Chapter 141: Who is afraid of whom?

The side door where Sun Envoy left was opened in a small garden in the prefecture yamen. Although this garden is not big, the governor has to come and go from here every day, so the servants are very considerate when they take care of it. It is very pleasant to see the flowers and willows in the Spring and Autumn Period. Even if Sun Envoy stays in the office for a long time and feels so frustrated, he also likes to take a walk in this small balloon for some breath.

After watching Sun Envoy pass through the side door, Tang Cheng did not rush to leave, and walked slowly on the flower path in the small garden with his hands behind his back.

It is already cold winter now, and the flowers in the small garden have already withered and a desolate scene. Tang Cheng's eyes unconsciously looked at the desolate flowers and plants, but his mind is turning sharply, thinking about what Sun Jun said just now.

The envoy Sun clearly meant to persuade him to leave!

Although I had known that the new Shandong East Observer General was Yu Dongjun, the Minister of Works of the Ministry of Works, Zhang Liang also mentioned the situation of this person, but after all, it was too rough. What kind of person was he and what kind of regulations would he implement after he came? Now this seems too far, but for the Jinzhou Prefecture and Tang Cheng, everything about Yu Dongjun will exist as a solid background. The Jinzhou Prefecture Office, which will inevitably change dramatically after the New Year, will operate in this context and start dancing.

Unfortunately, more situations about this background are unknown.

Not to mention these distant backgrounds, what kind of person will the new state governor be? Strong, peaceful? Or is Sun Jun like a loose outside and tight inside? Speaking of which, the new envoy's style of conduct is really related to everyone who seeks food in the state yamen. Unfortunately, he also knows nothing about the situation of the new envoy.

Thinking of this, Tang Cheng shook his head. Whether it is the background or the small environment in Jinzhou in the future, it is much more difficult than the moment when he gets along with Ma No. 1!

Without Sun Jun, there is no direct leverage. Facing a horse that has been dug by himself, this situation is really damn challenging. Thinking of this, Tang Cheng breathed a sigh of relief.

In the cold weather, the breath he exhaled suddenly turned into a white mist in front of his eyes, and then suddenly disappeared.

It’s hard, damn! Without Sun Jun, you will not be alive? An old horse is worthy of your own escape? I am a man after all, and if I am a man, I can’t be cowardly!

He kicked heavily on the tree in front, and the trunks were shaking. The withered yellow leaves that were still hanging on it floated down, landing on Tang Cheng's head and shoulders, but he didn't brush it. He felt that as he stepped down, his heart was much more relaxed. At the same time, he also had a bloody fighting spirit surged from the bottom of his heart under the blowing of the cold wind.

Since entering the Yunxi County Government, there have been so many civil servants in the Tang Dynasty. In front of them, there were magistrates of Zhang County and Zhao Laohu, and later Sun Envoy. This is the first time that Tang Cheng has dealt with a difficult situation alone without any support. Although it is a bit nervous, this kind of nervous pressure can also promote bloodiness and fighting spirit for people with a tough personality.

Come on, I am a time traveler, and my grandson, who is afraid of whom?

Go? Tang Cheng never thought about it. Even when Sun Envoy just tactfully advised him, he never thought about leaving. Where to go?

Go back! With Lao Ma here, he just wanted to go home to farm. He defeated the county magistrate and destroyed the family magistrate. He didn't want to be as good as Chen Zi'ang. He was so awesome that he was actually unjustly killed in prison by a small county magistrate Duan Jian.

If you can't go back, you can't go to Chang'an. The Golden City is much more complicated and dangerous than the Jinzhou. Li Sanlang will face the enemies of the land, whether it is Empress Wei, Princess Taiping, or even his father, Prime Minister An Guo, who is not ten times or a hundred times stronger than the old horse? If Tang Cheng can't even handle the horse in front of him, is there a bird to go to Chang'an?

Tang Cheng’s current situation is like having no way forward and backward. Even if he can advance or retreat, he will not leave. I’m just consuming it here! As the saying goes, if a man is a man, he can’t be cowardly. Who is afraid of whom?

After resolving the negative emotions brought by Sun Envoy Sun's words just now, Tang Cheng, full of fighting spirit, kicked the tree hard again, watching the yellow leaves floating and flying all over the sky.

"This ghost place is really cold." After his spirits were calm, Tang Chengcai felt the coldness here, and no longer had the intention to stay here and walked out.

What I just thought about was my own road after the New Year. At this time, Tang Cheng, who was walking on the path of the stone-paved ground, was thinking about returning to Qingming Festival, suddenly thought about the road to Daocheng next door. The emperor was concerned about this, and Yu Dongjun came down for this.

