Rise From the Humble

"Zihou, you really don't show pity for the beauty. You just took pity on Qingqing." After walking away, Zhang Siwei glanced back, shook his head and joked to Zhu Pingan.

"Falling flowers are intentional, but flowing water is ruthless." Wang Shizhen was dressed in white to win snow, with hands behind her back, talking and laughing.

"I was just joking. I thought you would be moved by my spirit of showing no repayment." Zhu Pingan shook his head slightly and smiled.

"Pull it down, the running water is ruthless Zhu Zihou, haven't you seen the girl's affectionate eyes?" Zhang Siwei bumped Zhu Ping'an with his shoulder and asked jokingly.

"I just wanted to save the old man, and I wasn't going after the girl." Zhu Pingan smiled calmly, like a ray of sunshine in winter shining on the earth.

"Zihou is a real gentleman." Wang Shizhen sighed seriously.

The three of them chatted all the way, and it didn't take long before they reached the foot of Chongfu Temple, which can be said to be the oldest temple in the capital.

If Zhang Siwei hadn't led him to the entrance of Chongfu Temple, Zhu Pingan would not have been able to find Chongfu Temple. This temple is not as conspicuous as other temples. It is in a small alley with twists and turns. The entrance of the temple is full of secular atmosphere. Some people are selling Zen incense, while others are selling consecrated pendants while shouting the name of Amitabha Buddha.

Zhu Pingan followed Zhang Siwei and Wang Shizhen into the temple gate. The inside and outside of the temple were like two worlds. It was quiet inside and the smell of incense was everywhere, making people feel calm. In the courtyard, there are monks sweeping the floor, pilgrims offering incense, and birds chirping on the ground looking for food, not afraid of people.

Walking inside, you will find the Main Hall, the core of the temple. From outside, you can hear the sounds of monks worshiping Buddha inside, and the sound of wooden fish accompanied by Buddhist scriptures can be heard. When you enter, you will see many believers kneeling down to the Buddha statue devoutly, either praying for health, praying for money, or praying for a future, and so on.

Under Zhang Siwei's instigation, Zhu Pingan and Wang Shizhen both bought a bunch of incense and offered it to the Buddha. In fact, offering incense was just a form of psychological comfort. Zhu Ping'an didn't take it to heart, and neither did Zhang Siwei and Wang Shizhen.

On the contrary, the three of them were very interested in the beautiful apricot blossoms on the mountain behind the temple.

What disappoints them is that the small door to the Apricot Grove at the back of the mountain is guarded by several people, and they look like strangers should not approach.

"Come on, hurry up, the back mountain has been taken over by my master." When the person guarding the small door saw Zhu Ping'an and the others approaching, he waved his hand to drive them away. Even though Zhu Pingan and the others were well dressed, they did not take Zhu Pingan and the others seriously at all.

"Why, the temple was built with funds raised by tens of thousands of believers, and it does not belong to your master." Wang Shizhen stepped forward to reason.

"Go back and forth wherever you go, this is for your own good." A gatekeeper waved his hand.

"What's the point of talking to them? They don't count. Leave quickly, otherwise we brothers will not be blamed for being ruthless." Another gatekeeper was even more aggressive, refusing to reason with Wang Shizhen at all, holding a sheathed sword in his arms. With his nostrils turned upward and his small eyes narrowed, he directly threatened Zhu Ping'an and the others.

"Watching with open fire, intimidating and threatening, aren't you afraid of being arrested and prosecuted by the Army and Horses Division?" Zhang Siwei pulled Wang Shizhen behind him, stared at the gatekeeper with burning eyes, and asked loudly.

After hearing Zhang Siwei's righteous words, the gatekeeper was startled at first, and then looked at each other and laughed as if he had heard a funny joke.

"Hahaha, Soldiers and Horses Division, ask the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses Division to come over and try. See if they have the courage."

"Return to the Five Cities Military and Horse Division, even the factory guards can't be used!"

"I don't care who you are. Now, before you disturb our master, hurry up and go back and forth!"

The gatekeeper smiled contemptuously and chased people away again.

"Who are you, sir?" Zhu Ping'an stretched out his hand to hold Zhang Siwei and asked the gatekeeper.

"Huh, I'm not afraid of scaring you. Our master is Mr. Yan, Shilang Yan." The gatekeeper said that their master was, with an arrogant look on his face.

