The Juren’s Letter

The next morning, the goddess doctor Miss Gao Wenxin took off her Leyou and was quietly taken out of the city by a sedan.

At noon, the Minister of Rites Wang Qiong was pardoned and released from prison by the emperor's grace. As soon as the white-haired Secretary Wang left the Ministry of Justice, he was surrounded by officials who came to greet him, and he was so vigorous that he was so beautiful. Most of the officials in the court came, and although the three great ministers were unable to show up, they also sent people to send congratulations.

There was a banquet at the Shangshu Mansion, and a group of literary officials could not help but share the rhymes and fight poems to greet them. Halfway through the wine, Wang Qiong picked up the glass and walked to the center of the hall, bowing in groups: "My colleagues and friends, Wang Qiong violated Tianyan and was imprisoned for crimes. Thanks to the help from all the friends, Wang was able to get rid of the cage. Wang really wants to thank you. I wish you all this glass of wine!"

After Wang Qiong said that, he raised his glass and drank it all. Although he set up wine at home to thank all his colleagues, he still kept an etiquette and dressed in a high-spirited manner for the late emperor, with white hair and beards, and a righteous face. The officials who came to congratulate him saw the Secretary of the Congratulations toast and stood up to respond.

Ma Wensheng, Minister of Personnel, smiled and said, "The moral articles of Wang Shangshu are admired by the world. As the Minister of Rites, he was even more dedicated. In order to persuade the emperor to keep the rituals, he was in anger and rushed to the sage. It was not a big deal. Even if I couldn't wait for the letter to ask for forgiveness, the emperor would definitely pardon the lord."

When Wang Qiong heard the praise from the Ministry of Personnel, he couldn't help but smile happily, walked back to the table and sat down and said, "Shangshu Ma has been too proud. My country in China is a country of etiquette and righteousness, and a country of food and etiquette. The sage created the five rituals, so we should understand etiquette, practice etiquette, abide by etiquette, and value etiquette. This is a major event of the country, the country, the country, the people, and the benefit of his descendants. As a minister, how can you see that your king has made mistakes without saying anything? But you can persuade the emperor to keep etiquette and say that he is going to jail. So what if you die?"

Wang Yang nodded repeatedly and said, "The sage uses etiquette to show virtue and respect virtue. It is said that people are rude and cannot be born, things are rude and cannot be accomplished, and the country is rude and will be uneasy. The adults are so arrogant that they can be regarded as examples of all officials. We are the only one who asks for forgiveness."

When the Right Censor, Governor Xuanhua, Datong, and the Minister of War of Shanxi Military Affairs, Liu Yu, heard this, he suddenly said: "As far as the officials know, the emperor's personal guard commander Yang Ling, Lord Yang pleaded for the emperor this morning. He is a popular person in front of the emperor. Maybe the one who works the most to be released from prison this time is Lord Yang."

Wang Qiong was displeased when he heard this and sneered: "What did he know about a child from Rukou who was an old minister of the Eastern Palace to enter and exit the court? Humph! When I advised the emperor to return to the palace to guard the spirit, he stopped him by slanderingly. I was angry and asked him to throw him in the inkstone. How could he plead for me?"

Yang Fang heard this and said, "Yang Ling asked for pleading for the Secretary of the Shangshu. There was indeed this matter, but according to my opinion, he must have seen the Secretary of the Shangshu go to prison. The crowd was in full swing and the officials were angry. In order to avoid becoming the target of public criticism, he acted so pretentiously!"

Zhao Jianzhi, the assistant minister of the Ministry of Justice, slapped his thigh and said, "That's right, the old man must have not known this few days in prison. Yang Ling also advised the emperor that officials from all over the world were not allowed to serve in the province. He called Du Gang and prevented the foul. Now it's a mess and a mess."

"What?" Wang Qiong said angrily: "The way to govern the world is not to take laws and regulations as urgent, but to take education as the first priority. If you want to prevent corruption, you should discuss rituals and music, correct your behavior, broaden your education, and beautify your customs. How to avoid greed with the system? Isn't this to lose the roots and chase the end?"

Xu Guan, the Minister of Works, saw that most of the officials around him were very slight, and he was secretly happy. He smiled and said, "What Mr. Wang said is that good laws are prohibited for a while, and education is maintained for a long time. How could this kind of theory of the country be understood by a scholar who was from the same Jinshi?"

Jiao Fang, the Minister of Personnel, originally served in the Ministry of Personnel, and was an old subordinate of Wang Qiong. He had to come to congratulate him because of his face. However, he was a narrow-minded person. Wang Qiong had suppressed him out of selfishness. Jiao Fang was always worried. At this time, he watched coldly. Seeing that they favored Yang Ling for the new emperor, he quickly became jealous. He couldn't help but sneer in his heart and quietly started his own calculations.

