Go to Kaifeng to be a civil servant

This episode happened on a certain Mid-Autumn Festival before the Blue Dragon Ball case

So there are no brothers from the Yan family, and there is no guest appearance by Zhimei

Of course, the cat hasn't noticed the thing about Xiaojin yet... Hehehe (sneaky smile drifts away)

As for which Mid-Autumn Festival... please ignore it... Mo Xin is already confused and incompetent...

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The first of August.

The autumn festival is approaching, and all the stores are selling new wines. Your family decorates the terraces and wants to occupy the restaurant for a party. Naturally, some people want to take advantage of this festive opportunity to open up contacts, strengthen relationships, and lay a solid foundation for their livelihood in the coming year.

At nightfall, in "Jubaozhai", the largest treasure store in Bianjing City, old shopkeeper Ling, who is over half a century old, looked at the long list on the table, frowned and sighed frequently.

"Master, the young master is here." A servant opened the door and walked in, followed by a young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes.

"Father, why did you call me?" the young man asked Shili.

"Yingliang, come and help my father to look at the list of people who will be entertained at the Mid-Autumn Festival on August [-]th, and see if there are any omissions." Old shopkeeper Ling handed the list to the young man.

The young man named Ling Yingliang was stunned: "Father, my son has been running business in the Jiangnan area all year round. The people in Bianjing are unfamiliar, so it's up to Dad to make up his mind."

"I'm calling you back this time to let you take over the business of Bianjing City. This Mid-Autumn Moon Appreciation Party invites all the young talents in Bianjing City. It's just to let you build a good relationship with them, so that you can be in Bianjing City in the future. Stand firm, you still have to take a look at this list." Old shopkeeper Ling insisted.

Ling Yingliang responded, took the list and read it carefully.

Seeing this, he was very puzzled.

The first name on the list is "Zhan Zhao".

But he drew a line on the name to tick off the name.

Looking down, it is still the name "Zhan Zhao", but there is an extra circle next to it.

Obviously, when writing the list, I was hesitant about whether to invite this person.

"Father, this 'Zhan Zhao' is Zhan Zhao, the fourth-rank imperial guard of Kaifeng Mansion?" Ling Yingliang asked.

Old shopkeeper Ling nodded.

"Then why did dad write this person's name, tick it off, write it on, and circle it again?" Ying Liang was very puzzled, "Could it be that this person shouldn't be invited?"

The shopkeeper Ling sighed: "Where is it that you shouldn't invite me, you should invite me, but I'm afraid, I'm afraid... oh..."

Ling Yingliang was even more puzzled, and couldn't help but look at the servant beside him.

But seeing the young man cover his mouth and burst out laughing, he said, "Master, I'm afraid that I won't be able to invite you to show my lord!"

"Why?" Ling Yingliang's eyes widened, "Jubaozhai was granted the title of 'No. [-] Treasure Shop' by the late emperor. Even a third-rank official should give some face. This Zhan Zhao is only a fourth-rank official. How can you be so arrogant that you don't even have the face of being invited to a banquet?"

The old shopkeeper Ling immediately raised his forehead, shook his head and sighed.

The young man kept laughing: "Young Master, you are joking. If you say that the most unassuming official in Song Dynasty is Mr. Zhan, it's just..." Speaking of this, he was overjoyed.

"Xiao Luo, speak well, don't patronize Le!" Ling Yingliang said a little angrily.

"Yes, yes, yes!" Xiao Luo hurriedly bowed, "My good young master, you have been in Jiangnan for three years. I don't know, but now the most popular and popular person in Bianjing City is Mr. Zhan from Kaifeng Mansion. Once you arrive During the festivals and festivals, there is an endless stream of people who invite Mr. Zhan to entertain Mr. Zhan, not to mention, officials of the third rank and above in Bianjing city are eager to invite Mr. Zhan, but no one can be ranked!"

"Why?" Ling Yingliang asked in surprise.

"Because when it comes to festivals, [-]% of Mr. Zhan will be transferred by the current emperor to work in the palace, and the remaining [-]% will either be patrolling the streets to perform official duties, or he will not be in Bianjing when he is on business..."

"What about [-]%?"

Xiao Luo spread his hands: "It must be the Eighth Prince who invited Lord Bao to the Prince's Mansion, and Lord Zhan accompanied him for protection."

Ling Yingliang lowered his head and stared blankly at the list in his hand: "Is this Zhan Zhao so... so sought-after?"

"It's not just a hot spot? It's a hot shot!" Ronaldinho winked.

