Old Gong always wants to feed me fat

Le Zhengying is not young anymore, he should be married when he is a boy, and he should be married when he is a girl. In addition, he became the director of the Imperial Academy at a young age, so there are so many matchmakers who come to matchmaking every day that they can almost break the threshold.

His parents are also urging him to settle the marriage as soon as possible, and pass on the incense with his children and grandchildren as soon as possible.But he was too busy, the Hanlin Academy was understaffed, he had to deal with quite a lot of things, and he basically didn't have the time and energy to talk about love.

It is rare to have time to rest during the monthly holiday. He rented a good horse and played horses in the countryside. The spring scenery was so beautiful that he wanted to recite a poem. Unfortunately, there is no news about Yang Shigui, otherwise he would write a poem. Yinghe, flattering each other and bragging, how nice.

When he was thinking wildly, he came to the place where the Luming Banquet was held the year before last. This was a turning point in his official career. Without King Huai's purge, he might not be able to take advantage of the dean of the Imperial Academy.

Why.He reined in his horse and left.Slowly chattering, he ran into a person head-on, Le Zhengying still recognized him, his name was Zou Borong.In the same year as him and Yang Zhibai, he was recruited as a concubine, and after two years of work, he was transferred to the Department of Examinations of the Ministry of Officials. His family was wealthy and he had some background.

Le Zhengying had a higher official rank than him, and Zou Borong had a great position and power. When the two met, they saluted politely and chatted a little.Le Zhengying suddenly had a sympathy, talked about Yang Zhibai, and asked him if he had seen his work report.

"He." Zou Borong thought for a while, "Yes, I've seen him, he did a very good job. It's not easy for him to be in the top ranks. He probably won't be promoted until next year."

"Really?" Le Zhengying smiled, not wanting him to continue, "It's just that the handwriting is ugly, and it doesn't look like it came out of the Imperial Academy."

Le Zhengying turned from joy to anger: "How is it possible! Lao Yang can't do anything else, he still has nothing to say, not to mention that he has learned from Master Cang, and he definitely has the foundation!"

Zou Borong said: "Everyone will not talk about it, the court will commit crimes. As for that word, it really doesn't coax you, it's poorly written, it's weak and weak."

Le Zhengying was angry from the heart: "I don't believe it! Unless you let me see it with my own eyes, I won't believe it if you kill me!"

Zou Borong also got serious: "I lied to you, the sky will be struck by lightning! I will take you to see it now!"

"Okay!" The two drove to the Ministry of Officials side by side, running fast, dismounted into the official office of the Ministry of Officials, and went straight to the duty room of the Kaogong Division. It took a long time for the two of them to look through thousands of job reports that belonged to the Ministry of Civil Affairs. The one from Jin County.

Le Zhengying flipped through the pages, and indeed, the handwriting... was indescribable.

Zou Borong was victorious, and raised his eyebrows: "What's the matter? I'm right."

Le Zhengying held the report and looked at it for a long time, his eyebrows twisted into twists: "This is not what he wrote. I can read what he wrote. There is no trace of him in this word."

"Maybe the master wrote it for me." Zou Borong raised his eyebrows: "Anyway, the handwriting is poor."

"It's not his handwriting." Le Zhengying remained stubborn at the end, "I don't believe it anymore! It definitely wasn't written by him—I'll go find him!"

Wanting to go directly to Wenjin County to see Yang Zhibai was an idea he had always harbored, but he was too busy with business, and the date was always delayed. This time he finally couldn't hold back—he had to go and see him!

Zou Borong was happy to say this: "Okay, you go to South Second Street, there is a Hu's Flying Bird House, where the hidden birds are the best and the fastest to fly..." "Thank you, goodbye." Le Zhengying held back in her heart A puff of gas, burning blazingly.

After completing the necessary procedures quickly, Le Zhengying set off on the Tibetan Skybird, and arrived at noon the next day, hungry for most of the day.Falling in front of the yamen, he went straight in, and the yamen guard stopped people: "Who are you?"

Le Zhengying flashed the official badge in front of his eyes: "Master Le Zhengying of the Imperial Academy, Governor Yang is my friend, I'll come and see him."

The Yacha was stunned for a moment, his eyebrows were erected: "You said you are the head of the Hanlin Academy? I am still the Minister of the Ministry of Officials! Where is the lunatic coming from?"

Le Zhengying was furious: "What did you say? How dare you say that my lord is a lunatic? How dare you come to block my way for a small clerk? Get out of the way!"

The yamen servant was also impatient, and shouted loudly for someone to come over: "A lunatic is coming to the yamen! Get him out!" A group of people pushed and shoved him, and they really drove him out.

Le Zhengying was so angry that he went crazy, he cursed loudly: "Yang Zhibai! Yang Gou! Turn your face and deny anyone! Ha you! You have the guts!"

"Get out!" Pushed by a few clerks, Le Zhengying staggered, almost fell on his back on the stone steps, and someone supported him: "My lord, be careful."

Full of anger, Le Zhengying stood up with his strength, and hopped and yelled at the closed gates of the government. He was so exhausted that he turned around dejectedly, and suddenly found that the person who helped him hadn't left yet.

He was wearing a bamboo hat, and his face was somewhat familiar, when he remembered, he opened his mouth: "You are..." Weisheng made a silent gesture.

"Your Excellency, follow me." Weisheng said, turned around and left, Le Zhengying was full of doubts, and followed him numbly.

Nowadays, the street planning in Wenjin County is very different. Le Zhengying followed Weisheng dizzily and walked to a pastry shop in a secluded alley. I don't know whether this pastry shop was intentional or not. They all look like Dongkang's Tangshui shop, but the taste is not inferior to Tangshui shop.

