When the casually dressed Jin Yiwei led the others away, all the guests in the teahouse stayed away from this table.
There is a madman sitting here. Who can guess the logic of the madman's behavior? What if he is in a bad mood and calls someone to beat up the people around him?
"Master Sun, the people around you"
Sun Jing no longer had the previous contempt, and instead looked at Sun Ru with a critical eye.
Sun Ru said: "Oh, my family is doing business in Anlu, and I have some spare money. When I arrived in the capital, I had a fight with someone because I was jealous of them in Jiaofangsi. Later, my husband sent some people with official background.
I have a lot of people following me to protect me and prevent me from causing trouble. My husband said that even if we don’t cause trouble, we can’t suffer any loss.”
Sun Jing thought for a while, although you, sir, are a bit of a spendthrift, what you said makes some sense.
"I wonder who the gentleman you are talking about is?"
Sun Jing asked again. He was not sure if the madman in front of him was talking about Zhu Hao.
Sun Ru was confused: "Aren't you my husband's future brother-in-law? Master uncle, don't be joking. I will do what my husband taught me. You have to bear witness for me. I didn't hit anyone."
Ouch.
When Sun Jing heard this, he realized that his future brother-in-law was very strict in teaching his disciples. No wonder you were beaten like that and didn't come back with revenge afterwards.
You really "respect teachers and moral principles" when it comes to relationships!
Why didn't you see it before?
Sun Jing felt awkward when he heard the title of "Uncle Master", but he said with some respect: "From now on, I hope you will take more care of me in the Imperial College.
Sun Rucheng was frightened: "Master, uncle, you are too polite. You are the elder and I am the junior. I will have to take care of me more in the future."
The introducer on the side smiled and said: "Take care of each other, take care of each other."
Sun Ru was a little proud: "I arrived at the Imperial College a few months before my uncle, so I have good connections. If there is anything that my uncle doesn't understand, just ask me and you can give me any instructions."
"Thank you, thank you very much."
Sun Jing didn't know what to say.
A person who should have been looked down upon by him, but because he was a disciple of Zhu Hao, a civil servant, and had a bright future in the Imperial College, his image became taller.
On the other hand, although he is the son of a minister, Sun Jing knows very well that his father has no interest in court affairs, and it will be a matter of time before he retires. Moreover, his father will definitely not think about helping him to win anything. Being able to study in the Imperial College is already a gift, just like himself.
I can only look to my brother-in-law for my future prospects.
"Sir, I did not embarrass you in front of my uncle. They were the ones who hit me first, and I neither fought back nor argued with them."
After seeing Zhu Hao, Sun Ru quickly reported the "results" of her meeting with Sun Jing.
At this time, he was following Zhu Hao to prison to thoroughly examine Wu Jie's case.
Zhu Hao said: "As long as you don't cause trouble for me outside, I've checked. The guy who made trouble for you was because you messed with a woman you shouldn't mess with in the hook bar before. It's just that you forgot all about the punishment after you were drunk!
You are not allowed to go to such places again in the next month."
"ah?"
Sun Ru looked aggrieved.
Although he now has a family and a career, and his wife is also in the capital, he just likes to live a life of debauchery.
He really couldn't bear it if he didn't go out to look for flowers and willows for a long time.
The colorful world in the capital had long fascinated his eyes. What he said about preparing for the national examination in front of Sun Jing was purely for people to listen to. From Zhu Hao to himself, everyone knew that the Jinshi status was basically related to him.
insulation.
It’s so troublesome to be a student member, but you still want to be a Jinshi? Do you really think that the title of Jinshi in the Ming Dynasty was earned for nothing? Do you think there is no grading standard in the Ming Dynasty examination?
In the imperial prison.
Zhu Hao meets Wu Jie.
After Wu Jie confessed Yang Tinghe, he stayed in the imperial prison and did not come out. When they met again, he was skinny and skinny. He looked full of vicissitudes of life and his words were not breathtaking at all.
Although Zhu Hao asked not to torture him, ordinary people would not be able to bear being locked up in this dark place for several months.
"Your case has been settled and should have been redeemed.@*~~
It's a crime, but because you followed His Majesty's orders before, you were exempted from guarding the border."
Zhu Hao said.
Wu Jie looked at Zhu Hao with hopeful eyes and said pitifully: "Then what should I do next?"
Zhu Hao said: "Today you can go back and reunite with your family, but from now on, you must live in seclusion. Your family's pharmacy business can continue, and you can even invite a doctor for a consultation, but you cannot come forward to treat illnesses and save people. If you appear in public, or
Talking nonsense"
"I know, I know, thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty."
Wu Jie knelt on the ground and kowtowed in the direction of the palace.
In fact, he didn't even know the specific direction of the dungeon, and the place he was kneeling was not facing the palace at all.
Since entering the imperial prison, he has been living in such a dark place, day and night, and all he can see is an area as big as a palm. It is precisely because of this that he knows the value of freedom.
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Zhu Hao felt helpless and weak as a scholar without real power!
When faced with power, even if there is a sense of arrogance in one's heart, the slightest pressure from power will yield. How many people in this world are willing to die for the so-called truth?
"Okay, take off his shackles and let him go out with me."
The jailer took off Wu Jie's shackles.
Wu Jie limped behind Zhu Hao and did not dare to look around when he walked out of the cell.
Perhaps he is afraid that he cannot adapt to the free atmosphere in front of him, or perhaps this happiness comes too suddenly, and he may be deprived of his freedom at any time and thrown into prison again.
