Gu Chen frowned: "Do you, the prefect, often give you good things?"
Now Gu An followed the servants of the county government and went to the guest room to pack things. He was not here to listen, so there was no need to be too taboo about speaking, just control the volume.
The current magistrate of Chengdu is Zhang Zimao, who was personally appointed by Lao Zhu in the fourth year of Hongwu.
When I was an official in Beijing, I had the fate of being an official in Beijing for a year with Gu Chen and others.
At that time, this Magistrate Zhang looked very honest.
"Isn't it?" Chen Baochuan sighed: "Not only do you often send me things, but you also often ask me to go to Fucheng. There is nothing to do when I go there. I just drink and listen to music."
While they were talking, Gu An came back, and Gu Chen quickly changed the topic.
"We've been here for so long, why haven't we seen your son yet?"
"I also prepared a gift for him, a set of Wang Xizhi's copybooks. I will keep them until the child grows up and he will like them."
Chen Baochuan was not a fool, so he said so when his friend deliberately wanted to change the subject.
"Brother Cun went to study. I guess it's almost time to come back."
His son's name is Chen Haicun. He is four years old this year. He is an upright and polite boy. After bowing properly, he extended his hand to Shu Ning.
"Sister Ning, shall I take you to play?"
Children love to play with children the most, but Shu Ning didn't dislike this brat. After his parents agreed, they went out to play hand in hand.
"It's rare for this child to deny his birth."
Maybe it’s because Brother Cun is good-looking, so he wants to be extra close to him?
That night, Gu Chen and Chen Baochuan stayed up all night, talking about everything from family affairs to state affairs, from childhood to the past few years.
"Brother Gu, it's good to be a censor, but it's not good to be a county magistrate. It's hard to be a magistrate because you have to be constrained by others and can't help yourself. It's really not a good job."
Gu Chen didn't think so, he put one foot on the bench and said seriously.
"Master Han's teacher, Master Qian Zaiqian, has a poem that he writes very well."
"Well~ It's too late to pay homage at the Meridian Gate with the four drums and clothes on. When will we be able to enjoy the countryside and sleep until the food in the world is ready? This is the best day."
Gu An had already drank a packet of sleeping pills, and he couldn't wake up even if there was thunder.
So, whatever you want to say now, don’t be afraid of others knowing.
He also wanted to sleep until the world was ready, at least in Zhuang Lang.
Gu Chen could sleep until dawn and didn't have to get up in a hurry like in the capital.
I can't sleep well, eat well, and worry about losing my head.
I really envy Qian Zai. After writing this poem, Lao Zhu really let him go back to live his old life.
Well, although, when he retired, he was already seventy-nine.
Moreover, when he was over ninety years old, he was recruited back by Lao Zhu and exploited for a period of time.
This kind of behavior makes even capitalists cry when they see it.
"Master Qian has never suffered much." Chen Baochuan burped and complained: "What's so fun about the countryside? There are chicken, duck and goose droppings everywhere on the ground."
"When it rains, shoes and clothes are covered in mud. If the adults have something to do, the children have to cut pig grass in the rain."
"If you soil your clothes, you will be beaten. If your parents don't have money, they can't afford good clothes, and your children will be looked down upon if they study."
"The pastoral life lived by Mr. Qian, and the pastoral life we live."
"Oh, those are two kinds."
Having said this, Chen Baochuan smiled again and poured him a glass of wine.
"You have never experienced great hardship. If you go to a Zhongxian County like me, you will know how easy it is to be a censor."
Anyway, he lived a very comfortable life in the capital during those years.
As long as you get up earlier and be poorer, you don't need to worry about anything else.
"Then do you want to go back?"
Gu Chen looked at the wine in the glass. The wine had a mellow aroma. This was of excellent quality. If he was a royal censor in the capital, he might not be able to drink it, right?
As long as he wants to go back, Gu Chen can help him come up with ideas.
Hearing this, Chen Baochuan fell silent, and after a while he suddenly smiled.
"Forget it, people can't be dissatisfied, I can live like this now."
After living a good life, who would want to live a rough life?
Even though he wanted to!
The books of saints are only used to read and fool people. Only when you really use them to do things will you realize that they are completely useless.
Gu Chen had already expected it, and asked again: "Exceptor Shen, was it really that man who killed him? Last time you said he was the one who bought good land from other people for ten cents?"
