Jiang Dong, who was beside him, had already known the truth, but the emperor had an order and could not expose it, so he was too lazy to listen to them fighting each other. He asked the soldiers behind him to look at him, turned around and walked out of the door, and came to the Jinyiwei who accompanied Wu Changshi. It was a general flag named Pan Debin.

There was no one else around, so Jiang Dong asked Pan Debin, "Is there any suspicion about this falling into the water?"

To the outside, the factory guards were just a family. Therefore, Pan Debin did not hide it from Jiang Dong, and frowned and said, "The water was indeed a bit fast at that time, and a gust of wind happened to blow again. Logically, Wu Xunzhang fell into the water, and there seemed to be nothing suspicious about it. However, although my brothers and I were both northerners and rarely took boats, we felt that the wind and waves did not seem to make the boat so bumpy. Therefore, I doubted whether the boatman had made any mistakes, but he didn't find it even if he was indirectly attacking."

"Oh, so that's the case?" Jiang Dong responded casually, then thought about the details, and suddenly looked up and suggested to Pan Debin, "Or it can be done. Send someone to touch the bottom of the boatman to see if he has become rich recently, or if there is something wrong with him suddenly. If you find that the boatman suddenly has something abnormal, it is very likely that the boatman has a problem, so you can follow the clues!"

His family used to be a warder, in other words, they were in the world. Therefore, Jiang Dong was not unfamiliar with the things in the world and immediately had some ideas.

When Pan Debin heard this, he thought about it for a moment, he nodded immediately admiringly and said, "It's still a good way to go and try it out when he turns around."

Speaking of this, he was a little hesitant, as if he was wondering if he should say it. However, in view of Jiang Dong's enthusiastic advice to him, he finally said: "There is another point. When the ship was shaking, a brother was on the bow of the ship and saw..."

Speaking of this, he glanced at Wu Changshi's house, then turned around and continued to Jiang Dong: "I caught Wu Xunzhang off guard at first, and it was indeed almost falling into the river. But later, he seemed to be still stable. My brother was relieved at that time, but unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, Wu Xunzhang fell again..."

Speaking of this, he paused, subconsciously lowered his voice and said to Jiang Dong: "We brothers guess in private that it was Wu Xun who wanted to fall down, right? But it was so cold that if he fell down, he would be very cold even if he could paddle. So, he has passed this way. So when he looked back, it seems unlikely that he would fall down on purpose."

When Jiang Dong heard this, he couldn't help but sneer in his heart. What's the point of falling cold water? There was a cruel man who planned to assassinate himself and stabbed his thigh by snatching the dagger. If he didn't pay attention at that time and stabbed the major artery, death would be possible.

Thinking of this, a thought suddenly flashed out in his mind, that Wu Changshi must not be a good person, and he would never be loyal to the matter. If we infer from this situation, someone wants to intimidate Wu Changshi, and Wu Changshi took this opportunity to deliberately come to this place, which seems to be impossible!

Of course, Jiang Dong was not worried about the truth of the matter. After finishing the gossip, he also gave Pan Debin a few suggestions. At this moment, Zhang Pu walked out of the room with big stalkers, and seemed a little angry, walking out on his own.

So Jiang Dong stopped talking, immediately accused him and followed him.

Back at the post station, Zhang Pu frowned and said to Jiang Dong, "I should have heard the post. The Xunzhang of Wu has reported to the emperor and wants to change the land to supervise the two things the emperor gave. It just so happens that I will take this opportunity to take a break. When the emperor's new order arrives, I believe that the fatigue of the journey has been improved. In this way, I can handle the task for the emperor with peace of mind. What do you think?"

His question was actually just telling Jiang Dong what he was going to do next. Because Jiang Dong had no right to let him do this and that, he was just protecting him. Therefore, Jiang Dong naturally would not say much.

Then, Zhang Pu saw that it was still early, so he asked for pen and ink to start writing.

Jiang Dong was a little curious about this, so he walked over and looked at it. He found that he was writing an invitation, as if he was going to hold a poetry meeting.

