The Wind and Clouds of the Imperial Village

Yang Ling came to the Ganqing Palace and saw Ma Yongcheng and Gu Dayong both in the hall. Gu Dayong was waiting behind Zhengde. Ma Yongcheng stood in front of the desk and was talking. Seeing him coming, Emperor Zhengde interrupted Ma Yongcheng and smiled at him, "I told you to come later. It's really late. I've been on the morning court before you arrive."

Yang Ling smiled and said, "The emperor told me to rest more. That is the emperor's compassion. If I had come too early, wouldn't I have to let the holy intentions?"

Emperor Zhengde curled his lips and said, "Assumed, you have a wife to accompany me, so naturally you don't want to accompany me." Seeing Yang Ling stunned, he couldn't help laughing, clapping his hands and laughing, "Sure enough, I guessed that the young mother's sister is like the queen of mothers, and the women in the world are almost the same, haha!"

Yang Ling was ridiculous when he heard it. Ma Yongcheng and Gu Dayong heard that he was an emperor and called his younger sister without any scruples. He had to laugh with him and did not dare to criticize him for his faults.

Ma Yongcheng coughed twice, greeted Yang Ling with a smile, and quickly changed the topic and continued to say to Emperor Zhengde: "Emperor, after I revealed your meaning in the court room, the Minister of Revenue Han Wenhan of the Ministry of Revenue said: 'The national treasury is empty, and the financial management official is not the ones invited by the Eastern Palace to play juggle and tricks. Now Badaling is building a city, and the Tai Mausoleum is also being built. The emperor should save money.'"

Zhengde slammed the table and said angrily: "What's this? Our Ming Dynasty has always been a waste of taxes to support the people. The court has not collected much taxes. Besides, I also said that I would take out half of the money from the treasury, but I asked them to repair the gardens in Beihai, pull out the weeds, and build a few small boats. I went to play when I was free, and I also said so many things, this group of bird ministers!"

Ma Yongcheng nodded and said, "Yes, yes, Lord Jiao Fang, the Minister of Personnel, said: 'The common people also have extra expenses. Sometimes they can go out for a walk, build a garden and a pavilion at home, let alone the royal family? The court has always been tolerant, such as the accumulated money and grain today and the taxes for evading are countless! Even if they only urge them to collect one or two percent, they don't have to ask the emperor to limit the cost'."

Emperor Zhengde turned anger and said happily: "Jiao Fang? Did Jiao Fang take a living thing yesterday to me to advise Jiao Fang? Haha, the way this official advised him is interesting, unlike those old masters who always feel compassionate about the heavens, as if I don't listen to him, the sky will fall. Well, I'm quite considerate when I hear him, and this is a good official."

Ma Yongcheng smiled and said, "What the emperor said is, but Lord Jiao will be scolded by Lord Han, Lord Yang, Lord Liu, etc., and he was so shocked that he didn't dare to respond."

Emperor Hongzhi rarely traveled. He didn't go out many times in his life. Although he took his son out in private, he just walked around the city. Naturally, he couldn't go to the Royal Garden. After years of disrepair, the Beihai was deserted.

Now Zhengde is going to repair it. In fact, the project is not large and the amount of money spent is very little. Yang Ling had heard that he had spoken in advance and vaguely heard that the court officials firmly opposed this matter was just to prevent the problem from getting worse and worse. He was afraid that the emperor would be more and more playful when the hole was opened, so he firmly opposed it and must tie the emperor to the Forbidden City.

In Yang Ling's view, this is just a small matter. Whether or not to cultivate has no effect on the current Ming Dynasty, and it will not change the history he knows. This matter has not yet reached the point of being exhausted and money-lost, and Yang Ling has no hope of transforming Zhengde into a public servant of the people, so he naturally does not say anything.

Zhengde muttered indignantly, and said like a deflated ball, "Then let's do it for now. They don't pay, I will spend my own money, please give me a good look. By the way, now you accompany Yangling to the suburbs of the city and take over my imperial farm. I have to go and see it myself if I have time."

