The two entered the city from Qihuamen, East Gate and walked west along the street.
The weather is clear today and the cloudless, with a very good view. Zhang Ning can see the tall and magnificent buildings on the imperial city from afar, which is even better than the imperial city in Nanjing. It is easy to find that Emperor Yongle spent a lot of effort to move the capital to Beijing just by looking at a distance.
It seems that the prosperity of commerce and trade along the street is still not as prosperous as that of Nanjing. It is said that Yongle moved wealthy households from all over the country to Shuntian Prefecture in order to avoid the five-year tax incentive, but the economic foundation is obviously not comparable to that in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, and the prosperity of the city has not fully developed.
When Zhang Ning came from Nanjing, he felt that there was less beauty of romance and romance. In addition to the monotonous color around the imperial city, it had a bit of squareness and domineering momentum.
The road surface of Qihuamen Street is wide, with sedan chairs, carriages, horses and donkeys. The most are riding donkeys. Zhang Ning and Luo Moniang walked along the street to the intersection, then turned south and entered Dongsi Pailou South Street. There is a archway at the intersection, so you can know the name by reading.
The more you go south, the more people you get close to the Dengshi, the more shops you have, the more the city is, and the atmosphere is stronger. People speak various local accents. Most of the people here are migrant migrant populations, because there were not many indigenous people before Beijing was promoted to the capital; however, the most popular voice is still Mandarin, which is not much different from Nanjing Mandarin, but it is completely different from Beijing or Mandarin in later generations. The same accent makes Zhang Ning less strange.
The two of them rode south to the Dongdan Archway, turned west and entered Jinyu Hutong.
There are many vermilion gates in this alley, and it is obvious that some high-ranking officials live in it.
For officials, this location is really good: Jinyu Hutong goes straight west, and after passing Dong'anmen Street, it is the gate of the imperial city Dong'anmen. Ministers often walk through this gate when they go to court. This place is also located in the southeast of the imperial city, and it is not far from the six ministries and other offices in the southern part of the imperial city, which is convenient for transportation.
They talked very little after entering the city. At this time, when Zhang Ning saw the scene of Jinyu Hutong, he thought that Yang Shiqi might live here and wanted to go directly to Yang Shiqi's house?
He couldn't help but kick the horse in the belly and chased Luo Moniang and turned around and asked: Can Lord Yu explain in advance, where will we go after entering the city?I don't think I should go to your house.
Lu Zhen, who was still eating in the prison for others to rescue him, was not the fundamental reason for his unluckyness, but because he was suspected of privately seeking the prince. It touched Emperor Yongle's nerves and was hit. According to Zhang Ning's imagination, Emperor Yongle must not trust his own son very much, for fear that he would gather ministers to coup and seize power, so this was the case. And Yang Shiqi's official position was Zuo Yude, who was the prince's teacher, and he was obviously an official of the Eastern Palace. Now the witness ran to Yang Shiqi's house to live...
The final result is probably only proof that Lu Zhen is indeed having sex with Donggong, rather than proving that he has not received much bribe.
Of course, if I don’t go to my house, why should I invite you to my house?
Luo Moniang said in a bad tone that she might still be calculating about Zhang Ning’s interactions with prostitutes. Mr. Hu Ying, the Minister of Rites, returned to Beijing not long ago. You come to your house to ask for a meeting later. With witness testimony, it is only useful to ask Lord Hu to write a letter, and my father can’t write a letter.
When Zhang Ning heard this, he suddenly realized it and felt much more relieved.
Since Lord Hu, who Luo Moniang said, can serve as the minister of the Ministry of Education, Foreign Affairs, and Propaganda, he must be the person trusted by the emperor and is worthy of it. When he said it above, he had real evidence, so this matter was probably very reliable.
Luo Mo Niang sneered: You have never been an official, why do you feel very slippery?
Wherever I am, I am just not stupid in my study and understanding. Lord Yang and Yu don’t think I am like a pig, right?Zhang Ning said seriously.
When Luo Moniang heard the pig, she couldn't help laughing and gave him a blank look: I see you are like a pig.
Zhang Ning took the opportunity to inquire again: What about Lord Hu and Ling Zun’s personal relationship?
