"Young Master, we're here." Baihu said politely, and Pei Ziyun was a little surprised. Baihu had played the Xiao himself yesterday, so his attitude was different and he was a little proud.
"Studying Taoism intensively, I still have some experience, and I just acquired this kind of Xiao Yi."
"The ancients heard that music can heal the heart. I first use my love to attract her to listen intently, and then use the pain of troubled times to draw out the depression. Then I use fighting to consume each other, cultivate her body and rest, and gradually reach the prosperous age of long-term happiness, and finally achieve peace of mind."
"I'm very proud of myself." Pei Ziyun didn't know why, but he still thought like this. When he got out of the car, he saw that the alley was short and the houses were small next to each other. He stopped smiling, entered the Xiangyun Hotel, and went straight to the second floor. .
The dishes were all ordered, and Pei Ziyun sat down, taking a cup and sipping a drink, when a man in a green shirt came downstairs.
This man had slightly high cheekbones, was a little shabby, and had a mean look on his face. When he went up to the second floor according to the invitation, he was a little wary and saw Pei Ziyun secretly sizing him up.
This was a young man who looked very strange. Qingke thought, this man was just looking for him. Could it be that he wanted to find out news about the palace
For a moment, he frowned slightly and stepped forward: "Who is this young master? I don't know why you invited me?"
Pei Ziyun didn't care. He poured a glass of wine, took a sip, and then said, "You don't need to know who I am. It's just that this person below doesn't know how to behave. He has offended my friends and needs to be taught a lesson. That's why I invite you." Come."
As he pointed down, the man looked at what he was pointing at, and was startled. He recognized the person below, it was Ren Wei. This Ren Wei had some skills, and he usually had trouble dealing with him, but he still pondered. He said: "Young Master, I don't understand something..."
Before he finished speaking, Pei Ziyun waved his hand to stop him: "I don't want you to harm him. As long as you usually cause trouble, it's best to let him lose face and suffer humiliation, and then the matter will be done."
As he said that, he threw a money bag over.
The Qing guest hurriedly took it and opened it. He saw two fifty-tael silver ingots with a thin and deep white background and frost on the edges. They were worth ninety-eight pieces of official silver. He suddenly felt hot in his heart.
"Do it or not, you pay me back, someone will do it." Pei Ziyun said impatiently.
The man quickly said: "It can be done, it can be done! I have long been unhappy with this man. I will definitely handle it properly for you!"
Or if they feel that an alliance has been reached, this person will not hide his grievances.
"Hmph, I knew it could be done." Pei Ziyun thought to himself: "We are all purging customers, how can there be no conflicts, especially if you are talented, some people will be jealous. If I say poaching people and killing people, this person will probably report it to the supervisor immediately, but if you humiliate me, "
"And you can't give more money. If you give more money, this person will become suspicious. Now this is the most appropriate one." Pei Ziyun nodded: "In that case, this dish is lit for you, so you can use it!"
After saying that, he turned around and went out, waving his fan to pretend to be elegant. The man sighed and said: "Who doesn't know that your friend is yourself, but Ren Wei, you have offended someone, just give me money."
As he spoke, he picked up a piece of pork belly with chopsticks and ate it vigorously, as if biting Ren Wei's flesh.
After leaving the door, Pei Ziyun's smile faded, his whole body felt clear, and he ordered: "Go to Sun Jing's place."
Sun Jing came out of the Yamen without calling for a taxi. He held an umbrella and walked back along the street. He looked at the rain thoughtfully. He found a house in Xinjiekou that cost 285 taels. But he was only in the seventh grade and his salary was 80 taels per year. Silver, because it is of low quality, has no share in the filial piety of foreign officials to officials in the capital, "Bingtan Jing", and it will take five years to save money to buy it.
"Hey, it's not that I don't want to be an upright official, I just can't do it!" Officials want to be decent, so most officials grit their teeth and rent relatively spacious houses, spending one-third of their salary on it!
After returning to his residence, a man came forward and handed over the message: "Sir, my master has invited me."
Sun Jing stared at the person in front of him. If it had been before, he would have chased them away. But now he took the post and opened it. There was an invitation letter written on it, written in flying dragon and phoenix writing.
Sun Jing said: "Good calligraphy, where is your master? For the sake of the calligraphy, I will go and have a look."
The man bowed and said from the front: "Sir, please come with me."
Sun Jing followed this person away, full of suspicion, and just sneered: "It seems that an adult from another family wants to follow the path of being an official, and his words are not bad."
Maple Red Restaurant
Sun Jing followed the others all the way up to the third floor. When he arrived at the door of the private room, the man pushed the door open but did not go in by himself.
Sun Jing went straight into the private room. There was already a young man sitting in the private room. When Sun Jing saw it, he was puzzled. He was just a young man. He looked around. He didn't recognize the young man in front of him. He just had bright eyes. Then he looked at his demeanor. , my heart sank, and I couldn't help but said coldly: "Who are you? Why are you looking for me?"
Seeing Sun Jing coming, Pei Ziyun didn't care. He poured a cup of tea and said, "You don't need to know who I am. I meet you to discuss a deal."
Sun Jing felt a little contemptuous when he heard this. He didn't even touch the tea and sneered: "Deal?"
Although Da Xu couldn't help but Shang Li, it was natural for an official to discriminate against businessmen. After hearing these words, Sun Jing was about to get up and leave. Before he could turn around, he heard Pei Ziyun say coldly: "I have something for you to see." Besides, where has your energy gone?"
