Ye Xiaotian was sent to the Confucian Temple to pay homage to Confucius, and then returned to the government office with Li Xundao. Mao Wenzhi and others followed happily all the way as if they were watching a big show, and Ye Xiaotian took a break on the way and said to Hua Yunfei: "I'm going to the government office for a banquet, so it's not good to take you with me. You take them around and look for them at mealtime. place to eat."
Ye Xiaotian pulled him aside again, and whispered: "Wenzhi is not very good at talking and doing things. In winter, that old guy can only deal with bugs. He is very unsophisticated. Although you are young, you need to use more. Think about it, and don't let them cause trouble."
Hua Yunfei nodded and said: "Brother, don't worry, I will do my best, and I won't let them cause trouble."
Ye Xiaotian nodded, and raised his voice to Yaoyao: "Yaoyao, good boy, you go to play with brother Yunfei first, brother Xiaotian is going to visit the magistrate's yamen, and when he is free tomorrow, he will accompany you to play in the suburbs." Yaoyao obediently nodded and agreed , several people stopped and watched Ye Xiaotian leave.
In the magistrate's yamen, Zhang Duo set up a banquet in the third hall, Li Xundao and Ye Xiaotian thanked the magistrate, and then sat down one by one. Zhang Zhifu, who was potbellied, sat at the head, chatting and laughing with the two of them.
Ye Xiaotian originally thought that a mansion with official seals and hereditary dignitaries must be extremely self-confident, and it is inevitable to use his accent to show off his authority, but he didn't expect that this prefect Zhang had no pretensions and no words The slight taste of crepe crepe makes people feel good.
After three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, Zhang Zhifu became happy after drinking, suddenly grabbed a sweat towel and wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said excitedly: "Such a good banquet, how can there be wine but no poems. Suddenly, poetry flourishes in this mansion." Send it, do you two want to listen?"
Li Xun was shocked and said: "Master Zhifu is going to publish a masterpiece again? The next official should listen carefully."
Everyone carried the sedan chair, Ye Xiaotian also said repeatedly: "Yes, yes, the students are listening carefully."
Zhang Zhifu patted his two fat hands, and then two more powerful house slaves came over and pulled Zhang Zhifu out of the armchair. Zhang Zhifu was pacing the court in deep thought, Ye Xiaotian whispered to Li Xun, "Master, the magistrate is a hereditary official, he can become an official without the imperial examination, but he is from a family after all, his knowledge must be excellent."
Li Xundao smiled and nodded and said: "Yes, although Tongren is relatively closed, the Tian family has been the ruler of Sizhou and Sinan since the Sui Dynasty, thus bringing my Confucian culture here. There are not many people who can read, but the rich and powerful have the same customs as my Chinese."
Ye Xiaotian suddenly nodded. Although he felt that his culture was limited, he might not be able to appreciate the masterpieces of the magistrate, but he also put on a gentle appearance, raised his glass in his hand, and happily listened to Zhang Zhifu's poems. Zhang Zhifu patted his forehead, took a few steps in the hall, and suddenly said happily: "Yes, you listen."
Zhang Zhifu pointed at the iron tree in front of the hall, and chanted loudly: "The thousand-year-old iron tree has not bloomed, so it has not yet reached the thousand-year mark? He is only nineteen years old, and you are not as good as him!"
"Cough cough cough cough..."
Ye Xiaotian took a sip of wine and almost didn't spit it out, he hurriedly shut his mouth, coughed continuously, his face was flushed like a hen like an egg, he hurriedly raised his sleeves and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, for fear of doing anything wrong Being seen by Zhang Zhifu, the local emperor was annoyed.
Li Xundao looked calm, clapped his hands and shouted: "What a poem! What a poem! The magistrate's poem uses a tree as a metaphor for people. It has profound meaning, has a meaningful aftertaste, and makes people think deeply. It is really a good poem."
Ye Xiaotian looked at Li Xundao in shock: "This man is so shameless! He has no literati character at all. I would never be able to tell such a nasty flattery. You are also a teacher of the government school after all. Face? You? This...is also called poetry?"
