Seeing Chang Yu's expression return to normal, Wu Mengming's heart finally calmed down: "Is this why the factory supervisor came to Beizi Yamen? Hey, don't you have any trust in Beizi?"
Moreover, Chang Yu rolled his eyes: "Our family is here to lend some manpower." He then explained the previous affairs of Wang Guoxing, and then said that he would leave the palace later to go to Consort Gong's Mansion, and asked if he wanted to go together.
Wu Mengming was busy with official duties, so he wanted to settle the case secretly assigned by the emperor as soon as possible, and would go to the Gong Mansion to make up for it afterwards.
The two of them whispered again for a long time. At this time, someone rushed to the front of the hall. The first person was in his thirties, tall and strong, with a resolute expression: "I have seen the factory boss and the commander in my humble position."
"Gao Wencai, what are you doing here?" Wu Mengming frowned.
Chang Yu stood up, walked quickly to Gao Wencai, looked him up and down and praised him repeatedly: "What a man!"
Wu Mengming and Gao Wencai were both a little dizzy, wondering why the young factory supervisor was acting like this.
For the same reason, after Chongzhen's death, Gao Wencai's family sacrificed their lives for the country!
"Dongchang is short of manpower at the moment, and there is still a vacancy for the post of criminal officer. Are you willing to work in our hands?" Chang Yu came straight to the point.
Under the supervision of the Dongchang factory, there is one for each of the thousand households and one for the hundred households. Normally, the Qianhu and Baihu of Jinyiwei are appointed to serve. Chang Yu, the chief of the thousand households, has been appointed to Chunxiang. This is reasonable. There is a vacancy in Xingbaihu, and Gao Wencai is now favored by Chang Yu.
Gao Wencai immediately became excited. Although the official in charge of punishment was only a hundred households, he himself was in Jinyiwei with a thousand households, but he could tell which one was higher and which was lower with his little finger. It was not unusual to have a thousand households in Jinyiwei, but the official in charge of punishment was He is the third in command of Dongchang!
"I am willing to humble myself," Gao Wencai kowtowed.
Chang Yu smiled slightly: "Don't worry, your Qianhu title will not change, you will just be transferred to Dongchang to serve as a criminal officer!"
Upon hearing this, Gao Wencai was even more surprised and couldn't help but thank him repeatedly. Master Chang patted him on the shoulder, said some words of encouragement, and then whispered a few words, and Gao Wencai hurriedly said goodbye and left.
"Why did the factory supervisor fall in love with him?" Wu Mengming looked confused when he saw Gao Wencai leaving.
"Pleasant" Chang Yu shrugged and Wu Mengming rolled his eyes.
After leaving Beizhen Fusi, Chang Yu looked up at the sky. It was already Shenshi (three o'clock in the afternoon) and he looked back at Chengtian Gate, then quickened his pace and walked towards Daming Gate due south.
As soon as I walked out of Daming Gate, I suddenly felt like I had been born into the world. There was an endless stream of pedestrians, cars and horses, and the bustle was so bustling. I looked around and saw Old Hu in a carriage next to the Qianmen (Zhengyang Gate) across the street in the distance. Looking around.
Chang Yu walked over quickly, turned over, jumped on the car and got into the carriage. Lao Hu said "driving" the carriage and drove straight to the Prince Consort's Mansion in Gongyonggu in the west of the city.
It was getting late, and people were hurriedly walking on the street. The carriage was smooth and steady, walking leisurely. Chang Yu was taking a nap in the carriage, but Lao Hu seemed a little nervous. He looked around from time to time, and there were even pedestrians passing by. It would make him terrified.
As a person from Chang Yu's family, although he is not an absolute confidant, he is still a close person after all. He has always been willing to be Chang Yu's coachman and masseur. Naturally, he knows some things that outsiders don't know. For example, after Chunxiang returned to Beijing, he found out There is a lot of news, including the fact that the capital has laid a dragnet just to kill Chang Yu.
If Chang Yu was in the palace, no one would dare to touch him, but it was a different story outside the imperial city. However, it was too much for him to go to the Prince Consort's Mansion alone at this time. Even if he was good at boxing and kicking, didn't he listen? Have you ever said that no matter how good your kung fu is, you are still afraid of the kitchen knife?
The Prince Consort's Mansion is in Anfufang, that is, the area south of Xi'an Gate in the Imperial City. Starting from Zhengyang Gate, Chang Yu had to go around half a circle, follow Jiangmi Lane and enter Dashi Yongfang, and then go north to enter Xiaoyongfang (Imperial Palace). The southeast corner of the city) has just arrived in Anfufang.
The sound of the carriage was pleasant to Chang Yu's ears. He was half awake and half asleep in a daze, which was quite leisurely. Until an angry shout woke him up, almost subconsciously, he took out the sharp knife from his arms and nestled it in his hand. He lifted the car curtain and stuck his head out: "What's wrong, Old Hu?"
"Are you rubbing it?" Lao Hu's face turned pale and he seemed to be very frightened. Chang Yu looked up and saw a carriage parked in front of him. It looked very luxurious. There were several servants beside the carriage who were yelling at Lao Hu. With.
"Mr. Chang, they can't be..." If it was an ordinary rear-end collision or something like that, Lao Hu would naturally not be so frightened. He was worried about assassins and the like.
"You are overthinking. They are not so bold to commit crimes in broad daylight."
Chang Yu sneered, patted Lao Hu, comforted him a few words, and then yelled to the other side: "Come on, what a big deal, isn't it just a little bit of trouble? I'll pay for the cost of repairing the car." Chang Yu stood On the carriage shaft, he secretly inserted the knife into his waist, took out the broken silver, and threw it towards a servant. He had something to do, so naturally he was too lazy to bother, and he didn't care who was responsible, he just wanted to leave as soon as possible.
