Hypocrites

On the day when Song Jun returned to Wangdu, if Liang Heng had been guarded at the gate of the city, even if Song Jun had passed by him a hundred times, he might not have recognized him—at this moment, this ragged, disheveled, stooped back seemed unbearably exhausted. The vagrant turned out to be Shen Men's big brother back then.

In fact, not to mention Liang Heng, even Deng Yang, who used to hang out with Song Jun, didn't recognize anyone.

He just felt strange that there was a beggar squatting in front of the house.

"Go!" Seeing the master coming back, the door boy swept his sleeves.

Deng Yang walked in, then backed out - the beggar stared blankly at him.

Huh?Deng Yang noticed something unusual.

The beggar pulled back his long, oily hair, revealing a mouthful of white teeth: "It's me, it's me!"

"Quick, quick! Boil hot water!"

"Is there any leftover food in the kitchen?"

"Hurry up and start a fire and stir-fry some new dishes! Then go to Xishikou and cut off a leg of each pig, sheep and cattle!"

Deng Zhai was in a hurry.

Song Jun was so tired that he just wanted to find a solid place to sleep with his eyes closed, but Deng Yang refused to let him dirty his bed, so he ordered a few servants to strip him naked and throw him into the tub. Jiner washed him thoroughly inside and out.He put on clean clothes again, cut his hair, caught lice, and finally tidied up his appearance.

When he sat at the dining table, Song Jun's upper and lower eyelids were glued together, sobered by the aroma of the broth, he couldn't help but burst into tears: "I went back to Brother Yu'er's house first. Cooking, he will not come back after waiting for a long time. If this continues, he will starve to death. Brother Deng, the kindness of a meal is unforgettable!"

Deng Yang already knew that he was still alive.The last time Song Jun came to Wangcheng to deliver something to Shen Yu, he visited Deng's house before leaving, but because of the rush of the schedule, he didn't have time to catch up on the past.

Deng Yang had tears in his eyes: "Brother Song, Brother Song, I told you to go with you. With my purse, why did you end up begging to go back to Beijing!"

Song Jun also said sadly: "Don't mention Brother Deng again, how can you, the eldest young master, bear the hardships along the way?"

"Don't talk, don't talk, let's eat first!"

So, when Shen Yu got Wang Jianzhi's report, he hurried home, found the message left by Song Jun, and then rushed to Deng's house. What he saw was that the tables, seats, cups and dishes were messed up, and Song Jun ate like a pregnant woman. March, crookedly belching contentedly on the long bench.

Deng Yang fanned him with a benevolent expression, and then greeted Shen Yu with a condemning look.

Shen Yu sat at the table with his front full, and he didn't rush when he saw someone, and inspected the dishes on the table, and they were licked cleaner than they had been washed.

"I didn't say, Brother Yu," Deng Yang taught earnestly, "You are already a high-ranking official, why don't you even have a waiter at home? How do you solve your daily meals?"

Shen Yu didn't answer, but said in his heart, he would naturally go to the palace to solve it.

Song Jundao: "How can he cook? He was born to be a young master."

That's right, if Song Jun is at home, then Song Jun will cook and feed his teacher and his teacher's son.

After Song Jun digested for a while and could sit up straight, Shen Yucai said, "You have worked hard on this journey, Brother Jun."

Song Jun waved his hand, and told him the general situation of Huaiyin, Guangling, Yingchuan and other places he passed after he left Wangdu and entered the flooded area.Sometimes when the rain is a little lighter, we hurry up to hurry, because the water floods the Jinshan Mountains, and the cars and horses are impassable, and the soles of our feet are bubbling when we walk straight.Sometimes it rains like a waterfall, so we have to hide from the rain in the refugee shelter.A certain time when a river had to be crossed, when the water was flooding and no one was willing to cross him, Song Jun was also more courageous than previous years, so he found a tree trunk that had been severed by lightning, cut it three times and twice, and made it. He got a canoe and rode the wind and waves across the river.Hearing that, Deng Yang was dumbfounded.

