Chapter Fifty-Eight: The Guest
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As soon as Qi Xuanhui's words fell, a figure fell lightly from Guan Cui Pavilion, only to see a burly man wearing a bamboo blue suit, kneeling respectfully in front of Qi Xuanhui.
"Lord, shame!" Zhang Jianchen lowered his head and sighed in a choked voice, "Those things in our family"
It was probably Qi Xuanhui's aggressive questions that evoked painful memories deep in his heart.
Zhang Jianchen is a dignified man, his eyes are a little red, and his voice is so tight that he can't speak.
Seeing this, Qi Xuanhui's heart was also sour, this is really, "Mo Dao boy doesn't flick when he has tears, just because he hasn't reached the sad place!" β
"Alright, get up." He stretched out his hand with emotion and patted Zhang Jianchen's shoulder heavily, "A good man can make a contribution by himself, and he can make a difference without relying on the foundation of his ancestors." β
"Don't look at the current Chengwang Mansion is stronger than your family, but this feng shui takes turns, thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, what may happen in the future."
"Why should you be discouraged, just follow this king and do a good job!"
He knew best that with Qi Xuanzhen's temper, the only three or four remaining princes with different surnames in the capital would definitely find a way to take them back.
In the previous life, the most unsuccessful king was the first king with a different surname to be deposed, but it was not taken to the end, but the prince who became a king was demoted a few ranks and replaced with a marquis.
Then he casually found a four-year-old child at Zhang's house. Sealed the marquis.
It is conceivable that a child of this age, who has grown up in a wealthy township since childhood, is definitely much more likely to grow crooked than to be upright.
At that time, whether it is Emperor Wenhua or Emperor Wenhua's son, this marquis can be wiped out at any time.
But after all, these are all things in the past life, and in this life, this set wind direction may not be able to change.
Since the Zhang family still has orthodox descendants alive. And he's still an aspiring man. Why can't the Buddha take care of him?
Zhang Jianchen was selected by Qi Xuanhui this time to come to Jiangnan to carry out the task, and he was also holding back his energy.
This is not a reckless warrior through and through. Because of my uncle's careful teaching. has also become a capable person of Yunwen and Yunwu.
He already felt. The Cui family is a good Yue family, with both heritage and a future. It's the best one his mother has ever chosen for his fiancΓ©e.
Today, by chance, I saw that Qi Xuanhui and Miss Cui Jiajiu were actually a pair of lovers, and because he was the closest, he heard the most information.
Zhang Jianchen deeply felt that the love of Lord Liang for Miss Cui Jiu was not an exaggeration.
If he is really lucky enough to marry Miss Seventh of the Cui Family, then in the future, he will be worthy of the name of the Lord and the Liang Wangye.
Such a good thing, who doesn't want it is a big fool!
Zhang Jianchen is not a rigid and dull person, so he immediately hugged his fists and said: "My subordinates also ask the prince to fulfill it!" Miss Cui Jiaqi is indeed a rare candidate for a good wife for her subordinates. β
"If the prince can help his subordinates marry a beautiful woman, his subordinates will do their best in the future, and they will not hesitate to go to the soup for you!"
Qi Xuanhui smiled and didn't answer, just bowed slightly
in the future
The days will be long in the future, will there be less opportunities for Zhang Jianchen to perform?
"Lord Wang, Mr. Hanning is invited." Listening to the sound of footsteps behind him, Gong Keshun, the captain of the third team of the guards, sounded in a loud voice, and said loudly to his master.
When Qi Xuanhui heard this, he couldn't help but look up at the sun first, at this time of year, Mr. Han Ning had probably just finished lunch and was about to take a lunch break, why did he invite him over today?
"What could it be?" He wondered in his heart, "Could it be that there is a letter from the capital?" β
Qi Xuanhui didn't dare to delay, and with a group of guards, he boarded the painting boat and crossed Dicui Lake, and came to the Taosheng Pavilion where Mr. Hanning lived.
The word "sound of the waves" contained in this Taosheng Pavilion is not the meaning of waves, but the sound of the rolling of the bamboo sea, which is a good name with a very meaningful meaning.
Mr. Hanning has loved bamboo all his life, and this hobby is known to everyone, so he chose to live in this hospital.
As soon as he stepped into the main house, Qi Xuanhui felt a cool air blowing on his face, compared with the sultry heat outside, it was so cool here that people wanted to scold their mother!
Qi Xuanhui has never been a master who is short of money, and he is a temper who is used to spending money lavishly, he is not stingy with himself, and he is also very generous to the people around him.
In such a wide main room of three sizes, there are seven large plain silver ice cauldrons, and in the hot summer, it is really for a god to do it.
Qi Xuanhui stepped into the small study in the east room under the signal of the servant who was waiting in the living room.
In this room, the yellow rosewood furniture with clear water is all polished by the subordinates, and it looks like it is shining.
On the three-screen Arhat couch against the south wall, Mr. Han Ning, wearing a half-worn plain cloth robe, sits.
He combed a sideburns and wore a white jade bamboo hairpin.
Holding a white goose feather fan in his hand, he is fanning the wind leisurely, which really has the meaning of fairy wind bones.
On the opposite side of the Luohan couch against the root of the north wall, there are six official hat chairs, which are covered with emerald green embroidered New Year's Han Sanyou cloud brocade chair covers.
At this moment, on the first and second chairs on the left, there are Gao Dengshan and a middle-aged scribe with a face.
As soon as they saw the good prince come in, the three of them all got up and saluted, Mr. Hanning and Gao Dengshan, both of whom were called sons, and the two of them had a tacit understanding to conceal Qi Xuanhui's true identity.
