The Snowy Path of the Heroic Blade Chapter 105: Selling Guan Yujue
He Xinliang Chapter 105 Selling Officials and Jue
The Fighting Swordsman in the Snow Author: Fenghuo Opera Princes
[Update time]2013-12-1503:33:44[Word count]6309
(Because this chapter is more than 6,000 words, it is a bit late. The next chapter is estimated to be around seven in the morning.)
The house of Song Yan, the prefect of Huangnan County, is empty and sparse, with few servants, and deserted. In fact, this house is one of the best high-rise houses in Huangnan County. With the wealth of Mr. Song's family, it was originally impossible to live in, let alone buy it, or rent it. Difficult, but because it was a murderous house that no one dared to take over, it fell into the hands of the two-sleeved Qingfeng Master Song. The previous Patriarch was a veteran who retired from the border and wanted to get his grandson. He was once General Yan Wenluanyan. The right arm was a heroic general who could have drunk with the King of Northern Liang when he was young. For some reason, on a windy and snowy night, more than 70 people in the mansion were killed overnight, regardless of whether they were women, children or old. The young, they were all cut off their heads with a slash, and they were tragic. It is still a big unsettled case on Beiliang Road. Some said it was the actions of the green forest bandits, and it was also said that political opponents who were still serving in the northern Liang border army were brutally attacked. No matter what, it’s rumored that every snowy night, the house where women and ghosts cried and drank was vacant for many years. Later, Song Yan, who did not believe in ghosts and gods, became the chief official of Huangnan County. The relatives moved into the mansion, and these years have been fine.
Although Song Yan admires magic power, he has the nickname of Huang Lao Zhan, Caigen Taoist, the wife of the county guard has died young, leaving behind an only daughter named Song Huangmei, who is riding horses in Huangnan County. Swagger, sword and bow, extremely heroic, not to lose the Northern Liang Ranger, when Song Yan noticed that his daughter, who had always regarded applying rouge as the top evil in the world, began to ask him for some silver, instead of buying bows and arrows. I secretly bought a lot of rouge gouache. I bumped into it several times at the house, and my daughter's face was not cleaned. Song Yan knew that this girl had a sweetheart, and Song Yan was also happy to see it, and never exposed her daughter time and time again. Crappy cover up, the book building of the prefect’s mansion is adjacent to the garden, and Song Yan is standing quietly at the window holding a volume of books. Song Yan smiled slightly, her daughter deliberately said so loudly, not to make the young man standing outside the wall hear it for more than half an hour?
Song Yan let people explore the family of the young descendant. He was born at the bottom of the market and was full of blood. He relied on an unstoppable sect in Huangnan County. In several gang fights, he relied on desperate fights and became one. A direct disciple of a sect tycoon, who has been tempered by many years of experience in the world, and treated people with things, which is much higher than those of Huang Nanjun’s superior anointed beams. Song Yan made a private visit to the younger generation intentionally or unintentionally during a private visit in his spare time. Tea, chatting casually, young people rarely pretend to be surprising, speaking simple and not bad in nature. Regarding the sentiment between him and his daughter, Song Yan quietly stepped back and let him go. Song Yan itself is not a gentry. The family also started in the poor alleys, so I know that it is not easy to give birth to people behind the poor, but if this person is a scholar, even if his fame is hopeless, Song Yan has long been invited into the mansion, generously recognized the relationship between the husband and son, but it is a knife. Song Yan is not optimistic about the blood-licking gang boy, at least he is not against it. It would be too embarrassing for Song Yan to want him, the prefect of Huang Nan County, to take the initiative to show his favor.
Song Yan saw her daughter sneaking towards the courtyard wall, and didn’t forget to look around. Obviously, she was too thin, for fear of being caught by her father. She knew well that her father’s ability to see and know things was notorious and not easy to fool. In the past, Song Yan had to withdraw from the window near the bookshelf with a wry smile. Song Yan put the Legalist book "Five Beetles" back on the bookshelf, and sat back on the book case with a mountain of texts. There was a bronze incense burner on the case, which was used to burn incense and refresh the spirit. Song Yan glanced at the two secret letters sent from the Jinglue Mansion, with a blank expression on his face, and stretched out his fingers to stroke the gluttonous lines on the bronze ware, which meant to drive away ghosts. Song Yan closed his eyes and felt the burning of his fingertips. Draw back. He didn't care about the advice of his teacher Li Gongde in the letter. On the contrary, the blockbuster of Huang Nan County this time was a precursor to Song Yan's self-reliance. With the tide rising, but the fourth-ranked prefect is already the ultimate, now Beiliang has a change of dynasty, Song Yan knows that he has a bad impression of the King of Beiliang, and if he does not do anything at this time, it will still be in the next ten or twenty years. There is no way to go further in the officialdom. One step is too late. At the time of the prime of life, Song Yan, who is always ambitious, doesn't want to eat some leftovers behind others' buttocks, but now Song Yan is not sure whether the Lingzhou general will tolerate people. For your belly, did you come to see him personally for the courage of this hard and smelly stone in the officialdom pit?
