Chapter 428: The Imperial Envoy vs. The Imperial Envoy (Part 1)
Just as Xu Xun sent away the letter to Zhang Cai through Fu Rong for 800 miles, he then recommended Lin Han as an official to Xia Yan's Thousand Words, Zhang Fuhua and Zhang Mao, and several Nanjing censors.
After the letters from the Minister of the Ministry were sent away one by one, a good news was also sent from the capital.
The little prince personally led his troops to invade Yansui. Yang Yiqing, the trilateral general, and the generals below the Yansui generals defended. The little prince's troops returned in vain and beheaded more than a hundred levels.
Although this seems to be just an ordinary confrontation, Xu Xun knew very well that as a Khan Batumonk, who almost unified the entire Mongolia, could not have been able to go to every battle himself, that was the one he had before.
The great victory only took over two loopholes of conflict. In addition, the leader of the troops was not Batumonk himself, so he could achieve such a result. Defending the frontier was even more invincible than attacking, which could make the invading Mongolian army without any aggressive force.
If you return with success, you can also achieve more than a hundred levels of beheading, which is quite good.
With such good news, he naturally felt very good. He didn't care about the chance of success in recommending Lin Han as the Minister of Personnel. What he cares about is that he can once again establish his good reputation in Nanjing and make these scholars famous.
A very good senior official can consciously turn to his side. Now it seems that using the supervisor to make trouble for Zhang Mao is also a legitimate person for himself, and using funding for the Xu family in Taipingli to demonstrate his generous mind and nostalgia and righteousness.
Then he used the emergencies of Ma Wensheng's impeachment to bring closer relationships with Lin Han and others, and even pushed Lin Han out. This step by step, he made great gains when he went to Nanjing this time.
Therefore, when it was time to go to Nanjing Gongyuan to preside over the ceremony, although Xu Xun wore the official uniform of the Qilin Baize, which rarely appeared after arriving in Nanjing, he was always very low-key. However, when he saw that
When his name appeared on the stone tablet of the Nanjing Gongyuan inscription this time, he knew that his move was not danshi, and his first choice was the biggest choice in his new life.
It will also be the most impressive mark in his future career.
So, after the re-repair ceremony of the Gongyuan re-repair and worshiping the Confucian Temple, Lin Han and others said to go to Yingtianfu School, which had been re-repaired next door, and he suggested changing to the regular clothes. All the officials also felt that
The black hat and gauze dress were out of place in the palace school, so naturally they all agreed with this proposal. Even so, walking in the palace school, several instructors such as the instructors were all trembling, and the students sat upright and looked down on them.
What happened? Everyone walked around. The oldest Zhang Fuhua suddenly picked the youngest student who was only eleven or twelve years old when he met, and called the person in front of him.
"This time you re-educated the Prefecture School, you have moved outside for more than half a year, but do you feel it is inconvenient?"
Zhang Fuhua didn't ask the instructor how good he was, but asked this question. Several instructors who were from juren were relieved. The student who was still in the chief role was not panicked at all. After thinking about it,
The voice was clear: "Students reported to the adults that although they moved outside before, they could listen to lectures and classes in the open house, and the whole school was full of joy. The students entered the school late, and they heard that when the spring rain continued,
There are often houses leaking in the palace, and the winter is windy and damp, and the students are suffering. Now the students have escaped this disaster by chance. Now the houses are fresh, and everyone praises the court's virtues and the careful arrangements of all the adults.
, Pingbeibo's righteousness and wealth."
Although Xu Xun was at the end, the young student glanced at Xu Xun, the most conspicuous among a large group of old, middle-aged and young officials. Needless to say, the curiosity and admiration in his eyes were. When he saw Xu Xun smiling at him
When he nodded, he quickly withdrew his gaze and lowered his head to look respectful...
The Tianxia Gongyuan and even the county school are said to be the imperial examination site, but because there are a lot of expenses in the local area, at most, it can be repaired at a small amount on weekdays, and Zhende needs to be rebuilt once, but it always depends on the generousness of the local gentry.
It is impossible to resist the fact that corrupt officials and clerks often do their best. This time, Xu Xun donated hundreds of acres of land, in order to make the favor bigger, Xu Qiu, Duke of Wei, simply converted the land at market price, and naturally included all the Gongyuan Confucian Temple School.
After entering, I discussed with Yingtian Mansion in the name of Nanjing garrison, which naturally made the upper and lower levels look refreshed. At this moment, I heard that the roof was leaking, and all the civil servants were born step by step by step by step by step by the affair, juren, and Jinshi.
I couldn't help but feel the empathy, and many people's eyes looked at Xu Xun slowed down a little more.
After all, when Xu Xun donated his money, he gave all his money, and his innocent heart was evident. Those people wanted to turn Zhao Qin's case over, which was indeed a reversal of right and wrong, and were devoted to seeking fame.
Now!
After leaving the imperial school, the garrison of Wei, Xu Qicheng, Duke of Wei, who attended this grand event today, and Lu Heng, the prefect of Yingtian, resigned first. Seeing that other officials gradually dispersed, Lin Han took the initiative to ask Xu Xun: "Mrs. First, move your spirits and move them to the emperor.
What is the matter? Does Pingbei Bo need us to do our best?"