"Stealing a head?" Ling Yingliang was a little bit dumbfounded, "I think those famous prostitutes and oirans in the south of the Yangtze River have never had such a title, why is he a fourth-rank official and a man..."

"Oh, young master, you must have never met Mr. Zhan!" Xiao Luo exclaimed.

Ling Yingliang was taken aback: "I have been back to Bianjing for less than three days, and I have indeed never seen this person."

"That's it, young master, if you have met Mr. Zhan, you will understand right away! Anyway, Mr. Zhan is, that is... oh, I have a clumsy mouth, but I can't tell." Xiao Luo slapped his forehead very much. Annoyed, "If only we had half the skill of Captain Jin's mouth..."

"Captain Jin?" Ling Yingliang looked down at the list, but after seeing Zhan Zhao, there was indeed a name: Jin Qian.

"But this Jinqian?"

"That's right!" Ronaldinho replied.

"Who is he? It sounds like he is a school lieutenant by name. Could it be that he is a sixth-rank school lieutenant like Wang Chao Ma Han and others?"

"It's from the sixth-rank school captain." The old shopkeeper Ling took out the abacus from the drawer, and flipped the beads casually.

"From the sixth grade..." Ling Yingliang frowned slightly as he watched his father's movements.

Outsiders all know that the old shopkeeper Ling of Jubaozhai is calm, shrewd and capable, and he is surprised that he has rarely met an opponent in the business world for many years.But Ling Yingliang knew that his father had a small problem that couldn't be changed - whenever he encountered a problem that was difficult to solve, he would use the abacus at will.

However, as Jubaozhai's business grew bigger and bigger, and after receiving the title bestowed by the former emperor, it seemed that he had never seen Daddy's abacus again, and now he just mentioned the name "Jinqian"...

Could it be... this Jin Qian is a very troublesome person?

"Xiao Luo, what kind of person is Captain Jin?" Ling Yingliang asked seriously.

"Lieutenant Jin!" Xiao Luo suddenly regained his spirits, his voice raised a lot, "This man is not to be offended! This kind of high-end treasure shop, down to the peddlers and peddlers, as long as you see this person, there is only one thing to do!"

"What's the matter?" Ling Yingliang frowned.

Why doesn't it sound like a school captain of Kaifeng Mansion, but like a Jiangyang thief.

Xiao Luo clasped his hands together, looking pious: "I beg Bodhisattva to bless Captain Jin in a good mood today, so I can save a few cents!"

"...Kill the...price?!" Ling Yingliang was a little uncertain, "Is it just a bargain?"

"That's right!" Ronaldinho nodded vigorously.

Over there, old shopkeeper Ling's abacus seems to be much louder.

Ling Yingliang couldn't help laughing: "It's common to buy and sell goods to bargain, so why make such a fuss?"

"Yingliang, you haven't learned how powerful this man is!" Elder shopkeeper Ling said quietly, "Do you still remember shopkeeper Li from Yishangxuan in Dongcheng?"

"The iron cock who often sells fake antiques? Of course I remember, so what?"

"The treasure in his store is a vase from the Tang Dynasty..."

"About 5000 taels of silver..."

"Bought by Captain Jin for 20 taels of silver..."

"What, what?!" Ling Yingliang's shock was no small matter, and his voice was raised several times like Xiao Luo's, "Two, 20 taels? How is it possible?! As for the iron cock of shopkeeper Li, it's good if he doesn't lie to others on weekdays. how……"

"The treasurer Li took this matter as a lifelong shame, and never mentioned it. Since then, he has never bought even half a fake. After many inquiries for his father, he learned that it seems that the shopkeeper Li sold a fake to Captain Jin the day before. On the second day, the Tang bottle was bought by Captain Jin at a price of 20 taels."

"Yes, yes!" Ronaldinho also danced and said, "There are also people who buy fake wine in Beicheng, Xu fakes in Dongcheng, and the one outside the city... In short, in less than half a year, there are people who buy and sell fake wine in Bianjing. The merchants have been patronized by Captain Jin all over the place. Since then, if you want to find a shop that sells fake goods in the city, it is almost as difficult as heaven! "

Ling Yingliang was silent for a long time before he said: "Even so, Jubaozhai never sells counterfeit products, so I won't be caught by this person..."

"Yingliang, you still don't understand how strong this man is!" The shopkeeper Ling sighed again, and the abacus beads in his hand were crackling, "The most terrifying thing about this man is that you are so heartbroken because of the obvious bargaining." , but it just convinced you, and when you think about it afterwards, you still have a feeling that you still have something to say, the next time this person comes again, the price will be a little lower, and this cycle goes on and on, like a bottomless abyss!"