Luo Moniang said: There is no contact. Although Lord Hu is an official in the capital, he has not been in the capital for a long time. The most important thing for him is to visit the real person Zhang Sanfeng.The emperor believes in the Tao, do you know how to build the Wudang Mountain Taoist Palace?
Zhang Ning said oh, and nodded quickly, but not because he knew about the Wudang Mountain Taoist Palace, but because he understood that Lord Hu might be a person who specializes in visiting Emperor Jianwen.
He must be a close confidant who was able to receive the order to do secret responsibilities, so Zhang Ning became more optimistic.
But if Lord Hu really has nothing to do with the Eastern Palace, why should he care about this mess?
Since Yang Shiqi chose him, he should have some consideration.
There are many bureaucrats in the capital, which can be seen from the wealthy families in Jinyu Hutong. The relationship is probably quite complicated. Zhang Ning thought to himself that he would speak less and keep a low profile.
After walking for a while, Luo Mo Niang said: Get off the horse and give me the Yima.Lord Hu’s mansion is right in front. You go by yourself. If I send you here, you will be considered to be the most righteous. From now on, you will walk your way and I will cross my bridge!
oh.Zhang Ning jumped down a little dullly, handed the reins to her, clasped her fists and said: There will be a time later.
Who will have a future with you? Meng Lang!Leaving... Luo Mo Niang paused and said, I'll go back to the Ganyu Hutong.
After she said that, she was very free and easy and left without looking back. Zhang Ning looked at her back and felt a little reluctant for a moment, and was a little confused.
Perhaps because of his first time in Beijing in the Ming Dynasty, he was unfamiliar with Beijing in his mind and memory, and Luo Moniang was the only acquaintance here.
Unfamiliar places always make people feel insecure.
He looked at Luo Mo Niang's back in confusion and sighed slightly. At this time, Luo Mo Niang suddenly turned around and turned his head when he met Zhang Ning's eyes, and shouted and rode his horse and left.
The strange door of a strange city, the red painted door and hall specifications representing status make Zhang Ning, who is wearing inappropriate clothes, feel that he is small and insignificant.
A soap-clothed servant stood at the door and looked at Zhang Ning because it was not normal for him to wander next to the light at the door.
After a while, he finally walked up and before he could speak, the servant asked first: Who are you?
Zhang Ning said: Zhang Ning, Nanzhili, I have something to ask for a meeting with Lord Hu, so I'll give you a message.
Unexpectedly, the slave suddenly said: Are you Zhang Ning?Follow me.
After opening the corner door, the two walked in together. Of course, it was impossible to enter through the gate. Only those with higher status or equal status are qualified to walk through the gate.
Zhang Ning followed without saying a word, never saying anything if he could speak, nor looking around, looking very disciplined.
He didn't look at the house that looked like a courtyard house. He saw it briefly, and when he saw it, the house was well-built and looked spacious and grand, without the cramping feeling of the courtyard in the south.
The slave took him to a tea hall in the overwhelming room, asked him to sit down, and then went to inform him.
There was a girl with a two-ring head combed at the door. After a while, she quietly looked at Zhang Ning several times, and finally spoke with great concern and said: Are you thirsty?
Not everyone who comes here has the chance to be offered tea, it depends on the identity.
But Zhang Ning's dusty appearance is really not easy.
He smiled friendlyly and shook his head and said: Thank you, no need.
The little girl's face actually showed a slightly shy blush.
After waiting for about half a stick of incense, a middle-aged man wearing a Dongpo scarf came in at the door. Before he stepped into the door, he said cheerfully: Let the guests wait for a long time. Mr. Hu has gone out for official business. My surname is Yàn. Please forgive me if there are any inappropriate etiquette.
Zhang Ning immediately stood up from the chair and gave a salute, introducing himself again. No matter how he reported himself, it was always a polite thing to do.
He noticed that the middle-aged man named Yàn had lame legs, but he spoke very vigorously and had a square face. However, he couldn't guess whether he was a slave butler or a relative of the Hu family.
Serve tea.Yàn Someone gave an order and then asked Zhang Ning to take his seat politely.
Zhang Ning thought that he could not determine the identity of this person, and he was a civilian who had transformed his fame and fortune, so he lowered his posture and waited for the middle-aged man to sit down before he could sit down.