Director Li clapped his hands with a smile on his face, passed a handkerchief to Ye Xiaotian calmly, and said, "Wipe your nostrils, the wine is spewing out."
Zhang Zhifu laughed, and triumphantly returned to the first seat, cast a glance at Ye Xiaotian, and said, "What do you think of this poem by Ye Xiucai?"
"Good! Excellent!"
Ye Xiaotian hastily removed the handkerchief that was wiping his nostrils, and said with admiration: "The students have long heard that the magistrate is always in charge of Tongren, and he is known for his literature. His poems are full of joy and affection, and are full of meaning. Listening to it today, the rumors are indeed true.”
When Zhang Zhifu heard it, he was even happier, he laughed and pointed at Ye Xiaotian and said: "You are a person who knows things, well, this poem of this government is indeed a bit profound, and only a talented scholar like you can comprehend its meaning. You have such talent at such a young age, it would be a pity to be only a scholar. This government intends to recommend you to Guiyang Prefecture to participate in the tribute examination, and win a candidate for me, Tongren, what do you think?"
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When Ye Xiaotian heard it, it was like swallowing a bitter gourd in one gulp, and he almost grinned: "I should have known that flattering has such serious consequences, and if I am killed, I will stick to my morals!"
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At Li Qiuchi's house, Li Qiuchi and Xu Boyi sipped tea and discussed strategies to deal with Ye Xiaotian.
Li Qiuchi smiled and said: "This Ye Xiaotian's problem is really a lot. The first major crime is pretending to be an official."
Xu Boyi said: "That's right! It's just that there are too many people involved in this matter. The Ai Dianshi who he pretended to be has already been rewarded by the court and moved back to his original place of burial as the county magistrate. Even the court will be ashamed if this matter is revealed. Shang Wuguang is likely to deal with it in a low-key manner. At that time, not only will Hu County be offended by us, but even the princes of the imperial court will inevitably have opinions on you and me."
Li Qiuchi nodded in agreement, and said, "That's right. Then the second thing is to take the test with false identity. According to the regulations of our court, for a child to take the scholar test, his grandfather needs to have lived in the local area for more than 20 years, have a grave, and You can only participate in the test if you are in the pastoral area."
Xu Boyi hastily reminded: "Brother Qiuchi, don't forget that the Sichuan-Shanxi-Yungui area is somewhat special, so the Ministry of Rites has granted permission for anyone who has immigrated to the territory to complete Nading's food for 20 years to refer to it."
Li Qiuchi stared at him and said, "Could it be that their family has been in Guizhou for twenty years?"
Xu Boyi was just showing off his knowledge, and when he achieved his goal, he slapped his forehead and said softly, "My little brother is confused."
Li Qiuchi smiled complacently, then pondered again: "This one is available. It's just a backup."
Xu Boyi said: "Brother Qiu Chi, what do you mean?"
Li Qiuchi said viciously: "Fake identity reference, once caught, it will only deprive him of his fame, and he is not allowed to refer to it forever, but it will not kill him!"
Xu Boyi said: "So, brother Qiuchi is planning to make a fuss about the Xue family's murder?"
Li Qiuchi said: "Not bad!"
Xu Boyi frowned slightly, and said, "This matter is also somewhat difficult."
Li Qiuchi said: "How do you say that?"
Xu Boyi said: "When I questioned Mrs. Xue Liu, her daughter interrupted several times. It seemed that what Mrs. Xue Liu said was not true. From what her daughter said, it seemed that it was Jingzhou Yang who killed her father. The old woman insisted that it was Ye Xiaotian, and it was hard to say who was telling the truth."
Li Qiuchi raised his face and said thoughtfully, "Jingzhou Yang's family? Jingzhou Yang's family. Oh, I remembered."
As a litigator, Li Qiuchi knew all the powerful forces in Guizhou and the factions they belonged to. When Xu Boyi said that the Yang family in Jingzhou did not belong to Guizhou, Li Qiuchi, who was well-known and memorized, remembered some connections. Li Qiuchi said: "The Yang family in Jingzhou, isn't that a branch of the Yang family in Bozhou?"