Seeing that he was in a bad mood, Yang Ling and Ma Yongcheng hurriedly received the order and left the hall and first went to see the five hundred personal troops led by Liu Biao. When Yang Ling saw Ma Yongcheng, he remembered that it was Ma Yongcheng who sent silver to redeem Tang Yixian, so he took the three girls home. He thought he had saved the people and got out of the fire pit, but now it made the fairy girl Fangzhi and her whereabouts unknown, and he couldn't help feeling a little depressed.

Seeing that he looked depressed, Ma Yongzheng couldn't help but say strangely: "Mr. Yang, why are you worried about it? But what are you worried about?"

Yang Ling smiled and said, "Oh, nothing, by the way, last time my father-in-law sent silver to redeem Miss Tang, I only spent 10,000 taels, and I never found the opportunity to return the remaining silver to my father-in-law. I will get home later and then get the silver back to you."

Ma Yongcheng smiled and said, "No, no, the emperor favored Lord Yang and gave him a big house in the imperial village. This value is beyond comparison. In the future, our family will need Lord Yang to help and take care of him."

He proudly showed off again: "What's more, today is different from the past. Our family has already taken charge of the inner treasury, and all the people purchased in the palace have been handed over to our family. What's this little silver?"

Only then did Yang Ling realize that Ma Yongcheng had taken over the financial power in the palace, so he quickly congratulated him. Ma Yongcheng smiled happily: The daily expenses of tens of thousands of people in the palace were so great that he changed from a small purchase to the chief financial officer of the harem. He sat on the mountain of gold. He naturally didn't care about the tens of thousands of dollars he saved from his past.

In the western suburbs of the capital, seven villages were connected together and were all made by Zhengde Circle for the imperial village. Yang Ling was ordered to stay here for a long time, and he also heard that the emperor had given him a ready-made house, so there was no reason not to bring the young lady. So he led five hundred relatives and rushed back to bring his family, so he rushed to Xixiao.

When the new emperor ascended the throne, the capital had settled down. Suddenly, many soldiers could not hide the actions of others. Moreover, Yang Ling, who was in the market for the recent popularity, immediately spread throughout the capital. Zhao Yong and others who were having a banquet in the restaurant also heard the news and quickly sent a family member to see what was going on.

Yang Ling led his army to Xixiao. The sun was red and he was about to go down the mountain. At this time, the distant mountains were as dark as smoke. The fields in front of him were fertile, and the crops were green. The stream was circling the fields like a jade belt, and the atmosphere was extremely elegant.

In the rows of crops, birds and frogs were singing, and the leisurely pastoral scenery was so happy. When Yujie'er and Xuelimei saw this, they were so fascinated by it and were drunk by it.

The house given to Yangling is the richest among the seven villages. There are fifty or sixty families living in this village, and the yards are separated by half a person-high fences. The courtyard is surrounded by Qushui River Bridge and green willows swaying. There are shepherds driving cattle and sheep home on the trails in the village.

On the way, the old woman saw the brigade of people and stopped to watch with surprise. Although these people lived in Jingxiao, they seemed to have never left the house in their lifetime and seemed extremely dull and simple.

When Yangling arrived at the land, he couldn't help laughing when he heard the name of the village. The village was called Gao Laozhuang, and I don't know if that boy Wu Chengen had also been to this place.

However, after so long in this world, Yang Ling already knew that people in this world didn’t know the book “Journey to the West”. It is estimated that Lao Wu was either not born or had not started writing. If there was no copyright protection in this era, he would not be able to make money by writing books. Yang Ling almost plagiarized and kept himself famous among the four masterpieces.

The village chief led a few gentry to wait at the entrance of the village early. As soon as he saw them, he came respectfully. The village chief was not young and in his forties, and was in his old age. Seeing his dress and speaking, he was also a landlord who had read poetry and books and had a wealthy family.