"There are such strange people in the world?!" Ling Yingliang was inexplicably shocked.

"That's not the scariest thing!" Ronaldinho added, "The scariest thing is that Captain Jin and Mr. Zhan go out shopping together, that's just... how did that storyteller, Mr. Wa Si... that's right. , It is a combination of two swords, infinite power, while talking and laughing, the silver will fly away!"

"Master Zhan?" Ling Yingliang was startled, "Lieutenant Jin and Master Zhan?"

Xiao Luo nodded: "Fortunately, Mr. Zhan doesn't go out to buy things often, otherwise all the necessities in Kaifeng Mansion would be taken for nothing."

"Not only that..." The abacus in the old shopkeeper Ling's hand suddenly stopped, and then suddenly exerted force, and an abacus shattered in response, "This Captain Jin also relied on his friendship with Mr. Zhan, and took advantage of the right time, place, and people to start a business." Buy and sell!"

"Business?" Ling Yingliang didn't know what expression to put on, "He is a captain of Kaifeng Mansion, what can he buy or sell?"

"There are a lot of things for sale!" Xiaoluo raised his fingers and counted one by one, "Dragon Boat Festival sells Baisuo with Mr. Zhan's sword tassel, and Mr. Zhan's belt, hair band, handkerchief, handkerchief and so on on weekdays. By the way, there is also a sachet for warding off evil spirits sewn with Master Zhan's sword tassels!"

"Someone really bought it?!" Ling Yingliang was dumbfounded.

"Scratch your head!" Ronaldinho looked serious.

"Anyway, Yingliang, you must pay more attention to this person!" Old shopkeeper Ling crushed a bead and said bitterly.

"I got it!" Ling Yingliang clasped his fists, and glanced at the accessories on the waist of old shopkeeper Ling from the corner of his eyes.

Shopkeeper Ling nodded, put the abacus aside, and continued: "There are a few people who should be paid special attention to. No.1 is Li Qiming, the son of Li Fangli, the servant of the Ministry of Rites. This person is arrogant, greedy and lustful. If this person is happy, beautiful women and good wine are indispensable at the banquet."

Ling Yingliang frowned, "Didn't Dad say that the young talent from Bianjing was invited this time, this person is such a character, why did he invite him?"

Old shopkeeper Ling sighed: "Although Jubaozhai has the title bestowed by the former emperor, if Mr. Li, the servant of the Ministry of Rites, doesn't take care of it, the business of imperial sacrificial treasures may not fall on our family's head."

"My child understands!" Ling Yingliang bowed his head.

"As for the others, they are all young masters of major companies in Bianjing, and you recognize them all, so we will have more contacts in the future."

"Yes."

"Okay, it's getting late, you can take this list back and read it carefully. If you have no doubts, write the invitation tomorrow."

"Boy knows. So...why should I write Zhan Zhao's invitation?"

"Oh...let's write..."

"Yes, baby retire."

Ling Yingliang put the list in his arms, and led Xiao Luo out together, but when he walked to the door, he asked: "The sachet on my father's waist is very unique in style, I don't know where I bought it?"

Old shopkeeper Ling shuddered, but didn't answer.

Ling Yingliang went out respectfully and closed the door.

Xiao Luo giggled and said, "Young master has a good eye. The sachet on the master's waist is a sachet to ward off evil spirits woven by Lord Zhan's sword tassels."

"It took a lot of money, didn't it?"

"Not much, master, this is a limited edition, only 50 taels of silver." Xiao Luo looked proud, "This is still a brother who asked the brother who sells tea eggs at the gate of Kaifeng Mansion to send two baskets of tea eggs to Captain Jin to say no." The friendship price that you only get with good words, you can sell it for 55 taels of silver outside!"

Ling Yingliang's brows began to twitch unnaturally.

Zhan Zhao, Jin Qian—I really want to see what kind of characters these two are!

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On the tenth day of August, in the flower hall of Kaifeng Mansion, there were densely packed invitation cards on the three desks, blocking out the sun, making the normally well-lit flower hall extremely dark.

Sitting at the desk, Mr. Bao's huge body was almost submerged by the invitation. At this time, he was writing a reply letter with a pen, while the fourth-rank guards of the Imperial Palace were grinding the waiter.

Behind the desk on the right, under the cover of five stacks of invitation cards each over one foot in height, Mr. Gongsun can only reveal a slightly sweat-stained white forehead. Pin Xiaowei Jinqian.

Behind the desk on the left, Wang Chao looked at the three dozen invitation cards about half a foot high in front of him, with black lines appearing frequently on his face in Chinese characters: "Mr. Gongsun, I'm a big bastard, I'd better ask someone else to help me write the reply letter!"