Yàn Someone asked: Why did Mr. Zhang come from Nanzhili and ask for something to see Mr. Hu?
Thinking of the success of entering the door, Zhang Ning guessed that the people in the Hu family had already learned that they were coming, but now someone asked knowingly, thinking that they were planning to stay out of the matter.
Zhang Ning pondered for a moment, then explained how he was forced and how he implicated the examiner Yuxin.
Yàn Someone listened very seriously, as if he had heard about this for the first time, and did not interrupt Zhang Ning's narrative in the middle. After he finished speaking, he touched his chin and asked thoughtfully: Mr. Zhang's journey to the capital is smooth, right?
Of course it was not going well. I almost died unexpectedly before I even got on the road, let alone encountering peach blossom fairies and other people who have nothing to do with the officialdom on the road.
It is impossible for Zhang Ning to have no anger and revenge mentality towards those who are playing tricks, but he seems calm and cautious at this time, probably because of his instinct to be wary of his instinct.
Accuse the censor Zhou Ne of the Hu family of the people who are unscrupulous?
This matter is actually unnecessary. It is not necessary to make it happen. As Luo Moniang said, this person is completely unacceptable to the rules of the official game and cannot reach the level of setting rules and changing rules. Sooner or later, someone will mess with him, just look at it. Another consideration is how to resolve the dangers he encounters clearly?
In the end, Yu Qian and even Yang Shiqi have to be involved. Only they have this ability.
Obviously, the people in the Hu family are unwilling to have a relationship with the Eastern Palace too obvious. After all, although the Eastern Palace is likely to be the future owner, there is a future for him to invest in the past, the question is whether he has the life to wait for the future now?
Although many things are just speculations on their own, it is not a bad thing to be more conservative than life, so Zhang Ning thought about it for a while and said: I set off early, so there was no trouble.
Yàn Someone looked at him with praise and nodded and said: It is related to Mr. Lu's innocence. Since someone has come to him, Mr. Hu is most likely willing to ask about it.In this way, you can temporarily stay in Hu's mansion and write a new confession of truth. When Hu comes back, I will tell him the whole story.
Zhang Ning hurriedly stood up to thank him.
The weather is clear today and the cloudless, with a very good view. Zhang Ning can see the tall and magnificent buildings on the imperial city from afar, which is even better than the imperial city in Nanjing. It is easy to find that Emperor Yongle spent a lot of effort to move the capital to Beijing just by looking at a distance.
It seems that the prosperity of commerce and trade along the street is still not as prosperous as that of Nanjing. It is said that Yongle moved wealthy households from all over the country to Shuntian Prefecture in order to avoid the five-year tax incentive, but the economic foundation is obviously not comparable to that in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, and the prosperity of the city has not fully developed.
When Zhang Ning came from Nanjing, he felt that there was less beauty of romance and romance. In addition to the monotonous color around the imperial city, it had a bit of squareness and domineering momentum.
The road surface of Qihuamen Street is wide, with sedan chairs, carriages, horses and donkeys. The most are riding donkeys. Zhang Ning and Luo Moniang walked along the street to the intersection, then turned south and entered Dongsi Pailou South Street. There is a archway at the intersection, so you can know the name by reading.
The more you go south, the more people you get close to the Dengshi, the more shops you have, the more the city is, and the atmosphere is stronger. People speak various local accents. Most of the people here are migrant migrant populations, because there were not many indigenous people before Beijing was promoted to the capital; however, the most popular voice is still Mandarin, which is not much different from Nanjing Mandarin, but it is completely different from Beijing or Mandarin in later generations. The same accent makes Zhang Ning less strange.
The two of them rode south to the Dongdan Archway, turned west and entered Jinyu Hutong.
There are many vermilion gates in this alley, and it is obvious that some high-ranking officials live in it.
For officials, this location is really good: Jinyu Hutong goes straight west, and after passing Dong'anmen Street, it is the gate of the imperial city Dong'anmen. Ministers often walk through this gate when they go to court. This place is also located in the southeast of the imperial city, and it is not far from the six ministries and other offices in the southern part of the imperial city, which is convenient for transportation.
They talked very little after entering the city. At this time, when Zhang Ning saw the scene of Jinyu Hutong, he thought that Yang Shiqi might live here and wanted to go directly to Yang Shiqi's house?
