Lying on his bed, Qian Wubing tossed and turned, a little unable to sleep. There was a faint sound of silk and bamboo boats outside the window. This was a common sight on the Qinhuai River. In the first few days, he was not used to it, and he once suffered from insomnia.
, but, today, it is definitely not because of this.
He was thinking about Xu Pengju, the young father-in-law who looked modest but was actually domineering.
To be fair, he also believes that this young prince does have the capital to be domineering. He was born with a golden key in his mouth, and he grows upright. Soon, maybe the title of Duke will fall on his head, with power, wealth and honor.
, I get whatever I want. For such a person to be able to make that kind of humble gesture, he is already very impressive and well-educated.
In Beijing, he had seen too many dandy boys who were good-for-nothing but somehow felt that they were not ambiguous. The mess caused by their misbehavior would eventually have to be cleaned up by the family behind them. Compared with such people, this Xu Pengju was simply like a dragon or a phoenix.
But he just couldn't stand the other party's behavior.
This is not inferiority complex. Qian Wubing knew very early on that in this world, people are always different. Some people farm, some eat rice, some work hard all their lives and become homeless, while some are dressed in fine clothes from birth to death.
Jade food. In his opinion, this is a matter of course. Whether rich or poor, God has already arranged it when he sends people to this world. Therefore, Xu Pengju's style, although he
I can't stand it a bit, but it's not to the point of being disgusted.
He doesn’t want to be a farmer, he wants to be a rice eater.
He and Xu Pengju were from two completely different worlds. Even when he was lying in his clothes late at night and thinking about things, he once thought that he, Sun Qian, and the man he now called uncle were also two people.
People in the world. However, he believed that he had already stepped on the threshold of these two worlds.
However, at this moment, what was surging in his heart was an indescribable irritability and depression.
Fighting on the official road, guarding the prince for thousands of miles to this prosperous Kyoto, in exchange for Wang Yue's support and respect, he got a future that he had never thought of before. However, he should be contented, in this
In front of the young master, he is still a messenger. He believes that if it were not for Wang Yue, the young master would not even look at him, even if he has troubled the Sihai Guild Hall.
The same goes for making money.
No matter how much money you have, in the face of power, it can only do the same thing! Just like what I did in those guild halls in the bull market.
He smiled silently in the dark. If the young master came forward, he probably only needed to send a few people to talk about it, and the matter would be done. But he wanted to use the tiger's skin as a banner.
Again, I have to work hard with my own hands.
I am no longer the simple and dull Jin Yiwei in Beijing.
He felt that something called ambition was burning vigorously in his heart. Since power is such a good thing, why can't he have more, as much as Xu Pengju, as much as Wang Yue, or even as much as in Fengtian Palace?
As many as the "Emperor"...
He thought randomly and fell into a deep sleep.
This night, he seemed to have had many dreams. The dream that seemed like a previous life did not return to his dream for the first time.
Early the next morning, Wu Huchen had already gotten up to practice boxing in the yard. He woke up deeply. Due to lack of sleep, he was still a little sleepy. He had no impression of the dream last night and just ignored it.
Lifting himself up from the cold well water, he felt something was different about himself, as if he had figured something out.
"Brother-in-law, I really can't handle the letter to my father. Why don't you get it for me? Just say that I miss him and my sister very much and live happily with my brother-in-law. Anyway, he will be here in a few days. Other
If so, there’s no need to say it!”
Wu Huchen wiped the sweat from his forehead and said angrily.
"Okay, I'll add these few words for you. Ask someone to clean and tidy up those two empty rooms when they have time!" Qian Wubing responded casually, "I'll go out for a walk later. Just be there if you're fine."
Stay in a hundred households and learn more from those old people. In our line of work, just knowing how to fight and kill is not enough!"
"knew!"
When Qian Wubing walked out of the house, he did not wear the eye-catching official clothes. He was going to Wang Yue's place today, and the clothes were a bit eye-catching.
There was a porridge shop at the entrance of the alley. Every day before going to Baihushuo, Qian Wubing liked to eat a bowl of ginkgo porridge here. The pickled side dishes in the store were very refreshing, and he liked the taste very much.
Habitually sitting down at the table where he usually sat, Qian Wubing smiled and greeted the woman selling porridge: "Aunt Tao, as usual, have a portion!"
The middle-aged woman with slight crow's feet on her face looked at him expressionlessly, prepared the food according to his instructions, and brought it over. However, she had to put down the porridge bowl and dishes with too much force.
The starting point was so loud that the table banged.
Qian Wubing didn't care, smiled slightly, and ate his breakfast facing the autumn scenery of the river at the entrance of the alley.
After eating the porridge, he took out five copper coins from his sleeve and put them on the table. Qian Wubing got up and left. The woman selling the porridge came to collect the money and put away the dishes. From the beginning to the end, the woman selling the porridge did not exchange money.
Say a word without any illness.
..
He walked to the side door of the Guarding Eunuch's Mansion with familiarity, and Qian Wubing slipped in. At the gate of the Guarding Eunuch's Mansion in the morning, there was always a shortage of sedans waiting for the prince's summons. Qian Wubing had already entered and exited through the side door, and inside the Guarding Eunuch's Mansion.
