The words were divided into two sides. Let’s say that Zhang Wangyu, the Dezhou Prefecture, was ordered by Zhang Min, who was urgently asked at the Debei City Gate. In less than an hour, Zhang Wangyu returned to the Dezhou Prefecture Office, but was sweating and panting, and his face turned black into ash at the bottom of the pot. He looked worried, frightened, and panic.
The chief executive... big... big, big... big... big... nothing... wonderful... his fat body ran to the back hall with a trembling slash, and knelt on the ground with a "thump". His face was as if dead. He didn't dare to look at Zhang Min's face.
Why are you panic? You are a fourth-rank magistrate after all. How can you be so kind? Get up and talk well. Zhang Min put down the teacup and glared at Yu in displeasure.
Return to Zhongcheng, ten...100,000 fires... urgent...Ah, come out, come out... something big happened
Zhang Wangyu was appreciated by Fu Kang'an. In addition to giving his wife, he was also a person who was good at speaking, but he was stuttering at this moment, but he was really scared by something.
Humph, what big thing can happen? Could it be that the sky has fallen? Dezhou Prefecture, you are also a qualified prefect, you are so panicked, how does this Zhongcheng educate you in normal times? Don’t panic when encountering problems, be calm, and keep your face unchanged. Look at what you are now, how can you have the majesty of a prefect?
Zhang Min scolded indifferently, then picked up the teacup and tasted the fragrant tea.
The officials were defeated and their manners were lost. I hope the Chief Secretary would forgive me. It was just that the situation was urgent. The Chief Secretary dared not be proficient. He rushed back and asked the Chief Secretary to show his instructions.
After hearing Zhang Min's scolding, Zhang Wangyu immediately regained his previous eloquence and thought to himself, Humph, you are the boss, if the matter is exposed, you will be unlucky first, but you are not in a hurry, why am I in a hurry!
Yes, this is like the style of my Shandong official. OK, let’s talk about it, what’s going on? Zhang Min took a sip of tea and glanced at Zhang Wangyu through the misty tea atmosphere.
The chief minister went to the Debei city gate. According to the gatekeeper who guarded the city, four carriages passed by the Debei city gate at noon today, and the accent seemed to be coming from the capital.
Speaking of this, Zhang Wangyu paused, observed Zhang Min's reaction with his eyes, and continued to say that he was listening carefully. The leader was about seventeen or eighteen years old, with a gentle appearance, and the servants who were following him seemed to have some skills.
Oh? Is there such a thing? If you want to talk about it in detail, what is the identity of that boy, where is he from, and what are he doing in Texas?
After hearing this, Zhang Min's heart suddenly jumped violently, then he stared at Zhang Wangyu and asked with a serious expression.
According to the city gate official, the visitor claimed to be the son of a wealthy businessman in Tianjin. He came to Shandong to buy medicinal materials, and Zhang Wangyu wanted to say something but stopped. He was considering whether he should report the truth to Zhang Min.
And what, you should say Ah! Zhang Min suddenly felt an unknown premonition in her heart. Seeing Zhang Wangyu stuttering, she couldn't help but feel angry and shouted unhappily
Yes, yes!
Seeing Zhang Min getting really angry, Zhang Wangyu was so scared that he wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with his hands, half bent his waist, and said in a dilemma, Zhongcheng, the official was confused for a moment and didn't take good care of his subordinates. That group of people, yes, yes... paid the "tax silver" and entered the city.
What! What did you say?
When Zhang Min heard this, he was furious and suddenly threw the teacup to the ground. For a moment, the mountains and rivers changed color. He raised his fingers and poked Zhang Wangyu's forehead with trembling, and scolded, "You bastard, have you asked you to stop collecting taxes and stop collecting taxes? Are you stuffed with donkey hair in your ears?"
Originally, Zhang Min was still very careful in his image and acted hypocritically, but at this time he was so angry that he couldn't help but show his true face and cursed Zhang Wangyu.
Yes, yes, the lower official knew he was wrong. The lower official had already criticized the city gate official severely. He promised not to dare again next time
Zhang Wangyu fell to the ground again, kowtowed repeatedly, his face full of regret and pleading
Humph, criticism, what is the use of criticism? I won’t commit it again. Things have already happened, and he still has to have a chance to commit it again. How do you, a bastard, restrain your subordinates in your daily life!
Zhang Min was so angry that she was filled with smoke. If it weren't for Zhang Wangyu being Fu Kang'an's confidant and respectful to him on weekdays, she really wanted to be the only official immediately.
