The night is dark, the moon shadow is deep, the breeze is blowing, the insects are chirping, and there are many thoughts, all welcoming the spring.
In the small courtyard of Liquanxing in the capital city, Ye Sangen and Black and White Wuchang were sent away. Yue Baizhi, who also left quickly under the secret instructions of Ye Sangen, needed to go to the small courtyard in Xinghua Alley to get the large ring knife.
These three women were once again left in the courtyard - two women and one girl.
Xiao Cha helped Ye Hao back to the house, and He Qingshan went to close the door. He had just left Gu Buyi not long ago. The rich middle-aged man who was responsible for all the affairs of the Beggar Gang in the capital returned again, whispered to He Qingshan, and left again. .
Back and forth, back and forth. In the past few days, after the acting gang leader He Qingshan and the old gang leader's granddaughter Xiao Cha came to Beijing, the Jingyi Sect, which had been able to enjoy the success of the Beggar Clan for a long time, really did it with their own hands. Whenever there was any trouble, the first It's time to report, so don't dare to neglect it.
Those who move their mouths at the top will break their legs by running away. This has been the case since ancient times.
Entering the room, He Qingshan glanced at Ye Haoyou who had gone to the back room to rest. He looked at Xiao Cha neatly making the bed and cursed that this little girl seemed to have become so distant from him in the past two days.
Leaning at the door, the storyteller who led the largest gang in the world said: "We have inquired about all the matters related to the spring palace. At noon, Zhongshu issued the order. The examiner was Xiao Zhili, the Minister of Rites, and the three deputy examiners were Shen Xingzhi, the Minister of Zhongshu. The Imperial Academy offered sacrifices to Qin Dai, the imperial censor He Guangmin, nine inspectors, secretaries and provincial secretaries Cheng Liu Nanru, Shangshu and provincial ministers Wailang Gu Yue, Menxia Provincial Recorder Teng Xiao, imperial censor Luo Yingxing, Doctor of Taixue..."
"Teng Xiao?"
Ye Xieyou, who was standing aside waiting for Xiao Cha to pack, turned to face He Qingshan, his eyes dull and empty.
He Qingshan subconsciously let out an "arrogant" sound, then smiled playfully and teased: "What, you still miss me?"
"roll."
This caused Ye Xie to laugh and scold, "You have nothing else in your mind every day. Why are you always thinking about random things?"
Old God He Qingshan is here, "I just want to dig out some interesting things from the second young lady of the Ye family, and change it into a few jokes, so that all the men in the world who admire the second young lady will know that you are also a lover who is always merciful. .”
Ye Xieyou couldn't help but laugh. He ignored this storyteller who had never been a decent storyteller since he met him, and said, "How long has Teng Xiao been staying in the position of recording things under the door?"
He Qingshan was surprised and laughed at himself: "I am a commoner, and I just lead a group of beggars to make a living. As long as I don't starve to death, Miss Er, you think too highly of me. Do you still expect me to care about the replacement of officials in the imperial court every day?"
Ye Xiayou couldn't help but smile, "Just think I'm talking to myself."
He Qingshan then put on a bad smile and joked: "Do you want me to help inquire about this young master of the Teng family, but you are embarrassed to say it?"
Ye Xiayou ignored him, and sat on the edge of the bed with Xiaocha's support, counting with his fingers, "It was September of the third year of Wen Sheng, and it is now February of the seventh year of Wen Sheng, which is less than four years."
Seeing that Ye Xiayou was deep in thought, He Qingshan, who was joking and asking for trouble, answered, "Isn't it abnormal?"
Seeing Ye Xiayou nodding in agreement, He Qingshan added: "The son of the chief minister has been doing provincial affairs records for more than three years from the seventh-rank sect. It is indeed abnormal. His eldest brother Teng Ji is now Taichang Qing of the third rank. The same rank as the six ministers."
Ye Xiayou couldn't help but tease in a funny way: "Don't you know these high-ranking officials in the DPRK quite well?"
He Qingshan smiled awkwardly, "I still know a little about what's happening on the surface."
Regarding the fact that He Qingshan had just made fun of him and retaliated on the spot if he had any "vengeance", Ye Xiayou did not continue to tease this storyteller with a casual nature, saying: "His eldest brother Teng Ji, in his twenties, wrote an article "Kyoto" "Fu" shocked the imperial court, and was promoted to the fifth rank of Taichang Temple Prime Minister by the late Emperor Wu Jian. He started with such a high profile, and it took more than ten years to reach a mere third rank, and there is nothing outstanding about him."
He Qingshan curled his lips and said, "There are not many capable people in your eyes."
"You're quite capable at the third watch." Ye Xia'er's eyebrows were crescent and she was smiling, "We siblings are all pretty good. Although Ye Jiazi is not satisfactory, he can barely get by."
Knowing that the two sisters of the Ye family, who were born just one breath later in no particular order, had trivial conflicts and disliked each other since they were children, He Qingshan remembered that once, one year ago Ye Jiazi, who had not been able to return to Panshan Mountain for a few times, was injured because he took his ten-year-old Ye Jiazi to fight with someone in the martial arts field in the back mountain in the middle of the night. That night, more than a hundred people on the mountaintop could not find this natural Buddha and his family. The boss of the Ye family.
At that time, He Qingshan, who had followed his long-tongued master He You to Depan Mountain for the first time, clearly remembered that the mountains and plains were filled with warriors wearing armor and carrying guns. It was said that the voice calling "Miss Jiazi" could be heard even in the capital.
In the end, it was She Chentan who was the most playful among the soldiers and brought back this eldest daughter who practiced Buddhism. It is said that it was Ye Haoyun who fooled the two of them all night long.