After Pei Ziyun finished speaking, he took a piece of paper and handed it over.
This cultivation of qi is not about cultivation. It means "reading literature can help you understand, and reading literature can nourish your qi." The officialdom attaches great importance to this point. Sun Jing did not leave immediately after receiving this threat. There was a cold light in his eyes, but he kept a look. With some thought, he glanced at the paper that was handed to him.
Just taking a look, Sun Jing immediately took a breath and broke out in cold sweat. There were more than a dozen densely packed lines in them, very clear, including his own mistakes as an official, mishandling of government affairs, bribery and acceptance, and even some. There were some unsavory events in the past, including those involving prostitutes. These contents were clearly marked with the time, physical evidence, and people involved.
Who wants to torture him to death? Who has he offended
Sun Jing felt a rush of blood rushing to the top of his head. His eyes turned red. He stared at the young man in front of him, sweat dripping from his forehead, and asked in a hissing voice: "Whose family do you belong to? What do you want to do? Do you think you can just collect some?" Can you hold my hand and let me use it for you? Don't even think about it."
"Oh, really? Since Mr. Sun is so proud, he can just leave, why bother talking to me." Pei Ziyun sneered.
After hearing this, Sun Jing's face turned pale, he gritted his teeth, stared at Pei Ziyun in front of him and said fiercely: "What do you want me to do, tell me?"
Seeing Sun Jing's appearance, Pei Ziyun poured a cup of hot tea and took a sip, then said slowly, "It's nothing. You'll know after you take another look."
Another piece of zhezi was thrown over. Sun Jing was puzzled. He turned the zhezi down and read only half of it. His body was shaken and he smiled ferociously: "Who do you belong to? You want me to take the zhezi? It's impossible. You want to kill me." Me, killed my whole family.”
He was holding the document for impeaching King Lu. Sun Jing held the document in his hand like a charcoal fire. He felt it was extremely hot and wanted to throw it away but did not dare.
Pei Ziyun took another sip before smiling: "Let's talk about it after reading it. Why rush to conclusions."
Sun Jing was startled, then took the book and read it again. After reading all the books, he felt much more relaxed. The impeachment contained in it was not a serious crime. It was only the impeachment of Prince Lu's residence that violated the rules. However, this undoubtedly offended Prince Lu. If King Lu wins in the future, there will definitely be liquidation.
"Are you from the prince?" Sun Jing stared at Pei Ziyun and asked coldly, as if he had seen through everything.
"It's not you who's going to give up." Pei Ziyun said this leisurely: "I heard that you and Zhou Qi are of the same age, know each other, and have some friendship. Zhou Qi has a strong temper and is a noble person. If you try to make him go up and down - for example, by inciting He is sincere in upholding the rules of the court - then nothing will happen."
As he said that, a stack of banknotes was put up. Each one was a hundred taels, which looked like a thousand taels.
"Are you from the prince?" Sun Jing stared at Pei Ziyun and refused to let go.
"Knowing too much can kill you. As long as you answer, yes or no yes!"
"You!" Sun Jing's body started to tremble after hearing these arrogant words, and he was so angry that he couldn't speak.
"Of course if you refuse or leak it, the one who is impeached is none other than you, Sun Jing. I believe that these crimes can at least make you dismissed from office and sent to the army - you see, this prostitute is just a fine, but you are the queen. Going to prostitutes within a few months of your death is a sign of madness and will ruin your future!"
Speaking of what happened next, Pei Ziyun's voice became fierce. Not only was Sun Jing sweating on his forehead, but his back was also wet. Seeing this, Pei Ziyun stood up and patted Sun Jing: "What are you afraid of? It's not you who did it. You only encouraged Zhou Qi to do it." , believe me, once things are done, these things about you will not come out in the future!"
"Zhou Qi is a stubborn person. No one will doubt him. So what if he doubts it? You won't be stupid enough to tell him directly with the book, right?"
"A gentleman can bully his side. If you express indignation in your remarks, he might go away. But you are an official, and if you are indignant and violate the rules, this is a matter of course. Not to mention the emperor, even King Lu thinks it is normal - as long as you are not impulsive. to impeach."
"What are you afraid of? You have no responsibility at all."
"I did this." Sun Jing was dejected, lowering his head and gritting his teeth, not thinking that one day he would betray his friend.
"That's right, accept the money, it's quite a lot." Pei Ziyun went out, patted Sun Jing's shoulder and said, "I've ordered a meal and paid for it. You can use it slowly.
Sun Jing slumped on the chair, feeling as if his whole body had been drained of energy, with a look of humiliation on his face. Hearing the door close, he stood up as if stimulated, and smashed the teapot with his hand.
Debris and tea splashed everywhere. Sun Jing bit his lip until it bled. After a long time, he sat down again and covered his face.
"Sir, the food and wine are here." A hotel waiter brought the food and wine inside. Sun Jing wiped his face, regained his composure, and said, "The teapot fell, please clean it up."
The waiter finished cleaning up and closed the door. Sun Qing took a drink from the wine bottle and felt that the hot wine seemed to light a fire when he swallowed it.
When Pei Ziyun went out, a bullock cart was waiting. Zhao Baihu was already waiting. When he saw Pei Ziyun, he asked, "Master, how is the matter?"
Pei Ziyun laughed: "Half the matter is already done, it depends on whether God will help or not."
After saying that, he opened the car window and looked outside the car, silently.
(End of chapter)