Chapter 231: Fucha Maqi has such a big air
Wu Ge did not forget to reveal the truth at the side: "None of them. The third brother said that he came to my sister's house to become a disciple."
"Ouch!"
After saying that, I got a chestnut from my brother on the head.
"Third brother has his own mouth."
Lu Pheasant was confused: "Apprenticeship?"
Five grids don’t teach you a lesson: “Third brother said that no one in the Imperial College is worthy of being a teacher…”
Even Lu Pheasant quickly stopped him: "Wuge! Don't talk nonsense!"
Wu Ge was so frightened that he dropped the sweet potato sticks in his mouth, and quickly picked them up again.
His sister has never been harsh on him, but if she is so serious, he must have made a mistake.
Gotta listen!
Fucun sighed and said, "Actually, I'm stuck in a bottleneck. The gentleman from the Imperial College also suggested that I go outside to relax and then go back. It's probably because of my unscrupulous words before that Wuge misunderstood. It's the third brother's fault."
Wuge said with a smile: "As long as the third brother doesn't ask for my French fries back."
"As for apprenticeship, I heard that Mr. Wu in Fourth Brother's house is a prodigy. I didn't dare to disturb him without permission before, but now I want to borrow my sister's face."
Lu Pheasant narrowed his eyes: "Are you sure you're not here for potatoes and sweet potatoes?"
Fucun returned to his jade-faced fox appearance: "Of course I have to take care of my sister Cheng."
The three brothers and sisters were arguing for a while.
Lu Pheasant also drank some fruit drink before saying: "Why did third brother ask to help Mr. Wu? He is just a country man. When it comes to the emperor's favor, Mr. Gao should be the best."
Although he did not take the formal imperial examination route, there is no denying that he is a talented person.
Fu Cang put down his wine glass and sighed: "Mr. Gao is the teacher of Long Live Lord. He is involved in astronomy, geography, classics, poetry, history, arithmetic, and natural sciences. Not to mention these, the third brother will put him behind him just for his writing."
"Once upon a time, Third Brother was a frog in the well. After entering the Imperial College, he realized that although there are not many geniuses in this world, there are indeed many. But Third Brother is by no means one of them."
"Although Prime Minister Ming is good at using power for personal gain and exchanging favors for bribes, he is quite knowledgeable about people. His son Nalan Xingde's poems are often mentioned by many gentlemen in the Imperial College today."
"In the beginning, when I knew that I was being appreciated by my sister, my third brother was still a little secretly happy. Who would have thought that he would still be blessed with my sister's luck."
Fucun raised his glass to drink again.
It turns out that the talent was not appreciated.
Even in later generations, Nalan Rongruo is still Bai Yueguang in the minds of many people.
What's more, in this era that was once illuminated by Nalan Rongruo, it is normal for many students to be under his shadow.
Lu Pheasant said with a smile: "Third brother is wrong. Since you know the truth and the ability to recognize people, you know that he really appreciates you. Otherwise, the eldest brother and the second brother are already third-class guards. There is no way to win over them through the obvious means. It's just that he thinks that the third brother is indeed a talent, so he has the intention to let the eldest brother come over to show his goodwill. "
"Sister, please stop coaxing me."
"It took a lot of effort for Fourth Brother to get Mr. Wu to agree to join the government. Even now, Mr. Wu has not completely surrendered."
"If Third Brother doesn't believe me, then let Mr. Wu give you some advice."
"Does my sister agree to let me live here?"
Lu Pheasant turned around and said, "I'm afraid that after Third Brother goes back, Enie will secretly shed tears when he sees your desolate look."
In fact, Lu Pheasant understood in his heart.
Fucun and Wuge were worried about her, so Baba came over and wanted to accompany her because he wanted to eat potatoes and sweet potatoes.
Fourth elder brother left Beijing.
Lu Zhi guarded the mansion alone.
The prince and the eldest brother didn't even want to wait for a long time, and immediately took action against the Ulanala family.
There is no guarantee that they will have other unknown means in the future. Of course, their brothers will be worried about their sister.
Otherwise, when did my sister lose her mother's new crop?
If they want to eat, they can still eat.
But it’s really not as fragrant as what my sister makes here.
After returning to Baotangyuan, Lu Pheasant opened the only letter that Si Age sent back after his departure.
I'm so busy that I don't have time to reply.
I don’t know what is going on with Si Age in Pingyang Mansion, Shanxi.
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At the beginning of May, Si Age rushed to Pingyang Mansion in Shanxi Province with Fucha Maqi.
The local magistrate met the imperial envoy at the city gate and said, "Sir Ma Qi, the governor ordered me to wait here. Your Excellency has had a hard journey, and I am honored to be able to help you."
Fucha Maqi waved his hand: "No need. I heard that Hongdong County was the hardest hit, so I'll go and take a look first."
The prefect of Pingyang said anxiously: "Sir, if Master Gartu knows that the official has not received the minister well, I am afraid he will punish the official later."
Standing behind him, Brother Si, who had never revealed his identity, frowned upon hearing this.
Fucha Maqi really stopped and asked: "Where is Gartu now?"
The prefect of Pingyang said happily: "The governor is coming from the provincial capital, and I would like to ask the minister to wait for him for a while. The governor will be there at the reception banquet later."
Fucha Maqi remained calm: "Since Galtu hasn't come yet, let him go directly to Hongdong County."
Having said that, he took the lead and rode forward without further delay.
The prefect of Pingyang did not dare to stop him anymore: "Go and urge the governor."
Finally, he asked the people beside him: "Who is the young master behind Master Shangshu? Why does he not look like an official of the dynasty? Have you ever heard who else was sent here from Beijing besides Master Ma Qi?"
Everyone shook their heads.
A general judge was in a dilemma and asked: "Master Magistrate, there is no good land in Hongdong County. How can we entertain Master Shangshu and his party?"
The prefect of Pingyang sneered: "Do you think Master Shangshu wants us to entertain him at all? Follow him. His skin is tight."
Tong San didn't notice what he meant, he just followed him.
Galtu rushed from the provincial capital to Pingyang Prefecture, and then to Hongdong County, full of complaints.
This Fucha Maqi is really a big arrogant person.
When he arrived at the place, he asked: "Where are you today? What did you eat? Did you drink our most famous local wine?"
The official who was asked was stunned: "No, no."
"waste."
Galtu followed the leading official to the eating place and was stunned.
It was just a simple shed, without even a fire.
A group of second- and third-grade officials gathered inside and outside the shed, chewing dry biscuits without even a sip of hot water in a neat cup.
Gartu immediately rushed to Ma Qi's side: "Master Shangshu, my subordinate is late. He actually allowed his subordinates to neglect Master Shangshu. I am guilty of this."
Ma Qi put down the epidemic prevention pamphlet in his hand without raising his eyelids: "You are indeed guilty."
Brother Si on the side took the pamphlet and stood up straight.
Fucha Maqi also stood up, and his voice was steady and loud: "The emperor has spoken."
There was a shed full of people inside and outside, ignoring the mud on the ground and kneeling on the ground.
Gartu also held his nose and knelt down.
"There was an earthquake in Pingyang, Shanxi and other places today. Houses collapsed and people were killed and injured."
"Governor Galtu should personally set up tents and live in the disaster area, rescue the people affected by the disaster, and obey the emperor's orders. However, he only reported the news and then returned to the provincial capital."
"As a local official, if he fails to perform his duties in providing relief to disaster-stricken areas and rushes back to the provincial capital before completing his work, he should be strictly investigated and dealt with."
"Appreciate this!"