Yang Ling followed their guidance to his new residence. This was a large house with three courtyards in front and back. There was a high-gate courtyard. Under the eaves, a newly made plaque with gold and black ground hanging high: "Magic Wu Bo Mansion", the door hole with red painted copper rings below was open. As soon as you entered the door, you could paint the shadows and screens. It looked like the original owner was a very generous family.

Yangling's 500-person army small village could not be accommodated. Yangling had already ordered the army to temporarily set up camp tents in a large area of ​​peach and apricot forest not far behind the Weiwu Bo Mansion, and buried their own pots to make rice. Do not disturb the place. Fortunately, the 500-strong army soldiers said that there were too many more, and they didn't say too many less. After more than twenty large tents were built, they lived there.

As soon as he entered the house, in addition to the well-known figures in the village who were respectfully welcomed, unexpectedly, there were two rows of male and female servants standing there. Although Yang Ling saw that the family servants who came to greet him were all dressed in green, their expressions and temperaments were a bit gentle and gentle, he couldn't help but feel secretly happy: Who said that this little emperor is not good at neglecting? This love is really good?

Although the banquet was held in the Weiwu Bo Mansion, it was prepared by the village chief Gao Yuanwai and the gentry. After everyone entered the house, the family moved the few boxes and cages in, and immediately put on the tables and chairs, set up the banquet to entertain the new owner.

Yang Ling, Gao Yuanwai and others were not familiar with each other, and the female family held the banquet alone in the inner court. There was nothing to say except for some polite words. Ma Yongcheng even answered Yang Ling and ignored these rural local buns. Gao Yuanwai was a very well-behaved person. Seeing this attitude, he answered and socialized for a while and then quickly said goodbye.

Yang Ling politely sent Gao Yuanwai and others out, and returned to come back to have a drink and chat with Ma Yongcheng, Liu Biao and several generals in the personal army. Ma Yongcheng said goodbye with a full meal and smiled. Yang Ling wanted to take the silver and return him, but Ma Yongcheng refused to do so, so he went into the sedan and returned to the palace.

After Yang Ling sent Liu Biao and others away, the huge yard became deserted. The two families lit two red lanterns and rushed to hang them at the door of the house. Then they covered the door and walked around the screen wall. Seeing Mr. Yang standing in the yard with flowers blooming, they were staring at the moonlight in a daze. The two hurried over and waited aside.

Yang Ling sniffed his nose and asked, "How come he smells of medicine?"

The old butler bowed and said, "Master, the old owner of this house has planted some medicinal materials in the garden, and it is blooming now, so it smells a little."

Yang Ling said oh, looked at his new home with satisfaction, and smiled at the sky and night. He felt that this quaint house and the elegant and simple rural scenery made people feel particularly comfortable, not to mention that its hostess is so cute.

Is the land of gentleness a hero's tomb or a hero's happiness nest? Yang Ling suddenly felt that if he had no desires and no disputes, he would live here with his young lady, planting flowers and grass, wouldn't that kind of happy life be more free than a god?

Yang Ling smiled and turned his head. Seeing the two families standing respectfully on the side, one of the butlers' old servants still had a calm expression, while the other young boy was a little afraid of him and couldn't help but smile gently, "Don't be afraid, I, the master, have no airs. Everyone will be a family in the future. I will not punish my subordinates casually."

After hearing this, the old housekeeper responded quickly: "Yes, Master is kind-hearted. The seat in the backyard has been removed. The master has just moved to the house and is exhausted. Will he rest now? The girls have already settled the master's wife's bedroom."

After he finished speaking, he saw the gentle young man next to him still in a daze, and hurriedly turned him on his shoulder. The servant in the green hat hurriedly said, "Yes, yes, please rest for the master."

Yang Ling looked at him strangely, always feeling that the servant was a little strange. He thought he was new and not familiar with each other, so the servant was a little timid, so he didn't take it too much to heart, so he smiled casually: "Well, I'm just hanging myself, you can go to the banquet in the middle hall and rest early."

