Chapter 166 Du Lingchun

There is collusion between government and businessmen. This statement is not entirely false.At least if you want to develop in one place for a long time, personal connections are indispensable.In Jiangzhou, countless wealthy families have treated Gongsun Zhuoyu to meals and given gifts. The Liu family is a good example.

Gongsun Zhuoyu just thought it was some wealthy family who came to pay homage to the mountain, but the tips of his ears twitched slightly, and he felt that the voice of the man in purple in front of him was a bit familiar, and 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 had broken his head before he died in his previous life. He couldn't think of it for a while, and his brain hurt suddenly when he thought about it.

Gongsun Zhuoyu had no choice but to put it aside for the time being. He looked at Du Lingchun for a moment, and suddenly he had a subtle feeling in his heart: "What's your... name?"

Du Lingchun was startled. He thought Gongsun Zhuoyu would ask "Who is your master?", but he did not expect that the other party would ask such an irrelevant question.He raised his eyebrows slightly, moved his hands in his sleeves, nodded with an unknown meaning and said with a smile: "My surname is Du, and I am named Ling."

Gongsun Zhuoyu asked: "The mausoleum of Lanling Wine Tulip?"

Du Lingchun's smile did not change, but his eyes darkened: "My lord is laughing, but this servant has 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 attend school. Gongsun Zhuoyu also struggled to study when he was a child.

"That's the mausoleum of Lanling. Your name is very nice, but actually I don't know much about reading." Gongsun Zhuoyu showed no contempt and had a good attitude, "Who is your master?"

Du Lingchun glanced at him when he heard this, turned slightly to the side, facing a restaurant: "My master's surname is Yin, he is a silk merchant from the capital. I admire your reputation and would like to invite you to talk."

Gongsun Zhuoyu remained silent.

There was nothing wrong with Du Lingchun's salute just now. At first glance, he looked like a slave.He has not read many books, which shows that his family was poor when he was young.But he was dressed luxuriously and looked careless when he lowered his eyes. He must have a very important position next to his master, and he was a person who climbed from the bottom to the top.

The voice is soft, eunuch?

The Adam's apple is not obvious, and it may be due to purgation since childhood.

But the only people who can be personally served by eunuchs are princes and nobles. In addition, he just said that his master came from the capital. Could it be that in this shabby place like Jiangzhou, some big shot really paid a private visit in disguise?!

Gongsun Zhuoyu thought of his reputation as one of the three evils in Jiangzhou and hissed in his heart. This was not a good thing.In order to confirm his inner guess, he glanced at Du Lingchun's lower body without trace, trying to see some clues, but unfortunately, he found nothing.

Gongsun Zhuoyu could only say: "Thank you master for me, but the food and wine will be waived. Officials must be honest and upright, and must not covet the common people's needles and threads."

Regardless of whether you are 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 from the noodle stall next to him and sat down to wait for the meal to be served.

Du Lingchun rarely met people like Gongsun Zhuoyu in his life. After all, purity and purity were opposites, and the kind of official who hated evil as much as he wanted to serve the people was always a bit annoying.He touched his sleeves with his fingertips and said softly: "As soon as you are introduced to the county magistrate, will you eat such a simple meal?"

Of course Gongsun Zhuoyu wouldn't eat it. He feasted on meat and fish at his house, and even eating without meat didn't taste good.But he still had to keep pretending: "Light tea and light rice are enough. There are many people in the world who don't have enough to eat. Brother Du, do you want to come with us?"

Du Lingchun bowed slightly: "I am just a slave, how dare you sit at the same table with an adult."

Gongsun Zhuoyu didn't care much about this, and pulled him to sit next to him: "There is no such thing as a slave or not. It's okay for others to think you are a slave, but you can't think you are a slave."

After that, he called the waiter and added another bowl of noodles.

When Du Lingchun heard his words, he paused for some reason.After a while, he raised his head, looked at him deeply and said, "My lord, these words are new, but some people are destined to be slaves when they are born, just like the people obey the orders of the officials, and the officials obey the emperor's orders."

If you want to change your life, you have to climb higher by any means possible.

The last sentence was hidden by him.

Gongsun Zhuoyu is a modern man and has never had this idea. He only has countless and inexplicable feelings of superiority: "The people obey the officials because their parents are officials, and the officials obey the emperor because everyone in the world is the son of the emperor."civil."

There is a big difference between subjects and slaves.

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

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

Most literati are aloof and look down on powerful officials.Gongsun Zhuoyu didn't like them before either. He always felt that creatures like eunuchs were yin and yang, and they always liked to make things difficult for you behind your back.But when I remembered that I almost became a eunuch before I died in my previous life, I stopped thinking about it.

Du Lingchun finally spoke: "Sir, 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 was unclear: "If I have a chance another day, I'll invite you next time."

After saying goodbye, he left and turned towards the restaurant opposite.There is a private room on the second floor. There are two inconspicuous guards guarding the room outside. There are also people watching in the dark.Seeing Du Lingchun going upstairs, he cupped his fists and saluted: "Company."