Think about Zhang Pu's identity, the leader of Fushe, the head of Qingliu, originally his nest in Jiangnan. Now that he comes, poetry will do something, and it seems that he often does before, there seems to be nothing wrong with it.

Zhang Pu naturally saw Jiang Dong coming over without hesitation, thinking about his identity. Although he would not stop him from doing anything, he could report directly to the emperor after going back. Therefore, he paused and stopped writing, held his pen, looked up at Jiang Dong and explained: "Although I am resting, I will certainly not forget the important things. These posts were all friends of the same society when I was in Jiangnan. They invited them to come. Although it was the reason for the poetry meeting, I still wanted to tell them about the current predicament of the court. Officials must not be corruption. Those outside the limit of the exemption are actually corruption. If you don't pay money and deliberately arrears, it is even worse. I hope they can help me tell you about it. If someone can wake up, it is best. Otherwise, if I don't care about mercy and do things according to the law, it will be bad!"

After hearing that he said so much, Jiang Dong thought it was reasonable, just pretending that the purpose was really good. Therefore, he complimented: "I didn't expect that the Lord always remembered what His Majesty explained. He was really loyal to the country. If the Emperor knew about it, he would definitely be happy."

"Haha, there, there!" Zhang Pu heard this and said modestly, "Since you have received the order, you must have sincerity in doing things. This is what the official should do, what he should do!"

Hearing this, Jiang Dong couldn't help asking in his heart: "Then what does it mean to try to assassinate after you receive the order? Don't think that the emperor doesn't know, and you are watching how you act!"

While he was thinking about it, Zhang Pu started writing invitations again. Not to mention, the word he wrote was really good. Jiang Dong thought that he would never write such good words in his life.

Zhang Pu has been writing for more than an hour, and the invitation was a thick stack.

After finally finishing writing, he put the brush on the pen holder, then stood up, and stretched his waist with great attention.

It can be seen that writing so many invitations is really tiring.

He saw Jiang Dong look a little surprised at the large stack of invitations, and smiled and pretended to be careless and explained: "There is no way. Since I founded Fushe with my friends, I have many friends since I made friends with my literature, so I have picked up those officials' family backgrounds. As for the others, it has nothing to do with my official job this time, and I have not written an invitation. Otherwise, I will be exhausted to death."

After leaving Beijing under the order, there are only these Dongchang soldiers around you for the time being, and there is not even a master. It is really inconvenient. Otherwise, the important figures would be written by him and the others would be handed over to the master for his own work.

After he finished speaking, he saw Jiang Dong's look a little surprised and felt proud, but he didn't show any expression on the surface. He called the Yicheng and said, "Send all these for me as soon as possible."

The Yicheng was a little surprised to see so many invitations, so he quickly agreed and then called his subordinates to come and get these invitations.

When Zhang Pu saw the postmaster standing with his hands down and waiting for his further instructions, he explained: "If you clean up a yard, try to make the environment better, and you must be clean and tidy. Tomorrow afternoon, I will hold a poetry meeting. Do you understand?"

After hearing this, the Yicheng felt the sky, he said in a little embarrassedly: "Sir, can you be lenient for one day? The villain must move out of the yard with a good environment, and it must be clean and tidy!"

When Zhang Pu heard this, his face turned a little deeper and said, "If this poem is passed on for one day, how can the yard of the inn be able to accommodate so many people? Why don't you go and do it now!"

The Yicheng was helpless when he heard this, so he had to follow the order and leave.

As soon as he left, Zhang Pu smiled on his face and said to Jiang Dong who was watching from the side: "There is no way. I am a little famous. If the time of the poetry meeting has been delayed for a long time, those scholars who have not been invited will come. At that time, there will be many troubles."

He is still confident about this.

Although he also considered that now he was ordered to go to Beijing to handle the thankless things, which would definitely have an impact on him. But his reputation was there, and it wasn’t that the problem had not started yet! Even if there was an impact, it should be limited! He estimated that even those who had a lot of opinions about him would definitely come to see how he did this job!

