The Hanlin Academy reviewed that although Ji Yunfei lived in poverty, he did not live in a stable place like Qian Junchen, a member of the Ministry of Rites. He not only rented a courtyard with a total of twelve rooms, but also had two servants, a maid and

An old woman who does laundry and cooking.

Every room has an elegant name. The study room where Han Xiufeng was staying was called "Huai Ren Study Room". A wintersweet was planted outside the window. The plum blossoms competed with the snow and were fragrant, adding a touch of fragrance to the life of a guest in the capital.

Elegance.

It was freezing cold, and Han Xiufeng came to the door late at night and delivered so many goods. Ji Yunfei was surprised and very happy. After hearing Han Xiufeng's plan to renovate the clubhouse, he secretly lamented that Mr. Gu still cared about him even though he was far away in his hometown in Ba County.

The capital actually sent such a smart and capable young man to help.

Normally, I would have to write a poem in return for receiving someone's things, but I thought that Han Xiufeng was just a ninth-grade candidate inspector who was born as a donor. Giving poems was tantamount to making a secret investment, so I had to give up and just send it away.

He seemed rude when he went back. After hearing about the plan to renovate the guild hall, Ji Yunfei didn't know what to say for a while.

It was a rare visit, and Han Xiufeng didn't want to rush back to the guild hall. He continued: "Master Ji, I will go to the craftsman tomorrow and ask the craftsmen to go to the guild hall to look at the place, measure the dimensions, and then ask them to draw a picture. After the drawing is completed,

I'll send it to you for review. If you think it's okay, Mr. Ji, we can start construction on an auspicious day when the results of the palace examination are released next year."

When young people want to do something, Ji Yunfei certainly supports it and can't help but smile: "Zhixing, you raised the money, just watch the renovation."

"Master Ji, I'm okay at work, but I can't be such a big boss." Han Xiufeng smiled, took out the two hundred taels of silver notes he had prepared earlier, and presented them respectfully: "Then the guild hall will be renovated.

Later, we need to commemorate it with a stone. We must not forget Mr. Gu and other seniors who advocated the establishment of the guild hall, and we must not forget the righteous deeds of shopkeeper Wen and other local businessmen. This must be done by you, Mr. Ji. A little polishing fee is not a sign of respect."

"Zhixing, I am also from Chongqing. It is my duty to write notes for the guild hall. How can I accept this money? Besides, the guild hall will be renovated next year..."

"Mr. Ji, if it is just a test hall for our Chongqing Prefecture, it will be fine. But after the renovation, it will be both a test hall for our Chongqing Prefecture and a commercial store for Sichuan merchants in Beijing. You are writing notes for both the test hall and the commercial store. This is

How can the retouching fee be less?”

Han Xiufeng has said before that if the guild hall wants to survive, it can only deal with those wealthy merchants. Moreover, the guild hall is only busy during the examination year, and it is always idle there. Rather than being idle, it is better to lend it to merchants, at least the merchants are willing to pay.

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The New Year was about to come, and Ji Yunfei was short of money. Seeing Han Xiufeng's sincerity, he took the bank note generously: "Since you have brought it all, I will accept it. I will think about this note in my spare time."

do."

"Thank you, Master Ji."

Han Xiufeng wanted to chat for a while to deepen his impression of this promising man in front of him, so he pretended to be worried and said: "Mr. Ji, there is one more thing. There is a martial arts scholar in Chongqing Town whose surname is Du and whose name is Wei Fang. He came to Beijing with me.

He filled the vacancy two days ago and was sent to Guangxi to bid for the post of General Manager Qian. Although he is a military attache, he is still from the same country. I heard that Guangxi is not at peace, so I don't feel at ease. Do you know the situation in Guangxi?

"

Ji Yunfei secretly thought that what Mr. Gu said in the letter was right. The little fellow in front of him really valued loyalty, but this question stopped him. He could only smile bitterly and said: "Guangdong and Guangxi are not at peace. First, heaven and earth will rebel.

