I am Emperor Wanli

Chapter 645 Have you ever complained?
Luan Yongfang was like a cat abandoned by the whole world. Sadness, despair, and resentment mixed together like an invisible netherworld fire, burning his heart to the point of exploding.

Shen Yikuan was watching closely from the side, his eyes flickering.

After more than a minute, Luan Yongfang came back to his senses, "Ah, Mr. Feng Wu just sent someone to say that he has something important to do tonight and will not be attending the banquet.

I'm free for the moment, so I'm sitting here drinking tea to relieve my boredom. I haven't decided what to eat yet, haha, haha."

He laughed dryly twice.

Shen Yi Guan quickly said, "Since Master Luan hasn't decided what to eat yet, why don't I order a few dishes and we have a drink."

Luan Yongfang hesitated for a moment. He wanted to get to know a Jinshi Hanlin like Shen Yikuan, but he didn't want to leave just like that, or else he would leave people with something to talk about. So he forced a smile and said, "Then please let Mr. Shen decide. The shopkeeper just said that this meal is at Tianyin Pavilion, so Mr. Shen can order whatever he wants. You don't have to be polite."

A hint of disdain flashed across Shen Yi Guan's lips, and his face was filled with a friendly smile: "Then I will respectfully obey your command."

"Tianyin Pavilion is famous for its Huaiyang cuisine. The chef was invited from Yangzhou. It is said that he was the chef of the former Yangzhou salt merchant. Well, let's have a squirrel mandarin fish, a crystal hoof flower and white robe shrimp, and the boiled dried shredded vegetables are must-eats.

Have another serving of barbecued duck. The duck used here is Gaoyou duck. The duck skin is crispy and mellow, the meat is soft and tender, and it tastes delicious and not greasy.

Mr. Luan, it would be a shame not to have some wine with such delicious food, so order a pot of honey wine. This wine is sweet and delicious, and will never make you drunk. "

Luan Yongfang's thoughts were still in a mess. She sat there pretending to be calm and let Shen Yi Guan order the dishes.

When the wine and food were gradually served, Luan Yongfang finally came to his senses and said, "Mr. Shen is indeed from a famous family, a famous scholar in Jiangnan, and has extraordinary knowledge. I will learn more from you in the future."

“Mr. Luan, you are too polite.

The world has changed, and no famous family or celebrity is any use. People now value profit over righteousness, and the same is true in the officialdom, which is full of smoke and the smell of money.

The more honest a person is, the more he is excluded. How many famous scholars in our dynasty served as officials, upright and honest, but were secretly harmed by their colleagues, framed for corruption and abuse of power, and suffered misfortune. It is sad and lamentable. "

Luan Yongfang clenched his fists in his sleeves, his whole body trembling slightly with excitement.

So well said!
My own father is like that!
All the charges of corruption and abuse of power were framed by his colleagues who were jealous of his integrity!

Look at the officials nowadays, which one of them doesn't have a large following, beautiful wives and concubines, large mansions and huge wealth. My father just accepted some favors from old friends of the gentry, which is nothing at all. How could it be considered as corruption and abuse of power?

Shen Yi Guan's image in his mind suddenly rose several levels. What a good man!

"Mr. Shen must be a man of great talent to be admitted to the National History Museum, and he is admired by many people." Luan Yongfang spoke in a friendly manner, "I feel like I haven't learned anything in the Imperial College.

There are too many teachers in the Imperial College who are just filling in the numbers and have no reputation for literature. I wonder when I can go to the National History Museum to ask the teacher for advice in person?"

"Haha, I'm always available, Mr. Luan can come anytime." Shen Yi Guan laughed, "I love to get to know young talents, especially those who have had rough lives but are constantly striving to improve themselves.

Mencius said, "When Heaven is about to confer a great responsibility on a man, it will first test his mind and will, exhaust his muscles and bones, starve his body, deprive him of all want, and make his plans frustrated. This is to stir his mind and harden his nature, and to increase his ability to do what he was not able to do before."

Master Luan is gifted and self-motivated. He will surely become a great man in the future, bringing honor to the family and making the world take notice of him."

With just a few words, Luan Yongfang regarded Shen Yikuan as his close friend.

When drinking with a good friend, a thousand cups are never enough. In less than an hour, Luan Yongfang was drunk with honey wine that was as sweet as the spring in Yangzhou in March.

Shen Yi Guan called the waiter, helped Luan Yongfang downstairs, called a carriage, and reminded him: "Feng Mansion on Fengcheng Street, Xianyifang, remember, it's the largest mansion near Jincheng Bridge."

"To the residence of Prime Minister Feng?" The coachman, who was very familiar with the ground, shuddered suddenly.

"Yes, this is Mr. Feng's relative."

The coachman suddenly felt that the responsibility of the eleven prefectures in Zhili and Jingji was all on his shoulders, and he said resolutely: "Don't worry, sir, I will definitely send this young man to Mr. Feng's house and hand him over to the doorman of the house."

Shen Yikuan waited for the carriage to leave, then turned around and went back to the private room on the third floor of Tianyin Pavilion, where seven or eight people were drinking and making bold statements.

