Standing up to the west wind and geese not returning

Now it is heard that the dignified number one scholar in this subject has actually asked him for calligraphy.I can't help but be overjoyed.

So he hurriedly said, "Oh, Mr. Yan is indeed worthy of being the number one bachelor in this discipline, with vision, vision. Just wait, I will write now. Write now."

After finishing speaking, he shouted to the woman on the ground, "Stupid thing, what are you doing lying there! Hurry up and get the Four Treasures of the Study for me! Let Master Yan wait, I'll take your skin off!"

The woman on the ground trembled all over, as if she was sifting chaff.Hearing Ding Xiangui's violent shouting, he couldn't help nodding his head and said, "Your servant will go now, my servant will go now."

After finishing speaking, he kneeled and crawled out of the private room.Yan Ci couldn't bear it in his heart, but he didn't know the situation for a while, so he could only keep silent and let the woman back and forth in the most humble gesture.

When the Four Treasures of the Study were brought, the woman hurriedly got up to grind Ding Xiangui, her outstretched right hand and a small section of wrist were covered with bruises, Yan Ci glanced at Ding Xiangui slightly, feeling even more disgusted in her heart.

Ding Xiangui was in high spirits at the moment, and after laying out the rice paper, he asked with a smile, "I don't know my lord, what kind of words do you want?"

Yan Ci paused, looked at Ding Xiangui again, and said, "Master Ding is hard-working and dedicated to studying. Although he came from a donated official background, he has learned a lot of money and is an honest official. It is really admirable. If this is the case, Master Ding will write about integrity Let’s follow the four words of honoring the public. In the future, when Yan is a man or an official, he must follow Master Ding’s instructions and dare not have distracting thoughts.”

Yan Ci's words only described Ding Xiangui as a good official who is diligent in learning, inquiring, hardworking and honest. Ding Xiangui clapped his hands happily, "Master Yan is really Ding's confidant! Honest and honest, just write honest and honest. Sit down for a while, my lord, and I will write it for you!"

Yan Ci smiled but said nothing, so Ding Xiangui dipped his pen and ink and began to write seriously.Yan Ci loved calligraphy since he was a child, and he has practiced the ability to write who looks like whom. Now seeing Ding Xiangui writing, he only focuses on the movement of Ding Xiangui's writing, secretly speculating in his heart, and only wants to learn Ding Xiangui's handwriting as soon as possible.

When Ding Xiangui finished writing the words, he saw Yan Ci engrossed in his own words. He couldn't help but feel a little happy, and explained aloud, "I am not talented. I have always liked Liuzhou Liu Yunqing's Qiutang style, and often I copied it and practiced hard, but now I am showing my ugliness, I hope Master Yan will not make a joke."

Yan Ci stood up and nodded slightly. This Qiutang style is not as good as a ten-year-old child, but Yan Ci still nodded with a smile, "No wonder people at the time said that Mr. Ding's calligraphy is powerful in the sky and has a strong character. I saw it today. , as expected.”

"Oh?" Na Ding Xiangui's eyes lit up, and he asked with a smile, "Could it be that in Beijing, some people say that writing is good?"

Yan Ci slightly raised his eyes to look at Ding Xiangui and said, "Master Ding is too modest. The capital is less than a hundred miles away from Yunzhou. Let alone me and other civil servants, even the emperor has heard a little about Mr. Ding's talent and learning."

Nading Xiangui heard what Yan Ci said.Putting his palms together, he sighed, "Amitabha, I, Ding Xiangui, today, I am known as the world's ignorant with my talents. It is indeed the blessing of the Bodhisattva, the blessing of the Bodhisattva."

Yan Ci smiled, seeing that the ink was almost dry, he smiled and said, "Master Ding wrote the signature, but he hasn't stamped his private seal yet, so please Master Ding to complete it."

"It's easy to say. It's easy to say." Ding Xiangui's heart was as sweet as honey, so he didn't think about it anymore, took out his private seal from his arms, and stamped it seriously under the inscription.

Seeing that everything was ready, Yan Ci turned to Yuan Jie and said, "Quickly take Master Ding's calligraphy away. Go back and frame it carefully, and place it in my residence."

"Yes." Yuan Jie looked respectful, and quickly rolled up the word.

Yan Ci poured another glass of wine, handed it to Ding Xiangui and said, "I'm sorry..."

Ding Xiangui loves to be arty and elegant, seeing Yan Cisheng's handsome appearance and gentle manner, he quickly took the wine glass and put on a gentle appearance, saying, "It's my honor to write for Lord Yan. It's an honor." After finishing speaking , and drank the wine in one gulp.Then he said, "Since your lord has come here, I will prepare a little wine for you, and please show me your favor."

Yan Ci clasped his fists and said, "Master Ding is the host. I really shouldn't refuse, but I must be an imperial envoy, and I have never been in an official office at the moment. It is really inappropriate to meet you here in private. For the sake of your reputation."

As Yan Ci said, he looked back at the calligraphy and painting in Yuan Jie's hand and the mahogany box that Ding Xiangui pushed out at first.Said, "I'd better go back as soon as possible."

Seeing that Yan Ci was covering up a lot, that dignitary thought it was Yan Ci who acted thoughtfully, and hurriedly said, "Look, look at my memory, it's because of my negligence, please wait a moment, I'll let the store prepare the sedan chair go."

"Thank you." Yan Ci thanked again.

Ding Xiangui looked around in the room, the beautiful woman just now had already left the room to pack his pen and ink, so he had to leave the private room to help Yan Ci prepare the sedan chair.

