Yu Dilong stood up, "Masteress, if I die, don't tell Wang Sheng that I like her."
Pei Nanwei smiled and asked, "Then if you come back alive, will you tell her?"
Yu Dilong quickly waved his hand, "No, no, no, don't tell her!"
Pei Nanwei asked, "Anyway, if you don't tell her, why do you mention this?"
Yu Dilong was suddenly confused. The more he thought, the more confused he became.
Pei Nanwei stood up and poked the child's head with her finger, "Little bug, with your paste brain, how can you be a land dragon in the future?"
Yu Dilong was resentful. He strode down the steps, turned his head and waved his hand, "Masteress, don't send me off!"
Pei Nanwei said angrily, "Go, go, go. Hurry up."
After Yu Dilong walked out of the gate, Pei Nanwei suddenly heard the child's surprised voice, "Master? Why are you here? Is the war over? "
Pei Nanwei subconsciously walked down the steps quickly. When she was about to walk to the gate of the courtyard, she suddenly realized and stopped. She laughed and scolded loudly, "Little bastard!"
The child outside the house laughed and rode away, shouting, "Let's go! Masteress misses master! "
Now it was the turn of spring and summer. The woman who was born in the Spring and Autumn Pei Family suddenly remembered a small poem. The content was exactly the same, but she forgot the name of the poem and the name of the author.
Quietly looking at the green wall, leisurely looking at the green forest. Nothing happened to the floweringers, their voices far away in the shade of the grapevine.
Green wall, green forest, floweringers, grapevine.
The reason why she remembered it so deeply was that these lovely scenes in Jiangnan were all close to her when she was a girl. The more easily she could get them, the more she didn't know how to cherish them.
After she became the Princess Consort of Li Yang, she was imprisoned behind the high wall. She was tired of reading graceful poems, and gradually came into contact with some frontier fortress poems that she didn't like before. It was nothing more than those words that were used back and forth in the poems, such as conquering people, frosty moon, Qiang flute, reed pipes, and swan geese.
At this time, Pei Nanwei looked around. The walls were yellow, the greenery was sparse, there were no birds chirping, and it was already hot in the summer.
A woman in a tall building with hidden bitterness?
That would require a tall building to perch on.
When Pei Nanwei thought of this, she was really a little angry. She was alone in this small county. Of course, it could only be related to money.
Ever since he went to Bishan County's yamen with that fellow who was nominally the County Clerk and successfully obtained the 20 taels of silver that he had been owed for a long time, County Magistrate Feng Guan was quickly transferred away for some reason. Yang Gongshou, who replaced the position of County Clerk "Xu Qi", took over as County Magistrate. The County Officer was still Zhu Ying, who also came from Green Deer Cave Academy like the new County Magistrate. Both of them were scholars who had gone to Liangliang. When she and Yang Gongshou went to the yamen, they met the two scholars. Yang Gongshou even hired someone to put on a play of a hero saving a damsel in distress. Unfortunately, the one surnamed Xu saw through it with one glance. In his words, he was the founder of the silk pants business. Back in the day, who knew how many sons of Beiliang ate the dust behind his butt, learning from him and imitating him.
What Pei Nanwei was angry about was that after Yang Gongshou took over as County Magistrate, the position of Bishan County's County Clerk did not continue to be filled as per usual. Instead, Xu Qi's name was once again put up. However, the Bishan County yamen gave a statement that since "Xu Qi" was no longer on duty, his salary would be halved. It was said that this was the result of County Officer Zhu Ying arguing with the new County Magistrate. Otherwise, with County Magistrate Yang's intentions, Xu Qi would not even be able to get a single copper coin. It was probably because all the officials in the yamen had guessed the county magistrate's intentions, especially those women whose men worked in the yamen. They viewed her, the wife of the County Clerk, as an enemy. When it came to her, all of the things like oil, rice, salt, and cloth were more expensive. That young woman of unknown origin originally wanted to buy them for her, but was rejected by Pei Nanwei. However, Pei Nanwei insisted on buying them herself. She even purposely brought along a few heavy silver ingots. Of course, she did not need the silver, and the shops did not have enough change.
When those women stared at those silver ingots, Pei Nanwei felt very comfortable.
That feeling was as if she was saying, "You're bullying me because my man is not here, right? But if my man can leave his woman so much money, he can be at ease. But do you men who talk about women have this ability?"
Pei Nanwei's anger was because your disciple, Liang Long, was able to earn so much money. As his master, you don't know how to send some back home?
As long as she thought of using a certain silver ingot to exchange for copper coins, her heart would ache terribly.
Pei Nanwei caught a glimpse of the old hen in the courtyard from the corner of her eye. It seemed to be a great general who was patrolling the territory with tens of thousands of elite soldiers. She immediately became angry and quickly walked towards them. She stomped hard on the ground, scaring the hens and chicks into fleeing in all directions.
Pei Nanwei gave a cold snort. She put her hands on her hips and was somewhat pleased.
There was a young man who happened to be standing at the entrance of the courtyard. When he saw this scene, his eyes were lifeless and his expression was absent-minded.
He looked at the graceful figure whose back was facing him. His hand that was holding a cloth bag was sweaty.
His current name was Zhu Ying. He was one of the thousands of scholars who followed Shangyin Academy's Chancellor Wang to Beiliang. At that time, if the scholars of Yu Family's eldest son, Yu Luandao, were the most famous in the world, in fact, if he used his real name, his fame would not be below Yu Luandao.
