I was a famous teacher in ancient times

Chapter 892
Zilu listened blankly to the master's interpretation of the signature, and turned his head to look at Yang Jin who was also in a daze, "Will I meet my destined marriage?"

Yang Jin held his lottery, suddenly he didn't want to undo it, and looked at the old monk with suspicion.

Zilu laughed dryly, "I might have drawn the wrong lottery."

The old monk twitched his beard, closed his eyes and ignored the young man who was rich and honored, he rarely came out today to redeem the lottery, and he didn't believe him!

Zilu has a heart attack, the old monk is not going to talk to him.

Yang Jin hesitated, and finally handed over the lottery in her hand, "Master, please release the lottery."

The old monk opened his eyes and took a look, then looked at Yang Jin's face, "You will get what you ask for."

Zilu rubbed his chin. He often went to the temple with his mother. He often read the temple’s master’s interpretation of the signature. He saw many people with vague interpretation of the signature. This was the first time he met such a straightforward interpretation of the signature. Come to think of it, my cousin also said that the lottery here is very accurate, won't he really meet a marriage?
Zilu, "."

In order not to let his uncle lead him the red line, he deliberately won his parents' consent to find the girl he liked, in order to get married late, ah, he stayed in Huizhou for a long time, and returned to the capital after returning to Shanghe Town as planned.

Yang Jin thanked the master with a smile on the corner of her mouth, and then took Zilu to donate the sesame oil money.

Zilu donated ten taels of silver, and he touched his purse, "How much sesame oil do you think the temple can collect in a year?"

Fortunately, the imperial court did not allow temples to enclose land, and the number of temple properties was regulated. Otherwise, how much land could such a lot of sesame oil money enclose?
Yang Jin coughed, "I heard that half of the temple's sesame oil money will be donated to the orphanage."

Zilu's calculations are sound, which also shows that the temple's incense is at its peak.

Zilu started to pack his luggage when he went back, and Yang Jin also went back to Shanghe Town together. They both have feelings for Shanghe Town, not to mention that the Zhou Family School is in Shanghe Village.

In recent years, the Zhou Family Academy is still a famous school in the heart of the nearby state city. The year before last, several students from the Zhou Family Academy were admitted to the Royal Academy. Yang Xi and his wife were very pleased.

Huizhou and Ruizhou are not far away, Zilu and Yang Jin did not take the water, they rode on horseback, because they traveled lightly and arrived in the capital city of Ruizhou in a few days.

Ruizhou still kept the Yang Mansion, and the two came all the way in a low-key manner. They rushed quickly and did not send any news to the Yang Mansion in Ruizhou Fucheng. When the two suddenly appeared outside the house, they watched a big show.

The concierge of the Yang Mansion was rushing away impatiently. Two well-dressed men smiled and handed over the presents in their hands, saying good things, "Please hand it over to Steward Sun. We came here in a hurry today and didn't prepare anything. We will make sure tomorrow." Fill."

The concierge looked at the gift with contempt in his eyes, "Sun Guanshi doesn't accept all filial piety, you go back wherever you come from."

Zilu tightened his grip on the reins, and stared at the concierge's face fiercely. Although Yang's mansion was his uncle's mansion, but his uncle did not proclaim himself emperor in Ruizhou, so it can only be regarded as his earliest private home, unlike the mansion in Jiaozhou where there were soldiers and horses. guard.

Seeing that the porter was urging people to go back, Zilu rode to the door and said, "Open the door."

The porter's eyes are higher than the ceiling, and he is not a fool. The young master riding a horse in front of him is imposing, and then looking at the entourage riding behind him, the porter's heart beats, and he stepped forward cautiously, "The villain is stupid, please tell me your name."

Zilu laughed angrily, "Okay, very good."

Just now he felt that the concierge looked strange, but after a closer look, it was really not the concierge in his memory, it was a change of person.

Yang Jin held the whip in her hand, "Let Steward Sun, who is in charge of the mansion, come out."

The concierge swallowed, his instinct told him to finish, and ran back trembling.

Zilu didn't get off his horse either, he looked up at the sky, it was raining in this gloomy weather, and looked at the gate of Yang Mansion, "Living in the mansion today will only make me angry, why don't we go to the inn to rest first. "

Yang Jin narrowed her eyes, "Aren't you going in to have a look?"

This is his uncle's private house, and he wanted to know how the house was ruined by these guards.

Zilu waved his hand, "It's not a secret that we came to Jiangnan. You think Guanshi Sun didn't get the news, and you won't be able to see anything when you go in now, not to mention that we have too few people with us."

Wait for him to mobilize people from Zhuangzi, and then take care of the people in the house.

Yang Jin also didn't want to live in the house, "Then go to the inn to rest."

The two left a guard to reply, and then turned their horses to the inn, because fast horses were not allowed in the city, and when they arrived at the inn, raindrops had already fallen from the sky.

On the other side, the grandson of the Yang family fell down in the rain, and he kept chanting. He knew that the two masters had gone to the south, and he was always on guard against the two masters coming to Ruizhou. With a small mouth, why is it so unlucky today?
Zilu and Yang Jin had just finished taking a bath when Steward Sun came to the inn trembling, holding a thorny thorn in his hand.

Seeing Guanshi Sun come in, Zilu and the two knelt down holding the thorns, and Zilu laughed angrily, "Are you pleading guilty?"

In the house that Sun Guanshi was in charge of in the second year of Zhaoyuan, he changed many people for the power in his hand. He temporarily asked the old man about Mr. Zilu's temper, but those old people had a grudge against him, and they would never tell him if he knew he was gone. , he was not sure about Zilu's temper for a while.

The teacup in Yang Jin's hand was put down gently, "There is no master in this family who let the servants become the family, and they even take advantage of the master's power to collect money, heh, the servant who smeared the master like this, today I am more knowledgeable. "

Steward Sun kowtowed again and again, "The villain is confused for a moment, and the villain dare not discredit the emperor."

Zilu and Yang Jin didn't believe a word of Guanshi Sun's words. They found out today. What if they didn't?

Moreover, we have been warned by Steward Sun that the stewards of the Southern Industry also accepted bribes in arrogance?
Zilu and Yang Jin were too impressed with what happened outside Yang's mansion just now, so they went to the inn to send someone to check on two men, one had a reputation for raising people and wanted to come to Ruizhou to find a small official, and the other already had an official status of eight ranks.

Steward Sun is just the steward of the emperor's private residence, but he has such great energy, he is really the seventh-rank official in front of the prime minister.

Zilu thought of his parents even more. His mother said that he was Princess An, and his father was Ding Guogong. Even if they sent people to check the property every year these years, no one cheated and lied?
Zilu and Yang Jin felt desolate, they didn't want to deal with Guanshi Sun, so they sent someone to guard him, and they would go to investigate him when they mobilized people tomorrow.

The sound of the rain outside couldn't help sleep either, Zilu and Yang Jin tossed and turned at night and couldn't sleep, both were worried about how much Sun Guanshi had smeared uncle.

At the same time, the two were not optimistic. The matter of Steward Sun was not a secret. There were so many officials in Ruizhou, but no one spoke up. Besides, why didn't the magistrate of Ruizhou report it?
(End of this chapter)