Chapter 26 Emperor Qing: Let’s get started
That was... after he had the idea of writing a vernacular novel, one day, his second sister came to the fire-inspecting yamen to bring him lunch, and kept muttering "Dream of Red Mansions, Red Mansions". He casually mentioned, "I'll also write a vernacular novel for you and Miss Ruoruo to appreciate."
When it comes to really putting it into practice, I feel a little timid.
The title of "Dream of Red Mansions", "the culmination of ancient and modern novels", is not just given to one or two people.
The most important thing is that the second sister omitted her name and only left "Ruoruo", which only aroused suspicion.
Don't let people misunderstand that he is having a quarrel of personal feelings or acting like a literati looking down on each other.
He still understands the principle that there is no first in literature and no second in martial arts.
He paused in his cutting and shuffling of cards and subconsciously glanced across at the opposite side.
Qia Fan Ruoruo's expression also paused when she heard this.
This…
Did Ling'er say this on purpose?
Or did this person really mention it?
Why not write a story-telling novel?
He is very poetic and can write poems...
Ok?
Write to me?
An inexplicable emotion in her heart drove her to look up.
Their eyes met for just a moment.
Ye Zheng immediately retracted his gaze, and did not explain the misunderstanding in his second sister's words. He just laughed and said, "Second sister, I'm just saying, how can I be as talented as my brother..."
"Excellent work, Mr. Qi."
His words were choked back by Fan Ruoruo.
Looking at her again, the moisture in her beautiful eyes just now had turned into cleverness and cunningness, and there was a faint smile at the corners of her lips.
What's the big deal?
What about the talented woman who is as pure as a chrysanthemum?
The young lady wants to give me some strength.
Then... I can only increase the strength of the young lady.
Ye Zheng raised his eyebrows and said with some embarrassment, "Well, I'll try my best."
"Brother, you can make a lot of money by writing storybooks." Fan Sizhe interrupted the topic at the right time.
Fan Ruoruo's pretty face tensed up, and she glared at her brother, "Why do you always bring 'making money' into everything?"
She was not a person who had never been involved in housework, as could be seen from her excellent housewife skills. She was really worried that her brother was full of money and would make people look down on her family.
"Hey, Sizhe has a unique vision, not inferior to those big merchants in Dongyi City."
Ye Zheng's words almost made Fan Sizhe burst into tears, and he wanted to bow down to him.
He grabbed Ye Zheng's arm and said excitedly, "Brother, from now on you are my real brother."
Ye Zheng looked at the somewhat annoyed Fan Ruoruo, exchanged glances with her, and patted Fan Sizhe's arm, saying with a hint of meaning, "This... my dear brother doesn't have to do that."
On the opposite side, Fan Ruoruo's cheeks flushed slightly when she heard that.
……
7:15 pm
There is no curfew in the Kingdom of Qing. After dusk, there are still many people on the streets. However, the management is strict. There are people patrolling the city from the Bingmasi to patrol and be on guard, and the patrolling fire watchmen are also considered a patrol force.
In front of the gate of the Ye Mansion, Ye Zhong held the drunk Fan Jian. When he looked at Fan Jian's face, his eyes were full of sympathy; when he glanced at his youngest son beside him, there was a hint of hostility.
Ye Zheng, who was holding Fan Sizhe, also felt quite aggrieved.
He was very puzzled. Was it because his father-in-law preferred this kind of drink and he had to test his son-in-law's alcohol tolerance?
He, the Godzilla template, what stomach? What's the point of wine?
I remember that two years ago, when he was on night watch, he got his father drunk the first time he drank.
Today it is the turn of the future father-in-law and future brother-in-law.
Liu Ruyu and Fan Ruoruo were eating in the inner courtyard today and had no idea about the situation of the man in front.
When the mother and daughter, escorted by Cui Yan and Ye Ling'er, arrived at the gate, they saw the younger one snoring on Ye Zheng's shoulder, and the older one stretched out a limp hand, grabbing something in the air, and kept muttering, "My dear son-in-law, let's have another drink, you and me... let's have another drink, uh..."
"My God, how much did you drink?" Liu Ruyu hurried forward and observed Fan Jian's condition nervously, with some resentment in her words.
"Master, master..."
She called out twice, but Fan Jian ignored her.
Looking at my son again, he was almost snoring loudly, but he was sleeping soundly.
When Fan Ruoruo first saw her father drunk beyond recognition, she frowned slightly and was a little annoyed. But after hearing what her father said, the object of her annoyance turned to her biological father.
Cui Yan stepped forward, trying to cover up for his son, but heard Ye Ling'er say, "Ye Zhuangzhuang, you did a good thing, didn't you?"
It's better to admit it now than to hide it all night and then let people know the 'culprit', right?
Ye Ling'er was right.
