Chapter 13: Tomorrow ()

After drinking for an afternoon of wine and having another busy night, Tan Zong slept very hard, even Meng was rare, and Su Jin and other things were left behind by him.

Unfortunately, he slept too late, so before he could sleep, he was woken up. Seeing the respectful officials preparing the wash water and other things, Tan Zong also stretched his waist very rarely, driving away most of yesterday's fatigue.

He took the soap towel, carefully wiped it clean on his face, and wiped it clean the white ash on his head. This white ash was sprinkled by him last night to pretend to be the death row prisoner, otherwise it would be difficult to hide it from Cui Yuan. After all, the color difference between the two of them was quite large. After taking the new Confucian shirt handed over by the clerk, Tan Zong did not avoid suspicion and directly replaced the death row prisoner's uniform in front of these clerks.

Soon, Tan Zong became the handsome Duke Yayuan again.

"Mr. Yayuan, did you sleep well last night?"

While eating the freshly released buns brought by the little official, Cao Qiaomu's voice came from Tan Zong's ears.

Turning his head and seeing Cao Qiaomu's complexion is very beautiful, Tan Zong couldn't help but sigh that this person's physical fitness is indeed abnormal. After this incident last night, it was rare to have such complexion this morning - I'm afraid Zhang Henian would have to come over with two dark circles.

Tan Zong was too lazy to think about Cao Qiaomu's completely opposite attitude from last night's fire. Anyway, he had made clear plans, but his secret move would not be so easy to take out, so he didn't need to pay attention to Cao Qiaomu so much, just hit this person a few more haha.

Of course, don’t let yourself down, this is the first one.

With such a conspiracy in his heart, Tan Zong naturally smiled on his face, and even the buns in his hand were too lazy to put them down and said, "Mr. Cao came just right. The buns are fresh and hot. There are soy milk, which is really delicious. You can try a few." After that, Tan Zong hurriedly called the clerk guarding the door and then ordered some buns, and then made some more soy milk.

Tan Zong didn't treat himself as a suspect at this moment, but instead looked like the immediate boss of these minor officials.

"That's good, I'm not eating." Cao Qiaomu didn't know if he had changed his temper or something. Anyway, he was not polite to Tan Zong, so he sat directly in Tan Zong's hand, then bent his ring finger and pinched the bun with the other three fingers and put it in his mouth.

These three fingers are not slightly bent like ordinary people, but are straight, as if they are pinching some hidden weapon.

Tan Zong was stunned when Cao Qiaomu pinched things like this. He had seen people eating buns like this, but in later generations, when they were eating soup dumplings in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, he had never seen anyone take them like this.

However, Tan Zong had noticed that the inspector Cao had slender fingers in the fire scene. He also heard Zhang Henian mention Cao Qiaomu's analysis in the prison school, so he also guessed that the inspector was afraid that his identity was extraordinary, at least he had a good martial arts.

Tan Zong remembers clearly that a "predecessor" once said: The world is a corner of the country. Therefore, Cao Qiaomu was not surprised at all with martial arts.

The two were eating here, and Zhang Henian also turned out of the room. It was only six o'clock, and it was still an hour before the government office opened. Therefore, he was not in a hurry and walked in slowly.

Seeing that he came in, Tan Zong naturally called the clerk to fill in some breakfast.

"This bun is very good. I have been in Nanjing for many days, and my favorite is this bun." Zhang Henian sipped on the soy milk, ate the bun again, and looked comfortable.

But as Tan Zong thought, Zhang Henian was only thirty-five or sixty years old, but after all the troubles last night, he really looked at him with dark circles today. Although he had some concealment, he could not withstand the secret look of Tan Zong, who was interested, so he was exposed.

Tan Zong had finished eating now, but there was no place to go, so he could only sit here. When he heard Zhang Henian say about food, he couldn't help but recommend himself: "If the two adults were not in a hurry to return to Beijing, the students would be willing to lead the adults to stroll around the Nanjing Mansion. I know all the delicious food in the Nanjing Mansion, and I will definitely not disappoint the adults."

