Concubine

Chapter 30

The three came to the Yamen in a carriage, entered the lobby and transferred to the signing room.In the punishment room, I found Song Zhixian who was reviewing the approval paper, and sitting next to him was Mr. Jin.

Seeing Yang Qiuchi, the magistrate of Song Dynasty said with a happy face, "Yang Mozuo, no, nephew Yang Xian, you are here, let's talk in the greenhouse." Master Jin also stood up, clasping his fists and saluting.

When Yang Qiuchi heard Song magistrate's title, he was really flattered, not only him, but all the clerks and government servants in the execution room were stunned. , That is to regard him as one of his own.It's just that I don't know when this little disobedient became the nephew of the magistrate of Song Dynasty.

The clerks guessed right, Song Zhixian wanted to create this effect, so he deliberately waited for Yang Qiuchi in the torture room, one of the places where the clerks worked, and then called him like this in person, creating the impression that he was very important to him.

Sure enough, all the scribes and yamen servants stood up and bowed their hands to Yang Qiuchi, and Yang Qiuchi hurriedly clasped his fists in return.

Song Zhixian chuckled, finished his work with them, glanced at Mr. Jin next to him, then took Yang Qiuchi with one hand, and walked out of the torture room side by side.

Song Yun'er also couldn't understand why his father called this little disobedient nephew, so could this little disobedient be her elder brother?There are so many people that it is difficult to ask, so I can only follow the two out of the room, through the courtyard, and come to the greenhouse.This greenhouse is the special place for Songzhi County to meet distinguished guests.

After the guests and hosts were seated, Song Yuner also sat on the chair beside Yang Qiuchi.The little black dog lay beside Yang Qiuchi, looking around from time to time.

Song Zhixian said: "Nephew, you brought stewed tiger meat to my uncle last night. It is really rare for you to show your filial piety."

While being polite, Yang Qiuchi wondered: Nephew?uncle?Where does this go.Yang Qiuchi was at a loss as to why the county magistrate had gotten close to him, but his surname was Song and my surname was Yang, so it couldn't be related to his uncle and nephew.

Song Zhixian saw Yang Qiuchi's doubts, smiled, and glanced at Master Jin.Master Jin understood and coughed lightly: "Brother Yang, you don't know the whole story, do you?"

Brother Yang?Even this master Xun with his nostrils upturned was so polite to him, Yang Qiuchi couldn't figure it out and shook his head.

Master Jin shook his folding fan and continued: "Brother Yang, your hometown is Yangjia Village, Guangde County, right?"

"Yes." Yang Qiuchi nodded.Fortunately, last night, Mother Yang talked about going back to her hometown, and she still knew about it.

"That's right, Mrs. Yang of Yangjia Village, that is, the head of your Yang clan, is an old friend with our county magistrate, and not just an old friend." Mr. Jin said mysteriously, shaking his folding fan.

Mrs. Yang?It's the old man Yang who forced himself to have a son, and wouldn't let him into Yang's ancestral hall if he didn't have a son?How did you get here?

Seeing that Yang Qiuchi still looked stupid, Master Jin stood up, walked up to Yang Qiuchi, lowered his head, and pretended to be mysterious: "Do you know? Your old Mrs. Yang is not an ordinary person." After a pause, he gently spit out He wrote a few words: "He is Ding Yinnian's successor!"

Mrs. Yang is a juren?It can't be seen that the patriarch of the Yang clan who forced him to take a concubine had ever won a job.

Yang Qiuchi didn't have much idea about Juren.When I read "Fan Jin Zhongju" in middle school, I knew that Juren was so great that it could drive Fan Jin crazy.

Master Jin said again: "Do you know what the background of our county magistrate is?"

Yang Qiuchi shook his head foolishly.

Master Jin raised his body, walked to Song Zhixian with square steps, folded his folding fan, looked at Song Zhixian with admiration, and said, "Our magistrate is also Ding Yinnian's Juren!"

"Oh? Then Song Zhixian and our old Mrs. Yang are the same Juren?"

"Exactly!" Master Jin said with a smile on Mimi, "This is called 'the same year', that is to say, you old Mrs. Yang and our county magistrate are the same candidates, in the same year!"