Liu Ruyu and Fan Ruoruo looked at him in surprise. Ye Zheng smiled and said, "It's my fault. It's my fault. I had a great chat with Shishu and Sizhe, and we got along very well. I couldn't help but drink a little too much."
In fact, he didn't need to cover it up. When Ye Zheng implicitly admitted it, Liu Ruyu and Fan Ruoruo knew that it must have been Fan Jian's own doing.
As for Fan Sizhe…
They didn't know how touched they were by Ye Zheng's recognition and understanding of Fan Sizhe. Every glass of wine he offered was a token of his friendship for his brother-in-law. Liu Ruyu felt helpless and puzzled. She didn't test Zheng's drinking capacity at her own house last time, but why did she go to someone else's house and try it desperately?
Think about it, the old man has a good alcohol tolerance, and he also went to the Crystal River when he was young...
"Zheng'er can drink quite a bit." She said with emotion.
Ye Zheng smiled naively, not really knowing whether this was a plus or minus.
"Zheng'er, it's very cold at night, send your uncle and Sizhe to the carriage."
Cui Yan's words solved the problem.
Liu Ruyu then saw Ye Zheng carrying Fan Jian and Fan Sizhe into the carriage steadily as if he was carrying a child. One must know that drunk people tend to be unusually fat or thin.
"Zheng'er is quite strong."
Liu Ruyu's praise is always so simple and straightforward.
"Take your time on the road, and we'll meet again in a few days."
"Go back, don't get caught in the cold."
……
At night, the imperial study was still brightly lit.
"Fan Jian and Ye Chong have been in close contact these days."
Li Yunqian slowly rolled up the paper in his hand and said in an inexplicable tone.
A few steps in front of the horizontal table, Chen Pingping in a wheelchair smiled faintly, "I think the children are about to get married."
Emperor Qing stood up, put his hands behind his back and looked into the void, "My children are about to have good fortune... Great."
"Speaking of which, Fan Xian...is also about to get married." Chen Pingping's smile always revealed restraint and control.
Emperor Qing glanced at him, and the latter immediately lowered his head slightly.
With a smile, Li Yunqian sat back on the couch.
After a long pause, he said, "Let's get started."
……
The next day, study
"Daqing. Various Departments' Responsibilities", "The Military Command is responsible for patrolling and arresting thieves, clearing streets and ditches, and prisoners, and prohibiting fires; all areas inside and outside the capital are divided into different areas, and vagrants and evil people in the area are arrested and punished; if the emperor visits the suburbs, he will lead the villagers to provide services..."
"Brother, the master is here." Xiao Tao suddenly came to report.
Ye Zheng stood up, a look of doubt flashed across his eyes, his father was having a day off today.
Before he could go to greet him, Ye Zhong appeared at the door of the study room, looked at the book in his youngest son's hand from a distance, nodded, and said, "Follow me to the martial arts hall."
Ye Zheng was stunned.
At this time?
He was confused, but put the book down.
"You were the commander of the patrol fire detectives before, and I was training you, but I didn't give you much help. Your mother often scolded me." Ye Chong suddenly said in the corridor where the spring breeze was blowing and the fragrance of flowers was in the air.
Ye Zheng guessed, "My mother cares about me, and my father also cares about me."
"If jade is not polished, it cannot be made into a useful tool. Although I did not witness the fire fighting during the Shangsi Festival, the story of you directing the fire fighting was widely spread. I also heard about it. When I met with my colleagues and old friends, many of them praised you."
Ye Zheng had some distorted thoughts about what his father said, "Is this considered showing off? Praising someone too much, right?"
Glancing at him, Ye Zhong chuckled and said, "It would be best if you could understand. A fancy sedan is carried by thousands of people. Others are just talking. If you take it seriously, you'd be stupid."
"It's saved by my son." Ye Zheng nodded seriously.
Ye Zhong nodded slightly, walked a little further, and said, "You, the deputy commander of the military division, are in charge of the South City. Not to mention Tianhe Avenue, there are garrison divisions patrolling there. The South City and the southwest are intertwined with shops and people's homes. It can be said to be complicated. You have to be more careful."
"Has the area under my jurisdiction been mapped out before I took office?" Ye Zheng was surprised.
"After the court meeting yesterday, the deputy commander of the military division in charge of South City was arrested by the Inspection Office for extorting bribes."
"Uh…"
His father's words left him speechless for a moment.
This is not a good sign.
Every time he gets promoted in the future, won't everyone in the martial arts troupe feel insecure?
Is Lao Deng using him as a knife?
You are the bad one, Lao Deng.
"Since you have received the emperor's grace, you should also relieve your majesty's worries."
Ye Zheng secretly understood the hidden meaning in his father's words.
"I summoned you today not to test your progress in martial arts."
Dad finally got to the point. Ye Zheng looked over with some anticipation. Did you find some ninth-rank helper for your son?
'The fifth day is a good time, and we wish you a long life together', dear readers, happy Dragon Boat Festival!
(End of this chapter)