Chapter 176: The Way to Control Subordinates, the Dispute in the Literary Society
Although Han Anbang was narrow-minded and prone to ruthless behavior, he was able to make a clear decision as to whether such an important position as prison warden should be held in the hands of Jia Yucun or given to Sun Shaozong's people.
Therefore, after Jia Yucun was dealt with, Zhou Da's promotion was basically a sure thing.
The only thing that worried Sun Shaozong was that after this guy got the lucrative position, he would make a fortune like his predecessor. So after returning to the Criminal Law Department, he specially called him over to give him a good scare.
When Zhou Da heard that the matter of 'promotion to prison warden' had been settled, he was so happy that his face was beaming with joy. Not to mention a few threats, even if they pointed at his nose and cursed at him, he would be happy to accept it.
So he swore a lot of promises in front of Sun Shaozong, and then left the hall happily.
"Brother Zhou, please stay!"
Just as I went down the stairs, someone came up from behind.
Zhou Da looked back and saw that it was Cheng Rixing who called him. He bowed and said with a smile, "Master Cheng, do you have anything else to tell me?"
"You are not worthy of the word 'explanation' from the warden."
Cheng Rixing smiled and said, "I just want to ask, what arrangements have been made for the vacancies of the clerks and ministers?"
The clerks and ministers were all subordinate officials under the warden of prisons, commonly known as jail bosses. The fall of the warden of prisons this time was the result of a group of cases, so naturally several jail bosses were also taken down.
"this……"
Zhou Da knew he had something else in mind when he heard it, so he hurriedly asked carefully, "My Lord, you haven't said anything yet. Could it be that Master Cheng has a good candidate and wants to recommend him to me?"
"Although I can't say I'm a 'virtuous' person."
Cheng Rixing laughed, " But I do have a suitable candidate here, it's the Drunken King Kong Ni Er from Yunshui Lane. He is related to Dong Weng and he has some tricks. Let him deal with those cunning jailers, wouldn't it save you, Lord Zhou, a lot of trouble?"
Zhou Da naturally also knew this Drunken King Kong Ni Er.
Although he is barely related to the Sun family, a person of Ni Er's status cannot get close to the brothers Sun Shaozong and Sun Shaozu. However, he has been very close to Cheng Rixing in recent days and has helped Cheng Rixing with some "private matters".
However, what Cheng Rixing said was indeed reasonable. With a poor man who was a relative of the Sun family leading the charge in the front, he would definitely be able to save a lot of effort as a prison warden.
only……
Zhou Da said in embarrassment: "Master Cheng, the master just told me to avoid corruption. After all, Ni Er was born in the market. If he gets greedy..."
Cheng Rixing waved his hand and said, "Don't worry about that. I'm just trying to protect his future. If he's really a loser, you can use him as an example to establish your authority. Anyway, he can't be considered a legitimate relative of Dong Weng!"
After hearing this, Zhou Da agreed without hesitation and invited Cheng Rixing to his home in a few days to drink and celebrate.
However, after Cheng Rixing saw Zhou Da off into the wing room, he went straight back to the inner room of the main hall and bowed to report what he had just said.
After listening to this, Sun Shaozong nodded and said, "Old Zhou is a bit short-sighted. He has recently given away most of his wealth. I am really worried about him because no one is watching him."
"Actually, Mr. Dong doesn't need to worry too much." Cheng Rixing said with a smile: "The letter of recommendation is signed by Mr. Liu, but what does it have to do with Mr. Dong?"
Sun Shaozong gave him a cold look, and Cheng Rixing suddenly felt that he had lost his temper and quickly closed his mouth in embarrassment.
The afternoon's work was unremarkable.
After the court was dismissed, Sun Shaozong returned home. As soon as he entered the door, he heard Zhao Zhongji report that the brothers seemed to be very angry after attending some "literary gathering" in the morning, and even ate much less than usual for lunch.
"You haven't eaten much?"
"Well, it's mainly the two nephews. Master Yu can't see anything."
Could it be that he was greatly humiliated by others during the literary gathering?
It stands to reason that the literary style in the south of the Yangtze River was flourishing. Even if they were not much better than the local scholars in the capital, they should at least not be much inferior to them.
Could it be that he met some master?
Thinking of this, Sun Shaozong actually became interested and went straight to the courtyard where the three people were.
As soon as he passed through the doorway, he heard Sun Chengtao shouting angrily in the main hall: "They say this is the best place under the feet of the emperor, but I didn't expect there would be such a shameless villain!"
Sun Shaozong then asked loudly: "Which shameless villain has caused you to lose your appetite?"
When the three people in the room heard his voice, they hurried out to greet him.
Before Sun Chengye could try to cover it up, Sun Chengtao had already spilled his guts and told him everything that had happened that morning.
It turned out that yesterday two of Sun Shaozong's disciples came to invite the three of them to participate in the literary gathering of the "Jade Pavilion Poetry Society". The three of them felt that this was a good opportunity to learn from and exchange ideas with local scholars, so they happily went.
Who would have thought that at the literary gathering, a certain Sun Hanlin would appear, showing off like a peacock spreading its feathers among the stars, and targeting the three of them everywhere.
"My third brother and I are not as skilled as others, so we can't say anything!"
Sun Chengtao said angrily: "The poems written by Ke Tingyi are obviously better than those written by Sun Hanlin in terms of style and bearing, but he belittled them as worthless! I was so angry that I refuted a few words, but he took advantage of his power and ridiculed me!"
Sun Hanlin?
I didn't expect that this guy, who had embarrassed himself in front of me, would find fault with a few "youngsters".
Sun Shaozong sneered in his heart and said to Yu Qian: "Why don't you write down the poems written by Sun Hanlin and you so that I can have a look?"
Yu Qian smiled nonchalantly: "Poetry is just a minor art. Winning is not worth celebrating, and losing is not worth worrying about. But Li Jingbin and Wang Zhefei, knowing that my uncle and that Hanlin Sun are not on good terms, still encouraged us to participate in the literary gathering of the Jade Pavilion. I'm afraid their intention is..."
Sun Chengtao was stunned beside him. Apparently, he had not thought of this before. He hesitated and said, "Brother Li and Brother Wang may not...may not have any bad intentions, right? Besides, we have no evidence."
evidence?
What kind of evidence is needed for this kind of "dishonesty"? Just a slight possibility is enough!
However, Sun Shaozong was too lazy to discuss these two minor figures. Instead, he urged Yu Qian again to copy down all the poems.
With Sun Shaozong's foundation in classical Chinese, it is really difficult for him to tell which of these poems is better - besides, he was born a military man, so even if he could appreciate it, those literati would probably not agree.
Fortunately, he asked Yu Qian to write it down, not for him to read it himself.
After drying the ink on it, he rolled it up and put it in his sleeve pocket. Sun Shaozong then said, "In a few days, I will have someone take these poems to the Minister of Personnel, Lord Wang, for review. If there is any suspicion of relying on power to suppress young people..."
At this point, he sneered several times: "Then this Sun Hanlin will probably not have the face to stay in the Hanlin Academy anymore."
Since Sun Hanlin used his power to suppress Yu Qian, it is no wonder that Sun Shaozong brought out the great figure Wang Shangshu and inhumanely crushed him.
Of course, the premise is that Yu Qian's poems are indeed better than Sun Hanlin's.