Cangdoushan was sitting in the elegant room upstairs, eating rose candy, with his eyelids drooping and looking drowsy. Hearing the sound of footsteps going upstairs, he was refreshed, and Weisheng lifted the curtain and came in: "Here we come."

Le Zhengying opened his mouth wide in astonishment, and it took him a long time to spit out a sentence: "Master Cang?"

Cang Doushan was also very surprised at first, he didn't expect Weisheng to bring Le Zhengying after he went out to buy a duck neck, but he quickly calmed down and pointed to the seat opposite him: "Please sit down, Mr. Lezheng."

Le Zhengying sat down as if sleepwalking, in a trance, Cang Doushan bluntly hit him with a stick: "Lord Le Zheng, Master Yang is already dead."

Le Zhengying stared at him blankly with a demented expression.

Cang Doushan considered his words again, and felt that it should be more tactful: "Master Yang has always had letters with you before he died, but he only broke up after he left. I hope Lord Lezheng will not blame him."

Le Zhengying was stunned for a long time, then slowed down: "What did you say? Say it again."

Cang Doushan thought, people are dead anyway, no amount of euphemism can beautify this cruel reality, so it is better to be straightforward: "Yang Zhibai died half a year after taking office, and the person who replaced him took his name and official position."

Le Zhengying waited for a long time, but he didn't catch his breath. He covered his mouth and coughed violently, tears came out. He grabbed the corner of the table so hard that his knuckles turned white: "Then where's his corpse? Where's his corpse? "

Cang Dou Shan secretly sighed: "I don't know."

Le Zhengying's heart was congested badly, and his body was extremely dry. He wanted to vent something, smash something, and finally gritted his teeth and said a few words: "Wine, I want to drink."

There is no spirits in the Tianshui shop, only various sweet osmanthus wines. Le Zhengying ordered several kinds in one go. First, she opened a can of sweet plum wine and took a sip from her neck: "It's delicious!" Put it down and wipe the corners of her mouth Then pour hard.

One jar after another, all kinds of different wines were poured down, Cangdoushan couldn't bear to look at it: "Master Lezheng, drink less, drinking too much is not good for your health."

"Don't worry about it!" Le Zhengying waved his hand grandly, "I can drink it!" As he spoke, he slapped the seal on a wine jar and drank with his head tilted back.

When he reached the fifth altar, he suddenly bent down and started to vomit, vomited out all the contents in his stomach, and began to vomit blood as he vomited.Cangdoushan was startled, and asked Weisheng to remove all the wine jars to help him clear his veins. At this time, Le Zhengying was half drunk, still waving his hands and muttering in a daze that he was fine and could continue to drink.

"Come on, you." Cangdoushan sighed, and helped Le Zhengying up, "Master Lezheng is only free during the monthly vacation, right? You should go back the day after tomorrow. Let me rent a bird for you to go back. "

Le Zhengying waved his hand: "No! No! This official has nothing to do! Yang Gou is dead, and I won't be this dog anymore!"

"Your Excellency, don't joke." Cang Doushan patted him on the back, Le Zhengying couldn't vomit anymore in his stomach, and kept retching.He was stunned, and suddenly wept, choked up and unable to speak a word.

Le Zhengying was helped up to the Tibetan Sky Bird in a chaotic state, and the cold wind blew all night, unable to wake up from the heartache.The next day, I rushed back to the government office near noon, feeling lost.

He sat in the duty room, looking at the table full of documents carelessly, sat there for a long time, and suddenly burst into tears.When I cried, I would wipe my eyes and work hard until I got off work. When I got home, I was in a daze.

He didn't even know how it was so hard to get by.

He became seriously ill as a result.

It was like a big dream. In the dream, he had a friend who finally became an official with real power. He went there happily, but died quietly.He who was far away in Dongkang didn't know it, and complained that he was a dead ghost.

Who would have thought that he was really dead.

He was really dead, and even the corpse didn't know where it went.

Sad and powerless.He asked for sick leave, and after a few days at home, day and night turned upside down, he suddenly received a letter from Feijian.

It was sent from Cangdou Mountain.

He watched it all night.

The next day he had a good night's sleep, and the next day he put on his official uniform according to his old habit, boarded his carriage and went to work on time.Zou Borong saw him and said with a smile: "Your Majesty Lezheng looks pretty good, have you recovered?"

"Yes, I'm cured." Le Zhengying nodded.

Zou Borong was quite concerned about him: "Why is Master Lezheng sick? Have you seen Yang Zhibai?"

"I know I saw it." He said with a smile, "He's doing well. As for my illness, I was in a hurry when I went there, and I caught the cold in the cool wind. Thank you for your concern."

"Haha, it's fine." Zou Borong walked away with a smile.

Do what to do.

Candou Mountain and Weisheng, which are thousands of miles away, walk on the vast Gaochang Plain in Wenjin County. Local farmers are bending over to plant rice seedlings. Women are carrying large loads of seedlings and throwing them into the fields. Canister after canister of water poured into the pond.

"By this time, Le Zhengying should have received the letter."

Weisheng didn't understand: "What did you write to him?"

"I asked Gudeng Shuixie to look up the name and background of the replacement, sorted it out and told him."

"So where are we going now?"

"Go and collect Yang Zhibai's corpse." Cangdoushan looked at the farmers in the field, and stepped into the field, "They assassinated Yang Zhibai while he was out to inspect the spring sowing situation. The bones should be nearby."

"But this paddy field is so big, where can I find it?"

"You forgot that I still have a divine weapon." Cang Doushan pulled out the white jade bodhi, and the white jade bodhi bloomed with gentle white light in circles.