Chapter 563 Visiting friends

After coming out of the old lady's yard, Zhu Ping'an remembered that he forgot to mention the matter of moving out of the Hou's mansion to the old lady.

Forget it, it won't be too late to mention it to the old lady when Li Shu comes back to discuss it. Now, during this period of time, I can just look for a place to live, inquire about the housing prices in the capital, and see if I should buy a small courtyard or rent a small courtyard.

The house prices in Ming Dynasty are not as outrageous as those in modern times. In my impression, the house prices in Ming Dynasty recorded in history seem to be relatively low. There seems to be a record that in the thirteenth year of Chongzhen, Fu Shangzhi, a resident of Zhengyangmen Street in Beijing, sold his house. The house was a courtyard house. Two rooms, one wing room, and two more rooms in the north, as well as a courtyard, were sold for a total of 33 taels of silver. That is to say, the house price in the capital in a hundred years' time can buy a courtyard house for a few tens of taels of silver. In addition, "Jin Ping Mei" also has a record about real estate, in which Ximen Qing bought a four-story building with two front rooms, and it only cost 120 taels of silver.

Even if there are discrepancies between the two records and the reality, at least the housing prices in the Ming Dynasty were much cheaper than the modern housing prices.

No rush, take your time.

After returning to Tingyuxuan, Zhu Pingan took the money bag and put it in his sleeve, divided the pickled cucumbers made by his mother from Xiahe Village into two small jars, and put the two pickled cucumbers that he was not willing to eat on the road. The smoked rabbit is also equally divided into two gifts to bring.

Zhu Ping'an told the old lady on duty that he was going out to visit friends, so he didn't bother the mansion to prepare meals for him today, and then he left the Hou's mansion with his things.

From the concierge's words when he entered the door, it can be heard that Zhang Siwei and Wang Shizhen had already returned during the time he went home, and they even came to Huaihou Mansion to find him.

So, Zhu Ping'an went out this time to find two people to get together, and bring them some specialties from home by the way. Now the 50-day long vacation for visiting relatives of the newly promoted Jinshi has not yet ended, and the two of them don't have to go to work when they come to the capital.

Since you don't go to work, go directly to their residence, and you can find them in all likelihood.

The capital city is very large, and there is a distance from Linhuaihou Mansion to the residence of the two of them. Walking is too slow, and they have to ride horses. The steed that came here ran from Xiahe Village to the capital, and it was time for a rest, so this time I rode a Shamat dark horse.

Shamat's black horse is much fatter than when he left, and the saddle has been loosened by two buckles compared to usual. According to the boy who waited on the stables, during the time of leaving, this fat horse is not only greedy and dishonest, but he is also greedy and dishonest when he gets a chance. He hooked up with mares everywhere, and made Master Zhou's most beloved snow-riding BMW pregnant... Master Zhou was furious. If it wasn't for his sake, Master Zhou would have slaughtered it and ate it.

I didn't expect you to be such a horse, should you be eunuched? Zhu Pingan took a malicious look at Shamat's dark horse. Shamat's dark horse seemed to realize something. In short, he was very obedient along the way, lest he would offend his master Make yourself a useless horse.

Fat horse and light fur, leave the Marquis Mansion, all the way east.

The courtyard where Wang Shizhen lived was nearer to Linhuaihou's mansion. Zhu Ping'an went to visit his residence first. After arriving at the courtyard where Wang Shizhen lived, the guard servant told Zhu Ping'an that Wang Shizhen had gone to visit a friend.

That probably went to Zhang Siwei's, so Zhu Ping'an then went to Zhang Siwei's residence.

Zhang Siwei's residence is much larger than Wang Shizhen's residence, and not much smaller than Linhuaihou's Mansion. The Zhang family, who was born in a salt merchant family, is not short of money. This should be a mansion of the Zhang family in the capital.

I heard from Zhang Siwei that there is also a martial arts training ground in this mansion. Shanxi merchants have a tradition of letting their family members exercise their bodies. Generally, large families will prepare a martial arts training ground, and this mansion of the Zhang family in the capital is no exception.

Zhang Siwei is good at talking about military affairs. In addition to being greatly influenced by his uncle Wang Chonggu, it is estimated that it has something to do with the tradition of Shanxi merchants.

Zhu Pingan came from modern times. He has read too many military magazines and visited various military forums. He can be regarded as a senior military enthusiast. In his spare time, he and Zhang Siwei talked a lot about military affairs. Zhang Siwei's various assertions, and then several debates, can amaze Zhang Siwei.

Wang Shizhen is not interested in military affairs. Whenever Zhu Ping'an and Zhang Siwei argue, Wang Shizhen always sneers.

Arriving at Zhang Siwei's mansion, Zhu Ping'an spread the word, and within a moment, Zhang Siwei came out wearing a long gown and laughing, "Hahaha, Zihou, you are back."

"Brother Ziwei, you are safe." Zhu Pingan smiled and cupped his hands.

"Stop coming, let's go, come and have a drink for the brother's house, let's talk about wine."

Zhang Siwei shook his head and smiled, and walked into the mansion together with Zhu Ping'an's shoulders, and then ordered his servants to warm wine and prepare tea, and set up a banquet in the study room.

Through chatting with Zhang Siwei, I found out that Wang Shizhen was not with Zhang Siwei. Li Panlong, head of the criminal department, presided over a poetry reception this morning, and invited Zong Chen, Xu Zhongxing, Liang Youyu and others to participate. Wang Shizhen also went to the meeting. Zhang Siwei had just been exercising his muscles and bones in the martial arts training ground, and he heard that Zhu Ping'an had come, so he came out with his clothes on before he had time to get dressed.

"Why didn't Ziwei go with Wen Sheng?" Zhu Ping'an asked curiously.

"Master Li pays attention to the Qin and Han Dynasties in literature, and the Han and Tang Dynasties in poetry... I can't pee with them." Zhang Siwei shook his head and smiled.

"Well, I have chatted with Wen Sheng in the past and I know that Wen Sheng has always advocated literary restoration, but it coincides with Mr. Li." Zhu Pingan nodded.

"Wen Sheng and I got off the relationship with the Ministry of Punishment and asked about your memorial. We also had a relationship with Mr. Li in the middle. As for Wen Sheng getting to know Mr. Li, it was a mistake." Zhang Siwei explained.

"It turned out that it was because of me, Ping An was ashamed, a memorial made Ziwei and Wen Sheng bother." Only then did Zhu Pingan understand the reason why Wang Shizhen and Li Panlong were strong, and was very moved by Wang Shizhen and Zhang Siwei for a while.

Zhu Ping'an also knew about Li Panlong. He had a very close relationship with Wang Shizhen in history. Li Panlong was a Jinshi in the 23rd year of Jiajing, seven years earlier than himself and others. In history, Li Panlong wrote editorial poems with Xie Zhen, Wang Shizhen, Zongchen, Xu Zhongxing, Liang Youyu, Wu Guolun and others. He was one of the leaders of the "Later Seven Sons" of literature in the Ming Dynasty with Wang Shizhen, and was known as the "Master of Zonggong". .

Wang Shizhen originally went to the Ministry of Criminal Justice for his memorial, but he did not expect to meet Li Panlong by mistake. The wheel of history is rolling forward, and it is really difficult to change. Come to think of it, the "last seven sons" are about to be on the agenda.

"The three of you and I don't care about each other. How can Wen Sheng and I sit idly by if you have something to do." Zhang Siwei shook his head with a smile, then looked at Zhu Ping'an seriously and said, "Zihou, you know, you That memorial has stirred up the lake in the capital."

(end of this chapter)