When Wang Fulin came out of Zhang's Grand Secretary's Mansion, the sun had already set, which was exactly when most people had dinner. However, the Dashamao Hutong was still lively, and there were not fewer people than when he came before. Knowing that his uninvited guest might have disrupted Zhang Juzheng's arrangements for meeting people, he could only apologize to those who were waiting in line in his heart, and then quickly got on the horse and left without any intention of staying here. However, as soon as he rode out of the entrance of the alley, he was suddenly stopped.

"Wang Fulin!"

Since he called the word "大", there are more and more people who know him, but fewer and fewer people who call him their name directly. Even Zhang Juzheng or his immediate boss Chen Hou will mostly call him the word "大" in front of him. Therefore, when he heard such a whirring voice, he saw that it was a carriage and was stunned. Then he saw that the curtain in front of him was lifted high, revealing a familiar face.

"Hey, don't you recognize me? Hangzhou Beixinguan!"

The memory of seven years ago suddenly surged up, so that Wang Fulin couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, then laughed and said, "So it's Eunuch Zhang! We have never seen you again since you were transferred from Hangzhou. Are you back to Beijing?"

"Yes, I've been eating sand in Ningxia for several years and finally got back." Zhang Ning's carriage was very simple, and his dress was also very simple. "I just returned to the capital today, and I don't even care about returning home. I'm going to pay a visit to Eunuch Feng. Are you coming out of the Prime Minister's House?"

After taking a look at the grand occasion of cars and sedans in the alley, Zhang Ning suddenly thought of the rumors he had heard outside. Although it could be said that it was a friendship of sharing weal and woe, after many years, in places like the capital, civil servants and eunuchs could have private exchanges, but they both maintained a certain limit on the surface, so he immediately laughed and said, "It's not early, and I think you are in a hurry to go back. I'll finish the matter and send you a post and see you back."

However, when Wang Fulin replied with a few polite words, Zhang Ning said with some regret before leaving and putting down the curtain: "In a flash, you are thriving, and I am old!"

Wang Fulin understood Zhang Ning's thoughts. When he first met, he was a eunuch who was in charge of the taxation power of Hangzhou Beixin Customs, but he was just a young scholar. Now seven years have passed. Although Zhang Ning has returned to Beijing, he is still not young after all. Whether to continue wandering around for foreign affairs or stay in Beijing to find a good seat is all difficult to say, but he is steadily in the Censorate. Even if the real situation cannot be regarded as the rise and fall of one another, he will inevitably feel sad, right?

When the two sides said goodbye and parted, he continued to ride the horse slowly, he remembered that he had just tactfully expressed Wang Xijue's advice, and then expressed Wang Xijue's intention to go back to his hometown to visit relatives. Zhang Juzheng's obviously ugly face. He could have taken more roundabout, indirectly, and even instigated others to help Wang Xijue, but he still chose to roll his sleeves. One of the reasons was that he hoped that Wang Xijue would also let Zhang Juzheng listen. Whether he could listen or not was one thing, and whether he could hear it was another.

As for himself, confessing Xiaobei's life experience was just to avoid potential risks. Because he had made so many things clear to Zhang Juzheng before, and even including the faint appeal of Emperor Wanli, he didn't care about Xiaobei's little inside story that had long become a thing of the past, and it can be said that apart from the common gossip, it is not worth mentioning.

Just like Zhang Ning was once the number one figure in Hangzhou seven years ago, he is now just like Er in the huge capital. He was once famous for Governor Hu Zongxian, and now he is just a cup of loess.

Xu Jie, who once made a desperate effort to liquidate Hu Zongxian, has become a thing of the past. Although Zhang Juzheng is not as strong as Gao Gong rehabilitated Hu Zongxian, how much grudges are... Who would have to bothered that he would have to be unable to get along with someone who had been dead for more than ten years?

On the contrary, Wang Xijue and Zhang Juzheng seemed to have given up completely and said a few words in front of him.

"He wants to go back to his hometown to visit his relatives. If he doesn't want to come back after the deadline, he will do whatever he wants. But if he wants to leave, as long as I'm in one day, if someone wants to recommend him to recover, it's a fool! He has a younger brother who was also in the second grade in the palace examination. My brother doesn't know how to praise him, so I don't believe my younger brother is like this!"

