Zhou Lezhi smiled as he listened to Liu Zhao talking about the Song brothers' failure to swindle money from the escort agency. This is also expected. As soon as this incident came out, which city fox or community mouse wouldn't want to take the opportunity to take a bite? Even a villain who is too young to even drink the soup wants to lick the blood from his mouth and taste the fishy taste.
If it weren't for Delong's strong brand, powerful backers, and the powerful ideas of those in charge, one-third of Master Leng's family fortune would have gone to the young master.
"The team maintained by Mr. Leng's family are all ruthless characters." Liu Zhao said, "There is no chaos at all."
Zhou Lezhi said: "Not only is it not chaotic, it is probably still operating outside. If you don't do it carefully, I'm afraid it will be backlashed by them."
Liu Zhao said: "I just don't know how this thief will respond to the master's letter."
"Nowadays, none of the people in the capital can make the decision." Zhou Lezhi said with a smile, "It must be reported to Lingao and the real disciples can discuss it before they can make the decision."
"God, this won't take more than a few months!"
"The Kun thief has a radio box, and he can communicate with the news in a moment. This matter also involves the real Kun thief, and there will be news in a month at most. We must not move around, and sit firmly on the Diaoyutai."
"It's just that Mr. Wang said last time that the emperor is preparing to use troops and has already prepared an edict to issue wages in Guangdong." Liu Zhao said, "Can you make it in time?"
"How can the imperial court mobilize troops overnight? The Guangdong salary has been levied, and only when there is money can the troops be mobilized. There is no need to think about it for half a year." Zhou Lezhi said seriously, "This period of time is enough for them to discuss."
Zhou Lezhi felt very comfortable since he met Leng Ningyun last time and successfully got his handwritten letter. Over the years, he had been fighting against the Kun thieves, and he had rarely taken advantage. He was always at a disadvantage, and was always looked down upon by Wang Shangshu. If it weren't for Wang Shangshu who knew Kun Qing well and knew that Kun's thieves were a serious concern of the Ming Dynasty, and he was the first person in the Ming Dynasty who knew about Kun. This cooperative relationship has been maintained.
Leng Ningyun was the first thief they caught. Of course, it is not difficult to capture Leng Ningyun, after all, he is in Beijing.
But it is very difficult to catch him. In the past few years since Leng Ningyun came to the capital, he had created a reliable protective umbrella for himself. Especially the eunuchs in the palace regarded Leng as the "god of wealth" and sent large amounts of money to his bank for profit. Trying to move him through official channels is almost a fool's errand.
It was obvious that the imperial court's most serious concern was at the emperor's feet, but he could only watch him exploiting the situation and absorbing financial resources. Not only could he not be touched, he could not even have any plans to assassinate him. Otherwise, even Wang Yehao and other adults would not be able to live and eat.
He thought of the issue of "interest groups" that his husband had said - as expected, the word described it exquisitely, and was one step deeper than simple small groups such as the "Eunuch Party", "Donglin Party" and "Zhejiang Party" - people The gathering is all for profit.
Speaking of which, wasn't his plan to capture Leng Ningyun for the sake of a certain interest group?
The adults say this is saving the country and lives, but other people would also say the same thing. Let's just say that this thief also used "saving people from fire and water" as a cover.
"Lend me a pair of eyes..." He hummed the ditty that his husband often sang before.
It's a pity that he didn't learn even one ten thousandth of the master's knowledge. Not only did he fail to develop a pair of discerning eyes, he also had to bear the heavy burden reluctantly.
He cast his eyes towards the corner of the study room, where he saw a strange-looking guise with the words "hanging pot to help the world" embroidered on it. The edges were frayed, and there was a gourd tied to the bamboo stick.
These were the items left behind by the husband. Zhou Lezhi recalled the chance encounter outside Guangzhou in the seventh year of the Apocalypse. In the spring when the peach blossoms were red and the willows were green, the husband was carrying a box on his back and holding this cover, trudging on the field ridge outside the village, stumbling. The straight lace was worn crookedly on his body, which was very ridiculous. Not to mention his peculiar "Guangzhou Mandarin" accent.
But it was the dose of medicine he took out of the gourd that saved him from death. From then on, everyone in the village called him the miracle doctor. Many patients were sent to Guangzhou City and looked for good diagnoses by famous doctors in big drug stores. As long as they took his medicine, their illnesses were cured. Lin Qijin, who was the first to invite him for diagnosis and treatment, boasted about his ability to recognize people when he was free.
Lin Qijin's insight into people was not valuable, but his reputation as a miracle doctor spread. Soon after, His Majesty the Imperial Envoy sent someone to invite Mr. Wang, who has since joined Mr. Wang’s shogunate.
If it were just like this, it would be just an ordinary past event. However, not long after Mr. Zhou left, the officers and soldiers arrived at Hetou Village, saying they wanted to capture the "monster" and search for "monsters". The worst of it was that the demon was not caught, but the few poor people who had received Mr. Zhou's rice for relief were taken away. Go to the village and behead him. There was an uproar in the village, and everyone said that the husband was a "monster". Some people who took the medicine felt as if a disaster was about to happen. They hurriedly went to the temple to burn incense and worship the gods, and asked for incense and ashes to drink. Only God knows whether it was of any use.
