The next day happened to be the official holiday, which is roughly equivalent to a modern Sunday. But for Zhang Ning, there is no busier day than a holiday. He visited Yu Qian at noon, and Wang Jian was invited to have a drink at Yu Qian's house.
We had a drink; in the afternoon, we were still drunk, so we went to Zuixianlou with Huang Shiren and other colleagues from last year for a drink. The name of the banquet was to receive the wind and cleanse the dust, and Zhang Ning obviously played the leading role. A dozen people came around and sang the drinking orders again.
, Zhang Ning couldn't bear it anymore and got drunk.
We learned a lot about the situation at the wine table. Yu Qian was demoted two levels "for no reason" and is now the supervisory censor of the Metropolitan Procuratorate. The seventh-rank supervisory censor, Yu Qian's official position is even lower than that of Zhang Ning... But if he can
Given the choice, Zhang Ning would rather be the seventh-rank censor. Many things in the court were arranged by Yu Qian's teacher Yang Shiqi. Considering that Yang Rong, Lu Zhen, etc. were also very powerful, Yang Shiqi at least had a lot of weight in his words. He arranged
Yu Qian must have had some considerations when he became the censor.
"I met a boss who is a drunkard!" the groom whispered to his attendants. They were all people assigned to Zhang Ning by the Yamen of the Ministry of Etiquette. Seeing Zhang Ning slumped on the back of the donkey, they thought he was drunk and unconscious, so they spoke
How dare you be so disrespectful.
Unexpectedly, Zhang Ning spoke immediately and said angrily: "You know nothing!"
The groom was immediately stunned and quickly looked back, seeing that Zhang Ning was still in the same appearance.
He was indeed very drunk. He was spinning so fast that he didn't know where he was going. He was nauseated, flustered, and had no energy. Anyway, he was very uncomfortable. However, his mind was not completely confused yet, and he probably knew what he was doing...he should go home.
The three of them arrived at the gate of the courtyard. The groom helped him off his horse, and he was almost thrown to the ground and chewed a mouthful of mud. He didn't know where the door was at this time. Then he heard a voice inside shouting: "My master is drunk, please come out to pick him up."
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Zhang Ning entered in a daze, and suddenly heard a voice complaining: "I have been here since the morning, and I have been waiting for you all day, but I didn't expect to see you like this! Can't you drink less? That's all, I will do it tomorrow.
Come back early in the morning."
"Sister Luo, let's go after dinner." said a crisp voice, which seemed to be the younger sister.
Zhang Ning opened his eyes and saw that there seemed to be many people spinning around him quickly like dancing, and he couldn't tell who was who. But in his heart, he was thinking about trying to visit Yang Shiqi, so he hurriedly said without thinking too much: "Luo
Yaoniang, don’t leave!”
"Brother, I am your sister."
As if he had found the wrong person, Zhang Ning changed direction: "Don't leave."
Luo Yaoniang was originally very angry, but when she saw that he was still mumbling her name when he was so drunk, her anger calmed down. Although it was not polite to call him by his first name, what did he care about when he was drunk?
"People say that people tell the truth after drinking. Huh, what a coincidence today." Luo Yaoniang suddenly remembered, she showed a special smile and told Zhao Erniang who was supporting Zhang Ning: "Go and make some sugar water for him to drink.
, it’s good for drunk people to drink.”
Zhao Erniang asked Zhang Xiaomei to help her without saying a word, and then went to the kitchen, where she met Xu Wenjun. The two had lived together for many days on the trip, and Wenjun had taken care of her after she was injured before, so their relationship was already relatively familiar.
Zhao Erniang said to Wenjun angrily: "That woman is shouting and yelling in our garden, treating people like slaves. Even Mr. Zhang has never yelled at me like this!"
Xu Wenjun whispered: "She seems to be our future wife. Let's not offend her before we meet her. Just be patient and don't let her hear her."
The two of them were busy working together, getting drinks and washbasins to go to the room. Zhang Ning was sitting inside, his face as red as pig liver due to alcohol reaction. He was sitting crookedly but he could still speak.
, his words were not vague, "Have you seen the opera singer in the yard? I brought it all the way from Nanjing and prepared it for Mr. Yang."
"Hey! My dad really loves to listen to operas. How did you know that?" Luo Yaoniang thought for a while, "I probably never told you."
A smile appeared on Zhang Ning's red face: "Mr. Yang is in front of such a high official. I can't find out what he likes and dislikes. I want to ask you to be my wife, but I have to settle with my father-in-law first..."
"What nonsense are you talking about..." Luo Yaoniang's face suddenly turned red and she lowered her head slightly. Zhang Ning in front of her smelled of alcohol and was very careless in her speech. It was as if the wife had settled things as if they were gossip... but the content was quite good.
Listening.
Drunk people are easily excited and excited. As soon as Zhang Ning started talking, he started to speak loudly, which was different from his usual gentle and cautious nature. He patted his chest and said with an expression as if he wanted to call himself Lao Tzu: "Mr. Zhang, um
Nowadays, you are considered a celebrity in Nanjing. Do celebrities understand that the most beautiful woman in Shanhefang is crying and asking me to go and admire the moon?
Call me brother politely..."
"You really didn't go?" Luo Yaoniang suddenly changed her face and stared at him.
Zhang Ning shook his head and said: "Who is a famous prostitute? Will I reward you?"
"Where is Miss Fang and Miss Wang?" Luo Yaoniang said coldly, as if interrogating.