Naturally, She Chentan was severely beaten by the angry old man on the mountain, and Ye Jiazi was punished by her mother, Jiang Shan, for copying the Diamond Sutra a hundred times. The tired little girl cried and wrote at the end. Who wouldn't pity her? ?
On the contrary, the old god Ye Xiayou was there at the time, and somehow stayed out of the matter, and even shamelessly made fun of Ye Jiazi for playing with things.
He Qingshan rolled his eyes and said: "Yes, yes, you are all very powerful."
Ye Xiayou didn't seem to hear the teasing in He Qingshan's words, and continued: "Teng Xiao is different from his brother. Although he is only less than thirty, he is not good at writing or martial arts, but he only focuses on reading the books of sages. But he became a rote reader. He spent all day quoting scriptures. He could memorize the things in the books better than anyone else. The key was to really ask him to take the eight-part imperial examination. He was afraid that he would have trouble solving the questions. To be able to become a recorder of the seventh grade, Running errands for those servants and ministers is entirely based on his father's face and has nothing to do with his ability. In this way, it is abnormal for him to be an inspector, which is difficult for others to understand. . It’s not that it’s strange because he hasn’t been promoted for many years, but it’s unusual for him to be an examiner. Being an examiner means that he can recruit talents and recruit students. When the time comes, he will have a lot of staff and disciples under him, and promotion will be just around the corner. . He is a nerd, and he has never done any spring training himself. What does it mean to ask him to go on inspection tour?"
He Qingshan tilted his head and really started to think. Such guessing is what they like to do in this job. Maybe they can get some inspiration in a flash of inspiration.
Out of interest, this world-renowned storyteller guessed: "Is the Holy One going to reuse him?"
Ye Xiayou asked, "Are you using him more?"
He Qingshan didn't know why.
Ye Xieyou didn't need her to think about it, and explained: "Such a useless talent who cannot be put to great use, the so-called useless thing is just the existence of his father that makes him tasteless and a pity to abandon, let him go on patrol , isn’t it just to let Teng Wuji taste some sweetness?”
He Qingshan nodded and asked doubtfully: "So, what's the use of all this?"
"This is what I want to do."
Before He Qingshan could think about the seriousness of it, Ye Xiayou said again: "You have always wanted to know where I want to start. As you wish, I will tell you now."
He Qingshan, whose expression was obviously a little energetic, had a faint smile on his lips.
On the first day, whether it was Gu Buyi's sudden arrival that interrupted the conversation between the two of them, the far-flung second lady of the Ye family's hesitant attempt to get at it, or the sudden change in the palace, He Qingshan didn't get what he wanted. Want the answer.
Although he has a turbulent relationship with this family, and although He Qingshan is also afraid that this reckless woman will not behave according to common sense, since he has chosen to go with her all the way, He Qingshan still wants to break the casserole and ask for the truth. Find out if it involves a bottom line that no one else dares to think about.
Just when he was about to say something in agreement, he saw Xiaocha on the side also staring at Ye Xiayou attentively without squinting. He Qingshan waved his hand, "Xiaocha, go boil a pot of water."
Xiaocha, who was as big as a kid, was stunned, looked at the darkening sky outside, frowned and said, "Why are you boiling water? You drink too much water at night and pee in the middle of the night."
"Can I wash my feet?"
Xiaocha curled her lips and left reluctantly.
The door to the outhouse made a heavy closing sound, and He Qingshan asked cautiously: "Tell me, what do you want to do."
Naturally hearing the worry in He Qingshan's tone, Ye Haoyun didn't take it seriously and said slowly: "On the eve of spring, students from all over the world gathered in the capital, and there were many literati and poets who joined in the fun, just to feel the passing of thousands of troops. The atmosphere of the single-plank bridge, after all, there are thousands of koi carp, but only a few people cross the dragon gate, whether it is a dragon or an insect, in one fell swoop. My limerick, spread through the mouth of He Zimen, is to make people all over the world. Because of the escort agency from Yanzhou, they thought of Xianyuan Xingtan, the holy place in their hearts. In this way, they will naturally know this poem by heart, and then..."
As if he was complacent about the plan he had in mind, the smile on Ye Xia You's face grew stronger, and he actually chuckled twice and said inconsistently: "There are many literati who are noble, and if their interests are touched, they will definitely attack them in groups."
He Qingshan, who was still waiting for Ye Hao'er to continue, waited for a few breaths before continuing. She heard the ambiguity and said in a daze: "So, how do you touch their interests?"
"Chun Wei." Ye Xiayou said with a look of disdain, "You still don't understand? Do you have to say it so clearly? I was just talking about Chun Wei, why, can't you figure it out?"
He Qingshan was stunned.
It seemed that she kept talking but never got to the point. She stopped talking halfway and was just guessing, right?
He Qingshan asked thoughtfully: "What do you want Teng Xiao to do?"
Ye Xiayou shook his head and said, "I don't want Teng Xiao to do anything."
After a brief pause, the woman, who had her own calculations in her mind, arched her eyebrows and said, "What should I do with Teng Xiao?"
Ye Xiayou changed the subject, "You asked me how to do it the first day. The reason why you didn't tell me is because you haven't found a suitable entry point yet. Now, isn't it possible?"
Ye Xiayou's smile became meaningful and said: "Teng Xiao, as the inspector, will naturally make those fourth- and fifth-grade Beijing officials taste bad. They have worked hard for most of their lives to grab their jobs, and they will share them with a seventh-grade sesame official. No one will be happy if they get a piece of the pie, so why not give them a reason to talk and let these civil servants use their pens instead of swords to get their jobs back."
