In the capital, there is a yamen for bad people.
As soon as Zhao Xun entered the door, he saw a young man wearing a green leather cap running over in a hurry. He came to Wangcai and said: "Master, it's not good..."
Zhao Xun naturally knew this young man. This guy's name is Pan Yan, and he is a wealthy scholar. On weekdays, Wangcai would always be given some food.
"What happened? Speak slowly."
"The Yamen... someone from the Yamen is here, asking you to go there quickly."
Wangcai Rao was very calm, but he was also surprised.
Although his family is not from a top-notch family, it is still considered a respectable family in Chang'an. Who wouldn’t give three points of thin noodles?
Wangcai is an extremely cute young man. He is harmless to humans and animals. How could he violate the taboo of the Yamen?
Wangcai took a deep breath and tried to calm down.
"Are they from the county government or the government government?"
The little book boy said with a bitter look on his face: "Captain Cui is an old man from Jingzhao Mansion. How can I recognize him? Young master, you have to be careful. I think they are coming in a menacing manner and have bad intentions."
Wangcai smiled faintly: "If you are upright, you are not afraid of slanted shadows. I haven't done anything harmful to nature, so what are you afraid of?"
After saying that, he tossed his sleeves and walked away.
Zhao Xun shouted quickly: "Wangcai, be more careful. If anything happens, call me."
Wangcai smiled slightly and said, "Brother Mingyun, don't worry, they don't dare to do anything to me."
The Bad Man's Yamen was not far from Jingzhao Mansion, and it didn't take Wangcai long to arrive in front of the Jingzhao Mansion Yamen.
I saw a few big and powerful government officials standing in front of the gate of Jingzhao Mansion. Wangcai paused and continued walking forward.
"A certain person is Pan Jinxing. He is named Wangcai and works in the Delinquency Office. I heard that the eldest master asked me to appear in court, so I rushed back here."
The servant burst out laughing after hearing this.
"You, a young man, are really not afraid of tigers. Do you think going to court is just a joke? With an order from Mr. Fu Yin, they can knock you down and beat you up in the hall. This meal of stir-fried bamboo shoots and meat will definitely make a difference. It will make your skin and flesh raw and painful."
Wang Cai was not intimidated. He followed Zhao Xun to solve cases all day long in the Bad People's Yamen, and he saw many big scenes. He really didn't pay attention to a mere Jingzhao government office.
He cleared his throat and said calmly: "Jing Zhaoyin is the Qingtian Master of our Chang'an City. He is fair and strict. I have not committed any crime. I believe Jing Zhaoyin will understand clearly and clear my name. In that case, boy What’s there to fear?”
The yamen officer nodded.
"I'm afraid you'll have to ask Cui Capt. for the specific details."
In fact, he didn't believe that such a fat young man could commit any serious evil. Besides, the specific details were explained to Cui Captou directly by Tang Zun, so he had no way of knowing.
"In that case, I will go see Cui Captou."
Wangcai nodded slightly and stepped into Jingzhao Mansion.
But he said that he walked all the way through the courtyard to the arresting room where Cui Captou was. Cui Captou has been working in the government office all year round. He is naturally not an elegant person and has a violent expression on his face.
Wangcai came closer, bowed his hands to Cui Baotou and said, "I, Wangcai, have met Cui Baotou."
When Cui Captou heard this, he smiled happily and said, "Are you the one who wants to make money?"
"Replacement guaranteed."
"That's it. Follow me quickly to see Mr. Jing Zhaoyin."
Cui Captou showed joy on his face, got up and was about to pull Wangcai out.
Wangcai's ability to observe words and emotions was first-class. After some observation, he concluded that this was definitely not a bad thing, and he was relieved.
He walked around the screen wall and followed Cui Captou through the hall. Guessing that they had reached the second hall, Cui Captou stopped and looked back and said softly: "Xiao Langjun, please wait here for a moment."
Wangcai nodded slightly and smiled in return.
Cui Captou quickly walked to an old locust tree, chatted a few words with the elegant man in his forties under the tree, and then stepped back.
"Master Jingzhao Yin wants to meet you in the backyard. There are adults' family members there. It's not convenient for us to go there. You can follow Master Qian in after a while."
Wangcai sighed softly.
It seems that Master Qian has the trust of Jing Zhaoyin, otherwise he would not be able to enter and exit the backyard at will.
Wangcai walked up to Master Qian, bowed and said, "I have met Master Qian."
Master Qian gently stroked the beard on his chin and said with a smile, "Come with me."
Wangcai didn't dare to ask for help, so he agreed and followed Master Qian forward.
They walked along a cobblestone path, passed through a moon gate, and arrived at the backyard.
Master Qian put his hands behind his back and said as he walked: "Do you know why the Lord wants to see you?"
"Young man, I don't know. Please ask Mr. Qian for advice."