He couldn't help but kick the horse in the belly and chased Luo Moniang and turned around and asked: Can Lord Yu explain in advance, where will we go after entering the city?I don't think I should go to your house.
Lu Zhen, who was still eating in the prison for others to rescue him, was not the fundamental reason for his unluckyness, but because he was suspected of privately seeking the prince. It touched Emperor Yongle's nerves and was hit. According to Zhang Ning's imagination, Emperor Yongle must not trust his own son very much, for fear that he would gather ministers to coup and seize power, so this was the case. And Yang Shiqi's official position was Zuo Yude, who was the prince's teacher, and he was obviously an official of the Eastern Palace. Now the witness ran to Yang Shiqi's house to live...
The final result is probably only proof that Lu Zhen is indeed having sex with Donggong, rather than proving that he has not received much bribe.
Of course, if I don’t go to my house, why should I invite you to my house?
Luo Moniang said in a bad tone that she might still be calculating about Zhang Ning’s interactions with prostitutes. Mr. Hu Ying, the Minister of Rites, returned to Beijing not long ago. You come to your house to ask for a meeting later. With witness testimony, it is only useful to ask Lord Hu to write a letter, and my father can’t write a letter.
When Zhang Ning heard this, he suddenly realized it and felt much more relieved.
Since Lord Hu, who Luo Moniang said, can serve as the minister of the Ministry of Education, Foreign Affairs, and Propaganda, he must be the person trusted by the emperor and is worthy of it. When he said it above, he had real evidence, so this matter was probably very reliable.
Luo Mo Niang sneered: You have never been an official, why do you feel very slippery?
Wherever I am, I am just not stupid in my study and understanding. Lord Yang and Yu don’t think I am like a pig, right?Zhang Ning said seriously.
When Luo Moniang heard the pig, she couldn't help laughing and gave him a blank look: I see you are like a pig.
Zhang Ning took the opportunity to inquire again: What about Lord Hu and Ling Zun’s personal relationship?
Luo Moniang said: There is no contact. Although Lord Hu is an official in the capital, he has not been in the capital for a long time. The most important thing for him is to visit the real person Zhang Sanfeng.The emperor believes in the Tao, do you know how to build the Wudang Mountain Taoist Palace?
Zhang Ning said oh, and nodded quickly, but not because he knew about the Wudang Mountain Taoist Palace, but because he understood that Lord Hu might be a person who specializes in visiting Emperor Jianwen.
He must be a close confidant who was able to receive the order to do secret responsibilities, so Zhang Ning became more optimistic.
But if Lord Hu really has nothing to do with the Eastern Palace, why should he care about this mess?
Since Yang Shiqi chose him, he should have some consideration.
There are many bureaucrats in the capital, which can be seen from the wealthy families in Jinyu Hutong. The relationship is probably quite complicated. Zhang Ning thought to himself that he would speak less and keep a low profile.
After walking for a while, Luo Mo Niang said: Get off the horse and give me the Yima.Lord Hu’s mansion is right in front. You go by yourself. If I send you here, you will be considered to be the most righteous. From now on, you will walk your way and I will cross my bridge!
oh.Zhang Ning jumped down a little dullly, handed the reins to her, clasped her fists and said: There will be a time later.
Who will have a future with you? Meng Lang!Leaving... Luo Mo Niang paused and said, I'll go back to the Ganyu Hutong.
After she said that, she was very free and easy and left without looking back. Zhang Ning looked at her back and felt a little reluctant for a moment, and was a little confused.
Perhaps because of his first time in Beijing in the Ming Dynasty, he was unfamiliar with Beijing in his mind and memory, and Luo Moniang was the only acquaintance here.
Unfamiliar places always make people feel insecure.
He looked at Luo Mo Niang's back in confusion and sighed slightly. At this time, Luo Mo Niang suddenly turned around and turned his head when he met Zhang Ning's eyes, and shouted and rode his horse and left.
The strange door of a strange city, the red painted door and hall specifications representing status make Zhang Ning, who is wearing inappropriate clothes, feel that he is small and insignificant.
A soap-clothed servant stood at the door and looked at Zhang Ning because it was not normal for him to wander next to the light at the door.
