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Chapter 114

Jiangzhou.

Qin called it Jiujiang, and Han called it Xunyang.

It has been a famous city in the south of the Yangtze River since ancient times.

It is an important water transport port in the middle reaches of the Yangtze River.

The turbulent rivers converge in one place and rush eastward.

In the old days, the Xunyang Ancient Ferry in Jiangzhou City was filled with merchants from all over the world, and there was an endless stream of travelers and tourists.

In May, there was an inexplicable flood in Yunmengze, which swept through several counties in Jiangzhou, which had a lot of impact on the passenger flow of Xunyang Ferry.

After more than two months of restoration, this ancient ferry along the Xunyang River, which left many literati's handwriting, has gradually regained its former popularity.

However, during the two days of Xunyang Ferry, the most eye-catching sights of the common people and travelers are the large tank boats full of food, which are arranged in a patchwork pattern on the river, adding a lot of popularity to the newly revitalized ancient ferry.

It is July, which is the solar term when the minor heat is about to pass and the major heat is not yet here.

The air in Jiangzhou City was filled with hot and humid winds, and the strong wind on the Xunyang River three hundred miles away brought some coolness from time to time.

In short, one is too thin to wear, and two are too hot.

I still feel that I don’t have enough clothes when I go out in the morning, and my back is already drenched with sweat after a few steps in the morning.

The sweltering heat and humidity characteristic of the south of the Yangtze River is true.

However, Shen Xisheng, a northerner, gradually adapted to the climate of Jiangzhou's boundary.

Even though he was sweating profusely under his crimson official uniform, his waist was still straight, and he sat upright on the chair brought by his subordinates, watching carefully the tank boats waiting to berth on the river.

Mr. Shen, the supervisor who was sent by the imperial court to Jiangnan Road for disaster relief and case handling, is about forty years old, but he doesn't look old.

His face is dry and thin, and his bones are cut by the wind, just like the grayish-yellow bamboo scattered on the mat in summer, and the wide crimson official robes seem to be caged on a bamboo frame.

Shen Xisheng sat on the edge of Jiangdu, with a thin face habitually raised, serious, and not angry but mighty. This is the habit left over from serving as the censor in the Zhou court for many years. Keep it up.

It's just that the subordinate officials who have been working under Shen Xisheng these days are trembling and complaining, but they find that Mr. Shen seems to be a little different from usual today.

Mr. Shen looked at the tank boats coming from Longcheng County at the ferry, nodded from time to time, and raised his thin hands on his knees frequently to pat his thighs.

Occasionally, there was some appreciation on the face.

Very rare.

The officials of Jiangzhou Governor's Mansion under Shen Xisheng's custody inevitably looked curiously when they passed by.

However, there were also some old officials who knew the reason, and some couldn't help turning their heads to look in the direction of Longcheng County in the distance.

The time in the morning flowed slowly as the Xunyang Ferry tanker docked again and again and Lifu unloaded and moved rice.

The ship officer who arranged for the transfer and unloading of the cargo was holding the document in his hand, his forehead was covered with sweat, he trotted closer, and respectfully reported in front of Shen Xisheng:
"My lord, according to your instructions, the officials have distributed 11 shi of grain to the disaster-stricken counties along the way, such as Xingzi and Jishui. The magistrates of the counties are very grateful for the relief food sent by your lord, and entrust your subordinates to your lord... ..."

Shen Xisheng waved his hand and interrupted directly:

"They want to thank Ouyang Lianghan from Longcheng County... tell me how much food is left."

"Reporting to my lord, what Longcheng County raised was 16 shi of grain, and 11 shi of grain have been distributed on the way, and there are still more than [-] shi of grain left. Today, all of them have arrived at Xunyangdu, and there are still seven large grain transport ships behind. All unloading will be completed before noon."

"Send them all to Jimin Cang. Tomorrow the Japanese officials will release the grain at half price."

Shen Xisheng stood up quite satisfied, straightened his official hat, straightened his clothes, and pulled the corners of his mouth, as if smiling:

"The food price in Jiangzhou City is still too high. Compared with Ouyang Lianghan's Longcheng County, it seems too harsh. This is not good, it seems that we are useless."

