Chapter 65 Weeping Tomb, Official Registration (1)
On Datong Street, which faces Taiping Street to the west, it was unexpectedly deserted that day. It was crowded with people everywhere. The private sedans of dignitaries and dignitaries were parked under the white walls. People on the street were all dressed in fine clothes and chatting and laughing happily.
, holding a red card in his hand, walked to a mansion to present it to him. It said: "So-and-so congratulates the good lord on his move to Beijing." After showing it to the gatekeeper, he was allowed to bring all kinds of congratulatory gifts into the mansion.
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"Get out of the way, get out of the way!"
Several shouts suddenly came from behind, causing everyone to look back and see that Minister of War, Jie Wenwu, was riding in the front, followed by several sergeants behind, carrying a large sandalwood box, slowly walking toward the crowd.
Everyone hid on the side of the road and bowed to Jie Shangshu one after another. Unexpectedly, Jie Wenwu did not stop his horse and went straight to the other end of the street.
"If this military officer doesn't come to pay homage to a good prince, what is he doing here?" Someone was already whispering.
The insider said: "You don't know, but Ye Yongjia is also cleaning up his new house today, which is not far from Lianghou's place."
"Kejun and I don't know."
The man then smiled and said: "Master Ye has been an official for a long time, so he naturally doesn't pay attention to these vanities. He works in a low-key manner and cannot compare with the newly rich good princes. This is common sense. But what is strange is that this member of the Ministry of War insists on currying favor with that man.
Ye Tinglong, people may still dislike him."
"Master Jie has been protecting this subordinate in every possible way, what can we say? Don't worry about him." Everyone dispersed in a hurry.
"Yes, this table is set here! Hmm..."
Cai Xianqing was standing in the hall, instructing his servants to place things one by one.
"Mr. Cai, how's it going here?"
Ye Yongjia's voice came from the window, causing Xianqing to hurriedly walk to the window and said through the lattice: "It's almost done. But is this new house... a bit shabby?"
Ye Yongjia smiled bitterly and said: "Everything seems to be like you, old man, spending a lot of money. To buy these, I only spent ten taels of silver, this junior."
"It's a good thing to be more simple as an official," Cai Xianqing said, leaning against the window. "You can imitate that person from Hunan. How can you develop such a custom?"
While they were talking, a servant came over and said, "Master, Sir Jie from the Ministry of War is here."
Ye Yongjia glanced at Cai Xianqing and replied, "Take me there."
"Jie...Jie sir!"
As soon as he opened the door, Jie Wenwu stood straight in front of him.
"Tinglong," Jie Wenwu walked in with a smile, "Today, I took advantage of your housewarming day to go to the church in the west of the city and buy that bell. If I sell it to you today, it will probably not be a taboo. The price is one penny."
, he ordered the sergeant to carry the box, and after opening it, there was indeed a large Western clock inside. Standing up, it was as tall as half a person.
Ye Yongjia heard what he said was funny, but knowing that he had good intentions, he reluctantly held back, grabbed a handful of broken silver from the bag, and slapped it on Jie Wenwu's hand: "You went all the way to help me fulfill this wish.
I am really impressed by this, but I am extremely frightened. The money will be used as travel expenses, so please accept it."
Jie Wenwu was not polite and held the money tightly. He couldn't help but peek a few times. When he saw there were three or four taels, he calmly took it away and said, "Why does Tinglong need to compliment me so much for such a small amount of kindness?"
The two of them went together to choose a place to put the bell. Unexpectedly, Jie Wenwu looked at several Feng Shui places, but none of them were satisfied, so he insisted on taking Feng Shui first. Ye Yongjia had no choice but to ask Cai Xianqing.
Cai Xianqing also knew a thing or two about Feng Shui. He led the clock mover around in a circle, and finally pointed to the library to the south and said, "There is an attic here. It is very suitable to place this big clock."
Jie Wenwu finally agreed and quickly ordered the sergeant to hold Zhong and put him in the attic.
"Sir, can you sit down here and have a few sips of tea?" Seeing that the work was completed, Ye Yongjia turned to ask.
"The imperial court has recently appointed a prime minister and has to replace a group of ministers. I have to go back to join in the affairs. I am really busy. I will come and have a drink with you someday." He said a few words of "Don't blame me" and then turned and left.
Cai Xianqing also came to say goodbye. Ye Yongjia thanked him and said, "Thanks to Cai Gong's help, it didn't cost me much effort." Then he asked someone to take him out of the house.
This Cai actor came on foot, and the servant who saw him off wanted to prepare his horse, but the former refused: "I want to watch the scene for a while, so I don't need to trouble you." Holding a bamboo fan, he went onto the street.
He strolled to the middle of the street and saw with a cold eye a group of "progressive" officials gathered under the big golden plaque of Lianghou Mansion, scrambling to hand in the invitations. He sneered in his heart: "Hunan people are people who like to show off their appearance. People like this
Opportunistic people are allowed in! I'm not afraid of dirtying my eyes. I really think that my status is so high... I'm just a lowly person.'
Just as he was about to leave, the word "mean status" suddenly flashed in his mind, and he stopped in his tracks. Tengshi thought: "I helped him complete a big thing, and now he has reached the sky in one step. I am so confused that I probably forgot about it."
Our kindness! I just wanted to interrogate him to see if this young man is a white-eyed wolf!" Cai Xianqing was already resentful, so he pushed through the crowd, strode to the door, and shouted to the doorkeeper: "I want to enter the house.
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The janitor slave sat on the horse, looked at him like a thief, did not answer, and spat on the ground contemptuously.
Cai Xianqing's face turned red and she cursed loudly: "Grandma! You slave, how dare you do this to a guest?" The people around him trembled in fright.
The servant showed no sign of weakness, took away the maza, and opened his eyes angrily: "You broke into the door without giving me the name card. It will be a kindness for me not to kick you out."
"Haha," Cai Xianqing crossed her legs, put her hands on her hips, rolled up her sleeves, and pointed at her face and said, "Look clearly! I belong to Ye Shilang, and he has been working with Guo Sixing in the palace all day long! You
If you don't get out of the way, be careful of getting whipped by your master!"
Seeing that he was aggressive and not a master who was easy to bully, the slave felt a little scared, so he sat down obediently and muttered: "Come in as you go, what are you doing with these useless things..."
Cai Xianqing sneered and walked into the house openly and openly, regardless of everyone's gaze.
When I walked to the inner courtyard, I saw several servants coming to greet me. They said that the Hunan people were still preparing a banquet and asked the guests to wait in the hall, and then took them over.
When there were many people sitting in the living room, Xianqing's eyes were dazzled by the bright silk and satin, and he could only wear a piece of cloth, which made the latter feel an inexplicable inferiority complex. He did not dare to sit on the chair in front, and
Reluctant to sit aside in silence, he chose an insignificant place and collapsed on the Taishi chair.
Before drinking tea for a moment, harsh jeers came from the left and right, and some said straight up: "If a good prince is a businessman, this house can still accommodate a lowly person. If I were the master, I would have taught him to curse and drive away."
Get out of the house!"
"Look at his appearance, he must be an old actor!"
"What's wrong with the actors!" Cai Xianqing threw the tea bowl, "Master Cai has traveled a wider road than you in his life, and has seen a wider range of people than you. People in and outside Nanjing are congratulating me. How many high-ranking officials have you achieved, but you are still fawning over me?"