"Others? Who are you looking for?" Mr. Gongsun poked his head out of the large stack of invitations, and said with an unfriendly expression, "Ma Han's characters are like earthworms, Zhao Hu's characters are like leeches, Zhang Long's characters are like wooden stakes, and your characters are as good as mine." I can see... Well, if Bai Shaoxia was not captured by Island Master Lu and brought back to the Sky Island a few days ago, he would still be able to help..."

"Brother Wang, it is said that those who are capable work harder, so you should take care of it." Jin Qian, who was struggling to polish Mr. Gongsun's ink, said with a grin.

Wang Chao's eyes lit up immediately: "Mr. Gongsun, why don't you let Xiaowei Jin write a few?"

"Oh, I want to write too, but it's a pity that our strokes are not square or round, and there are a few strokes missing from time to time. It's really unsightly!" Jin Qian regretted.

Master Bao stopped writing and let out a long sigh: "The number of posts inviting me to a banquet on this New Year's Day is increasing year by year. It will take several days just to write a letter of refusal. It's really... oh..."

"My lord..." Wang Chao looked at Mr. Bao with a bitter face and said, "Although it is disrespectful to say so, I am a real person and I cannot tell lies. Where are these posts inviting you to a banquet? Each post specifically mentions that you should Mr. Zhan is accompanying you, it is clear that it is false to invite him to the banquet, but it is real to invite Mr. Zhan to go to the house!"

As soon as this remark came out, the room fell silent.

Mr. Bao, Mr. Gongsun, and Jin Qian all looked at Chao Dynasty at the same time, with the same expression on their faces: Dynasty Dynasty, Dynasty Dynasty, you are too honest, tell the truth.

Zhan Zhao's face flushed slightly, he cupped his fists and said, "This subordinate is causing trouble to your lord, why don't these replies be written by one of his subordinates..."

"Never!!" Master Bao, Mr. Gongsun and Jin Qian yelled at the same time, and Chao Chao was shocked, and Zhan Zhao's figure flickered.

"If Guard Zhan writes the reply by himself, the number of invitations will double next time! Guard Zhan must not have such an idea!" Master Bao looked majestic.

"My lord is right! If a large number of Zhanwei's handwriting is spread, if someone imitates Zhanwei's calligraphy and sells it in the future, the consequences will be disastrous!" Mr. Gongsun looked serious.

"That's right! Lord Zhan's sword tassels can be sold... Ahem, what this subordinate means is that in the future, Master Zhan should not leave calligraphy indiscriminately when he goes out, so as not to be mistaken for someone else. According to my subordinates, in the future, all exhibitions of Master Zhan Letters written by adults must be stamped with a special seal to prevent counterfeiting!" Jin Qian made a reasonable suggestion.

"Lieutenant Jin's method is very good!" Master Bao nodded.

"Excellent advice, Colonel Jin." Mr. Gongsun's phoenix eyes flashed an unknown light.

Zhan Zhao had a handsome face, watching the three of them singing together, his sword eyebrows twitched faintly.

Wang Chao sighed, and resigned himself to his fate, and began to write the reply letter.

"Another invitation card!" Zhang Long and Zhao Hu walked into the flower hall carrying a wooden board stacked with several stacks of invitation cards.

Everyone in the room turned dark at the same time.

"Quick battle!" Master Bao ordered with a wave of his hand.

"Your subordinates obey!" Zhang Long and Zhao Hu distributed a bunch of invitations and read them in batches.

"Mr. Zhang, Shangshu of the Ministry of Justice, invites Mr. Bao of Kaifeng Mansion and Zhan Zhao, the fourth-rank guard of the Imperial Palace, to play with the moon and watch the lanterns on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival on August [-]th..." Zhang Long closed the invitation with a snap, and flew out with his hands, "It is an official of the court post, Mr. Zhan will accept it!"

The invitation flew towards Mr. Bao's desk with a whoosh, Zhan Zhao raised his hand and pinched it, and firmly caught it and placed it on the pile of Mr. Bao's books.

"Appreciating Zhenju Zhao Xiang invited Master Zhan of Kaifeng Mansion..." Zhao Hu closed the invitation and threw it out, "The post from a big family of folk gentry, Captain Jin took it."

"Okay!" Jin Qian took the post and put it on Mr. Gongsun's desk.

"Qunfang Court sincerely invites the Kaifeng Mansion Exhibition... Alas, the messy post, Brother Dynasty, take it!" Zhang Long threw the post in his hand to Dynasty.

Wang Chao accepted the post with a dark face.

