Chapter 80
Six years later.

Midwinter, Nanjing City.

With blue bricks and black tiles and a horse-headed wall, Nanjing Shangbaosi Yamen is the coldest official among the coldest officials.

The Shangbao Division in Nanjing was in charge of jade seals, talismans, and seals. After the founding of the Ancestor Dynasty, the capital was moved to BJ. Although the Shangbao Division in Nanjing still had a yamen, it actually had no treasures to use. After the Shangbao Division in BJ used the seal, he copied another copy to Archived by Nanjing Shangbaosi.

Uncle Wang Yuanyu has become the chief minister of the empire after Shen Xianggong. Wang Heng has just taken over Nanjing Shangbao Sicheng, a sixth-grade official. He can be said to be young and proud. Except for the yamen, which is a bit neglected, this is also the arrangement of his uncle. Others They all ended up retiring due to failure in the struggle, while he just lived through his qualifications.

The winter in Nanjing was very cold. Wang Heng ordered the servants to move the braziers into the house. Seeing that the servants looked senile, he had to move the braziers one by one to the rooms of several elderly people.

Mr. Shao, the minister of Nanjing Shangbao, raised his head and called to him: "Xiao Wang, come and take a look at this file."

In the affairs of Maoli, a small country in Nanyang, the Taizu Dynasty sent envoys to the court. Taizu issued an edict to give the king woven gold and fine silks, and the envoys were given banquets. The Chengzu Dynasty and the Xuanzong Dynasty paid tribute many times, but then the country became unstable and powerful officials usurped the throne. He was willing to surrender to the Ming Dynasty, so he did not go to court for many years.A few years ago, the Miao descendants of King Mauritius regained power. The Queen ascended the throne, became friendly with Chinese businessmen, and sent envoys to resume tribute. The court had already approved a tribute every two years.

The envoy is also a citizen of the Ming Dynasty, and he is Wei Li, a member of Taicang Prefecture in the south of the Ming Dynasty.

Seeing this, Wang Heng couldn't help but be surprised. Wei Li, a member of the Taicang Prefecture, was undoubtedly Mr. Wei. Mr. Wei traveled to the sea and became an envoy to such a small country.

Mr. Shao said: "There are such scholars in your hometown. They are very courageous. Their ways are very wild."

Wang Heng said vaguely: "You can travel across the ocean and go to a small overseas country to make a name for yourself. You have extraordinary courage and wisdom. It's amazing."

Lord Shao laughed and asked Wang Heng to put down the brazier and retire.

On the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, Wang Heng returned to his apartment in Suojin Village. The concierge reported that a housekeeper from Zhang's house had come to deliver the invitation, and asked him to sit down in the side hall.

Zhang Zhai's housekeeper is really rich, wearing a big sweater all over his body. If he hadn't called himself a housekeeper, he would have thought he was a rich man.

Eight big men came up behind, carrying four large red lacquer boxes, as if they were about to give gifts.

Wang Heng has been an official for several months, but he has not received any gifts. When he saw this, he waved his hands quickly: "What's going on?"

Butler Zhang Zhai smiled and said: "Don't be surprised, Mr. Wang, these are small gifts from my boss, including clothes and food. Two boxes of them belong to Mr. Wang Cai."

Wang Heng was even more surprised when he heard what he said and stared at him.

Zhang Zhai's housekeeper said: "Our boss invites Mr. Xiao Wang and Mr. Wang Cai to have a family dinner today. Mr. Xiao Wang and our boss are actually familiar with each other. My uncle and you have a very deep relationship. You will know when Mr. Wang comes."

Wang Heng was curious and expected that no one would dare to hijack the imperial official in broad daylight.He said, "I'll go with you. Wang Cai went to Runzhou to hold a literary conference and won't be back today."

After going out, two blue woolen sedans were parked in front of the house. The housekeeper of Zhang House asked Wang Heng to get on the sedan. Wang Heng thought to himself that the owner of this house is very organized and attentive.

Zhang's residence is at Jiangjun Temple, half an hour's walk away.When I entered the second door of Zhang's house and got off the sedan, it was not completely dark yet.

The servants of Zhang's house loudly reported: "The Seventh Young Master Wang has arrived."

A laugh came from the second door and greeted him: "Seventh Young Master, Seventh Young Master."

When Wang Heng heard the voice, he couldn't help being surprised: "Mr. Wei, you are Mr. Wei."

