I am Emperor Wanli

Chapter 644 Pan Yinglong is so capable that it bothers me
The person named Pan Yinglong is Luan Yongfang.

He came to attend someone's banquet today, and unexpectedly saw Pan Yinglong here. He couldn't help but greet him.

When Pan Yinglong saw him, his expression changed slightly and he made a gesture to him as a response.

Luan Yongfang walked towards here excitedly from the street, but was stopped by the plainclothes guards outside.

"Do you know who I am?" Luan Yongfang asked angrily.

"No matter who you are, stay away from me." The plainclothes guard said coldly.

Seeing the two men in front of him who were tall and strong with fierce looks on their faces, Luan Yongfang was determined not to suffer a loss, so he immediately softened and said quickly: "Pan Shaoyin and I are good friends."

"Mr. Pan is busy today and has no time to greet you."

Luan Yongfang was angry and resentful. He jumped up and down, waving his hands and shouting, "Mr. Feng Wu!"

Zhu Yijun glanced over there and said, "Mr. Pan, why don't you go over and say hello."

Pan Yinglong's scalp tingled.

How to say hello?
It is possible that among the eunuchs accompanying him there is Feng Bao's godson or grandson, who knows his godson uncle Luan Yongfang, and he specially ran over to greet him. If Feng Bao heard about this, what would it matter?

"Sir, it's okay. We are just ordinary friends. I met him when I was teaching at the Imperial College. Well, I admire his talent and occasionally ask him for advice.

But it’s not convenient today, so don’t worry about him.”

After listening to this, Zhu Yijun nodded indifferently and continued walking forward.

As the group moved, Pan Yinglong waved to Luan Yongfang from a distance and followed them.

When Luan Yongfang saw Pan Yinglong looking at him, he quickly pointed to the Tianyin Pavilion next to him, indicating that he would wait for him there.

Looking at Pan Yinglong's receding back, Luan Yongfang felt secretly unhappy. When he came later, she would ask him why he was so arrogant and rude today. We have such a good relationship, but he was unwilling to come over and say a few words.

Zhu Yijun and his party took a walk and passed by the gate of Sichengfang. They saw a man wearing a felt hat, with his hands in his sleeves, his head shrunk, his waist bent, and a load of firewood in front of him.

There was a creaking sound over there, and a man was slowly walking along the street pulling a wooden box cart filled with honeycomb coal. Passing by the load of firewood, the man pulling the cart and the man selling firewood looked at each other, wanting to say something but stopping.

A patrol team came over here. The lieutenant leading the team knew the man pulling the cart and greeted him, "Guang, why are you delivering coal so late?"

"Hello, Commander Wang," replied the cart driver, A Guang, "I want to go back early, but now it's time to cook dinner. Many people just remembered that they are out of coal and rushed to the coal station to ask for coal. I have no choice but to come and deliver it."

"You're worried only when the shit is in your eyes. Go and do your work." The second lieutenant waved his hand and watched A Guang pulling the coal cart into Sixianfang. He turned his eyes and saw the man selling firewood.

“Why are you selling firewood here?”

The firewood seller bowed and nodded, and said carefully, "Sir, is it not allowed to sell firewood here? I have been picking firewood all afternoon, and there is no firewood sold anywhere, so I have to rest here for a while. I will leave right away."

"You can sell it here, too. But you won't be able to sell it all day long."

"Ah, the rules in the city have changed again." The firewood seller looked surprised.

"How long has it been since you came to the city to sell firewood?"

"I used to be responsible for chopping wood. The one who sold the wood was Lai Tousan. Today he was sick, so I had to come."

"Most people in East City are using honeycomb coal now. It's cheap and easy to use. You can't sell your firewood. Go to West City quickly. There are still people using firewood there. Hurry up."

The wood seller picked up the firewood and thanked him repeatedly: "Thank you, sir. I will leave the city first. It will be dark and the city gate will be locked."

"The five cities in the capital have changed their rules now. The city gates will not be locked until midnight. After dark, they will only conduct strict inspections and will not block entry or exit without reason. You still have time to go to the West City now."

"Thank you, sir!" The firewood seller was walking westwards at high speed carrying firewood. Zhu Yijun heard him muttering as he passed by: "I haven't been to the capital for a few years. It has changed a lot. The sir has become so polite and even showed me the way."

Watching the man carrying firewood disappear in the distance, Zhu Yijun turned to look at Pan Yinglong.

"From the small to the big, Mr. Pan has also spent a lot of effort on Shuntian Prefecture's public security. I have heard that you have taken the attitude of managing the army to manage the discipline of the Beijing Police Department. I met you today and it is indeed effective.

The capital is the best place and a model for the rest of the country. The patrolmen are ruthless to the poor people. If they are 30% ruthless, the people below should learn from them 60%.”

"Thank you for the compliment, sir. I feel I haven't done enough."

"You haven't done enough, but today I have seen enough."

When the group arrived near the Dong'an Gate of the Imperial City, Zhu Yijun waved his hand, and everyone else tactfully stood far away, leaving only Pan Yinglong standing opposite.

"It's getting dark, the imperial city is about to be locked, and I have to go back. I have been on a secret visit for half a day, and I think I have seen enough.

