Chapter 90: Pick up the bowl of porridge, put the chopsticks and scold the mother

After abandoning the boat, Fan Xian walked into the garden with a little doubt. Behind him, Haitang greeted the old man fishing by the lake, but he didn't have much thought of being close to the people. He frowned at the horses outside the park.

The official who was riding a horse had already entered the garden and threw the horse outside the garden without tying the reins. It seemed that he was a little anxious. The horse was swaying under the stone steps, squirting, smelling the fragrance of grass that was about to grow from the ground. Unfortunately, he was chewing his head and was anxious but couldn't eat it.

"Sir." The guard at the door saluted him. A subordinate approached to explain something. Fan Xian waved his hand to stop him. He had already recognized who the angry official was. When he thought that he had not seen him for a year, he felt a little annoyed.

A very fierce quarrel was faintly heard from deep inside the house. After passing by the screen wall, the sound suddenly became louder, and the words were filled with loud accusations and disappointment and anger that came out of the bones.

Fan Xian stopped, turned around and laughed at himself, and said to Haitang: "A little thing, give me some face and don't come in."

Haitang smiled and nodded, and walked towards the Tongyuan Trail on the side.

Fan Xian tidied up his clothes, listened patiently for a long time outside, then coughed twice, and made the teacher's style, put his hands behind him, crossed the high threshold, and walked into the main hall.

In the main hall, the two people had red faces and thick necks, confronting each other like two cocks fighting. The two sides were Shi Chanli, while the other was Yang Wanli, who had not seen for a long time.

After the spring exam last year, Yang Wanli was in the third grade in high school. Because everyone knew that he was the direct line of the Fan family, the head of the Ministry of Personnel transferred him to Fu County, a certain area in Jiangnan to serve as the magistrate, and he was fed a fat man. This was because Yan Xingshu, the Minister of Personnel, interfered with it. Otherwise, with the reputation of the Fan family, it would be impossible to directly be a state councillor or a fortune-teller.

Yang Wanli was also very dedicated to the school, diligent in government affairs, friendly to the people and studious. In just one year, he managed his subordinates in an orderly manner. It is truly a place to pick up the road and not to close the door at night. In the autumn, the Ministry of Personnel was able to evaluate a cautious and fair and fair comment. During the Dali Temple review, he also evaluated the majority. Although the years have not arrived and he cannot advance, he is now a sixth-rank official.

Among the four members of the Fan family, Hou Jichang and Cheng Jialin are now officials on Jiaodong Road and the south, and are said to have a good reputation.

After Fan Xian entered the door, he watched Yang Wanli quarrel with Shi Chanli coldly, and found that Yang Wanli was imposing, but Shi Chanli stepped back step by step. After hearing this, he knew why and sneered.

Yang Wanli looked back at him, stunned for a moment. He frowned, but turned around unexpectedly, and continued to express his heartache to Shi Chanli: "Brother Shi, it's just that you are unwilling to enter the officialdom. Following the sect master, picking up the shortcomings for him and doing things with your heart can also be considered as benefiting the people... But now the teacher has obviously done something wrong. Why don't you remind you around you? We should always speak out for advice directly, which is the right way! Do you know how the Jiangnan area is so unbearable? It is said that Lord Fan Tisi is really a capable official, and he doesn't know how to do things, but this cash register is open and upright!"

Yang Wanli was obviously talking sarcastically and sneered: "...Dajiang? I think that's a silver river. If that ship doesn't save all the silver in each state, the people in the ship will not be willing to go ashore for a day!"

The more he said, he became more and more angry. He waved his sleeves and said, "As an official, he is a good person. Last year, the teacher left a letter to let us be a good official and a good person... But... but... is the official doing this? I... I'm almost shameless now! Lao Shi! You disappointed me very much! Rotten insects! A good friend!"