"Thank you, Lord Lin, for your kindness. Yijing asked someone to choose a few good days for my father to decide, and then hire some people to help. However, this is a big deal of spiritual movement, but there is something on the sacrificial text and epitaphs..."
Before Xu Xun finished speaking, Zhang Mao smiled and said, "This is not easy to say. In this way, I will write the tribute. As for the epitaph of Mrs. Xian, please write it. Brother Gongshi. Of course, if you dislike me, you are the names of others.
Not enough, not beautiful enough..."
Although according to the current practice of Gonghou and Bo, it is best to invite several cabinet masters or officials from the department to write about this kind of thing, so that they are worthy of the family name, Xu Xun doesn't want to post it with a warm face at all.
He was so cold that Zhang Mao took the initiative to take on the matter, and hesitated, "I was too happy as Mr. Zhang said, "I was too late to be happy, so I didn't have any disgust... But, the two adults have always been noble and generous.
, I'm afraid of gossiping..."
"It's just to be afraid of people talking, so he left Hengda aside. Demao is smarter than me." Zhang Fuhua smiled slightly, and when he saw Lin Han didn't think it was offensive, he said seriously, "I'm not afraid of the shadow slanting, let alone the same
What is an epitaph? But if you heard the epitaph of Mrs. Xian Tai on the day you returned to Beijing, you are afraid that some people will feel uncomfortable."
"If you feel uncomfortable, you will feel uncomfortable. It is my freedom to ask who to write. Let's say you'll go!"
Xu Xun smiled heartily, immediately hugged her fists and said, "Since that's the case, I'm here to thank the three adults. It's almost noon now. Why not be a friend? How about asking three of you to have a drink?"
Since that time, Xu Xun has been to Zhang Mao’s official residence these days and has been very diligent inviting each other. At this time, the three of them did not refuse. They only brought one or two followers and just walked in the car.
Walking along Gongyuan Street to the east archway. Now it is daytime, light boats are parked on the banks of the Qinhuai River. All the lanterns that shine at night are now taken down, which looks quiet. Those restaurants and restaurants are also business.
Light. Xu Xun chose a house with elegant and clean storefront as if casually, and directly ordered a elegant seat on the second floor, and ordered five or six home-cooked side dishes and a pot of wine, without any luxury.
The servant arranged another table outside. At this moment, four people sat around the table and talked for a few words. Xu Xun casually mentioned the war in Yansui. Sure enough, although Zhang Fuhua, Lin, and Zhang Mao were not proficient in wars.
But he still asked with great interest. Just as Xu Xun was sending a detailed battle report from the Jinyiwei, he placed the pictures of the war at that time with the plates and wine glasses on the table, a loud noise suddenly came from his lower body.
….
"I really have a deep thought. The fireworks are in Jiangnan in March, and I have to leave after not staying for a day or two. The days are all spent on the road, and even a big boy can't get it. What's the imperial envoy...
It's bad luck!"
This sentence was clearly passed, and Zhang Fuhua and the other two immediately looked at Xu Xun. After all, the imperial envoys in this world are very rare. Apart from the one in front of them, they really can't think of anyone else.
Xu Xun was stunned by the three of them, and then smiled and said, "Don't the three lords really think it's such a coincidence? Besides, I've been here for several days, more than a day or two. Maybe the court sent it to me.
What imperial envoy came down?”
The three of them woke up and Zhang Mao smiled and said, "I think so. Shizhen, you have been here for so long, and the subordinates are well-constrained. You never listen to any disputes on the market. Of course, there will be no such slutty words in the market.
The follower.”
Lin Han's face was a little unhappy, so he gestured to the person to whisper: "Let's listen again."
Sure enough, a short while later, another voice came from downstairs: "No? I want me to tell you that Eunuch Dai was really wronged this time, just to give the Nanjing garrison Fu Rong and Zheng Qiang the imperial pen plaques, why did he
This eunuch, the eunuch who was in charge of the Silijian, went there personally? Of course, it was even more unfair to us. After a few months of going there, all the major events in making money in the palace could not catch up. Do you still remember the ship arrived?
The letter I received during Huai'an? This old horse is about to fall. Eunuch Li finally managed to defeat the enemy. If you want to please a few good words beside Eunuch Li, you will definitely enjoy endless benefits. It is not like this trip.
There is no oil or water..."
The cursing voices of several people were particularly harsh on the lower head, but they didn't know that there were ears in the wall, not to mention that there were only a staircase, and the four people above could hear clearly. Zhang Mao had always been jealous of evil, but he couldn't help but slapped the table heavily.
"It's just like this that eunuch who takes revenge on his own, those old men even insist that he be in charge of the rituals and ceremonies!"
The slap was very heavy. Not only did it shake a cup to the ground and smash it into pieces, but it also scared Xu Xun. However, Zhang Fuhua and Lin Han knew Zhang Mao's nature well.
The former coughed dryly and said, "Demao, don't be impatient."
Only then did Zhang Mao realize his disobedience and snorted coldly and clenched his fists. Lin Han was also quite angry, but he was not as old as Zhang Mao, but instead helped Zhang Fuhua persuade him. However,
Just as Xu Xun stood up and was about to ask someone to come in and clean up, there was a sudden noise outside, and then the door of the private room was pushed open rudely.
"A few of us are talking downstairs, but who is hitting the table and stuff on the top?"