At the beginning, there is smoke coming out of the ancestral grave, and the woman is busy in the imp

Catching Yang Bingwen, there was a hint of unnoticeable frustration in his eyes.

Xie Yuheng let nature take its course and responded with a smile: "That's natural. How could Yuheng be so polite to his uncle!"

She spoke very smoothly, as if she were a real uncle or nephew, and she didn't regard the Yang family as an outsider at all.

After Yang Bingwen heard this, his stiff back slowly released its strength.

There is also a warm smile between the eyebrows.

Yu Gong, Yuheng's talent, is rare in the world.

If it is broken into the hands of thieves, it will be a loss for Daliang.

In private matters, because my grandfather and Si Bo were close friends, the three families often moved around.

He also regarded Xie Yuheng as his neighbor's brother and did not want him to make any mistakes.

With a cup of warm tea in their stomachs, the two began to discuss the current political affairs.

Xie Yuheng raised several questions from time to time and asked Yang Bingwen to answer them alone.

The handyman who adds water and charcoal also finds it interesting to see such a "reversal of old age and young age".

It wasn't until several attendants presented the official documents that Xie Yuheng stopped talking.

The young man lowered his eyes and checked carefully.

After confirming that there are no flaws, carefully place it on the long desk next to it.

Yang Bingwen picked up the teapot and filled both of their teacups with about seventy percent full tea.

Before Xie Yuheng returned to the main case, he held a cup and sipped tea.

Yang Bingwen's fingertips holding the lamp turned slightly white, and the words rolled in his throat several times before he finally spoke with embarrassment.

"I came here this time to ask for something else."

"Brother Bingwen, even if you say so, there is no need for you and me to ask for help."

Xie Yuheng quickly went through it in his mind, wondering what had happened to the Yang family recently.

The answer is no.

He couldn't help but look at Yang Bingwen with some doubts.

The man covered his lips with his hand and coughed lightly, his eyes drifting away.

"This...is really an unkind invitation from the Yang family."

"To be honest, it's my sister-in-law's marriage to Fu Qingchen, and I want to ask your court to be the matchmaker."

"What's wrong with this? It's just a small matter."

Xie Yuheng blinked, that's it.

But then I thought about it, it was the same principle.

There are no female relatives in the Yang family, and no sir... either.

Although my grandmother is in Beijing, she has no deep friendship with the two elders except for courtesy.

It is not appropriate for Mr. Qiu to relay this matter to his grandmother.

It would be even more inappropriate for my uncle to tell my grandmother directly!

As the saying goes, there are three matchmakers and six hires.

Among the two matchmakers, each man and woman invites one.

The remaining one is the matchmaker.

It's just that what happened between these two people, how come she didn't hear anything about it...

Xie Yuheng narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Yang Bingwen.

Seeing her made her feel guilty, Yang Bingwen reached out and touched the tip of his nose and said:

"This summer, Yunzhao goes to a bookstore."

"That day, the sky was clear for most of the day, but just before the night was closed, it suddenly started to rain heavily."

"Fu Qingchen gave his umbrella to Yunzhao, and then left in the pouring rain..."

Xie Yuheng tapped her fingertips on the table, and she remembered that time.

Fu Qingchen had been suffering from the cold for a long time, so he moved tables and chairs alone and sat at the back of the Common Hall.

There is another reason for co-authorship.

"Before, the two of them had not finalized their relationship and had not spoken to the outside world."

Yang Bingwen also recalled that period.

Fu Qingchen's family was poor, and the common people had no money in their accounts.

Simply spending money to study, even if you write manuscripts for others, is not enough.

Therefore, I only took the cheapest medicine when I got it, and I was sick for a long time...

Xie Yuheng asked aloud: "When will the Fu family's parents arrive in Beijing?"

"It must have been a few days ago." Yang Bingwen lowered his eyes.

If the elders of the Fu family are not easy to get along with, then this family relationship must not be formed.

Xie Yuheng probably had the same thoughts in his mind.

Sons of farmers are often given high hopes by their families.

Moreover, Daliang has always attached great importance to the word filial piety, so you need to think more carefully before making any plans.

"When we decide to see each other on a certain day, Brother Bingwen can just send a letter to the mansion."

"Thank you Yuheng."

Yang Bingwen stood up, bowed, and offered a toast with tea instead of wine.

After Yang Bingwen left, Xie Yuheng took the official document and went to Chui Gong Hall.

The document is well written.

But when Chu Heng took a look, he knew it was not written by the little guy.

"You are a generous person, and you stick to the people below you in everything."

Xie Yuheng said with a smile in his voice, "Can't Wei Chen just want to be a hands-off shopkeeper and hide away for a while?"

Chu Heng laughed twice and praised: "Well hidden!"

"You have a weak body. You should be less tired and let them use their brains more!"

Chen Qiu standing aside: "..."

You just scolded an official in Yangzhou, saying that he was looking for someone to write the book for you.

Why don't you find someone to help him spend all the money?

Your Majesty is really double-standard...

After the official document is issued.

There was an uproar all over the city in Beijing, and there were many brave people who openly opposed this matter in Chongrenfang.

However, the imperial court does not fight unprepared battles.

An old Confucian who cared about the people was sent to the court to defend the officials to shame.

After being cornered, someone again encouraged the second-generation officials to cause trouble.

Second-generation officials: "I don't dare, I absolutely don't dare!"

Who hasn’t been told by an adult at home not to cause trouble outside?

Otherwise, your father or your grandfather will have to change the black gauze hat on their head.

For details, please refer to Minister Yu!

It's true that he is still the minister, but he has been swapped around, and he has been in vain for several years.

Originally, there was a chance to join the cabinet in this life.

It's fine now, unless I live another ten or twenty years.

Otherwise, forget it!

As for Xie Yuheng’s words: “If you don’t know the sufferings of people’s livelihood, you might as well go home and plant sweet potatoes!”

In the process of dissemination, multiple versions were released.

Such as, "Being an official and not making decisions for the people is worse than digging sweet potatoes from the fields" and so on.

Despite the ineffectual resistance of the disciples, the annual holiday came as scheduled.

On the twenty-third day of the twelfth lunar month, the official seal was sealed.

Only a few officials stayed behind to guard the imperial city.

Among them is naturally the new Dali Temple judge, Xu Lu.

Xie Mingli, the newly appointed doctor of the Liangzhou Qingli Division of the Ministry of Household Affairs.

There is also Wai Lang, Fu Qingchen, a member of the Ministry of Industry’s Battalion and Maintenance Department.

As for Xie Yuheng...the Arsenal Department is a free place.

In the past, it was all about catching fish, and there was no delay in holding two positions. Naturally, it was not the turn of the Arsenal Division to take turns guarding.

However, Xie Yuheng still got up early that day.

Without him, he has been an official for nearly three years. Getting up early has become your biological clock.

After having breakfast in the hospital, Xie Yuheng worked at his desk and improved the martial arts plan.

The test items include horse shooting, infantry shooting, flat shooting, carbine shooting, and weight-bearing.

There is also a vision test.

And Rong Shi stayed by his side the whole time, grinding ink for his master.

And, from time to time, small pieces of charcoal are added to the hollowed-out greenhouse under the inkstone.

Prevent the ink from freezing and affecting the use of the ink.

Outside the room, Rong San to Rong Jiu had their eyes fixed on the window hinges, all looking at Rong Shi with envy.

He looks like an unloved little pitiful person...

Isn't that right? Master only takes a few days off from bathing in a month.

If he doesn't leave the house, he will wait for him most of the time.