Free-spirited Illegitimate Son

Huang Jing added another sentence: "What's more, the Yang family of Lishe also set up another courtyard there. You know about the Yang family of Lishe, right? My family is full of well-educated people, the place where you study is only a short distance away from their other courtyard, with such a treasured place of geomantic omen, there is no reason not to go to high school."

Damn... Ye Chunqiu's heart was bleeding, he was thinking about it at first, because he has an optical brain, when he really is in high school, he can still have a little bit of a joke and enjoy the feeling of being worshiped by others.But Huang Shishu, when you say it like this, it seems that I don't have any 'talent' at all. Even if I win, it is also the honor of the Yang family and your Huang family.

How does it feel weird...

The Yang family in Lishe seems to be very powerful. Is that old man who plays chess from the Yang family?

Ye Chunqiu couldn't ask carefully, he was a little flustered, if that Yang family member knew that he was teasing him with the chess endgame, would he kill me?

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Nanjing.

Huang Xin, the supervisory censor of Zhejiang Province of the Nanjing Metropolitan Procuratorate, had just returned from Hangzhou. Before he had time to go to the Metropolitan Procuratorate, he hurried to Yongyi Lane.

Yongyi Lane is close to the Qinhuai River and connected to many government offices in Nanjing, so it is the residence of many Nanjing officials.

At this time, Huang Xinxin murmured that just after he arrived in Nanjing, Wang Hua, Minister of the Ministry of Officials, invited himself to the mansion for a talk, which made him flattered.

Wang Hua, Minister of the Ministry of Officials in Nanjing, was the number one scholar in the Chenghua period. Since then, he has successively served as the editor of the Imperial Academy, a bachelor of the Imperial Academy, Youchunfang Youyude of Zhan Shifu, Zhan Shi of Zhan Shifu, especially Zhan Shi of Zhan Shifu, This is the prince's teacher, a prominent position admired by countless people in the world. Now the prince has become the emperor. Wang Hua, as the emperor's teacher, was soon promoted to be the minister of rites and ranked in the temple. But because he offended Liu Jin, he was promoted to the dark. He surrendered and became Minister of the Ministry of Officials in Nanjing.

The Minister of the Ministry of Officials is a heavenly official, and even has the qualifications to stand against the ministers of the cabinet. Of course... If the word "Nanjing" is added in front of the Minister of the Ministry of Officials, it will not be so valuable.

Perhaps the current Wang Shangshu has been expelled from the core of the imperial court, but in this place in the south of the Yangtze River, or in the eyes of the censor Huang Xin, he is an unattainable existence, not to mention that he was born as a champion and refused to cling to him. Liu Jin has an outstanding reputation and is in charge of the administration of officials in the south of the Yangtze River. With a single word, he can judge the life and death of most people.

The recent luck is really too good, just promoted to the supervisory censor of Zhejiang Province, and then his younger brother Huang Jing came to study the book, talked about the matter with the Ye family, Huang Xin suddenly became upright for no reason So much so that when the matter spread to Nanjing and Hangzhou, it was his own boss, and the Qiandu Yushi of the Metropolitan Procuratorate had a different attitude towards him, calling him Huang Mingjing in front of his colleagues.

This is just a nickname that came out of the mouth, taken from the meaning of the bright mirror hanging high, which obviously established Huang Xin's position in the Nanjing Metropolitan Procuratorate. Huang Xin suddenly felt that his future began to brighten up, so a few days ago, He handled a case in Shaoxing, impeached several officials, and received excellent evaluations. People are like this. Once they are labeled, everyone knows that Huang Xin is Huang Mingjing. As an official, naturally everything he does is beneficial to the country and the people in the eyes of the people at that time.

"Speaking of it... I should really thank that son of the Ye family. It's called Ye Chunqiu... Yes, that's him." Huang Xinxin sighed with emotion, and when he arrived at the gate of the palace, he handed over his invitation card.

He still doesn't understand why the officials of the Ministry of Officials wanted to find him. After all, compared to Wang Hua, the official minister and the emperor's teacher, he, the powerful supervisory censor in Zhejiang, is just like an ant Existence, although Wang Hua is also from Ningbo, but he is from Yuyao, and he is from Fenghua. If they met in Beijing, they would still be teary-eyed, but in Nanjing, it seems a bit far-fetched to be a fellow countryman.

Not long after, someone came out and said, "Huang Yushi, please."

Huang Xin nodded, straightened his clothes, and calmed down his excited mood. He walked through the shadow wall and front porch of the palace. He thought he was meeting in the main hall, but who knew that the door was bent, but he led Huang Xin through for a month. Hole.

Are you going to the inner house?

Huang Xinxin was even more stunned. Most people would meet guests in the main hall, but those who brought them into the flower hall of the back house did not disrespect the guests. On the contrary, they had good personal relationships, so there was no need to avoid too much taboo.

Wang Shangshu is an existence that he can't even climb high, so there is no personal relationship, but why...

Huang Xinxin mentioned it in his throat, and the depths of his heart began to throb. Is he lucky?

Sure enough, the door led him to the flower hall. Huang Xin entered, and saw Wang Hua in a loose plain suit, holding a letter and looking at it with a frown.

He is not young, his beard and hair are mixed with black and white, and his expression is dignified. If you look closely, you can find that his spirit is a little sluggish, as if he hasn't slept well for several days.

"You are behind Huang Xin, and you have met the prince." Huang Xin bowed in awe and bowed hurriedly.

It is the result of his deliberation that he considers himself a backward person. If he met in the main hall, he would call himself a subordinate without hesitation, but now he is obviously in the capacity of a private meeting, licking his face and calling himself a student, and then calling Wang Shangshu the Enfu. Some bold, and too low profile, may provoke resentment.But this backward person is impartial, not abrupt, and can also bring the relationship closer.

"Oh." Wang Hua nodded lightly. When he raised his eyes, Huang Xin met his gaze, and clearly saw that Wang Shangshu's eyes were bloodshot.

Oops... the prince manages a lot of things every day, and he has reached the point where he looks haggard, which is really admirable.

"Ziyi, come here, don't be too polite, sit down and talk." Wang Hua smiled a little more, and pointed to the seat beside him. He didn't use Mandarin, but Ningbo dialect.

Huang Xinxin was in full bloom. Wang Shangshu did not call himself an official position, but called him by his own name. This clearly regarded himself as a "late-born junior", which seemed to be very supportive. In addition, he used a local accent, which made him even more intimate up.

Huang Xin hurriedly said with a Ningbo accent: "Thank you, Prince."

Wang Hua put down the letter in his hand, and said with a smile: "I have heard about your deeds. The imperial court appointed you as the censor, and the original intention was for you to be an upright censor to pick up the law. A piece of paper is only for What's the harm in letting him have a hundred acres of fields; the Great Wall should still be there, and Qin Shihuang will not be seen back then, hehe... Poetry can reveal ambitions, and it is really rare for you to have such a mind and ambition."

Huang Xin almost burst into tears. This poem is not written by himself. Of course, this poem is catchy and has a strong storyline. It has already been widely circulated. I am even more grateful, a poem has simply changed my destiny, and I never thought that even the heavenly officials know this poem, this is a rhythm that must be reused in the organization.