Sure enough, evil people will be punished, and they will be rewarded when the time comes.
"It's him." Chen Baochuan nodded, and then said: "Repay debts and kill people to pay for lives. No matter why, this man has to pay for these two lives."
Gu Chen nodded to express his understanding, and suddenly lowered his voice.
"Brother Chen, from the fourth year of Hongwu to now, we have been friends for ten years."
"This is a farewell, and I don't know when we will see each other again. I still want to tell you something."
"You know His Majesty's temper. He is skinned, stripped of grass, and executed in a cold and late manner..."
"There are hundreds of chilling punishments. If you have money difficulties, just tell me."
"I'm the only one who has it, and I won't be stingy."
He has been in Daming for so many years. In addition to the family of the original owner, he also has his wife and children.
It can be said that Chen Baochuan is his most important person.
"Brother Chen, please don't be confused, let alone follow others. You must have your own bottom line."
"Bottom line."
"do you understand?"
If another emperor were in power at this time, even Zhu Xiaosi.
He won't worry too much about this. As long as it's not a serious crime of rebellion, please beg for mercy. At least there is still a glimmer of hope.
But Zhu Yuanzhang...
If you dare to commit corruption, you are dancing on the tip of a knife and bathing in a frying pan.
"Brother Gu, who do you think I am?"
Chen Baochuan felt a thump in his heart and immediately punched his friend.
Then he vowed: "Just be at ease. I've also been a royal censor, so I naturally know what's going on."
He kept it in mind, no one cherished his own life more than he did.
Gu Chen's worries were not unreasonable. Many officials were indeed honest and able to keep their bottom line when they were under the emperor's nose.
But that's because the knife is held on his neck!
When you get to a place, if the people around you are not good enough, it is easy for you to be greedy, and then take a chance and be led into the ditch by others.
They stayed in Xinfan County for ten days before leaving. Chen Baochuan reluctantly sent them to the gate of the city.
"The mountains are high and the roads are far away. I can't give it away anymore. Brother Gu, please cherish it more."
Only when he was with Brother Gu, he felt as if he was still the boy he was ten years ago.
He is filled with the madness of a scholar and is high-spirited, instead of being cautious and walking on thin ice now.
"You should also cherish it and remember what I said to you, be honest!"
After Gu Chenqian gave Wan's instructions, he set off with his family.
Su Wanying saw the worry on his face. The carriage had already gone so far, and she frequently raised the curtain to see other people.
He couldn't help but smile and said: "Don't worry about Mr. Chen. I went shopping these ten days and heard many people praising Mr. Chen as a good official."
If so many people praise you, it means that you have done a lot of good things.
What's there to worry about?
"I'm just worrying about it."
Hearing this, Gu Chen smiled and lowered the car curtain.
Maybe he really was overthinking it. He always felt that the treasure ship had changed, but he couldn't tell what exactly had changed.
Maybe, probably, it just needs to be mature, right?
Gu Chen took his wife and daughter to visit Nanchang Mansion while sightseeing.
Anyway, I wasn't in a hurry at all. It was already October when I got home.
My brother and sister-in-law were very happy to see them back. They were slaughtering chickens and buying meat.
Brother Hao is already fourteen this year. This handsome young man?
Because I have to take the county examination next year, I am studying very hard right now.
Gu Huai said with a smile: "This kid started late, and I don't know if he can become a scholar, but their husband encouraged him to quit."
After his younger brother became successful, he no longer had to work hard to sell steamed buns.
He concentrates on watching his son study, hoping that there will be a famous person in the family.
"Brother Hao's handwriting is pretty good." Gu Chen confirmed, then smiled and said, "Since you said that, sir, of course you are somewhat sure."
"By the way, brother, sister-in-law, I want to go see Mr.
The gentleman he was talking about was the original owner’s teacher and was very benevolent to the original owner.
"Yeah, yes, you should buy more gifts. He likes to eat the buns made by your sister-in-law. We will get up early tomorrow morning to wrap them up and take them with you."
"After seeing your teacher, we will go back to the village and meet the elders of the clan one by one. They always ask about you and are thinking about you."
As long as you are rich and honorable, don't forget each other. Don't lose your friendship just because you are rich.
Otherwise, people will say you are heartless and unjust, which will not be good for your official career.