Thinking of Zhang Juzheng's obvious furious words, Wang Fulin really wanted to make the Prime Minister sober, but he finally held it back. The brothers of Wang Xijue and Wang Dingjue were not Wang Daokun and his Uncle Wang Fulin, and there was no political enemy like Zhang Siwei. There was no need to leave one in the court as a nail at this time. If Wang Dingjue was a smart person, then it was very likely that your Prime Minister would be promoted like his brother, and he would immediately resign and return home! What a good reputation, brothers would advance and retreat together. Thinking about the beginning, he actually wanted that reputation, but unfortunately his level was a little lower and the enemy was a little more powerful!

It was rare to have a day off, but the two families were running around. When they returned to the door, Wang Fulin felt exhausted and hungry. He threw the reins and entered the gate. When he stepped into the second door and entered the hall along the corridor, he heard Cheng Naixuan's loud voice. He was stunned. You know, this guy clearly went to Liaodong, and even if he came back, he had to meet the saint first, or passed Zhang Juzheng's level before he could go home. But today he was at Zhang Juzheng, but he didn't hear anything about Guangmao or Cheng Naixuan's return to Beijing!

Could it be that Cheng Naixuan missed homesickness and even forgot the rules of returning to Beijing after he got out of the imperial mission?

Just as he was angry and immediately took two steps, he heard a somewhat flattering voice: "I haven't practiced my throat for many years, so please forgive me. The young master Cheng you mentioned has never seen me after all, so I just listen to you, learn a rough idea, and I don't know if it looks like it."

Is it ventriloquy?

Wang Fulin raised his eyebrows all of a sudden. Xiaobei was a little depressed before. When did he get such a good interest? Even the oral skills were brought in? Just when he was suspicious, he heard Xu Yao's gentle and shy voice: "My father-in-law is old, and he is free to raise someone to vent his skills and joke in front of him. Why do you want you to come to Beijing? You just learned all the birds and animals, but you even learned 70% or 80% of the words of your husband. According to you, can you learn all of us? "

"Grandma, after all, the master is in Yangzhou all day long. Raising a thin horse and listening to music in those places is still popular. The young man's unique skill is not a good place. He has offended a master in the Yanyunsi Yamen before. He can't stay in Yangzhou. He is a poor young man and rewarding the young man with a bowl of rice. He originally planned to let the young man go to Huizhou to serve the old lady and his wife, but the old lady and his wife went to Yangzhou. After hearing this young man's unique skill, the old lady was very happy, but the young man could not stay in Yangzhou. She spoke, let the young man go to Beijing to join the young master and his grandmother, and only wanted to eat one bite of food. The young man guarded the door and cleaned, and any chores were fine..."

When Wang Fulin heard that it was Mr. Cheng who specially sent it to the capital, he immediately felt moved. Unlike his unreliable father, Wang Daoyun, Cheng Naixuan's father planned and then acted, otherwise he would not have become a representative figure of the Huigang in Huaiyang salt industry. Even though according to Feng Bao's previous statement, the Hui merchants led by Mr. Cheng suffered a little loss, but he did not think that Mr. Cheng would lose again and again. And such a person who had countless silver coins in every moment would casually give him a good ventriloquy to his son and daughter-in-law a chance to send him a ventriloquy who was good at speaking to his son and daughter-in-law. The possibility was infinitely close to zero.

Moreover, the most critical question Xu Yao asked was that he could learn from everyone’s words, but the other party did not respond positively at all!

Thinking of this, he coughed heavily. When everyone inside knew that he had arrived, he walked in and arrived at the door of the main room. Seeing that Jiayi, who had been teaching Yan's mother himself, had a curtain on him. After he entered the door, he glanced around and found that the stranger in the room was completely different from what he imagined. He turned out to be a middle-aged woman. However, after learning about the past, Naixuan's accent was obviously as slutty as a man. He asked with a smile: "I just heard from outside that Mr. Cheng sent someone?"

"Yes, the young Feng Liu, pay homage to Mr. Wang."

"I just heard you learn from Cheng Naixuan's words outside. I thought people were really back, but I didn't expect that they were not. How could you, a woman, offend the Yanyun Department? Is there no one else in your family?"