While Song Yan was meditating, she heard her daughter's cry from the courtyard outside the building. Song Yan stood up helplessly. This girl, not a bit of a virtuous woman, would marry a good person in the future. Song Yan did not answer, and went downstairs. Detouring through the back door of the garden, I saw Li Jizhen, the daughter of my teacher, came to Huangnan County. There was a strange face beside him. With Song Yan’s veteran experience, he immediately guessed his identity, Li Jizhen’s favorite cold man. , Guo Fufeng. Song Yan didn't have much likes or dislikes about this person. Seeing his daughter Song Huangmei looked at the man vigorously, Song Yan winked. Guo Fufeng was calm and respectful. Song Yan nodded and smiled without making a sound. Song Yan is not very optimistic even if this person becomes the son-in-law of Chenglong Kuaishou of an adult. What's more, as Song Yan, even if Guo Fufeng goes along with him in the future, he wants to follow him. Song Yan stood side by side, and it would take more than 20 years of hard work, to say nothing. Li Jizhen held Song Huangmei, who was a few years younger than her, but looked nervous. This was the first time that she took Guo Fufeng to appear in front of her father’s protégé. It was fortunate for others to say that she might sell her a little bit of face to her daughter, Song Yan Li was already known for his unkindness, and he was afraid that the prefect would give the order to expel guests directly. This time he rushed to the Huangnan County secret meeting Uncle Song, but his father had no choice. I don’t know how Guo Fufeng got the trail. The news, after spending a long time talking with her, and talking about many heart-wrenching efforts, Li Jizhen hesitated to bring him to Song Mansion. She and Song Huangmei had a good relationship since they were young. Regarding the girl as a younger sister, Song Taishou spoils her daughter, everyone knows, and this girl has a gloomy relationship with a Jianghuerlang who is worse than Guo Fufeng's life experience. This is also Li Ji boldly bold enough to let Guo Fufeng officially be in Lingzhou officialdom. The key to the "understanding" was that Li Shizhen had nowhere to confide in the unspeakable sorrow after thinking of this. When did she have to deliberate like this? However, seeing Uncle Song's expression calm, but the most ill-adjusted to Guo Fufeng did not say anything against Guo Fufeng, Li Ngzhen was a little relieved, and the heartless Song Huangmei somehow did not know why the heartless sister Li had sweat in her palms. , A group of people went to sit around the stove in the house, Song Huangmei excused to shovel some charcoal to add fire, and ran out of the house, Song Yan didn't know where she was going to say goodbye to her lover, and she had to make some movement of stacking chairs standing on the wall. If the female college is not left, I feel sorry for the parents of the world.
Song Yan just took the seat and received a few name stickers from the steward. They were all the scholars of Huangnan County who came to ask Jing Shijimin about their knowledge. In fact, they were just paying respects to him, the prefect, in order to get a familiar face. Song Yan let the steward. Handed back the door status, and by the way, gave back a few books in the library collection. Those few people were not able to see them, but they could be regarded as happily returning, and they had to show off with their peers. Song Yan dealt with this trivial matter casually, and looked at Li Jizhen with a smile: "Uncle Song's salary has been used to buy books, and the family is almost unable to open the pot. It is difficult to get a big fish here."
Li Shouzhen has always been bad at socializing, but he just smiled. Guo Fufeng was unwilling to be a foil, and proactively said: "The collectors of the past dynasties have loved books as fate, and they believed in borrowing books like borrowing a wife. It is better to directly donate books, just like a romantic celebrity giving a concubine to a beautiful concubine. The prefect is well versed in the samādhi."
