Chapter 228: The Great Mean (Part 1)

I didn't smash it on someone, and I saw a few women all fell to the side. But when the big stick fell, it still made a scary sound.

Cui Xian didn't know, frightened, and asked weakly: "Is this the home of the new magistrate?"

It is hard to say that the little official in his family knows that he is a gentle person and will not be so fierce. Could it be that the people next door pointed to the wrong place?

Zheng Lang has come out.

Cui Xian was so angry that she said, "Official, how did you greet me?"

Zheng Lang laughed and said, "I'll forgive you." Then he looked behind her. In addition to Huan'er, there were five Weaver Girls, all brought from Zhengjiazhuang, and they all met. There were also two servants of the Cui family, some luggage, and several spinning wheels. He said, "Why are you here now?"

It's too early to keep filial piety for one year.

"Go in and say."

Some people have already watched, and Cui Xian is still wearing mourning clothes, but she cannot cover her national beauty. Some people are amazed: "The young lady of the top scholar is so beautiful."

"That's right, can the young lady of the 1st Yuan Gong be not beautiful?"

Uncle Lu San also gave a tribute. He was not an ordinary servant, and Zheng Lang could not regard him as an ordinary servant and became a steward in this industry. Therefore, it was clear that Zheng Lang's training of several students made him grind his teeth, not hatred, but speechless. Teaching questions, teaching work, and teaching... governing the country and the people, he trained not several prime ministers, but several wise ministers who have passed through the ages. In his letter to Lu Yijian, Uncle Lu San said this implicitly.

It is amazing to train Sanlangjun like this. He may be better than you in the future and is comparable to Dalu's grandson (Lu Mengzheng).

This letter would make Lu Yijian and his wife happy, but Uncle Lu knew in his heart that there might be more than four prime ministers in this school. How much success the Yan family's boy can have depends on his efforts in the future.

The four ministers of a family may be all famous ministers of the same generation. If you change your own grandson, you must respect it.

After the ceremony, he glanced at Cui Xian, wearing a mourning clothes, and a three-inch tall shell bun, which is a young woman bun. He could be weaved, but even though something happened on the wedding night, the wedding ceremony was completed. The bun was just a little shorter. He didn't know the reason, because Zheng Lang accidentally said to her that he didn't like those tall shell buns, so he woven shorter.

With thin lips, a pair of beautiful and savage eyes, a slim figure, a very standard beauty. He said to himself, no wonder there were so many storms, and he had to be cautious if he had such a daughter.

Jiang Xing'er and Si'er also came to salute and asked Cui Xian to help her up.

My husband liked them and gave in. He spoke to the two women in a gentle tone. After finishing politely, he sat down and asked again, "Why do you want to beat the concubine?"

Then he was furious.

"It's not that you want to hit you," Zheng Lang briefly said the story.

"That's simple, you'll take over."

"Seal now?"

"Yes, although the case happened before you took over, the court system does not allow you to take over the previous case. Why can't you take over?" Cui Xian said. In terms of wisdom and experience, she is not as good as Zheng Lang. No matter how smart she is, she is only so old.

It is not as good as in terms of knowledge, and it is not as good as in terms of knowledge. When it comes to the commanding heights of problems, don’t talk about her that no one in the entire Song Dynasty had the ability of Zheng Lang. Sima Guang, Wang Anshi, and now Lu Yijian, Pang Ji, and Fan Zhongyan were not good.

But there is one thing, Cui Xian beats Zheng Lang. The officialdom!

Cui Youjie strictly said that he was one of the thousands of people who were fighting for the Song Dynasty. He might have been fighting for the prefectures near Tokyo City to serve as a magistrate, and he was also very capable.

Cui Xian was more familiar with the inside story of the officialdom than Zheng Lang after hearing and witnessing it.

There are two more people who can do it, Sima Guang and Lu Gong, but these two were a good baby when they were young and worked hard in their studies. The tutors of both sides did not teach any official experience. They should have, but they no longer have wisdom.

If these people are combined together, if they really want to pk, Lu Yijian may not have the upper hand if he does not play a strong network of relationships. However, he is not familiar with the officialdom, which is precisely the biggest weakness of the people in this industry.

Cui Xian came and immediately made up for it, and said, "As soon as you express your opinion, there will be more people complaining about, and there are some unfair things in each state and each county. If you suffer from grievances from your own perspective, but from the perspective of others, you may not be wronged. But you give them hope that when such cases come, the magistrates of each county will definitely not deal with them, and then they will continue to sue them in the prefecture. Wang Zhizhou will not say a few days, and he will not want to hand over for several months. Do officials want to see this result?"