At this moment, only Yuan Jie and Yan Ci were left in the private room, Yuan Jie asked softly. "My lord. Do you want to..."

Yan Ci shook his head lightly, and Yuan Jie immediately shut up and remained silent.

The sedan chair that Ding Xiangui prepared for Yan Ci was much more spacious than when he came here. Yan Ci sat in the sedan chair and opened the mahogany box, only to see about a handful of cat's eye green and night pearls. It is impossible to expose Ding Xiangui's crimes.

After returning to the inn, Yan Ci asked Yuan Jie to bring some food to the room, then opened the words and began to describe them carefully. When the next morning, Yan Ci took a letter and showed it to Yuan Jie, "Look Look, it doesn't look like it."

Yuan Jie looked at the characters and saw that he and Ding Xiangui wrote the characters as if they were writing alone, so he couldn't help nodding his head and praised, "Your Excellency's ability to imitate characters can really be confused with the real ones."

Yan Ci made up his mind and said, "It's because the fake can be confused with the real one, so I'm afraid it will be dangerous." Yan Ci sighed softly as he spoke, and then said, "I can only be cautious in every step."

Yuan Jie clasped his fists and said, "Don't worry, my lord, I will protect your safety to the death."

Yan Ci smiled and said nothing, it was strange to say that ever since he knew that Yuan Jie was Du Zijin's person, he had quite a lot of trust in him.

Yan Ci questioned himself in his heart more than once.Why, even though she was being used and played by that person, she still maintained an indescribable trust in him.

On the second day, after Yan Ci got up and washed up, according to the rules of the imperial envoys, he was fanned for quiet avoidance and changed into official uniforms. Seeing that Ding Xiangui led a kind of official messenger, he greeted him at the gate of the state government early.

Seeing Yan Ci's arrival, they knelt down one after another, "The next official, Ding Xiangui, the prefect of Yunzhou, led the government servants of this state to welcome the imperial envoy of the emperor. Long live my emperor, long live long live."

Yan Ci's eyebrows and eyes were faint, and he glanced at Ding Xiangui who was kneeling on the ground, and said, "Yan is patrolling the sky on behalf of the sky, but he cares about the sufferings of the people in Yunzhou, there is no need to do those empty rituals, everyone, get up."

Only then did Ding Xiangui thank you again and again, led the crowd to get up from the ground, and said, "My lord, please come inside."

Yan Ci nodded slightly, and said, "Hmm..."

Only then did he enter the Yamen of the state government together with everyone else, Yan Ci took his seat and said, "Is there a trial today?"

Ding Xiangui bowed and said, "My lord, the area is quite peaceful. It has been several months and there are no cases to try."

Even in the middle of Beijing, at the foot of the emperor, in a place rich and beautiful, there will not be a case that can be tried for several months. Yan Ci can't help but secretly speculate in his heart. If it is not that the case is suppressed, it is that the people have grievances, but dare to anger dare not speak.So there will be nothing for a few months.

Yan Ci smiled and said, "Master Ding is indeed good at governing the people. When I return to Beijing next time, I will definitely say a few good words to the emperor."

"Thank you, my lord." Because there were other yamen servants beside him, Ding Xiangui was doing quite well at the moment.

Yan Ci smiled and said, "Since that's the case, my lord should show me the household registration of Yunzhou and the household registration of farmers farming in the past three years."

Ding Xiangui saw that Yan Ci's face was as usual, and he remembered all that happened yesterday, thinking that Yan Ci was just a formality, so he smiled and said, "Of course, my lord, wait for a while, and the next official will send someone to fetch it for you."

Sure enough, within the time for a cup of tea, a yamen servant came over with a thick pile of files. Yan Ci squeezed his eyebrows and said, "There are so many, I'm afraid I won't be able to see them for a while. If Mr. Ding doesn't mind Can you allow me to take all these files back to the post office, and I will return them tomorrow."

Ding Xiangui looked at the mountain of files, if he went back to read it carefully, don't say that he would return it tomorrow, he might not be able to return it in the next day, so he secretly speculated that Master Yan was too lazy to look through it and just asked for the things, tomorrow If you come up again, naturally you have seen it. Thinking of this, Ding Xiangui couldn't help laughing, "Of course, of course." Fu also pretended to ask, "Just be careful, my lord, don't lose anything. .”

"That's natural." Yan Ci nodded in agreement.

For a while, Ding Xiangui sent people to send the dossier to the posthouse where Yan Ci was temporarily staying, and now he accompanied Yan Ci to talk about many customs and customs.For a while, he looked like a capable general.

At noon, Yan Ci refused Ding Xiangui's hospitality on the grounds that the post house had food, and hurried back to the post house with everyone.Ask Yuan Jie and another literate servant to check the file together.

After a while, Yuan Jie pointed to one of them and said, "Look, my lord."

Yan Ci took the booklet in his hand, and saw that there were three households in Yunzhou 620 last year, and each household paid a bucket of grain tax.

Silver tax hangs.He couldn't help shaking his head secretly, "There was a disaster in Yunzhou last year, and the imperial court already exempted most of the taxes. I don't think it's still so high."

Yuan Jie said, "My lord, this is just the bottom of the accounting book, and it is inevitable that there will be deviations. Tomorrow, the villain will go to inquire and find out how much taxes the imperial court has collected."

Yan Ci nodded slightly, "That's fine. Besides, if any household has something embarrassing, just listen to it. I always feel that it's not normal to have no case for several months."

"Yes." Yuan Jie clasped his fists together, "The villain understands."

Yan Ci didn't say any more, just continued to check the thick record book.