Feng Liu was kneeling down and kowtowed. When she heard this question, she carefully straightened her back and replied: "The young man lost his husband and had no children. His only daughter was married and was driven out by his husband's family. She used to be a cook at a master's house in the Yanyunsi. But she didn't know what she shouldn't have heard, so Mr. Cheng planned to send the young man away."

Wang Fulin saw Xu Yao, who was very interested in Feng Liu's family, but his eyebrows were slightly raised at this moment. He was obviously a little taboo about the mistakes made by the woman, so hesitated to keep people. He smiled and said, "Cheng Naixuan went to Liaodong and did not come back. The Cheng family still has two children now, so it is not very convenient to add people. The Wang and Cheng families are like family. You might as well stay with me. Let's talk about the rest when Cheng Naixuan comes back."

"Yes, the younger ones listen to Mr. Wang."

Seeing that Feng Liu had no intention of controversy, Wang Fulin stopped asking. Wang Erniang was very surprised that Wang Fulin rashly intercepted the person who gave to Cheng Naixuan and Xu Yao and his wife. However, Xu Yao looked relieved, while his sister-in-law Xiaobei smiled and didn't take it seriously. She didn't rashly say anything. As Xiaobei said before, this meal was indeed as Xiaobei said before, and they were all marinated one day earlier. Today, they were roasted in the oven, and the portions were enough. Not only could the owners taste the fresh, but even the servants got a little more or less.

As for Feng Liu, who was just a new arrival, she took one of her own thankfully. When she had such a meal, she didn't know how many flattering words she said, and she was working hard to open her mouth. However, Xu Yao didn't like this kind of slick woman who was too good to speak. Fortunately, she was asked by Wang Fulin. When Xiaobei personally sent her back, she couldn't help but whisper: "Although it was my father-in-law's man who sent her, she was very polite, but I always felt that such a person was really unreliable. Please remind your husband to be a little more careful. She would learn from others' words. If there was a big trouble!"

When Xiaobei came back and told Wang Fulin about Xu Yao's words, Wang Fulin smiled and said, "Everyone in the family is more careful now. When Ernie went back just now, he just reminded me of this."

Xiaobei knew that Wang Fulin must have any guesses about Feng Liushi, but what she cares most about now was Wang Fulin's trip. Sure enough, without her asking, Wang Fulin made it clear. While she was relieved that Zhang Juzheng did not care about her little things, she couldn't help but feel a little worried when she heard that Zhang Juzheng really refused to listen to Wang Xijue's advice.

"Are the Prime Minister too stubborn?"

"People who are too interested are often too firm, so it is difficult to listen to other people's opinions." Wang Fulin just tried it with Wang Xijue's words, without having too much expectations. Now that he is indeed the case, he is not disappointed or frustrated. After all, he is already very familiar with Zhang Juzheng. If Zhang Juzheng really reflects on Wang Xijue's words, he will find it strange.

"I won't talk about this, just pass the clear road of your identity. However, before, I just thought that this matter would be over silently. Now it seems that since Wang Xijue can detect it, there will inevitably be other people who will find clues. Instead of waiting for the matter to be solved one by one after another, it would be better to release the true and false news. Now that you are married and have entered the Ye family genealogy, your useless brother can't do anything to you."

Seeing that Xiaobei wanted to speak but stopped, he was obviously worried that this relationship would have an adverse impact on his reputation after passing the road. He smiled and said, "The most important thing is that your father's old guard and those old subordinates of the Zhejiang Army have followed me. Although many people call me a son-in-law, there are inevitably some people who are confused and doubtful. In fact, if it weren't for the fact that Gaoxin Zheng Gong, I would come to write a letter to ask for a posthumous gift to my father-in-law and a funeral sacrifice, that would be the best way for him to be in heaven. Who made him not have a son who has become a good person? Now, if Hu Songqi really heard the wind and had any thoughts, then he would come to ask me."

"Yes, their previous hereditary official position has long been taken away!" Xiaobei's eyes lit up suddenly, but then he sneered angrily, "It's understandable to have a wife and a child, but they share the blessings and have different difficulties. Such a kind of wolf-hearted person should be a civilian for the rest of his life! You have to promise me that this kind of dog must not let him jump around, otherwise I would be sorry for my stepmother and sister in the sky!" (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!