The capital has changed a lot under your leadership, from being gloomy to being full of vigor and vitality. I am very pleased, but this also makes me very distressed. "

Pan Yinglong raised his head, confused.

"I originally wanted to appoint you as the Minister of Public Affairs to work with Feng Bao both inside and outside the country. But you did such an outstanding job as the Shao Yin of Shuntian Prefecture that I hesitated.

Mr. Zihe is getting old, and Shuntian Prefecture has a lot of affairs, which makes him a little tired. I really want you to take over the position of Shuntian Prefecture Governor and build a brand new capital for me."

Pan Yinglong stood respectfully and listened quietly.

"I know that the reconstruction and expansion of the capital will take ten or twenty years, and it is not something you can do alone. You are doing such an outstanding job now, I want you to work in Shuntian Prefecture for a few more years.

But I can't think of anyone more suitable than you.

Feng Wu, you really made me hesitate for the first time. "

Pan Yinglong replied: "I am a minister of the emperor. Whether it is the Tongzhengshi or Shuntianfu, I will do my best and exert my energy."

Zhu Yijun smiled and said, "I believe that your talents will shine whether you are the Minister of Public Administration or the Governor of Shuntian Prefecture. Don't worry, wait for me to think about it. Fengwu, continue to do a good job in Shuntian Prefecture."

"The minister obeys the order."

Everyone respectfully escorted Zhu Yijun into the Dong'an Gate. Song Gongliang and Su Feng came over, bowed and politely said, "Fengwu, do you want to find a place to have a drink and relieve your fatigue?"

Pan Yinglong's mind was full of the word Tongzhengshi.

The Tongzhengsi was a famous government office with low income in the Qing Dynasty.

The Minister of Public Administration was also a well-known leisurely official position for retirement.

The emperor wanted to appoint me as the Minister of Public Security, definitely not for me to retire.

“Collaborate with Feng Baonei Nei.”

There is a deep meaning in these words, but what is it?

Pan Yinglong was puzzled.

When he heard Song Gongliang speak, his eyes lit up.

This person is not only a relative by marriage, but also a close minister to the emperor. He is well-informed and may be able to find out some useful clues.

Pan Yinglong smiled and bowed, saying, "Songdu Envoy and Su Zhenfu Envoy have been protecting the emperor all the way and inspecting Shuntian Prefecture today. They have worked really hard. This meal will be treated by us Shuntian Prefecture.

Both of you, please!"

Song Gongliang laughed: "Fengwu, don't call me Songdu, it's too awkward. I'm the fifth among your brothers, so just call me Brother Song Wu."

Su Feng said at the side: "Mr. Feng Wu, I am the third oldest, everyone calls me Su Lao San, later I infiltrated the pirates and became the leader, and even became the third in command.

Mr. Fengwu, just call me Su Laosan."

Su Feng is the newly appointed pacification commissioner.

This position ranks after Fengchenshi and Yiweishi in Jinyiwei, but it is the most important for civil servants who are ambitious for political achievements. He is in charge of more than 20 pacification bureaus in the country, the main force for pacifying the local areas, and is also the head of Jinyiwei's eyes and ears for monitoring the local areas. Pan Yinglong, who has great ambitions, certainly wants to make friends with him.

"Brother Song Wu, Brother Su San, please."

"Mr. Fengwu, please!"

Pan Yinglong wanted to get some information from Song Gongliang, and also wanted to make friends with Su Feng.

Through today's half-day incognito visit, Song Gongliang and Su Feng realized that the emperor admired and respected Pan Yinglong, and they also wanted to make friends with this rising star who has a bright future and is not too old.

The two sides were sincere and sympathetic to each other, and walked together towards Changfeng Tower in the east of the city.

Luan Yongfang was becoming more and more upset as he waited in the private room of Tianyin Pavilion.

"Mr. Luan, would you like some food?" A waiter gently opened the door, poked his head in and asked carefully.

"I told you to wait a moment, so just wait a moment. Why are you making so much noise?" Luan Yongfang slammed the table and scolded.

"Okay, okay!" The guy was so scared that his neck shrank and he quickly retreated.

Luan Yongfang glanced out the window. It was already dark. The noisy sounds outside were blowing in through the window along with the chilly autumn wind. He could also faintly hear the singing of songs and the laughter of men and women flirting with each other.

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Luan Yongfang was annoyed by what he heard, so he stood up and closed the window which was only slightly open.

Why hasn’t Pan Yinglong come yet?
He is the Shao Yin of Shuntian Prefecture. He is the most powerful person in Shuntian Prefecture except Zheng Yin. He can easily reject any political affairs. If he doesn't have this little power, what's the point of being an official?
It's so late, at least seven o'clock. No matter how busy he is, he should take time out to see me.

Luan Yongfang paced back and forth in the room anxiously with his hands behind his back, like an abandoned cat, anxious and angry.

At this point, Luan Yongfang no longer wanted to admit it, and he knew that Pan Yinglong would not come. But he still held on to a little hope, maybe in the next moment, Pan Yinglong would suddenly push the door open and greet him with a smile.