However, this thought was just a moment of thought. After thinking about it, Zhang Min gave up this idea. At this time, you must be calm and calm. Don’t make trouble inside and turn the imperial envoy’s way.
He took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down, but unexpectedly his anger was suppressed, but instead he became panicked and uneasy. His face turned pale and his whole body was trembling as if he was extremely scared.
Zhang Wangyu kept kneeling on the ground, but he kept observing Zhang Min's reaction with his eyes. Seeing him trembling all over and his face frightened, he couldn't help but snorted coldly in his heart, "What kind of thing is that Ya'er, you said righteously, "You must be calm, don't panic," "You must fall in front of you without changing your expression." M's incident came to him, but he was timid!
Zhang Min can't stand Zhang Wangyu, but Zhang Wangyu can't stand Zhang Min anymore? Sometimes people don't like each other, there is no reason. I just think you are unhappy, why?
However, no matter how disgusted each other, the incident has happened, and it has happened in the territory of Dezhou. If the imperial envoy really investigates and deals with it strictly, the first person to lose his head is Zhang Wangyu. So he raised his head tremblingly and said to Zhang Min carefully, Zhongcheng, don’t be angry, you should just send a message, how should you deal with this matter?
Humph, how can I not be angry? Can I calm down after such a big thing?
After listening to Zhang Wangyu's previous words, Zhang Min was immediately angry and started to scold him angrily. However, after listening to Zhang Wangyu's subsequent words, he suddenly calmed down. This kid was right. Things had happened, and it would be useless to be angry. It was better to think about countermeasures.
Thinking of this, Zhang Min sorted out what Zhang Wangyu said in his mind, and felt that the person Zhang Wangyu said was probably the imperial envoy. A 17 or 18-year-old boy, the imperial envoy Forte was just seventeen or eighteen years old. A good servant, would it be a big guard disguised?
From Tianjin, the accent is Beijing movies. Isn’t this just a matter of trying to cover up?
After sorting it out in his mind, Zhang Min concluded that the so-called son of a wealthy businessman in Tianjin was the imperial envoy Fortai. So he slapped the table suddenly and shouted at Zhang Wangyu who was kneeling on the ground, "Dezhou Prefecture, you immediately dispatch all the servants of the government office to find the whereabouts of the imperial envoy. If you dare to make another half-point difference, I want your head!"
Yes, yes, yes... Zhang Wangyu had already scared and sweated coldly. Hearing that Zhang Min finally had an idea, he hurriedly replied, but then asked in embarrassment, Zhongcheng, he, the imperial envoy, was in a private visit, and his whereabouts were uncertain. What about the subordinates? How to check Ah?
Bastard, you are a pig brain!
Zhang Min glared at Zhang Wangyu with hatred, shouting in an even more displeased tone, and could even be said to be roaring. No matter how he is an imperial envoy or a patrolman on behalf of the heaven, he always has to eat, drink, defecate, and sleep. Do I need to teach you this?
Yes, yes, the lower officials understand, the lower officials will check the whereabouts of the imperial envoy
In fact, Zhang Wangyu is not stupid, but on the contrary, he is very active. He was just scared and confused just now. At this time, when Zhang Min reminded him, he immediately understood that the direction of searching was the taverns, inns and even inns in the city.
After saying that, Zhang Wangyu was about to run outside the door, and suddenly heard Zhang Min stop him behind him, "Slow down!"
Zhongcheng, what else do you have to do? Zhang Wangyu stopped immediately and turned to look at Zhang Min
Remember not to investigate with great fanfare, be sure to do it secretly. Once the boy’s whereabouts are found, don’t alert the enemy. Just send someone to keep an eye on him. Then, I will tell you that there is also, the city gate official in Debei, you can try to make him "shut up". As for what method I use, I don’t want to see him again. If he is still alive tomorrow, I will want your head! Go quickly!
After explaining these sentences, Zhang Min waved her hand to Zhang Wangyu in annoyance as if she was waving a fly, and was too lazy to look at his fat white face.
Yes, yes, the subordinates will leave, and then they will leave! Zhang Wangyu bowed deeply to Zhang Min, turned around, but snorted coldly, what kind of bird thing, do you know!
……
The other side
Ertai ran to Jinan Prefecture with a fast horse and whipped it. He walked very quickly, and smoke and dust rolled. However, even though these fast horses were thousands of miles away, it was already past three o'clock in the morning when Ertai arrived at Jinan Prefecture.
Ertai came to his aunt with Ama Fulun a few years ago, so he found the back of the government office and knocked on the door. After a while, a sleepy voice came from the yard. He was so angry that he said in a slightly unhappy tone, "Who is this night?"