"Yes, my lord."

Shen Xisheng turned his head again, glanced at the busy and bustling Gudu and the joyful faces of the people and porters after hearing the news of the food shipment, he seemed to be slightly relieved, and turned to leave.

Before leaving, he said to the chief of the ship who reported the situation without looking back:

"Come here, and tell me about Longcheng County on the way, and how that Ouyang Lianghan helped the disaster."

"Okay, my lord."

With his hands behind his back, Shen Xisheng listened attentively to the detailed narration of the chief of the ship, and led the latter and several subordinates to leave Xunyangdu and return to the government.

As soon as the group arrived at the gate of Jiangzhou Governor's Mansion, they were spotted by a green-clothed official waiting at the gate, who immediately leaned forward, bowed and said:
"Master Shen, you are finally back. The new Inspector Wang of the imperial court is here. He arrived in Jiangzhou this morning by boat. He was entertained by the merchants and gentry in the city. His hospitality was so unbearable. His Excellency the Inspector went to Xunyang Tower to attend the banquet." Banquet, so I sent a villain to invite you, Mr. Shen, to attend the banquet."

Shen Xisheng's expression was normal when he heard the words, and he only glanced at the green-clothed official.

Behind this inspector, who was a little over the head of the local governor, there was a long-faced staff officer who raised his hand and pointed at the green-clothed official, frowning and asked:
"When did Inspector Wang arrive in Jiangzhou by boat in the morning? My lord stayed with us at Xunyangdu all morning. Why didn't anyone report? Did Inspector Wang do it on purpose or by accident?"

The little official in green had an embarrassed expression and hurriedly shook his head, not daring to answer.

Shen Xisheng turned his head with his hands behind his back, glanced to the south, in the direction of Xunyang Tower by the Xunyang River, he nodded, and sighed softly:
"Master Wang is so eager to take office, it seems that he is worried about the disaster situation and people's feelings in Jiangzhou. Well, this is a good thing."

The subordinate staff behind him didn't answer, Shen Xi walked into the gate of the government without looking back, and only said:
"Go and tell Mr. Wang that I am used to light tea and light meals, but I am not used to this southern delicacy. I am not so used to it. It is really troublesome for Mr. Wang to treat guests when he first arrived."

Shen Xisheng led the people away directly, and only the little official in green was left silent on the spot.

……

In the south of Jiangzhou City, not far from the Governor's Mansion, there is a secluded house with a piece of emerald green bamboo planted in the backyard.

It can also be regarded as a quiet place.

Due to the proximity to the river, this lush cypress and bamboo forest resounds with the sound of "Salsa" from time to time.

A small courtyard made of bamboo can be seen faintly in the forest.

In the courtyard, there are trickling streams and small emerald green waterwheels, which irrigate water skillfully, which is quite elegant.

Shen Xisheng changed into normal clothes, walked through the bamboo forest, pushed the door open and entered.

He took off his shoes and entered the room, opened the curtain, and sat calmly opposite the only middle-aged scribe in the room. Between the two of them, there was a small wooden table with a jug of wine and two or three plates of farm side dishes on it.

It is indeed a rough meal.

Shen Xisheng was not polite, as if he had been an acquaintance for a long time, he picked up the chopsticks, picked up a mouthful of food, put it in his mouth, chewed slowly, and then sighed:
"This Wang Lengran, the visitor is not kind."

The middle-aged literati opposite him was dressed in a Confucian uniform, with an elegant demeanor, and his gestures showed that he had received an excellent upbringing.

If Ouyang Rong was here, he would immediately recognize the person in front of him as Xie Xun, his mentor and younger junior sister's father who was born in the Xie family in Chenjun.

Xie Xun was lowering his head, dipping his fingers in wine, drawing something on the table, shaking his head:
"It's the kind who don't come."

"That's the courage Wei Shi gave."

Xie Xun sighed softly, wiped away the wet marks on the table with his palm, retracted his hand, and raised his head.

The two old acquaintances looked at each other tacitly.

Quiet for a while.