I was really confused just now! What is the background of Shandong East Road after the New Year? Isn’t it just the road? No matter who Yu Dongjun is, no matter how he acts, his purpose is this. I don’t know anything else, but what’s wrong with not seeing clearly. As long as I grasp this main contradiction, the way will not be wrong.

His more than 400 acres of river beach land were not bought for nothing, but he also pointed to this road to increase value and make money! Road, Tang Cheng walked the road under his feet, but his mind turned to the road that the emperor wanted to repair and Yu Dongjun wanted to repair.

In this process, what role can Jinzhou, which is adjacent to Fangzhou, play? And how should he himself specifically and truly grasp this main contradiction?

Trends and trends, such words seem lingering and dizzy, but they are real and powerful. And the more they are in the society dominated by man, the more powerful the trend is. In later generations, there was a trend that instantly created a farmer as a vice premier and made a small worker rise like a rocket to the vice president of the country. Tang Cheng did not want to be Wang Hongwen, nor did he think about being Chen Yonggui. What he is thinking about now is just using the trend.

There is often no distinction between right and wrong in the humiliating yamen, or the different ways of measuring right and wrong are more focused on direction. When the trend is together, following is right, and going against it is wrong!

What is the upcoming trend of Shandong East Road? As long as you follow this trend and hide in this trend, you will be safest.

Through Zhang Liang, I learned the upcoming trend, which is Tang Cheng’s biggest advantage at this moment. However, due to the limitations of his identity and position, when thinking about how to keep up with and utilize the trend, it is difficult for Tang Cheng to have any plans now. There are too many things and too many variables. He knows too few things and can’t see clearly!

If you can't see clearly, you can't see clearly. After thinking for a while, Tang Cheng simply stopped thinking about it. Since he was unable to manipulate the general trend, he could only wait until the trend started before responding. At least he knew the direction and was fully prepared. After the New Year, he had to go to the right direction and try to seize every available opportunity in the trend.

Putting aside these metaphysical trends for the time being, and walking home, Tang Cheng thought of the real thing on the way. For him, the corruption case caused by Lao Liang had completely passed after today. All he had to do after that was to not have any trouble in the position of Sitian Cao, the judge.

To establish one's own self-righteousness, Tang Cheng reminded himself again in his heart that he should not take any money that should not be collected. This is not only because he was touched by the child in the morning. In the situation in front of him, he could not leave any handle for Lao Ma to catch him. To be closer, this is a must for self-protection; to be farther, he cannot lose the position of Sitian Cao's judge Si.

The first thing to do when building a road is to use land, as long as he is still in this position. As long as he still has the land in Jinzhou, even if he is small, he cannot avoid him in the great cause of road construction in the East Army. This is a gap. Although it is a small gap, it is the gateway for Tang Cheng to possess the trend.

While keeping one's own mind and keeping the door, you should also contact those who need to strengthen contact. For example, if you have no Sun Envoy above you, it is particularly important to borrow power from below...

Thinking of this in his mind, it was already completely dark when Tang Cheng arrived home, and he entered the main room of the inner courtyard. Lancao served him and changed into the outer clothes.

After changing into soft and casual home clothes, Tang Cheng sat down comfortably by the fire cage, roasting the fire, and eating the hot wine on the fire cage.

Tang Cheng was also a little tired on this day. At this time, he returned home and sat by the fire cage. He ate the hot and slimmed rice. He felt that everything was ironed from the inside to the outside. As long as there was such a comfortable and comfortable home, he could completely relax. No matter how hard or tired a man was outside, it was nothing. "It was so enjoyable to warm wine at the cold night! Orchid, come and eat a cup."

"Sanlejiu is so strong that I will be dizzy after eating it," Lancao said, taking the wine cups handed by Tang Cheng and drinking it all. After drinking, she went out again. After a while, when she came back, there were already two small cups on her hand, a bean and a dried salted deer jerky, all of which were good things to drink.

After putting the two small cups on the small table beside Tang Cheng, Lancao sat down on the other side, "Acheng, Lai Fuer is coming again when it's almost dark." Lancao's tone was a little weak when it was spoken.

When he came back, he was thinking about what he was thinking just now, but he forgot about this matter. Tang Cheng nodded, picked up a piece of jerky and threw it into his mouth and chewed it, vaguely: "What did he say?"

"The little Tao landlord is surnamed Ma, and he is a different person in the state yamen." When Lancao was talking, his eyes remained on Tang Cheng's face, very tight.

"It's him." Tang Cheng was mentally prepared in the morning. He was not surprised. He sucked the wine in the cup into his mouth with a squeak, turned his head to look at the orchid, "Well, continue."