"Your timing was good," Song Jun said. "In the event of flooding, several government offices had no time to manage Shuzuotai, so I went in smoothly and copied the files. After the flood season, we have to check the situation of warehouses in various states and counties." , I took the opportunity to collect some information. It’s all here.”

He reached out to touch his pocket, but it was empty.Then I remembered that I had changed my clothes.

Fortunately, Deng Yang didn't quickly throw away the rags he was wearing, and asked someone to bring it, and found a fist-thick bamboo slip from it.

"Isn't it just soaked in water every day?" Song Jun chuckled, "I thought, I might get dizzy with ink, so I used a knife to carve."

Unfolding the bamboo slips, on the thin strips of each leaf, there are indeed notches that go deep into the texture, and the strokes are neat and clearly recognizable.When in use, just fill it up with toner, and the writing will appear immediately.

When the two saw this bamboo slip, they were speechless.After a while, Deng Yang said with great admiration: "Brother Song, I am not as good as you for being hardworking and hardworking! In the future, you will definitely have a place in the temple."

"Dian...what does His Majesty say?" Song Jun rolled his tongue and swallowed the word Dian back.In his mind, Liang Heng was still the same as when he came to the house for the New Year's Eve dinner, and now His Highness is His Majesty.

Only then did Shen Yu smile: "He really wanted to come to see you in person, but recently there was a tail that couldn't be shaken off. I didn't let him come, and I was angry for a while."

"This..." Song Jun suddenly became nervous.He didn't know anything, he just thought that his younger brother was relying on his past affection and taking shelter of His Majesty, he was afraid that one day, Liang Heng would think the Shen family's affairs were too troublesome, so he would simply dump Shen Yu.

"Don't be as casual as you used to be when you were studying in the palace, and be cautious about your Majesty's affairs."

Deng Yang naturally knew it well, hehe sneered: "Brother Song, you are worried for no reason. Even if Brother Yu lifted the roof of the Golden Temple, our little Majesty will only care about whether his hand hurts or not."

Shen Yu sat upright, gave Deng Yang a hand knife behind his back, rolled up the bamboo slips that Song Jun had brought back so hard, and put them in his sleeve.

"I'll submit it to His Majesty when I get back. Brother, thanks to you, things have finally progressed."

Duan Fu.In autumn, the leaves began to fall in the courtyard, and the book boy took a broom to clean the dead leaves.Under the fan of Fushou Xiantao, there was a tea table, Duan Boyu divided two glazed cups, poured tea leisurely, Duan Yanyou lowered his head to wipe a sword, and did not touch the tea.

Duan Boyu said warmly: "What's so good about dancing with knives and guns, you don't need to go into battle yourself, someone will lead the charge for you."

Duan Yanyou remained silent, Duan Boyu said again: "When you are a prince and general, you yearn for the demeanor of making tea and playing the qin. Only pawns in front of horses and servants of guards wear swords and swords all day long."

Duan Yanyou laughed out loud. He had sparse facial features, and when he smiled, he was naturally heroic. However, when he was behind others, he was always full of thoughts and rarely showed his face. The smile now was mostly ridiculed.

"You mean brother?"

Duan Boyu also smiled, but he smiled very gracefully, with a kind of indifference that I said what I said: "The emperor's close servant is also a slave."

Duan Yanyou said: "I don't think so. The Nanqi royal family and the Beichao royal family are both from the background of military generals, so it can be seen that using words and ink is no match for the king with strength."

Duan Boyu didn't argue with him, picked up the teacup, and tasted the bitter and mellow taste from the tip of his nose and tongue at the same time.As for whether this is a random tea bought in the East and West Market, or a high-quality tea tribute from a famous mountain, I can't really taste it.

A little maid came over, bowed in front of Dege Fan, and said to Duan Boyu: "Young Master is at Madam's place, and I want to pay my respects to Xiangye after dinner."

Duan Boyu frowned and said: "Tell him to come here first, and then go back to eat."

The little servant girl served in front of the mistress, she was very courageous, and said the original words: "The madam said, Mr. Xiang is accompanied by his own wild goods, and it is enough to forget her mother for a while."

