In Linqu County, Shandong Province, Ma Yu, who was mourning for his stepmother, was wandering around in the suburbs today. He could never forget the Princess Jiaxing. ▲∴

Speaking of this, not only was the famous scholars and tycoons from the Jiangbei Shilin put pressure on him, but what really forced him to give up was Emperor Xuande. Because he had always been highly valued by Zhu Zhanji, the emperor had long intended to wait until he passed the Jinshi, so he asked him to be one of the prince's masters.

How glorious is it to teach the prince? He must be a famous scholar of the world, and how old is Ma Yu this year?

What's more, Ma Yu cannot get rid of Confucian thinking after all, and loyalty to the emperor is a belief deeply rooted in the bones. Being a prince-consort means staying away from the court and being a saint's kindness. Ma Yu cannot tolerate nothing in his life, and enjoying wealth and honor. Relatively speaking, love is nothing, why should a real man have no wife?

The melancholy Ma You felt guilty and rode a horse around the valley. Suddenly, he felt a path in the woods. He walked along the path around the trees. After a long time, he saw a path made of stones on the ground.

There will be someone in front of the road. Ma Yu was surprised and happy. Unexpectedly, there were still people living in seclusion here, and perhaps there were senior experts hidden, so he walked in step by step.

On the path that was a stone's throw away, Ma Yu took a step, looked at it, and thought about it, and was very surprised. Such a rare scene, the person living in seclusion seemed to be extraordinary.

After the Jingnan Campaign, many scholars in Shandong fled into the mountains and forests, vowing not to be loyal to Emperor Hongxi. Over the past twenty years, many people changed their attitudes, but many people still insisted.

Four bamboo garden doors appeared in front of him. Because the door was open, Ma Yu, as a scholar in the forest, asked Shutong to lead the horse and wait outside. He took another Shutong slowly in.

The yard had trees, ponds, winding corridors, although not luxurious but very natural. Ma Yu was shocked. He thought to himself which wise wise man lived? He didn't dare to walk around anymore, and stood quietly beside a marble outside the pavilion, admiring the surroundings.

After standing for a while, an old family member came out of it. Seeing Ma Yu dressed well and elegant, a boy was followed by him. He knew that he was not an ordinary guest, so he dared not be alarmed.

Ma Yu took the initiative to say, "I saw the elegant and elegant place in the garden. I couldn't help but take the initiative to enter the door. There were many absurdity, so please don't blame me."

The old man hurriedly bowed and said, "This half is an empty garden, which is where my little master reads, and no one comes and goes. If the young master likes my garden, he will follow his wishes and will be free."

When Ma Yu saw the old man speaking kindly and elegantly, he became more and more happy. He asked, "I don't know which senior the owner of the mansion is? Ma Yu is ignorant and ignorant, but he doesn't know that the senior lives here. It's too rude."

The old man suddenly said, "It turned out to be a descendant of General Fu Bo, and he was disrespectful. To be honest, my master's surname is Xia. He moved to seclusion ten years ago. Unfortunately, he has passed away for five years. Now only his little master is at home."

Ma Yu remembered a scholar surnamed Xia from Shandong. Eighty-mostly this master is the master. Unfortunately, he has passed away. It is really a pity that he cannot see him at first sight. He sighed: "Have your little master ever posted it?"

The old family said, "Although the little master is guarding the master's literary career, he is only 16 years old this year and has not yet made progress."

"Oh." Ma Yu was not surprised and pointed around and smiled: "Mr. Xia has passed away for five years, but the flowers and trees in the garden pavilion are still so quiet and elegant, which shows that your little master must be an interesting scholar, and you must see it."

The old man said in embarrassment: "Unfortunately, the little master has been avoiding the wrong things recently, and has been waiting for some mistakes."

"The most fear of missing out on things in the world is that people don't meet you in person?" Ma Yu pointed to an empty room, "I'll stay here for a day or two, waiting for your little master to come back. If there are still female relatives at home, then say goodbye immediately."

The old man said, "Since Mr. Ma is interested in meeting the young master, please go to the study and sit there. I don't have women at home."

"It's better to obey your orders than respect." Ma Yuran happily followed him into the inner house. Sure enough, there were no women along the way, and even men didn't see them, and they were empty.

The study room is very spacious, with books on all the walls, and the desk is full of brush and ink. On the wall are hanged with inscriptions by famous artists. The treasures of ancient people are as happy as entering the treasure mountain. Look left and right and look at Shu.

A boy walked in and gave him a cup of fragrant tea. Ma Yuxin said that the study was so beautiful and did not know how generous the master was. It would be a pity to leave it, but sitting here for a long time is not a matter of life."

He was hesitant for a moment and simply asked his hometown: "When will your master have a door? Is it temporary or long?"

The old family said, "It's not temporary, nor is it long-term. Just avoid some right and wrong, and come back immediately after the right and wrong is over."

Ma Yu built a house to keep mourning, and was confused about what was happening in his hometown, saying, "What are you hiding from?"

The old family said, "Although the little master is young, he follows the old master's teachings. He devotes himself to studying all year round and never goes out outdoors. He has never made a friend since he was a child."

