There are many guild halls and scenic spots outside Xuanwu Gate. During the annual examinations and the Zhili Provincial Examination, most students who go to Beijing to take the examination stay in this area. Most of the Han officials who cannot live in the inner city also rent in Xuannan, making this area the most lively place in the capital and the favorite place for literati and poets.

As one of the few Jinshis among the Manchus, Wenxiang also likes to come and visit in his spare time. The only difference from the past is that because Jingchao has to go to the yamen to click on Ronglu every day in the past few days, and after the breakup, he has no place to go and follows him.

Wen Xiang went to a few bookstores and calligraphy and painting antique shops, and bought a few pens that were not expensive but looked exquisite. Seeing that it was getting late, it was about to go back home. Ronglu pointed to Dazhiqiao Hutong not far away and suggested: "Brother Bochuan, it's not interesting to go back now. Why not go to the front to ask for a glass of wine?"

"Whose house to ask for wine?" Wen Xiang asked with a smile.

"Han Zhixing, if he remembers correctly, his house will be in Qiantou alley."

"Is it appropriate to just come here without hands and nothing to do?"

"Who said we were empty-handed? Isn't this a meeting gift?" Ronglu pointed to the pen that was worth a few cents in his hand and licked the pen and said with a wicked smile: "It's all at his doorstep, why don't you say hello?"

“Not suitable.”

"What's wrong with it? Besides, you don't need to smash the door."

Thoughts that although Han Xiufeng was born as a donor, he was really called Jian Zai Dixin. He had already made a "little military machine" at a young age. It is said that the emperor and him are really a teacher and student. The career is not very bumpy, but not very smooth. Wenxiang felt that many friends had many ways, and it was not impossible to follow Ronglu, who was young and had no taboos, to visit him.

I thought Han Xiufeng might not be at home, but I didn't expect that the concierge had just helped me in and inform me for a while, and Han Xiufeng came out to greet him with a smile on his face.

"I said why the magpies chirped constantly? It turns out that there are really distinguished guests!"

"Brother Jianchuan, I mean Zhixing won't look down on us, right?" Ronglu looked back at Wenxiang with smugness, and then bowed to Han Xiufeng, "Brother Zhixing, it's really not to be hiding. Brother Jianchuan and I are tired of walking here. Thinking that your home is here, my eyes lit up and we took the liberty to come to the door to ask for a glass of water to drink."

"Brother Zhixing, Brother Yu is here to come and make you laugh." Wen Xiang bowed and bowed awkwardly.

"Why do you laugh when you see me? You two can come because you respect me, Han Xiufeng. Please, please, please! Since you are here, there is no need to drink water. If you are thirsty, only wine will be left. I will let my family prepare the banquet."

"I'm upset!"

"The more you talk, the more you see. Come on, it's cold outside. Let's go in and talk."

They were so happy that they came to Han Xiufeng because they lived a boring life these days.

Since I started working as a "little military aircraft", I can no longer run to the guild hall every few days like before. Huang Zhongyin, Ji Yunfei, Ao Tongchen and other fellow villagers have never been here to avoid suspicion. There are many people who come to give me some charcoals and don't respect me, but I don't have much friendship with those people. I came to meet and chat with those who came to send money and asked Mr. Fei to receive it directly.

In short, I have few friends in Beijing, and I don’t look like I have classmates in the same year. I only talk to people from "Houyitang" such as Eunjun, Qingxian and Datou.

Wen Xiang and Rong Lu knew that Han Xiufeng was a good person, but they didn't expect that he had already made a "little military aircraft" and not only did he not have any airs but also so enthusiastic. After sitting down and chatting for a while, he couldn't help asking: "Zhixing, Yongxiang last time he served a drink, did he come to invite you?"

"Please."

"Have you gone?"

"The person didn't go, but I asked someone to take the gift."

Wen Xiang and Ronglu looked at each other and said meaningfully: "We are the same, we haven't arrived, and the gift has arrived."

Ronglu had known Han Xiufeng for a long time and did not treat Han Xiufeng as an outsider. He said bluntly: "A few days ago, I met a friend who was also working in the yamen of the infantry commander. He didn't seem very happy to hear that friend said we didn't go."

How could Han Xiufeng not hear what they meant, and said helplessly: "Faith words are unpleasant. He is now proud. Maybe he will feel that you two are unkind and even don't even think about the friendship between the same clan. But if you really encounter something in the future, you will think of your good intentions."

"Watching the use of our good intentions, the emperor is asking Lord Sushun to rectify the administration. If the Beijing inspection cannot be overcome this time, I guess he will come to ask you brother Zhixing again!"

"Please?"

"If you don't ask for help from your old 'little military aircraft', can you come and ask Zhonghua and me?" Wen Xiang asked back.

Han Xiufeng subconsciously asked: "So that Lord Lianshun was targeted by Lord Sushun?"

