The most powerful minister in the world

Dancheng County Magistrate Yang Mingyi came out from the corner, looked at Jing Xi from a distance and said: "You are really good at it. You managed to capture Wang Xishan's 10,000 personal guards without any effort. I admire you."

"Master Yang, you have contributed a lot to this."

Yang Mingyi waved his hand and said sincerely: "When I was still a little book boy in Xiaguan, it was the handsome master who gave me the opportunity to come forward. This time you come to Jiangnan, you should do your best."

"You have done a good job. If it weren't for your little plan, I would have discovered it long ago."

"The second young master is a brave man with great talent, but the two friends you brought with you are indeed superior to ordinary people. Especially the way Mu Sheng does things reminds me of Mr. Zuo Ge when he became the prime minister."

Jingxi chatted with him for a few more words and suddenly asked, "Have you ever heard of Zhao Yingying?"

"Oh, how could you not know about the four roses in Jiangnan? I heard that the second young master has already combed her hair?"

"Ahem, let's not mention this for now, do you know her origins?"

Yang Mingyi folded his hands and naturally lowered his head with a smile: "What a coincidence, I really know this, but I don't know if it's true or not."

Jingxi became interested, looked around, took him to a deserted place, and sat down in a pavilion.

"Tell me, what is your life experience?"

Yang Mingyi coughed twice and began to tell Jing Xi:

Zhao Yingying, formerly known as Zhao Min, was originally from Changsu in southern Xinjiang. She was born into a merchant family. The couple opened a six-storey shop.

Although he made a living by selling rice, he had everything from wheat, beans, tea, wine, oil, salt and groceries, so his family was quite well off.

She gave birth to Zhao Yingying when she was almost famous. She had been pretty since she was a child, and she was even more intelligent. At the age of seven, he was sent to the village school and recited a thousand words a day. At the age of ten, he could recite poems and compose poems. There was once a masterpiece called "Girlfriend Love" which was widely recited. The poem says:

The golden hooks under the red curtain are silent, and the fragrant duck is dark and cold in the painting building.

If you move your pillow, you will be afraid that the mandarin ducks will sleep together. If you stick up the lamp, you will hate your two-headed pistil.

By the age of twelve, he can master everything from piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. If the subject of female workers is mentioned, the thread will fly, which is unexpected. This is born with intelligence and cannot be taught.

Since the Zhao family only gave birth to one daughter and had no children, they wanted to find a son-in-law to support them in old age, that is, to find a son-in-law to join the Zhao family.

Just because my daughter is smart and versatile, it is hard to match her. Therefore, there were many people seeking marriage, but none of them agreed.

Later, it didn't work because the Jing family army changed defenses from southern Xinjiang and went to the rivers and lakes. As a result, seven cities including Changsu, Mengpu, Yongze, Tingyan, and Xiang'an were lost.

At that time, the people outside the city were so frightened that they abandoned their homes and fled for their lives, carrying the old and the young.

The Zhao couple took their daughter and also fled away. They left in groups with the others, as busy as a bereaved dog and as hasty as a fish that slipped through the net. Carrying thirst, hunger and toil, who is my hometown during this trip?

It was such a group of people who met deserters coming back from the front line on their way out. Those deserters suddenly became greedy when they saw the large and small packages behind the people.

He lied that General Le of Chen State was about to rush over with his troops. He also set a fire along the way and took advantage of the chaos to snatch the packages from the people's hands.

It's getting dark now, and the vast sea of ​​fire scares the people into running around in chaos, and you and I don't care about each other.

The Zhao family and his wife were killed by deserters because they were reluctant to part with the treasures they had brought.

Zhao Yingying was also separated from her parents, fell down, and lost her parents. She was smart and did not dare to shout loudly, so she hid in a mass grave downhill for the night. At dawn, when I went out to look around, I saw wind and sand everywhere and dead bodies lying on the road. Everyone who took refuge at the same time yesterday was nowhere to be found.

Zhao Yingying burst into tears, missing her parents very much.

I don’t know the path. We had to look south. One step to cry, one step to suffer. After walking about two miles, I felt sad. I'm hungry again. I saw an earthen house and there must be someone inside, begging for some soup.

As we move forward, we see dilapidated and empty houses, with all the people fleeing.

Zhao Yingying sat under the earth wall, crying sadly. As luck would have it, there happened to be a person passing under the wall. That person's surname was Ruan, Jingtian, and he was Zhao Yingying's close neighbor.

He used to be a loafer, a man who did not keep his duty, was accustomed to free food, and used free money. However, his friends were dispersed by the officers and soldiers, and today he walked alone. Hearing the cry, he hurried to look.

Zhao Yingying recognized her. In today's time of trouble, she had no relatives, but when she saw her close neighbor, it was clear that she was seeing her relatives, so she hurriedly collected her tears and stood up to see each other.

She hurriedly asked: "Uncle Ruan, have you ever met my parents?"

When Ruan Jingtian saw the helpless Zhao Yingying, he felt overjoyed and thought to himself:

Now is the time when I am in a mess and I have no money to spend. It is really a blessing from God to have such a food, clothing and rice bowl come to me from the sky!

"Your parents are so anxious that they can't find you. Now they are rushed to the front. Let me see you and lead you to find them."

Although Zhao Yingying was smart, she was helpless now. She knew clearly that Ruan Jingtian was not a good bird, but she could only follow him.

Along the way, Ruan Jingtian also had the idea to let Zhao Yingying pretend to be mute, saying that it would save a lot of trouble. Zhao Yingying obeyed him and remained silent all the way.

Until Kanghui Mansion, Ruan Jingtian deceived the old bustard and sold Zhao Yingying to the house for fifty taels of silver.

It was a poor, extremely smart woman who fell into the trap of fireworks.

After finishing speaking, Jingxi gave a thumbs up and said, "How do you know so detailedly?"

"Second Young Master, I also listened to the storytellers at Tianqiao. I won't talk about it now. I passed by Liandi Hutong this morning and the storytellers in front of the tea stalls all started talking about your great achievements in the south of the Yangtze River."

"Then you have to go and listen." Jingxi stood up and was about to leave. He took two steps out and stopped, "I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you to spread more confusion these days. When things here in Jiangnan are over, go Southern Xinjiang."

Yang Mingyi stood up and silently bowed to Jing Xi's back as he receded.

Besides, Jingxi was very interested in the Laidi Hutong mentioned by Yang Mingyi. With his nature like this, why should he not go to such a fun place?

He went straight back to the warehouse, opened the door, and as soon as he stepped in, Jingxi suddenly bent over, looked back at the kitchen knife that had been embedded in the beam, and shouted with wide eyes: "What's going on?!"

I saw Li Min'er sitting on a chair on the high platform, with Liu Huangying under her feet, and a kitchen knife in her left hand across Mu Sheng's neck.

"Hey, Mr. Jing, you are finally back. Sister Li said that if you are not back by noon, I will be roasted!"

Jing Xi ignored him and glared at Li Min'er: "What are you doing? Did someone in Xiziying offend you?!"

Li Min'er pointed a finger at him and cursed: "Is your brain so damn muddy? Where's my salary?!"

"Forehead......."