It's me, Forte! Ertai responded lightly
Who? You said you are? The sound inside suddenly became nervous
I'm Forte. Ertai relied on his own.
Alas, it's the second young master Ah. I'm so stupid that I didn't hear your voice. I hope you don't get surprised. The sound inside the door opened the latch while doing a 'review'.
Opening the wooden door, Ertai saw an old cheek. It was Fu's servant Fu's old brand. He is already in his sixties this year and is the manager of Ertai's aunt Funing's family.
Haha, Uncle Fu, your voice is becoming more and more vicissitudes, which makes me unable to hear it. Ertai said with a smile
Second Young Master, I haven’t seen you for three or five years. I’ve grown up to be a big man. If you didn’t tell me your own house, I wouldn’t have recognized you on the street.
Uncle Fu came up to grab Ertai's sleeve and looked at him with an excited expression.
Haha, people always become, Uncle Fu, has my aunt gone to bed? After a few greetings with Uncle Fu, Ertai asked about her aunt
No, just now when the old slave was walking around the yard, he saw the lights still on in the big grandma's room. Maybe he hadn't fallen asleep yet
Well, please inform me, Uncle Laufu, and I said Ertai asked to see my aunt
During the Qing Dynasty, the rules were always extremely strict, especially in a large mansion like the Fu family. The elders and juniors were not as casual as ordinary families. If my nephew wanted to see my aunt, he would ask his servants to inform him first.
OK, OK, the second young master follows the old slave. Uncle Fu held a candlelight in his hand and led Ertai to his aunt's room.
After a while, the two of them arrived at a quiet inner courtyard and walked to a room with lights on. Uncle Fu knocked on the door gently at the door. In the blink of an eye, a nice and slightly lazy voice came from inside. Who?
Big grandma, I am Uncle Fu, the second young master is here. Uncle Fu said happily
Second Young Master? You said Ertai is here? The sound inside the house was also very happy. Hurry, please
The second young master asked, but the old slave would not go in. Uncle Fu made way out, Ertai smiled at him, then pushed the door and entered his aunt's room.
As soon as he entered, Ertai smelled the fragrance of the room, mixed with a strong smell of milk. Then he walked around the screen and looked at the aunt on the bed happily. He was about to say hello to her aunt when he suddenly found that the aunt who was half sitting up and leaning on the head of the bed was naked, and was wearing a bellyband with a red face and panic.
‘Hiss!’ The young and energetic Ertai couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
The chief executive... big... big, big... big... big... nothing... wonderful... his fat body ran to the back hall with a trembling slash, and knelt on the ground with a "thump". His face was as if dead. He didn't dare to look at Zhang Min's face.
Why are you panic? You are a fourth-rank magistrate after all. How can you be so kind? Get up and talk well. Zhang Min put down the teacup and glared at Yu in displeasure.
Return to Zhongcheng, ten...100,000 fires... urgent...Ah, come out, come out... something big happened
Zhang Wangyu was appreciated by Fu Kang'an. In addition to giving his wife, he was also a person who was good at speaking, but he was stuttering at this moment, but he was really scared by something.
Humph, what big thing can happen? Could it be that the sky has fallen? Dezhou Prefecture, you are also a qualified prefect, you are so panicked, how does this Zhongcheng educate you in normal times? Don’t panic when encountering problems, be calm, and keep your face unchanged. Look at what you are now, how can you have the majesty of a prefect?
Zhang Min scolded indifferently, then picked up the teacup and tasted the fragrant tea.
The officials were defeated and their manners were lost. I hope the Chief Secretary would forgive me. It was just that the situation was urgent. The Chief Secretary dared not be proficient. He rushed back and asked the Chief Secretary to show his instructions.
After hearing Zhang Min's scolding, Zhang Wangyu immediately regained his previous eloquence and thought to himself, Humph, you are the boss, if the matter is exposed, you will be unlucky first, but you are not in a hurry, why am I in a hurry!
Yes, this is like the style of my Shandong official. OK, let’s talk about it, what’s going on? Zhang Min took a sip of tea and glanced at Zhang Wangyu through the misty tea atmosphere.
The chief minister went to the Debei city gate. According to the gatekeeper who guarded the city, four carriages passed by the Debei city gate at noon today, and the accent seemed to be coming from the capital.
Speaking of this, Zhang Wangyu paused, observed Zhang Min's reaction with his eyes, and continued to say that he was listening carefully. The leader was about seventeen or eighteen years old, with a gentle appearance, and the servants who were following him seemed to have some skills.