Mr. Yan?

Oh, that's Yan Shifan. Yan Shifan had a good father, and he saved so many people decades of effort. He didn't need to go through the boy's examination, provincial examination, and general examination that so many scholars were so anxious about. His father first did it for him. I got a place in the Imperial College, and then became an official directly. Not only that, the promotion was like eating and drinking soup. I was promoted very quickly. Before the people in one department recognized them, they were promoted again and changed departments. Now they are already The left minister of the Ministry of Industry.

In terms of current official positions, Zuo Shilang of the Ministry of Industry is equivalent to today's deputy minister of the Ministry of Construction. What does the Ministry of Industry do? It is engaged in engineering. There is much more oil and water than today's oil and gas.

No wonder even the doorman pulled at me like this. It turned out to be Yan Shifan inside.

Zhang Siwei, Zhu Pingan and Wang Shizhen looked at each other. Although Zhang Siwei and Wang Shizhen had no good impressions of Yan Song and his son at all, they were still very wary of the power of Yan Song and his son. After all, Yan Song was still the chief minister, and even Yan Shifan was a deputy. They are ministerial-level figures. Zhu Ping'an and the other three are still burning incense for the meeting, and now they are not even sesame officials.

It’s really a feudal society. If you give me an apricot blossom, you’ll be rewarded with a mountain behind the temple!

As far as history is concerned, Yan Shifan is a ruthless character. Yan Song can still serve as the chief assistant at such an old age. He and Yan Shifan play a vital role in making plans and assisting in government affairs.

Of course, there is another important point. Yan Shifan's character is notorious.

Zhu Ping'an was still thinking about how to resolve the conflict with Yan Shifan if Wang Shizhen became bookish and insisted on going in while twisting his neck; Zhang Siwei didn't have to worry, Zhang Siwei had Gou Jian's genes in his bones.

But what Zhu Pingan didn't expect was that when he heard about Yan Shifan in Xinglin in Houshan, Wang Shizhen turned away with a look of contempt on his face.

Zhu Ping'an and Zhang Siwei also turned around and followed, and walked out.

The gatekeeper looked at the figures of several people leaving, and curled his lips in disdain. Man has seen many figures leaving in such a state of embarrassment!

"There is nothing to see in the apricot forest with that person there!" Wang Shizhen said disdainfully after walking away, looking back at the back mountain.

"I've heard for a long time that Blind Yan is greedy and seductive, and blocked the back mountain, fearing that he might be doing some shady business inside!" Zhang Siwei was also very contemptuous.

"Haha, I also heard that Fatty Yan is a manly man. It's a good thing you two didn't go in." Zhu Pingan thought of some unofficial stories he had seen in modern times and couldn't help but joked with a smile.

"Won't?"

When Wang Shizhen heard the words, her face twitched, as if she didn't believe it.

"I've heard about this too. Blind Yan is indeed as good as Tao Longyang, but it's probably just a novelty, and he's more greedy for women." Zhang Siwei also nodded.

"Indulging in enjoyment and disregarding the national economy and people's livelihood, the great political affairs of the country fall into the hands of such people. It is really unfortunate for the country and the people!" Wang Shizhen shook his head and sighed, deeply disgusted.

"However, judging by the current situation, this situation may not change in a short time." Zhu Pingan patted Wang Shizhen on the shoulder and shook his head. Zhu Pingan knows the history, and Yan Song and his son will be in power for another ten years.

"Yes." Zhang Siwei was full of admiration for Zhu Pingan's knowledge. He also came to this conclusion from the chat with his elders. Now that he saw Zhu Pingan came to the stable not long ago, he admired Zhu Pingan and nodded accordingly.

"It's sad and hateful." Wang Shizhen sighed.

In this way, on a small road in Chongfu Zen Temple, the three of them looked at each other for a long time. Then, Zhang Siwei looked at Wang Shizhen and then at Zhu Pingan, and said seriously:

"A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step. With your talents, you will surely achieve great things. I am willing to work with you to encourage you. In the future, when the stormy times arise, generals and ministers will help the country and establish immortal achievements! Give the world a bright future!" "

After Zhang Siwei finished speaking, he stretched out his hand. Zhu Ping'an and Wang Shizhen looked at each other, smiled, and put their hands on it without hesitation.

The situation in the world is out of my generation, and the time has come to remind me once I enter the rivers and lakes.