Xie Xun also picked up a pair of chopsticks and picked up vegetables with Shen Xisheng.

The latter seemed to have thought of something at this time, took out an envelope from his pocket and put it on the table, put his index finger against it, and pushed it to the opposite side, he nodded and said:
"Brother Xie's recommendation is indeed good, as expected, a famous teacher produces a high-level apprentice, you, a high-level apprentice, has done well in the position of Longcheng county magistrate, and your reputation shows.

"Now not only has the disaster relief for the refugees in Longcheng County been completed, but also a lot of food has been raised to solve the urgent needs of Jiangzhou City and the surrounding disaster-stricken counties. It can be regarded as a great favor to the official."

Shen Xisheng was a little emotional, looked into the eyes of the middle-aged scribe and said:

"It's not in vain for me to reject all the opinions. I also transferred Chongfu soldiers for him, and helped him draft a grain restriction order. The ideas written in his letter are very interesting and indeed useful."

Hearing this, Xie Xun was slightly taken aback, and said hesitantly:
"Brother Xisheng, actually... this old man didn't expect that. Coordinating Lianghan to come to Longcheng, I only hoped that he could withstand the pressure of the Liu family, gain a firm foothold in Longcheng, see my letter at the last moment, and deeply Ming Dayi, help cover Zhou Xuan."

He pondered for a while, then shook his head again:
"Lianghan's temperament before was actually quite stubborn and old-fashioned. The old man didn't expect that when he returned to Beijing that day to risk his death for court advice...but he left the academy for two years, suffered some setbacks, and was seriously ill. Opening up... Hey, if the old man hadn't visited him last time, he was sure that he was a good man, and he also sent letters from time to time, then the old man would have doubted whether he had changed someone."

Shen Xisheng leaned back, and couldn't help but look at Xie Xun's face for a while, and there was still a look of suspicion on his face:
"Brother Xie taught the disciples himself, how could he not know? Don't tease me."

Xie Xun showed some helplessness on his expression, and slowly closed his mouth that was about to speak, only sighed and shook his head.

He lowered his eyes to pick up the envelope from his friend, opened it, and glanced at the familiar handwriting.

"Whose letter is it, Liang Han's?"

"That's right, thank you brother Gaotu."

Xie Xun always felt that his friend's words were a bit sour, and it might be that he cherished talent again.

"Di Gongzha ribbon-cutting ceremony? Inviting brother Xisheng to come? Or...the fifteenth day of this month?"

"Ah."

Shen Xisheng turned his head, looked at an exquisite water wheel in the yard outside the house, squinted and explained:

"Brother Xie's disciple has already solved the problem of disaster relief for the refugees, and now the first thing to bear the brunt is the construction of water control. I heard people say that he seems to be digging a new gate, and now he suddenly rebuilds the Digong gate, which seems to be fully funded by the Liu family in Longcheng. , this matter is a bit strange, it must have taken a lot of effort.

"Before, I heard Ouyang Lianghan say in a letter that the Liu family in Longcheng is so domineering and hateful, and why they are shaking hands and cooperating in the blink of an eye. If you want to suppress the Liu family in Longcheng for him, or you just want to take advantage of me, you may not be able to run the Liu family."

He turned around, took another mouthful of food, swallowed slowly, put down his chopsticks lightly, and said with a half-smile:

"Brother Xie, why don't you explain some things to him clearly, so as not to keep treating us as outsiders, and keep hiding what we want to do, young people nowadays... Brother Xie, tell me, I am now Should I go, or should I not?"

Xie Xun suddenly raised his head and said, "Brother Xisheng, it's better to take a walk."

"Oh?"

Xie Xun was silent for a while, and said slowly: "It should be certain that the Liu family in Longcheng has contacts with the Wei family."

"The Liu family is really a pawn laid by the Wei family? Wait, now, taking advantage of the grain corruption case, the Jiangzhou governor's mansion was exchanged, and suddenly Wang Lengran was parachuted..." Shen Xisheng's face became more serious: "For the dead ghost?"