Yang Qiuchi understood a little bit, and dared to take such a big detour. It turned out that they were graduates who were admitted to the university together in the same year. The same candidate was just their names appearing on the same admission notice.

Song Zhixian took over the conversation, smiled a little stammeringly and said to Mimi: "Yes, you, Mr. Yang and I are of the same age. Although, although we don't have a close relationship, I have been friends with Mrs. Yang for a long time. By this fate, Say, call you a good nephew, return, is it appropriate?"

Yang Qiuchi has never met Mrs. Yang, but since Song Zhixian and Mrs. Yang are of the same age, and he also called himself a good nephew, Mrs. Yang should not be very old. He should be an uncle and brother with his father in terms of generation, but he passed the exam. Juren became the patriarch of the Yang family village.

Song Zhixian took such a big detour to approach this relative, how could he refuse, anyway, seeing him with a beard, calling him uncle is not a disadvantage, his head turned quickly: "Of course, thank you for your love." Stand up , imitating the appearance of a scholar in an ancient costume movie, bowed and said: "Uncle is on the top, my nephew is so polite!" Pretending to be about to kneel.

Song Zhixian quickly laughed and stepped forward to support Yang Qiuchi's arms: "It's inevitable!" Yang Qiuchi thought to himself: Is it inevitable? You really expect me to kneel down for you.

After seeing the ceremony, the two sat down.Song Yun'er has been listening to them talking, a little confused, how to go around, this little disobedient has become her father's nephew, isn't that her brother?After Yang Qiuchi was seated, he gave Yang Qiuchi a hand: "Hey, then you will be my brother from now on?"

Before Yang Qiuchi could speak, Magistrate Song had already smiled and said, "Well, of course, Yun'er, I haven't seen your brother yet!"

Song Yuner was very happy: "Okay!" She clasped her fists and saluted, "Brother! My little sister is being polite!" Yang Qiuchi also clasped his fists in return, and everyone laughed.

Song Zhixian asked: "Nephew, have you ever returned to Yangjia Village to see the old man recently?"

"I've seen it before, but..." Yang Qiuchi looked very sad.

"What's wrong?" Song Zhixian asked in surprise.

"The old man forced me to take a concubine, saying that if I have no descendants, I will not be allowed to enter Yang's ancestral hall in the future."

"Oh? Xian, how many years has my nephew been married? No, no children?" Song Zhixian asked with concern.

"It's been four years, and I don't know what's going on. My nephew and daughter-in-law just can't conceive a child. No medicine will help."

"Oh~!" Song Zhixian elongated his voice, "Since this is the case, you should still take concubines. Your old man is right." Standing up, he walked slowly, "Well, since the niece and daughter-in-law If you can’t have children, then, then you should listen, listen to your old master’s wishes, and do your best to take a concubine as soon as possible.”

"Take a concubine?" Yang Qiuchi nodded with a bitter face, but smiled in his heart, "This..."

"Why, what's the matter? What's the matter? Don't hesitate to tell uncle me, I, I'll make the decision for you!"

Song Yun'er yelled with a straight face: "Father! Look at you! My brother doesn't want to take a concubine, what are you trying to do!"

Song Zhixian shouted: "Nonsense! You, how do you know your brother, he is not willing? Big, adults talk, you are small, children don't interrupt!"

"Hmph!" Although Song Yun'er was headstrong, she did not dare to openly disobey her father's orders.Pouting his little mouth, he sulked aside.

Song Zhixian turned his head to look at Yang Qiuchi, and said with a very kind look: "Nephew, tell me yourself, would you like to take a concubine to pass on to your Yang family?"

Yang Qiuchi glanced at Song Yun'er, lowered his head, and looked embarrassed: "My lord, no, uncle, I don't want it if it's not my nephew, it's really... really poor, and I have no money to take a concubine."

Song Yuner smiled: "It's best to have concubines without money, why does a man want so many women?"

Song Zhixian stared: "Small, what do children know?" Seeing her father getting angry, Song Yun'er dared not speak again.

(End of this chapter)