"Oh?" Zhang Henian smiled, but said helplessly: "That's a good thing. It's a pity that the emperor's order is hard to violate. Today, I helped Gong Yayuan to learn about this lawsuit, and my colleagues and I have to go back to the Ministry of Personnel to report. Those good places are probably only to come and enjoy next time. I just don't know when I will come to visit Nanjing Mansion again?" As he said that, Zhang Henian couldn't help but sigh again, but showed a little reluctant to leave.

"So early?" Tan Zong was shocked and couldn't help but stand up. Then he realized that he seemed a little exposed, so he walked to Zhang Henian quietly to add some hot soy milk to him, and then continued: "Can't you stay for a while? It's also possible for our scholars in Nanjing to listen to the teachings of the adults."

He said that this was the case, but what Tan Zong was really anxious about was that after Zhang Henian left, he had no one to say in Nanjing Prefecture.

"Ha, this is not possible." Zhang Henian smiled freely and pointed at Tan Zong and said: "We have this in Dashunlu. Do you think I will make a mistake?"

As mentioned in the previous article, this Dashun Rule has extremely detailed rules on the imperial examination, and it has strict restrictions on the examiners' contact with scholars. If it weren't for the incidents in succession last night, the two of them would probably not have the chance to sit together and eat buns and drink soy milk like they are now. Moreover, even so, there must be an inspector on the side to prevent private contact. This is also the reason why Cao Qiaomu arrived first and Zhang Henian arrived late.

But Tan Zong is familiar with Dashunlu, so how could he not know these things? These words were just intentionally saying it to make fun of you, and no one would take it seriously. Seeing that Zhang Henian really refused, Tan Zong also joked: "Isn't this just for Lord Zhang, you stay in Nanjing Prefecture? The students in the time of the army can lead the adult into Nanjing Prefecture.

As soon as these words came out, both Zhang Henian and Cao Qiaomu laughed, and Zhang Henian even pointed at Tan Zongxu, looking like "You stinky brat".

In fact, Zhang Henian has regarded Tan Zong as a colleague at this moment and has not had any official airs at all in front of Tan Zong. Otherwise, he would not have thought about it so much - this is naturally thanks to the reputation of Jie Yuan and Ya Yuan in Nanjing Prefecture over the years.

After a few people laughed enough, Zhang Henian waved his hand and stopped and said, "I am really dragged down by you, so I can only leave at noon, but the two adults left early in the morning. I can't say that I have to go a little longer on the road to catch up with them."

When Tan Zong heard this, he was also a little moved and quickly stood up and said, "Student, thank you for your help."

"It's okay." Seeing that Tan Zong didn't say anything else, Zhang Henian praised Tan Zong a little more. Then he turned his head and said to Cao Qiaomu, "How come Lord Cao gave birth to one person here? What about the other two sirs?"

"They left the city early in the morning." Cao Qiaomu said lightly, with something incomprehensible in his expression.

Zhang Henian and Tan Zong knew each other about Cao Qiaomu's concealment of the words, so they didn't ask more questions. They just talked about some topics and waited for the Nanjing Prefecture to open a government office.

As the few people chatted like this, time naturally passed very quickly. Soon a minor official trotted in and told the three people that Lord Wang had opened the mansion. Therefore, the three people also looked at each other and laughed silently. They followed the minor official through the back door of Wenyuan Courtyard and the government office, and went straight to the lobby of Nanjing Prefecture.

Tan Zong was a little curious about the governor of Nanjing Prefecture, Wang Ren. After all, no matter what, Tan Zong knew that he had been cheated by this person, and even more knew that he had an unfit conflict with the eldest son of Lord Wang. With the series of accidents last night, Tan Zong even regarded the royal palace as his mortal enemy. He had long escalated his personal conflict with Wang Dong.

