Huang Jing added: "What's more, there is the Yang family of the Oak Society, and there is another courtyard there, the Yang family of the Oak Society, you know, haha The Yang family is a five-jinshi, a family of poetry and books, full of people who are rich and rich, and the place where you study is only a stone's throw away from their other courtyard, there is such a treasure of feng shui, there is no reason for not being high." ” Ye Chunqiu's heart was dripping blood, and he was still thinking about it, because he had a light brain, and when he was really in high school, he could still sigh and enjoy the feeling of being worshipped.
But Uncle Huang Shi, you are like this, it seems that I have no half talent, even if I win, it is also the light of the Yang family and your Huang family.
How it feels weird The Yang family of the Oak Society seems to be very powerful, the old man who plays chess is the Yang family Ye Chunqiu didn't want to ask carefully, he was panicked in his heart, if the Yang family knew that he was teasing him with the chess endgame, would he kill me Nanking.
Huang Xin, the superintendent of Zhejiang Province of the Nanjing Metropolitan Procuratorate, had just returned from Hangzhou, and before he had time to go to the Metropolitan Procuratorate, he hurried to Yongyi Lane.
Yongyi Lane is close to Qinhuai and connected to many government offices in Nanjing, so it is the residence of many Nanjing officials.
At this time, Huang Xinli muttered, just arrived in Nanjing, Wang Hua, the secretary of the ministry, invited him to go to the mansion to talk about it, which flattered him.
Nanjing Ministry of Shangshu Wang Hua is the champion of the Chenghua period, since then successively served as the Hanlin Academy revision, Hanlin Academy bachelor, Zhan Shifu right Chunfang right Yude, Zhan Shifu Shao Zhan Shi, especially Zhan Shifu Shao Zhan Shi, this is the prince's teacher, countless people in the world envy the prominent position, now the prince has become the son of heaven, Wang Hua as the emperor, soon promoted to the Ministry of Rites, ranked in the temple, but because of offending Liu Jin, this Ming Sheng secretly descended, became the Nanjing Ministry of Officials.
The secretary is a heavenly official, and even has the qualifications to fight with the cabinet ministers, of course, if the word Nanjing is added to the front of the secretary's book, it will not be so valuable.
Perhaps the current Wang Shangshu has been expelled from the core of the imperial court, but in this place in the south of the Yangtze River, or in the eyes of Huang Xin, the existence of the unattainable, not to mention that the family is the champion, born, unwilling to climb Liu Jin, has an outstanding reputation, and also controls the rule of the officials in the south of the Yangtze River, and can judge the life and death of the vast majority of people in one word.
The recent luck is too good, just promoted to the supervision of Zhejiang Province, and then his younger brother Huang Jing came to repair the book, and the matter with the Ye family, for no reason, Huang Xin suddenly became an upright person, so that the matter spread to Nanjing and Hangzhou, it was his boss, and the Imperial History of the Metropolitan Procuratorate had a different attitude towards him, and called him Huang Mingjing in front of his colleagues.
This is just a blurted out of the nickname, taken from the name of the Ming Spiegel, obviously established Huang Xin's status in the Nanjing Metropolitan Procuratorate, Huang Xin suddenly felt that his future began to become brighter and brighter, so a few days ago, he handled a case in Shaoxing, impeached several officials, and also received an excellent evaluation, people are like this, once labeled, everyone knows that Huang Xin is Huang Mingjing, the imperial historian who does not favor personal feelings, naturally everything he does, in the eyes of the people of the time, is beneficial to the country and the people.
"I should really thank that child of the Ye family, it's called Ye Chunqiu, it's him."
Huang Xinxin sighed with emotion, and when he arrived at the gate of the palace, he handed over his greeting post.
He still doesn't understand now, why the officials of the Ministry of Heaven want to find him, after all, compared to Wang Hualai, who is a dignified official and an emperor, he is just an ant-like existence in Zhejiang, although Wang Hua is also from Ningbo, but he is Yuyao, and he is Fenghua, if they meet in Beijing, they will be in tears, but in Nanjing, the fellow villagers are a little far-fetched.
Not long after, a disciple came out and said, "Huang Yushi, please." ” Huang Xin's jaw was headed, his clothes were straightened, he calmed his excitement, and walked through the shadow wall and front porch of the palace, thinking that he was meeting in the main hall, but who knew that the door was bent, but he led Huang Xin through a moon cave.
Is it going to the inner house?
Huang Xinli was even more stunned, most people see guests in the main hall, and the introduction of the back house flower hall is not disrespectful to the guests, but because the personal relationship is better, so there is no need to avoid too much.
Wang Shangshu is an existence that he can't even climb high, where is there any personal relationship, but why Huang Xinxin mentioned his throat and eyes, and his heart began to throb, is he lucky Sure enough, the man led him to the flower hall, Huang Xin entered, and saw Wang Hua in a wide plain suit, holding a letter, and looked at it with a worried brow.
He was no longer old, his beard was black and white, his expression was solemn, and when he looked closely, he found that his spirit was a little sluggish, as if he had not slept well for a few days.
"Later, Huang Xin has seen the prince."
Huang Xin was in awe and hurriedly saluted.
If he met in the main hall, he would call himself a subordinate without thinking, but now he is obviously in the capacity of a private meeting, licking his face and calling himself a student, and then calling Wang Shangshu a benefactor, which seems a bit reckless, and his posture is too low, which may cause disgust.
However, this backward progress is impartial, not abrupt, but also closer.
"Oh."
Wang Hua nodded lightly, and when he raised his eyes, Huang Xin touched his gaze, and clearly saw that this Wang Shangshu's eyes were bloodshot.
Oh, the prince has all the opportunities, and it has reached the point where it is like a withered tree, which is really admirable.
"Ziyi, come, don't be polite, sit down and talk."
Wang Hua had a little more smile on his face, and pointed to the seat on the side, he didn't use official language, but used the dialect of Ningbo.
Huang Xinhua is in full bloom, Wang Shangshu does not call himself an official position, but commensurate with his own name, which is clearly regarded as a late-born junior, which seems to be very supportive, plus the use of a rural accent, it is even more intimate.
Huang Xin hurriedly said in a Ningbo accent: "Thank you, Prince." ” Wang Hua had already put down the letter in his hand and said with a smile: "Your deeds, the old man has heard of it, and the imperial court appointed you as the imperial history, which was originally intended to make you such an upright imperial historian picket Fengxian."
A piece of paper and a book are only for the field, so what's the harm in letting him have a hundred acres; The Great Wall should still be there, not seeing the first emperor of the year, poetry can be clear, you have this mind and ambition, it is really rare. ” Huang Xin almost burst into tears, this poem was not written by himself, of course, this poem is catchy, plus it has a strong story, and now it has been widely circulated, Huang Xinli is even more grateful to this Ye Chunqiu, a poem simply changed his fate, and even unexpectedly, even Tianguan knows this poem, this is the rhythm to be reused in the organization
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