fake prince

Chapter 228
Drunk Country Restaurant
A man in silk and satin clothes, who was bulging due to his strong figure, was getting off the bullock cart, and the following servant hurried over to help him.

"Haha, I guess my brothers have already arrived. I'm afraid I'll have to drink three cups of wine as a punishment." The distant nephew of Cui Zhaoquan, Shangshu of the Ministry of War, is a new steward of the Shangshu Mansion. This steward Cui is now very popular with some small officials in the capital. Most of them are the sons of petty officials or even honored and concubine sons.

Today was someone's treat, and he was thinking about how much benefit he would get from it, so he entered the restaurant, but he raised his head inadvertently, and frowned: "Did you see that?"

Cui Guanshi asked the servant, but the servant didn't understand, so he was stunned: "What?"

"Wang Er." Just now I saw a figure going upstairs, is it Wang Er who is working with the butler?

The boy thought for a while, then shook his head: "No, when I came out, I happened to hear people talking, saying that Wang Er had just accepted an errand to go shopping in the west of the city, and he probably had a lot of money... This is the east of the city, not in the same direction. "

"Oh, that's a mistake." Cui Guanshi thought for a while, but he didn't seem to be sure that the person was Wang Er. In addition, the agreed time was approaching, so he didn't stop on the second floor, and went directly to the third floor by the stairs.

In a private room on the second floor, Wang Er, a servant of the Shangshu Mansion of the Ministry of War who was supposed to be working in the west of the city, was drinking with the three of them.

There are seven or eight kinds of dishes on the table, not many dishes, but each one is the signature dish of this restaurant. After one table, including a jar of high-quality pear blossom stuffing, it will cost a lot.

The two people who are more familiar with Wang Er are the two servants of the Ministry of Punishment sitting diagonally opposite. Although they are ordinary officials, they are not ordinary people who can make friends. , and often called Wang Er.

At this time, the two were drinking and talking to the boy.

Before Wang Er came, he had heard from these two servants that this was an imperial student, and he was the first imperial student.

This person is willing to make friends and drink with them. To be honest, Wang Er is really a little proud, thinking that it is because he has gained a bit of fame and is no longer a small person.

Seeing the face, looking at the face, Wang Er's heart suddenly shuddered as he was a discerning servant of the Shangshu Mansion.

Although the young man's clothes are half old and not new, it is said that he is not the son of an official family, but his bearing is not inferior to the son of the Shang Shufu.

"This person should not be a close friend." Wang Erneng is the number one in the housekeeper. Although he has relatives, he is also good at handling things. Naturally, he is not a person who spits out everything after drinking. After seeing the boy, he suddenly became vigilant .

Such a person, how could it be possible to make friends with him, a virtuous corporal must have a plan, and he will not know when he will die when he gets involved in it.

Wang Er had already made up his mind that since the wine was invited, he had to show face, but he couldn't say a word that he shouldn't say.

"Please, have another drink." After a few glasses of wine, his face turned bloody, and he didn't know what was going on, thinking this way in his heart, but as he drank, he gradually became more and more cordial to the boy.

Su Ziji sat, taking the expressions of these three people into his eyes. Although it was a little bit reluctant to perform Wenxin Diaolong on these three people at the same time, but level 6 Wenxin Diaolong might not be able to do it for high-level officials. Officials and servants will naturally not fail.

In the tight time, first serve the three of them one by one, then fill up the wine, and raise their glasses: "Drinking with the three of you today is a pleasure! I actually don't like red tape the most, so don't take me as a scholar, just treat me as a friend with you." You are the same, as long as you are a foreigner living in this capital."

"Speaking of which, if it wasn't for gaining fame, I wouldn't want to leave my hometown and come to this capital. Hey, there are noble people everywhere here. If you are not careful, you may offend someone. I don't know it. It's really difficult."

"Who says it's not!" Su Ziji's words immediately resonated with the three people who were also foreigners.

Su Ziji's selection of these three was not a random selection, but the result of selection from a dozen or so people.

These three people are all typical low-level people, relying on their relatives and friends to make a fortune, followed by benefits, have a place to stay in the capital, usually make a small fortune, and live a good life.

Because of this, they prefer to make friends and expand contacts, because they firmly believe that one more friend can lead to more paths.

Although he has the cunning of a small person, but he has the function of Wen Xin Diao Long, this precaution is nothing.

Moreover, Su Ziji didn't intend to really ask any important news from them, it would be best if he could ask, and it's okay if he couldn't.

Su Ziji, who hadn't made too many demands until now after drinking, made Ben have a good impression of him. The three of them gradually let go of their guard.

Su Ziji's emotion made Wang Er sigh: "Like me, although there is a saying that I am called the seventh-rank official in front of the prime minister's door, but this is just nonsense of the common people. If you really meet a noble person, you may accidentally offend him." , lost his life."

The lives of ordinary servants are not called lives.

But if he was asked to leave and make a living by himself, Wang Er was unwilling to think about the life in his hometown, so he just vomited bitterness casually, and the same was true for the two little officials.

As the chat progressed, we gradually got into some gossip that only the servants of the Shangshu Mansion or the officials of the Ministry of Punishment could know.

Su Ziji seemed to say unintentionally: "Speaking of which, the capital is better. Under the emperor's feet, whether it is drought, flood, or turmoil, because of the protection of the emperor's dragon spirit, the lords' sitting in the town has never happened. It is a pain for the people in the southwest People, next to foreigners, will be robbed from time to time."

"This time the imperial envoy leads the team and is going to the southwest to deal with a major case in the army. I'm afraid there will be another trouble at that time."

"Speaking of it, I'm not afraid of your jokes. This time, I am a student of the imperial court, and I am going to go to the southwest with the team. I really have no idea."

Su Ziji's frank words immediately made the three present laugh, so it was because of this matter.

Wang Er shook his head and comforted Su Ziji: "I thought you were worried about something, about this? Hey! You don't need to worry about this, don't worry, nothing will happen!"

"How do you say that?" Su Ziji asked, and persuaded him to drink again.

Wang Ergu said: "When the Shangguan discussed it, I also heard a few ears. This case is actually very simple, but it's just a defeat to shirk responsibility. You push me, I push you. Wrangling is a matter of military affairs. also the same!"

"Brother Wang is right. We have actually discussed this matter in private." One of the two petty officials also put down his wine glass at this time, and said with a smile: "This battle has been going on for almost two years now, and everyone has I can't afford it anymore, the commander-in-chief was urged to finish the fight as soon as possible."

"Are the rebels comfortable? In fact, they are about to lose their fight. No, I heard that they have sent someone to sue for peace, but the terms have not yet been negotiated... This time, the imperial envoy may not have gone to close the case..."

"Ah, I've heard about this too. The chief steward is my uncle. When he followed Lord Shangshu, Lord Shangshu said with emotion that the higher-ups were very hesitant, and whether it was a fight or a peace, they were not sure..."

As soon as these words came out, Wang Er subconsciously hiccupped, feeling a little strange today.

(End of this chapter)