"Minister of the Ministry of Punishment...Master Zhan!"

"Jiangnan Chamber of Commerce—Lieutenant Jin!"

"Qingquan Poetry Club—Brother Wang!"

All of a sudden, invitations swished around in the flower hall, making people dazzled, comparable to the modern futures and stock trading market.

"The Eighth Prince's post has arrived!" There was a loud shout from outside the door, and Ma Han rushed in holding a bronzing invitation.

"Give it to the government quickly!" Mr. Bao suddenly got up and took the post, opened it to read it, nodded his beard, wrote the reply letter immediately, and handed it to Ma Han, "reply to the Eighth Prince immediately, and say the Mid-autumn night on August [-]th." Bao Zheng will bring everyone from the Kaifeng Mansion to the banquet!"

Everyone in the room breathed a sigh of relief.

"Finally there is a place to go for the Mid-Autumn Festival!" Wang Chao wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"I accepted the invitation of the Eighth Prince's Mansion, and it's justifiable to decline the rest of the posts." Mr. Gongsun smiled while twisting his beard.

Jin Qian wiped his sweat away, and thought to himself: For the sake of a cat, I have to be worried about the Mid-Autumn Festival!

Looking at Ma Han again, he took the post but did not leave, instead he handed over another post: "This is a post from Jubaozhai..."

"Jubaozhai?" Mr. Gongsun was taken aback, "Didn't you go back yesterday? It is said that Zhanwei is busy with work and has no time to participate in the moon appreciation party."

"This is not for Mr. Zhan, but for Colonel Jin." Ma Han raised his eyebrows, and deliberately emphasized his tone.

"Huh?" Everyone was amazed.

"Ours?" Jin Qian's narrow eyes lit up, and he came to Ma Han's side in a flash, and was about to accept the post, but was snatched away by the red-clothed guards on the other side.

"In Kaifeng Mansion, Mr. Jinqian, the captain of the sixth rank school, personally invited Mr. Ling Yingliang, the eldest son of Jubaozhai, to invite Mr. Jin to participate in the moon appreciation party with Jinfenglou on the night of Mid-Autumn Festival on August [-]th. Mr. Jin must be invited." Zhan Zhao said every word. read.

"It's really for us!" Jin Qian suddenly smiled and danced, "Jubaozhai is the number one treasure store bestowed by the emperor!! I don't know if there are any gifts and souvenirs! Jinfenglou Ah, it is said that the price of any dish there starts at ten taels of silver!"

Mr. Bao and Mr. Gongsun looked at each other and shook their heads slightly.

"Captain Jin wants to go?" Master Bao asked with a smile.

Holding the invitation card, Jin Qian looked at Mr. Bao with narrow eyes and nodded vigorously, almost wagging his tail twice.

"Lieutenant Jin is still young. Going to the Eighth Prince's Mansion for a banquet must be bound up and not enough fun. It's also good to go outside to see and see." Mr. Gongsun nodded.

"Thank you, sir! Thank you, Mr. Gongsun!" Jin Qian clasped his fists and shouted.

"Okay, Jin Qian, the four of us have been with the adults for many years, and we have never invited us to a banquet with any treasures. You have only been here for a long time, and you can have a meal at Jubaozhai!" Zhang Long patted Jin Qian shouldered a smile.

"That's right, what's the trick?" Wang Chao, Ma Han, and Zhao Hu also joined together.

"My lords, don't worry, we will definitely bring back a few more gifts from Jubaozhai!" Jin Qian vowed as he touched the big gilt characters on the invitation card, with a hint of green light in his eyes.

"Okay! Jin Qian, it's fine with your words!"

"Don't forget our brothers!"

The flower hall was peaceful and harmonious, but it just ignored the gloomy face of a certain fourth-rank guard who exuded a vague cold air.

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August [-]th Shen Shi.

In front of the gate of Kaifeng Mansion, Dynasty Ma Han, Zhang Long and Zhao Hu prepared the official sedan chair, and waited for Master Bao and Mr. Gongsun to go to the Mansion of the Eighth Prince together when they were ready.

Jin Qian originally planned to flatter Laobao to see him off and go out for a banquet, but was caught by a certain guard who had already been waiting at the door.

"Lieutenant Jin, go to the Jinfeng Tower for a banquet, remember to be cautious in your words and deeds!" Zhan Zhao said solemnly with a jade belt in a red dress.

"This subordinate will obey Lord Zhan's order, walk like the wind, stand like a pine, sit like a bell, lie down like a bow... Cough, what that subordinate means is that this subordinate will never lose face of Kaifeng Mansion!" Jin Qian clasped his fists with a look on his face. Generous expression said.