Xu Boyi was stunned, and said: "Is there such a thing?"
Li Qiuchi said: "Absolutely not wrong!"
Xu Boyi said happily: "That's it! The Yang family of Bozhou is so great. Among the four heavenly kings, the strength of Tianwang Yang of Bozhou has faintly reached the point of being second to none, and now it is only slightly inferior to the An family. Be it the Chief Secretary or the Chief Secretary, who dares to provoke the trouble of King Yang."
A cold smile flashed across Li Qiuchi's face, and he said: "So, the government doesn't want to involve the Yang family. However, the girl from the Xue family is indeed a bit weird, and she seems to have something to do with Ye Xiaotian. If she is the victim's daughter But testifying for the murder suspect will be troublesome after all. We must control her at that time, so as not to let her ruin our big event."
Xu Boyi said: "Brother Qiuchi's words are very reasonable."
The two of them had made a plan, sat idle for a while, and then went their separate ways. As soon as Xu Boyi returned to the Chief Secretary and sat down, the servant who waited on him came forward and reported: "Master, someone from the Tianfu just now, please spare some time to go, Master."
When Xu Boyi heard that it was the Tianfu's summons, he didn't dare to wait for something to be free, so he got up and ran to the Tianfu immediately. Since the battle between the two fields, the Tian family has been tricked by Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Di's father and son, and their strength has been severely damaged. Although they are ranked third among the Ansong, Tian and Yang families, they are actually at the bottom of the list. But a lean camel is bigger than a horse, and the Tian family is still a political force that cannot be underestimated in Guizhou official circles.
Tian Mansion covers an area of 300 mu. If the entire mansion is overlooked from the air, it looks like a tiger that chooses to eat people. Tian Mansion is a building pattern with eight courtyards and nine floors. Hou Men is as deep as the sea" feeling.
The Eighth Entering Courtyard In a quiet and elegant courtyard, Xu Boyi hurried over, took off his official boots, and wore only cloth socks. Under the guidance of the maid, he walked along the wooden-floored corridor to a place facing mountains, forests and streams at the end. Outside the house, wind chimes jingle in the porch, but the sound of zithers can be heard from inside.
The maid stopped and said respectfully: "Miss, Xu Boyi is here." There was no answer in the room, but the piano sound stopped, and it was fiddled twice. The maid bowed slightly and stepped aside. Hold your breath and step into the room.
The layout of the room is very elegant. There is a warm and elegant guest room outside. On one side, there is a screen with red plums and fertile snow to separate the space behind. There is another portal in the depth of the front, which is a platform built in the forest and mountains. There is a big tree like a cover on the platform. Under the tree, a woman in white with her back turned to this side is lightly wiping the strings.
This woman is Tian Miaowen, who calls herself Lianxie Ji, but outsiders secretly call her Baihu. She has been married for three times now, and the three husbands all changed their wedding stickers until they were married. She died suddenly, and since then her reputation has spread far and wide, and no one dares to want her anymore.
Xu Boyi raised his head and glanced at Tian Miaowen's back, through a beaded curtain, he still felt soft and charming, not like a tiger, Xu Boyi didn't dare to look more, as if the woman had a pair of eyes behind her, and could see him, immediately Looking at the nose with the eyes, watching the heart with the nose, standing still respectfully, said: "Miss."
The woman's slender fingers pressed down gently, stopped the sound of the piano, and said in a soft and clear voice: "During the time you have been in Zhaomosi, I have been paying attention to your performance, it is very good."
Xu Boyi was overjoyed, and quickly leaned over and said, "Miss Xie's compliment."
The woman said again: "However, it's easy to arrange a job for you here in Shuixi. If you want to go further, even if you are not a Jinshi, you must have a reputation for promotion. After all, you are not a direct descendant of my Tian family, so it is not easy to be direct." Be an official. Now that the tribute exam is coming, I want you to resign from Zhaomo and come back from the exam, how about it?"
Xu Boyi said respectfully: "But listen to Miss!"
The woman plucked the strings a few times, and said calmly: "Since that's the case, go ahead and study hard for the exam. If you pass, I will give you a serious future!"