When Shi Chanli heard the last two adjectives, he was so angry that he thought you were a clean official outside and was happy. How could he know how hard I worked as a brothel boss in Kyoto? He was a good guy! You are criticizing the teacher as a tiger who eats the bone marrow of the people... OK, you Yang Wanli, not long after becoming an official, you became much more courageous. He rushed forward and cursed: "You sour scholar who doesn't know the sufferings of the people! If the teacher was not in Beijing, you thought you could get a good review of the performance, an ungrateful guy!"

Yang Wanli raised his face and said with a deep pain in his pride: "Although I only manage one county, within a year, there will be no bandits in the county, and the people's livelihood will be peaceful... It is worthy of Lord Xiao Fan's original expectations."

In fact, Shi Chanli also understood why the other party was so angry and came directly to the door. The so-called greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. They all hoped to follow Lord Fan to do something in Qingguo. They were truly loyal and honest. However, Fan Xian is now in the Supervision Bureau and has great power... what he did... is indeed the appearance of a powerful minister, but the gap with famous ministers seems to be getting bigger and bigger.

However, Shi Chanli followed Fan Xian for many years, knowing that the sect masters had many unscrupulous and deeper feelings, he still subconsciously sneered and retorted: "There are no bandits? If the state camp had not moved twelve miles into your Fuchun County... If you were those bandits, you could be scared away by the words of your saints? The twelve miles... isn't it? But do you, a small magistrate, have this ability?"

Yang Wanli was stunned and frowned and asked, "What do you mean?"

"What does it mean?" Shi Chanli looked back at Fan Xian, frowned, as if he felt that the guards in the yard had not stopped this person, and asked outsiders to listen to the quarrel with Yang Wanli, and it was amazing to spread.

The most innocent person at this time was of course Fan Xian. The two students were quarreling with each other. He stood outside for a long time, but no one paid attention to him and was almost dried up. He continued Shi Chanli's words and said with a smile: "It's not interesting, it's just that the old man at home feels sorry for you and wrote a letter to the commander Tongzhi in the state."

At this time, the two people who were quarreling could hear Fan Xian's voice, and were shocked at the same time. After a while, they said in surprise: "Is it the teacher?"

Fan Xian reached out and rubbed the temple twice, rubbed the glue at the corner of his eyebrows, and his eyebrows returned to their original position. The handsome and handsome face replied to the original. After entering the house, he forgot to take off his makeup, which made the two people who were no longer recognizable.

He smiled bitterly and said, "I have to close the door and quarrel, I'll listen. If outsiders hear it... I'm afraid I'd think that something happened to my old Fan family to deceive my master and destroy ancestors."

The lobby of the manor suddenly became quiet. Thinking that the content of his quarrel fell into Fan Xian's ears, both Shi Chanli and Yang Wanli were a little embarrassed.

The two asked Fan Xian to sit down and serve on both sides. Although Fan Xian is younger than her age, the absurd generations of teachers and students must be done well here.

Yang Wanli touched his head with some headache, and suddenly thought of Fan Xian's last words... He bullied his master and destroyed his ancestors? He suddenly raised his head and shouted: "Sir! I don't mean that."

Fan Xian looked at him with a smile, knowing that Yang Wanli was born in a child of the middle of Fujian. He looked down on corrupt officials the most, and his temperament was straightforward and hot. Otherwise, he would not have just come to the door for lost trade and trade. He asked, "Fuchun County is only two hundred miles away from Hangzhou. You, a civil servant, rushed over without a yamen runner, and scolded him in front of him as a tiger that only eats people and does not spit bones. Isn't this a bully...and what?"

He was joking, but Yang Wanli could not afford the weight of this joke. But Yang Wanli was really upright. He bit his teeth, walked to Fan Xian and bowed to the end, and said in a deep voice: "The student is wrong. The mistake is that he should not speak nonsense behind the adults."

Fan Xian was slightly erect, thinking to himself why this guy turned so fast.

Unexpectedly, Yang Wanli's words changed and said straight: "But since the teacher has returned home, the student is going to say it in front of him. You also know that the student has never been afraid to talk about the teacher's faults."

