Chapter 8 Feng Zhang ()

After hitting the stick, the yamen runner immediately reached out to help him up and apologized in a low voice, "Master Xiao Maocai, we are not intentionally offending, it is really the county magistrate's love for you."

He turned his eyes and looked at the "mirror hanging high" in the hall, then looked at the ground, and looked around again and again, which made the yamen runners next to him wonder, could this light and trick the little husband Zheng into being confused?

At this time, Chen County Zun's friend walked over and saw that he was not dressed, so he coughed twice. Zheng Guofan then realized his reaction, his face flushed, and quickly pulled up his pants and tied his silk ribbon. The friend then smiled, then turned his body and gave up the emperor of the county and county Zun out.

Zheng Xiaoguan bowed to the ground, "I...student...thank you teacher." Of course, the county magistrate of this county could not go to Daxing County to teach those students, but in name, all the scholars in Daxing County were considered his disciples.

Chen Bang reached out and pulled him up, "No need to thank me, you are the one who is brave enough to decide." As he said that, he took his hand and walked out of the county government.

When he walked out of the county government gate, there were crowds of people outside. The sun was sunny, and it was shining on Zheng Guofan's head. He couldn't help but cover his forehead with his hands. He looked at the people on the street. Some of them were born and raised here, and these neighbors... Even in the Ming Dynasty, I was Zheng Guofan, a student in Daxing County?

Facing the window of the county government gate, Fan Wu from the upper floor pulled up the window sash and felt embarrassed to lean over and say sarcastic words. The county master sent the people out, so what else would he say?

After a moment of silence, the people on the street applauded each other, mixed with flattery like "the master of the great master" and "the master of the sky". They smiled at Zheng Guofan's arm. This was his purpose of sending Zheng Guofan to the county yamen.

The so-called "Thirty-year-old Ming Jing, fifty-year-old Jinshi", he passed the Jinshi in his thirties and did not dare to compare with the former cabinet elder Zhang Juzheng who was in his early twenties. However, he was also a pride of heaven. After ten years, he still became a county magistrate of Beijing County. The officialdom was aging. Now he knows how to raise hope and be honest, but these have a big premise, and others know that they have done good deeds. Others don't know, but they have a good reputation.

While enjoying the applause of Li Shu, he thought: This case may not be praised by the superiors for being praised for its character, hum! That wife Wenren did a great help. If she hadn't asked someone to take off Zheng Guofan's pants, I might not have dared to make a decision so quickly.

If Mr. Shen was known by Zheng Guofan, he would be afraid of being scolded by a slander, but he could not say that this magistrate Chen was not good. At this moment, everyone in the Ming Dynasty wanted to be a clear stream and curse the emperor, but not many people actually did things. Although Chen Bang was infected with the habits of the officialdom, he was willing to do things. In fact, this person who left a famous name in history and was called the world's first official in the world of open and transparent government affairs by later generations. He posted all the income and expenditure of the county government on the sign outside the county government office. He even remembered clearly how many wood and some brushes he had broken.

After enjoying the applause from the people under the rule for a long time, Mr. Shen let go of Zheng Guofan's arm and pressed his hands with thunder. The applause like thunder stopped. Then he signaled to his friend behind him. The friend immediately handed over a few ingots of silver. He took it and stuffed the silver into Zheng Guofan's hands.

With a kind smile on his face, he said to Zheng Guofan: "This silver is to commend you for your pure local customs..."

Zheng Guofan was very clear in his heart, thinking that the officials were really good at acting. It seems that no matter which dynasty or dynasty, the officials of the Celestial Empire were all actors!

After thinking about it, he reached out to refuse, "Thank you, my father..." He changed his name. This is not as appropriate as calling the teacher in the county government just now. It is both appropriate to be reasonable and reasonable. At this time, there are crowds of people on the streets, but they cannot call it that way. First, respect, and second, calling the teacher makes people feel that the case is suspected of favoritism.

When he changed his name, Chen Bang's eyes lit up, huh? Then he nodded slightly. This is a smart child.

His voice was clear and beautiful when he said to the old father's platform. In fact, the curse of Fan Poetry was not correct at all. Zheng Guo's fur had not grown a single hair, and he had not even changed his voice. The whole street calmed down and he heard the statement of the clear and beautiful voice.