Oh? Is there such a thing? If you want to talk about it in detail, what is the identity of that boy, where is he from, and what are he doing in Texas?
After hearing this, Zhang Min's heart suddenly jumped violently, then he stared at Zhang Wangyu and asked with a serious expression.
According to the city gate official, the visitor claimed to be the son of a wealthy businessman in Tianjin. He came to Shandong to buy medicinal materials, and Zhang Wangyu wanted to say something but stopped. He was considering whether he should report the truth to Zhang Min.
And what, you should say Ah! Zhang Min suddenly felt an unknown premonition in her heart. Seeing Zhang Wangyu stuttering, she couldn't help but feel angry and shouted unhappily
Yes, yes!
Seeing Zhang Min getting really angry, Zhang Wangyu was so scared that he wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with his hands, half bent his waist, and said in a dilemma, Zhongcheng, the official was confused for a moment and didn't take good care of his subordinates. That group of people, yes, yes... paid the "tax silver" and entered the city.
What! What did you say?
When Zhang Min heard this, he was furious and suddenly threw the teacup to the ground. For a moment, the mountains and rivers changed color. He raised his fingers and poked Zhang Wangyu's forehead with trembling, and scolded, "You bastard, have you asked you to stop collecting taxes and stop collecting taxes? Are you stuffed with donkey hair in your ears?"
Originally, Zhang Min was still very careful in his image and acted hypocritically, but at this time he was so angry that he couldn't help but show his true face and cursed Zhang Wangyu.
Yes, yes, the lower official knew he was wrong. The lower official had already criticized the city gate official severely. He promised not to dare again next time
Zhang Wangyu fell to the ground again, kowtowed repeatedly, his face full of regret and pleading
Humph, criticism, what is the use of criticism? I won’t commit it again. Things have already happened, and he still has to have a chance to commit it again. How do you, a bastard, restrain your subordinates in your daily life!
Zhang Min was so angry that she was filled with smoke. If it weren't for Zhang Wangyu being Fu Kang'an's confidant and respectful to him on weekdays, she really wanted to be the only official immediately.
However, this thought was just a moment of thought. After thinking about it, Zhang Min gave up this idea. At this time, you must be calm and calm. Don’t make trouble inside and turn the imperial envoy’s way.
He took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down, but unexpectedly his anger was suppressed, but instead he became panicked and uneasy. His face turned pale and his whole body was trembling as if he was extremely scared.
Zhang Wangyu kept kneeling on the ground, but he kept observing Zhang Min's reaction with his eyes. Seeing him trembling all over and his face frightened, he couldn't help but snorted coldly in his heart, "What kind of thing is that Ya'er, you said righteously, "You must be calm, don't panic," "You must fall in front of you without changing your expression." M's incident came to him, but he was timid!
Zhang Min can't stand Zhang Wangyu, but Zhang Wangyu can't stand Zhang Min anymore? Sometimes people don't like each other, there is no reason. I just think you are unhappy, why?
However, no matter how disgusted each other, the incident has happened, and it has happened in the territory of Dezhou. If the imperial envoy really investigates and deals with it strictly, the first person to lose his head is Zhang Wangyu. So he raised his head tremblingly and said to Zhang Min carefully, Zhongcheng, don’t be angry, you should just send a message, how should you deal with this matter?
Humph, how can I not be angry? Can I calm down after such a big thing?
After listening to Zhang Wangyu's previous words, Zhang Min was immediately angry and started to scold him angrily. However, after listening to Zhang Wangyu's subsequent words, he suddenly calmed down. This kid was right. Things had happened, and it would be useless to be angry. It was better to think about countermeasures.
Thinking of this, Zhang Min sorted out what Zhang Wangyu said in his mind, and felt that the person Zhang Wangyu said was probably the imperial envoy. A 17 or 18-year-old boy, the imperial envoy Forte was just seventeen or eighteen years old. A good servant, would it be a big guard disguised?
From Tianjin, the accent is Beijing movies. Isn’t this just a matter of trying to cover up?
After sorting it out in his mind, Zhang Min concluded that the so-called son of a wealthy businessman in Tianjin was the imperial envoy Fortai. So he slapped the table suddenly and shouted at Zhang Wangyu who was kneeling on the ground, "Dezhou Prefecture, you immediately dispatch all the servants of the government office to find the whereabouts of the imperial envoy. If you dare to make another half-point difference, I want your head!"
Yes, yes, yes... Zhang Wangyu had already scared and sweated coldly. Hearing that Zhang Min finally had an idea, he hurriedly replied, but then asked in embarrassment, Zhongcheng, he, the imperial envoy, was in a private visit, and his whereabouts were uncertain. What about the subordinates? How to check Ah?