"Tell me." Fan Xian said helplessly: "You are just this lonely personality."

"This time, the adults went to Jiangnan to manage finances for the imperial court, and the students thought that the adults should not do it." Yang Wanli did not listen to Fan Xian's evaluation of his temperament.

"San shouldn't you?" Fan Xian was frightened. He thought it was just a question of Su Wenmao's cashier for thousands of dollars, but he didn't expect that there was a three shouldn't you... Do you think you, Chi Zhiqiang, shouldn't you sing ten in prison!

"Adminton shouldn't indulge his subordinates in the river to plunder the people's wealth and use their strength." Yang Wanli did not sleep well last night, so he made up his mind to come to Hangzhou to "advice" in person, and said sadly: "The Beijing ship went south. The officials of the prefectures and counties in the Yangtze River deliberately welcomed them, giving gifts like mountains, and also drove the people to pull the boats. The water in the south of the Yangtze River was smooth. If it weren't for the large ship's intention to slow down, how could the boatmen need? This matter has spread throughout the south of the Yangtze River, becoming a joke. Where did the gifts given by the prefectures and counties in the Yangtze River come from? It's not that the capital's ship is tying up to the south of the Yangtze River, and the people are suffering!"

As if she didn't hear it, Fan Xian waved his hand and asked Shi Chanli to pour a cup of tea and drank it.

Seeing his expression and manners, Yang Wanli felt a little nervous. He didn't know if the sect master was really angry, but it also made him even more angry. He said directly: "Sir 2 shouldn't have mobilized the Jiangnan Navy's military ships to protect him. Although he was an imperial envoy, since he did not show the ceremonial guards from the beginning, he went forward at night. This was a violation of the system. It was both a sneaking and a escort by officers and soldiers. In addition to the violation, it was even more than etiquette, disturbing the local area and relaxing defense. It was a big mistake."

Fan Xian squirted the tea from his outlet with a puff, and cursed with a smile: "You want me to be chopped, so how can you feel comfortable?"

He waved his hand to stop Yang Wanli's next words and said, "Let's say these two shouldn't be said first." He thought for a moment, "I heard some rumors about receiving gifts along the river, which really had a very bad impact. According to letters from Kyoto, this matter seemed to have become a ridiculous joke in the Kyoto officialdom. It is said that my Xiao Fan was so suffocated in Beijing that he would want to scrape a few layers of land in Jiangnan..."

When Yang Wanli heard him speak, he was a little happy and said, "That's right, regardless of the illegal and disorderly issues, just talking about this impact will make it a great voice to the generals..."

"It has a great impact on your official voice, right?" Fan Xian said mockingly, "You said before that you have no shame to meet people now. Wanli, you are determined to be a honest official who has left a name in history, but you have a corrupt official sect like me who makes money. I must be a little unhappy, and I understand it. But..."

He changed his words: "No matter how the officials in Jiangnan think, the people think, and how the six ministries in the central government of Beijing talk about it, others ignore it... The problem is, you are my disciple, how can you think that the official will be greedy for money?"

Yang Wanli was stunned and thought that your big ship was a great achievement. The evidence is true. Nowadays, people say that the reason why Fan Tisi went to Jiangnan was divided into three routes, north, central and south, in order to be greedy for the filial piety of the three routes at one time. Did someone else say you wrong?

"I have land for money." Fan Xian looked at Yang Wanli and cursed angrily: "Why should I still be greedy for money? How do you have this head for the ground?"

"You, Ji Chang and Jialin, and now you are out to serve as officials. You will receive silver from the old man in Beijing every month. Why is this? Are you afraid that you will be dragged into the water by the money from your colleagues around you? I am asking you so much, let alone yourself?"

Since the spring exam last year, Yang Wanli and the other three have received silver notes from Kyoto on a monthly basis, and the number has long exceeded their salary. This matter has nothing to do with Fan Xian, and he could not have thought that it was so detailed. It was Fan Shangshu who was taking care of his son carefully.

