It was late at night, and the lights in a relatively neat and unique small yard in Zhaoji Lane, Yingtian Prefecture, were still on.

A thirteen or fourteen-year-old man with a round face was running around quickly to pack and salute. After a while, a few packages were placed on the table in the main hall.

Han Kezhong held his chin with one hand and sat quietly on the threshold and looked at the night sky without saying a word.

"Uncle Seven, our yard has only been rented for a few days and we will be leaving. What should we say when the landlord comes later?" The servant finished his work. Gulu Gulu drank half a bowl of herbal tea, and also sat next to Han Kezhong with his cheeks.

Nancheng is not a high-ranking official and noble person, so renting a house here is just a few words, which is cheap. But even this cheap yard, the annual rent plus the deposit, also emptied Han Kezhong's already poor pocket.

Today, I received the imperial edict and set off to head south, and I spent a lot of money on the way.

"If you want to say that this capital is better than our hometown, but things are so expensive!" The servant said with his finger beside Han Kezhong, "You have not received your salary yet, and you have spent 70% of the money you brought from your hometown."

As he said, he sighed heavily and said with some grievance, "Before he came, the patriarch told me, "What little six, you have been sent to me, you have been lucky. Our Han family has not produced a top scholar for many years. If you serve the top scholar, you will have a great future and fall into the lucky nest!"

Speaking of this, Xiao Liuzi spread his hands, "Mr. Seventh Uncle, I came from my hometown with joy. I didn't see your old official's mighty reputation. I didn't even have a few bites of meat!"

Bounced, Han Kezhong directly banged his head on Xiao Liuzi's head.

"You talk too much!" Han Kezhong tense his face, "Who told the officials to enjoy the happiness?" As he said that, he pinched the other party's face, "If you don't want to be by my side, just go back to your hometown. Do you think the patriarch will beat you up?"

Xiao Liuzi seemed to be afraid that the clan leader would be more than the seventh uncle in front of him, and immediately curled his lips, "I'm not afraid of the clan leader beating me, but I'm afraid that the clan leader would tell my father that my father would use a rolling pin to peel me!" As he said that, his eyes moved, "Seventh uncle, you are going to the south this time, will Master Long live to promote you?"

Han Kezhong sighed slightly, "Well, the sixth-rank inspector censor!"

"My mother, this is a life-threatening life!" Xiao Liuzi stood up, "My uncle Qi, you are the censor, your mother, you are the master of Qingtian, this is great. Are you sending a letter to your family? If the old patriarch knows, you will be laughing at your beard!" As he said, his hands folded, "The ancestors and the clans are above, and the seventh uncle is the master of Qingtian now. Our Han family is really going to develop!"

It’s not that Xiao Liuzi is so fussy. He has a very high status as a censor in the Ming Dynasty.

At the beginning of the founding of the Ming Dynasty, the censors of various places were personally selected by the old man from the Imperial College and sent to the local government to supervise government affairs and inspectors. If someone breaks the law in the local area, the envoy of the Chief Secretary may not have the right to kill people directly, and is mostly detained and reported to the Ministry of Justice.

But if the inspector knows that the Censor can do so without going through the Dali Temple of the Ministry of Justice, and then review it directly.

Whether civil and military officials, they must give in to the censors when they see them.

"What are you rude?" Han Kezhong frowned and scolded, scratching his head with his big hands.

"Master Seventh Uncle, why are you unhappy?" Xiao Liuzi asked.

"Hey!" Han Kezhong sighed, "You don't know that the cost of the place in the south is more than that in the capital. When we go out, we have to spend money on food, clothing, housing and transportation. Where does the money come from?"

Xiao Liuzi lowered his head and his eyes rolled, "Why do you want to write a letter to go back to his hometown?"

"No, I just sold a few acres of land in my hometown and gave me money. How could I still ask for it again!" Han Kezhong said.

"Hey, then the clan wanted to raise money for you, but you didn't want it!" Xiao Liuzi whispered.

Since the news that Han Kezhong won the top scholar and returned to his hometown, the tribe and county and the prefecture were all in an uproar. The county gave money and the prefect gave money. The money must be collected, and it was used to set up archways outside the Hanjiazhuang.

There are also many relatives who are not close to each other. Some people want to go to his hometown to catch the autumn wind, while others want to hang the ground in his name to exempt them from taxes.

The patriarch also said that the clan members would get together and at least buy a yard for the top scholar in the capital.

But Han Kezhong dared not accept this money.

I'll receive it today, and maybe there will be a favor tomorrow.

"I remember there are a few leather robes at home!" Han Kezhong thought, "Anyway, I can't wear them in this season. Find a place to be used as a robe and get some money by my side!"

At this moment, footsteps suddenly came from outside the courtyard gate.

Immediately afterwards, a man in his fifties stepped in with a smile, "I heard that you are going to cancel your rent, so the old man came to take a look. But he didn't live well, so why did you slouch?"

This person is the landlord. In fact, he didn't know that his tenant was the top scorer in the North List of Jinke, but he only knew that he was a small official in the yamen.

In the capital, there are so many officials who are as comfortable as dogs. Some officials' lives are not as comfortable as the people.

Han Kezhong stood up and saluted, "Please sit down, Liu Zi sees the tea!"

Xiao Liuzi agreed and prepared tea.

"Look, that's the case! What about me..." Han Kezhong smiled and tried his best to say in official words, "I'm going to leave Beijing for business soon. This house is not rentable. I'm looking for you today, and I'm going to cancel the rent. You see, I've lived in less than a month, so I paid for it for one month before the house. After all, I suddenly left, and it's not easy to find a tenant."

"Well, you are a member of the official family, so you are reasonable!" the landlord said with a smile.

"It should be!" Han Kezhong smiled again, "That deposit, look..."

"What deposit?" The landlord stopped smiling and took out the leased document from his sleeve. "Although you are an official, you have to be reasonable. The black and white text is clearly written. If the lease period is less than the deposit, the deposit will not be refunded!"

As he said that, he handed it to Han Kezhong, "Look, your signature is here!"

Han Kezhong was not good at speaking and felt that his face was hot, "Yes, yes, but I...

"You won't rent this month, I have to look for other tenants. To be honest, I will suffer a loss if I have to settle the accounts carefully!" The landlord was polite, "This is neither the beginning nor the end of the year. Where can I find tenants?"

"Don't think you are an official, I am a commoner, but there is no reason why I suffer in vain!"

Han Kezhong was snatched and couldn't hold back his face, "I'm not asking you to withdraw all!"

"There is not a big son!" The landlord put the edict in his arms, "I'm telling you. Either you sublease, you leave, or you live. The words are written clearly in black and white, and I'm not afraid even if I make trouble in the government!"

"Look!" Han Kezhong's face turned red after being squeezed.

"You can't say that!" Xiao Liuzi came out from behind and stared, "We have lived there for less than a month, and we will pay for the deposit for a month. You can see some refunds for us. As the saying goes, if you can't make a deal, you won't suffer any loss!"

"Adults talk to children!" The landlord sneered, "You think this is your countryside, this is the capital, you have to follow rules when speaking and doing things. Do you understand the rules?" As he said that, he shook his head and stood up, "Mr. Han, it's either that the old man doesn't give you this face, the rules are rules."

At this moment, another sound suddenly came from outside.

"I bought this house with tricks! How much does this house cost?"
Chapter completed!