, everyone is familiar with this young man who always has a gentle smile on his face. Apart from the occasional greetings along the way, no one even stopped him to inquire.
It was still early, and the prince might have gotten up, or he might not have gotten up yet, but it was very immoral to disturb an old man's sleep, so Qian Wubing decided to go to Sun Qian's place first.
The Guarding Eunuch's Mansion is actually not very big. In total, it is only a little bigger than the Magistrate's Yamen. Compared with the Green Garden, it is certainly far behind. Except for a garden that is not very grand, there is the Yamen in front.
After the office, two or three people enter the courtyard. Logically speaking, this is just a place where the guard eunuchs handle official duties. In the past, none of the guard eunuchs were shabby enough to live here. However, at the moment, it seems that Wang Yue has no intention of buying a house, so he just makes do with it.
Caught.
After walking around the garden path and entering the Moon Gate, Qian Wubing met an acquaintance.
He smiled slightly, pretending to meet him casually, walked up to the man who was staring blankly at a small white flower beside the rockery, and hugged his fist: "Mr. Tang, please!"
Tang Yin, who was pondering his thoughts, raised his head in shock and looked at the young man in front of him. A certain poem that had been brewing in his mind for a long time disappeared immediately after being disturbed like this.
"A few light and delicate words... a few light and delicate words. Who are you? Didn't I tell you not to disturb me when I'm fine?"
"I heard that my roommate is studying poetry with my husband and has never had the opportunity to visit Mr. Tang. When I saw him today, I couldn't help but greet him. It's really a sin to disturb him!"
Hearing that the person in front of him was Sun Qian's brother, Tang Yin's face became more beautiful. Although he disdained anything to do with the guard eunuch, he was still very satisfied with this obedient female student.
of.
"Okay, now that you've finished greetings, you can go!" A good color is a good color, but Tang Yin has no interest in talking to the person in front of him. He finally went out to have some fun yesterday, but unexpectedly he was ridiculed. He has now joined the guard.
In the eunuch's mansion, he made suggestions for the prince. Although he didn't bother to defend himself, he was angry for a long time when he came back. When he got up in the morning, he finally felt a little happy, and he didn't want to be disturbed.
"Okay, okay!" Qian Wubing smiled and walked towards the end of the path. After walking for a while, he turned back and shouted to Tang Yin: "Mr. Tang is a great talent, and my colleagues in the Sihai Guild Hall are all very talented.
Admired!"
"Sihai Guild Hall?" Tang Yin shook his head in confusion and muttered: "What the hell?" Then, he immersed himself in his own world again.
"Going out?" Qian Wubing couldn't help being surprised when he heard Sun Qian's maid said: "She's also riding a horse, how can this girl be so energetic?"
"Miss, you go out for a ride on horseback every morning!" The little maid was also very familiar with Qian Wubing, and she covered her mouth and said with a secret smile.
"Okay! I'd better go see my uncle!"
When Qian Wubing passed by Tang Yin again, he took a look at this guy with a good background. Well, his face was much rosier and he seemed to have eaten well. However, his nagging look was still the same as that day. Scholars are like this.
Is there anything wrong with it?
As the guarding eunuch of a city, there are actually not many things he has to deal with every day. Most of the things that need to be handled by him are already dealt with before they are sent to the guarding eunuch's mansion. The prince came to Nanjing to retire.
It’s not like he came to Nanjing and made great achievements. Besides, he was slacking off a bit. Could it be that there are still people saying that he can’t do anything? I’m afraid some people in Nanjing are still eager for his inaction.
Even after the announcement, Qian Wubing still waited for almost a stick of incense. Wang Yue then slowly walked out of the room and saw Qian Wubing waiting for him respectfully. He didn't say anything until he took a sip of hot ginseng tea.
Du, then he spoke slowly.
"coming?"
"Here we come, uncle!"
"Girl Qian told me yesterday about the little boy from the Xu family!" Wang Yue scratched the tea bowl with the tea lid, "Is that why you came here?"
"I want to hear what uncle means!"
"What can I mean?" Wang Yue smiled slightly: "Didn't the Xu family say that this child's matter would not affect my relationship with those old guys? You came early in the morning because you wanted to
Hear what I say!"
Qian Wubing smiled. Sure enough, Jiang was old and spicy, and he caught the flaw in Xu Pengju's words with just one sentence. He didn't say anything, but it seemed to say everything. At least, Qian Wubing knew Wang Yue's attitude.
"Then should I do something? It's been a long time since this happened. If I don't do something, I'm afraid the other party will forget about it!"
"You can do whatever you want. Ask me what this bad old man is doing. You are a Jinyiwei, and I am not a Jinyiwei!" Wang Yue didn't even raise his eyelids, "We old guys don't care about children playing around.
No!"
"I understand!" Qian Wubing smiled and nodded. Since the other party said this was a child's brawl, then just treat it as a child's brawl and just control it yourself.