With silver, Yang Wanli and the other three were much more comfortable, and on the other hand, they also used these silver to do some practical things. He was moved when he thought about the details of Fan Xian's concern, and was frightened by Fan Xian's rare anger. He quickly replied: "Thank you, teacher."

Fan Xian smiled and scolded: "You thank you just for the money. Don't think about it. How did the money come from?... Of course, it's not from greed. Do you know how many businesses I have under me? I can still raise you officials."

Yang Wanli frowned and said, "But...that ship on the river?"

"What does that ship have to do with me?" Fan Xian's face was a little shameless, "You have to fight for the position and scold corrupt officials, go to the boat to scold those people, and go to Hangzhou to scold me in person... Yang Wanli, Yang Wanli, you are really brave."

Yang Wanli said distressedly: "Teacher, those people are your subordinates!"

Fan Xian smiled and said, "Yes, my subordinates checked the cash. But I ignored it. It seemed that everything was carried out under my instructions? This is just a play, why are you anxious?"

Shi Chanli also persuaded, "Sir, you must have a deep meaning. You are just breaking into the door like this today, I am afraid that many people will laugh in secret."

Yang Wanli thought that this is the case. Even if Mr. Xiao Fan wants to be greedy, he will not be so greedy and so greedy. He is so greedy. Did he really think it was wrong?

"There is not much deep meaning." Fan Xian sighed and said, "It's just that it's the third day of the third month that I'm going to perform a play in Suzhou. The play is so numb. I'm thinking about it now and I'll get goosebumps. Then you'll understand."

Yang Wanli had already believed Fan Xian's statement at this time and dared not say anything anymore. He regretted that he was too rash. If he missed the master's plan to govern the treasury, it would be bad.

"Say it's not right." Fan Xian frowned, "Wanli, you are too naive. Do you really think it's a peaceful and prosperous era now?"

Yang Wanli was slightly stunned, thinking that the country is peaceful and the people are safe and the weather is good, so where is there any fake? Fan Xian sneered and scared: "If the navy does not adjust the escort, the ship may be dragged down to the bottom of the river by a water ghost at any time. Do you believe it?"

Looking at Yang Wanli's expression and knowing that he would not believe it in the end, Fan Xian shook his head and said, "I won't hide the matters of the Neiku. I have to deal with the land, but not only the insects in the Neiku, but also the wealthy families in Jiangnan, but also the officials in Jiangnan and the nobles in Kyoto... How did the Ming family start their own business? How can they make the family business so big now?"

Faced with this inquiry, Yang Wanli shook his head. Shi Chanli also recently came into contact with the secret reports from the Supervision Bureau and Xia Qifei, Jiangnan Water Village, and then he learned about it.

"Pirates!" A sharp look flashed in Fan Xian's eyes, "The Ming family picked up the goods from the inner warehouse and went to sea from Quanzhou. They headed north to Dongyicheng and south to the foreign devils in the west. Over the years, after going to sea, they always encountered pirates, and one of them would be lost in the three ships..."

Yang Wanli frowned, thinking that Ming's family had contacted him, and they were all gentle and kind mobsters. It was hard to let them be held responsible when they met pirates on the sea. Is there anything in the words of the adults?

Fan Xian said coldly: "In fact, those pirates are all their Ming family members!"

Yang Wanli was shocked.

"When the inner warehouse was produced, he met pirates, and his Ming family had to pay the inner warehouse... It seemed like a loss, but in fact he snatched the ship of goods and secretly transported them overseas for sale. He didn't have to pay 60% of the dividends of a ship of goods, and it was just a cost to pay the inner warehouse... This ship earned more than the two. It's just that in the past few years, I don't know how many souls there have been on the sea."

Yang Wanli was stunned and murmured: "This...their Ming family can't make much more money. Why dare to take the risk of beheading this kind of beheading?"