Zhan Zhao nodded slightly, paused, and said, "You are too strong to drink, so don't be greedy at the banquet..."

Jin Qian took out the medicine bag in his bosom and said, "My subordinates have already prepared the 'Huajiu Pill', and spirits within ten catties are definitely not a problem!"

Zhan Zhao's expression softened slightly: "Don't be greedy just because the food at Jinfenglou is expensive..."

"Subordinates will never eat half a mouthful after they are full!"

"...Don't be greedy..."

"...Ahem, Mr. Zhan, I already said this..."

Zhan Zhao's handsome face sank, and the air-conditioning swished out in a circle: "Don't gossip with others, come back early!"

"Your subordinates obey!" Jin Qian shrank his neck and hurriedly clasped his fists to express his determination.

On the side, the four captains who were affected by Zhan Zhao's cold air looked at the two at the gate with their hands in their sleeves, discussing in secret.

Wang Chao: "We never knew Mr. Zhan was so wordy."

Ma Han: "However, if Jin Qian doesn't give some instructions, who knows what kind of tricks he will make when he goes out?"

Zhang Long: "If Mr. Zhan is really worried, why not just ask Mr. Jin Qian to go to the Eighth Prince's Mansion together? Why bother?"

Zhao Hu: "It's probably because Mr. Zhan couldn't bear to see how happy Jin Qian was when he heard that he was going to a banquet."

The four shook their heads at the same time.

When Mr. Bao's official sedan chair left the mansion, the cold air around Jinqian slowly dissipated, but seeing Jinqian who was still obedient and obedient just now, he instantly forgot a series of earnest instructions from a certain guard just now , stood up and raised his head, put his hands on his hips, and said with an eager look: "Hmph, Jubaozhai is the host, and Jinfenglou is going to the banquet. We must drink enough to eat and get enough! By the way, I heard that Some young talents are participating, um, just let us get close to these potential big customers, investigate the preferences of young talents, do a market research to pave the way, and formulate the future market trend of cat peripheral products, It would be the best if we could have an all-night long talk with these people!"

And a certain guard a few streets away seemed to sense something, looked thoughtfully in the direction of Kaifeng Mansion, and frowned.

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August [-]th, unitary time.

The bright soul is born in the sky, and the mirror is born, and it is always accompanied by clouds and thousands of miles.

The bright moon is in the sky, the clouds surround the moon, the Bian River reflects the bright moon in the sky, and the lights on both sides of the river are shining brightly.There are many pavilions and buildings on the bank, which are newly decorated, and there are endless tourists visiting the moon.Especially the well-known Jinfeng Tower, it is colorful and brightly lit, just like daytime, inside and outside the building, there are crowds of people, bustling and bustling.

The splendor of the river, the scenery of the building, and the moonlight are integrated into one, which is like a poem and a picture.

Standing under the brightly lit Jinfeng Building, Jinqian raised his head, opened his mouth with a look of envy, and exclaimed, "Look at this decoration, look at this style, needless to say, the standard of a high-end nightclub!"

Looking in front of the restaurant door, there are two smiling faces entertaining the visitors at the door, one old and one young, both dressed in brocade robes and radiant spirits.

The old one, Jinqian, knew him as old shopkeeper Ling of Jubaozhai. He asked someone to buy a limited-edition evil sachet for cats a few days ago. As for the young one, he should be the young shopkeeper of Jubaozhai, named Ling... Ling What's up?

Jin Qian hurriedly took out the invitation card and opened it.

By the way, Ling Yingliang.

He really lived up to his name, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a tall figure, a handsome and good man.

Jin Qian nodded, prepared the invitation card, and was about to step forward, but he just couldn't step forward.

Not for anything else, just because Jin Qian felt a little guilty at this moment.

Why are you guilty?

Nonsense, just look at the high-end carriages lined up in front of the Jinfeng Tower and you will understand.

The three horses over there, the four-wheeled chariot here, this one is peony carved in dark sandalwood, the other is fragrant plum carved in mahogany, and the last one in the corner is also a delicate sedan chair with brocade curtain and satin canopy inlaid with flowers. , There are also four bearers with big arms and round waists.

Look at yourself again... no car, no horse, no sedan chair, came on foot, and only wore a set of school uniforms that are standard in Kaifeng Prefecture.

What is this equivalent to?

This is equivalent to going to a high-end nightclub in Beijing to attend a dinner party. Others drive Ferraris, Rolls-Royces, Lamborghinis, Mercedes-Benz, BMWs, and the last time is an Audi, but we actually rode an old Phoenix bicycle. ...