Another one is that he is the leader of the Fushe Society and holds great power in his hands. Even from the perspective of officials, he is an imperial envoy and inspects the local area. This power is great enough that someone will always come to please him.

Jiang Dong didn't think so much. Seeing that he was so confident, he thought that he was still a Shujishi and could not be a real person without real learning, so he praised him with admiration.

After dark, the postmaster took his subordinates to take torches and cleaned a yard that meets the conditions. Of course, he didn't dare to stay too late, so as not to affect the rest of the imperial envoys in the postmaster. He got up early the next day and started to get busy again. He finally finished it before noon.

Zhang Pu carried his hands behind his back and personally inspected the yard, without comment.

However, Jiang Dong couldn't stand it because this yard was very different from the places where the scholars he heard of gathering.

Generally speaking, when literati gathered at this time of the Ming Dynasty, they either chose a place with beautiful scenery, traveled with beauty, and wrote poems and essays; or, they simply went to the place where the scenery was full of wine and dishes, and the beauties accompanied, and they also recited poems and essays.

But look at the yard now, there is no scenery at all. As for the beauty, this is a station, so it is naturally impossible to have it.

Or seeing what Jiang Dong was thinking, Zhang Pu said casually, "This official's poetry meeting is different from other places. He is sincerely making friends with poetry, giving guidance to each other, and improving their knowledge. And after all, I am a veteran, and maybe I can also give some advice on their experience in the imperial examinations. Therefore, they will not mind the simplicity here!"

Jiang Dong suddenly realized that what he guided each other and improved their knowledge is actually to guide others by himself, right?

He could vaguely hear Zhang Pu's conceit. Jiang Dong had no feeling about this, after all, he was not a literati.

However, sometimes things often don’t go as they think.

In the afternoon, time passed slowly, and Zhang Pu did not hear any movement. He was a little anxious and called the official secretary and asked, "How many guests have come now?"

He thought that those who have very good friendships would come to his yard and say hello first; those who have very good friendships and do not have an official position will go to the arranged yard and wait for him to go out to meet.

However, he did not expect that the Yicheng replied to him: "No one has been there yet!"

"What?" Zhang Pu asked a little out of his voice when he heard this, "None of them arrived?"

"None of them arrived!" Yi Cheng didn't know if he should be gloating in his heart. He asked you to urge him to clean the yard. Now that no one is coming, isn't it embarrassing?

But on the surface, of course, he did not dare to show it, but immediately replied, "If someone comes, the villain will report to the adults immediately."

Zhang Pu looked up at the sky and felt that it had been a long time, and there was not much left before the time he had set in the invitation. There was no one coming yet. Then how many people could come by then?

Thinking of this, he was a little uneasy and turned to look at Jiang Dong. Although Jiang Dong had no reaction, he always felt that Jiang Dong's face was a little strange, and he felt even more unhappy.

If Jiang Dong was his servant, he would probably be scolded by him. But Jiang Dong was the Dongchang station protecting him. He didn't have the right to vent his anger, so he had to pretend to be calm and walked back with his hands behind his back.

However, Jiang Dong looked at his back, looked up at the sky, then called a subordinate and whispered: "You have brought a few brothers, changed into plainclothes, and the only way to arrive at the station is to see if there is any situation?"

No matter what, Zhang Pu's identity is here, and he is an imperial envoy; his talent is beyond doubt, he is Shujishi. In this case, it is impossible for no one to come! There must be something strange about this!

Afterwards, Zhang Pu kept looking at the sky and could see that he often listened, but no matter what, he was still disappointed in the end.

The time agreed in the invitation has come, but the one who came to him was just the postmaster. He came to report that the time had come, but no one came to the door.

At this moment, Zhang Pu couldn't hold back his anger and immediately shouted sternly: "Can your subordinates behaved and didn't send my invitations one by one?"

"Sir, it's unfair!" When the Yicheng heard this, he couldn't help but shouted immediately, "This is an invitation from the Lord. The villain's subordinates are just making a living. How dare you be lazy? This is absolutely impossible!"
Chapter completed!