"You can tear off this page." After finishing the matters outside, Wang Zhengui opened the curtain, walked into the back room, and said to the thin-handed man at the table.
The man panicked and accepted the order. He tore open the old paper on the list with the names of the four counselors and replaced it with a new one.
"You know what you should write." Wang Zhengui swirled the pen in the inkstone and handed it to his hand.
How could he not understand? He took a pen and wrote quickly on the paper. In a moment, all Zhengui's confidants were placed on the counselor's seat.
Wang Zhengui then narrowed his eyes and smiled, and held his hand tightly: "Thank you for your hard work. I will give you the money in the future, not a penny less."
"Mr. Zhu, Mr. Song! Mr. Siyuan from Futai is here!" Several bookboys shouted along the road and ran up to the hall excitedly.
Zhu Che and Song Zhang looked at each other, they were both very happy, and then ordered: "Order all the scholars, big and small, and all the workers and staff in the academy to go to the outer courtyard and kneel down to welcome him!"
It was noon, and Wang Zhengui had just gone to his home to get some money. When he heard that the court had arrived, he hurriedly put aside the current affairs and hurried to greet the chief.
He, Zhu Che and others had knelt down and worshiped, so they held a banquet in the hall. The chief minister ate a lot of food, but he was afraid that drinking would cause trouble, so he refused to drink too much, so everyone gave up.
After removing the banquet table, Zhu Che invited the director to enter the outer study for discussion. Zhengui and others were followed behind him, who brought chairs and sat down.
Zhu Che looked at this man with a heavy back and a thunderous face. He judged that he was definitely not a civil servant. He couldn't help but ask: "What position does the officer hold now?"
Siyuan cupped his hands and replied: "A certain person has been in the garrison position for many years."
"Defense?" Zhu Che's face looked a little strange. He didn't know what the government wanted to do with a military attache sent here.
"Defense is an important local task, and it is suddenly transferred here. It would be unsightly to pay attention to one thing and neglect the other." Zhu Che said, twirling his beard and frowning.
Siyuan smiled and said: "Sir, you misunderstood. It's just that Jianghuai is in peace recently and we have nothing to do, so I specially applied for this position, and it is also a test for those who come after me."
Zhu Che laughed loudly: "My academy is not a dangerous place, so where does it come from? A group of well-informed and reasonable people, it is enough for adults to care."
The two talked for a while, and Zhu Che just stood up and ordered people to choose a spacious room and clean it so that he could serve the imperial court.
He took the opportunity to walk out of the house and secretly said to Wang Zhengui: "How can my small academy be worthy of supervision by a guard? Besides, he is a military attache, so there may be something fishy in this."
Zhengui replied calmly: "This shows that the government attaches great importance to you, and even sends such a high official to show its respect; as for the military attache, it is probably to scare your colleagues so that they will not violate the rules and regulations. This is also my speculation, the government The great power in Taiwan’s chest is truly unknowable.”
But Zhu Che still had doubts: "Although what Brother Xian said is reasonable, Zhu is still worried."
Wang Zhengui further advised: "Since Mr. Zhu is determined to make friends with the government, there is no need to doubt what they are doing. If we don't trust each other, we will accomplish nothing. Mr. Futai supports you very much. Don't you see this?" Not clear?"
Zhu Che finally gave up some of the doubts in his heart and went back to the house to rest alone.
After getting rid of all the things in front of him, Wang Zhengui hurriedly gathered his money and headed to Cebo's house. Unexpectedly, they happened to meet the thin-handed man on the road. In order to prevent others from seeing him, they went to the room together. Zhengui took off his robe and gave him a bag of silver. He also ordered: "This is what I took from home." Come here, you weigh it, it’s five taels in total. Although this is a lot of money, don’t spend it in a hurry. After three days, a big event will happen in the academy. At that time, you can spend the day, drink and live happily. "
The poor man immediately took the money and thanked me profusely: "Master Wang has treated me so kindly, it is nothing to endure it for a while. When you get promoted and make a fortune, I will definitely reward you with generous gifts. "
Zhen Gui left with peace of mind, leaving the weak man staring at the money closely.
Although this thin-handed man was a scholar, he had always made a living by selling calligraphy. After entering the academy, he received a small salary from the book office, which allowed him to support his family and occasionally eat chicken, duck, and fish. In the past two days, I had just seized the opportunity to scrape five taels of silver from Wang Yanke. He almost fell asleep with the money on his pillow, thinking hard about how to spend it every day, so that he couldn't sleep. His heart felt like someone was scratching it, and he felt no happiness in his body.
He couldn't bear it anymore, weighed the bag of silver again, and thought: 'The big thing Wang Zhengui mentioned was nothing more than the destruction of the academy. Now that he has taken over the power, several counselors have been replaced by his confidants, and the guards are still there to control the situation, who dares to say no? If I spend this money now, it won't hinder the overall situation, right? '
After thinking about it, he happily took the money and went out to have fun.
He had just drank a lot from the restaurant, his face was red, and he staggered downstairs, but he bumped into Vice Dean Song Zhang on the street.
"Where did you drink so much? Do you care about the serious things in the academy?" Seeing that he was about to pounce on him, Song Zhang took a few steps back and asked sternly.
"No, I didn't drink much," he replied drunkenly, with the unpleasant smell of alcohol coming out of his mouth, "I just had a big meal at the restaurant and spent five taels of silver!"
"When did you save the money?" Song Zhang was suddenly startled, and his eyes moved alertly.
"What are you saving!" He waved his arm with a thin palm, "Dean Song, this is a reward from Mr. Wang's kindness. He told me to drink it until I die!"
Song Zhang pinched his nose and looked him up and down with fear.
"Ah? Wang Zhengui..."
Zhu Che stood up slowly, feeling a little unsteady.
"I had suspected before that he was not upright and had evil plans," Song Zhang said from the side. "Now it seems that I am five or six points right."
"Then the four counselors tried to persuade me before, but I still didn't agree with it," Zhu Che nervously tugged at the hem of his clothes, "call them over quickly and ask what's going on!"
"Yes!" Song Zhang turned around and went out, calling to the book boy: "Please ask Counselor Han to call Liu, Zhao and Ma over!"
The moon has risen into the sky, but the clouds are getting thicker and thicker, and the bright light seems to be unable to hit Zhu Che's face. He was extremely anxious facing the flickering lights.
"Why haven't they arrived yet..." He lit the candle again and heard Song Zhang dragging his heavy footsteps, "Vice President Song?"
Song Zhang's eyes were empty, his limbs seemed to be floating in the air, the sweat on his head kept flowing down, and his face was uncharacteristically pale, as if he had been painted with a layer of white paint.
He seemed to be struggling to walk up to Zhu Che and said in a weak tone: "Dean Zhu...Dean Zhu...Counselor Han and other four people have all been dismissed and their names have been removed."