The Confucianism of the world, Zhu Ying in the south and Yao in the north!
The master of science, Yao Baifeng, had already resigned from his position as the left chancellor of the Imperial College and returned to his hometown to continue lecturing.
The disciples of the Zhu Family of Jing 'an Sect had always been unwilling to become officials. "Zhu Ying's" grandfather was known as the "Divine Lord" during the Spring and Autumn Period and had a deep relationship with the academy's Grand Chancellor, Qi Yanglong. In the area of Zhu Ying's father's generation, the seven of them became famous together and were known as the Seven Dragons of the Zhu Family. They were even on par with the "dazzling lineup of Jiangnan's Lu Family" back then.
Zhu Ying's real name was Zhu Ying. He was the eldest son of the Zhu Family's eldest son!
Even if he changed his name and changed his name to Zhu Ying and pretended that he was a concubine's son of the Zhu Family's side branch, Zhu Ying still stood out in the Green Deer Cave Academy with his own knowledge and foresight. There were several great scholars who were invited by the Master of the Academy, Huang Chang, to give lectures in the Green Deer Cave Academy, but they were all embarrassed by Zhu Ying. There were even old scholars who had to ask Zhu Ying to solve their doubts. However, Zhu Ying's reputation was not prominent among the scholars who went to Liangliang. At most, he had some reputation for being arrogant and noble. However, his unpublished articles, like what the young King said to Pei Nanwei, had long been placed on the desk of the Whispering Room. Even Xu Weixiong was shocked and thought highly of him as a young talent who was not familiar with Xu Beizhi and Chen Xiliang. Zhu Ying's code name in the Whispering Room was "Young Phoenix", which was on par with Yu Luandao's "Big Luan".
Zhu Ying, or Zhu Ying, found that his lips were dry and he did not know how to speak.
Unlike Yang Gongshou, who was shocked when he first saw her, Zhu Ying only felt that she was beautiful when he first saw her. However, he did not have any romantic thoughts. Once, on the rolling street after the rain, he accidentally saw her squatting by the street, breaking a dry biscuit in her hand and gently feeding it to a yellow and brown kitten covered in mud.
He could not let it go.
He knew that even if he was not the eldest grandson of the Zhu Family, it was unreasonable and inappropriate to think about a lonely woman who lived alone.
However, he could not help it.
Just as he was about to speak, the woman had already turned around and looked at him with a frown. She asked, "Who are you?"
Zhu Ying's heart was instantly dead.
In the past year, although they had never spoken, they had seen each other many times. Was it fifteen or sixteen times?
Zhu Ying's face was pale and his lips trembled. He could not say a word.
He wanted to raise the money bag in his hand. He wanted to say that this was Registrar Xu's salary last month. He, Zhu Ying, was a colleague of Bishan County's yamen. He only came here to give money to Madam.
Pei Nanwei, whose head was filled with confusion, rudely pointed at this dumb chicken. "You have a problem? Hurry up and scram! "
She ran to the corner of the wall and picked up a broom. She glared at him, her aura fierce.
The young scholar sadly turned around.
Pei Nanwei naturally did not know this young man's thoughts. He would not know where his feelings came from just because of her actions on the rolling street.
However, with Pei Nanwei's personality, even if she knew, she would not care. She would probably repeat her previous unintentional words: You have a problem.
Many years later, Zhu Ying, who had clearly risen to prominence in Beiliang's officialdom, resolutely betrayed the Liang Party when it was at its peak. As the assistant minister of the Ministry of Appointments, he was known throughout the court as an "iron and unyielding" scholar. He suppressed the Liang Party's rise in officialdom many times. No one knew why the "iron assistant minister" Zhu Ying did this, or why he knew that he would stop at the assistant minister position if he went against the general trend. In the end, Zhu Ying, who had quickly become an assistant minister, gave up the opportunity that his family had obtained through the cooperation of several parties. He gave up on becoming a minister in the Ministry of Rites and resigned. However, he did not return to his hometown. Instead, he went to Beiliang, which was filled with political enemies. He established a school in Youzhou and became a Confucian scholar. His reputation did not lose out to the previous dynasty's Yao Baifeng. In Zhu Ying's life, other than his family's marriage, he only took a concubine in his later years in Yanzhi County in Youzhou. That concubine was young and beautiful. Zhu Ying was already old.
This action caused Zhu Ying to be criticized by the Central Plains. Someone wrote a poem "A pear blossom suppressing a begonia" to ridicule him. Zhu Ying did not care. He died in Beiliang and was posthumously given the title of Wenzhen in the court.
Until Zhu Ying resigned and died in Beiliang, the situation of the various parties in the court fighting against the Liang Party did not change.
County Magistrate Yang Gongshou, who had suppressed Master Zhu in Bishan County, used his identity as a member of the Liang Party to rise up the ranks. In the end, he became the Administrator of Lianhuai Taoism and had a good relationship with Zhu Ying.
When he rushed to Beiliang's Youzhou to pay respects to his friend, Yang Gongshou suddenly saw a young woman in mourning clothes. She looked similar to the woman they had seen in Bishan County in their early years.
The Administrator, who had only revealed a little sadness in his friend's mourning hall, was suddenly overcome with sorrow and tears.
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