Two days later, there were crowds of people on the Yangzhou pier, and it was very lively.

Tan Zong and Zhao Yunan are going to take a boat along the canal to the capital today. Officials, big and small, and gentry, big and big brothers from Yangzhou City all came to the dock to see them off.

This time, I went to the capital and suffered many crises. For safety reasons, Tan Zong only brought two female relatives, Su Jin and Qiao Yu. With Qiao Yu beside Su Jin, Su Jin's safety must be fully guaranteed.

Qin Yu, Chen San and Shen Si and other guards followed Tan Zong to the capital, while Zheng Hu and others stayed at home, one was to guard the house, and the other was to help Shi Shi expand his business.

Amid the respectful voices of the people at the dock, the fleet slowly sailed away from the dock.

Zhao Yunan and Cao Qiaomu shared a large ship, while Tan Zong and Zhou Dunran shared a large ship. The two large ships were located in the middle of the fleet, one in front and one behind, and were closely guarded by accompanying ships.

Wherever the fleet passed, officials from towns along the way flocked to the ship and lined up to board the boat to meet Zhao Yunan and Tan Zong: It is normal for human beings to be with the red head and white, one was the prince of Dashun and the other was the popular man in front of the official family. Naturally, the officials were the targets of dating.

However, because Tan Zong was responsible for important positions, the officials who wanted to see him were stopped by the guards.

Without the disturbance of outsiders, Tan Zong stayed with Su Jin every day, drinking and playing the piano, and was happy to be free and at ease.

One morning more than ten days later, the fleet finally arrived at the capital. On the dock outside the city, a group of high-ranking officials and nobles from the court were waiting there. The head of the six ministers of the ministers, with extremely high reception standards.

Of course, these imperial officials could not come to welcome Tan Zong. Their goal was Zhao Yunan, who made great contributions in Jiangnan. Tan Zong was just benefiting from Zhao Yunan's glory.

As the imperial capital of Dashun Kingdom, the capital has tall and solid walls and bustling streets. Looking around, it is a prosperous scene of singing and dancing.

In the carriage, Tan Zong lifted the curtains and looked at the magnificent city with great interest.

The streets were already under martial law, and soldiers holding spears were standing on both sides. The pedestrians behind the soldiers seemed to have seen this big scene and did not deliberately watch. Some people even ignored the huge convoy and bargained with the roadside vendors there.

The official family went to Chengde's Summer Resort and probably wouldn't be able to come back a few days later. Since Tan Zong had no house in the capital, he was arranged in the official inn, and Zhao Yun'an went directly to his Prince An's mansion.

Almost all the officials living in the inn came to Beijing from all over Dashun to appoint new positions. Because Tan Zong had the identity of an imperial envoy, he lived in a yard with an elegant environment.

"I may have to live here for a while, and I will have to worry more about the owner of the Song Pavilion in the future." Tan Zong was very satisfied with the yard. He smiled at a chubby middle-aged man wearing a seventh-grade official uniform next to him, and then gave a wink at Qin Yu who was following him.

Seeing this, Qin Yu immediately took out a silver note of fifty taels from his body and handed it to the chubby middle-aged man.

"Sir, I'm so polite. If you need anything in the future, just ask the officials." The owner of the Song Pavilion was happy to see Tan Zong give him fifty taels of silver at once, and he immediately became happy in his heart. After putting away the silver note, he said with a smile.

Those who live in this inn are all officials who have no foundation, no access, and no money in the capital. Otherwise, they would have moved out long ago, who would have suffered if they live in such a broken place?

Not every place in the inn is as elegant and quiet as the courtyard where Tan Zong is located, and its accommodation conditions are divided into different levels. Tan Zong lives in the best residence in the inn, and other residences naturally cannot be compared with it.

It is quite common for several families to crowd in a simple courtyard in inns. When it is hot in summer, the windows will usually be opened. If you fart at night, you can hear the sound of the opposite door, which shows how bad the environment is.

Although the accommodation environment of the inn is not as good as that of the inn outside, its price is very cheap, only one-fifth of that of the inn, which forced those officials who were struggling to live in a small place and wait for a new appointment, which was a helpless move.

Tan Zong had no acquaintances in the capital, and he also had the title of imperial envoy and was responsible for supervising the Bi Shijie case. Therefore, it is not convenient to contact the officials of the court before this case was completed.