In the eyes of others, they only feel that Tan Zong is overestimating himself. But Tan Zong himself knows that if he operates properly, even his ant will be enough to knock Wang Ren, the local emperor, down, which is exactly what he said in the later generations of "Red Buildings": I am willing to sacrifice myself and dare to take down the emperor!

With this thought, Tan Zong looked at Cao Qiaomu who was walking in front of him thoughtfully, and suddenly felt that the behavior of Lord Cao seemed to be regular, but it was really weird. After verifying Li Xilai's words and Cao Qiaomu's words this morning, Tan Zong suddenly had more years: "Is this Cao Qiaomu standing in front of the river embankment case?"

But Tan Zong dared not reveal his thoughts. After all, he knew people but not the truth. When he could not make accurate judgments, he chose to stand in a rash manner. He naturally would not make such a "half old fried dough stick".

However, once this thought arises, it is not so easy to let go. It is impossible to say that it has roots, sprouts, branches and leaves in Tan Zong's heart, making Tan Zong itchy and want to find a place where no one is vomiting.

This situation is similar to the country man in the fairy tale who shouted to the ground, "The emperor has donkey ears."

Just as they were thinking about it, the three of them entered the lobby of the government office.

Although the government has been opened now, it is just internal time. It is still early to open the trial of the case to the public. Therefore, there are not many people in the lobby. Except for a few cleaning officials, there are officials sitting behind the main station looking at the sect booklets. Behind a small table was a man who looked like a master, and was writing something on the piece of paper.

After the small official leading the way reported, the official sitting behind the main stage raised his head. Looking at the person's appearance, Tan Zong couldn't help but say a good look in his heart. He was really very calm. Unfortunately, Tan Zong gave the four-word comment after the final comprehensive evaluation - he felt very sad.

"It's only like this that he gave birth to a handsome son like Wang Dong." Tan Zong muttered to himself, and then he turned right, only listening to Zhang Henian negotiate with Wang Ren.

In fact, as Tan Zong said, because Da Shunlu obviously favored scholars, even if Wang Ren really wanted to make things difficult for Tan Zong, he could not tell the story about what happened last night.

What's more, on the surface, Tan Zong was born and died for your Nanjing government office. Therefore, Wang Ren not only did not make things difficult for Tan Zong, but also praised Tan Zong for a few good words, which made Tan Zong yawn in his heart. It was like this official article and scene words that were not nutritious. He didn't know how much he had heard from leaders at all levels during meetings in later generations, even he said a lot at the subject group meeting!

Anyway, this official article is just a few things after all, and it is rare to have new tricks after going over and over again.

After about half a cup of tea, the master stopped writing and took the written paper to Wang Ren and prefect Wang Ren, and passed it to Zhang Henian, Cao Qiaomu, and Tan Zong. Only then did Tan Zong realize that the master had been polishing the things that happened last night from beginning to end. Anyway, the master wrote the Gongzhong Kingdom almost like the famous "Marshal Yue" who was famous in later generations. Then, the master asked the four of them to sign and write on the paper, and then he took the paper to the back hall.

By this time, the matter will be over. If someone wants to overturn the case, he will probably have to step on Wang Ren, Zhang Henian, Cao Qiaomu and Tan Zong together, otherwise it will be difficult for the storm to occur.

At this moment, Tan Zong finally understood the biggest thought in his heart, and his heart couldn't help but jumped up in a hurry: He didn't know that he would not be able to do it all night, and Xiaoman was betrayed by him, but Su Jin was in such a situation.

After leaving Zhang Henian and Cao Qiaomu at the entrance of the government office, Tan Zong also took a deep breath at the busy streets, feeling that Nanjing Mansion had never been so wide. Unfortunately, before he could express a few more words of emotion, his good mood was destroyed.

"Mr. Tan, did you sleep well yesterday?"

Listening to Wang Dong's sarcastic words from the car opposite, Tan Zong couldn't help laughing and said, "Young Master Lao was worried, but Tan slept very well. But seeing the Young Master Wang looked like this, I'm afraid he didn't sleep all night?"

