Cai Xianqing strode up to him: "I am already over fifty years old, but I still want to gain fame, wealth, purple robes and gold ribbons, and a long history. This is a beautiful thing that many people can only dream of! But now for me It's so close! Even though other people look down on actors, I, as an actor, look down on them... As long as I get rid of this despicable profession when the time comes and change my status, I will be able to soar to the sky. day!"
"Mr. Cai, you have great ambitions, but I can't." After hearing what he said, Ye Yongjia sneered at himself.
"I'm surprised," he smacked his mouth in dissatisfaction, "It stands to reason that you can defeat someone like Lu Deguang, so you should be more confident. Why can't you do it?"
Ye Yongjia shook his head and sighed: "Although Lu Deguang is dead, he is still lingering around here like a ghost. Because of him, I became an executioner who killed innocent people indiscriminately and was burdened with thousands of infamy... Do you understand? When I think about the fact that my hands are still stained with fresh human blood, I may kill more people in the future... In this case, who dares to seek glory and wealth among a pile of bones?"
Cai Xianqing smiled disapprovingly and then fell silent.
The two were silent for a moment, then saw the six ministers and other high officials arriving one after another, and then dispersed.
Ye Yongjia stepped forward to chat with the officials for a while, and saw people gradually coming and going in the hall. All the servants, big and small, were busy moving chairs, carrying tables, serving dishes, and arranged the banquet in the middle of the hall and placed it in front of the north wall. After the stage was cleaned up, the attendants stood aside, waiting for the prince to take his seat.
"Congratulations to King Wanjun!"
Ye Yongjia raised his head, and everyone kneeled down to Wan He like a mountain.
"Everyone, please get up quickly!" Wan Heshun walked in with a kind smile and said.
"yes."
Ye Yongjia stood up honestly.
Wan Heshun stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, then looked around at everyone and said, "This young man is the new Nanjing magistrate. Have you all seen it? What do you think of him?"
"The prefect can achieve such a high-level official position in his thirties. He is really a gifted person, a gifted person!" the censor of the Metropolitan Procuratorate praised.
"How dare you, how dare you... I still have to learn from you all," Ye Yongjia said quickly, not daring to act too presumptuously in front of Wan Heshun.
"Don't be so modest. If you have anything to say, just say it. I still want to talk to you. Come, take a seat!" Wan Heshun helped him into the banquet and asked him to sit on the chair on his left.
Everyone toasted, Wan He drank it and said, "Ask Operator Cai to bring his troupe up, play music and sing!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the music on both sides started to play, and the stage was hurriedly arranged. Cai Xianqing yelled at the costumed actors, and they hurriedly pulled their robes and walked up.
Wan Heshun was listening to music and eating, shaking his head leisurely, feeling uncomfortable; while the officials were timid, not daring to touch their chopsticks, and didn't even take a sip of wine.
"I heard that Magistrate Ye took care of Lu Deguang?" Wan Heshun asked casually.
"This..." Ye Yongjia hesitated for a moment, "It's all thanks to the imperial court. I was just a colleague at the time, how could I easily bring him down..."
"I have to say that Liu Zhennian is also very powerful. He was able to join forces with you to take over Chenzhou..." The chopstick in his hand touched the wine cup lightly, which sounded like a warning bell in Ye Yongjia's heart.
He was so frightened that he trembled all over. Knowing that Wan Heshun suspected that he was a member of the Liu Party, he hurriedly wiped his sweat and argued: "This is the clear view of the court. I have no significant contribution to this matter, but He is temporarily serving as a supervising official. If the official was really capable, he would not have made such a fuss that he lost the Jinshi..."
"Yes, I was the one who interceded for you in the first place!" Wan Heshun nodded. Ye Yongjia felt relieved when he saw that Wan Heshun understood what he meant.
"I heard that you wanted to go to Zhuo's house a few days ago?" Wan Heshun said with a smile, "Are you attracted to his daughter?"
Ye Yongjia was shocked. He didn't know how he knew it. He just lowered his head and answered tremblingly: "It is true..."
"What's so embarrassing to say? The boss is alone. It's too late to get a wife at this time. It's a good thing to think about it early!" Wan Heshun consoled him kindly. But Ye Yongjia felt no warmth from it, only fear that pierced his bones.
He felt deeply powerless again, and the despair of being at the mercy of others came to his heart again. Fortunately, Wan He was speechless after that, which also made Ye Yongjia relaxed a lot and quietly let out a sigh.
He ate a few hastily, not wanting to watch the opera performers singing, but looking at Wan Heshun who was mesmerized by the opera. After a while, the song ended, Wan He stood up and said:
"I see that you have all eaten and drank enough, and the play has been played. How about we clear the banquet?"
"The prince is absolutely right!" Ye Yongjia wiped his sweat first and responded urgently.
The servants removed the banquet, and Ye Yongjia only said goodbye to Wan Heshun, then hurriedly arranged the sedan chair and headed back home without staying any longer.
He returned to the house, asked his servant to bring him his plain clothes, and immediately changed into them. The servant saw that his face was pale, as if he had been smeared with flour; his limbs were weak and his spirit was sleepy. He lowered his voice and said, "If the master is not feeling well, I will not talk to Mr. Wei tomorrow about the Zhuo family's land measurement."
Ye Yongjia tugged on his clothes and walked to the door of the bedroom. Then he turned around and smiled softly: "I have to go." As he said that, he closed the door.
The servant didn't know what it meant, so he shook his head and walked away, scratching his head.
"Master Wei, tell me, why did the magistrate suddenly say that he needed to create a land register and clear the land? If this is really the case, why would he only go to the family named Zhuo?"
Wei Chong sneered disdainfully: "I don't know what's wrong with this magistrate. He insists on finding such a despicable woman..." Just as he was speaking, he turned around——
"Master Magistrate, you are here!" Wei Chong hurriedly stopped talking, walked forward with a smile, and dusted Ye Yongjia's clothes.
"Have you done your inquiry yesterday?" Ye Yongjia asked seriously.
"Of course I have to ask about it. Zhuo Lengping is about 20 years old. She was engaged three years ago and was about to be married. Her father died suddenly. With this death, she could only stay for three years in vain. I have been filial piety for many years. As a result, I made people unhappy and canceled the marriage certificate, which was a delay of many years. In my opinion, you should find a girl who is sixteen, seventy or eight years old..."
"I understand." Ye Yongjia interrupted him directly, "Then go. But don't make it look like our motives are impure. We have to do it in a serious manner!" At this point, he lowered his head as if embarrassed. Head, couldn't help but chuckle.