This house is really not small. There are two rows of wing rooms on both sides of the front yard, behind the screen wall, and the yard of the front yard. It is the place where servants and servants live. There are two houses on the left and right of the central hall reception hall, one study room, and the other is a small hall for meeting important guests.

Passing through the middle hall is a garden, rockery pool, curved corridors and pavilions, with vines everywhere. When the wind blows, there is also a fresh fragrance of flowers. Although the garden is not big, it is extremely exquisite and has the smell of Jiangnan water town gardens.

Yang Ling was even more happy. It was late now and I couldn't see clearly. I took a good look tomorrow. The house in this small place was really like a fairyland. He walked past the curved corridor and just entered the residence of his family in the backyard through the moon gate. He heard a faint crying sound.

Yang Ling was shocked and rushed over quickly. The backyard was a two-story building with a concave shape. On the opposite side was a flower hall. There were two maids standing at the entrance of the hall. When he saw him, he hurriedly said, "I have seen the master."

When Yang Ling heard the crying coming from the hall, he ignored them and rushed into the hall. He saw Han Youniang, Yu Tangchun, Xue Limei and his sister-in-law Zhang all looked sad. Yun'er was holding up a girl in plain clothes from the ground crying with pear blossoms and rain.

Yang Ling said in shock: "Young Mother, what happened?"

When Han Youniang saw him, she hurriedly came up to him and grabbed his hand and said sadly: "Mr., this family is so pitiful. Are you looking for a way to save them?"

Yang Ling said in surprise: "What happened to this family?" He asked, his heart pounding. But not because the little emperor was deceived by others, he did something harmful to the sky to give him a house, so he could not afford this sin.

Su San pulled the girl in plain clothes and said, "This girl is a relative of the old owner of the house, Mr. Gao. She is the nephew of the Gao family. Miss Gao, tell me the matter. My master is very capable and will definitely save your sister."

Yang Ling looked at the girl in plain clothes and saw that the girl was seventeen or eighteen years old, with a few freckles on her cheeks. She looked like Zhou Zhengqing, and she was gently wiping her tears.

Yang Ling hurriedly said, "What happened? Let me listen to me."

It turned out that when the young lady was having dinner, several people were happy when they saw the scenery in the courtyard again because of their new residence. They sat in the flower hall and chatted, laughing happily from time to time.

A maid standing beside her, when she saw them talking and laughing, she couldn't help but look sad on her face. From time to time, she quietly turned around to look for tears. Yu Tangchun was sitting opposite her. Seeing that her expression was strange, she called her over to ask what happened. The girl was originally fashionable and panicked, but later she couldn't bear it and had to kneel down to apologize and tell the matter. The tragic incident made the young lady and the others cry.

It turned out that the owner of this big mansion was Gao Tinghe. The unlucky imperial physician who was just taken to Caishikou by Emperor Zhengde a few days ago. Emperor Hongzhi took medicine and died of bleeding from his nose. Zhengde was angry. The eunuch Zhang Yu who took medicine to the emperor and Liu Wentai, the director of the Imperial Hospital, were all pulled to behead him. Can he, the doctor in charge of prescribing medicine to the emperor?

Moreover, his crimes were even more serious than those two death row prisoners. In order to make a difference, the Ministry of Justice sentenced three people to death. Gao Tinghe was even more guilty of being sentenced to the house, confiscated property, sentenced to beheading his son, sent to the Jiaofangsi, and all the others were booked as slaves.

The family of this Tai Doctor Gao has few people, no son, only one daughter named Gao Wenxin, who is only eighteen years old and had already betrothed to the Li family in the neighboring village. However, three years ago, the old lady of the Li family passed away and the young master of the Li family mourned for three years, so the daughter's marriage was delayed. As a result, she has been arrested and entered the Jiaofangsi.

