Great Song Super Scholar

Chapter 427
At night, Zhang Yaozuo sat at the desk and looked at a painting in his hand. The painting was a stele with only four words engraved on it, 'Langya Dangli'.

Standing cautiously by the table was Zhu Yuanjun. Although he was not from a major, he was a high-ranking official after all. After holding back for a while, he still couldn't help it, and whispered: "Mr. Zhang, something is wrong!"

Zhang Yaozuo's face sank, "What's wrong!"

Zhu Yuanjun's lips moved, but he still told the truth, "I think these four words are a bit too straightforward, if you can be more subtle."

"Fart reserved!"

Zhang Yaozuo gave him a hard look and scolded: "Last year you came up with the idea of ​​making a brocade book in Laizhou, and writing about the new Wang Li, seven or eight detours around his mother, and the end? Where is your implicit result? It’s like farting, it’s gone in a gust of wind, today I’m going to be blunt and let everyone in the capital know that this is God’s will for King Langya to have an heir, this is God’s will, who dares to fight against God’s will!”

Looking at Zhang Yaozuo's more arrogant face, Zhu Yuanjun became more frightened.

Zhang Yaozuo patted him on the shoulder heavily, "I'll leave this matter to you, tomorrow at the earliest, five days at the latest, I must see the results!"

Zhu Yuanjun walked back to his mansion with heavy steps, and as soon as he entered the study, he said to the tea boy Ma Yuer: "Go and find me Zhu Xing!"

Ma Yu'er ran out in a hurry, Zhu Yuanjun looked at the four words on the paper, and found it very dazzling, "Langya Dangli" reminded him of "Huangtian Dangli", is this still auspicious sign?This is rebellion!
Of course, Zhu Yuanjun also knew that rebellion was too much, but these four words were too direct, and there was no room for easing up. It gave people a feeling like a knife resting on their necks. The pressure was too great, Zhang Yaozuo might be able to bear it , but what about yourself?Why didn't Zhang Yaozuo think for himself.

Zhu Yuanjun sighed, and there was a trace of resentment in his heart. Why did Zhang Yaozuo always leave this kind of dirty work to himself, why couldn't he leave it to others?

Resentment is resentment, and Zhu Yuanjun also understands in his heart that he is just an idle official with no real power in his hands. Apart from doing dirty things for Zhang Yaozuo to please him, what other assets do he have?
At this time, the voice of the second grandson Zhu Xing came from the door, "Is grandfather looking for me?"

"Come in and talk!"

After a while, a 27-year-old young man walked in from the door. He was Zhu Yuanjun's second grandson, Zhu Xing.

Zhu Yuanjun had three sons and eleven grandsons. After the eldest grandson Zhu Xuan finished studying at Taixue, he was assigned to Luzhou Zhouxue as a teaching assistant. This is also the way out for most Taixue students, to teach in lower-level schools.

But what Zhu Yuanjun admires most is his second grandson, Zhu Xing. Zhu Xing is extremely shrewd and capable. No matter what he tells him, he can handle it properly without any mistakes. Including last year's Yubu Jinshu, he also handled it very well Well, although it didn't work out in the end, the responsibility is not on Zhu Xing.

"Grandson pays respects to grandfather!" Zhu Xing knelt down and paid respects.

Zhu Yuanjun waved his hand, "Get up!"

Zhu Xing got up and stood with his hands down. Zhu Yuanjun looked at him for a while and asked, "How are the two yamen of the Song family?"

"The grandson is still drinking with them today. They said... they said they would have to wait for half a month, and they couldn't wait."

"Wait a month but they proposed it themselves, why did they change their minds?"

Zhu Xing thought about it and said: "It should be that the Zhu Tower caught fire, which gave them an opportunity to take down the Kistler Pavilion while the iron is hot."

Song Xiang's son and nephew wanted to occupy the Kistler Hall, which was indeed a scheme planned by Zhu Yuanjun, but his real target was not Zhu Yuanfeng, but his nephew Zhu Xiaoyun. Zhang Yaozuo invited Zhu Xiaoyun to dinner several times, but Zhu Xiaoyun tried to shirk with excuses, which really put Zhu Yuanjun in the middle Difficult.

Once Fan Tiege is in a hurry, he will definitely go to Zhu Xiaoyun for help. This is the son-in-law's face, Zhu Xiaoyun has to agree, but Zhu Xiaoyun and Song Xiang have a bad relationship, Zhu Xiaoyun can't go directly to Song Xiang, if he wants to solve this matter Zhu Xiaoyun had no choice but to ask Zhang Yaozuo.

This not only fulfilled Zhang Yaozuo's confession, but also severely cut Zhu Yuanfeng's face, hoping to kill two birds with one stone.

But at this moment, Zhu Yuanjun was a little irritable. The incident of Ruizhao made him anxious. Zhang Yaozuo only gave him five days at most.

He waved his hand, "If they want to advance, they can advance! This matter is up to them, don't ask me again."

"The grandson still wants to participate?"

"Just tell them what I said, and you don't want to get involved. I have more important and urgent things for you to do."

"Grandson obeys the order!"

