On the Thousand Postures Reconstructed by the Scumbags

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Collusion between government and businessmen is not entirely false. At least if you want to develop in one place for a long time, you need personal connections. In the land of Jiangzhou, countless rich families have invited Gongsun Zhuoyu to dinner and gifts, and the Liu family is a good example.

Gongsun Zhuoyu thought it was some rich family who came to pay homage to the top of the mountain, but the tips of his ears moved slightly, and he felt that the voice of the man in purple in front of him was somewhat familiar, and it was too feminine, as if he had heard it somewhere before.

He tried hard to think for a moment, but he didn't know if he smashed his head before he died in his previous life, and he couldn't remember it for a while, and his brain hurt suddenly when he thought about it.

Gongsun Zhuoyu had no choice but to put it aside temporarily, he looked at Du Lingchun for a moment, and suddenly had a subtle feeling in his heart, "What... is your name?"

Du Lingchun was taken aback, he thought that Gongsun Zhuoyu would ask "Who is your master", but he didn't expect the other party to ask such an irrelevant question. He slightly raised his eyebrows, moved his hands in his sleeves, nodded and smiled inexplicably, "My surname is Du, and my name is Ling."

Gongsun Zhuoyu asked, "Where is the Lanling wine tulip?"

Du Lingchun's smile remained the same, but his eyes darkened, "Your Excellency laughed, the next slave, I have never read any poems, I only know that it is Zuo Erling."

Most of the slaves came from poor backgrounds and had little money to go to school, and Gongsun Zhuoyu struggled to study when he was a child.

"That's Lanling's mausoleum. Your name sounds nice, but I don't know much about it." Gongsun Zhuoyu didn't look down on her, and said with a good attitude, "Who is your master?"

Du Lingchun glanced at him when he heard the words, turned sideways slightly, and was facing a restaurant, "My master's surname is Yin. He is a silk merchant from the capital. He admires your reputation and would like to invite him to talk."

Gongsun Zhuoyu remained silent.

There was nothing wrong with Du Lingchun's salute just now, but at first glance he really looked like a slave. I haven't read many books, which shows that my family was poor when I was young. But he was dressed luxuriously, and his expression was casual when he lowered his eyes. Presumably, his position beside his master was very important, and he was a person who climbed from the bottom to the top.

The voice is soft, eunuch?

Adam's apple is not obvious, it may be clean since childhood.

But only princes and nobles can get the eunuch's personal service, and he said just now that his master came from the capital. Could it be that there are really some big figures in this poor place of Jiangzhou who came here in secret? !

Gongsun Zhuoyu hissed inwardly when he thought of his reputation as the three evils in Jiangzhou, this is not a good thing. In order to confirm his inner guess, he glanced at Du Lingchun's lower body without a trace, trying to find some clues, but unfortunately, he found nothing.

Gongsun Zhuoyu could only say, "Thank you, master, for me, but the food and drink will be waived. Officials must be upright and upright, and they must not covet the common people for every stitch."

Regardless of whether he is a big shot or not, this is the safest way——

Pack! clear! official!

After Gongsun Zhuoyu finished speaking, as if to prove something, he directly ordered a bowl of Yangchun noodles at the noodle stall next to him and waited for the meal.

Du Lingchun seldom met such a person as Gongsun Zhuoyu in his life. After all, he was an official who pleaded for the people and hated the evil. He stroked his cuffs with his fingertips, and said softly, "As soon as you are a magistrate, do you eat this kind of simple food?"

Of course Gongsun Zhuoyu doesn't eat it, he eats a lot of fish and meat at the house, and it doesn't taste good without meat. But on the surface, I still have to continue to pretend, "Clean tea and light food are enough. There are many people in the world who can't eat enough. Brother Du, do you want to come together?"

Du Lingchun bowed slightly, "I'm just a slave, how dare I share the table with adults."

Gongsun Zhuoyu didn't care much about these things, and pulled him to sit beside him, "There is no such thing as a slave or not, as long as others think you are a slave, you can't think of yourself as a slave."

After speaking, he called Xiao Er to add another bowl of noodles.

Hearing his words, Du Lingchun paused for some reason. After a long while, he looked up, looked at him deeply and said, "My lord's words are fresh, but some people are destined to be slaves after birth, just like the common people obey the orders of the officials, and the officials serve the orders of the emperor."

If you want to change your fate, you need to use any means to climb to a higher place.

The last sentence was hidden by him.

Gongsun Zhuoyu is a modern person, and he has never had this kind of thinking. He only has innumerable and inexplicable sense of superiority. .”

There is still a big difference between subjects and slaves.

While talking, two bowls of Yangchun noodles were served. In fact, the vegetarian can no longer be vegetarian, it is no different from boiled white noodles. Gongsun Zhuoyu moved one of the bowls to Du Lingchun, "Come, let's eat together."

Du Lingchun obviously didn't know how to eat, so he wiped his fingertips slowly with a silk handkerchief, without moving his chopsticks. Gongsun Zhuoyu glanced at his slightly raised little finger, blinked, thinking that he was really an eunuch.

Most of the literati are high-spirited and look down on the powerful and eunuchs. Gongsun Zhuoyu didn't like it before. He always felt that eunuchs are yin and yang creatures, and they always like to trip you up behind your back. But remembering that I almost became a eunuch before my death in my previous life, I no longer have this idea.

Du Lingchun finally said, "My lord, eat slowly, my master is still waiting for me to return to my life."

Gongsun Zhuoyu, "Don't you want to eat noodles?"

The meaning of Du Lingchun's smile is unknown, "I have a chance in another day, next time please sir."

