Rise From the Humble

Yan Song was indeed the boss second only to Emperor Jiajing at that time, and his influence was everywhere and pervasive. However, Yan Song is far away in the capital, and this is just Hu Yushi's reception banquet. Do you want to lick it like this? !

Licking the dog, licking the dog, licking until there is nothing left.

Seeing the five officials at the table trying their best to keep a distance from him, Zhu Pingan couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.

The five officials at the table gathered together to keep warm and chatted happily. Zhu Pingan ate happily alone.

Hu Zongxian, who was good at dancing with his long sleeves, toasted from table to table. When he came to Zhu Pingan's table, Hu Zongxian finished the toast and asked Zhu Pingan with a smile, "How did Mr. Zhu know that I would take office on a donkey?"

"Ahem, cough, I guessed."

When Zhu Pingan heard this, he couldn't help coughing. How could Hu Zongxian even know this? ! It must be Chu Xiong or one of them who let it slip. Zhu Pingan turned to look at the table where Chu Xiong and the others were sitting. Sure enough, he found that Chu Xiong was paying attention to his table. He noticed that after Zhu Pingan looked at him, he smiled at Zhu Pingan like a constipated bulldog. He smiled, that’s right, it was this guy who leaked it.

"What kind of family does Mr. Zhu have?! Guess you dare to bet two hundred and fifty taels of silver?" Hu Zongxian approached Zhu Pingan and asked with a smile.

Damn it! Chu Xiong, a loser, even told Hu Zongxian how much he had bet? ! Zhu Pingan was speechless.

"Ahem, Mr. Hu, it is not about gambling, but funding for the militia. I took up the post of Jiangsu and Zhejiang Provincial Criminal Investigation Bureau. I was ordered to organize the army and lead the militia. However, the funds were insufficient and the finances were in embarrassment. Mr. Chu and Zhang Sir, they intend to fund the militia. The so-called elegant gambling is just a guessing game to increase the fun of funding, and we are not doing it for property, but to raise funds for the militia." Zhu Ping'an seriously corrected the word "bet" in Hu Zongxian's mouth , explained seriously.

Hu Zongxian is the censor and has the power to evaluate officials. Although various betting games are now popular among officials, scholar-bureaucrats, and folk, such as leaf opera, horse tags, and dominoes were invented and popular at this time. Even Emperor Xuanzong of the Ming Dynasty loved to promote gambling and entertainment in the future. Shenzong of the Ming Dynasty invented and loved the game "Falling the City", but after all, many laws of the Ming Dynasty such as the "Laws of the Ming Dynasty" and the "Regulations on Punishments" strictly prohibited gambling. If it had to be classified as gambling, it would be enough for Zhu Pingan and others. A pot of it.

That's why Zhu Ping'an corrected and explained seriously that they were not gambling in terms of form, purpose and components, but just recommended guessing games to increase the fun of the funding process.

"Oh, it's a little guessing game to increase the fun of funding. Well, the purpose of raising funds for the militia is not gambling on property." Hu Zongxian heard this, smiled and nodded, approved Zhu Pingan's explanation, and then laughed again Asked, "But there are winners and losers in small games. Mr. Zhu is not afraid of losing. From Mr. Chu and others supporting Mr. Zhu's People's League, to Mr. Zhu supporting Mr. Chu and others?!"

"Master Hu, there is a basis for why I dare to play this little game." Zhu Pingan said frankly.

"Oh, Mr. Zhu, what's the basis?" Hu Zongxian asked curiously.

"The basis is that your Excellency is Hu Zongxian." Zhu Pingan looked at Hu Zongxian and said seriously.

"Oh?" Hu Zongxian raised his eyebrows.

