Film and TV: Starting from the Night Watchman of Dafeng

Chapter 72 I am Wei Feng, Wei An’s father~
Xu Qian'an immediately cut off the poop.

He typed quickly with his mind.

[No. 3: How did you know?]

He did mention to No. 2 that a team of inspectors had set out for Yunzhou to investigate Yang Chuannan's collusion with bandits, and that this was after they discovered the unusual bloody scene on the barge.

But he never mentioned that Wei An was in the governor's fleet.

Far away in Yunzhou, in a temporary shed built in a bandit camp, a heroic woman was surprised for a moment.

So impatient?

Sure enough, number three must be Wei An.

A Confucian disciple who is related to the night watchman, both conditions are met.

Number Six: Number Two, Mr. Wei is a kind person. What do you want to do?

Number six also popped out.

Only then did Xu Qian'an realize that something was wrong.

It is not difficult to infer from previous exchanges that Number Two hates evil and even has opinions about Emperor Yuan Jing.

I've never met Wei An...how could I have any bad intentions towards him?
He was nervous.

Number Two: I've also heard the Song of Righteousness, but how could I not know the deeds of Wei An? I don't know if he's a good person, but I admire his ability to defeat the Cheng School! The Imperial College taking over the imperial court, what the hell is this?!

Number Six: I made a mistake.

The whole building was distorted by their conversation!
When Xu Qian'an was about to bring the topic back...

[Number One: Number Two, how did you know Wei An went to Yunzhou?]

Number One doesn't dive anymore.

That was exactly what he wanted to ask.

Xu Qian'an wanted to wait for No. 2's reply.

【Number Two: I won’t tell you!】

Xu Qianan, “…”

[Number Three: I want to know too. Number Two, how did you find out?]

[Number Two: It's all spread across Yunzhou, it's not a secret.]

It’s only been a short while since they set out, and the news has already spread across Yunzhou?
Xu Qian'an frowned.

Not good.

Wei An needs to be reminded.

Far away in the capital, in the Lanyue Palace, Huaiqing frowned and looked towards the south.

...

Into the night
"Okay, I understand. Thank you, Brother Ning Yan."

Wei An thanked him.

Xu Qian'an saw that he was calm and didn't seem surprised at all.

After thinking for a moment, he mentioned again, "Wuyang, was this done by the person who once controlled you?"

"Maybe, who knows." Wei An said in a relaxed tone.

I guess he has a back-up card.

After thinking about it, Xu Qian'an stopped worrying about it and went back to his dormitory.

The fact that the Yuzhou Canal Transport Commissioner colluded with the Yunzhou bandits and intended to rebel had not been found out yet, and the governor's fleet could not stay for too long. Zhang Xingying could only make a report and rush to Yunzhou.

In the following days, Wei An's daily routine seemed to have returned to his original world. He would go to the deck and the dormitory to tidy himself up and practice the Mountain-Shaking Fist.

There is only one difference, you can’t sleep!

In his spare time, Nangong Qianrou or Liu Hong and others would act as sparring partners, fighting with him and enhancing his practical combat experience.

Until this day, when the fleet docked in Qingzhou, everyone finally had a short time to get off the ship, stretch their muscles and relax their minds.

As soon as we landed, we saw from afar a middle-aged man in a crimson robe leading a group of Qingzhou officials standing at the dock.

"So grand?"

Zhang Xingying immediately straightened his robe.

It's not for you.

Nangong Qianrou and Xu Qian'an complained in their hearts.

"Meet Governor Zhang."

Yang Gong was the governor of Qingzhou, a second-rank official.

Although Zhang Xingying was the governor, he did not have any titles like "supervisor of military affairs and concurrently in charge of food and wages", and was also a second-rank official.

Yang Gongzi didn't need to lower himself too much.

Of course, this is also related to Yang Gong's strong confidence.

Since taking office, he has eliminated 178 corrupt officials, cleaned up the official atmosphere in Qingzhou, set an example himself, performed his duties with integrity, and served the people wholeheartedly.

Zhang Xingying returned the greeting and stood up, a smile on his face as he said with emotion, "Ziqian, I heard you made a big move in Qingzhou."

"I just swept away some borers and rice bugs." Yang Gong waved his hand and said indifferently.

After exchanging a few polite words with Zhang Xingying, Yang Gong ordered his officials to take Zhang Xingying and his party to rest.

He took Wei An out alone and asked him to ride in the same carriage with him.

"Master Ziyang, it's been a while since we last met. Are you all right?"

