Ye Chunqiu sighed softly, thinking of the pity in his heart, probably because of his pity, he wanted to change. When he stepped out of Nanjing, he finally had the power of Weibo.

He has been here, so he must leave a mark here.

In the words of the saint, if you are poor, you will be careless; if you are successful, you will be as good as your wife and concubines... Uh, if you are wrong, you will be able to help the world.

The hazy sparks in the distance were getting closer and closer, and finally arrived at the dock. The large ship carrying grain was about to set off.

A military officer was waiting anxiously here and saw the Ye family father and son. Ye Jing took the lead and said, "Student Ye Jing, this is a dog's son..."

"I have heard of two top scholars. Lord Qian has already told me to take good care of him. Haha... Get on the ship quickly, the ship is leaving."

Ye Chunqiu smiled with a good impression of this military officer, and his business was fair and unrestrained. Brother Qian's friend was so happy.

After boarding the boat, the military officer led the father and son to a cabin. Ye Chunqiu and his son put down their luggage, Ye Jing took out some steamed cakes he brought, and the father and son ate them.

After taking a nagging nap, Ye Chunqiu got up and it was already bright. When he walked to the deck, he found that the canal boat had already started. The huge creature slowly moved northward. Along the coast, there was a bare-legged boatman who was yelling and shouting horns, pulling the rope, and dragging the big boat forward.

Holding the side of the boat, I heard someone complaining in another place: "It will take more than ten days to arrive? I will stop after passing Beitongzhou. So, do these boatmen need to relay the canal ships? They are all corvee labor service conscripted? Alas... the people are suffering, and the people are suffering. Look at their clothes, but we are on the boat..."

Ye Chunqiu never expected that someone on this boat was worried about the country and the people. When he looked sideways, the man also happened to look in the direction of Ye Chunqiu.

After staring at each other, both of them showed the expression that it was you.

Ye Chunqiu smiled bitterly in his heart. It was Censor Deng. I said, in this Nanjing city, only Censor Deng was so worried about the country and the people. Ye Chunqiu thought of the fierceness of Censor Deng during the trial, and couldn't help but step forward and bowed: "Students have met Censor Deng."

"Not anymore." Deng Jian was also surprised that Ye Chunqiu was also on the boat. He became famous for his fierceness during the trial. In addition, the appreciation of the teacher Xie Qian, he was soon promoted. Deng Jian held his hands behind his back, with a faint smile on his lips. Although his legs were a little lame when he stood, he still seemed a little uneven in length, but he still had a free and easy temperament: "This time he entered the capital, the Mongolian court summoned him to the Ministry of Personnel to appoint a new official position."

Promoted...

Ye Chunqiu was very happy for Deng Jian. This person...what to say, although he is sometimes too funny, he is also a good official. He hurriedly said: "Congratulations to Lord Deng."

Deng Jian was in a complicated mood with Ye Chunqiu, damn... Since the 300 eight-legged articles came out, he extinguished his fighting spirit like ice water. Fortunately, he thought that those who can be eight-legged articles may not be able to be good officials. After all, not everyone can speak up as righteous as himself. When he thinks about this, he feels some comfort.

But looking at this boy, he still felt a little annoying. This guy was not mocking him. He raised his head and said, "Oh, there is nothing to congratulate. It's just a normal transfer. If you don't seek yourself, you don't care about these things. If you benefit all the people, it is the true intention of yourselves..."

Suddenly, his personality became noble. He held his hands behind his back and left a sentence: "Study hard and become an official in the future. If he is corrupt and abused the law, I will impeach you." After that, he limped back to his cabin, leaving behind a lonely back.

At noon, the canal boat was docking along the way. Ye Jing spent the silver and invited the boatman to buy some wine and vegetables. The two opened the cabin door and wanted to invite the military officer to eat and use it, but the military officer disappeared, so they simply started eating and using it.

Deng Jian lives next door and is eating the cook cake he brought. The cook cake is dry and hard, but there is no time to boil water on the boat. If it is soaked in water, it would be appropriate to eat it. At this time, when Deng Jian smelled the smell of wine and food in the cabin next door, he couldn't help but scold him. Is this like a Jinshi? Both father and son are both officials, so he knows that eating is really... it's really... it can't be described in words. Humph, being an official is also a corrupt official, lazy official, and stolen official. It's really annoying. There are so many poor people who can't even eat enough. It's really a waste of money and wine, meat and meat, and there are frozen bones on the road. If I go to the capital, I must criticize this...

He was gnawing on steamed cakes when someone knocked on the door. Deng Jian hurriedly hid the steamed cakes. He was afraid that people would see his hardships, so he went to open the door. Then he saw Ye Chunqiu standing at the door and looking at him with a smile and said, "Mr. Deng, my father has just bought some wine and vegetables. We are afraid that we can't finish it. Lord. Deng and us are always in love. You might as well go over and drink a few sips of wine."

Deng Jian narrowed his eyes and looked at Ye Chunqiu vigilantly: "You don't want to bribe me, right?"

Ye Chunqiu was stunned for a moment.

Deng Jian swallowed his saliva and said with a stern face: "The Henan Provincial Administration Office has suffered a locust plague this year. Do you know that many people are unable to eat and are displaced? Alas... How can you swallow your appetite after thinking about this?"

Ye Chunqiu was a little confused and had to bow and said, "Yes, yes, yes, then students..."

Deng Jian waved his hand and sighed, forget it, don't care about this, the steamed cake is really not delicious, and he is also hungry: "Okay, I'll have a few cups of bar with your father, and I won't look at monks and Buddha's faces."

After saying that, he arrived at Ye Chunqiu and his son's cabin without hesitation. When he saw roast chicken, sesame cakes as thin as cicadas, and some fried shredded pork, he immediately hooked up and greeted Ye Jing. He sat down and feasted. He drank it red and touched his stomach with a big belly, and then went back.

At night, Ye Chunqiu still went to invite him, and Deng Jian felt a little embarrassed: "Ah, still eat? This is not good. If you don't eat, you will not get into a relationship with me. The wealth is moving. Although the wine and food are beautiful, I will never bow down."

The next day, Deng Jian finally squeezed out some money and asked someone to buy some wine and vegetables to invite Ye Chunqiu to eat, which was considered a favor.

His leg injury has not healed, and he always walks on the deck, looking at the villages and towns along the way, he can't help but give some advice, but he looks energetic.

After one month, the canal boats stopped and finally arrived in Beitongzhou. Beitongzhou was not far from the capital. Deng Jian was from Beitongzhou, so he naturally had to get off the boat and visit relatives first before preparing to enter Beijing.

Finally separated from Deng Jian, Ye Jing was filled with words: "Chunqiu, this Censor Deng always feels strange."

Ye Chunqiu felt the same way: "Yes, the child also thinks he is always weird."

Well, what does it have to do with me? If someone is unwilling to deal with me, it will be up to his personality.
Chapter completed!