Chapter 134 Happy Event

Now that she decided to write a storybook, Sister Lin had to consider a question. What kind of story does she want to write?

There were two clear paths in front of her. Whether it's a short story like "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio" or a long story like "The Heroes of Shu Mountain", Lin Daiyu has the idea of ​​​​trying it because of her brother's successful precedent.

At this point, Chen Heng did not help Sister Lin make the decision. After giving the other party a direction to try, he released his hand at the right time, allowing her to complete her first chapter independently.

No matter whether the story is good or bad, Chen Heng is not willing to deprive Sister Lin of her own fun.

There are many things in life, and only by walking all the way from scratch can you reap complete joy.

Lin Daiyu, who was eager to show off her talents, did not understand her brother's meaning.

She was still worried about Aunt Shui's story. It is true that Aunt Shui's life is full of suffering and misfortune.

But if you want to rely on this line alone to support a story, you will soon fall into the dilemma of having no words to write. If you want to write a better story, you undoubtedly need the writer's own talent and experience.

Daiyu is not lacking in the former. Only in the latter case, the girl who is often locked in the house has no choice but to find another way.

Fortunately, the Lin family's collection of books is really rich. Although the Lin family's scholars rarely engage in casual books such as storybooks. But Lin Daiyu, who quietly brought Xueyan to search, still found "Tokyo Dreams" and other strange books.

Compared with the Four Books and Five Classics, these ancient documents that focus on describing social life, economy and culture can greatly broaden Lin Daiyu's understanding of the outside world.

Once the heart that wants to fly freely is ignited, it cannot restrain the desire to flap its wings.

Tonight, Lin Daiyu flipped through the books in a daze, and was ready to think carefully about Aunt Shui's tragic life through the past and present. The bright moon peeked out of the window, and the bright moonlight mixed with the orange candlelight reflected on the girl's face.

Holding her chin with one hand, Lin Daiyu played with the tip of her pen and raised her head. Her eyes, filled with joy and excitement, were faintly misted by the bright moon.

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The time has come to December 15th, and it’s not far from Little New Year’s Eve. The western part of Yangzhou City, where large-scale construction projects were underway, was already quite large at this time.

The advantage of tens of thousands of people working together is that the building can be laid quickly enough. After giving up the ingenuity and beautiful layout of Yangzhou gardens, time-grabbing craftsmen led the refugees to quickly build several shops and houses along the streets.

Wei Yinghong, who was wearing casual clothes, took Lin Ruhai and Huang Weizhong together for inspection. There are many curious people gathered outside, including many businessmen from Suzhou, Hangzhou, Jinling and other places who came to deliver goods.

"Is Yangzhou City really going to build a weaving workshop?"

"No, look at the women in line at the front. Aren't they just here to sign in?"

"Tsk, can you rely on these people? I think the prefect is also in a hurry and seeks medical treatment."

"Hush, be quiet. Mr. Wei has been an official in Yangzhou for a long time. I think he has always been calm in his work and is by no means a person who acts rashly."

Passing by these chattering people, Wei Yinghong smiled at the two people around him and did not care about these people's gossip.

They walked all the way to the registration office and looked at the long line of women, feeling a little joyful in their hearts.

"Besides other things, the fact that so many people came here proves that our decision was right."

Hearing Wei Yinghong's words, Huang Weizhong also nodded. He added, "We still have to see how many women there are in the city. If we can mobilize them, we will only be half successful in this matter."

"It's okay, you'll know if you ask." Lin Ruhai smiled and asked the waiting officer to find the person in charge of the scene.

As soon as he heard that the prefect was visiting, the official immediately rushed to the three adults.

This man was an old official who knew how to do things. He answered all the questions Wei Yinghong asked correctly on the spot. When he heard that 10% of the married women were Yangzhou locals, even the steady Huang Weizhong smiled.

What a good start. Wei Yinghong nodded with a smile. Seeing that the Lord was asking about this matter, the official said somewhat flatteringly: "Sir, do you want to recruit more Yangzhou women?"

You are such a talented person, you can really ruin a person's mood. Wei Yinghong's face immediately darkened, and he pointed at the other party and said, "Just act impartially. Haven't the recruitment regulations been clearly written for you?"

"Yes, yes, sir, I understand." Knowing that he had said the wrong thing, the official looked embarrassed and quickly lowered his head.

"Come back and take a closer look and keep an eye on this matter." Wei Yinghong said this to Huang Weizhong, who nodded, knowing that the prefect was worried that his subordinates would do something wrong with good intentions, so he hurriedly took over the matter.

The three of them went to meet the old embroiderers in the weaving workshop. Most of these women were in their forties or fifties.

They are all old masters trained in private weaving workshops.

Since Yangzhou embroidery was abandoned, they took their skills and devoted themselves to clothing shops in the city, doing small things like trimming.

