I, Jiajing, successfully cultivated immortality

Chapter 73
It has been more than two years since Hu Zongxian came to the capital last time.

Two years ago, Hu Zongxian was recommended by his teacher Yan Song to work in Zhejiang, and then he was promoted continuously, and finally achieved the position of governor of Zhejiang Province and governor of Zhejiang Province. He is a veritable official of Xinjiang.

Right now, when Hu Zongxian was standing at the gate of the city, he had a sense of right and wrong.

After receiving the emperor's oral order, Hu Zongxian used both water and land, constantly changing the means of transportation, and rushed to Beijing in the shortest possible time, and stayed in the posthouse. Tomorrow is the day to officially meet the emperor.

"Before that, let's go visit the teacher." Hu Zongxian thought so, and then sent someone to buy some pastries that Yan Song liked to eat, and then got on the sedan chair and walked to Yan's mansion.

Soon, Hu Zongxian came to Yan's Mansion. The decoration here was almost the same as when he left two years ago. There were not many changes, but the young man in charge of the gate had changed one after another.

Hu Zongxian got off the sedan chair, and said to the boy in charge of the door: "Please go in and inform me, Hu Zongxian is a student of Mr. Yan Ge, come to visit the teacher!"

"Please wait a moment." Seeing that Hu Zongxian mentioned that he was a student of Mr. Yan Ge, coupled with the scarlet official uniform he was wearing, the guard at the gate didn't dare to neglect him, and rushed into the mansion to report.

"Mr. Ge, there is someone asking to see you outside, saying that it is your student."

"Oh, who is it?"

"He said he was Hu Zongxian."

"Let him in!"

When the boy came in to announce, Yan Song was lying leisurely in the open-air yard basking in the sun. After hearing the boy mention Hu Zongxian's name, he suddenly got up from the reclining chair and said excitedly.

"Sir, this way please."

Hu Zongxian did not let the housekeeper lead the way, but walked through the corridor as if he was familiar with the road, and leisurely enjoyed the scenery along the way.

"Ruzhen is here!"

Just as Hu Zongxian was admiring the scenery, a familiar voice sounded, and when he looked up, he saw Yan Song walking towards him tremblingly, with an unconcealable joy on his face.

"Student Hu Zongxian, I met the teacher!"

Seeing this, Hu Zongxian quickly bowed to salute.

"Okay, you don't have to worry so much when you come to the teacher, and have a good chat with the teacher." Yan Song said, took Hu Zongxian's hand, and walked into the yard.

In the courtyard, after the two masters and apprentices were seated, a maid immediately stepped forward to make tea for them.

"Come on, have a taste, and see how this tea is? It was given to me by His Majesty, and I am not even willing to drink it."

"Well, it's sweet and clear in the mouth, slightly bitter in the aftertaste, really good tea!"

Hu Zongxian picked up the teacup, took a sip, and then his eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but praise.

"How have you been in the past two years? On weekdays, even if there is a letter exchange between you and my master and apprentice, it is only limited to business affairs. Counting the days, we master and apprentice have not chatted face to face together for more than two years." Seeing Hu Zongxian praising the delicious tea, Yan Song couldn't help but sighed with a smile on his face.

"Teacher, the students have had a great time in the past two years! To be honest, when you recommended me to work in Zhejiang, I actually didn't want to go. My thought at the time was that it would be nice to just stay with the teacher all the time, and chat occasionally." As Hu Zongxian said, his face showed the color of memory.

"The past two years have really suffered for you. The Japanese plague in the southeast is serious. I, a teacher, can't bear to put such a heavy burden on you! I can only support you in terms of money, food and military supplies, alas." Yan Song said, as if resenting himself for not being able to give students more support, he sighed helplessly.

"Teacher, don't say that. If you hadn't supported me in the cabinet these past few years, how could the Southeast Anti-Japanese War have achieved such success? You are also responsible for this." Seeing that the teacher became depressed, Hu Zongxian quickly comforted me. .

"Forget it, don't mention these things today, let's stay with the teacher tonight tonight! Have a drink with the teacher."

"Well...Okay, okay, the students will have their luggage brought over from the station later."

Seeing the earnest look on the teacher's face, Hu Zongxian couldn't bear to refuse.

"Yan Shifan! Yan Shifan! Where did you go? Come here, Yan Shifan!"

After Hu Zongxian agreed, Yan Song got up from his seat and shouted at the top of his voice.

"Father, what can I do for you?" Hearing his father's shout, Yan Shifan hurried over and asked aloud.

"You go down and make arrangements later, I'm going to have a good drink with Hu Ruzhen tonight."

"But father, your body..."

"Stop talking so much nonsense, go!"

"Ok."

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As night fell, Hu Zongxian, Yan Song, and Yan Shifan sat at the same table. After a few glasses of wine, Yan Song fell drunk on the table, and then made fun of Yan Shifan's childhood and the embarrassing things Hu Zongxian did when he was studying, making the two Everyone looked embarrassed.

"Father, you drank too much, you'd better go back and rest."

After three rounds of wine and five tastes of food, Yan Shifan said, and he was going to help his drunk father to his room to rest.

"Your father is not drunk yet. I think when your father was the Minister of Rites, no one could drink better than your father." Yan Song said, breaking away from Yan Shifan, talking nonsense.

"Let me do it." Seeing this, Hu Zongxian leaned over to help.

"Thank you." Yan Shifan said, thanking Hu Zongxian.

"Where is the room where the teacher sleeps? Is it the same as before?"

"Yes, it's the same as before." Yan Shifan said, pointing out the way for him.

Following the path indicated by Yan Shifan, Hu Zongxian successfully sent his teacher Yan Song to the room to rest, but seeing that Yan Song was still drunk, he asked the maid for a bowl of hangover soup, helped Yan Song up, and served it with a spoon.

But at some point, Yan Shifan had already sneaked into the room where Hu Zongxian lived. After searching around, he found the confession about the Zhejiang embankment collapse case in Hu Zongxian's luggage. Just as he was about to open it, Hu Zongxian's voice It came coldly.

"Master Xiaoge, if I were you, I wouldn't think about opening it."

"Hmph, why can't I open it? Hu Zongxian, you are my father's student! You are also the one my father single-handedly picked up! Look at what you did in Zhejiang?"

"Everything you do is taking our bowl and smashing our pot! It's all harming the interests of my Yan family. Tell me, what kind of student are you? Is there such an ungrateful student like you!"

Seeing that the matter was exposed, Yan Shifan said angrily.

But Hu Zongxian was silent, unable to reply for a long time, then Yan Shifan angrily threw the confession aside, and strode away.

The night passed quickly, and before dawn, Hu Zongxian sent someone to pack his luggage and left the Yan Mansion, and today is the day to officially meet the emperor.

The Forbidden City, the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

"Governor Xuanzhezhi and Governor of Zhejiang, Hu Zongxian has an audience!"

A high-pitched voice sounded, and Hu Zongxian, who had been waiting outside, saw this and hurried into the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

"Minister Hu Zongxian sees Your Majesty, long live my emperor, long live long live!"

"Free of ceremony, get up! Come, give me a seat for Hu Aiqing."

"Sir, Hu Zongxian, thank you, Your Majesty Long En."

Jiajing waved his hand and asked Hu Zongxian to stand up, and then a eunuch stepped forward to arrange a seat for Hu Zongxian.

"Do you know why I asked you to come here this time?"

"Reporting to Your Majesty, I understand that this is the detailed confession."

(End of this chapter)