Du Lingchun gave a faint hum and opened the door and went in.Sitting inside was the wealthy businessman and a young man.

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

Du Lingchun bowed slightly, skipped the "slave" conversation, briefly recounted what happened, and finally said: "The slave is incompetent and has failed your Majesty's trust."

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

The emperor remained silent and took a sip of the fine tea: "When I first met him, I thought he was another incompetent person, but I didn't expect that he was not only smart in solving cases, but also caring about the people. It shows that everything cannot be taken at face value. Anyway,A trip to Jiangzhou is not in vain."

Du Lingchun should have said: "It's just that it's dangerous outside the palace, so it's better for Your Majesty to return to the palace as soon as possible."

The emperor said: "I will set off back to the capital in the afternoon. The affairs of the remnants of the previous dynasty will be handed over to the Beijing Law Department to investigate. They can only be killed by mistake and not let go."

If you ask who are the powerful officials in Daye, the first one would be Prime Minister Yan Fu, followed by Du Lingchun, the admiral of Jinglu Department.He entered the palace at a young age and had been waiting for the emperor during his Qianlong period. Later, he performed meritorious service in rescuing the emperor, and was promoted to a noble rank. He was awarded the title of second-grade admiral of Jinglu Division, and was ranked in the court with unlimited honors and favors.

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

On a deeper level, Du Si Gong had a pretty sister who was not only favored by the Holy Emperor, but was also promoted to a noble concubine and gave birth to the second prince. She was like the reincarnation of Daji, and the Holy Emperor was fascinated by her.

The two siblings each occupied half of the former harem.

The Jingglu Department was directly under the jurisdiction of the emperor. In a sense, it was the emperor's eyes and ears. If nothing happened, it would easily lead to dozens or hundreds of lives.No one knows how many innocent souls there are among them, but due to Du Lingchun's cruel and ruthless behavior, they dare not speak out.

Even the civil servants with orthodox backgrounds looked down upon Du Lingchun, and secretly cursed him for his humble background and humble status. However, the emperor favored Du Lingchun so much that he always picked up those pieces of music and put them down gently, without feeling any pain.A few words of scolding passed away.

After all, the food and wine in the wing were not touched much, and the emperor quickly left with a group of guards.Before the second prince left, he didn't know what he thought of, and glanced at Du Lingchun: "Uncle, that day I saw my father criticizing me, and all the civil servants headed by Yan Fu were impeaching you for excluding dissidents and abusing power for personal gain. Should we..."

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

The second prince nodded: "Remember."

Du Lingchun flicked the window edge with his finger. He was indeed as narrow-minded as the rumors said and would take revenge when he wanted: "Those old guys can't live for a few days. Since they said that I exclude dissidents, they can't bear this reputation in vain."

After saying that, he added: "You should return to the capital with the emperor honestly, and don't stretch your hands too far about matters in the court, so as not to arouse suspicion. I will handle it."

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

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

Gongsun Zhuoyu saw that his face was anxious, as if his buttocks were on fire, so he asked aloud: "The bandits on Qingfeng Mountain are coming? How can you be so panic-stricken?"

The housekeeper thought to himself that the bandits on Qingfeng Mountain were not as ruthless as the debt collectors. He held an account book in his left hand and a small abacus in his right hand, and showed it to him with a crackle: "Sir, you went to Man Yue Lou and drank for more than ten days last month.Flower wine, people are coming to your door asking for money, and the cloth merchant from East Street said he made you two fine silk shirts, and..."

Gongsun Zhuoyu was already familiar with this rhetoric and interrupted: "Don't they just want money? Give it to them."

After saying that, he was about to go inside.

Seeing this, the housekeeper nodded subconsciously, realized something was wrong, and quickly stopped the person: "Sir, we don't have enough money!"

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

Butler: "The money in the account is not enough."

Gongsun Zhuoyu came to his senses. He was only in his second year as county magistrate and had not yet made so much money.He turned around and looked at the steward: "Didn't you have a thousand taels left a few days ago? Where's the silver?"

The housekeeper shook his head and settled the accounts for him: "The horse you pulled the cart died, and it was replaced with a high-quality horse according to your wishes. There are also rice, grain and vegetables, the monthly money of the maids and handymen in the house, and then your group ofMaster..."

What boy doesn't have the dream of being a martial arts hero? Gongsun Zhuoyu raised a lot of martial arts masters in his house and studied under them. Hearing this, he asked, "What happened to my masters?"

The housekeeper closed the account book and said with a sad face: "They ate too much. One person has ten steamed buns per meal, which is thirty steamed buns three times a day. Your dozen or so masters will eat 450 steamed buns in one day.Steamed buns, there are 13,500 steamed buns in one month, and white bread is so expensive, how can it withstand such a torment!"

Gongsun Zhuoyu was shocked. He knew that martial arts practitioners consume a lot of energy and have a big appetite, but he didn't expect that he could eat so much.Did he raise a group of masters or a group of losers?!

Gongsun Zhuoyu suddenly felt aggrieved: "I only eat two steamed buns in one meal, but they actually eat ten?!"