Chapter 83: The End of the Monkey King (Available now, please subscribe)

At noon on the 29th day of the twelfth lunar month, in a two-courtyard house on Fushou Street in the north city.

The Lin family sat around the octagonal table in the dining room.

Lin Shisan said, "Let's warm up the pot in the new house today. Tomorrow, on New Year's Eve, we'll go back to the old house. On the sixth day, I'll go to the porter shop to find a porter to help us move."

Lin Youniu stroked his beard with great pride: "I never expected to live in a two-story house in the north city in my lifetime."

"You are twenty years old. It is time for you to start your own business. I will not move here after the New Year. I will still live in Gouqibo Hutong. I have to look after our ice shop."

"In the officialdom, the more money you make, the better. Our ice shop is your main source of income. You can't cut it off."

Lin Shisan was a little anxious: "Dad, without you, can our family still be a family?"

Lin Youniu said, "You love raising birds. Don't you know that when the chicks grow up, you need to build another nest?"

Lin Shisan was speechless.

Biyun was sad for a moment and shed a few tears: "Dad, if you don't move, we won't move either."

Lin Youniu shook his head: "What nonsense. This is the house awarded by the young minister. Our Thirteenth has not yet gotten to the point where he can ignore the young minister's respect."

Wang Xiaochuan started to cry, and Hu'er started to cry too.

Lin Youniu said, "Taigong will not live with you anymore, and he can't hit you anymore. Why are you crying instead of saying you're happy?"

Wang Xiaochuan choked up and said, "Oh, I, I, I would rather be beaten by the grandfather every day than be separated from him."

Lin Youniu stroked Wang Xiaochuan's little head and said, "Good boy, you may be naughty and greedy, but you have a conscience."

At this time, two maids and a servant began to serve dishes to the dining room.

The young maid was named Xiaoyun, not even 28 years old, so tender that you could squeeze water out of her, a typical Yangzhou skinny horse.

That's right. When the Luo family bought maids, they would buy skinny horses from Yangzhou for ten taels of silver per pound of meat.

Yun means the word "yun" has green grass on top. It looks like God's will.

However, it was common for wealthy families and officials in the Ming Dynasty to have one wife and several concubines. Marrying only one wife in one's life would lead to unfilial descendants who would neglect to have children.

Biyun would not object to Lin Shisan taking a concubine.

The twenty-eight-year-old maid was named Mei Niang, a name given to her by the housekeeper of the Luo Mansion after she slept with him.

This woman's appearance and the tone of her voice are just like the waves rising and falling, one wave higher than the other.

Let alone taking her as a concubine, even if Lin Shisan touched her, Biyun would probably kill her. If he slept with her, how many people would Lin Shisan have to be brothers-in-law to?

The sixteen-year-old servant was called Chun Ge'er. He had a pair of bright eyes that showed a lot of cleverness.

Lin Shisan knew very well that these three people were actually spies sent by Luo Longwen to be around him.

Luo Longwen didn't send people to monitor just anybody. He was very optimistic about Lin Shisan and thought that he would be successful in the future. That's why he took action in advance.

On the 30th day of the twelfth lunar month, New Year's Eve, the Lin family returned to their old house in Gouqibo Hutong to stay up all night and look forward to the new year.

At midnight, the night watchman of Shuntian Prefecture sang: "At the beginning of Bingchen, fire and earth are born, auspicious!"

The 34th year of Jiajing passed, and the 35th year of Jiajing arrived quietly.

The Lin family sat around the stove. Xiao Chuan and Hu Er could no longer bear it, so one of them lay on the bench, and the other hugged Bi Yun's neck, and fell asleep.

Lin Shisan stared at the fire, feeling deeply moved.

Since the early autumn of last year, his good luck seemed unstoppable. He was promoted three levels from an unknown lieutenant of the elephant training station to the chief flag of the Northern Pacification Division.

He was also granted an official title and became a close minister to the emperor.

In addition to his official position, his status also rose.

He is now a guest of honor for a bunch of officials and officials of the Yan Party. In addition to using him, those high-ranking officials of the Yan Party also truly appreciate his skills in raising and playing with pets. As for the Jinyiwei, the chief and junior managers are legendary figures. But now he can report directly to the Lu family father and son.

This is probably a treatment that ordinary flying fish do not have.

However, Lin Shisan was very clear-headed. He was actually like a pet. When the big shots were happy, they would give him a few bones. But if they were unhappy one day, they might just abandon him like a worn-out shoe or even kill him and eat his meat.