In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Tan Zong made up his mind to keep a low profile in the capital and stayed in the inn these days. So at noon, he did not go out to eat at the restaurant outside, but instead ordered a banquet from Juxian Building, one of the four famous restaurants in the capital, and asked the guys in Juxian Building to pack dishes and wine in food boxes to bring the inn.

The guys at Juxianlou set up the fragrant wine and food on the table in the hall and left. Tan Zong, Su Jin and Qiao Yu sat down one by one. Before Tan Zong could pick up the chopsticks and taste the dishes on the table, he was sitting facing the door. He looked up accidentally and saw a small head at the entrance of the yard. He looked into the hall with his head protruding his head.

Tan Zong looked closely and found that it was a little boy of six or seven years old, looking at the dishes on the table, swallowing saliva in his mouth.

"Go and go, play." The four tall and big guards guarded at the entrance of the courtyard. A guard with a national-faced face waved at the little boy and said.

The little boy looked up at the guard with a national face, ignored him, and continued to look at the dishes on the table.

Seeing that the little boy ignored him, the guard with a national face glared and reached out to grab the little boy's ear, "Tell me, whose child are you? Why are you running around without eating at noon?"

Before the hand of the national-faced guard touched his ears, the little boy slid, crawled under his crotch, came to the yard in a flash, twisted his body, put his finger on his nose and grimaced at him.

"Catch him!" The guard with a genre face saw that the little boy had actually entered the yard, and his face darkened and led a guard to run towards the little boy.

The little boy found that the situation was not good, so he ran to the hall. After a few steps, the national-faced guard grabbed the collar from behind, and then picked it up and put it on his shoulder. While slapping his butt, he walked outward. The little boy kept struggling and talking Lingnan dialect in a whisper.

"Let that child come here." Tan Zong thought the little boy was quite interesting, so he put down the chopsticks in his hand and shouted at the national-shaped face guard.

Upon hearing this, the guard of the national face carried the little boy into the hall and placed it in front of Tan Zong. Then he arched his hand to Tan Zong and left quickly.

The little boy may have felt an unusual aura on Tan Zong's body, and stood there honestly, lowering his head and carrying his hands behind his back, looking quite cramped.

"Have you eaten?" Tan Zong looked at the little boy and asked with a smile.

Upon hearing this, the little boy looked up at Tan Zong, first shook his head, then nodded, and then lowered his head again.

At this moment, perhaps the table of delicious food was full of food, and a rumble sound came from the little boy's little belly.

"Let's do this. If you can recite a poem to your uncle, you can take any dish on this table." At such a young age, Tan Zong pondered for a moment and looked at the little boy with a smile.

"If I can recite two poems, would I ask me to take two plates?" The little boy hesitated for a moment, raised his head, and fucked the Beijing dialect with a strong Lingnan flavor, looking at Tan Zong seriously. He felt that he would not owe Tan Zong what he said after memorizing the poem.

"Okay, how many poems can you recite? You can choose the dishes on this table." Tan Zong was amused by the little boy and nodded with a smile. "If you can take all the dishes on this table, your uncle will be very happy."

"Two plates are enough." The little boy shook his head, then began to clear his voice, and recited two poems fluently.

"You choose." After the little boy finished carving, Tan Zong smiled slightly, pointed at the dishes on the table, and said to the little boy.

The little boy glanced at Tan Zong first, then his eyes fell on the dishes on the table, and then pointed at a plate of roast duck and a plate of braised lion's head on the table.

"Pretending." Seeing this, Tan Zong nodded to the maid beside him.

The two maids immediately stepped forward and put the plate of roast duck and braised lion's head into a food box.

"Do you want uncle to send someone to send you back?" Tan Zong looked at the somewhat heavy food box and looked at the little boy with a smile.

"Thank you uncle, I can take it myself." The little boy shook his head, walked over and picked up the food box with both hands, and walked out with great effort.

After walking out of the door, the little boy suddenly stopped, put down the food box in his hand, bowed respectfully to Tan Zong, and then left with the food box.

"This little guy is really interesting." After the little boy's figure disappeared at the gate of the yard, Tan Zong looked at Su Jin and Qiao Yu with a smile. He liked this stupid boy very much.

Su Jin and Qiao Yu smiled at each other, and they also had a good impression of the smart little boy. If they could train such a cute child, their parents must be the ones who read poetry and books.

Not long after, just as Tan Zong and Su Jin and Qiao Yu were chatting and laughing, a man in his thirties and forties, with a thick-browed man holding a food box in one hand and a dejected little boy in the other hand, appeared at the gate of the yard.