Zhang Ning's mind immediately pictured Fang Ling's white breasts swaying like water waves on the bed, as well as her round and perky ass; he heard jealous questions in his ears. He suddenly woke up from the wine.
After a few minutes, the sobering medicine is still effective... He thought to himself: You think I'm stupid, can you admit this?
"Who is Miss Fang? Who is Miss Wang... Oh, I have never met that girl before. I forgot to ask if she is married." Zhang Ning insisted.
Zhang Xiaomei on the side intervened at the right time: "I married into the Li family in Jiangning County at the beginning of the year and opened a weaving workshop. Haven't you heard of me?"
The little girl had an innocent expression, and her innocent and childish face was even a little silly. Her appearance was deceptive. Luo Yaoniang believed her immediately. Only Zhang Ning knew that although the little girl was not lying, she was deliberately helping.
To hide it, the brother and sister vented their anger through one nostril and it was not in vain that the brother loved her so much. This little girl was very smart, so she would not mention Fang Ling, even though they watched the fireworks together on New Year's Eve. Zhang Ning was at ease with her and understood her best. For example, she
Although she looks delicate and tender, she is actually very brave. She probably wouldn’t even go to the cemetery alone at night.
"Where's Miss Fang?" Luo Yaoniang asked very carefully, and she was very jealous.
Zhang Ning said: "I originally wanted to say thank you. There are clear grievances, but it turns out she is no longer where she was."
Luo Yaoniang then showed a satisfied smile and her tone became gentle: "If you listen to me, will I still harm you?"
Zhang Ning had no choice but to nod... Since he has experienced modern morality, he doesn't think there is anything wrong with a woman being jealous... Of course, such a wife will bring a lot of trouble when she wants to spend the day and have fun, but this is not her fault and does not affect her.
Her evaluation in Zhang Ning's mind; moreover, most jealous women are more loyal in character.
"What did I just say?" Zhang Ning scratched his head, "Oh, by the way! A celebrity!"
Luo Yaoniang frowned slightly, not because he was bragging, but because she found that Zhang Xiaomei's gesture of supporting him was too intimate. Luo Yaoniang thought to herself: Her breasts even touched her brother's arm! This girl doesn't understand any etiquette.
There must be too little discipline. She couldn't help but think of the tube top "used as a flag" on the road last time, and she felt slightly uncomfortable. But when she thought that Zhang Xiaomei was Zhang Ning's "biological sister", she felt that maybe she had thought too much.
, but I felt a little embarrassed.
"Forget it, let's not talk about celebrities." Zhang Ning sobered up a little, and his interest in bragging was reduced, so he said instead, "The Peony Pavilion sung by this opera troupe is the most popular new song in Nanjing recently, and I wrote the script.
That’s why I made a special trip to bring you to Jing to let Mr. Yang give me some advice.”
"Did you write it?" Luo Yaoniang's eyes lit up.
Zhang Ning deliberately said calmly: "It's a small skill, how can I still talk nonsense?"
Luo Yaoniang nodded seriously and said, "This play may be very useful."
Zhang Ning smiled and thought, I have already thought about it, can I still handle this?
He picked up the sugar water on the table and took a big sip. At this time, his mind was much clearer than when he just came back. The dizziness and other symptoms were still there, but his mind and thinking were clearer. He thought of what he saw yesterday and asked
: "I heard that the prince is going to Nanjing to guard, and a spokesman was imprisoned for saying this. How much does Miss Luo know about this?"
Luo Yaoniang is from Yang Shiqi's family, and Yang Shiqi is a person who hangs out in the center of power, so Zhang Ning thought that she might know better. Sure enough, she spoke softly, obviously knowing the inside story, "It's relatively easy to go to jail... go up
A month ago, an official scolded the emperor for being too loud and lewd, saying that the emperor visited his concubine during a national mourning period, but was dragged and beaten to death on the spot. After that, the prince said again that the emperor would not listen to the advice and would let him go.
Nanjing; at this juncture, another official wrote a letter saying that the prince should not go to Nanjing, can the emperor not be angry?"
"So that's it." Zhang Ning suddenly thought for a moment and then said, "The official who scolded the emperor last month was a little bolder, which can probably be understood as being upright and daring to speak out; but someone has been wronged before, so why does the prince still want to do it?
Any advice?"
Luo Yaoniang whispered: "I heard from my father that the emperor is not in good health. The prince advised the emperor to stay away from the harem and take care of the dragon body out of loyalty."
Zhang Ning felt a bit ridiculous after hearing this. The emperor turned out to be a man who didn't even care about women's lives just to play with him. He didn't even care about the prince who was in trouble with him, and just let him go to Nanjing... It seems that the emperor has done another not-so-smart thing.
, now he is indeed sitting on the dragon throne, but the King of Han has not moved yet, and it is obvious that there are still hidden dangers to the throne; it would be better for him to simply move the prince to Nanjing. If something happens in the future and he becomes critically ill, he does not deliberately give the King of Han a chance.
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It must have been difficult for Emperor Hong Xi to get to where he is today. I can imagine that he endured a lot, but once he took the throne, he seemed to relax a little and did some unwise things one after another. For example, the current incident, and the treatment of Jianwen
There are obviously logical contradictions and personal emotions in the matter of the surviving ministers... It can be seen that people in high positions are not necessarily wise. Princes and common people are all raised by their parents.
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