What a shame!

Tsk, look at that one, did you make a mistake, there are six carriages with carved dark patterns, brocade curtains, and six bodyguards pressing the carriages behind!It's too much, too much, showing off your wealth is not so obvious!

Jin Qian was very displeased at this time, and secretly paid attention to this high-end carriage owner who showed off his wealth.

But I saw a person getting out of the car, wearing a brocade robe and jade belt, dark flower embroidered boots, about [-] years old, and he looks quite upright, with long eyes and eyebrows, a high nose and a square face, he looks a little dignified at first glance.

As soon as he saw this person coming, the shopkeeper Ling immediately stepped forward and greeted him with a smile: "Master Li is willing to honor you and come here, it is really my father and son who are man-made!"

Shopkeeper Ling Shao also stepped forward and saluted respectfully: "Ling Yingliang has met Mr. Li."

That Young Master Li glanced at Ling Yingliang, took out a folding fan and shook it, and said with a smile: "Master Ling, this is your son, right? Well, he's quite outstanding."

"Thank you, Mr. Li, for your praise." Ling Yingliang replied respectfully.

Mr. Li seemed to be very pleased with Ling Yingliang's performance. After a hum, he followed the old shopkeeper Ling into the building, with a string of bodyguards behind him.

Jin Qian could see clearly that Ling Yingliang looked at Mr. Li's back, and seemed displeased, but it was only after a young man next to him stepped forward to comfort him that his expression eased.

Tsk tsk, no matter what the background of this young master Li is, but judging by his upturned nostrils, he is not a good bird. A sixth-rank school lieutenant from our majestic Kaifeng mansion, the limelight of his appearance cannot be compared to This Mr. Li is bad!

After making up his mind, Jin Qian straightened his clothes, flicked his long skirts, lifted his body up, pointed his toes on the roofs of many luxurious carriages and sped away.

Here, Ling Yingliang was receiving several masters who were the masters of treasures in Bianjing, when he suddenly heard a loud shout from above his head: "Is this Mr. Ling from Jubaozhai?"

Everyone was startled and looked up at the same time, only to see a person whirling down from mid-air, his clothes fluttering, his body was as light as a swallow, when he landed silently, he was extremely light.

Ling Yingliang and the princes of the treasure house are all serious businessmen who do business on weekdays, and they were stunned for a while when they had never seen such light work.

But seeing the man landed on the ground and stabilized his figure, he clasped his fists and said with a smile: "Jin is late, I hope everyone will be happy."

Someone recognized the person, and immediately shouted loudly: "It's Captain Jin from Kaifeng Mansion."

"Ah, how is Captain Jin doing these days?"

"Lieutenant Jin looks good! Hahaha!"

"Jin Xiaowei's lightness kung fu is truly peerless!"

Everyone began to approach and make friends.

Ling Yingliang looked at Jin Qian who was in the middle of the crowd clasping his fists and being courteous to everyone, feeling very puzzled.

Looking at this person, he is only about seventeen or eighteen years old, with thick eyebrows and thin eyes, ordinary appearance, and his whole body is thin and seems to have no flesh—is that Jin Qian who everyone talks about?

It's really hard to see that such a thin young man can have such a bargaining ability, but this kind of lightness kung fu is very rare.

"Lieutenant Jin, I've admired your name for a long time, Ling Yingliang is being polite." Ling Yingliang hurriedly stepped forward to salute Jin Qian after he finished looking at him.

"Young Master Ling is polite." Jin Qian clasped his fists and said indifferently, his gaze slightly shifted.

Ling Yingliang's heart skipped a beat.

This man is not simple!

The eyes seem to be looking at me, but also seem to be looking at others, the face is smiling but not smiling, if there is a deep meaning, such eyesight and smile can only be practiced by veterans in the officialdom for many years, it is unexpected that Jin Qian has such cultivation at such a young age , It really shouldn't be underestimated.

Ling Yingliang immediately cheered up to welcome Jin Qian into the room.

It's a pity that Master Ling didn't know what Jin Qian was thinking at this time:

Whoops, the appearance of the Flying Immortal just now... seems to be a bit too much... This will make me so dizzy that I can't even see the face clearly, and I seem to be a little nauseous...

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However, Jin Qian's dizzy reaction didn't last long, and as the young masters ascended to the third floor of Jinfeng Tower, Jin Qian's discomfort just now was swept away.

But on the top floor of Jinfeng Tower, there are red pillars and green beams, golden flowers and silver carvings, gauze lamps and ceilings, which are magnificent.All the wooden windows with carved railings around are opened, and you can have a panoramic view of the moonlight in the sky and the river view downstairs, which is refreshing.Looking into the hall, six round tables are arranged in a circle, and the wine vessels on them are shining brightly, so it is not confusing.