Beside the carriage, Wei An bowed and greeted.

When he stood up, he was greeted with extremely complicated looks.

To sum up, I feel quite regretful!

"If I had resolutely resigned that day, you would have been my beloved disciple. What would Chen Youping have to do with you? He got the advantage for nothing. Zhang Jinyan and Li Mubai are also useless!" Yang Gong complained.

Wei An hurriedly said, "Master Ziyang, my teacher asked me to learn the art of war from Master Zhang, learn chess from Master Li, and learn the art of engraving and fighting from the dean." Yang Gong's eyes lit up, "Then you can study with me."

How could Wei An refuse to accept such a favor?

He took a half step back and bowed deeply and politely, "Master Yang."

"Okay, okay!" Yang Gong nodded repeatedly.

"I have received the letter from the dean. Let's go to my house. Your master's wife has prepared a banquet for you." Yang Gong grabbed Wei An's arm.

...

Yang Mansion, Study

Yang Gong held a piece of paper and sighed in his heart.

"It is a blessing for the academy to have you."

Just this last sentence.

“The teachers in the academy help me more.”

Wei Andao.

"Although it is said that Confucian scholars can memorize everything they read once they reach the highest level, I still find your phonetic spelling method easy to learn and understand."

Yang Gong simply ignored his words and said.

Wei An simply cut to the chase, "Master Yang, you don't need to worry about the cost of the children's schooling at the prefectures and counties. My uncle will provide the funds. Master Yang, please recruit a group of students and scholars to learn this method and then teach the children who will attend school."

"Where did Wei Yuan get so much money?" Yang Gong frowned.

Wei An was stunned.

My uncle seems to be quite rich.

"I don't care about other provinces, but why does Qingzhou need your uncle to take such a prominent position? I will raise funds and build a school."

"However, it's not a good idea to just teach this phonetic method."

Yang Gong was a little hesitant.

If you teach the sage scriptures...

"You can also teach some sage classics, as well as mathematics. Master Yang, this is the mathematics textbook I wrote."

Wei An took out three books.

Yang Gong took it, flipped through the first volume, and carefully closed it. He said to Wei An in a serious tone, "I will carefully select the craftsmen to print this book."

"Thank you, Master Yang."

Although he knew that Yang Gong would definitely help him, Wei An still felt relieved at this moment.

Yang Gong stood up, took a few slow steps, and looked up at the distant sky with his hands behind his back. "It is my academy that should thank you."

"A Confucian is one who cultivates virtue, merit, and words. If this is accomplished, you will be immortal."

...

Capital
Without Wei An, the capital city seemed to have not changed much.

The sorcerers on the seventh floor of the Sitianjian are still busy.

People from the government office and the Ministry of Justice came to ask for help with their approval, but they were still very angry with these sorcerers.

Seeing that these warlocks were nice to the night watchman, he became even angrier!

this day
A horse-drawn carriage sped through the streets and rushed across Yongkang Street, causing pedestrians to exclaim in surprise.

This situation immediately attracted the attention of the night watchman on patrol.

The two Tongluo chased hard, saving the people who were almost killed by the horses' hooves while trying to control the carriage.

And the carriage... suddenly stopped in front of the Ministry of Justice.

The bailiffs from the Ministry of Justice and the two Tongluo men surrounded them, and many people around them pointed and talked.

"Where's the groom? There's no groom?"

"Whose child is this, so bold?"

"A horse running in a busy city will lose its skin even if it doesn't die!"

“This horse…”

"There's something wrong with this horse." A man with a gong replied to a bystander's words.

He seems to know something about horses.

"What's wrong?"

Upon hearing this, the guards from the Ministry of Justice stopped immediately.

The man with the bronze gong was speechless and stepped forward cautiously.

Suddenly, the back of the carriage broke open and a man rolled down.

The man was in his thirties or forties, dressed casually, collapsed on the ground, his clothes disheveled, his hair a mess, and two big red spots on his cheeks. The stench of alcohol was palpable without even getting close to him!

"Which drunkard is this?"

"How dare you invade the Ministry of Justice!"

The guard from the Ministry of Justice became excited again and stepped forward to lift up the middle-aged man.

"Hiccup~"

The latter burped the yamen runner in the face.

“Hmm.”

The yamen runner almost vomited and threw him to the ground.

Fortunately, a gong caught the middle-aged man.

"Bring it back first..."

Before he could finish his words, the middle-aged man, his eyes hazy with drunkenness, mumbled, "I am Wei Feng, the father of Wei An~"

(End of this chapter)