, followed by a fight between locals and tourists, which distracted the attention of the officials of Guangdong and Guangxi. It was not until hundreds of thousands of rebels came from all directions to gather in Guiping County under the jurisdiction of Xunzhou Prefecture, armed with weapons, that the state and county officials along the way became aware of it.

At the beginning, the states and counties were in turmoil, and they only wanted to protect themselves. They did not chase down the troubled people crossing the border, let alone cooperate to suppress them, but just expelled them. Until the bandit leader established himself as king in a village called Jintian, and the governor of Guangdong and Guangxi

It was only then that I and the governor of Guangxi discovered that this bandit was actually one of the most powerful thieves in the group."

"They have all declared themselves kings. This is a clear sign of rebellion!"

"Yes, otherwise the imperial court can send imperial envoys to quell the rebellion?"

"Master Ji, do you know what the bandit leader's last name is and what he looks like?"

The Hanlin Academy was the imperial court's "place to store talents." Ji Yunfei could not only read the imperial newspaper, but also the reports of provincial governors that ordinary officials could not see. When he mentioned this, he said angrily: "Sai Shang'a is incompetent.

As an imperial envoy, he knew nothing about banditry and was completely confused about who the "Prince of Taiping" was. First, based on the detective report, he rashly reported that his surname was Wei Mingzheng, and then he said it was Hu Yihuang, also known as Hu Ermei.

The emperor was eager to report victory in Guangxi every day, but the memorials were all empty words and lies. A Guangxi official secretly reported that the officers and soldiers pursued them to Jintian and suffered a disastrous defeat. Sai Shang'a actually said in the memorial that "the pursuit and suppression resulted in many captures" and "there were many captures and beheadings on all sides."

In order to cover up his defeat, he lied about capturing the bandit leader 'Prince Taiping' alive before the battle, and fabricated confessions to prove it. Fortunately, the Military Aircraft Department did not dare to believe it, otherwise he would not know what a joke it would be."

"How could this happen?" Han Xiufeng asked dumbfounded.

Ji Yunfei said helplessly: "They only want to keep the black gauze hat on their heads, and they don't care about the country. But they won't be proud for a few days, and sooner or later they will be dismissed and investigated!"

"Master Ji, so the emperor doesn't know the situation in Guangxi?"

"I know roughly, but I only know roughly."

Han Xiufeng pondered: "Fortunately, the bandits only occupied one village. With so many officers and soldiers from Guangdong and Guangxi, and surrounded on all sides, it shouldn't be difficult to suppress them."

"That's right, you don't have to worry about the martial arts test for that surnamed Du."

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At the same time, Duan Jiqing, manager of the Chongqing government office, was holding a birthday banquet at home.

The forty-two-year-old has to take care of his birthday. If he doesn't take care of it, how can he take care of the military clerks in the fourteen prefectures and counties under the Chongqing Prefecture and the Sansan Hall, as well as the cashiers of the family members in the main halls of the prefectures and counties.

For such a big happy event, Qin'er naturally had to go back to her parents' house to help, and even Yaomei'er was busy all night.

The female family members did not come to the table and ate in the kitchen as usual. As a result, Qin'er felt sick as soon as she picked up the chopsticks and hurriedly ran to the corner to vomit.

Duan Xu was startled, ran over and asked, "Qin'er, what's wrong?"

"Mom, I don't know. I've been feeling nauseous these past few days, and I feel like vomiting when I smell the smell of cooking fumes." Qin'er stood up after vomiting and took the handkerchief handed over by Yao Mei'er.

Thinking of her wife bragging to others about Han Si's son-in-law riding a dragon in the hall, Duan Xu subconsciously asked: "Are you happy?"

Qin'er's pretty face turned red: "I...I haven't been overjoyed. How could I know if I was overjoyed?"

"Where is menstruation? Has menstruation come yet?" Duan Xu asked.

"No, I haven't been here for a while." Qin'er peeked into the main room with an embarrassed look on her face.

"I'm probably happy!" Duan Xu thought about it the funnier and happier she got. She rubbed her hands and said, "There are a lot of people at the moment. Let's tell your father later. It's too late today. I'll go to the doctor early tomorrow morning and invite the doctor."
Chapter completed!