Ma Yuqi said: "Since he is so noble, why can he cause trouble?"

"Oh." The old man smiled bitterly, "It's because he is too noble and doesn't see people, so he has caused trouble. Mr. Ma knows that the famous academic master in the county is his husband? He is very vicious and defrauding the people is his business. Needless to say, even the family of the village officials, he has to seek some accidents and have a lot of connections. It's just that my young master never interacts with him and has no way to enter, so he always has a grudge. Last year, the young master's master, Gu Gong, died, and he took the opportunity to recommend a Diao Gong to attend the restaurant.

The young master sent someone to visit the guru, and the old man Diao was a scoundrel who knew how to read, so he went to the county government to sue my young master, saying that his old master was killed by my family, colluding with the old master Diao to write a document of 100 taels of silver, and also sued the county government, saying that my young master regretted not to invite him, he was such a shameless pair of villains."

Ma Yu frowned and said, "Mr. Master Yi didn't understand. He had his family sued him. What's the matter? As for fraud, it's clear that the authenticity of the documents will be clear. These two things are nothing. What's wrong with your young master going to argue? Why should you hide outside?"

The old family said, "Mr. Ma probably guessed the details of my family. Not to mention the old master's legacy of not being allowed to become an official. I wonder how a civilian can go to the county government to be humiliated if the young master has no fame? Therefore, he temporarily avoided it and ordered his family to go to the city and ask for a letter from his uncle. As soon as the letter arrived, such trivial matters naturally disappeared. He was worried that the two villains would bribe the messenger to get it, so he went out to avoid it for the time being."

"So that's it." Ma Yu said: "So, your master will never see you today. I'll be rude in sitting for a long time. I'll say goodbye first."

The old man hurriedly said, "My husband is of a gentle family. Don't say that he sits here for a long time, so what's wrong with staying here?"

Ma Yu smiled and said, "The master has not seen him yet, so there is no such courtesy when he is staying. However, the wise butler treats him more and more, he will see his master's beauty. Then he will leave a few words to express his admiration for his own selfishness, so that he will not let him go."

Unexpectedly, before I could sit down, someone outside shouted and the old man hurried out, and the boy immediately closed the door.

It turns out that Lai Xiucai instructed the yamen runners to arrest people. Mr. Xia was born in the past, and Mr. Xia did not enter school at a young age, so he was easily bullied and had a wealthy family.

The police also knew that the Xia family was different today. As soon as the old family said that my master was not here, he grabbed his clothes without hesitation and sneered: "We are here to get the prisoner with the county magistrate ticket, so we should not show the old housekeeper style of the old town official."

The old man held back his anger and said, "Even if the magistrate takes the person, he has to wait for the young master to come back. The young master is not a god, so he will know in advance that he is sitting at home waiting? My master is no longer here, but the scholarly family is not something you can come to the door to bully when you wait for the toll."

Several policemen were furious, and the leader said, "Shut up. Uncle Xia, we are not brave enough to be rude in front of your house, so don't ignore this matter. Previously, in the yamen, the master was grabbed by the plaintiff and said that your master was a young man and never went out. He was attacking books in the study all day long.

Therefore, the master ordered that this case is a matter of love. If you don’t get people today, each of us will be responsible for twenty. Your family of officials is in the sky and does not take the county magistrate seriously, but we are subordinates but dare not disobey. In short, I am sorry, and we must take your young master to see the county magistrate."

The old man said, "I have to go at home, but now I am really not at home. What can I do?"

"The government takes the prisoner and cares whether you are there?" The leader pointed inside and said, "The plaintiff said he is in the study every day, so you must take us to the study to take a look."

"No." The old man reached out to stop him, "The study area is in great importance, and there are all kinds of ancient books and toys. How can outsiders enter without permission? If you who are in charge break in and lose anything, will it be another case?"

The leader knew that the Xia family was not good, but relatives were not easy to mess with. Therefore, no one did not study, so he nodded and said, "Okay, my brother doesn't have to go in. I just went out of the study window alone to take a look. If I really don't stay at home, let's discuss it separately. Based on the words of your family, what can we report?"

The old family said, "It has always been because of the literary style of Linqu County. There is no such thing as a literati who has been listed for trial on a daily basis. How can there be no reason to not relax for a moment?"

The police were immediately dissatisfied, and the leading policeman also turned against each other: "You butler, you can be arrogant. Should the county magistrate be humble? Don't be deceived by him. The prisoner is hidden inside. Who dares to stop us when we are ordered to take care of others? The study is not an inner room, so what can I do if I search it?"

A group of people rushed in and headed straight to the study. The old man was so anxious that he couldn't say anything, and said loudly: "There is a husband who is sitting in it. You can't go in and startle them."

"Nonsense." The leader looked at him disdainfully, "You said just now that the study room is important and the owner is not here, why do you let the guests borrow it? Even those who pass by can borrow it, so we can't get in if we do the toll?"

The door was closed, and the boy was pressing against the door tightly. It was difficult to break in. He knocked on the door with his hands and shouted, "Open the door, open the door, otherwise we will be unpolite."
Chapter completed!