"...Thank you, my father." Zheng Guofan bent down and gave a deep gift, "I can't ask for this money for late school."

"Why is this?"

Zheng Guofan pondered for a while, "Laofutai, I stood in the county yamen for a morning and thought about a lot of things. I suddenly realized something under the stick. I wrote a poem and wanted to ask Laofutai for guidance."

As he said that, he knelt down into the county government, bowed his hands high, and then slowly put them down, but he gave a big gift. Mr. Shen, Chen, frowned slightly, after all, as a Jinshi, vaguely knew what he meant. Is this... worshipped by his mother?

"If life is just like the first meeting, why does the autumn wind make a sad painting fan? It changes easily but the hearts of old friends, but it says that the hearts of old friends are changing easily. The words of Mount Li will be halfway through the night, and the bells of the night will never complain. How can you be as lucky as a man in a brocade clothes and wish to join the branches on the same day?"

His clear voice echoed, and his voice was very nice. The meaning of this word is simple and can be read. Even if he doesn't understand the allusions, he can read one or two of them.

I was silent for a moment, and some of them knew the details couldn't help but praise them in my heart.

As a scholar in Zheng Guofan, he only knelt on the heaven, earth, and the king and the elders of the emperor, but now he kneeled on the girl who painted the fan. The head of the girl painted the fan appeared in the county government. As for murder, it may be difficult to understand in later generations, but at this moment, it is a clear law. Therefore, even if there are a few old ladies who sympathize with the fan, when they see him kneeling, the slightest sympathy for the fan was kneeling away. Where can I find such a affectionate and righteous little official? I had to sigh that the girl painted the fan has no blessing. If I wait for a few years, my hair will grow out. Yours will always be yours. Why should I hook up with others and become a traitor, and I will be happy, but my life will be ruined in the end.

The idle man Tang San asked Master Gao beside him: "Master, this poem is Zheng Xiaoguan... No, does Zheng Xiaogong complain about the painting fan changing his mind?"

Dongfan glared at him, "This is Mulan's remark, it's a pity, it's not a complaint. Didn't you see him giving a big gift just now? Do you think we just wait for the seeds of study to kneel down?"

Tang San laughed apologetically, "Teacher, don't blame me, I'm not reading much."

Master Gao rolled his eyes and said, "You can only recognize words, it's not easy to call me reading." Tang San laughed dryly, "Hehe! Good words, good words."

Chen Bang, who was standing in front of the yamen, opened his eyes wide. Is the word good? The most qualified person here is of course the magistrate who was born in the first jinshi. This word is of course good. Later generations don’t know how many literary young women have fascinated. Of course, it is not called literary young women at this time. Lu Rong, Ye Sheng and other famous scholars specially gave this kind of woman a name, called "dementia literary woman"

Mr. Shen looked around and was amazed. Although Zheng Guofan entered the school at a young age, he was not the best in the county school, nor was he one of the best in the school. The best one was called "Pensheng". The court gave Lumi monthly, which was equivalent to the full scholarship for later generations. Zheng Guofan was just "increased". The court did not give Lumi, but did not expect that this blow would have helped him.

"The young phoenix is ​​clearer than the old phoenix's voice, good." Chen Bang was not stingy with praise, "Although it is a little bit simple, it also has some of the skills of Su Poxian's "Jiangchengzi". This poem can be passed down to future generations only."

After saying that, he felt a little uncomfortable, jealous, envious, and perhaps a little bit. The so-called establishment of morality, meritoriousness, and speech are the foundation of Confucianism. Although he was a Jinshi, in a few hundred years, who would know who he was the Jinshi in the late Jiajing year? On the contrary, Zheng Xiaoguan, who had just been stripped off his pants and looked at his snow-white cock and insulted him into "white jade", might be because of this poem.

Zheng Guofan stood up, turned around and gave a gift to Chen Bang, "Thank you for your praise." Then he bowed to the street sideways. The monks on the street dared not accept his gift. So the men bent down one after another, all the women were blessed, some of whom were soft and polite, and even knelt down on the ground.