Liu Daxia, the Minister of War, frowned and said, "Well, I also think that boy is a little outrageous. Yesterday, the emperor suddenly left the palace and went to the Western Suburbs Imperial Village. At night, colorful clouds were everywhere in the valleys of the western suburbs. The left scepter army of Shenji Camp was stationed there with the imperial edict. Today, I asked about yesterday's incident. The emperor actually said that he was watching the night martial arts performance. Hehe."

Liu Daxia said this and kept silent, just shook her head.

Wang Jinglong and his friends sat in the hall to accompany each other. After hearing their words, Zhao Yong smiled and said, "Everyone, did you hear it? Now all the officials in the court are dissatisfied with the many treacherous and slandering people, but it's a pity that they can't hold on to his illegal evidence. Wouldn't it be nice if we can make such a wonderful contribution?"

Yang Lin shook his head and said, "It's hard, who is not well-informed in the court? If he had any trouble, he would have been caught long ago."

Zhao Yong smiled coldly and said, "Brother Zhao, those who accomplish great things are not careful. Yang Ling is cunning and cunning, and acts carefully, so that people can't find his handle. If they can't find a handle, can't we give him a little?"

After hearing this, Wang Jinglong said, "How to give this? Brother Yang has any tricks? If there is real evidence, it would be fine." He lowered his voice and said, "If you forge evidence and trap the minister, it would be a serious crime."

Zhao Yong sneered and said, "Shunqing, if Yang Ling hadn't angered Ling Zun, how could the old man be shocked in anger? The old man is over 70 years old and still has to be imprisoned. As a son of man, if this revenge is not avenged, it would be a vain for a man who is seven feet tall."

Wang Jinglong's face turned red by his aroused, and he hurriedly said, "Why don't you think about venting this anger for your father? It's just that he can do nothing about him!"

Zhao Yong smiled proudly and said, "The solution was not something that people thought of? You went to Yang Ling to mediate for the world's mansion two days ago. Today, you happened to use this reason to come to the door to thank him and take the initiative to make friends with him. Humph, when you get along with him, we will act like an opportunity."

He also lowered his voice and said softly: "I can't find it. Then I'll plant some dirt for him. At that time, all officials will impeach him. Can't he even beat him up? As long as he does it ingeniously, what evidence does he have to say that we're dirt?"

Zhao Yong's father was the Minister of Personnel. Zhao Yong had heard of some of the methods of rectifying people in this yamen. He had no personal grudges with Yang Ling, but he had long heard that his father and uncles and elders were quite dissatisfied with Yang Ling, and believed that he was not a good official and wanted to be a hero who was righteous and eliminated traitors.

Wang Jinglong was happy when he heard this, and thought for a while and then said, "But Yang Ling will go to supervise the construction of the imperial tomb tomorrow. Can I chase the imperial tomb and climb it?"

Zhao Yong had just come up with a serious crime that would make Yang Ling fall. When he heard this, he couldn't help but say with a smile: "It's great, he is not at home, and there are only a group of uninformed female relatives left in the mansion, which is more convenient for us to do things."

Wang Jinglong rolled his eyes and said angrily: "Brother Zhao, there are only one group of female relatives left in the Yang family. How can I visit me?"

Zhao Yong was stunned when he said this, but Yang Lin laughed and said, "I have a way. Today, the emperor has been relieved of the criminal Gao Tinghe's daughter, Le Le, and demoted to the Yang family as a slave? My sister-in-law has been plagued by Mian for a long time and has not been able to find a good doctor. Brother Wang can go to Yang's house to thank him today, and then mentions that he wants to take his wife to diagnose the disease. I don't know that Yang Ling doesn't agree. In this way, even if he is not at home, wouldn't Brother Wang enter the house?"

Yang Lin was overjoyed and praised: "Yes, this plan is very wonderful. Follow your plan and act according to the plan. When you find out the details of the Yang family, you can try it again!"

Wang Jinglong couldn't help but feel unhappy when he heard this. For some reason, two beautiful maids suddenly jumped into his heart.

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The Gaofu Garden, which is full of Jiangnan charm, is beautiful and beautiful. When you turn into the stone door that has been dyed green by moss, your footsteps gently, and the golden and red fish swimming in the shadow of the pool under the Jiuqu corridor swim away and escape deep into the grass.