Zheng Lang definitely didn't want to choose the six tigers of the Zhang family, but he only chose a chicken that is about to be a monkey. Without the six tigers of the Zhang family, he would also choose the five tyrants of the Zhu family, the seven leopards of the Cao family, etc. He always had to find a chicken. Zhang family, six tigers of the Zhang family are tragic ghosts. If Zheng Lang met, then they would be them.

But Zheng Lang didn't want the situation to expand.

Cui Xian said again: "Zhizhou Wang is an official with mixed qualifications. This mentality destined to be a peacemaker. He would not act recklessly in his past. He was not like you..."

Unlimitedly shy and a little admired, she admired her husband's behavior very much. She usually acted tepidly and slowly, but once she did it, she was decisive and decisive. Zhang Chi had the right to say that the Eight Kings would become yin! Should I ask about how it was yin another day, why did I not think it out?

"Even if he wants to handle the matter quickly in order to complete the handover, because of his previous practices, the people were neglected, and the cats of the Zhang family... hilarious..." Cui Xian mentioned the cat and couldn't help but be happy. The word "officials" was well used, and said, "It may not be convinced. It will be delayed for a long time. To the official, it is not beautiful. As long as you hand over it quickly, the cats of the Zhang family... hilarious... I am afraid that you will confess quickly. The power has also been established, and the official can establish kindness and virtue."

For Cui Xian, he would not talk about the Confucian mean and benevolence and righteousness, only success and failure. He was different from Cui Youjie, who was gentle in character and did not look like Xu, who was short-sighted and philanthropist. Cui Xian merged the two excellent genes and became a true utilitarian.

Zheng Lang was ridiculous, but he had to admit that what she said was reasonable. Suddenly, he looked at the people around him. Jiang Xing'er was a book-boy, Si'er was a little confused, Sima Guang was black-bellied, Wang Anshi was stubborn, Lu Gong was gentle, Yan Rong was honest, and Cui Xian's utilitarianism, almost no normal human beings were there.

He smiled angrily and amusedly, and asked, "Why are you here?"

He held Zheng Lang's hand and pulled it into the room.

The two are husband and wife, so there is no need to avoid any more taboos.

When he came to the room, Cui Xian said, "Short after you left Zhengzhou, something bad happened. The princes suddenly sent someone to come and told my father that as long as my family wants, they will marry me as a princess, and then beg the emperor to give you a good son."

"Who is it?"

"I haven't said that prince."

"This is strange..." Zheng Lang said. It was not the Tang Dynasty, but the princesses in the Song Dynasty were not worth much, and they were even less valuable than the Tang Dynasty. It was even possible that good scholars would not marry them, and the sergeants and doctors in the court would not allow them to marry them. For example, if a princess took a fancy to Zheng Lang and Zhao Zhen asked Zheng Lang to marry them, then the court would be quarreled. Your Majesty, why are you doing? If you want to abandon a pillar of the country? If you marry the princess, you can't directly participate in politics. So some princesses can only marry a businessman.

Similarly, the princess is not worth much. What else can she have besides a noble name? She raises a precious pig in a captive position and has no right to participate in politics. Besides, she is not Zhao Zhen’s brother. Just look at the situation of the Eight Kings Zhao Yuanyan and you will know. You will stay in your door and don’t go out!

One is the smallest three-yuan with a bright future, and the other is the prince who is in name only. If the mother-in-law is alive, he knows how to do this multiple-choice question. Also, the two have become married, and there is no special situation. Who would have ruined this marriage?

It was unreasonable for these princes to propose this marriage proposal.

Cui Xian said: "My father also asked, and the manager replied that he saw me when he was in the capital and was obsessed with me day and night. So he came to Caizhou and it was difficult to ask. His Majesty sent someone to call them back and asked them before leaving. If you agree, you think of a solution, and if you don't agree, it's fine."

"Beijing?"

"I also want to go out and take a look, but I didn't expect... you should think that you have married a beautiful woman and come back," Cui Xian finished speaking, and her eyes flew out again, a little proud.

At this time, the beauty of beauty is two different words. One is "Book of Han. Biography of Empress Xiao Xucheng" and the other is "Biography of Zhao Feiyan". The derogatory meaning is not as serious as it was later.

Zheng Lang looked at Cui Xian again. It was also possible that his wife had a good appearance. If she was a lustful person, she might "think day and night". But this matter was not that simple. Why did a certain prince see Cui Xian and fall in love with Cui Xian again. What glorious role did Gao Yane play in the middle?

But there was a reason I finally figured out why Zhao Yun let these three "Qingliu" princes wrap up with Zhao Yundi and came to Shangcai, probably to help the prince achieve his wish.

Who is this passionate seed?