"I don't know whether Lord Lianshun was targeted by Lord Sushun. I only know that during these days, from the Shangshu to the letters, I was worried. Even I had to go to the yamen to click Mao every day. Our Nine Gate Admiral not only did not restrain himself at the forefront, but... on the contrary... I guess he was a little unhappy." Ronglu smiled gloatingly and said, "If Lianshun was dismissed from office, Yongxiang would have a good idea. If he didn't come, he would beg you who else to ask."

"I'm going to use it." Han Xiufeng sighed lightly, and picked up the wine jar and pointed to the dishes that had just been served on the table in Xiaoshandong: "I won't talk about this anymore, come and fill the wine first. You two are not only distinguished guests, but also rare guests. It's rare to come to the humble house. We'll be drunk today and we'll stop!"

"Brother Zhixing, pour less and less. You are a huge amount. I dare not compare with you. I have lost someone once in the Chongqing Guild Hall last time, so I can't throw him away again." Ronglu was really scared and hurriedly got up and begged for mercy.

It was rare to meet two drinkers who came to the door. How could Han Xiufeng let him go? He poured wine for him and said with a smile: "There are no outsiders here, so naturally it's not embarrassing. Even if you get drunk, what's the point."

"Zhixing, you know Zhonghua's alcohol tolerance, he really can't drink it." Wen Xiang couldn't help but smile.

"You can't drink less, but you have to fill it up first."

...

As expected, after a few bowls of wine and two hot dishes were served, Ronglu was already dizzy when he drank it.

Han Xiufeng did not refuel him, a poor baby who had lost his father very early. While greeting Wen Xiang for food, he asked curiously: "Brother Jianchuan, is the Beijing Office of the Ministry of Works almost done?"

"It's early, I guess it won't be over until the end of the month."

"I don't know anyone else, you and I know you. Shouqing, talented, and Zhengdu, and I can't escape the first time I waited for the first time."

"Ji Yan, brother Ji Yan, if Brother Yu can get a first place this time, he will definitely serve as a drink."

"I have decided to eat this wine. Don't forget where I was transferred to the position of the Tongzheng Department. Although the Yongding River Dock Office belongs to Zhili, I actually have to listen to the Ministry of Works! I heard from Mr. Wu Tingdong and Master Shi Zanqing Shi that there are so many doctors in the Ministry of Works, you have the best reputation for your official position and the most diligent in doing things."

"Really?" Wen Xiang was skeptical.

"What do you lie to you?" Han Xiufeng smiled and raised the wine bowl again.

It’s really nothing to say about the official voice. But once you arrive in Beijing, it’s very important to see whether the official voice is good or not. After hearing what Han Xiufeng said, Wen Xiang was really a little fluttering and quickly picked up the wine bowl and touched it.

In fact, in Han Xiufeng's mind, whether he was drunk with Ronglu, even if he could make a fortune in the future, it would be a matter of the future. But now he is just an insignificant little official. There is no need to worry about having sex with them, and having wine and chatting with them doesn't have to think about what each sentence of the other person means.

Because of this, I could let go of drinking, but this drink became more and more popular.

Ronglu was drank and slept soundly on the table. Wenxiang was also drunk and wanted to go to the toilet. Han Xiufeng wanted to help him, but he couldn't stand firmly, so he could only let Xiaoshandong help him.

As a result, after waiting for nearly two incense sticks, it was not until Xiaoshandong stumbled back and told him sadly that Han Xiufeng realized that the trouble was getting big.

"Why don't you pull him?"

"I pulled it, but I just couldn't hold it," Xiao Shandong said helplessly, "I said I was walking wrong, Master Wen said it was walking wrong, Fei said it was the door, and then he suddenly threw away and broke in. I couldn't even pull it back!"

The entire courtyard was only one toilet, and it was newly built during the renovation of the bookstore. There was no place for the front yard, inner yard and inner yard, so it could only be built in the back garden. Unexpectedly, Wen Xiang came out of the toilet and was confused and broke into the bookstore in a daze and was taken down by the two guards on duty at night.

Having reached this point, Han Xiufeng could only ask Xiaoshandong to get a basin of cold water to wash his face, take the lantern and walk through the back garden to the backyard of the bookstore.

When I came in and took a look, I was ridiculous.

Wen Xiang was tied up by two guards in casual clothes, tied up like rice dumplings in front of the archive room. Qingxian came out, Lin Qingyuan and others all came out, and even their heads were covered with cotton jackets.

Wen Xiang became a prisoner in a daze and suddenly became much more awake. He stared at the people watching him and cursed: "I scared you, dare to tie me up. Do you know who I am?"

"Who are you?" Guards asked coldly with their swords on his neck.

"I am the Wenxiang of Guaerjia, the Ministry of Works, and the Ministry of Works!"

"The Ministry of Works is amazing. Who do you know?"