Countless vines hang from the rockery, and a curtain is set up from the pond, connecting it to the horizontal pillars on the winding stone corridor, covering the sunlight and pouring down countless mottled light and shadows between the branches and leaves.

Yang Ling had no intention of appreciating such a quiet and beautiful scenery. Last night, he escorted Emperor Zhengde back to Beijing, and in the morning he sent his personal soldiers to the teaching office to pass on the imperial edict and escorted the Miss Gao family back, but he was ordered to stay in the palace.

Yang Ling also thought that the little emperor had any playful ideas and wanted to help him do it. Unexpectedly, Emperor Zhengde told him that the ministers in the court were dissatisfied with him stranded in the capital and did not serve as missions. He asked him to rush to Tailing tomorrow. Yang Ling had no choice but to agree.

He is very satisfied with his status and no longer wants to seek news. He just wants to spend more time with his young mother, but he is in the world. He is not a prince and prince born with a golden spoon in his mouth. If he wants to have a carefree life, some things must be done. However, it will take at least four months for Tailing to complete. How many four months does he have to spend?

Yang Ling thought about his thoughts and walked forward one after another. He felt it was difficult to speak to the young lady and said something to leave. Suddenly, he heard a melodious sound of piano coming. He knew that it was Xue Limei playing the piano. He stopped and listened for a moment. His heart was even more sad. Yang Ling couldn't help but sigh leisurely and continued to walk forward.

The stone corridor is covered with green leaves, and when you step in, you feel cool and quiet. Yangling turns around a corner and suddenly sees the curved corridor protruding half a bend, hanging on the water, a small lotus leaf-shaped pavilion is built. The pavilion is covered with green green, but the four pillars are the true colors of wood, which looks antique.

The water in the pool was rippling, and a pretty man sat on the railing on the pool. She was wearing a blue shirt, holding the railing with both hands, and her chin was elegantly placed on the back of her hands. She shone in the water, her hair was as beautiful as ink, and only a white silk was tied on her forehead.

Yang Ling slowed down unconsciously. The girl in green suddenly turned around when she heard the footsteps. Yang Ling saw that the girl seemed to have never seen her before, and was stunned.

The girl looked back at him, stood up and took two steps in a hurry, bowed to him, "Wenxin has been waiting for you for a long time, and the great kindness of your maid cannot repay you in this life. Please accept your maid's bow!" As she said that, she knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times.

Yang Ling suddenly realized when he heard this. It turned out that the girl was the goddess doctor who had saved herself. He quickly helped her and said, "Miss, please don't call her like this. Yang Ling is really ashamed and failed to let the emperor pardon you. But now the identity of this slave is just a guise to deal with outsiders. The goddess doctor is famous in the capital, and Yang Ling will never dare to treat her maid."

Yang Ling said, looking at her. Last night, she was bleeding from her forehead, tears marks on her face, and her disheveled hair and blushed. She looked very ugly when she woke up in the morning. This dress was much more attractive.

Her facial features are not as beautiful as young mother, nor as charming as her pity. However, her eyes are clear and clear, and she gives people a spotless feeling from the inside to the outside. That kind of elegance is not just for her appearance.

Gao Wenxin stood up gently and whispered: "The Gao family is in trouble, and the family is destroyed. Now I am a homeless person. I have saved me. This kindness is so high and deep. Besides, is the imperial edict so easy to change? It is an ending that the adults can achieve this point that the little maid dares not even imagine. I don't dare to have any more thoughts. I just want to be a little maid in the Yang family. The three words "Gao Wenxin" are not mentioned again."

When Yang Ling saw her last night, the girl was like an ordinary woman, panicked and horrified. Unexpectedly, she looked as quiet as water and was generous in her words, which was completely different from last night.

When Yang Ling heard her say this, she couldn't help but complain in her heart. The family had a Yu Tangchun and Xue Limei's identity was already embarrassing. If a goddess doctor was involved, the Yang family's back garden would be really lively.

Yang Ling hurriedly said, "The left and right are just an empty identity, why bother to mind the lady? I know that the lady is from the young master of Mr. Li's family in the neighboring village. When I turned around, I went to inform Mr. Li to pick you up as soon as possible and get married."

Gao Wenxin's mouth showed a hint of sarcasm and self-deprecating smile, and said indifferently: "Sir, Mr. Li's family is a scholarly family and a family of officials. He is also a dignified juren. Do you think he will marry a daughter of a criminal and a woman who has been to the Jiaofangsi?"

Speaking of this, a layer of mist suddenly surged in her originally calm eyes, and she looked at Yang Ling sadly. Yang Ling was speechless and dodged her eyes and said, "Miss is a woman, and a disaster is undesirable from the sky. How can you resist? Who would have the heart to blame you if you have some conscience? Let's do this, I will immediately write a letter to explain the reason and send it to the Li Mansion."