The status of scholars in the Ming Dynasty was already high. In the song "Mulan" by Zheng Xiaoguan, in the hearts of onlookers, he had risen to the status of descending to the earth in the sky. He received a gift from Master Wenquxing, which would be a long life.

When Chen Bang saw him, he couldn't help but praise him again in his heart, "This kid has a very ancient style."

"Uncles, aunts, brothers and sisters, please listen to me. When I was nine years old, my sister Huafan was bought into my house. In name, it was my daughter-in-law who was waiting for the New Year. At that time, my father was weak. There was only an old family member and a servant who was similar to me in the grade. My sister Huafan had been supporting this family. When I was studying, my sister Huafan served me... When I entered school last year, my father thought that Huafan was not worthy of my county school student, so he hurriedly gave us a gift to welcome us. My sister Huafan went out of the door, walked two steps on the street before coming back, and invited the neighbor next door to have a banquet of five millimeters of silver..."

He revealed his own shortcomings. Not only did everyone blame him, but he felt that he admitted that, especially when it comes to the banquet of five millimeters, almost everyone felt sorry for him and the girl Huafan. Five millimeters, what can you do in the territory of one government and two counties? It was about a plate of dried fruit, a few meat buns, and half a bottle of water-stuffed wine. No wonder the fan wanted to steal people, and this little official was pitiful.

"...When I learned that Sister Huafan was compatible with others, I was sad and angry, but now I regret it very much. Perhaps Sister Huafan was in a bad mood, but no matter what, Sister Huafan was very pitiful... I hope that all uncles, aunts, brothers and sisters, when talking about my Sister Huafan, I will show mercy. I would like to thank you here." After Zheng Guofan finished speaking, he gave another deep gift.

Everyone on the street returned the gifts, and some people shouted loudly: "Mr. Zheng Xiaogong, don't worry, we are not unconsciences. In fact, this matter is all caused by no money. Just take the money the master gave you." The rest of the people answered.

Zheng Guofan shook his head. No matter what, he said, he should comfort the innocent girl. What a big deal to do in future generations! No matter whether it is an extramarital affair or a mistress, he will never be guilty of death. If he received the money, he would never feel at ease.

He bowed to Chen Bang again, then turned around and left the county government, and the onlookers made way for him.

Mr. Shen looked at the boy's back and felt aroused, "Zheng Guofan, I will give you a letter to you!"

Most of the words "大" must be found after the crown, but he wrote a Mulan poem, which in theory was considered a famous scholar, and it is reasonable to give the elder a word "大" to him.

Zheng Guofan turned around and bowed, "Please give me the words to you."

"The country is a barrier for the country. The so-called "the best is to worship the zhang, and the next is to attack the zhang. Your voice is like a young phoenix, so just call Feng Zhang!"

"I thank my father for giving me some words in late school." He bowed to the ground, then turned around and left.

When he walked to the street, he suddenly paused, his face turned red, and he gritted his teeth and said to himself: Damn, I'm cheating! I was teased by the magistrate Chen.

"The Book of Songs. Xiaoya" says: He gave birth to a man, a bed, a dress, and a slap. This is the source of the joy of having a son, a happy slap. Zhang is jade, which is clearly a teasing him, a group of women took off his pants, and the phoenix is ​​a phoenix, which obviously means that he has not changed his voice yet.

But the word is chosen related to the meaning of his name. As long as he does not say what happened to him by a group of old ladies in court, no matter who it is, he has to praise the word for getting good, with a source and an allusion.

He stomped his feet angrily. There were really no good people in Hongtong County, and those who were officials were indeed cunning.

Mr. Shen, who gave him the words, was walking in the county government at this moment, smiling proudly. Boy, don’t look at your wonderful hand and get a good lyric. Even if you pass the Jinshi and become a cabinet, you have to be honest when you meet me, Mr. Shen. Who calls you Fengzhang? Hehehehe!

The friend next to him said, "Why did Dongweng laugh?"

Chen Bang was proud, and he shook his official sleeves and did not answer his questions. He laughed, "If life was just like the first meeting... the young phoenix is ​​clearer than the old phoenix's voice... hahaha!"
Chapter completed!