After thinking for a while, Hu Guang gave up thinking because he couldn't figure it out.
Seeing that there was still some time before dark, he entered the chat group to check the situation.
The achievement value shows 672.
If you want to add more people, you can.
But now there are 4 people in the work group, which consumes 8 achievement points every hour, which is 192 in one day.
Although the 672 achievement points may seem like a lot, it can only last for a little more than 3 days.
After this calculation, Hu Guang lost interest in joining others and read the message first.
If you want to raise more people in the future, you have to go out for walks more often.
The working group probably knew that the emperor was here, so they basically didn't leave any messages.
They just talked about things when they had something to say and dived when nothing happened.
On the other hand, there were many messages in the elementary group.
The originally honest Mrs.
Liu Wang would talk to Ruhua from time to time, perhaps because of the great victory in Changli.
He obviously talks a lot more than before, and his tone is much more confident.
Among the new people who joined the group, Man Jianghong rarely spoke, and even if someone asked him, he would not answer.
Instead, Qian Fugui, who joined the group about the same time as him, actually hooked up with Ma Fugui, and flattered him very much, almost to the point of being shameless.
In such a situation, Ma Fugui looks like a bastard.
As for Yue Cong, he was probably on his way to Zhejiang to send a message and invite Min Hongxue to come to Beijing with him, so he basically didn't talk to him.
Hu Guang basically grasped the situation, so he clicked on the icon of Mr.
Liu and asked: "Mr.
Liu, how is Magistrate Lu's injury?"
"Hey, little monk, you're here."
Mrs.
Liu Wang answered the question with surprise in her tone, and then replied, "I don't know, the civilian woman has not been to the Yamen since the last time, but the child's father is very fond of the people."
My wife has gotten better, so I don’t blame the civilian woman anymore.
Originally, the civilian woman wanted to follow your instructions and lie to the child’s father that he was a Jinyiwei spy.
Haha, this sounds impossible, but civilian women can also use it if they are anxious.”
Hu Guang rarely bubbled in the past two days, so much so that Liu Wang felt like he hadn't seen him for a long time.
After meeting him, he couldn't hold back his words.
Just when Hu Guang wanted to interrupt her, Ruhua spoke first: "Sister Liu, wait a moment, I have something to ask the young monk at the slave house."
"Oh, okay."
Ms.
Liu Wang obviously reacted, a little embarrassed, and quickly shut up.
Ruhua seemed to be in a good mood, and it could be heard from her tone that she asked: "Little monk, you have a very good relationship with Mr.
Wen.
If you can tell Mr.
Wen, the slave family has almost completed what he asked. " Or maybe she was afraid that Hu Guang had other ideas.
After she finished speaking, she quickly added: "The streets are still under martial law and the slaves can't get out, so we have no choice but to do it.
If it's not convenient for the young monk, there's no need to bother."
As soon as Hu Guang heard this, he knew what Ruhua meant when he said this.
He should have already finished the cliché.
When he was waiting for an answer, he heard Ma Fugui say a little dissatisfiedly: "Ruhua, why are you involved with Mr.
Wen?
You didn't tell me about it?"
Ruhua knew that Ma Fugui might ask, and had already thought of her words, so she immediately replied: "Young Master may not know that Mr.
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Wen has a younger brother who is very famous in the slave family.
He is good at writing music scores and operas."
The script is also very good. ” "Master Wen may have sent someone to ask the Nu family to find someone to act according to the script because of his younger brother.
Well, Master, you don't care about this, so I didn't tell you about it."
"Who knows?
I often go to the beauty caves in Suzhou and Yangzhou.
Of course I am interested.
I have also heard of him.
His name is Wen Yuren, right?"
Ma Fugui is obviously a frequent visitor to the fireworks, and he often encounters them.
He went to a gathering of literati and elegant people and listened to them a lot, and he actually remembered some of them.
When Hu Guang heard the conversation between Ruhua and Ma Fugui, he couldn't help but be slightly startled, and then he was overjoyed.
There is no other reason than that this brother Wen Tiren sounds like he has good attainments in literature and can arrange operas.
He seems to be a talent in publicity.
He didn't know that in later history, Wen Yuren collaborated with Wu Bing to create the famous Green Peony Legend, which ridiculed the very famous Restoration Society in the middle and late Chongzhen period, so much so that Wen Yuren's family was instigated by Zhang Pu, the leader of the Restoration Society.
Went to prison.
Hu Guang had previously decided to establish a public opinion department that he could control, and not let the pens of literati guide public opinion.
The appearance of Wen Yuren was in line with his requirements.
After all, Wen Tiren became the chief minister and wanted to carry out tax reform.
This determined Wen Yuren's butt and he could only sit on this side.
It would be a good idea to ask him to compose more opera songs and the like, and after reviewing them, let Ruhua and the others sing them.
Hu Guang couldn't help but smile as he thought about it.
I didn’t expect that just by showing up in the elementary group, I would gain a talent.
Not bad, not bad.
Thinking this way, his mood improved a lot, and he immediately interrupted the conversation in the group and said: "No problem, Ruhua, I can tell Wen Tiren soon."
After saying that, he switched to the work group.
Ruhua, who was in the elementary group, was a little stunned: "Little monk, you still refuse to change despite repeated admonitions."
Ma Fugui was secretly happy and quickly took out his notebook to write down: On a certain day of a certain month of a certain year, Pudu sentient beings called Wen Tiren by his name.
Wen Tiren's efficiency was indeed high.
Before the palace door was locked, he handed the information and texts he obtained from Ruhua to the emperor.
Hu Guang was not in a hurry to read it.
He first put the information on the imperial case and then asked with a smile: "Wen Qing, I heard that you have a younger brother named Wen Yuren who is very talented in literature.
Where is he now?"
Wen Tiren was slightly startled when he heard this.
He didn't know why the emperor suddenly asked about this matter.
However, he quickly came to his senses and immediately said: "I do have a younger brother named Yuren.
He usually specializes in opera and music, but now he is the general judge of Yingtianfu."
In fact, Wen Tiren himself is very good in terms of literary talent.
After hearing this, Hu Guang couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
It seems that his brother really didn't put his mind on officialdom.
Otherwise, his official position would not be so different from his brother's.
With this thought in mind, he immediately said with a smile: "Very good, send him to the capital, I want to meet him."
Wen Tiren knew that this was a good thing, so he did not refuse.
After agreeing, he hurried out of the palace.
If it were later, the palace door would be locked.
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At this time, Hu Guang had time to pick up the information and read it.
As he looked at it, his brows rose, as if there was a hint of joy.
After a while, he put the information on the imperial table, and then ordered to summon Cao Huachun.
The first time he came in, Hu Guang asked with great interest: "Has shopkeeper Han confessed?"
Cao Huachun's heart skipped a beat when he heard this.
This was already the first time the emperor had asked him.
When he was about to plead guilty, he heard Hu Guang say: "If you haven't confessed yet, I will go there in person early tomorrow morning":