Song Yan looked indifferent and did not agree. Guo Fufeng is also thick-skinned, not feeling cold. Li Shizhen, who was only slightly relieved, was a little restless again, for fear that Guo Fufeng didn't know the rules and taboos of officialdom, and annoyed Song Yan, who was indifferent. Fortunately, Song Huangmei brought a pot of black charcoal at the right time to help her out of the siege invisibly. Song Huangmei was talking in his own home, frowning and saying: "Father, Tie Ya just told me that there are a few outsiders on the street outside the wall. It’s been a while, what do you do in the empty alleys in the winter, is it a bad guy?"
Song Yan chuckled softly: "The road is facing the sky. Even if Dad is a prefect, he can't control the legs and feet of pedestrians. Some people are willing to be cold outside the wall. Even if he stays for a while, Dad can't take the official hat on his head. Go and drive people."
Song Huang's eyebrows smacked out the smell in Dad's words, his face flushed suddenly, and he lowered his head to fiddle with the charcoal fire.
The steward of was standing at the door, a little panicked. Song Yan got up and walked outside the house. After hearing the news, he didn't make a move. He turned to Li Fuzhen and said that he was a little bit urgent with official duties, and then let Song Huangmei help to greet the guests. When the governor left in a hurry, his steps gradually disappeared, Guo Fufeng lowered his head and stretched out his hands to grill the charcoal fire, his face a little gloomy. He raised his head to see the two pretty faces of Li Jizhen and the daughter of the prefect, whispering, and talking in intimate boudoir secrets, Guo Fufeng also quickly turned into a smiling face and warmth, without being dissatisfied with the county guard's negligence. After Li Jizhen and Song Huangmei finished whispering to the woman, he began to talk and stopped. From the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of Guo Fufeng's unwilling look. Then he said: "Huangmei, do you know that there are many unruly rituals in Huangnan County? , Was stabbed to my father's place, saying that Uncle Song not only did not ban, but let the incense flourish. In fact, these temples were all secretly manipulated and used as a means of collecting money, which is suspected of depravity. I came here this time. , I just want to tell Uncle Song."
Song Huangmei was surprised, then squinted his eyes and smiled: "What's wrong with the customs? Anyway, we are like this in Beiliang. If there are any customs that are good or bad, they can't be bad no matter how bad they are. I see those The **** who deliberately slandered and slandered my dad is just eating and holding on. Either they are afraid that my dad’s position is too stable. If my dad doesn’t move, they can’t climb up. After all, it’s all about the money. I heard in the restaurant that several counties in Lingzhou pointed the finger at the general in Lingzhou and deliberately stirred up the water, so that Huangnan County was safe, and my father became an arrow target. ."
A wry smile appeared at the corner of Li Shuizhen's mouth, and Guo Fufeng glanced at the girl, a little surprised.
Song Huangmei squinted at the graceful Guo Fufeng intentionally or unintentionally, and said to Li Shuizhen: "Sister, Brother Hanlin is really amazing now. He has a lawless talent and has become the standard length of a crossbowman on the border. I heard that Killed hundreds of Beimang barbarians, and they couldn’t hang their heads on their horses. Brother Hanlin will go home for the New Year this year? If you come back, please remember to invite him to my house as a guest. I have to talk to Brother Hanlin about me. My heart is full of admiration. Men, don’t you have to go to the battlefield to kill the enemy like Brother Hanlin, otherwise you won’t be considered a man."
Hearing these few sentences, Guo Fufeng sneered in his heart, his face still calm.
Li Shuizhen carefully glanced at Guo Fufeng, turned his head and smiled forcefully, and said, "Let’s go out and take a turn."
Guo Fufeng naturally stayed. After the sisters went out, Li Jizhen stretched out his hand and twisted Song Huangmei’s ears, "You damned girl, dare you to teach your sister? I didn’t write it clearly in the letter to you before. Don’t make a bad face for him, you are better. !"