"Who are you?"

"Look carefully, let me see carefully." The guard showed his waist sign and said proudly: "Don't say you are just a minister, even the minister of the Ministry of Works cannot break in a mess! You can stay here tonight, and you will tie it up and hand it over to the palace to the emperor tomorrow."

Wen Xiang was stunned and murmured: "Emperor... Where is this? Isn't this Mr. Han's house?"

"Mr. Han's house is there. What is this place? You, a small worker, are not qualified to know. Anyway, you are in trouble and have a big deal!" You stayed in this inconspicuous courtyard every day and finally caught a person who came to your door. The two guards were so excited.

Han Xiufeng couldn't stand it anymore and walked out of the shadow and said, "What are you doing? Didn't you see Mr. Wen come from my house? Don't you know Mr. Wen is my distinguished guest?"

The guard was stunned and hurriedly put away his knife and went forward, "Fourth Master, Bei Yi... Bei Yi thought he had climbed over the wall from there."

"Zhixing, what's going on?" Wen Xiang asked struggled.

"Brother Jianchuan, don't be anxious, it's okay." Han Xiufeng signaled Datou, who had just recovered from his senses, to help loosen his ties, and said to the two guards: "Mr. Wen is the guest I invited. I will submit a memorial to the emperor for the matter tonight, so don't worry. Brother Qingxian, Qingyuan, you all go back to the house to rest."

"Fourth Master, I don't mean that..."

"I know, if you don't blame me for this, it's all over."

After sending everyone away, Han Xiufeng leaned over and helped Wen Xiang up, who had just loosened his ties, and looked at him with helpless smile and said, "Brother Jianchuan, I'm sorry, I can only feel wronged that you will live here tonight. I will send someone to say to my sister-in-law and my wife, and I will also send someone to help you take leave tomorrow morning."

Wen Xiang rubbed his wrist, which was strangled by the rope, and asked nervously: "Zhixing, what's going on."

"It's a big deal to me that I didn't entertain you well, so I made you accidentally break into a place you shouldn't come. However, there will be no major issues, and it won't affect your Beijing inspection exam this time. It will be fine when the emperor Ming is reported."

Thinking of someone who looked familiar just now, and then the guard just now seemed to mention Qingxian, and Qingxian should have been banned in the jail of the sect's mansion, Wen Xiang asked in surprise: "Zhixing, are you talking about this..."

"I didn't say anything, don't ask anything. Since you come, you can rest assured. I will send someone to help you find a clean house to live in."

"Zhixing, I don't know anything. I really didn't think about coming here."

"I know, believe me, this is a misunderstanding and nothing will happen."

"Then please."

"What are you asking for? What are you and I? What kind of friendship? Big Head, Mr. Fu Wen will go to rest. Mr. Wen has just eaten wine, so I remember to make a pot of strong tea."

"Oh," Datou reacted and hurriedly supported Wen Xiang and said, "Please please, Mr. Wen, please be careful. My fourth brother said that if it's okay, there will be nothing wrong."

Wen Qing, the Minister of Revenue, felt that "Houyi Hall" was very important and made suggestions from the emperor to strengthen the guards. The emperor not only sent four more guards, but also asked Enjun to draft a charter according to the rules of the palace. No matter who broke into "Houyi Hall" without permission, he had to take it down. As the shopkeeper, Han Xiufeng could not take the lead in breaking the rules, so he could only go back and wake up Fei Erye who had just lying down to rest and draft memorials overnight.

As for Ronglu who was drunk, he asked Xiaoshandong and Feng Xiaobian to send him home first, and then went to Wenxiang's family in the inner city to report a letter to avoid worrying about Wenxiang's family.

The next morning, the memorial drafted overnight about Wenxiang, a member of the Ministry of Works, accidentally entered the "Houyi Hall" when he was visiting the bookstore to Enjun, who had just arrived from home, and asked Enjun to submit the memorial on his behalf.

It was afternoon that there was finally a letter.

After reading the memorial, the emperor found that Wen Xiang, who accidentally entered the "Houyi Hall", was not only one of the few Jinshis among the people, but also became a member of the Ministry of Works, and was still so studious. He thought he was a talent for making a living. As expected, he did not plan to make a mistake. He only criticized the four words "I know".

Han Xiufeng finally breathed a sigh of relief and went to the backyard of the bookstore with Enjun. He was about to remind Wenxiang to return to the yamen and then take the job. Unexpectedly, Wenxiang was sitting in the exhibition hall reading a book, and was reading "Haiguo Tuzhi". While reading, he looked up at the globe at hand, the shape of the cannon ship on the shelf and the map hanging on the wall, which seemed to be verifying something.

Han Xiufeng coughed dryly, stood by the door and smiled, "Brother Jianchuan, it seems that you like this place and don't seem to be planning to leave?"
To be continued...