Forty-seven send Junlan to cross Jianggao
After the middle of the Ming Dynasty, as missionaries came to China one after another, Western clocks and watches were gradually introduced to the Ming Dynasty.
Lin Yu walked alone on the street, looking at no one around, then he opened the screen in the palm of his left hand, entered the auxiliary store and spent 10,000 gold coins to buy an electronic watch with step counting function.
It is 10:00 am now, and there are still four and a half hours before dawn. Lin Yu led his horse along the Qinhuai River and walked back to the inn to learn more about the Ming Dynasty and the capital of Nanjing, the Ming Dynasty.
The city of Nanjing is still very lively late at night, with the sound of oars and candles on the Qinhuai River and the brothels lined up one after another.
The dressed woman is singing and singing with orioles, and the red sleeves are whispering. Black-shouted boats carry drunken young men wandering on the river, selecting the girl they like.
There is a poem that is well written - a business woman does not know the hatred of a country that is destroyed, but she still sings the back garden flowers across the river!
If it weren't for my own time travel, Yangzhou City would have been bloody and corpses piled up like mountains, right?
I think even so, Qinhuaihe still can't change her romantic nature. She is a talented man and beautiful woman, and she is free and happy. Who cares about the rise and fall of the Ming Dynasty?
They are all the people of the Ming Dynasty. Why do the soldiers of Yangzhou have to be bloody at the city wall by the fire of the Qing Dynasty, but these young men can spend money and be drunk and rich?
"Maybe the world is not fair, right?" Lin Yu asked himself sadly, as if he was asking the sky.
"The young man who leads the horse, come in and play for a while... Do Bian Yujing, the new top brand here, know? Come in and take a look!"
A madam who was in her early thirties and still had a graceful look, standing in front of the door holding a Xiangfei fan in her hand, noticed the extraordinary Lin Yu and greeted her vigorously.
"Bian Yujing?"
Lin Yu's heart moved slightly. Isn't this one of the eight beauties of Qinhuai?
In Lin Yu's impression, the eight Yans in Qinhuai at this moment have their own homes besides the deceased Ma Xianglan. Li Xiangjun followed Hou Fangyu and Dong Xiaowan married Mao Pijiang. Both of them are young talents, but they are relatively down-and-out types.
Others, like Liu Rushi, married a tycoon of the Donglin Party and now the Minister of Rites, and were respected by later generations as the Grand Secretary of Qian Qianyi, who was later known as "Shui Tailiang".
Gu Hengbo also married Gong Dingzi, who was a member of the Ministry of War under Chongzhen. After Li Zicheng conquered Beijing, Gong Dingzi surrendered to Dashun. After Dashun was defeated and left Beijing, he surrendered to the Qing Dynasty.
Moreover, Gong Dingzi was good at dancing and had a prosperous official career. In history, he served as an official in Shunzhi and Kangxi dynasties, and was highly valued by Dorgon, Fulin, Xuanye and others. He was promoted to Shaoqing of Taichang Temple, Minister of Justice, Left Censor of the Ministry of Justice, Minister of Justice, Minister of Rites, Minister of War and other important positions, and can also be regarded as a storied figure in the late Ming and early Qing dynasties.
Kou Baimen now follows Zhu Chongba's descendant, Zhu Guobi, Duke Baoguo. After the city of Nanjing was destroyed in history, Zhu Guobi was arrested by the Qing army for ransom. In desperation, Zhu Guobi planned to sell all his wives and concubines, including Kou Baimen.
In a rage, Kou Baimen returned to the banks of the Qinhuai River, borrowed a huge sum of money from his sisters to Zhu Guobi, and redeemed himself for his own life and returned to the banks of the Qinhuai River. He drank and had fun with literati and poets and nobles every day, and became a ***.
As for the famous Chen Yuanyuan, it was already well known before Lin Yu traveled through time, but he didn't know much about Bian Yujing, and he just heard about it a little.
Seeing Lin Yu slowing down, the madam greeted him even harder: "This young master, the spring night is short, and Mr. Ruan, who happened to have an appointment with Miss Bian, didn't come tonight. Miss Bian has time, why not come to our "Zaiyue Tower" for fun?"
"Mr. Ruan?" Lin Yu was stunned, "Which Mr. Ruan?"
The madam looked contemptuous: "Don't you know Mr. Ruan, how many Mr. Ruan are there in Nanjing?"
Lin Yu laughed in silence: "Oh... the son of Ruan Dacheng you mentioned, he will never come again."
"What does it mean? Crazy!"
Lin Yu ignored the madam and continued to walk along the Qinhuai River with his horse, enjoying the wind, flowers, snow and moon in the capital. It was rare to be so leisurely at this moment.
A woman in her early twenties and graceful eyebrows on the Zhaiyue Tower was holding a pipa and looking downstairs. Her eyes happened to run into Lin Yu who was leading the horse, and her heart was moved.