Song Huang eyebrows curled his lips and said: "Anyway, I don't like that person at first sight. My father said that scholars should not have too much sullenness. Such scholars are not very promising. I looked at the surname Guo and he had different problems. There is no shortage, sister, listen to me once, you all rejected our feat of the demon king of the Northern Liang Dynasty, which is more suffocating. How can it be more and more unhelpful in the end? If you knew this was the case, it would be better to take the surname at that time. Xu’s **** embryo will become the feudal concubine of the feudal prince in the future. We can make the adults laugh so that the corners of their mouths will reach the back of their heads. Besides, Brother Hanlin can turn back the prodigal son, and maybe the surname Xu will be able to wake up someday. , I really went to the border to kill the enemy... Of course, I think that with the disposition of that unscrupulous guy, asking him to kill people with his own hands like Brother Hanlin, it is difficult to go to the sky, so I only dare to bully women. I really don’t know. What are the guys who said good things to him at the moment, what are they thinking about, what is the old man from Beiliang sent to Beijing, what is going to make a trip to Beimang, what is causing a **** storm on the Liyang rivers and lakes, who believes... …"
Li Shizhen hardly tapped the chattering Song Huang forehead, and stared angrily: "No one will treat you as dumb if you don't speak."
The two walked to the corner and saw a group of people in the distance walking quietly on the bluestone path of the mansion. Except for the prefect Song Yan, who was wearing a public uniform and did not have a sword, most of the other men hung an eye-catching Beiliang knife on their waists. It's a bit of a chilling atmosphere in winter.
Song Huangmei, who likes to join in the fun the most, hurriedly pulled on the cuffs of Li Jizhen, and said in amazement: "Yoyoyo, who is this handsome man with gray hair and murderous man, look at sister Numa, my dad is too much. An arrogant person, he is actually a shoulder distance behind him when he walks. No, I have to find someone to visit this hero from the beginning!"
Li Shuizhen's expression is complicated and obscure.
Song Huangmei is still a bit loyal, she did not leave her negative true sister and left alone. Unlike ordinary ladies, she has been obsessed with dancing guns and sticks since she was a child, in order to hide a Beiliang sword privately with her father. After many years of thinking about it, Song Yan finally had to agree to get one when she got married, because Beiliang has an iron law, as long as you withdraw from the army, even generals should not wear Beiliang swords privately, even if they are blocked. A gift is given, and you are not allowed to carry it out. Of course, compliance or non-compliance is another matter. Many Beiliang dandies are proud of wearing a cold knife. As long as they are not exposed or caught, most of them will be fine. However, there is a world of difference between privately wearing a sword and an upright and bright shoulder sword. As a civil servant in Beiliang, no one is qualified to wear the Beiliang sword. This is like the honor of being in the palace of the sword. Even if Song Huangmei is the daughter of the prefect, she still admires from the bottom of the heart for those soldiers who wear a Northern Liangdao on her own. The gang kid she likes nowadays also vowed to her that before marrying her in the future, It will definitely be a beggar with the old man wearing a Beiliangdao.
Song Yan led these uninvited guests into the chamber of the back room, waved back, poured tea and water personally, with a lot of etiquette, but there was still no fear in his expressions.
Even if the young man sitting in front of him is His Royal Highness Beiliang Shizi, the newly born General Lingzhou.
Xu Fengnian took the teacup and said calmly: "Back then, Beimangjianghu wanted to infiltrate Beiliang under the instruction of Li Mibi, the spider web, and selected civilians who specialize in soft persimmons to kill, so as to disrupt the foundation of Beiliang. As a result, he was there before entering the country. The border gate was intercepted and killed, but there were still some fish that slipped through the net and successfully mixed into the two states of Youliang. At that time, in order to reassure the people, many unprovoked disasters were covered up. Lingzhou was relatively better, but it still happened. The tragedies in this mansion, the Northern Liang spies in recent years, have mostly focused on the North Mang deceased, and there are seemingly inexplicable murders every three to five, but the people don’t know it."
Song Yan laughed and said: "Last year, there was a murder case in Huangnan County, which alarmed a cavalry army in another county to cross the border to kill, uprooted a gang, and almost ransacked. He must be intercepted on horseback by himself, and questioned the guilt of the school Wei Xingshi. Later, the spy under General Chu sent a military order to the officer, and the officer knew the danger."
Xu Fengnian said: "Huangnan County is known as Jiangnan beyond the Great Wall. It is where the Beiliang granary is located. As the food picker in Lingzhou, Mr. Song must have a heavy burden on his shoulders."
Song Yan replied in a flat tone: "The official duty."
Xu Fengnian sneered, "It is also the duty of the county guard to prohibit improper worship of the gods and goddesses in the county. Master Song has always been praised for his resolute behavior in Lingzhou, why did he neglect his duty? Huangnan county three The human ghost shrines and temples are dedicated to the memorial tablets. They are neither the heroes of the Northern Liang Dynasty nor the gods whose foreheads are granted by the court. They are clearly against the ritual system, but one of the couplets is still the handwriting of Lord Song. Is Lord Song relying on his strategy to make adults? Asylum, knowingly guilty? I heard that Mr. Song is fond of collecting books, and the new collection of more than sixty isolated ancient books is very expensive. I don’t know how much incense did Mr. Song give to Mr. Song when the illegal temple closed this year?"