Bastard, you are a pig brain!
Zhang Min glared at Zhang Wangyu with hatred, shouting in an even more displeased tone, and could even be said to be roaring. No matter how he is an imperial envoy or a patrolman on behalf of the heaven, he always has to eat, drink, defecate, and sleep. Do I need to teach you this?
Yes, yes, the lower officials understand, the lower officials will check the whereabouts of the imperial envoy
In fact, Zhang Wangyu is not stupid, but on the contrary, he is very active. He was just scared and confused just now. At this time, when Zhang Min reminded him, he immediately understood that the direction of searching was the taverns, inns and even inns in the city.
After saying that, Zhang Wangyu was about to run outside the door, and suddenly heard Zhang Min stop him behind him, "Slow down!"
Zhongcheng, what else do you have to do? Zhang Wangyu stopped immediately and turned to look at Zhang Min
Remember not to investigate with great fanfare, be sure to do it secretly. Once the boy’s whereabouts are found, don’t alert the enemy. Just send someone to keep an eye on him. Then, I will tell you that there is also, the city gate official in Debei, you can try to make him "shut up". As for what method I use, I don’t want to see him again. If he is still alive tomorrow, I will want your head! Go quickly!
After explaining these sentences, Zhang Min waved her hand to Zhang Wangyu in annoyance as if she was waving a fly, and was too lazy to look at his fat white face.
Yes, yes, the subordinates will leave, and then they will leave! Zhang Wangyu bowed deeply to Zhang Min, turned around, but snorted coldly, what kind of bird thing, do you know!
……
The other side
Ertai ran to Jinan Prefecture with a fast horse and whipped it. He walked very quickly, and smoke and dust rolled. However, even though these fast horses were thousands of miles away, it was already past three o'clock in the morning when Ertai arrived at Jinan Prefecture.
Ertai came to his aunt with Ama Fulun a few years ago, so he found the back of the government office and knocked on the door. After a while, a sleepy voice came from the yard. He was so angry that he said in a slightly unhappy tone, "Who is this night?"
It's me, Forte! Ertai responded lightly
Who? You said you are? The sound inside suddenly became nervous
I'm Forte. Ertai relied on his own.
Alas, it's the second young master Ah. I'm so stupid that I didn't hear your voice. I hope you don't get surprised. The sound inside the door opened the latch while doing a 'review'.
Opening the wooden door, Ertai saw an old cheek. It was Fu's servant Fu's old brand. He is already in his sixties this year and is the manager of Ertai's aunt Funing's family.
Haha, Uncle Fu, your voice is becoming more and more vicissitudes, which makes me unable to hear it. Ertai said with a smile
Second Young Master, I haven’t seen you for three or five years. I’ve grown up to be a big man. If you didn’t tell me your own house, I wouldn’t have recognized you on the street.
Uncle Fu came up to grab Ertai's sleeve and looked at him with an excited expression.
Haha, people always become, Uncle Fu, has my aunt gone to bed? After a few greetings with Uncle Fu, Ertai asked about her aunt
No, just now when the old slave was walking around the yard, he saw the lights still on in the big grandma's room. Maybe he hadn't fallen asleep yet
Well, please inform me, Uncle Laufu, and I said Ertai asked to see my aunt
During the Qing Dynasty, the rules were always extremely strict, especially in a large mansion like the Fu family. The elders and juniors were not as casual as ordinary families. If my nephew wanted to see my aunt, he would ask his servants to inform him first.
OK, OK, the second young master follows the old slave. Uncle Fu held a candlelight in his hand and led Ertai to his aunt's room.
After a while, the two of them arrived at a quiet inner courtyard and walked to a room with lights on. Uncle Fu knocked on the door gently at the door. In the blink of an eye, a nice and slightly lazy voice came from inside. Who?
Big grandma, I am Uncle Fu, the second young master is here. Uncle Fu said happily
Second Young Master? You said Ertai is here? The sound inside the house was also very happy. Hurry, please
The second young master asked, but the old slave would not go in. Uncle Fu made way out, Ertai smiled at him, then pushed the door and entered his aunt's room.
As soon as he entered, Ertai smelled the fragrance of the room, mixed with a strong smell of milk. Then he walked around the screen and looked at the aunt on the bed happily. He was about to say hello to her aunt when he suddenly found that the aunt who was half sitting up and leaning on the head of the bed was naked, and was wearing a bellyband with a red face and panic.
‘Hiss!’ The young and energetic Ertai couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
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