marquis of jingan

Chapter 52 The world is hot and cold

In Shen Yi's previous life, he was a small individual retailer. Although he earned some money, he had some dealings with officials, and his vision was much better than that of ordinary people, but after all, he had never been an official, and he had never really been in the officialdom. .

That is to say, Shen Yi's understanding of officialdom is still in books and rumors. He has never personally experienced officialdom, and the current official battle in Jiangdu government office, although the scope of the battle is not very large, the battle One of the two sides is still a group of grain merchants, but they can already be called wonderful.

Let Shen Qilang open his eyes.

With the lowering of the horseman, the questioning session hosted by the two imperial envoys came to an end. Master Lu got up from his chair and bid farewell to the two imperial envoys. Shen Yi also followed Lu Anshi and left the magistrate's yamen.

After Shen Yi sent Lu Anshi to the carriage, he didn't go up, but cupped his hands towards the carriage, and said: "Sir, the student hasn't come home for several days, so I won't go to the academy today, I'm in the city Stay for two days, if you see Mr. Qin, take a leave of absence for the students."

Lu Anshi frowned slightly, looked at Shen Yi, and asked, "What are you doing in the city? Don't make trouble."

Shen Yi quickly shook his head, and said: "Don't worry, sir, the students are only in the city to see how the situation will develop next, and there is absolutely no possibility of trouble."

"See how the situation develops?"

Lu Anshi glanced at Shen Yi indifferently, lowered his eyebrows and said, "Could it be to see how the Ma family is ruined?"

Shen Yi was stunned for a moment, then smiled hoarsely, and said, "Mr. misunderstood. After the disaster of the Ma family, the grievances between the students and their family have been settled. What their family will look like in the future has nothing to do with the students." It matters."

"The students are just curious about where the situation in Jiangdu will go next, and those little guys don't have a livelihood yet. The students will help them find a livelihood for them in the next few days."

Hearing this sentence, Lu Anshi nodded and said, "Since that's the case, I won't stop you, you..."

He looked at Shen Yi and asked, "As a student, you probably don't have a lot of money. If you are short of money to help those children, you can come to me to get some."

Shen Yi quickly shook his head, and said: "Don't worry, sir, since the students decide to help them, the money in their hands is enough, so don't worry about it, sir."

"Ah."

Lu Anshi nodded slightly, and said flatly to his servant: "Let's go, go back to the academy."

The carriage left slowly.

Shen Yi looked at the back of Lu Anshi's carriage leaving, and secretly sighed in his heart.

This Mr. Lu is indeed a rare good person, but it is precisely because of this temperament that he can't get along in the officialdom, and he returned to his hometown to become the dean of an academy with a scholarship.

After sighing, Shen Yi looked up at the sky.

It was almost noon now.

With his hands behind his back, Shen Qilang wandered around the city for a few times, bought two roast ducks at a roadside stall on the street, and then bought some pastries, carried them in his hand, and walked towards the small yard he rented for the children go.

He needs to teach these children a craft as soon as possible, so that these children can make money and settle down in Jiangdu City.

Of course, part of the money earned will be given to someone Shen, so that even if Shen Yi is studying in the academy, he can still accumulate some primitive capital, which is convenient for him to do things in the future.

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While Shen Yi was teaching some little guys to do things, a little fat man in blue clothes stood anxiously at the side door of the Fan family's gate. Just say that I want to see Mr. Fan..."

The concierge looked at the little fat man, then shook his head slightly, and said, "Mr. Ma, my young master has been grounded. He can't go out for the past few days. I'm afraid he won't be able to come out to see you. Please go back."

The little fat man standing at the gate of Fan's house is naturally Ma Jun, the son of Ma's house.

Now, although the imperial envoy has already questioned and set off to return to the capital, the "sentence" of the imperial court in the capital has not yet come down, and the Ma family is still innocent for the time being.

