When I pick it up now, it is extremely heavy, like a hot potato.
Painful realization……
Yan Nian anxiously picked up the invitation card from the ground and handed it to the maid in front of the sedan with both hands. The maid took the invitation card, wiped it with a handkerchief, and then put it into the sedan chair.
Yan Song glanced at Yan Nian outside the sedan, and then took the invitation.
The greeting card is rectangular, seven inches long and three inches wide. It is the standard greeting card style popular in the Ming Dynasty. However, the difference is that this greeting card is red. In the Ming Dynasty, the paper used for greeting cards was very particular. Generally,
Officials' greeting cards are in white, and Hanlin officials are in red. This is preferential treatment for Hanlin officials, and it is also a rigid rule in the Ming Dynasty officialdom.
It turned out to be a member of the Imperial Academy. No wonder the handwriting was so excellent. Yan Song nodded and opened the greeting card.
"Zhu Ping'an, a late student, would like to pay homage to Master Yan. On May 20, the 31st year of Jiajing's reign, the Hanlin Academy will read Zhu Ping'an's ultimatum."
Zhu Pingan!
This greeting card actually belongs to Zhu Pingan!
When Yan Song saw the words "Zhu Ping'an" in the greeting card, he thought of Xu Jie's poem "Transform the tiger into a dragon and return to heaven". This poem is also based on the sentence "Transform the tiger into a dragon"
It turns decay into something magical.
This imperial city is really evil. If you say Cao Cao, Cao Cao will arrive. Just now I was thinking about this restless boy, but I didn't expect that this boy is right under my nose.
Then meet this clumsy stone.
I'm still young, even if I stand in line, I'll lose my greeting card.
Yan Song stroked his white beard slightly, folded the greeting card and put it aside. He opened the curtain of the sedan and told Yan Nian outside, "Go and summon Zhu Ping'an and come with me into the mansion."
ha?
Summon Zhu Pingan?! Come into the house together?!
When Yan Nian heard this, it was like a thunder exploded above his head, and his face suddenly turned gray. He couldn't believe his ears. He didn't expect that the worries in his heart came true. He had just driven away a sixth-grade official.
Well, it's normal. I've done this kind of thing many times before and it's fine. Why did something happen today?
Damn Zhu Pingan!!!
Yan Nian gritted his teeth with hatred for Zhu Ping'an.
"What? Hmm." Yan Song grunted upon seeing this and asked again, "Has he entered the house already? This kid moves pretty fast."
Have you entered the mansion already?
How can I get in? Everyone has been driven away by me.
When Yan Nian heard this, he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and his feet were as cold as the bottom of his heart. His brain was at a loss and he didn't know how to answer. He stood there stupidly, as if he was stuck on the ground like a piece of wood.
"Speak" Yan Song was a little impatient.
"Master, Zhu Zhupingan, he just left. He saw that there were many people in the queue and wanted to jump in. The villain thought it was against the rules and refused to let him. Unexpectedly, he threw away the greeting card and left in anger."
Hearing his master's angry tone, Yan Niancai snarled, stammered his words, and then picked him off completely, placing all the blame on Zhu Ping'an.
All the blame was placed on Zhu Ping'an's head.
A wise son is better than a father!
A wise servant is better than a master!
Yan Song was able to achieve his current position because his discernment was second to none in the Ming Dynasty. If he had believed in Yan Nian, he would not have been able to achieve his current position.
"Tell the truth" Yan Song glanced at Yan Nian.
"Master, I, I don't know what I said," Yan Nian said without confidence.
However, Yan Nian was interrupted by Yan Song just halfway through his words.
"You tell me, I want to hear the truth." Yan Song pointed to the concierge standing behind Yan Nian and said calmly.
"Yes, sir." The concierge, who was called by Yan Song, stood up from behind Yan Nian in a daze. He used to always think about how he would behave in front of Yan Song, but at this moment, his heart was in a state of confusion. The concierge looked up.
Looking at Yan Song and then at Yan Nian, he was a little unsure whether he should tell the truth.
Yan Song is the eldest boss, and Yan Nian is his immediate boss. How to break it?
"cough……"
At this time, a gust of wind blew, and Yan Nian coughed softly at the right time.
This cough made the concierge tremble all over. He gritted his teeth as if he had made some kind of decision, and was about to speak as if he was going to the execution ground.
"Remember your last name..."
Yan Song glanced at the concierge and revealed the little moves between the two.
"Yes, sir. This is what happened..."
Hearing this, the concierge stopped what he was thinking. He was a little concierge and still wanted to hide it in front of the master. He really didn't know how high the sky was, so it was better to tell the truth.
When the concierge told the truth, Zhu Pingan had already walked out of West Chang'an Street, turned a corner to another street, and returned to the Linhuai Marquis Mansion along the original road.
As expected, I am not the protagonist, and even if I pay homage, I will be chased away...
Zhu Ping'an smiled to himself and returned along the original road. When passing by a wine shop, he sneezed twice for no reason.
Is anyone thinking about me?
Zhu Pingan touched his chin, then shook his head and smiled, why should he be so superstitious?
As usual, Zhu Pingan walked past the wine shop and turned into a street next to the wine shop. There was a small alley at the end of the street. From this small alley, he could walk to the Linhuai Marquis Mansion faster, and the distance could be shortened by about ten minutes.
When Zhu Pingan turned into the street next to the wine shop, seven or eight people combing their hair with camphor also walked out of the wine shop, following Zhu Pingan from a distance.
When Zhu Ping'an walked into the alley, he noticed something was wrong. On weekdays, when passing by this alley, he could almost only hear his own footsteps, but today he heard several footsteps behind him, which were deliberately lowered.
.
Why do you keep your footsteps down while walking?
Either rape or theft!
Zhu Ping'an realized that something was wrong. He glanced behind him with his peripheral vision as he walked, and found that there were several deer-headed and rat-eyed guys following behind him. At first glance, he was not a good guy.
Speed up your own pace
The people behind also quickened their pace.
This made Zhu Ping'an more sure of his guess. He looked at the alley in front of him and realized, well, this is a good place for a sap.
However, now that I have just entered the alley, which is relatively close to the street, they probably won't do anything here, but if they walk for a few minutes, they might.
Therefore, there are still a few minutes of golden reaction time.
calm
Do not worry.
How about just running?
Zhu Ping'an thought about it and rejected the idea. Although he was not a weak scholar, he was definitely not as good as them in terms of physical fitness. If he started running, they would definitely chase him directly. This would be pitting his own shortcomings against their strengths. He would definitely
Being overtaken.
Find someone to hide in?
This could be possible. Zhu Ping'an took a few steps forward and then denied it. Most of the small alleys are the back doors of other houses, and the houses passing by the back doors are all locked from the inside. If you can't get in, how can you hide.
So the question is, how to break this game? (To be continued.)