The old shopkeeper Ling was overjoyed when he saw Jin Qian, and hurriedly invited Jin Qian to take a high seat, which happened to be right next to that young master Li.

After all the masters and young masters were seated properly, old shopkeeper Ling and Ling Yingliang sat next to Mr. Li and Mr. Jin Qian respectively, and gave an opening speech with a drink. After thanking Mr. Li and Mr. Jin for their presence, the banquet officially began.

It was only at this time that Jin Qian figured out that the son of Li who had feelings for him was Li Qiming, the only son of Li Fang, the servant of the Ministry of Rites.

But at this moment, what Jin Qian was interested in was not the identity of Mr. Li, but the way the Ling family and his son arranged to serve the food—it was really unique and unique.

But seeing a group of young women entering the hall, all of them have faces like lotus flowers, long hair like waterfalls, wearing light gauze skirts, long floating ribbons on their wrists, and delicate dishes in their hands. generally.

creative!

What's more creative is that the group of "Chang'e" stopped beside the guests after serving the dishes, and there happened to be one "Chang'e" next to each guest, one not too many and one not too few.I saw these "Chang'e", serving dishes and wine for guests, pouring water and wiping sweat for guests. The service is very considerate and thoughtful. "Chang'e" sat on his lap - no problem either.

Although the young masters were a bit cautious at the beginning, after drinking for three rounds and tasting half of the dishes, they all put aside their reservedness, and laughed and played with the "Chang'e" beside them, and drank and poems with their colleagues, which was very lively.

of course there are exceptions.

For example, old shopkeeper Ling wanted to personally serve Mr. Li with food and wine, so naturally he had no time to care about "Chang'e", while Ling Yingliang was studying the words and deeds of the sixth-rank captain next to him in great perplexity.

This Captain Jin is really strange.

If it is said that he is not close to women, but when "Chang'e" sat beside him, he didn't seem to show any shirk; The dishes with the most expensive price were still being picked, but I kept stuffing things into my mouth without stopping for a moment.

Is he delicious?

With this in mind, Ling Yingliang personally prepared a few dishes for Jin Qian, and he really received Jin Qian's very grateful eyes.

This person is really delicious!

Ling Yingliang came to a conclusion.

But I don't know if this person is good at wine?

Thinking of this, Ling Yingliang poured two glasses of fine wine, and was about to pay respects to Jin Qian, when suddenly a man rushed out from the sidelines, with a strong figure, a big belly and a dark face, holding two wine bowls in front of Jin Qian and said: "Jin Qian Captain, Li Dan, the young manager of the next Shangxuan, and Captain Meng Jin will take good care of Yishangxuan, so take this opportunity to offer a cup to Captain Jin!"

Ling Yingliang frowned.

One reward?Isn't it the shopkeeper Li's house who was bought by Jinqian for 20 taels of silver for 5000 taels of Tang bottles?

This is his son?Um!It seems that the comer is not kind, and the small body of Captain Jin probably won't be able to hold it.

However, what Ling Yingliang expected was that Jin Qian glanced at the wine bowl in Li Dan's hand, but calmly put down the chopsticks in his hand, wiped the oil stains from the corners of his mouth, shook his head and said, "The big bowl is too boring." "Suddenly said, "Xiao Er, Daughter Hong who has been in two altars for ten years!"

This voice startled the entire flower hall into silence.

The crowd stopped clamoring and stared dumbfounded at Jin Qian stepping on the armrest of the chair, holding up a large jar of wine brought by Xiaoer with both hands, gulping it down and drinking it, then smiling at Li Dan opposite without changing his expression: "Master Li, please!"

Li Dan's black face suddenly turned white, and he couldn't bear to look at his face under the eyes of everyone, so he had to bite the bullet and hold the wine jar and pour it hard, but he rolled his eyes and fell to the ground after drinking half of the jar. His personal servant hastily carried him away.

Looking at Jin Qian again, he clasped his fists at everyone in the flower hall with a calm expression: "Everyone is welcome!"

There was an uproar below, and there was another echo.

"Please! Please!"

"Captain Jin, please!"

Ling Yingliang clearly saw a few sons who were eager to toast to Jinqian just turned around quietly and felt sad.

No wonder this person dared to go to the meeting alone at such a young age, and he was actually a massive alcoholic!

Ling Yingliang broke into a cold sweat secretly, and silently put down the wine glass in his hand.

Jin Qian's astonishing move immediately attracted