The girl in plain clothes is named Gao Wenlan, and she also has a younger brother Gao Wenju, the young man who served Yang Ling in the front court. Gao Ting and his elder brother Gao Ting was dying early, so Doctor Gao brought his brother and his children to the house to take care of him. He thought that he would marry his daughter in August this year and then adopt Gao Wenju to his own knees. Fortunately, it was a little late, otherwise the only incense in the Gao family would have been dragged to behead him.

It turned out that a family was very young, but the family was destroyed in an instant. I was originally a young master and a lady, and I still had to stay here to serve the people who occupied my family. How can this situation not make people feel sad and cry?

Yang Ling couldn't help feeling sorry for her after hearing her narration. Han Youniang held his hand and said, "Mr., the girl from the Gao family is a wealthy lady who is a good family who is knowledgeable and rewards. She was sent to such a place and was ruined. Isn't it better to die than to die? Husband, can you save her?"

Yang Ling couldn't help but hesitate when he heard this. It was just a trivial matter to ask for someone in the Jiaofangsi, but the other party was a criminal, so this was not something that could be easily provoked. Gao Tinghe's crime was related to the death of the late emperor. Can his relatives go out to save him at will?

Psychology is one thing, but if you want to see injustice, you have to worry about your own weight. What did Emperor Zhengde think about this? Did he agree to let him go?

Yang Ling was hesitating. Seeing that he was hesitating, Gao Wenlan knelt down on the ground and begged repeatedly: "Sir, please save my sister. She is a good teacher and is kind. She has saved many patients in the ten miles and eight villages. She has been doing good deeds and begging her to save her."

Gao Wenlan knocked down a few times, and her delicate forehead was already bloody. When the young lady saw it, she felt even more reluctant and begged: "My husband, what a big deal is it for a woman's reputation? She is such a good girl again. Since we are here, it is a fate, how can we not save you when we die?"

Yang Ling took a breath and smiled bitterly in his heart: Silly girl, you think your husband is very capable. Emperor Hongzhi is over. Who doesn’t know the injustice of the imperial physician’s death? However, none of the civil and military officials in the court came forward to plead for mercy. The envoys even submitted a memorial to demand severe punishment for the relevant personnel.

Besides, it has been three days since now. If Miss Gao refused to surrender, she would have committed suicide. If she surrendered to death, she would have no idea how many guests she had received from Zhang Shuli, and it would be too late to save her. If she really ended up like this, would she still be willing to come back to see her relatives and her old servants?

Yang Ling thought to himself, and when he looked up, he saw Youniang and Yujie'er, Xuelimei and others eagerly looked at the girl who was still kowtowing and had blood on her forehead. He couldn't help but sigh and stomped his feet heavily and said, "Okay, I'll go! You are waiting at home, I will go to the city immediately and go to the teaching office."

Yang Ling hurried to the camp, took four sword guards, and rode his horse straight to the capital. The roads in the village were winding, and the horses were hard to move quickly. It took a long time to turn to the official road.

How to save people? If this is due to Emperor Zhengde's revenge and he rashly rescued people, then

A gust of wind came, and Yang Ling thought about the fate of Doctor Gao and his family, and couldn't help but feel excited and had a cold war. He turned his head and looked into the village. The two lights in front of the house had turned into a glimmer of light.

Yang Ling secretly reminded himself: The career is dangerous, and I am in the court today. If I fail one day, what will happen? If my young mother and the girls who have been following me have also been sent to me.

Yang Ling's heart was chilled: I can no longer follow the trend in a daze. It is the safest and most dangerous to rely on the emperor's favor. For the family I love, I must find a way to protect myself. If someone tries to be unfavorable to me, even if he is the emperor, then he is my enemy. I, Yang Ling, only talks about conscience when doing things, but not about the monarch, minister, father and son!

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Yang Ling did not dare to act recklessly, so he went to the Jinyiwei to see Qian Ning. He heard that the person who was going to save Qin was also afraid, but this guy was still a little conscience. After repeated persuasion, he mentioned some rules of the Jiaofangsi, and then he was so proud that he had something to do and ran away in a hurry.

