Chapter 51 Shaoxing Master

Author: Science and Technology Innovation Board

Chapter 51 Shaoxing Master

Sun Chuanting held a pine flower glaze tea cup with one hand and a pastel flower and bird picture embroidery punch with the other hand. He suspected that Li Mian was like the soft and soft embroidery cushion on the embroidery punch, which was from Jiangnan.

Mr. Xixi from Jiangxi and his rank from Shaoxing.

With Li Mian's unique insights into the complex situation in the court, he is not only a famous Shaoxing army in the officialdom, but also a leader among them.

Sun Chuanting said a word without any end: "Before Jin Guan lived in the mountain temple, where was his ancestral home? Could it be that he was a Shaoxing person?"

Li Mian himself did not know his ancestral homeland, nor did he understand why Sun Chuanting asked about this: "I don't know very well which prefecture and county I am in. If you know, you have to ask Abbot Fang."

Sun Chuanting asked this, but he was just expressing his feelings. He didn't want to make friends with his hometown, and he didn't care where Li Mian's ancestral home was.

The spring breeze in early spring came, wrinkling the green waters of the lake, and the waves rippling, bringing a good and fresh atmosphere.

Although Sun Yifa regretted not being able to set up the main table in the Eight Immortals Pavilion, he also placed the main table on the top of many mahogany round tables embedded in marble, which was quite a bit Zun Chong, who sat in the north when Mr. Yuan preached.

The scholars who still gave the censor Wan'an were mostly officials, gentry and princes.

The family has a lot of relationships in the capital, and some of them are even the sons and nephews of Wan'an's boss, which greatly boosted his face.

Sun Yifa did not say anything about Sun Chuanting's slander, saying that he stopped the main table from being placed in the Eight Immortals Pavilion and took the opportunity to pour some dirty water on him.

It’s not that Sun Yifa didn’t want to, but he just knew that it would not do anything to say it, and would cause himself trouble.

So what can I do after I say it? Wan An, the censor of the Censorate, could not impeach a juren, and he still had no official position and could not help but lose his identity.

The duty of the Censor of the Censorate is to pick up all officials. If it is Sun Gong and Yuan Gong, who once served as officials in the court, have committed acts that are inappropriate, they will be impeached by Wan'an.

Be able to eat well among the officials and gentry in the capital, and learn to judge the situation and weigh the pros and cons.

As long as it is beneficial to itself, Sun Chuanting doesn't mind turning into a stubborn and stubborn green in the eyes of everyone, and he is trying hard to tear up with Sun Chuanting.

Tearing him up obviously has more harm than good. Sun Yi was willing to gain a reputation as weak and incompetent among the officials and gentry, and his face was trampled on the ground, and he still would not have any trouble with Sun Chuanting.

It is different when facing Li Mian. He has no power and no power, and there is no prominent official, gentry and family to rely on. He will not cause any trouble by making things difficult for him, and can also improve his status in the hearts of scholars in Northern Zhili.

Why not do it?

Sun Yifa first said a few names, mostly from Wan'an's classmates and the same year, and then told about the relationship between these officials and his father.

After the greetings, the tofu feast almost turned into a gathering of his uncle and nephew in his mouth.

Wan'an sat on the Huanghuali official hat chair in the upper head, looking at the sky-green glaze algae plate and folding plate on the table, with a bit of exploration and surprise.

Wan An couldn't help but have a little more comment on this tofu banquet: "I have eaten tofu in the past and have never seen tofu as white as jade. No wonder my nephew held a tofu banquet. I originally thought there was nothing strange about it, but now it seems that I am ignorant."

The first sentence Sun Yifa said immediately made the conclusion of the white tofu: "The uncle can't eat white tofu outside. This is the secret recipe of the Sun family. Only the Sun family can brew it in the entire capital and only the Sun family. I originally wanted to open several white tofu workshops in the capital, but I was not very proficient in business. I heard that the son had a lot of experience in managing the family business, so I wanted to organize the white tofu transaction with the son."

Wan'an smiled while stroking his beard and thought that Sun Yifa could be a human being. He also understood that Sun Yi found out that he could monopolize the benefits of white jade tofu, but he pulled his son in.

Wan'an also led the city inspector and had the important task of inspecting the local area, correcting the corruption and appeaseing the local area.

With Wan'an's participation in the transaction of white jade tofu, no other vendor can sell tofu similar to white tofu, otherwise it would be a use of the Sun family's secret recipe.

The use of impersonation can be big or small. Once the money involved in officials and gentry profits will be explicitly banned.

Wan'an did not immediately express his opinion. Such things are not convenient to be discussed on the table, and it is even more suitable for him, his elder and younger generation Sun Yifa to discuss. After the tofu banquet, he will leave them to his second son for discussion.

Wan'an said with a smile: "I have a good taste of the white jade tofu today. I just look at the appearance. In the future, people in the capital will only eat white taro tofu."

White tofu seems to be a small deal, but it can't sell very high-priced small profits.

The censors who are usually considered to be superior to the prestigious Censorate, how could they be worthy of such small profits?

As an old bureaucrat, Wan'an knew that any small profit involved millions of people's livelihood in the capital was not a small business.

No matter how small the profit is, it will often become a big deal like the salt transport of canals in the face of millions of people's livelihood.

Sun Yifa Wan'an on the main table got along well with each other, looking like he had been having a family relationship for many years.

Sun Chuanting was waiting for this moment, put down the pine flower-glazed tea cup, and looked at Li Mian on the side with a smile: "With the endorsement of the Censor Wan'an, after today, your white tofu will be taken away by Sun Yifa. As long as Jin Guan promises to be the master of money and grain, he will help you stand out today and teach Sun Yifa a lesson with his own hands."

Without waiting for Li Mian to respond, Sun Chuanting continued to increase the possibility of persuading him: "Scholars pay attention to a gentleman not acting, and officials, gentry and young men rarely act, but Sun is an exception. He can beat you up with Sun Yifa and tell him not to get out of bed for half a month to relieve you. How about it?"

The conditions given by Sun Chuanting are really attractive. Apart from him, it is difficult to find a second scholar in the entire capital who is not good at speaking.

Teach a lesson to an annoying person that he can't get out of bed for half a month, and anyone will feel relieved.

As Sun Chuanting expected, things had reached a precarious point, and he saw Li Mian's secret recipe for white tofu being taken away.

That person was Sun Yifa, who once took the lead in criticizing Li Mian at the Lantai Poetry Fair, and the two had a lot of grievances.

The price is just to be a money and grain master in Daxing County, and you can earn more than 200 taels of silver. You will most likely agree.

Sun Chuanting looked at the tofu banquet that was about to begin below and smiled a little. Sun Yifa was also a good person. He hired a money and grain master. When he turned around and beat him, he used more strength to make him fall down as soon as possible.

Li Mian said without any rush: "Stay and watch."
Chapter completed!