What Fan Xian said was found out recently by the Supervision Bureau and Xia Qifei in cooperation these days. Unfortunately, there has been no evidence of the verdict. The Ming family has used such ruthless means over the years and I don’t know how much money they have earned. These people are extremely ruthless in their work. The news is both tight and the protection of noble people, so the government and the people are all over the country. Just thinking that going to Hainan is a dangerous situation and the pirates are rampant, but they never thought that the Ming family robbed their own goods and played the trick of the merchants and bandits.

He stood up, stared at Yang Wanlidi's eyes, and said, "Once there is a proper profit, the merchants will become bolder. With fifty percent profit, he will take risks; for one hundred percent profit, he will dare to trample on all the rules of the Qing Dynasty; with three hundred percent profit, he will dare to commit any crime, and even risk the danger of squeezing the court."

Both Yang Shi and his two were shocked by Marx's famous sayings and savored them for a long time.

"What's more,... there have always been fellow travelers in the court." Fan Xian sneered: "Seriously exporting, the money you earn must be included in the book. Where can I spend this money outside the account safely?"

This sentence is about Xinyang. If it were not for this ruthless method, it would be much more difficult for the eldest princess to make money from the inner treasury under the supervision of the Supervision Bureau for many years.

"Every copper plate is covered with blood." Fan Xian educated Yang Wanli and said: "If you and I want to do things, you must ensure your safety. The Ming family can kill people and will kill people. When it is really a matter of death, you will not be afraid to kill my official! What kind of etiquette should you talk about when you are a official for a long time? If you have been an official for a long time, don't turn into a piece of rotten wood!"

Yang Wanli was stunned. He had been working hard for ten years. After becoming an official, he was secretly protected by the shadow of Fan Xian, the big tree. He had never truly felt the danger of the world. At this time, Fan Xian was scolded and finally woke up a little.

After calming a little, Fan Xian waved his hand and said, "Forget it, let's not mention these things. Although you are here to kick the door today, there are indeed no customers in this garden. We haven't seen each other for a year. There are always some things to say before, and some wine and food will be cleaned up later. Let's have a few drinks."

Yang Wanli was depressed, but he was relieved to know that the sect master still treated him as the closest person. He just regretted his recklessness. Suddenly he thought of something, he asked, "The third one shouldn't..."

Fan Xian giggled and scolded: "If you don't offend me to the end, it seems that you can't eat, tell me."

Yang Wanli thought about it and felt that this was indeed something that the sect master did wrong, so he said with confidence: "Recently, auspiciousness has been produced everywhere. Officials and people always say a few words at the drinks table. Students have never said it before people, but they have to take the initiative to speak in front of the teacher. It will not last long for people to serve others by sex. It is not the character that the court officials should hold. What the teacher does is really inconsistent with virtue."

Fan Xian was stunned and knew that although Yang Wanli was stubborn, he was still very smart. He actually saw that Siye Xiangrui was created by himself, but this kid actually... dared to scold himself for flattering the emperor in front of him!

"Gogun!" Fan Xian was finally really angry and cursed: "Don't eat anymore, go back to your Fuchun County to have porridge!"

Yang Wanli was a bachelor at this time, straightforwardly letting the sect master's saliva Xingzi wash his face, and said with a righteous face: "Students are going to drink porridge in Pengyuan today."

Fan Xian angrily brushed his sleeves and left the door. Shi Yang and the others quickly followed behind happily, not daring to leave a little. It was not until this time that the young man, who was under twenty, finally looked like a young man, and no longer the master who sat upright and pretended to be a mature and mature sect master.

On the third day of the third month, the dragon raised its head.

The Danzhou convoy and the Beijing ships that went down the Yinjiang River all arrived at the dock outside Suzhou City on this day. The night before, a team from Hangzhou had quietly boarded the ship, and the three teams from Kyoto finally met in Jiangnan successfully.
Chapter completed!