Listening to those words, Duan Yanyou put the sword back into its sheath.The school boy sweeping the fallen leaves in the courtyard came forward with a broom and slapped the little girl head-on. The branches of the broom covered her face with bloodstains, and the little girl screamed unexpectedly.

The bookboy chased her out of the yard like sweeping leaves, and the screams penetrated the backyard to the west wing.

Duan Boyu was still drinking tea, and said strangely: "Recently, your temper has become worse and worse."

Duan Yanyou's face was gloomy.

In less than half a moment, Duan Yanling, who was having dinner with his mother, came, obviously got the maid's cry, and his face was no better than Duan Yanyou's.

"I am coming."

"Sit." Duan Boyu poured half a cup of tea for his son.

"Your Majesty summoned Xu Chuan," Duan Yanling said indifferently, "and gave him a report, which is the land tax household tax investigated by Shen Yu's subordinates."

Duan Boyu thought for a moment: "There is Tong Fang's eyeliner in the Agricultural Department. Because he was worried that he would scare the snake away, Xu Yu has never been able to start a detailed investigation. How did Shen Yu get this job?"

"I don't know," Duan Yanling stared elsewhere, "Do you want me to ask? He doesn't tell me everything now."

Duan Boyu said kindly: "Forget it, don't spoil the relationship between your cousins."

After reporting this incident, Duan Yanling didn't want to stay for a moment, and went back to the front hall to appease his fiery mother.

The two brothers didn't exchange a word, Duan Yanyou only looked up at this moment, glanced at his brother's back, with a smile that was not a smile.

"Brother just became someone else's dog, and the chain is still in Daddy's hand."

Duan Boyu was very surprised: "Is that someone else? That's his cousin." After speaking, he smiled and said in a very friendly tone: "The cousins ​​are also relatives, and they are all family members."

Because of the information that Song Jun sent charcoal in a timely manner, Xu Yu followed the map and secretly checked the tax accounts of several counties and counties around Shixing for months, and made rapid progress.Yang Xize was even more calm, so that Shen Yu often wondered whether he was looking for witnesses.

The color of autumn is cold, the hoarfrost freezes the grass leaves, and the sharp wind brushes the bones cold.

Liang Heng still caught a cold, the medical officer from the Imperial Medical Office came to show him, and prescribed a prescription, the medicine was decocted under the eaves at Xiaohuangmen, the smell was bitter, suddenly it was the scene of the late emperor at Fengque Terrace again.

Liang Heng wore a crane cloak and leaned against the corridor, basking in the sun and flipping through the papers. Siji handed him the medicine, and he said: "Look at you, you're not very smart. You've only been here for a long time, and the medicine has boiled up."

Siji was terrified and impatient.Impatient with Liang Heng's constant stabbing at him, fearing that if he was driven away by the little emperor, Qiu Gong would not know how to punish him.

Shen Yu came from the end of the courtyard, knelt down on one knee in front of the porch, and held Liang Heng's bare feet that were dangling in the air, the temperature was a little cold.

"You've taken all the medicine, and you're still barefoot?"

Liang Heng seemed to be in a good mood, and said with a giggle, "Basking in the sun."

Shen Yu waved his hand and ordered Siji to fetch the shoes and socks, and put them on for him himself.

"Sit down." Liang Heng patted the seat beside him.Shen Yu switched to the other side of the vent and sat next to him.

"Yang Xi's playing table, have a look?"

The parchment unfolded in front of his eyes, but it was not a memorandum, but a written confession.Shen Yuwei glanced sideways, seeing that Siji was not aware of it, just leaning against the pillar in a daze.

It was the Shangshutai official who disappeared two years ago, and Yang Xi finally found him.This person is really good at hiding, and he actually hid in the deep mountains and old forests. He lived on the second floor of a teahouse that was only for mountain visitors to rest for two years.Fortunately, life in the deep mountains is inconvenient, and his wife and children are unwilling to accompany him, so this person has to go down the mountain to go home every now and then to express condolences.It was during the few days when he returned to his hometown that the subordinates sent by Yang Xi came to the door.