Lin Yu has seen many beautiful women in this world, such as his wife Jiang Ruhua's every move shows the beauty of a lady; like killing an enemy with a scimitar, the heroic Gu Jinchao is even more beautiful.
But they did not have the melancholy of the woman upstairs. There was a look of pity in my eyes, as if they were extremely disappointed with the world, but they also longed for love and peace.
"Cut the candles and farewell to the distance of Bashan, and send you orchids across the river. I wish to send a picture of Xiaoxiang planting and send it to Xue Tao to the spring breeze."
Lin Yu silently recited a poem written by Bian Yujing to the poet Wu Meicun in memory. A woman with such talent should not have fallen into a tramp, but who knew that she was a beauty who was poor.
"When this chaotic time is in danger, how many people can I pity and help?"
Lin Yu sighed, and led the horse and walked away gradually. He was full of things, so he had no time to miss the fireworks.
"Mom, let someone call this young master in. I want to talk to him!" Just as Lin Yu left, the woman upstairs went downstairs like a gust of wind.
The madam looked disgusted: "This man is a pretender. He must have no money in his pocket, but he also acts arrogantly. I have seen many such mothers."
"I don't want money, I just want to talk to him, and I always feel familiar."
The woman looked expectant, as if it had aroused the past, but unfortunately Lin Yu had already turned over and walked away, disappearing from sight.
The woman could only let out a melancholy sigh, and silently turned back to Zhaiyue Tower, leaving a sentence for the madam: "Mom, I haven't received customers for half a month, I won't sing the song, I won't play the pipa, and no one will see me!"
Lin Yu returned to the inn with a little melancholy and asked the two servants who were recovering from the wounded. His wife Jiang Ruhua, Fang Yizhi, Chen Zhenhui and others went to Zhang Shenyan's mansion and had not yet come back. He wrapped a rifle in his bag and hung it on the saddle and left the inn.
"Zhang Shenyan is the cabinet of the current dynasty and the Minister of Personnel. His status is only below Ma Shiying. If I want a smooth career in the future, I should take the opportunity to make a good relationship with him. If Ruan Dacheng complains to the emperor tomorrow, he can ask him to give me a few good words."
Lin Yu asked the inn staff, rode a horse and whipped it, and took a meal to arrive at the Zhang Mansion.
Compared with Ruan Mansion, Zhang Shenyan's mansion is much simpler. Only the word "Zhang" on the two lanterns in front of the door indicates the identity of the mansion. There are only three or five servants patrolling outside the door.
"Who is coming?" a servant asked, yelling.
Lin Yu turned over and dismounted: "I am General Zhaoyong, Lin Zhenjiang, more than an hour ago, my wife Jiang Ruhua, had she entered the mansion to pay homage to Mr. Zhang?"
The servant hurriedly bowed: "It turned out to be General Lin. Mrs. Zun did come to our mansion an hour and a half ago, but our master couldn't afford to get sick. After Mrs. Zun visited, she went to Mr. Qian's mansion."
"It's sick?" Lin Yu was stunned and felt a little sudden.
The servant sighed and said, "My master had a cervix on his back. In addition, he was old and drank too much wine in the palace today, and he started vomiting blood when he came back."
Zhang Shenyan died during this period of time in history. Historical records show that he died of a cervix, which means he died of a toxic sore on his back. After all, he is already a 70-year-old man.
"Ah... it seems that the Nanjing court will lose another upright pillar of talent!" Lin Yu sighed helplessly in his heart.
Since you have arrived at the Zhang Mansion, go in and visit this loyal minister of the Ming Dynasty. This old minister has been honest and honest all his life and can be called the pillar of the country. Now that his humerus is about to be broken, how can it not be sad?
The Zhang family was not panicked, and the servants and maids performed their duties, and the lobby was brightly lit.
Zhang Shenyan lay in the bedroom. In addition to his white-haired wife and two concubines who were nearly 60 years old, there were two doctors waiting for him, frowning without saying a word.
Zhang Shenyan had four sons and five daughters, and a large group of Sun Man and Girls. Zhang Xiaoguo, the second son of Kaifeng Xuanfu Envoy, had died in Kaifeng with Sun Chuanting the next year before, and died under the sword of the Dashun Army.
The third son Zhang Xiance is currently serving as the magistrate of Quanzhou Prefecture, Fujian Governor General. There is no news that his old father is seriously ill. The other two sons, the eldest son Zhang Wenzhong and the youngest son Zhang Chenglin are staying in Nanjing to guard the house.
When General Lin Zhenjiang, who was in the limelight, came to visit him. Zhang Wenzhong, who was nearly fifty years old, hurriedly went out to greet Zhang Chenglin, who was thirty years old: "General Lin visited him late at night, and he was in a far-reaching manner. I hope he would take care of him!"
Chapter completed!