After a while, he finally walked up and before he could speak, the servant asked first: Who are you?
Zhang Ning said: Zhang Ning, Nanzhili, I have something to ask for a meeting with Lord Hu, so I'll give you a message.
Unexpectedly, the slave suddenly said: Are you Zhang Ning?Follow me.
After opening the corner door, the two walked in together. Of course, it was impossible to enter through the gate. Only those with higher status or equal status are qualified to walk through the gate.
Zhang Ning followed without saying a word, never saying anything if he could speak, nor looking around, looking very disciplined.
He didn't look at the house that looked like a courtyard house. He saw it briefly, and when he saw it, the house was well-built and looked spacious and grand, without the cramping feeling of the courtyard in the south.
The slave took him to a tea hall in the overwhelming room, asked him to sit down, and then went to inform him.
There was a girl with a two-ring head combed at the door. After a while, she quietly looked at Zhang Ning several times, and finally spoke with great concern and said: Are you thirsty?
Not everyone who comes here has the chance to be offered tea, it depends on the identity.
But Zhang Ning's dusty appearance is really not easy.
He smiled friendlyly and shook his head and said: Thank you, no need.
The little girl's face actually showed a slightly shy blush.
After waiting for about half a stick of incense, a middle-aged man wearing a Dongpo scarf came in at the door. Before he stepped into the door, he said cheerfully: Let the guests wait for a long time. Mr. Hu has gone out for official business. My surname is Yàn. Please forgive me if there are any inappropriate etiquette.
Zhang Ning immediately stood up from the chair and gave a salute, introducing himself again. No matter how he reported himself, it was always a polite thing to do.
He noticed that the middle-aged man named Yàn had lame legs, but he spoke very vigorously and had a square face. However, he couldn't guess whether he was a slave butler or a relative of the Hu family.
Serve tea.Yàn Someone gave an order and then asked Zhang Ning to take his seat politely.
Zhang Ning thought that he could not determine the identity of this person, and he was a civilian who had transformed his fame and fortune, so he lowered his posture and waited for the middle-aged man to sit down before he could sit down.
Yàn Someone asked: Why did Mr. Zhang come from Nanzhili and ask for something to see Mr. Hu?
Thinking of the success of entering the door, Zhang Ning guessed that the people in the Hu family had already learned that they were coming, but now someone asked knowingly, thinking that they were planning to stay out of the matter.
Zhang Ning pondered for a moment, then explained how he was forced and how he implicated the examiner Yuxin.
Yàn Someone listened very seriously, as if he had heard about this for the first time, and did not interrupt Zhang Ning's narrative in the middle. After he finished speaking, he touched his chin and asked thoughtfully: Mr. Zhang's journey to the capital is smooth, right?
Of course it was not going well. I almost died unexpectedly before I even got on the road, let alone encountering peach blossom fairies and other people who have nothing to do with the officialdom on the road.
It is impossible for Zhang Ning to have no anger and revenge mentality towards those who are playing tricks, but he seems calm and cautious at this time, probably because of his instinct to be wary of his instinct.
Accuse the censor Zhou Ne of the Hu family of the people who are unscrupulous?
This matter is actually unnecessary. It is not necessary to make it happen. As Luo Moniang said, this person is completely unacceptable to the rules of the official game and cannot reach the level of setting rules and changing rules. Sooner or later, someone will mess with him, just look at it. Another consideration is how to resolve the dangers he encounters clearly?
In the end, Yu Qian and even Yang Shiqi have to be involved. Only they have this ability.
Obviously, the people in the Hu family are unwilling to have a relationship with the Eastern Palace too obvious. After all, although the Eastern Palace is likely to be the future owner, there is a future for him to invest in the past, the question is whether he has the life to wait for the future now?
Although many things are just speculations on their own, it is not a bad thing to be more conservative than life, so Zhang Ning thought about it for a while and said: I set off early, so there was no trouble.
Yàn Someone looked at him with praise and nodded and said: It is related to Mr. Lu's innocence. Since someone has come to him, Mr. Hu is most likely willing to ask about it.In this way, you can temporarily stay in Hu's mansion and write a new confession of truth. When Hu comes back, I will tell him the whole story.
Zhang Ning hurriedly stood up to thank him.
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