Seeing that Tang Cheng's expression was normal, Lancao felt much more relaxed. While taking the wine cup and continuing, he continued: "Laifu's responsibilities have also asked clearly. He is a person around Ma Biejia, who is specifically responsible for the study."

"People around you!" Hearing this, Tang Cheng took the wine cup and paused in the air, "Don't you know what happened to Lai Fu and Xiao Taoer?"

"How dare you let your master know about this? The family law is stricter, and you will be beaten to death if you know it."

Tang Cheng put the wine cup to his mouth and sipped it slowly. He hadn't spoken for a long time. Lancao didn't know what he was thinking, and his face gradually became a little nervous.

"Well, just don't know." After a long time, Tang Cheng spoke and noticed the abnormality of the orchid, "What's wrong?"

"I heard that the other official is very big..." Lancao's face turned dark, "Acheng, if you think..."

"What are you thinking about?" Tang Cheng picked up a piece of deer jerkraut and stuffed it into the mouth of the orchid who was talking hesitantly, "Can you still change your mind if I promise you something?"

"That……".

"There's nothing good. Since I promised you, I won't be able to get back the words." Tang Cheng stretched out his hand and smiled and pinched Lancao's face, "You are just thinking about it and pouring wine!"

This time, Lancao completely let go of her heart, and the nervous expression on her face disappeared. She looked at Tang Cheng's eyes with watery dependence and trust.

"Be careful, the wine will spill!" Tang Cheng reached out and grabbed the wine bowl in Lancao's hand, "Have you done the business of renting a house and buying a girl? And when will they come out?"

"After all done, the woman was deaf and dumb, but she was older. Both girls had just come out of the mountains and were afraid of strangers, and they talked less." After Lancao put the wine cup, she held Tang Cheng's hand with both hands and drew circles on it with her fingers. She continued to say, "Sister Xiaotao has to wait for the opportunity. Laifu said that in two days it will be mid-month. The couple will go to the temple outside the city to pray to Guanyin for their son. This will be a good time. By the way, Laifu also said that he would kowtow to Acheng. Thank you for your willingness to take in Xiaotao."

"I'm not asking him to kowtow? Of course, people want to meet, but not now." After that, Tang Cheng put the wine cup aside, and his hand held Lancao's hand, and said solemnly: "I've said everything I should say. You don't see Lai Fu again in the next few days. Remember my morning words, why do they escape? After coming out, don't go to see Xiaotao within at least ten days. Don't go to the house you rented. This will be good for you."

Lancao nodded, "Yeah, I've written it down."

"Cheng, let's settle down first, let's talk about the others later." Tang Cheng patted his hand afraid of orchids, "When the news passes, these two people are fine. If you have a contract, household registration or something, then think of a solution."

"Yes." When Tang Cheng said this, Lancao nodded obediently, with bright eyes. "Yes, Acheng, you are a judge and an official, and you can control the entire Jinzhou land and acres..."

Tang Cheng, who had eaten half a cup of wine on a fire cage and warmed his whole body, went to the study to look for Master Yan. As a student of the Ming Dynasty, he had already finished the four books needed for his homework, and also completed the "Book of Songs", "Book of Books" and "Book of Rites" in the Five Classics. Now Master Yan is talking about the geography of the "Book of Changes", and when this is the past, there will be only one "Spring and Autumn".

After the "Spring and Autumn Annals" is finished, Tang Cheng has officially become a teacher. Of course, the teacher mentioned here means that the most basic things have been mastered and truly possess the foundation of self-study. As for further analyzing and debating theories, there is no end. This not only requires learning from the strengths of many schools, but also requires combining them with real life to expand your knowledge. These things cannot be taught by just one teacher.

When the study ended, it was already the beginning of the ugly moment. Tang Cheng sent Master Yan back to the room. When he was about to go to the backyard to rest, he heard a low and dumb voice calling him, "Tang Cheng, come here."

The person who called him was Mr. Yan, who had never attended a class since he entered the house. At this time, he was standing in the room opposite and waved to Tang Cheng through the open window.

When Tang Cheng arrived at the room opposite, he smelled a smell of wine when he entered the door, a fire cage, a pot of hot wine, and a cup of Hu beans. Mr. Yan was enjoying the comfort of warm wine at the cold night just like when he arrived home.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Tang Cheng smiled knowingly, "Mr. Yan, haven't you rested so late?"

Mr. Yan didn't let him drink the wine in the cup in a squeak, and waved his hand, "There is a pen and ink on the desk. You can do whatever you want. I'll copy a powder copy first and I'll take a look."