When his friend saw Shen Yi Guan coming in, he was stunned for a moment: "Bu Yi, you didn't go home? You haven't been back for so long, I thought you went back home for something."

"No, I just went out fishing and unexpectedly caught a big fish."

"Big fish?" The friend asked meaningfully, "These days, it's easy for fishermen to be dragged away by fish."

Shen Yi Guan smiled awkwardly.

He suffered losses in this regard, but fortunately he turned to the light in time.

Shen Yi Guan sat down and laughed: "Yes, the water is too muddy nowadays, and it is hard to tell who is the fish and who is the fisherman. But this big fish today is definitely a big stupid fish."

He leaned close to his friend's ear and whispered a few words amid the din.

The friend looked at Shen Yikuan and nodded, "No doubt, you changed your name well, you really don't doubt anymore, once your thoughts are clear, you will find a way to success."

Shen Yiguan smiled, "Fengcheng Street in Xianyifang is very close to Xiyuan."

The two of them huddled together again and whispered in each other's ears, but the others spoke loudly, quickly drowning out their voices.

The carriage arrived at the Feng Mansion on Fengcheng Street. The driver jumped off the carriage, ran to the gatehouse at the side door and banged on it.

After knocking for a long time, the concierge's door opened, revealing an extremely impatient face.

"Who is it?" Seeing clearly that it was the coachman, he said with a mixture of impatience and ferocity, "Do you know where this is? How dare you knock on the door?"

The coachman was so frightened by the doorman's vicious words that he shrank his neck and quickly replied, "The young master of your house is drunk, and I sent him back."

The concierge was stunned for a moment, "Is there a young master in my house?"

The doorman was pushed open from behind, revealing a steward, "in his early twenties, very frail, wearing a green cotton gown, with a woolen jacket with dark patterns on the outside?"

"Yes, yes! It's him." The coachman nodded quickly.

"Lang Jiu, two of you go and help Master Luan back."

"Yes!"

The doorman then realized, "So it's this master, who's out there eating and drinking under the name of the master again?"

"You're the only one who talks too much!" The steward glared at him fiercely and continued to ask the coachman, "Who helped our young master get on the carriage?"

"In Tianyin Pavilion, there is a gentleman. Well, he looks very knowledgeable, but I don't know his name. Now I remember that I have seen that gentleman in the Hanlin Academy before. Hey, he is a Hanlin, no wonder he looks familiar."

The steward nodded calmly, took out a few five-cent silver coins and handed them to the coachman: "The extra ones are yours."

"Thank you, sir. Thank you for your reward! I really met a noble person today." The coachman was so happy that his nose was bubbling.

The fare for this trip is worth several days of hard work.

Two servants helped the drunk Luan Yongfang in. The smell of alcohol on his body was so pungent that the doorman could not help but move aside.

"How much alcohol did you drink?"

The steward waved his hand and said, "Help him to the side room on the west side of the front yard, and go to the backyard to report to the mistress."

Luan Yongfang had just been helped to lie down on the couch in the side room when Luan Feng'er hurried over with two maids.

The steward who was guarding the courtyard stepped forward to greet him: "Feng Qi greets the Madam."

"Seventh Steward, my brother?" "Madam, the young master is fine, he just drank a few too many glasses. I have asked the kitchen to make some hangover soup, and he fed him half a bowl. He will be full of energy again after a night's sleep."

Luan Feng'er lowered her head and said, "Thanks to the Seventh Steward."

"You are so polite, ma'am. I'll be waiting outside. Please tell me if you need anything."

Luan Feng'er walked into the side room and saw her brother lying on the bed with his arms and legs spread out, covered with a quilt. She felt heartbroken and angry.

"Madam, the hangover soup is here."

"Put it here, and all of you go down."

Only the brother and sister were left in the side room. Luan Feng'er sat down beside the bed, lifted up Luan Yongfang's upper body, and put pillows and quilts behind her.

Then he picked up the steaming bowl and fed Luan Yongfang the sobering soup with a spoon.

After feeding him twice, Luan Yongfang woke up with a groan, then began to dry heave and vomit. Luan Feng'er quickly took the copper basin next to her, helped Luan Yongfang lie on the edge of the bed, patted his back, and let him dry heave a few more times.

The foul smell of drunken vomit filled the room. Luan Feng'er wiped the dirt from her brother's mouth with a towel. When she was about to continue feeding him sobering soup, Luan Yongfang grabbed Luan Feng'er's hand.

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"Sister, let's not live like this anymore, okay?"

Luan Feng'er was startled and scolded, "What's wrong with you? Are you drunk and talking nonsense?"

"Sister, do you know how much pain I've felt these years?" Luan Yongfang said without caring, "They say that Daddy took people's lives lightly, took bribes and perverted the law, but what does it have to do with us?

I was only five years old at that time, and you were only seven or eight years old. I don’t remember anything about the luxurious life, wealth and honor. I only remember that I was exiled to Lingnan with my family, and suffered for more than ten years, living a life worse than pigs and dogs.

