Feeling that the heat in the bed was almost gone, Qin Dewei yawned and said, "Go to sleep!"
At this time, the maid screamed a few times outside, and then reported: "There is a slovenly middle-aged man outside looking for Mr. Qin!"
In this kind of weather, Qin Dewei was reluctant to get out of bed, but he heard the maid add: "He claims to be from the capital!"
Capital Master? Qin Dewei gritted his teeth and got out, then put on his clothes and walked out.
Outside the gate, through the light of the lantern on the outer wall, Qin Dewei saw a middle-aged man in shabby clothes and dusty clothes.
"Feng Yuan?" Qin Dewei couldn't help but screamed.
This person was none other than Feng Yuan, Feng En's long-term follower. Qin Dewei was very familiar with him. So although the light was dim and the other person's face was dusty and haggard, he recognized him quickly.
He really came all the way from the capital, and now that the northern canal has been frozen, it will definitely be even harder for Feng Yuan to travel in a hurry.
Thinking of what happened to Mr. Feng again, Qin Dewei sighed and hurriedly greeted him: "Come on, let's talk! Have you had dinner tonight?"
The most indispensable thing in a house in the courtyard is a living room. Qin Dewei found a small hall and asked the servants to serve food and wine.
Feng Yuan sat down and explained: "I just went to your house and the servant said you were not at home. I knew you were probably with Miss Wang."
Qin Dewei asked anxiously, "What happened to your Mr. Feng?"
Mentioning this, Feng Yuan also looked sad, "That day when the comet appeared, the emperor asked for advice. My master wrote a memorial and discussed it with all the six ministers and ministers.
Finally, he scolded Zhang Fujing, the chief minister, as a coward at the root, Wang Hong, the heavenly official in the civil affairs department, as a coward in his heart, and Fang Xianfu, a great scholar, as a coma in the family. He also said that if the three cowards do not go away, hundreds of officials will be at odds and the common government will be unjust.
Disaster is a last resort."
Qin Dewei: "..."
Mr. Feng, you are quite smart. You have reviewed all the big guys at the deputy minister level and above? Your literary talent is also good. You have compared the three biggest bosses to broom stars.
Feng Yuan continued: "I don't know why I offended the Holy One. The Holy One said that my master used an excuse to criticize the gift and sent him to the sky prison for punishment."
Qin Dewei understood very well that this was the reason why the emperor had murderous intentions towards Mr. Feng. The issue of great gifts was the most sensitive matter in the heart of Emperor Jiajing today, and whoever touched it would be finished.
When the vassals other than Emperor Jiajing inherited the throne, the prevailing etiquette opinion among the officials at that time was that asking Emperor Jiajing to recognize the late Emperor Hongzhi as his father would be regarded as an extension to this sect. However, Emperor Jiajing only recognized his biological father as his father and the late emperor as his uncle.
This issue of father recognition was the core political issue in the early years of the Jiajing Dynasty. The emperor and his ministers were at odds for several years, and the aftermath is still lingering. And there will be a new wave of climax in a few years before it can be completely settled.
The current chief minister Zhang Fujing and the great scholar Fang Xianfu suddenly rose to prominence because they firmly supported the emperor when discussing the gift. Feng En's attack on these two people was interpreted by the emperor as criticizing the gift for some reason.
While Qin Dewei was frowning and thinking, Feng Yuan suddenly stood up and knelt down in front of Qin Dewei.
"What are you doing!" Qin Dewei quickly went to help Feng Yuan.
Feng Yuan knelt down and begged, "My master, Shang Shuzhi, told me that if something unexpected happens, I should go south quickly and seek help from Mr. Qin!"
My master also said that if Mr. Qin can't do anything, then there is really no hope. Mr. Qin, although you are young, you have always been resourceful, please think of a way to rescue my master!"
Qin Dewei sighed and said he should go to the capital! Although he didn't know what the final result would be and whether Feng En could be saved, he wanted to do his best and have a clear conscience.
I have worked so hard to support you Feng En. If you were to abolish it, wouldn’t it be a waste of effort! If you are sentenced to confiscate your family property, what will happen to your bank shares?
"Don't panic yet!" Qin Dewei shouted: "It will be the end of the year and the twelfth lunar month, and then the first lunar month and the new year! During this period, most yamen will gradually close their doors as usual, unless they are involved in the Winter Solstice, New Year's Day, and suburban rituals.
!
Therefore, your master will probably have no results before next spring. I estimate that the critical time will be after next spring! I will leave early and go to the capital!"
Feng Yuan quickly kowtowed and said, "Thank you very much!"
Qin Dewei pulled Feng Yuan up and ordered: "Don't kowtow here, return to your hometown in Songjiang Mansion immediately after dawn tomorrow and help me pass the message!"
Feng Yuan said respectfully: "Mr. Qin, if you have something to say, just say it!"
Qin Dewei thought for a while and then said: "Let Mr. Feng's mother and one son prepare to go to the capital together next year!"
Feng Yuan was very unexpected by this and reminded him again: "Mr. Qin is talking about my old mistress and eldest son? One is over fifty and the other is only eleven or twelve years old. Mr. Qin wants to ask them to travel thousands of miles to catch up.
Heading to the capital?"
Qin Dewei nodded and said with certainty: "Yes, that's what I mean, Master Feng's mother and son must be invited, and no one else is of any use.
Today's son is known for his filial piety. If the mother is the son and the son is the father and comes forward to beg for mercy, maybe he will be impressed."
Feng Yuan nodded and said: "I understand, this is how I will spread the message!"
Qin Dewei continued to make arrangements in an orderly manner: "We can set off around the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, so that when the ship reaches the north, it will coincide with the spring thaw of the canal.
In addition, in order to save time, we don’t want to meet up in Nanjing or Songjiang. We have agreed on a date to meet up in Yangzhou, and then go directly north.”
Seeing Qin Dewei's calm command, Feng Yuan felt at ease inexplicably, and then went down to rest.
Qin Dewei sat alone for a while before returning to the house in a state of deep thought.
"You still want to go to the capital, right?" Wang Lianqing said very definitely: "Since you asked just now, I know you will definitely go. If you don't want to go at all, you won't even ask."
Qin Dewei took off his clothes and got into bed again: "Yes, a man's promise is worth a thousand pieces of gold, and faith is the most important thing.
When Mr. Feng was still in Nanjing, I promised that if one day he ends up in the prison, I would go get him."
Wang Lianqing said with a smile: "You have always written poems and lyrics for me, but I can't write good works myself.
But recently I saw a poem written by a woman from Jiangning in the Song Dynasty. It was quite appropriate and I used it to say goodbye to you."
Qin Dewei asked with some interest: "What word?"
Wang Lianqing hugged Qin Dewei and whispered in his ear: "Thousands of miles away from Chang'an, famous and wealthy people are separated easily. It's hard to resist the beautiful scenery in March. The steps are full of green grass and the fragrance of apricot flowers."
I remember when I was about to get on my horse, I would burst into tears when I saw people. Now I can’t bear to think about it more. I wish I could drink for a thousand days and lose nine intestines.”
Qin Dewei let out a melancholy sigh as he left the ordinary.
Wang Lianqing murmured to himself: "It doesn't matter this time, you will always come back to take the provincial examination anyway. But in the future, I really hope that you will never be able to pass the exam and never be a famous person in Chang'an. You will always be fourteen years old."