"You!" Wang Dong felt that Tan Zong was indescribable and was about to take a break. Suddenly, he thought of his own tricks and pulled Xiaoman, who was dressed as a woman from behind, and said, "Xiaoman, why don't you say hello to Mr. Tan."

Seeing Xiaoman dressed in a woman come out reluctantly, Tan Zong's expression remained unchanged and chuckled, "Your Majesty can do these tricks? That really disappoints Tan." After that, Tan Zong bowed to Xiaoman and said, "Take good care, I'll go back to the inn to find Su Jin."

You know why Tan Zong looked like this, but he saw that Xiaoman was not far away from his unclearity, and his expression seemed to have regrets. He also saw that although Xiaoman was dressed as a woman, he still looked like a girl, no matter what the face mold or anything else, he still looked like a girl, and he didn't look like someone had her eyebrows opened, so he had the idea of ​​seeing him again in the future.

Wang Dong looked at Tan Zong and left with ease. Sure enough, he couldn't help but turn around and slapped Xiaoman in the face, scolding: "You bitch, don't you go back with me, may you still want to find your Yayuan husband!"

Listening to the movement behind him, Tan Zong's steps stopped suddenly, and then shook his head and continued to walk away gradually.

Xiaoman, whose face was beaten red, covered his face, and got into the car like a puppet and leaned against the car, but he kept chanting two words in his heart: "Miss...Master..."

Although Tan Zong had a little understanding of Xiaoman's betrayal - people were going to a higher place, Xiaoman's betrayal was first. Although it was resolved by himself, this matter could not be ended so simply. Tan Zong still had some trouble in his heart. Moreover, Xiaoman was Su Jin's girl after all, so no matter what, he could only let Su Jin make an idea, but he would not interfere in his affairs and randomly make any ideas for Su Jin.

However, Tan Zong also had the intention of taking the school entrance exam in Su Jin: he wanted to see how Su Jin would handle this matter, and to see what kind of person Su Jin was.

"Although famous prostitutes are good, they are not the first choice for big women. After all, we still need to observe more. We may have to get a lady from an official family to be the big wife in the family." With such thoughts, Tan Zong didn't think there was anything wrong with this at all, and finally knocked on the gate of the private courtyard of the Inn.

"Who, do you know Miss Su's disciple here again? Why did you come to disturb me so early?"

As the yard was yelling, the wooden door creaked and opened.

Looking at the little head exposed from behind the door, Tan Zong couldn't help but be stunned, then touched his chin and thought to himself, "Are you a little bit going to the wrong place? No, there's only one yard in this inn, how could you make the wrong way?"

He looked around without believing in his evil spirits, then looked up at the wooden wheels that had been touched by himself, and then he was sure that he had not gone to the wrong place: "Who are you, how are you here? Where is Su Jin?"

The little girl was Qinghe's close-fitting girl Dew Duck. When she saw Tan Zong speak, she asked Su Jin. She was about to scold Tan Zong and said to her disciple, but suddenly she woke up and said, "You are Master Ya Yuan!"

Then, regardless of Zhang Er's insanity at the door, Tan Zong screamed and ran into the yard, then ran away and shouted: "Master is back, Miss, Miss, Master is back!"

"Ya Yuan? Master?" Tan Zong thought for a while and then confirmed that the other party should be calling him. After all, he was the one who could say Ya Yuan at this moment. He slowly pushed open the wooden door, then tinkered behind the wooden door for a while, and tried to push it. After he felt it was done, Tan Zong clapped his hands and said, "Hey, that's all."

When he turned around, he realized that there was a row of women standing behind him.

Su Jin was the one who led the way, and two people followed behind him, but Qinghe and Lianxiang had a few encounters. The last one was smiling happily, which was the one who opened the door for him before. Tan Zong didn't know whose girl he was with him.

"What's going on?" Tan Zong didn't think about the many common etiquette rules and asked, pulling Su Jin's hand straight up and asking.
Chapter completed!