Finally someone found me and said sister, you are still here, and wanted to take me to reunite with you, but this is the result. I would rather continue to suffer in Lingnan. Sister, let's not live like this, okay?"

Luan Feng'er was also a little angry, and put the bowl of soup on the table, "But I see that you are living a very comfortable life. With the status of a young master of the Feng family, you can talk and laugh with great scholars, and have no ordinary people around.

You are enjoying yourself so much that you don't want to go back to your hometown! Why are you suddenly dizzy and talking nonsense? "

Luan Yongfang looked at Luan Fenger, shaking his head left and right, his red eyes wide open, trying hard not to let tears flow out.

"Sister, I'm not fainting. Today I finally know the truth. No one in this world looks down on us, even Mr. Feng Wu looks down on us."

After saying that, he lay on the bed and started crying.

Luan Feng'er touched his hair and said quietly, "We are lucky to be able to survive. What else can we ask for? I just hope that you can study hard, settle down and start a career, so that the Luan family will not be extinct. I have no other requests.

Is it so important whether others think highly of you? You must think highly of yourself first. If you think lowly of yourself, how can you expect others to think highly of you? "

Luan Yongfang lay on the bed, sobbing, "You don't understand, you don't understand anything!"

Before Luan Feng'er could speak, the maid said at the door, "Madam, the master has returned home."

Luan Feng'er's expression changed slightly. She glanced at Luan Yongfang who was still lying on the edge of the bed, stood up, and said to a maid, "You stay and take care of the young master."

"Yes."

Luan Yongfang struggled to raise her head, looked at Luan Fenger's back and shouted, "Sister!"

Luan Feng'er paused, but still walked out of the house.

The maid stepped forward, held up the hangover soup, and said softly, "Sir, I will feed you the soup."

"Get out! I don't want your pity! Get out!" Luan Yongfang waved his right hand randomly, and the bowl in the maid's hand flew out, fell to the ground and broke into several pieces, and the soup spilled all over the floor.

Luan Yongfang pulled up the quilt and covered his head.

The maid squatted down and silently picked up the broken pieces and leftover juice.

Feng Bao, wearing a bullfighting suit and a steel fork hat, walked in with small square steps. Feng Qi followed closely behind him, talking softly.

When they reached the gate of the middle courtyard, Luan Feng'er bowed and said, "I am here to welcome you back to the mansion."

"Madam, come out. It's getting colder now. Madam, you don't have to come out. Just wait in the backyard."

Luan Feng'er said nothing, but stood aside, lowering her head respectfully.

Feng Bao glanced at her, his eyes flickering, and continued to walk forward. Feng Qi was on the right, Luan Feng'er was on the left, a little behind, and behind them were the maids and the young eunuchs.

"Feng Qi, go find You Qi and pass on the message. You must explain the key points of the Tongzhengsi clearly, and make sure You Qi passes it on without missing a word."

Feng Bao tilted his head and whispered something in Feng Qi's ear.

"Yes, godfather. My son will do it right away."

Feng Qi sent Feng Bao to the backyard door and stopped, bowed deeply, and turned to leave.

Luan Feng'er followed Feng Bao into the flower hall in the backyard. It was warm inside, just like spring.

Feng Bao turned to the side hall on the left, stood in front of the screen, and spread his hands flat.

Luan Feng'er and two maids hurried forward, took off his steel fork hat and his bullfighting suit.

"Master, can you change into something more comfortable?"

Feng Baowei closed his eyes, still thinking about something.

The emperor agreed to the reform plan of our Tongzhengsi, so the Tongzhengsi is the key point, and the chief official Tongzhengshi is very important. It is not appropriate for me to nominate the candidate, so I let Zhang Shuda nominate it.

It's not a good idea to bring it up proactively, because the emperor is too shrewd and can see the trick at a glance.

However, Uncle Zhang could have thought of a suitable candidate first, and when the emperor came to consult, he could have put forward the candidate before others could react. With the advantage, everything would be easier.

When he heard Luan Feng'er's question, he just snorted lightly.

Luan Feng'er helped Feng Bao to tidy up his bun, inserted a jade hairpin, and together with the maid, changed him into a silk cotton half-length shirt and trousers.

It's thin outside, but very comfortable inside the warm room.

After finishing all this, Luan Feng'er took a basin of hot water from the maid standing at the door and placed it in front of the recliner.

"Master, soak your feet to relieve your fatigue."

Feng Bao sat down on the recliner. Luan Feng'er squatted down to his right, picked up his left foot, removed the socks, placed it on his knees, and used her right hand to test the water temperature in the basin. It was just right.

Carefully put Feng Bao's left foot into the hot water, and then picked up his right foot.

Feng Bao, who was sitting on the chair, looked at Luan Feng'er's graceful back and snow-white neck. His eyes were dazed for a few seconds, and he suddenly asked.

"Feng'er, have you ever felt resentful?"

Luan Feng'er's body stiffened, and her hands, which were washing Feng Bao's feet, slowed down.

(End of this chapter)