It turned out that the Jiaofangsi was affiliated to the Ministry of Rites, with one left and right Shao dance, and one left and right music. This place is not only the management of official prostitutes, but the Jiaofangsi is the ritual and music organization of the court. The music, song and dance required by the palace rituals also need to be responsible for the Jiaofangsi.

Jiaofangsi divided into two types of prostitutes and the Le family. The prostitute men, their wives and daughters, are engaged in laughter, and the music workers, generally speaking, their wives and daughters are singing girls. Once they entered Jiaofangsi, they gave birth to men as slaves and prostitutes for generations. Nowadays, many prostitutes in Jiaofangsi are even descendants of some officials and ministers and princes who committed crimes more than a hundred years ago or even earlier.

Although the Jiaofangsi is responsible for the Zuo Shaowu and Zuoshi Music, the court rituals and music often require the Jiaofangsi to be responsible for rehearsing and playing. In order to facilitate the dispatch, there is also an eunuch in the palace responsible for commanding the Jiaofangsi, who is the real power of the Jiaofangsi. Liu Jin used to be the eunuch in charge of the Jiaofangsi. Later, because he was reported to have accepted bribes, he was dismissed by Hongzhi and specialized in the bell and drums. He rang bells and drums every day. Although he still did music work, he had no real power.

When Yang Ling heard that it was the eunuch in the palace, he was overjoyed. Now that he came forward, even if Wang Yue and the prince had to give him some face, let alone others, even if Zheng Deheng was there, he could not save anyone for a while, as long as he asked the eunuch in charge to post a word, he would be able to slow down if he didn't send Miss Gao to pick up the guests for the time being.

Yang Ling thought about this and did not go to the Jiafangsi to run to the imperial city first. When he arrived outside the imperial city, he suddenly woke up and the palace ban was closed at this time. Even if he was holding the tooth sign in the palace, he could not even think of opening the palace gate. He was stunned.

Near Jiaofangsi in the south of Beijing, there are three steps and one floor, five steps and one courtyard. Most of the brothels and music buildings in the capital are concentrated here. In the Jiaofangsi, Youshaowusi Kong Ming, crossing his legs and drinking tea, his eyes drooping, and said to the person standing in front of him: "Isn't anyone from the Gao family still here?"

The man in front of him was about fifty years old, with two rat whiskers, wearing a soap shirt, and a green horn scarf on his head, and said with a smile: "Sir, the Gao family has been confiscated, and the whole family has been taken as slaves. Who would have been willing to spend money?"

Sikong Ming snorted unhappily, the prostitutes in Jiaofangsi include singing girls, dance girls, music girls, etc. If the emperor's decree does not explicitly order the customer to be accepted, then Jiaofangsi has the right to arrange for the profession of the prostitute.

If the Gao family is willing to spend a lot of money, although Miss Gao has been a prostitute in her life, and if she becomes a family and has children in the future, she may not be a prostitute who sells herself. Sikong Ming thought she could make a fortune, but now it seems that the Gao family is indeed a wall that has been pushed by everyone, and no one is willing to support her anymore.

He put a stack of tea bowls and saw the cuckolded Lehu standing in front of him. He couldn't help but glared at him and shouted, "What are you still standing there? Go and ask a few people to wash the lady and pick up the customer tonight."

The cuckold rubbed his hands and smiled, "Sir, that girl is so arrogant. Don't offend the customer. You should deflower her first. This woman, once she had it, she would be broken."

Sikong Ming laughed when he heard this, and he laughed and scolded, "We have not been in the Jiaofangsi for many years. The father of this young lady Wenxin is a medical officer and an imperial physician who serves the emperor. She is a goddess doctor. There are more people in line to try her taste. You are not allowed to move. Let's speak out and the price of taking the lead will double. Hahahaha."
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