"Master Hu patrolled the important border defense towns of Xuanfu and Datong to maintain military discipline and strengthen border defences; he patrolled Huguang to maintain military discipline and quell Miao chaos. Master Hu patrolled Jiangsu and Zhejiang, and encountered Japanese troubles. It was expected that Master Hu would rectify military discipline. As the saying goes, "discipline others first, discipline yourself first," Mr. Hu is new here. If he wants to rectify military discipline, he will naturally set an example. Therefore, I guess Mr. Hu may ride a donkey to take office." Zhu Ping'an explained.

After Zhu Pingan finished speaking, Hu Zongxian looked at Zhu Pingan for three seconds, then grinned.

"Incisive and thorough, you are worthy of Master Zhu - the youngest number one scholar in the Ming Dynasty!" Hu Zongxian praised with a smile.

"Your Excellency, Ping'an is unworthy of your compliments." Zhu Ping'an said with cupped hands.

"Master Zhu, if you have time in the future, you might as well come and sit in the Yamen more often." Hu Zongxian raised his glass with a smile.

"As I wish, I dare not ask you to listen. As long as Mr. Hu is not bothered, Ping An will always bother you and report to Mr. Hu." Zhu Ping'an picked up the wine glass with both hands, returned Hu Zongxian's greeting, and said with a smile.

At present, the censor of the patrol is extremely powerful. The censor of the patrol has actually become the immediate superior of the inspection and punishment department. Although Zhu Ping'an does not mention the patrol, he is inevitably influenced by Hu Zongxian to a certain extent. This Jiangsu and Zhejiang patrol policeman has jurisdiction, so the word "report" is not an exaggeration.

The sun shines in through the doors and windows, and the early winter sunshine shines golden light on the two of them even at noon.

The two of them looked at each other, smiled, raised their glasses, and drank it all in one gulp.

Hu Zongxian made a toast from table to table, returned to the main table, and once again raised a glass of wine to salute the officials present.

"Nowadays, the Japanese plague is getting worse. Desperate people are taking desperate measures. They follow the Japanese invaders. They burn, kill, and loot. They commit all kinds of evil. The people are miserable! I, Hu Zongxian, have been trusted by the Holy One and appointed the censor to inspect and supervise Zhejiang. I am taking office this time. The main task is to control Japanese pirates. All of you are the pillars of the Southeast. Zong Xianding will cooperate with you sincerely to prevent Wang Zhi and other thieves from being captured, eliminate Japanese pirates, stabilize the Southeast, and vow not to return to the capital!"

Hu Zongxian's voice echoed at the banquet, ringing loudly.

This is his true feelings.

Unless Wang Zhi is captured, the Japanese pirates are wiped out, and the southeast is stabilized, he vows not to return to the capital. This is the oath Hu Zongxian made when he took over as the censor of Jiangsu and Zhejiang and left the capital. It is also his ideal and ambition in this life.

"Don't worry, Hu Yushi, I will definitely live up to the emperor, the country, and the people. We will work together to wipe out the Japanese pirates!"

The voices of the officials at the banquet also echoed at the banquet, and they were equally loud.

The reception banquet lasted for more than an hour. Eight or nine officials were extremely drunk and were carried back by officials from the same government office. Hu Zongxian was very popular. As the protagonist of the Jiefeng Banquet, he was toasted and toasted again. He drank the most wine in the entire Jiefeng Banquet, but his face was just red. There was no hint of drunkenness in his words and deeds. He stood at the door of the patrol office. , bidding farewell to the officials of each government office one by one with cupped hands.

Zhu Pingan was not drunk either. It was not that Zhu Pingan drank more, but because Zhu Pingan drank less. Except for the two glasses of toast given by Hu Zongxian, it was only when the whole audience raised their glasses that Zhu Pingan followed everyone and drank one or three glasses. The wine is not enough to make you drunk.

"Mr. Zhu, as I said before, come to the Yamen often when you have time." When Hu Zongxian said goodbye to the officials who mentioned punishment and inspection at the Yamen gate, he smiled and patted Zhu Pingan on the shoulder, and said to Zhu Pingan again.

"Definitely." Zhu Pingan replied with his hands in hand.