Gao Wenxin opened her mouth. Before she could speak, Yang Ling turned around and went in a hurry. Gao Wenxin stood there for a while before sighing sadly: "The world is warm and cold, and human feelings are like frost. Wenxin is so unbearable. Lord Yang, why are you doing too much trouble? Let me be ashamed again?"

Yang Ling didn't expect that there was still a mess to clean up after saving someone. Now he lives in the Gao family's house. Whether Gao Wenxin is a lady or a girl, it's awkward to stay here.

In fact, he was also uneasy. He didn't know whether the Juren Li cared about the trouble of the Gao family or whether Miss Gao had joined the Jiaofangsi. Now he is also in a hurry to seek medical treatment. He only hopes that he can write a book and explain the story based on his identity and reputation, hoping that the Juren can believe it.

Yang Ling returned to the study and hurriedly wrote a letter, giving it to the old housekeeper, asking him to go to the Li family immediately. The old housekeeper stayed in the Gao family all his life. Although the Gao family is in trouble now, he still has great feelings for the old master. When he heard that Lord Yang was going to marry the Li family, he immediately took the letter and rushed to Lijia Village excitedly.

As soon as Yang Ling sent the housekeeper away, Wang Jinglong came to visit the door with four-color gifts. Yang Ling looked at his anger and hatred last time and said softly that as soon as Wang Qiong was released from prison, the prince would never come to the door again. Unexpectedly, Wang Shangshu had just released him, so he came to thank him.

Wang Jinglong had the intention of "accepting" and this magical move was naturally more. It was no longer the expression of being angry but not speaking when he came to the door last time. Yang Ling did not want to make enemies with Shangshu Wang, who had been around the world. Seeing that the third son of Wang was very enthusiastic, he couldn't lose his etiquette, so he quickly served tea and chatted for a long time. After Wang Jinglong's words changed, he proposed to bring his wife to the door for medical treatment and asked the Yang family's goddess doctor to treat her.

Yang Ling suddenly realized that he was arrogant and respectful because of this reason. He had some doubts about his attitude, and then he immediately explained his doubts.

He had a brief calculation. If the young master of the Li family was willing to accept Miss Gao when he saw his letter, in order to cover up his eyes and prevent the young lady from getting sick, he would still have to invite Miss Gao to the mansion in a mess. Young lady was not sick at all, so this favor might as well be sent to Wang Jinglong and agreed immediately.

Wang Jinglong talked for a while. Seeing that Yang Ling was meeting today, there were only four servants in the hall, and he did not call out the two beautiful maids I had seen last time. He knew that he had no chance to meet today, so he had to say goodbye and leave with regret.

Yang Ling saw Wang Jinglong away, sat in the study for a while, and after drinking two cups of tea, the old housekeeper hurried back. Yang Ling was overjoyed and hurriedly welcomed him in and asked, "Old housekeeper, have the letters been delivered? What did the young master of the Li family say?"

The old butler was so angry that his face flushed and said angrily: "Master, the villain took your letter and rushed to Li Yuanwai's mansion. The Li family seemed to be avoiding the plague god. He didn't even let me in the door, but just asked me to stuff the letter through the crack of the door. After waiting for half an hour, the young master of the Li family wrote a letter and stuffed it out along the crack of the door. From beginning to end, he didn't even see him."

Yang Ling couldn't help but feel sank after hearing the old housekeeper's words. He hurriedly asked Mr. Li to reply, and opened it and read it carefully. This letter was a typical classical Chinese text with remote words and profound content. It was really difficult for this fake scholar to read the letter of the real scholar's literary misunderstanding.

Yang Ling read it word by word for a long time before he roughly understood the content of the letter. In the letter, Mr. Li never said that the family was in trouble, nor did he improve the matter of the young lady joining the Jiaofangsi. In the letter, he first talked about the etiquette, righteousness, integrity and shame that women should abide by. Later, he proudly went to the Li family for the glorious deeds of becoming officials from the five generations to the present. Finally, he asked politely, "Do you want me, a juren, to be your maid's husband?"

Yang Ling was choking after reading it. He was in a daze. Han Youniang rushed in happily and said, "Mr. I made Sour Mei Tang Town this morning in the well. Do you want to drink a bowl?"

Yang Ling wiped his sweat and said, "Yeah, young mom, go and get me a mattress and mat to hold a quilt. My husband won't go to the backyard tonight, so he will sleep in this study."

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