Of course, the prefect’s yamen in Jiangdu is not a vegetarian, and it is impossible to watch the Ma family’s activities everywhere. Therefore, as soon as the imperial envoy’s interrogation ended this morning, the prefect’s yamen sent people to surround the houses of the grain merchants. There is no prefect’s yamen. A warrant prohibits anyone from entering or exiting.

The original words of the magistrate's yamen were to wait for the court to make a decision.

It happened that Ma Junwai's son, Ma Jun, was not at home, so he was not locked up at home. When he heard that something happened at home, he rushed to Fan's house for help.

It's a pity that the Fan family, as the top gentry in Jiangdu, had already received the news that Ma Jun used to enter and leave the gate of the Fan family at random, but now he is not allowed to enter.

Mr. Ma felt a little desperate.

He stood blankly at the door of the side door for a long time, then reached out and knocked on the door, his face pale: "Please excuse me, just say...just say I want to see Master Fan."

Master Fan is the current head of the Fan family in Jiangdu, and also the brother of that Fan Shilang in the capital.

Now, the two imperial envoys have not returned to the court. If Fan Shilang in the court is willing to speak up for the Ma family, the Ma family may just be fined this time, but if no one speaks for the Ma family, it is really possible that they will be punished. The house was stolen!

The concierge of the Fan family looked Ma Jun up and down in some surprise, and then showed a slightly mocking smile on his face.

"Mr. Ma, the villain just said that my young master has no way to see you. As for my master..."

The porter raised his head, revealing two large nostrils.

"I'm afraid it's your father, Master Ma, who doesn't see you as soon as you want?"

After hearing these cold words, Mr. Ma's expression became even uglier. He staggered a bit and barely stood still. After trying to regain his composure, he took out a piece of silver cake from his sleeve and handed it to the porter.

"I... I just want to meet Fan Shao. You go and report it, just say... just say that the Ma family will be grateful..."

"Good good."

The porter got annoyed by being entangled, so he gave Ma Jun a blank look, and reached out to snatch the silver cake.

"I'll report to you, but it's not up to me whether the master and the young master will see you or not."

After speaking, the porter slammed the side door shut.

Ma Jun, Mr. Ma, just waited outside the door.

half an hour...an hour,
There was no movement in Fan's residence, the door was still closed, and even the porter disappeared.

Ma Jun stumbled to the gate of Fan's house. He looked up at the tall Fan's house in front of him, his knees softened, and he just knelt on the ground with his head down, motionless.

Tears of humiliation flowed from eyes to cheeks.

As the son of the richest man in Jiangdu, Ma Jun is naturally well-known in Jiangdu City. The news that he could not afford to kneel in front of the Fan Mansion quickly spread throughout Jiangdu Mansion, and soon reached the ears of the magistrate.

At this moment, Chen Fuzun is in the study of the magistrate's yamen, drinking tea and calculating the accounts, calculating how much money he has to fill in this time. After hearing the report from the servant, Chen Fuzun first squinted his eyes, and then said coldly : "Kneeling at the door of Fan's house?"

"Let him kneel down."

"A servant of the Ministry of Punishment...can't reach the Ministry of Finance, I want to see if this Minister Fan will intervene in this matter..."

The magistrate's yamen didn't stop him, so Ma Jun just knelt at the door of Fan's house.

From noon to sunset, the gate of Fan Mansion was closed tightly, and Ma Jun didn't even open the door.

Ma Jun was already a little fat. After kneeling for a long time, he couldn't stand it any longer, and he might faint at any time.

At this moment, a voice rang in his ear.

"Kneeling here is useless."

Mr. Ma looked up and saw a young man in white, holding a folding fan, standing in front of him gracefully.

"Shen...Shen Qi..."

Ma Jun gritted his teeth: "You... are you here to make fun of me?"

Shen Yi glanced up and down at Ma Jun, and responded lightly.

"Yes."

(End of this chapter)