"You Hongsheng, the candidate in the lower sixth rank, is here to apologize to Lord Tan." The thick-browed man bowed his hand to the national-faced guard who was guarding the door and reported to his own door.

The escort looked into the hall and asked Tan Zong for instructions. Tan Zong nodded slightly at him, and the escort immediately let You Hongsheng enter the yard.

"Mr. Tan, the sixth-rank candidate of the lower official, You Hongsheng, is young and ignorant. He bumped into the adults. I hope he will forgive me." After entering the hall, You Hongsheng put the food box on the ground and bowed to Tan Zong, saying in a deep voice.

"Mr. You said this badly. I have an appointment with the son. This food box is worthy of the son." Tan Zong smiled slightly when he heard this, and said with disregard. "I have never taken back what the officer gave."

"Sir Xie." Seeing that Tan Zong said this, You Hongsheng couldn't say anything else, so he bowed to Tan Zong and said.

"Since Lord You is here, let's have a drink with me." Tan Zong stretched out his hand and pointed to the seat in front of You Hongsheng and said with a smile.

"This... the official obeys the order." You Hongsheng hesitated for a moment when he heard this, then arched his hand to Tan Zong and sat in the seat. The maid next to him immediately brought the bowls and chopsticks.

"Take it back, it's yours." Tan Zong then smiled at the little boy, pointed to the food box and said.

The little boy looked up and looked at You Hongsheng timidly. Seeing You Hongsheng nodding, he showed joy on his face and walked out of the door happily with the food box.

Seeing this, Su Jin knew that the little boy was exhausted and might not be able to take the food box home, so he winked at a maid. The maid stepped forward to take the food box and left the yard with the little boy.

"I heard of the accent, Lord You are from Lingnan, right?" Tan Zong asked seemingly unintentionally after drinking a few glasses of wine with You Hongsheng.

"Your Majesty is right. The lower official is from Chaozhou, Lingnan." You Hongsheng replied in a deep voice, leaning his body.

"Sir You have been in the capital for a lot of time, right?" Tan Zong smiled slightly when he heard this and looked at You Hongsheng quietly.

"How do you know?" You Hongsheng couldn't help but be stunned. It was his first time meeting with Tan Zong, how could Tan Zong know that he had been in the capital for a long time?

"If Lord You had not been in the capital for some years, how could the son say this Beijing word?" Tan Zong raised his wine glass at You Hongsheng with a smile.

"To be honest, the official has been in the capital for four years." You Hongsheng quickly picked up the wine glass, touched Tan Zongxun, drank it all, and smiled bitterly, and said with a sad expression.

"Four years! Has the Ministry of Personnel not filled the gap for Lord You?" Tan Zong deliberately showed a look of surprise when he heard this.

Officials in Dashun are divided into two types: alternate and actual grants. Real grants refer to local officials during their tenure. The alternate delegate is the reserve force of the actual granted officials, enjoying official ranks, but without power. Each month, the salary of the actual granted officials is half a discount.

"The Xiaguan is not lucky." You Hongsheng's face showed an awkward look and said angrily.

Tan Zong looked at You Hongsheng with a sad face without hesitation, then changed the subject and talked about the customs and customs of Lingnan with You Hongsheng.

"My husband, I think this Lord You seems to have something unspeakable to hide!" After dinner, You Hongsheng, who was already a little drunk, stood up and said goodbye. Looking at You Hongsheng's lonely back, Su Jin said to Tan Zong that from You Hongsheng's words and deeds, she could feel the anger and unwillingness in You Hongsheng's heart.

"I haven't given a real title for four years. One is that I offended someone and was deliberately stuck there. The other is that I don't have the money to clear the relationship between the Ministry of Personnel. He is not at all the time for the actual title for the real title every year." Tan Zong smiled slightly, looked at Su Jin, and said meaningfully, "Those who live in this inn are probably those frustrated in the officialdom. As long as they give them a little spark, they can see the hope of Liaoyuan."

"No wonder my husband wanted to live in this inn. It turned out that he wanted to ignite the prairie flames in the hearts of these frustrated people." Su Jin immediately understood what Tan Zong meant and said with a giggle.

"Check this You Hongsheng." Tan Zong nodded with a smile, and in a deep voice ordered a guard guard at the door. He was really searching for something without any effort. The time for a meal could make him discover an available candidate.
Chapter completed!