Mr. Wei is wearing a Tsing Yi cotton robe. He has never been particular about clothes. Looking closely, although the style has not changed, the material of the clothes is very good. It can be seen that someone has taken care of it.

Mr. Wei looked behind Wang Heng. Wang Heng knew that he was looking for a young talent, so he said: "A bookseller from Runzhou is holding a literary conference, and the young talent went to join in. He will be back in a day or two."

Mr. Wei smiled slightly and said: "I also read Xiaocai's story, it's very interesting." When we got to the warm hall and sat down, the banquet was arranged, all with the flavor of their hometown, and there was even a jar of the unknown osmanthus rice wine from their hometown. white charcoal.

Wang Heng couldn't help but ask: "Sir, when I came here, the housekeeper said that their boss knew me well, which made me confused. Why do you live in Zhang Residence?"

Mr. Wei felt embarrassed and said, "I married into the Zhang family, and I am the Zhang family's aunt."

Wang Hengle said: "Sir, you are getting married, and you have invited your wife to come out, so that I can meet with you."

There was a gentle smile in the curtain, and Mr. Wei said: "You all know Miss Zhang from Cuiping Nunnery."

Wang Heng felt dizzy when he heard Mr. Wei continue to say: "Miss Zhang came out of Gaolong Village. She is a great person. She founded the Sihai Trading Company. Now she is the boss of Zhang's family who stomps her feet and shakes the ships at sea. I just want to struggle less." 30 years later, I married into the Zhang family."

There was a "spit" sound from the curtain. Wang Heng had long forgotten the appearance of Miss Zhang in Cuiping Nunnery. She had pretty face and pretty face.He said: "A talented man and a beautiful woman are a match made in heaven. Sir, this is also the case. It is difficult for a hero to be a beauty."

Mr. Wei's face turned red and he poured the charcoal into Wang Heng's mouth.Wang Heng's heart was so full that he drank several bottles and became more and more intoxicated.

Mr. Wei suddenly remembered something. He walked back to the inner hall and took out a wooden box. The fragrance was fragrant.

"My Majesty asked me to bring these to you. They are all foreign gems. They are for you to play with and will also be used when you get married in the future."

Wang Heng stared in confusion: "Sir, I saw the document from the imperial capital. Aren't you an official in a small overseas country like Maoli?"

Mr. Wei smiled and said: "The gem was given to you by the Queen of our country."

Wang Heng said in a daze: "Sir, you are not making fun of me. How can I recognize the queen of the foreign vassal?"

Mr. Wei hesitated to speak, clapped his hands and asked the housekeeper to pass on the bag puppet performers to add to the fun.

"The country of Maoliwu is small and narrow, with a backward culture. From the princes and ministers to the traffickers and footmen, everyone likes to watch a puppet show to relieve their boredom. Seventh Young Master, please take a look. This play is called "The Queen's Journey to the West". "

The scenery was slowly arranged on the stage. A large ship was sailing with many women. Sometimes it encountered wind and waves, sometimes it encountered pirates. After all the hard work, it landed on the shore. Landing on the land was a lot of busy work. It seemed to be planting, trading, Recruiting troops, attacking cities and seizing strongholds, and going out to fight in various places. Then the background city gradually became more and more gorgeous. Artists sometimes narrated narrations with Fujian and Guangdong accents, which Wang Heng couldn't quite understand.

Suddenly a young scholar in Chinese clothes appeared, and the queen asked: "Scholar, who are you and what are you doing here?"

The scholar bowed and said with a smile: "My lord, I am a member of the Ming Dynasty. I have come here to join my lord as a dog-headed military advisor."

These two sentences were suddenly all about Wu Bai. Wang Heng's heart was shaken, and he understood it with lightning. Even though it was the twelfth month of winter, cold sweat poured out and soaked his back.

On that day, Mr. Yuming was staying at Wangti Academy on Ximen Street. In the wastebasket in the study room, Wang Heng picked up a few pictures with lines. He must have copied the treasure map of Fei Limu and scrapped it. After he copied it, he must have presented it to It was given to the leader of the Tanyang Cult, and the Immortal Cult spent a lot of time to find the map. How could it be abandoned halfway because the Qiongxi capsized and Fei Limu and others disappeared.He also took advantage of the day to ascend, abandoning his identity and transforming into an outsider.

It turns out that the intention of the Immortal Cult is this. Rather than coveting the treasure, they want to find an unowned land to develop.

From beginning to end, he underestimated Tan Yang.

Everything has action, like a dream bubble,

If dew is like electricity, it should be viewed in this way.

end of volume

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