This time, the government office suddenly summoned them, so naturally they felt a little uneasy. Wei Yinghong came here mainly to meet them, hoping to give these old masters some reassurance.

What he said is nothing more than that the government attaches great importance to the weaving workshop, and you just need to teach others with peace of mind and wait.

While the two parties were talking lively, a servant suddenly ran over from the government office and came to the magistrate to report something important. Wei Yinghong didn't know what he heard, his expression changed immediately, and he led a group of people back to the government office.

When the group hurriedly arrived at the government office, they saw an imperial envoy standing in the hall waiting for them. Around the imperial envoy were the guards of honor who accompanied him all the way, as well as the bureaucrats of the Yangzhou government office. It was very lively.

These people were divided into two sides, and they guarded the imperial envoy in the middle. When Wei Yinghong and the other two appeared, these people all showed joy on their faces, and welcomed the three people into the court like stars supporting the moon.

Wei Yinghong had already seen some clues, but he still said calmly: "Yan Yi, it's been many years since we parted in the capital."

The imperial envoy's surname was Dong, his name was Qing, and his courtesy name was Yan Yi. He had a good relationship with Wei and Lin in the capital. He was a Jinshi in the sixth year of Wuding, and was a latecomer in the imperial examination.

After a few people exchanged greetings, when the servants prepared the official robes for the three people, Wei Yinghong led Lin Ruhai and Huang Weizhong to change clothes from the inner hall.

The imperial envoy named Dong took out the imperial edict and began to announce it in front of all the officials who bowed down.

"May the Holy Spirit be at peace. The Emperor, in compliance with the Will of Heaven, decrees: …………"

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Who said that good news doesn't travel far, but bad news travels a thousand miles?

At least the incident that happened in the Yangzhou government office was just one noon away, and with the help of some people, it was widely spread in the city.

"Have you heard? Have you heard? Our prefect is going to be promoted to the Left Vice Minister of the Ministry of Rites."

"What? This is a great event."

"Then who is our new prefect? ​​Is it appointed by the court?"

"It's Mr. Lin who is in charge of the salt administration. Not only him, but even the prefect of our prefecture will be transferred to Jinan, Shandong as the prefect."

"This, this, this..."

The Yangzhou officialdom promoted three officials in a row, and anyone who heard it would be shocked.

"I heard that His Majesty commended our prefecture for its contribution to disaster relief this time, and the court punished many officials in Shandong prefecture by taking our Yangzhou as an example." The Yangzhou student who said this had an indescribable pride on his face.

When Chen Heng heard about this, he was learning to ride a horse with Xin Suzhao. He was so scared that he almost fell off the horse.

Fortunately, Xin Suzhao was quick-witted and grabbed the reins and helped his friend down from the saddle. "Look how scared you are. What's going on? Brother Heng, are you rushing to the Lin Mansion to congratulate?"

Chen Heng patted the dust on his clothes and said speechlessly, "Don't say weird things. How can you joke at this time?"

Xin Suzhao laughed. His father was a military general that His Majesty relied on. He belonged to two different systems from the civil officials. He was very open about such things.

Seeing this, Chen Heng had to shake his head and turn away.

It was naturally a happy thing for Uncle Lin to be promoted. He would be scared or think that the news was too sudden.

Thinking of the dilapidated appearance of the Lin family in the book, and then looking at it now.

While Chen Heng was sighing at the flapping of the butterfly's wings, he was also sincerely happy for Uncle Lin's family.

Seeing that his brother was in a good mood, Xinda knew that Chen Heng had a personal relationship with the Lin family, so he couldn't help but ask, "Brother, such a great thing, don't you really need to prepare a gift to congratulate?"

"You, you." Chen Heng turned his head and looked at his brother who was thinking about him, and couldn't help laughing, "The Lin Mansion must be very lively now, so we shouldn't go over to join in the fun."

Xinda listened and nodded after thinking about it.

It is said that the rich have distant relatives in the mountains.

After all, our old Chen family is a small family. If we go over at this time, the Lin family may not say anything, but their guests will definitely laugh at the Chen family for being "snobbish" and coming up to make friends.

While taking a walk, Chen Heng suddenly remembered an interesting story and laughed heartily.

"Second brother, what are you laughing at?" Xinda asked impatiently.

"I wonder what the teacher's reaction will be when he knows this news."

Chen Heng and Xinda have both taught by Wang Xianming, and they know the teacher's sour temper very well.

In the past, when Uncle Lin was only a seventh-rank salt inspector, everyone could still be considered a relative.

But now Uncle Lin is the prefect of Yangzhou, a fourth-rank official of the imperial court, and can be called a governor of a region, with equal power and authority.

Xinda reacted and shook his head helplessly.

Chen Heng only knew how to joke with his brother about the Lin Mansion. But he didn't know that he had also become a person mentioned by Wei Yinghong and Lin Ruhai.

This is the first update, and there will be a second update later.