The drunkard finally remembered his duties. Tang Cheng smiled and agreed, "Okay", and then went to the desk to pick up the pen.

The window was open, and there was a osmanthus tree outside the window. Tang Cheng had read "Picture of the Osmanthus Under the Moon" before, and he didn't think about anything else now. He picked up the pen and started to sketch it out.

Painting is the most memorable, just like reading. Tang Cheng was very interesting after he sank in. Unconsciously, he didn't know how many times he had passed. A pink copy of "The Picture of the Lonely Under the Moon" had been completed. If you draw according to the method of drawing the ground according to the time, you should color it. However, as a painting skill teacher, Old Yan was funny and didn't even have these most basic things to eat in the house.

After painting the powder book, Tang Cheng looked carefully while waiting for the ink to dry. It was okay. At his level, he could be considered to be a super-level performance.

"Sir, take a look." After the ink on the powder book was completely dried, Tang Cheng took it to Mr. Yan.

"Have you really learned to draw?" Lao Yan didn't stop. After drinking, he glanced at him and said something that could kill people, "Don't throw it away, you won't waste your pen and ink."

After these days, Tang Cheng had known that Old Yan was a bird man, so he was not angry at what he said. He looked more and more like the rare master in martial arts novels in later generations. Thinking of this, Tang Cheng was not only not angry, but was a little surprised.

Since Lao Yan was like this, Tang Cheng did not speak in front of him as if he was facing Master Yan, and was as solemn as he was at Dabin. Instead, he sat down by the fire cage, picked up a few beans and chewed in his mouth, and said while eating: "I have been learning to draw for a short time, and it has been abandoned for the past month. It is reasonable that this pink book does not meet the teacher's eyes. But there is no difference, and it needs improvement, and the teacher should also say it."

"What are you saying? Hey, there are not many beans anymore, eat slowly!" Old Yan spread his five fingers on the small cup containing beans, "Your powder book is not the same, what do I say?"

Damn, Lao Yan's behavior is so great. Tang Cheng was so amused and laughed, "So what should I do?"

"Wait", Lao Yan drank the wine in the cup, moved the small cup containing beans in front of him and then got up and walked towards the couch.

The messy couch on his bed was no different from a doghouse. Old Yan Gong touched the corner of the couch against the wall for a while, and took out a scroll.

"From tomorrow, you will follow this. The spirit, brushwork and other things are useless to tell you now. Just ask for a similar look. Remember, don't be clever. If you look at what the painting is, just follow it. The more you look like the strokes, the better." Old Yan threw the scroll into Tang Cheng's arms. "At least one hour a day. Once it starts, it cannot be interrupted. If you still have less than seventy-minute images in a month, you can return this painting as soon as possible, so don't delay your time to learn painting."

Tang Cheng opened the scroll and saw that it was a "Picture of the Garden Under the Moon". The picture depicts a picture of several ladies enjoying the garden under the Moon, and there are also osmanthus trees.

After all, Tang Cheng had learned to draw for a while. Although he was not good at hand and had some eyesight, he felt comfortable and good after the scroll was displayed, but the specificity was not enough.

"Okay, go, I'll take the powder you copied every five days and read it. Remember it, don't be clever, just press this honestly, no matter how hard it is, you can't get any stroke or stroke." While looking at the painting, Tang Cheng reached over to grab Hu Dou. Old Yan moved Xiaozhan to his side again, "Let's go, it's so late, leave quickly."

Tang Cheng reached out and touched the air, turned his head and noticed Lao Yan's little movements. Damn, as for it, it's just a few beans!

"Sir, look, this place...", while Lao Yan turned his head and came over, Tang Cheng reached out and grabbed most of the Hu Dou in the cup and stood up.

He threw the beans in his hand into his mouth. Tang Cheng chewed it squeaked and said vaguely: "It's getting late, sir, you should go to bed early too. The beans are hard, and it's hard to eat when they are old." After that, he kept drawing the house with half a step.

Hearing the laughter from outside the house, Old Yan looked down at the small cups of only five or six beans left, and murmured, "Little bastard! His hands are so cruel." Although he was cursing, Mr. Yan's very wrinkled mouth showed a smile.

Chengning Laotu said it right, this Tang Cheng is about his own temperament!

It was so late that the servants were sleeping. At this time, they just wanted to find something to drink. Outside the house, Tang Cheng remembered his actions just now and couldn't help laughing for a while. To be honest, getting along with Old Yan was much more relaxed and comfortable than being with Master Yan. Such actions like before Master Yan were really hard to imagine.

While smiling, Tang Cheng returned to the inner courtyard and rested.
To be continued...