Zhu Xing didn't move, he knew that his grandfather had a new task for him.

Zhu Yuanjun handed him the piece of paper, "How about this sentence?"

Zhu Xing glanced at it, and immediately his face became bitter, "Grandfather, there is something wrong with this!"

Zhu Yuanjun was full of annoyance and said: "This is Zhang Yaozuo's order, and it's useless if I say it's wrong."

Zhu Xing didn't dare to say anything, and Zhu Yuanjun said again: "This time it's a stone tablet. To make it old, it feels like it has been buried for more than 20 years. It must be completed within three days. Which one do you know?"

"I am very familiar with the Jiangji stone carvings next to Xinzheng Gate."

"Then find his home and make sure he keeps it secret!"

Zhu Xing agreed, and hurried away with the paper.

Zhu Yuanjun became more and more upset. When he looked up, he saw Ma Yuer sitting in the corner. Ma Yuer was always sitting in the corner of the study, and he would only be allowed to leave under special circumstances.

Today Zhu Yuanjun was restless and forgot to call him out. He felt angry and said viciously: "Come here, get down!"

The horse fish slowly crawled over like a dog.

Xinzheng Gate is the west gate of the outer city, and it is also the section of the street scene drawn in the Qingming Riverside Map. After entering the city, there are densely packed shops on both sides, doing all kinds of business. One of the shops is made of stone carvings. It says 'Jiang Ji Stone Carvings'.

The range of stone carvings is relatively wide, and the most down-to-earth one is to carve tombstones, inscriptions on inscriptions, higher grades such as carving various artworks, such as the screen wall in Fanning's mansion, and lower grades such as making bridge stones and well stones, etc. wait.

Jiangji Stone Carvings is mainly famous for inscriptions and tombstones. It has been in business for more than ten years and has been doing well.

At noon, Xinzhengmen Street was very busy with people coming and going. A carriage slowly stopped in front of Jiangji Stone Carving Shop. The owner Jiang Wu looked up in surprise, and saw two sturdy men riding horses behind the carriage. , one of them got off his horse and stepped forward to open the car door.

Out of the carriage came a tall young man, about 23 or [-] years old, wearing a gauze hat, a dark white coat, a leather belt around his waist, and a folding fan in his hand. He was not very handsome, but he was tall. The nose and sharp eyes gave people a strong sense of coercion, and Jiang Wu immediately realized that this was a superior person.

Jiang Wu rushed out to greet him, he was coming to his own shop! '

"Excuse me, guest officer, what can the shop do for you?"

The person who came was Fan Ning. He still remembered this small shop, and the shopkeeper who was as tall as Wu Dalang. When he was working in Taixue, the shop owner still knew himself, but now, he has completely forgotten himself.

In fact, not only him, but most people in the capital have forgotten themselves. Time is a butcher's knife, which not only changes a person's appearance, but also cuts off his memory.

Fan Ning smiled lightly: "Does Jiang Dongzhu still remember me?"

Jiang Wu stared blankly at him for a while, then suddenly realized, "You are... Fan Zhizhou!"

Fan Ning chuckled, "Unexpectedly, Lord Jiang still remembers me!"

"How can I forget it! It's just that it's been too long, and my memory is a little fuzzy, please come in!"

Jiang Wu enthusiastically invited Fan Ning to the back hall, and asked his wife to make tea. Fan Ning waved his hand, "Don't bother, I just want to ask Jiang Dongzhu for help with some small things."

"Fan Zhizhou, please tell me, as long as I can do it, I will do my best!"

"It's like this. I want to build an underground palace in my backyard. I plan to use bluestone to pave it. It will cost about 5000 yuan of bluestone. Is Jiang Dongzhu interested in this business?"

Jiang Wu's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly asked, "Is it a big bluestone or a small bluestone?"

"Of course it's a big bluestone!"

Jiang Wu couldn't bear the excitement in his heart. The big bluestone was about ninety yuan a piece, and the profit was half and half. If this business was completed, he would make a net profit of seven hundred coins.

He nodded again and again, "Of course, the price is ninety yuan a piece, and I will deliver it to the house."

"I'll count you a hundred cash! Pay 500 taels of silver."

The market price of silver and copper coins is [-] tael to [-] Wen, and the other party has increased the price by another [-] Wen. After calculating this business, I will make a profit of thousands of coins, and I will not be able to make so much in two years.

He was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth, but Fanning said another twist, "But I have something I want to inquire about."

"whats the matter?"

Fan Ning smiled and said, "Zhu Xing came to look for you yesterday!"

Jiang Wu's face turned pale, those four words kept him up all night, Fan Ning came today, he suddenly understood, Fan Ning clearly came for those four words.

"me……"

Jiang Wu's lips were trembling, but he couldn't speak, but Fan Ning waved his hand, "I won't make things difficult for you, you just need to tell me when Zhu Xing will come to pick up the goods, and the rest has nothing to do with you, then Qingshi's business will be settled give it to you."

Jiang Wu hesitated for a long time, and finally whispered: "The day after tomorrow at five o'clock!"

There was a trace of coldness in Fanning's eyes.

(End of this chapter)