The servants were scolding him fiercely, but when they saw a young man appear with extraordinary heroic spirit, they were overwhelmed by his aura and were speechless. Even the servant couldn't help but raise his hand to take the broken silver.
"Let's go." Chang Yu motioned to Lao Hu to drive. He turned around and was about to get into the car, but suddenly he felt a strong wind coming from behind him. He turned sideways in a hurry, and with a clang, a piece of broken silver fell by his feet, so he turned around and looked.
But I saw two young men getting out of the car, about fifteen or sixteen years old, looking at Chang Yu with disdain. One of them, a tall man, curled his lips and said: "Master, do I need your little money? I'll be fine if I crash the car." If you want to leave, do you and I still need the face of Yongfang in this hour?"
Chang Yu sighed, judging from the clothes and servants of these two people, they should be young masters from a wealthy family, but they looked like a dandy, and they were just like those hooligans who watched too much Young and Dangerous in the 1980s and 1990s. He looked like he was crazy about it.
"How are you doing?" Chang Yu pouted. There were many wealthy families in the capital, including the royal family, relatives and nobles. However, he didn't take it seriously. How could he be afraid of these young masters? .
"Kowtow to apologize and call Sheng Ye, leave fifty taels of silver and get out." The short boy rolled his eyes and said. Maybe in their eyes, Chang Yu was just a child of a well-off family.
Hey, Chang Yu sneered: "I'm not afraid of Feng Da's tongue flashing, you two are so perverse, it seems you have a good background!"
"That's natural. There are only a few kings in the capital. Our brothers are not so arrogant as to be arrogant, but at this time in Yongfang, this is what our brothers are." The tall boy said with a proud look on his face and extended his thumbs up!
"Really?" Chang Yu curled his lips and secretly thought that it was the home of a prince, general and prime minister, so he glanced at Lao Hu.
Lao Hu was silent for a moment and whispered: "Shenggong Yan?"
Yanshenggong is a title given by royal families in the past dynasties to the descendants of the eldest grandson of Confucius. It is a hereditary title. It started in the twelfth year of Emperor Gaozu of the Han Dynasty. However, at that time, Kong Teng, the eighth grandson of Confucius, was appointed as the enshrined king. It was not until the second year of Zhihe in the Song Dynasty that he was granted the title of Yanshenggong. The title of duke has been inherited and was an unattainable honor in ancient times.
Shit, Chang Yu rolled his eyes, wondering how these two virtues could be the disciples of Duke Yansheng.
Yes, Lao Hu glanced at Taipu Temple not far away: "Uncle Xuancheng"
"Uncle Xuancheng?" Chang Yu was startled!
"Yes, Mr. Chang, look over there is the Taipu Temple. Across the west street is the Yanshenggong Mansion. The big house to the north is the residence of Uncle Xuancheng!" Old Hu whispered and pointed it out to Chang Yu.
"Hey, I'm talking to you, are you deaf?" The tall man saw Chang Yu and Lao Hu whispering and ignored him. He suddenly became angry and reached out to grab a short stick from a servant nearby and smashed it at Chang Yu. Come!
Chang Yu raised his leg and kicked the short stick more than ten meters away, almost hitting the pedestrians who were watching the fun. However, the kick was handsome and unrestrained, which also attracted a lot of cheers, which made the two dudes a little annoyed, and they just got angry. At this moment, Chang Yu jumped out of the carriage and walked straight towards them.
"After Xuancheng Bo Zhongliang, he himself was a loyal person, how could he have given birth to you two who are so stupid! It's ridiculous that your family relied on Yan Shenggong's mansion but didn't learn anything well. What's the difference between being a libertine and a gangster on the street? "Chang Yu sneered, murderous intent lurking in the air, which made the servants on the opposite side feel a little chilly.
"You know that this young master belongs to Uncle Xuancheng's house, yet you dare to be so disrespectful!" The tall young master obviously did not realize that the danger was approaching.
"I respect Xuancheng Bowei Shitai, not you two bastards!" Chang Yu's face became colder and colder.
Xuanchengbo was the title of Wei Ying, Wei Qing's son. At this time, the last Xuanchengbo was Wei Shitai. After Chongzhen committed suicide, he was one of the few loyal ministers among the nobles who sacrificed their lives for the country.
"Beat him to death!" Seeing Chang Yu's rude words, the two dudes were angered and immediately yelled at the servant to take action!
"Hit me?" Chang Yu growled, raised his foot and kicked away the wooden stick that was about to be hit by a servant. With a whoosh sound, he rushed to the tall man as fast as lightning, clenched his fist and waved it in front of his eyes: "I'm going to punch you." I can knock you away!"
The tall man was frightened, his eyes were wide open and he was trembling and speechless. Not to mention him, even the servants and the onlookers were shocked. This man was so fast that he was so fast that he broke through the servants in the blink of an eye. When the defense line reached the Dandy, it was really terrifying.
"You want compensation? Okay!" Chang Yu suddenly yelled, raised his foot and kicked the wheel behind the tall man!
With a click, the iron-covered wheel was broken by his kick!
Suddenly, everyone around him couldn't help but let out a sigh, and then took a breath of air.
This kick must be very powerful!
"Is it enough?" Chang Yu sneered, looking at the tall man and asked.
The tall guy kept trembling and couldn't speak. Chang Yu turned his head and looked at the short guy again, and the guy actually let out a howl.
Chang Yu couldn't help but secretly sigh, thinking how brave these dandy ancestors were, but today's generation is not as good as the previous one...
sorrow! Chang Yu shook his head, turned back to the car, turned over and jumped in, patted Lao Hu and drove away. Yes, he left in a grand manner without anyone stopping him.
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