"I don't know, but I'm afraid that I'm delusional and want to fight for wealth, and I don't even know that I'm a scapegoat... Over the years, the forces of the Liu family in Longcheng and the Wei family have gotten very close. Gu Yue Sword Shop can do this Well, there is a reason why Mrs. Wei stood behind. And someone found out that some of Mr. Wei's guests had been in and out of Liu's house."

"The Wei family is very powerful, and there are many guests. It's normal for a place like this to find connections to curry favor with the dignitaries of the dynasty."

Xie Xun shook his head: "But in Dragon City, even if it is normal, it should be regarded as abnormal.

"Although the Liu family of Longcheng has been quite honest these years, there is no sign of that, but there is no guarantee that they will continue to be honest at the last critical moment, instead of seeking wealth and wealth."

Shen Xisheng slapped his chopsticks on the table, frowning: "You can't find death! Wei hasn't won yet, and Cuoer Xiaoxiao is so daring to bet that he is rushing to be a dog?"

Xie Xun sighed: "Brother Xisheng has seen it for so many years, and it's not like this kind of thing has happened before. He is a noble man, but his life is like a waste of life, and he still has to be a promotion step for Xiao Xiaoxiao's generation. Brother Xisheng, go Let's go and see if we can help Lianghan to get rid of this gangrene."

Shen Xisheng calmed down and was silent for a while, then he nodded and said:
"Brother Xie's suspicion is not unreasonable. I would rather believe it than believe it. I will go there."

After the words fell, there was a silence between the two of them for a while, they picked up the chopsticks and ate the food, until Shen Xisheng stopped the chopsticks, and couldn't help asking in a low voice:

"Brother Xie, tell me, is it really possible for the lineage of Dragon City? Haven't they all... lost? Besides, Luo Jing still has a lineage, which is more heart-warming, more legal, and... ...more popular."

Xie Xun was silent for a while, lowered his eyes, and looked at the two vague and wet words that he wrote on the table not long ago with his finger dipped in tea, only one word could be discerned: Si.

The middle-aged scribe had a calm expression, but kept his voice down:

"Brother Xisheng, please remember, no matter whether it is the family that is still in the Luojing Imperial City or the family that slipped into the Jiangzhou Dragon City, it must not be the Wei family anyway.

"Besides, no matter what, the family in Longcheng County has always shed the same blood as Taizong. If you are a minister, you must not make them lose."

Even though he was kneeling, Shen Xisheng still kept his back straight. Hearing this, he nodded heavily.

Xie Xun suddenly turned serious.

"Brother Xisheng, the universe is reversed, and the orthodoxy is on the sidelines. How can we just sit back and watch?"

Shen Xisheng sat upright.

"This is a great righteousness, and I will definitely do my part."

"good."

Xie Xun paused, then took out another notebook from his pocket:
"By the way, if Brother Xisheng is going to Dragon City...then just take a gift along the way."

"What gift."

"A birth gift for a Highness."

Shen Xisheng frowned and thought for a while before he realized what it was. His thin face showed some hesitation:
"Is this matter too..."

Xie Xun shook his head:
"Two months ago, the birth of another Princess Changle was celebrated by civil and military officials from the Manchu Dynasty? This is an unwritten regulation.

"And that Highness has not been expelled from Luo Jing's Zongzheng Temple, and I don't know if His Majesty missed it or skipped it on purpose. She is still registered as a royal family, and she is His Majesty's granddaughter, and the legal principles still exist.

"This point has been overlooked by many people in the court. Only the master still remembers it, and he does not forget his birthday... Together with the princes, I prepared a small gift for His Highness, and I have a good idea."

Xie Xun kept talking, and at the same time gently pushed the gift slip in his hand, he said meaningfully:

"Brother Xisheng, the so-called legal principle is hidden in the daily details. Sometimes it is inconspicuous and useless. It is just red tape. However, when it comes to the critical moment, it will not work without it. It is the most important thing. Indispensable... This is the principle of law, don't forget to maintain it."

Shen Xisheng nodded silently, and put away the thin but heavy gift booklet on the table.

Xie Xun sighed and flicked his sleeves, completely erasing the water stains on the table.

Shen Xisheng raised his eyes to look north, and sighed:
"Your heart is unpredictable."

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