"Li Shaoqing wrote a letter to your Majesty to protect your matchmaking."
Master Qian turned his head and said.
Wangcai couldn't help but be stunned.
Media protection?
Soon he understood what Master Qian meant.
This Li Shaoqing should be his grandfather Li Zhen.
Now he lives in Taipu Temple, Shaoqing, and it is a habit in official circles to address people by their official titles.
It's really dumbfounding to go through such a big circle just for the sake of matchmaking.
However, a stone hanging in Wangcai's heart finally fell to the ground.
As long as it's not a disaster, that's fine.
He hugged Master Qian gratefully and said, "Thank you, Master Qian."
Master Qian took the initiative to show his kindness to Yu Wangcai, naturally because he was very optimistic about him.
This is undoubtedly an excellent opportunity for Wangcai, and he must seize it.
Master Qian nodded with satisfaction, looking like a child who could be taught.
"My lord is reading in the study, please come with me."
After that, he walked towards a house that didn't look too big.
Wangcai hurriedly followed up.
The door of the room was ajar. Master Qian knocked twice and said, "Dong Weng, I've brought you here."
After a while, a faint voice came from inside the house: "Let him come in."
Master Qian then opened the door and nodded to Wangcai behind him.
Wangcai took a deep breath, straightened his robes, and stepped into the house.
There is incense burning in the house, but it’s hard to say what incense brings wealth.
He followed Master Qian's footsteps around the screen and came to an ebony book case.
A well-proportioned middle-aged man sat behind the desk. Although he was not wearing official uniform, he exuded the air of a superior person.
This must be Jing Zhaoyin.
Wangcai brewed some emotions, took a step forward, saluted and said, "I'll pay my respects to you, sir."
"As expected, he comes from a scholarly family and knows etiquette."
Jing Zhaoyin put down the scroll in his hand and looked at Wangcai carefully.
"Don't be nervous. I came to you today to ask for your opinion. Your grandfather, Taipusi Li Shaoqing, wrote a letter to protect your matchmaking. You must know this."
Wangcai secretly cursed in his heart, "What do you mean by asking for my opinion? It's obviously because you are worried about it and want to check out the potential son-in-law."
However, there was no expression on his face, and he replied very calmly: "Late students know a thing or two."
Although Wangcai didn't know that his grandfather actually wrote a letter to Jing Zhaoyin before, Jing Zhaoyin would definitely not believe it if he said he had no knowledge of it at all, so he could only use such ambiguous words to get over it first.
It can be seen that this Jing Zhaoyin is very satisfied with the prosperity, but he is also very good at cultivating his Qi. After a long time, he said calmly: "What do you think of this matter?"
"The orders of parents and the words of matchmakers. How dare you speak nonsense when you are late?"
Wangcai blurted out the answer almost without thinking.
The Great Zhou Dynasty governed the world with filial piety. From the emperor to the common people, everyone valued filial piety.
What is filial piety? Xiao means filial piety. Only following the wishes of parents is filial piety.
If someone is not filial and rebellious, who can withstand the label of being unfilial and rebellious?
"kindness."
Jing Zhaoyin didn't comment too much, just nodded slightly.
After a moment of silence, Jing Zhaoyin suddenly changed the subject and said: "I admire Li Shaoqing's character very much. Since he wrote a letter to protect your matchmaking, I naturally want to give him face. This marriage between Xian Sheng and my daughter is very important." Let’s make a decision for now.”
He paused for a moment, then added: "Looking at Xiansheng's age, he should be underage, so how about setting the wedding date in three years?"
Wangcai cursed the old fox in his heart. Obviously you want to see my future development before making a decision, yet you can still say it so grandly.
If Wangcai's career goes smoothly in the future, he will naturally be happy to recruit such a golden son-in-law.
If the wealth cannot hold up the wall, you can find any reason to terminate the engagement at that time.
For Jing Zhaoyin, this marriage is a sure profit.
"I still have to discuss this matter with my parents and give you a reply tomorrow. If there is nothing else to do, I will not disturb you."
Wang Cai rushed to Jing Zhaoyin and cupped his hands, then turned and left.
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After leaving Jingzhao Mansion, Wangcai immediately returned to the Bad People's Office.
Seeing that Wangcai was back, Zhao Xun immediately stepped forward and asked with concern: "How's it going? Is Jing Zhaoyin giving you a hard time?"
Zhao Xun and Jing Zhaoyin are old acquaintances. If he makes things difficult for Wangcai, if Zhao Xun goes to intercede, he may achieve good results.
But Wangcai smiled awkwardly and said, "Brother Mingyun, where did you think you were going? I told you everything would be fine before you left."
"Then what is it that requires you to make a special trip?"
Seeing Wangcai hesitating like this, Zhao Xun was really worried.
"Well, it's Jing Zhaoyin who wants to recruit me as his son-in-law."