"ah"
The prisoner's screams were heard not far away.
There is no shortage of torture at any time in the imperial prison. After all, Zhu Hao does not serve in the Jinyi Guards and has no right to decide other matters in the Jinyi Guards.
"gentlemen."
Lu Song appeared in front of Zhu Hao and his eyes quickly fell on Wu Jie.
Wu Jie's whole body was tense, his breathing was rapid, and he was obviously nervous, for fear that Lu Song would catch him back.
Zhu Hao said: "The decree has been issued and he can go home.
Lu Song did not shy away from Wu Jie and said to his face: "But he knows too many things. If he is allowed to go out like this."
When Wu Jie heard this, his legs became weak.
"fine."
Zhu Hao waved his hand and said, "Have someone keep an eye on him. With his current appearance, no one will believe what he says when he goes out. Will he cause trouble for himself?"
Wu Jie hurriedly defended: "Yes, yes, ordinary people will not dare to speak nonsense."
Lu Song also didn't expect that the cowardly man standing in front of him was the judge from Taiyuan Hospital who had threatened him in court that day. He could understand that the prison was a gate of hell, but he was also impressed by Zhu Hao's wisdom and plan.
If Zhu Hao had not made Wu Jie a "traitor" right from the start, Wu Jie's temper would not have collapsed so quickly.
Wu Jie put on clean clothes and finally walked out of the back door of Fusi, Jinyiwei North Town.
His family members learned the news first and sent a carriage to pick him up.
People are gone.
Lu Song came behind Zhu Hao and did not mention Wu Jie's matter again. Instead, he talked about private matters with a smile: "I have always wanted to invite you to sit at home. In fact, it is also to thank Mr. Zhu for coming out to protect my family. Until now.
Only then can we live a good life in the capital."
Zhu Hao smiled and said: "Everything is over. Oh, by the way, Lu Qianhu, you didn't check what happened back then after you arrived in the capital?"
Lu Song came close to Zhu Hao's ear and whispered: "That Lin Baihu at the time has now been promoted to Deputy Qianhu. Recently, he often comes in and out of Fusi Yamen in Beizhen. After meeting him, he deliberately pretended not to know me. Probably
I don’t want to mention the past anymore.”
Zhu Hao thought to himself, is this the real reason why you want to invite me home for dinner?
What Lu Song was most worried about was the time when he was a spy for the Jin Yiwei to spy on the imperial court. Although times had changed and no one seemed to be pursuing or caring about it, Lu Song knew that it might just be because the emperor had not yet fully taken control of the imperial court.
When the new emperor no longer has to fight with civil servants, he will always have the intention to investigate the relationship between the imperial court and Prince Xing's Mansion. And even if the emperor does not investigate, there will definitely be censors who will talk about the past. When the time comes, Lu Song
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It may still be revealed.
Zhu Hao said: "Lu Qianhu worked hard for the palace in the palace, regardless of life and death. Even if he did something that was embarrassing to the palace, at least it did not endanger the vital interests of the palace. And everyone was their own master at that time, so you don't have to worry at all.
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"Oh! I hope so."
Lu Song was not convinced by Zhu Hao.
As a traitor and a two-faced man, he simply did not dare to ask the new emperor to forgive him.
If his colleagues knew that this guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes had betrayed Prince Xing's Mansion, even if the emperor didn't pursue him, would he still have the nerve to stay in Jinyiwei?
Zhu Hao asked: "How has Lu Bing been practicing his martial arts recently?"
Hearing Zhu Hao mention his son, Lu Song finally had a look of comfort on his face and said: "Xiao Bing has been practicing martial arts very diligently recently, because the young master of the Guan family has a deep influence on him, and Xiao Bing is also very competitive.
My idea is to wait a few years and let him take part in the martial arts competition, hoping that he can make some achievements."
Zhu Hao smiled and said: "It's good for a son to inherit his father's legacy. Your Majesty has always taken good care of the people around him. I believe Lu Bing will have a good future in the future.??Update without error@"
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Lu Song also felt that even if he made a mistake and his past was exposed, his son should not be implicated.
At least the emperor would remember the friendship he had with Lu Bing when they were studying together, and Lu Bing was still the son of his nanny, so he would definitely take care of him.
More importantly, Lu Song felt that with Zhu Hao here, he would definitely help Lu Bing.
"When will Mr. Zhu have time to come so that my wife can prepare early?" Lu Song was very enthusiastic.
Zhu Hao said: "Let's go back. The New Year is approaching and I have been very busy recently."
He is indeed very busy and has to meet Lou Suzhen in the afternoon.
Rather than asking about Tang Yin, Zhu Hao felt that Lou Suzhen should find something to do.
Recently, the scale of the weaving workshop opened by Zhu Hao in the capital has become larger and larger. He teaches female workers and holds female classes. Mrs. Gongsun alone is not enough. Gong Yeling is now busy rehearsing and can no longer care about being a female teacher. Besides,
Gong Yeling's teaching level is not good either.
But sending Lou Suzhen there would be giving Lou Suzhen a second life.
In the past, Zhu Hao estimated that Lou Suzhen would not be willing, but now Zhu Hao feels that Lou Suzhen wants to live a normal life more and needs to find a spiritual sustenance.
It's obviously not possible to put your trust in Tang Yin, the prodigal son. It would be more reliable to do something more meaningful.