Hey, that horse-riding boy, if you don’t mind, you can stay with me.”
Just as Zhu Pingan rolled onto his horse and was about to go find an inn to stay at, he suddenly heard a thick, hoarse voice from behind him.
In the stagecoach station full of mockery and blank stares, this voice was very abrupt.
Curious, Zhu Pingan pulled on the horse’s reins, turned his horse around, and followed the voice in the direction of the post station.
The speaker was a man with a Chinese character face about one metre seventy-five in height, in his thirties, dressed in plain clothes, but standing there like a sheathed sword.
Although this person is dressed in plain clothes, but the post station personnel to its very respectful, perhaps with compliments and curry favour more appropriate.
Thus, Zhu Pingan became somewhat curious about this person.
“I can’t wait to be thanked, I can’t even thank him enough for the long drought.” Zhu Pingan rolled over and dismounted from his horse, arching his hand and bowing to the man from afar, smiling and thanking him loudly.
“Heh heh heh, you’re an interesting youngster, my room there is quite spacious.” The man laughed, then turned his head to the stagehand standing beside him and asked in an affirmative tone, “Is it against the rules for me to do this? May I need to report back to the post master?”
Hearing the man’s question, the postman’s face was full of complimentary smiles as he shook his head and said, “There’s no violation of the rules, there’s no need to trouble Lord Postmaster for this kind of small matter, Lord Yang is really ancient and warm-hearted.”
The man was not at all impressed by the postman’s compliments, he didn’t even have the intention to cope with it, he turned his head and didn’t even look at the postman again.
“This lord, thank you so much.” Zhu Pingan led his horse to the man’s side and once again arched his hand to express his gratitude.
“It’s just a matter of raising my hand.” The man waved his hand carelessly.
After saying a few words, Zhu Pingan followed the guidance of the stagecoach personnel and placed the horse in the stagecoach stables before carrying the parcel on his back as the man walked towards his room.
This post station was much better than any of the post stations that Zhu Ping An had stayed at in the past, the buildings of the post station were all much cleaner and broader, even much better than most of the inns. The room that this man was staying in was almost the best rooms in the post, the room was a two-entry suite, the outer room was slightly smaller, the inner room was the master bedroom which was much more spacious.
“You can then rest here.” The man led Zhu Pingan to the outer room. “I can’t live in two rooms by myself anyway.”
Zhu Pingan arched his hand and thanked him.
The clothes this man wore were not much better than his own, they were very plain, about this man’s family was not very well off either. He called out to himself at the entrance of the post station, probably because he was dressed in plain clothes. He must have been moved by compassion.
I just don’t know what position this person is, looking at the behaviour of the post staff to please and flatter, this person should have an unusual status.
“Thank you, Your Excellency, I am Zhu Pingan, a native of Anqing Province. I have yet to ask for your name. In the future, Ping An will also be able to thank Your Excellency.” After placing the things in the outer room, Zhu Pingan arched his hand and bowed to the man.
“This deserves no thanks, anyway, I can’t live in two rooms by myself. I can see that you are a scholar at such a young age, and your future is unlimited. These postmen are very good at stepping on people’s toes, so you don’t need to take it to heart. My name is Yang, my cousin’s name is Zhongfang. You don’t have to call me “Senior” and “Senior” anymore, you’re older than me, so call me “Brother Yang”.”
Yang Zhongfang smiled and shook his head, patted Zhu Pingan’s shoulder and pointed to himself.
Yang Zhongfang?
Hearing the three words Yang Zhongfang. Zhu Pingan’s body shook as if he had been struck by lightning. During the Jiajing period of the Ming Dynasty, the surname Yang and the character Zhongfang? Could it be Yang Jisheng, who is known as the “First Fierce Man of the Ming Dynasty”?
As for why Yang Jisheng is the first fierce man of the Ming Dynasty, there is a reason. Ming Dynasty officials are notorious for wanting to be famous, to the emperor, down to the hundred officials, no one dares to scold. Yang Jisheng, Yang Lian, is the representative of this group of fierce people, is this group of fierce people in the fierce people. Although Yang Jisheng was not a magistrate, he often did the things of magistrates, so it is not impossible to put him into the magistrates.
Yang Jisheng came from a farming family and played cattle when he was a child. At the age of thirteen, he was enrolled in school, but in his twenties when he won the lift, thirty-one years old, and Zhang Juzheng is the same session of the scholar. He had no money and no power. But he had a life, and dared to play life.
This man has impeached the number one man in the army and the number one man in politics.
Impeaching this kind of tough guy is definitely not a good idea. I won’t go into too much detail. Anyway, this man has been imprisoned many times for impeachment. Once he was beaten with more than a hundred canes before being sent to prison. Skin open, flesh is rotting, this buddy in prison broke a bowl, with the shards of the rotting flesh cut down, without changing his face, it is said that in the side to watch the head of the prison are shivering and fainted. A colleague wanted to give him a snake gall to relieve pain, the buddy not only refused but also said I have my own gall, what do I need snake gall for!
So, this mate is deservedly the first fierce man of the Ming Dynasty.
If it is Yang Jisheng, he should be impeachment of the army prison was sent to jail after three consecutive promotions, by Yan Song recommended, to the capital to serve as a member of the Department of the Wu Xuan Lang. This also explains why the post station people will be so flattering and flatter him, this is the person recommended by the first minister Yan. Of course, soon Yan Song will regret it.
How fortunate to have seen a real person, Zhu Pingan looked at Yang Jisheng, breathing a little sharply. Thinking about it, such an upright person, finally ended up in that field, can not help but make people indignant.
One must do everything in one’s power to avoid this tragedy.
“Brother Zhu, is there anything wrong?” Yang Jisheng saw Zhu Pingan staring at himself with wide eyes, and couldn’t help but ask strangely.
“No, nothing.” Zhu Pingan smiled and shook his head.
“Oh.” Yang Jisheng nodded, then said to Zhu Pingan, “I see that Brother Zhu is very dusty, he should have travelled a long distance to come here. If you go out and turn left, you will find the back kitchen of the post station, so you can use my name and have some lunch. After the meal, you can also rest early, my brother still has important things to do, so I’ll excuse myself.”
Zhu Pingan arched his hand and sent Yang Jisheng into the inner room, and then according to what Yang Jisheng said, he went to the back kitchen of the post station, and also ignored the gaze of the post station personnel, and asked for two steamed buns and a congee and small dishes, and slowly ate them.
After eating dinner, the sun has set, Zhu Pingan went back to his room, Yang Jisheng’s room has been lit up oil lamps. Zhu Pingan slightly cleaned up the bed, and then also picked up the oil lamp, Bing Lantern night reading up.
The night was silent, the moon was dark, the whole post station was covered in darkness, only the two rooms where Zhu Pingan and Yang Jisheng were were still lit, the dim candlelight lengthened the swaying shadows, which appeared to be extraordinarily silent.
It was only at about midnight that Zhu Pingan put away his scrolls, extinguished the oil lamps, and fell into a deep sleep!