"What!"
Zhao Xun was simply shocked.
To attract wealth as a son-in-law, what does Jingzhao Yin do?
"Oh, I'm telling you the truth. My grandfather was Li Zhen, the young minister of Taipu Temple. He wrote a letter to Jing Zhaoyin to talk about matchmaking. Jing Zhaoyin then asked me to go, firstly to ask if I was willing, and secondly. You came here to inspect me."
Wangcai said helplessly.
"Tsk, tsk, I really belong to you. I didn't expect that you are also a son of an official."
Zhao Xun always thought that Wangcai was the home of merchants. After all, Wangcai's influence in Chang'an's business community was obvious to all. Basically, there was nothing in the business world that Wangcai could not accomplish.
As a result, after going around for a while, he discovered that Wangcai was also a descendant of an official.
Now that I think about it, it makes sense.
After all, it is impossible for merchants in Chang'an City to become big without a backer.
For the Pan family to have such a large business, their wealthy background must be unusual.
"I came back this time to ask for leave from Brother Mingyun. I have to go home. I have to ask my parents about marriage matters."
Zhao Xun smiled and nodded: "That's how it should be."
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Pan Mansion.
"The Bodhisattva has appeared. The Bodhisattva has appeared."
Mrs. Pan Li clasped her hands very piously, returned her vow to the Bodhisattva, and then took the wealth into her arms.
"Son, you are scared to death. The people in the Yamen didn't make things difficult for you, did they? Although your father is not an official, our Pan family has some status at least. I think Jing Zhaoyin will take it into consideration."
It turns out that Wangcai's mother, Pan Li, went to Leyouyuan this morning, and had a vegetarian meal at the Jinguang Temple in Leyouyuan at noon. After returning home, she learned from the little book boy that Wangcai had gone there. Jingzhao Mansion Yamen.
"My son is unfilial and makes my mother worried."
Wangcai quickly admitted his mistake.
"It'll be good to come back, it'll be good to come back."
Mrs. Pan Li patted Zhu Xu on the shoulder, and then said with a smile: "Look at what we two are standing at the door of this house. Let's go in and talk."
Mother and son entered the room one after another. After they sat down respectively, Mrs. Pan Li asked: "Why did the people from the Yamen ask you to go to the hall?"
Wangcai smiled and explained: "Mother misunderstood. Master Jing Zhaoyin didn't ask me to go to the Yamen to interrogate my son, but to call him as his son-in-law."
"What, are you telling the truth?"
Pan Li was stunned when she heard this and asked, "Jing Zhaoyin really wants to call you as his son-in-law?"
"Grandpa personally wrote a letter to secure a match for his son, and Jing Zhaoyin agreed."
Wangcai said truthfully.
"Ah, that's it."
Pan Li nodded slightly.
"Mother, was it you who wrote to grandpa to ask him to be the matchmaker?"
Wangcai coughed and said.
After hearing this, Mrs. Pan Li gently tapped Wangcai's eyebrows and said, "If mother knew about it, would you still be so worried? It's your grandpa who is making arrangements for you. Don't blame your grandpa for being troublesome. What about the situation of our Pan family? It’s not that I don’t know, your eldest father has never been an official. Your grandpa is getting old, and there is no telling which day he will become an official. In the officialdom, it is easy for people to take their time. If you don’t replace him while he is still here, After some planning, there really is no chance.”
Wangcai said quickly: "My mother has worked so hard, and my son is very touched."
"Then how did you reply to Jing Zhaoyin?"
"I don't dare to make the decision when my son tells him about marriage matters. I have to ask my parents before I can make any decision."
"Ah, that makes sense."
Pan Li was very pleased with what he heard.
After hesitating for a moment, she asked in a deep voice: "My son is really willing to marry Jing Zhaoyin's daughter?"
"My son is willing."
Wangcai said straightforwardly.
"Ah, great, this is so great. It must be the blessing of the Bodhisattva, it must be the blessing of the Bodhisattva."
Mrs. Pan Li was so excited that tears filled her eyes, and she clasped her hands together to repay her vow to the Bodhisattva devoutly.
She is a believer in Buddhism, and in her opinion, all this is naturally the result of the Bodhisattva.
Wangcai's decision to agree to the marriage so simply was of course a decision made after weighing the pros and cons.
Besides, his grandpa brought such a good opportunity to him, how could the wealth still disgrace his grandpa?
"Mother, if you agree, I will go and reply to Mr. Jing Zhaoyin tomorrow. My son is still young and we can get married in three years."
Wangcai said, striking while the iron is hot.
"I agree, my mother naturally agrees. Although your father is not in Chang'an, he must be very willing to marry Jing Zhaoyin. You go to the Yamen early tomorrow morning, and don't let Jing Zhaoyin think that our Pan family is deliberately neglecting us. "
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