Cui Xian said again: "My father and I were afraid of being troublesome, so I quietly packed my luggage, left Caizhou, and came to your house, brought some looms and five weaver girls. I gave them some money and asked them to come to Jiangnan together to teach the weaving skills of the women in your state. I have heard of it at home and at your house. There are many raw silks in Jiangnan, but their skills are not as good as Shandong, Hebei, and Henan. It is also a political achievement for you."

"This is a good idea." Zheng Lang praised.

"I also have many textile techniques and good craftsmanship. If I took the women in your state to teach them their skills personally, would they thank you?"

Zheng Lang smiled and it seemed that it would be good if a smart person uses his intelligence right.

"Are you grateful to me?"

"grateful."

“How to thank me?”

Looking at the door of the room and staring at her seductive lips, Zheng Lang walked over, forced her into his arms, gave a deep kiss, and put his tongue into Choi Xian's mouth. Choi Xian was Yunying's body, opening up the love between men and women, but she had never tasted the taste of men and women.

After a deep kiss, my body had already softened. I responded randomly with my lilac tongue in confusion. My eyes closed and my mouth made a few moans: "Well...well."

After his lips loosened, Zheng Lang reached into his sweaty clothes with his hand. While stroking the soft bread, he gently fiddled on the small cherry and said, "How about thanking me like this?"

"You are a frivolous concubine."

"It is natural for the official to be careless. The young lady of the Cui family will not accept this."

Cui Xian woke up, hit him, and said, "How can I meet someone later? I will announce... lustfulness during the day, not good."

However, under Zheng Lang's caress, his heart beats violently, his body becomes softer, his whole body is hot, and he leans softer on Zheng Lang's wrist.

He also said: "No, although I avoid trouble, I came early, but my biological mother died, and I have to keep the filial period for one year. A year later, it is wrong. I will give you only ten months later. If you don't want it...not... okay." Finally, it sounds like a mosquito, getting lighter and lighter.

"But I promised that this winter, Jiang Xing'er and Si'er will warm the bed for me."

"No..." I suddenly stopped, and I couldn't make trouble. The officials did a good job. Until now, the two maids didn't move. It was not easy. They stared at Zheng Lang and said, "I'm here to warm the bed with you. How many people are on the bed, what can you do?"

"Where are you here?" Zheng Lang's eyes looked forward to that scene. I'm really looking forward to it.

Thinking of this, my hand slid down.

"Yeah...whether...well...no...well...well...shaming." After saying that, Cui Xian's body fell down.

It really doesn't work. If you don't let go, nothing can happen. Zheng Lang proudly let her go, helped her sit on the chair, and asked, "Why is it so fast?"

"I took my man and a loom to board the boat. From Cai River to Bian River, I got ashore from Songzhou, from land to Luzhou, and from Luzhou to Luzhou, I hired a ship again to go down to Feishui, Chaohu, and Ruxu River. The trip was a little harder, and I took a shortcut, but the speed was faster."

"So that's it, I'll go out and arrange it."

"Well," Choi Xian's body was soft at this time, and her clothes were messed up by Zheng Lang. She blushed and sweated profusely. If she didn't clean up, it would be difficult to get out, and then she said: "Come here."

Wiping Zheng Lang's fingers with his sleeves, he said shyly: "Where can't be touched?"

"You don't understand, this is the joy of the boudoir," Zheng Lang laughed and walked out.

I squeezed it first, and then settled down and re-arranged it. However, I don’t have to buy a house, rent a few houses, and let a few Weaver Girls live there. Now it’s time to teach silk and mahjong. After autumn, they will leave Taipingzhou.

Suddenly, Cui Xian was very good, why didn’t he think of it? It was not that he had a bigger target, tens of thousands of acres, hundreds of thousands of acres of large dikes, and a large commercial port...

Zheng Lang started the handover, and there were still a few days left.

Check accounts one by one and count official documents.

When the news spread, more people complained.

It is called the Zhang family's six tigers, which has done many bad things. The family is big and the business is big. Two small ditches have more than 1,000 acres of land, occupying more than 1,000 acres of lakes and a large silk workshop. But the steps have not stopped. The six brothers in the family are very satisfied with their property. Six people are a piece of it. How many can the family be left?

Therefore, if we continue to annex, the six brothers cannot do martial arts. There are not many people in the south who practice martial arts. However, in Hebei, Hedong, Shaanxi, many people practice martial arts. But the victory is that they do not know martial arts, and the people do not know martial arts. In addition to annexation, there are other bad things, such as occupying some small property, tree mulberry trees, vegetable fields, house bases, or beating villagers, teasing good women, insulting, disrespecting elders in the clan, etc.
To be continued...