Zhou Lezhi also took his husband's medicine, but his parents had already died and no one cared about him, so he finally didn't need to drink the fragrant ash water.
Although his health has improved, Zhou Lezhi's future is bleak. He also studied in a private school in the clan, but failed to pass the test as a boy a few times, but he was interested in many miscellaneous subjects. On weekdays, he always likes to set up a water wheel in the canal, and use bamboo pipes to set up pipes, which is quite interesting. He is loved by children, but the elders and scholars in the clan think that he is a "waste".
However, this "waste" is also a member of the clan. Even if his parents are gone, the clan still has to take care of him. When I was sixteen years old, I could not even write an article while reading. The clan members argued: It’s better to let him learn a trade.
As for what kind of craft to learn, the elders have not yet figured it out. The original imperial envoy, Mr. Wang, sent Wang Liang to the village, saying that he still wanted to search for "monsters". Naturally, the end result was still nothing. Fortunately, they didn't kill anyone this time. Then Wang Liang said that he would find a few young men in the village to be his disciples. He said that there was no restriction on men and women, as long as they could read.
Only then did everyone realize that the gentleman was not a monster. But since he was not a monster, no one understood why he would capture and behead men and women who had received favors from his husband, and naturally they did not dare to ask.
Naturally, it was impossible for him to bring girls. Firstly, there were very few literate girls, and secondly, I had never heard of men accepting female disciples. The intention of this "miraculous doctor" was self-evident, but it was just that he did not want to marry a wife. "Hiring" did not mean "buying" a concubine, but a nondescript "female disciple". It was really unbelievable that word spread that the "waste" Zhou Lezhi was selected after two rounds - he was not called Zhou Lezhi at that time.
Zhou Lezhi followed Wang Liang to Beijing in a daze. This was the first time he left his hometown. He walked north for more than two months and arrived at the capital, the most beautiful place in the world.
When he first arrived in the capital, Zhou Lezhi, who was born in Guangdong, felt that he was not used to it. Not only could he not understand the local Mandarin, but he could not understand the Zhejiang dialect spoken by the servants in Wang Yehao's mansion. In comparison, it was easier to communicate with Mr. Guangzhou’s weird Mandarin.
At this time, my husband was very different from when he first appeared in Hetou Village. He could speak good Mandarin, and his movements had the demeanor that a scholar should have, and even his clothes no longer had the awkward feeling of the past.
It can be seen that the gentleman is very trusted in the palace. Not only did the servants treat him with great courtesy, but Mr. Wang often called him for talks, which lasted for half a day. He said he was a "guest guest", but in fact his treatment was much higher than that of other guests. Mr. Wang even assigned two maids to take care of his daily life. There is no doubt that it is impossible for a "miracle doctor" to be so highly regarded.
This made Zhou Lezhi, who had just arrived, finally feel relieved. Only when the master is successful can the apprentice have food to eat. Otherwise, if I lose my job in the capital thousands of miles away, I won’t even know how to ask for food.
After arriving at Mr. De's door, he first conducted a "test" - a term he only learned about later. I asked him many questions, some of which were completely irrelevant. For example, "Do you think thunder is caused by thunder or some other reason?" Finally, when he learned that Zhou Lezhi was not only literate but could also do simple arithmetic problems, he was quite satisfied with him.
"You are my student now," he suddenly said in Mandarin with a strange accent. "The first thing you need to do is learn to speak like me."
Zhou Lezhi was full of suspicion. He had never heard of this kind of Mandarin. Although it was somewhat similar to the Mandarin of the capital, the pronunciation and vocabulary were quite different.
Even if you become an apprentice, you will naturally do what the teacher says. Not to mention imitating his speech, you have to comply with even more excessive requests.
"...Don't think that I'm too busy, I have a lot of knowledge here..." The gentleman pointed to his head in a funny way, "But this knowledge can only be imparted to you after you have learned what I say - you want to Don’t you want to learn my skills?”
Needless to say! Zhou Lezhi thought. When he first entered the government, he told Wang Liang and others that he knew astronomy and geography, and he also had many "unique skills", so Mr. Wang valued him so highly. Regardless of these, master's medical skills of treating patients and making medicines are enough for him to start a family and start a business.
So he followed his husband and started learning this weird "mandarin". Later, my husband told him that this was called "Mandarin" and it was the popular language in his hometown. Once you learn "Mandarin", you can also read many "secret books" written in Mandarin and learn the above knowledge.
"Aren't you, Mr. Wang's fellow countryman, all from Shaoxing Prefecture?" Zhou Lezhi asked puzzledly at that time. He had heard many servants of the Wang family speak Shaoxing dialect along the way, and he was very familiar with this dialect.
"I am indeed his fellow villager, and I am indeed from Shaoxing Prefecture." The gentleman smiled, "It's just that the details are slightly different."
"What's the difference?"
(End of chapter)