But as time went by, this little bit of hope was slowly taken away, and all that was left was resentment.

It was in vain that I trusted you so much, regarded you as my brother and mentor, and tried every means to bring you and my sister together so that you could become my brother-in-law.

You betrayed my trust.

I understand. You look down on me because I am the son of a criminal; you look down on my sister because she was born in a brothel and became the wife of a eunuch.

Your true colors have finally been revealed. You still look down on me after all!

Luan Yongfang wanted to slam the door and leave, but the last glimmer of hope in his heart was like a spider thread, pulling him back.

What if Mr. Feng Wu really has something to do and can’t come?

Feeling depressed, Luan Yongfang went out to urinate. When he came back, he heard people whispering in the corner.

"Who is the guest in Room 6? He ordered a pot of tea and sat there for more than an hour or two, but didn't order any food. There are so many guests waiting downstairs, why did the shopkeeper let him waste such a good private room?"

"There is a big shot in there. Not only you and I cannot afford to offend him, but even our shopkeeper and boss cannot afford to offend him."

"Ah, whose son is this?"

"The brother-in-law of Eunuch Feng, the chief eunuch of the Imperial Household Department."

"I know Eunuch Feng, he's the Prime Minister, but isn't he a eunuch? How could he have a brother-in-law?"

"Why can't a eunuch have a brother-in-law? His sister got married in a formal ceremony. She was carried into the Feng Mansion in a sedan chair by eight bearers. Everyone, inside and outside, had to call her Madam."

"Hehe, when a eunuch marries a wife, how can he have his wedding night? Using goat horns?"

It was as if a pot of boiling oil was poured over Luan Yongfang's head. His eyes were red, and he turned the corner angrily and slapped the two guys who were whispering with his arms.

The two slaps at first made the two guys furious. They were about to fight back, but when they saw it was Luan Yongfang, they dared not say a word. They knew that they were talking behind his back and were heard.

He knelt down and kowtowed to beg for mercy.

Luan Yongfang refused to give up and kicked the two men wildly, making them scream.

The cries of the two waiters alarmed everyone. Many people in the private rooms leaned out to look, but when they saw that it was Feng Bao's brother-in-law who was showing off his power, they did not dare to speak out to stop him.

An alert waiter quickly called the shopkeeper.

The fat shopkeeper came hurriedly, holding up his coat, and bowed, "Mr. Luan, please calm down. These two guys deserved to die. Let me take care of them. Don't tire yourself out or dirty your feet."

The fat shopkeeper stepped between the two waiters and Luan Yongfang, kicked the two waiters lightly, and said sternly: "Tell me, what bad things did you do to make the young master angry!"

The two guys hesitated and didn't dare to say anything.

After taking another glance at Luan Yongfang who had turned his face away, the fat shopkeeper knew what was going on. Someone must have heard her gossiping.

He turned around and said to Luan Yongfang, "Master Luan, let me take care of these two guys, and you go back to Yajian to rest. There was a commotion upstairs just now, and the people downstairs didn't know what was going on, so they called the patrol police.

When the patrolmen come later, they will interrogate you again. Won't that interfere with your work? Why don't you go back to the private room and sit down while I send them away?"

When Luan Yongfang heard that the patrol police were coming, he panicked.

If this matter becomes a big deal, he will be the one who is embarrassed.

He threw his sleeves in anger, "Well, these two bastards deserve to be beaten! Shopkeeper, I'll give you face today and spare them for now."

"Thank you, Master Luan. Take care. Please order whatever you want for today's drinks and food. Tianyin Pavilion has invited you. This is our apology!"

Seeing Luan Yongfang's figure blocked by the closed door of the private room, the fat shopkeeper sneered, turned around, and lightly kicked the two waiters.

"You've learned your lesson. Stop gossiping in the future! Hurry up and get back to work."

The two waiters quickly got up, thanked the shopkeeper, and left in a hurry.

Two minutes later, there was a knock on the door of the private room.

Luan Yongfang was delighted.

"Mr. Luan, I am honored to meet you."

It wasn't Pan Yinglong. Luan Yongfang's heart sank again and he asked impatiently, "Who?"

"I am Shen Yikuan, editor of the National History Museum of the Imperial Academy."

He seems to be a Jinshi and editor of the Hanlin Academy!

Luan Yongfang quickly stood up and responded repeatedly: "Mr. Shen, please come in!"

Shen Yi Guan pushed the door open and said with a smile, "I'm lucky to meet Mr. Luan. I wonder if we can share a table and have a drink together? I'm late and there's no seat left."

This is the reason.

Luan Yongfang hesitated and refused: "The student is still waiting for a friend, it is not convenient."

"Which friend? Do I know him?"

"Shuntian Prefecture Pan Shaoyin."

"Oh, Mr. Feng Wu, he definitely can't come."

Luan Yongfang's expression changed, and his eyes became somewhat cold, "How do you know?"

"I came from Changfeng Tower earlier and saw Mr. Fengwu, Jinyiwei Songdu Commander, and Su Zhenfu Envoy, going upstairs and into the private room together."

Luan Yongfang's face was pale and his eyes were full of resentment!

(End of this chapter)