The only way to protect himself is to keep climbing up, to a position where the big guys can't easily move him.

For example, finding a way to gain the favor of Emperor Jiajing.

But Luo Longwen's words, "Since ancient times, serving the emperor is like serving a tiger," lingered in his ears like a curse.

Lin Shisan picked up the cleaning rod and poked the stove. He thought to himself: What is coming will come, and what is going will go. It is useless to think too much.

On the first day of the first lunar month, Lin Shisan took his apprentice Sun Yue to visit Liu Shouyou and Luo Longwen's homes to pay New Year's greetings, and then returned home. The family reunited and celebrated the New Year in a lively and joyful manner.

On the second day of the first lunar month, Lin Shisan and Biyun went to his father-in-law's house. The son-in-law was so promising that everyone in his father-in-law's family was proud of him and naturally treated him with great hospitality.

On the third day of the first lunar month, Lin Shisan slept at home all day.

On the fourth day of the first lunar month, I have nothing to do and I sleep. On the fifth day, I have nothing to do and I sleep.

On the sixth day of the first lunar month, Lin Shisan hired ten porters to move his family's belongings to his new house in the north of the city.

Setting up my own business and leaving my old father, I naturally shed tears and was reluctant to say goodbye.

After the Lantern Festival, government offices began to resume work.

Lin Shisan went to the Northern Pacification Division first. Although he, the general flag of the Northern Division, was ordered to stay at the Elephant Training Institute, he still had to report to the Northern Division on the first day of his assignment.

As soon as he arrived at the gate of the Northern Pacification Office, he saw a centurion wearing a flying fish uniform riding a tall horse, leading more than a hundred captains and strong men.

The two flagmen next to them were whispering, "Which high-ranking official has fallen again? Captain He, who was in charge of the confiscation of property, left the guards so early?"

"Hush, Shen Jingli from our Jingsi Department has committed a crime. The emperor has ordered that his family be confiscated. Don't spread the news. The head shopkeeper is having a headache."

Lin Shisan's heart skipped a beat: it seemed that Governor Lu had failed to persuade Shen Jingli. Shen Jingli still reported to Lord Yan, and angered the emperor.

In fact, Lin Shisan knew that although Shen Lian was unruly, he was a good person.

Needless to say, after entering the Northern Pacification Office, I exchanged pleasantries with my colleagues, superiors, and subordinates.

A few days later, the Ministry of Personnel held a general selection meeting. With the recommendation of Yang Bo, the summer official of the Ministry of War, Wu Chengen was appointed as the magistrate of Changxing County, Zhejiang Province. For a tribute student, this was already a top promotion.

As the sun rose, Wu Cheng'en rode his big white mule out of the city. Wu Jing, a former bandit servant, carried the luggage.

The fat servant Gao Laoba was carrying a shoulder pole with a bundle hanging on the top. He followed Wu Jing like a big water vat.

The naughty monkey Sun Wukong picked up a stick from somewhere and carried it on his shoulder. He put his two monkey hands on the stick and hopped and skipped in front of the big white mule.

For Wu Cheng'en, the official career is short, but the road of life is long. Where is the road? The road is under our feet.

When Wu Cheng'en left the city, Lin Shisan was sitting opposite his fat apprentice Sun Yue in the general flag duty room of the elephant training station and drinking tea.

Sun Yue said, "Master, you have been promoted, but you have less work to do. I have been so idle these days."

Lin Shisan took a sip of almond tea and said, "I'm just bored. Gao Xiaoqi has retired, and no one is willing to take on private work for us. By the way, Captain Liu said that you will be given priority to fill Xiaoqi's vacancy."

"But there has been no movement in the past few days. I think you should prepare a gift and send it to Captain Liu."

As they were talking, Yang Jinshui, the junior eunuch of the Imperial Household Department, walked in quickly and said, "The emperor has given an oral order. Please summon Lin Shisan, the imperial official, to listen to his orders."

Lin Shisan and Sun Yue knelt down.

Yang Jinshui said: "Xuan Lin Thirteen went to Yongshou Palace to do some work."

Lin Shisan kowtowed: "I accept your command and thank you."

He felt excited: I'm going to Yongshou Palace to see the emperor now?
(The Monkey King’s Story ends, and the next chapter begins The Golden Turtle’s Story. Please subscribe to the five chapters today. Thank you, Fat Coke.)
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