Song Yan took a sip of tea and said: "It's only five hundred taels, it's not worth mentioning. Many of the rare books in the eye-catching situation have not been included in the bag, which is a pity."
Xu Fengnian laughed and said: "There are prostitution in the jurisdiction, more than three hundred taels of greed and ink, and the two crimes are both punished, but it is a head-off capital crime. Master Song just wanted to use his head to help his son establish majesty in Lingzhou. ?"
Song Yan deserves to be the smelly and hard stone in Lingzhou Maokeng. He actually smiled and said: "Since your Royal Highness brought a knife to the door, Song Yan has also confessed his guilt, that is also a stab."
Xu Fengnian put down his tea cup, "I know you and I know that you have rebelled against the will of the adults this time, and you have the intention to surface in the officialdom of Lingzhou, so that I can pay attention to you, the guy who once annoyed Xu Xiao. You. When encountering the bottleneck of being an official, I want to change the court to get to the next level. I also made enemies on all sides in Lingzhou, tied my hands and feet, and urgently needed one person to break the deadlock. I need you, the prefect of Huang Nan County, who has a large official position and some prestige, as long as you Willing to'take the pole up' in Huangnan County, so that outsiders mistakenly think that it is a decision made by the manager to bow their heads to General Lingzhou, then many subordinates will consciously curb their small movements. Those who do the dirty work with their own hands will not be able to eat and walk around. Although they do not blame the public, they can kill the chickens and curse the monkeys. After all, a few bad luck chickens will be picked up. This group of tricky and slick knife The official is actually scared in my heart. Song Yan, do you think that Huang Nan County will be trapped in a mud puddle without you? Even when I get ashore, I am covered in mud, so I can only go to Liangzhou to complain to Xu Xiao."
Song Yan shook his head and said: "His Royal Highness does not lack the means to break the game, it is the lack of time. After all, even if your Royal Highness kills randomly, he can also be dissatisfied, and wait until the military confidants are in place one by one, plus some Lingzhou. The mutual checks and balances between local officials and foreign scholars made the Lingzhou officialdom gradually tamed. However, his Royal Highness does not seem to have such a fierce decisive decision for the time being, and he can't afford to wait. For this, his Highness personally came to Huangnan County to find me. Later, Song Yan was even more certain~IndoMTL.com~ Seeing Xu Fengnian not speaking, Song Yan continued to say slowly: "If I become the governor of Lingzhou, I can serve as a **** for your Royal Highness to clean up the dirt, or I can comfort you on the face. The manager, both sides have stepped down, secretly weakening Master Li's control in Lingzhou..."
Xu Fengnian smiled and planned the words of the governor, "The prefect has overestimated himself. The governor of Lingzhou can only be Xu Beizhi, not Song Yan, you can at most be a Lingzhou. Don’t drive. But this son can follow you. To put it lightly, someday Xu Beizhi will become the governor of Beiliang Road. You may hope to serve as the governor of Lingzhou, but it is still early. The two families of Xu and Li have accumulated the incense of two generations. Not to mention the hard work of Li Hanlin, the friendship between me and Li Hanlin alone is enough to make the manager addicted to the adults, and to slay the wickedness of killing the donkey. Of course, if you Song Yan really have the ability, if Xu Beizhi stands in front of you, Lingzhou Cishi can't do it, but there are two Youliang Cishi seats to let Ben Shizi decide. Thirty prefectures from Yang, let’s not talk about Xu Beizhi, a strange species. You count, how many of them are less than 40 years old? Master Song, you will be content."
Song Yan's face is uncertain.
Xu Fengnian finally came up with a sentence that made Song Yan laugh or cry, "Also, there are many officials who want to be promoted to Lingzhou, don’t drive. You Song Yan wants to be, so you have to give me half of the books in the building, many scholars. When I arrive in Beiliang, I can use it to buy people’s hearts."
Before the governor nodded, Xu Fengnian stood up and said to himself: "Damn, it's no wonder that so many people want to be emperors, and they can be so confident when they start to sell officials."