After saying goodbye, he left and turned towards the opposite restaurant. There is a private room on the second floor, and there are two invisible guards outside, and there are people watching in the dark. Seeing Du Lingchun go upstairs, he cupped his fists in salute, "Company."

Du Lingchun hummed lightly, pushed the door open and went in. Inside sat the rich merchant, and

A young man.

The master glanced behind him, "Why don't you see anyone?"

Du Lingchun bowed slightly, skipped the "slave" conversation, briefly explained what happened, and finally said, "Slave is incompetent, and I owe His Majesty's entrustment."

The middle-aged man in front of him is actually the current emperor!

The emperor remained silent and took a sip of the good tea. "When I saw him for the first time, I thought he was another fatuous and incompetent person, but I didn't expect that he was not only smart in solving cases, but also cared about the people. It can be seen that everything can't just look at the surface. Anyway, Jiang A trip to the state is not in vain."

Du Lingchun should say, "It's just that it's dangerous outside the palace. Your Majesty should return to the palace as soon as possible."

The emperor said, "I will leave for Beijing in the afternoon, and I will hand over the remnants of the previous dynasty to the Beijing Law Department to investigate. They can only be killed by mistake, and they must not be let go."

If one were to ask who are the powerful ministers of Daye, Prime Minister Yan Fu is the first, followed by Du Lingchun, the admiral of the Beijing Law Department. He entered the palace at a young age, and had been serving the emperor during Qianlong's time. Later, he made meritorious service in saving his father, and was promoted to a noble rank.

It is unprecedented for a eunuch to do this. But anyone who knows the details knows that this is just a superficial reason.

The deeper level is that Du Sigong has a beautiful elder sister, who was not only favored by the Holy Majesty, but also became a noble concubine all the way, gave birth to the second prince, and fascinated the Holy Majesty like Daji reincarnated.

The front court and the rear palace were actually half occupied by the brothers and sisters.

The Jinglu Division is directly under the emperor's jurisdiction, and in a sense it is the eyes and ears of the emperor. If nothing happens, it will kill dozens or even hundreds of people. No one knew how many innocent souls there were, but due to Du Lingchun's ruthless behavior, they dared not speak out.

Even civil servants of orthodox background looked down on Du Lingchun, and secretly reviled Du Lingchun for being an eunuch, and his status was low, but the emperor favored him a lot, and he always held up those papers that participated in the performance, and put them down gently, without pain or pain. The itchy reprimand was over.

The food and wine in the wing room did not move much after all, and the emperor quickly left with a group of guards. Before the second prince left, he thought of something and glanced at Du Lingchun, "Uncle, that day I saw my father approving papers, and a group of civil servants headed by Yan Fu are impeaching you to eliminate dissidents and use power for personal gain. Are we..."

Du Lingchun stood in front of the window, pacing slowly, his eyes darkened for a moment, "Do you remember their names?"

The second prince nodded, "I remember."

Du Lingchun flicked the edge of the window with his fingers, and he was really narrow-minded as rumored, and he will take revenge "Those old things can't be played for a few days. Since they say that I exclude dissidents, I can't bear the infamy in vain."

After finishing speaking, he said, "Go back to Beijing with the emperor honestly, don't stretch your hand too far in the court affairs, so as not to arouse suspicion, I will handle it."

The second prince was obviously in awe of this uncle, he bowed his hands and saluted after hearing this, and then left the restaurant.

Gongsun Zhuoyu ate half a bowl of noodles at the noodle stall below, but couldn't eat any more, so he had to go back home. As soon as he entered the door, he was stopped by the housekeeper, "My lord, you are back!"

Seeing his anxious face, Gongsun Zhuoyu asked aloud, "The bandits on Qingfeng Mountain are calling? You're in such a panic, what's the proper way?"

The housekeeper thought that the bandits on Qingfeng Mountain were not as ruthless as those gangs of debt collectors, holding the account book in his left hand and a small abacus in his right, he crackled and showed him, "My lord, you went to Manyuelou to drink flowers for more than ten days last month." Liquor, someone came to ask for money, and the cloth merchant on the East Street said they made you two good silk shirts, and..."

Gongsun Zhuoyu was already familiar with this set of rhetoric, and interrupted, "They just want money, give it to them."

After finishing speaking, we will go inside.

The housekeeper nodded subconsciously when he saw this, and realized that something was wrong, so he quickly stopped him, "My lord, you don't have enough money!"

Gongsun Zhuoyu "If you don't have enough money, go to the account to get it."

The housekeeper said, "the money in the account is not enough."

Gongsun Zhuoyu came to his senses, he had only been the magistrate for the second year, and he hadn't made that much money yet. Turning around and looking at the housekeeper, "Isn't there still one thousand taels left a few days ago, where is the silver?"

The housekeeper shook his head and settled the accounts for him, "One of the horses you pulled the cart died, and you replaced it with a high-quality horse according to your wishes, as well as rice grains and vegetables, the monthly money of the servants in the house, and your group of masters." ..."

Which boy does not have the dream of being a young hero, Gongsun Zhuoyu raised a bunch of masters in the family, apprenticed to his masters, and heard the words, "What happened to my masters?"

The butler closed the ledger and said with a mournful face, "They eat too much. One person eats ten steamed buns, and three meals a day is thirty steamed buns. Your dozen or so masters will eat up to four hundred and fifty steamed buns in the house every day." , there are 13,500 steamed buns in a month, white flour is expensive, how can it stand such a toss!"

Gongsun Zhuoyu was shocked. He knew that martial arts practitioners consumed a lot of energy and had a big appetite, but he didn't expect to be so edible. Did he raise a group of masters or a group of idiots? !

Gongsun Zhuoyu suddenly felt wronged, "I only ate two steamed buns for a meal, but they actually ate ten?!"

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