Mr. Han Ning smiled and invited Qi Xuanhui to sit in the main seat, and he accompanied the second seat.
After everyone sat down, he pointed to the scribe who was born and said, "This person is Zixu's classmate and friend back then, Zhang Shouzheng." β
"The two of them took the government examination for one year. Unfortunately, they all encountered the fraud case of that year, and they were implicated, which is really a pity. β
Zhang Shouzheng saw that Mr. Hanning introduced him, and quickly got up again to greet Qi Xuanhui.
Qi Xuanhui stretched out his hand and asked him to sit down, and couldn't help but take a careful look at the sudden visitor.
But when he saw this person, he was wearing a new blue muslin scribe's robe, with a simple bamboo crown on his head.
The face is older than Gordon, and the wrinkles at the corners of the eyes have been born. The beard is also a little grayish. Although the clothes are clean, but the look is very vicissitudes, it shows that these years should not be very satisfactory.
And Gordon is able to bring this person to the door today. There is always a purpose in thinking about it.
Mr. Hanning's identity can be described as extremely special. As the first-class confidant of the Holy One today. He could always deliver the fold directly to the front of the frame.
This privilege alone made Qi Xuanhui very jealous, not to mention that he still had a lot of confidence. Amazing talent of the world.
So Qi Xuanhui didn't have it at all, and told Gao Dengshan's past truthfully, he thought, instead of saying it himself, it would be better to have a good time.
"Wouldn't it be better to let Mr. find out for himself?!"
Therefore, Qi Xuanhui was not in a hurry to ask why Mr. Han Ning invited him to come.
He gracefully picked up the tea cup on the carved clover stilt kang table in front of him, habitually sniffed the tea first, and then took a sip and tasted it in his mouth.
After taking a sip of tea, Qi Xuanhui said indifferently: "Mr. also loves cuizhu too much, and now, even the tea leaves have been changed to tender bamboo leaves." β
"But this taste is not bad, although bitter but not astringent, the aftertaste has a bit of special bamboo fragrance."
Mr. Han Ning clapped his hands and smiled, "Childe is really a knowledgeable person, this bamboo leaf tea is Zixu, a fresh object that I made yesterday." β
"I liked it as soon as I tasted it, I really didn't expect that there are such tea-making masters in the land of Jiangnan, I really want to meet and see what kind of people are in the breeze."
Saying that, as he spoke, Mr. Han Ning couldn't help but sneer at Gao Dengshan: "Zixu, speaking of which, I'm going to say a few words about you." β
"I just want to meet this master of tea making, and I don't want to rob him to make tea and compete with you for profit."
"From yesterday to today, you have been pushing back and refusing to agree, but you are really angry."
Gordon listened well, and the gentle smile on his face became a little embarrassed.
Weighing the words in his heart, he saw how to say it, so as to give Mr. Han Ning a decent statement.
And the one next to him, Zhang Shouzheng, who had been sitting upright without saying a word, had a strange expression at this time.
Since he met Qi Xuanhui, Zhang Shouzheng's eyes have never left Qi Xuanhui's body.
In a strange way, he lingered his gaze on Qi Xuanhui's face, looking at them bit by bit.
Zhang Shouzheng's eyes were not idle, and his ears were erected, listening to the movements in the room.
After listening to Mr. Han Ning and Gao Dengshan's question and answer, Zhang Shouzheng was very keen to find that Gao Dengshan did not mean to answer the question positively.
He wanted to give this question a sleek round.
As soon as Zhang Shouzheng noticed this, and then thought about his friend who was waiting for help, a look of perseverance suddenly appeared on his face as calm as water.
He stood up suddenly, gritted his teeth, raised his hand and flicked the corner of his robe, and knelt down at Qi Xuanhui and Mr. Han Ning.
He first kowtowed, his eyes were red, and he arched his hand to the two people on the Luohan couch and said: "Gongzi Qi, Mr. Hanning, Zixu actually has something unspeakable, and he can't answer the question just now. β
"But I can only worry about this friend who is good at making tea, but I can't save him, empty and sad!"
"Hey, what's that to say? Why are you still kneeling? Mr. Han Ning saw that Qi Xuanhui looked at everything indifferently, and he didn't mean to speak, so he took the initiative to point at Zhang Shouzheng and said: "If you have something to say, let's sit and say, Zixu, quickly, you help Heng Yi up first." β
Gao Dengshan's expression at the moment was also very bad, his eyes were red, and he couldn't help complaining: "I knew that you were coaxing me, saying that you wanted to see my owner, help me palm my eyes, and I will be relieved in the future, it turns out that you have this heart!" β
"Could it be that Yan Eighteen is your friend, and I am not? How can you insist on dragging me and our landlord into the water in order to save him from the sea of suffering? β
Zhang Shouzheng was said by Gao Dengshan's words, his face was red, so he was not ashamed, he trembled his hands and bowed to Gao Dengshan.
Holding back his shame, he said, "It's because you both are my friends that I'm so entangled. β
"Originally, I really wanted to help you see if the person you rely on is reliable and whether it is worth entrusting your life."
"But, as soon as I see the deity, where can I bear it?"
"Zixu, he is absolutely capable, he can save Eighteen's life!"
These two people have been going back and forth, talking non-stop, just looking at the expressions of the two of them, it doesn't look like they're lying.
However, it cannot be ruled out that the two of them may join forces to make a show, after all, the two of them are old acquaintances.
Seeing this, Mr. Han Ning couldn't help but glance at Qi Xuanhui's eyebrows.
But seeing this, because of Zhang Shouzheng's inexplicable words, he frowned invisibly, but quickly hid this puzzle, and looked like he was quietly watching the changes.
"It seems that Lord Liang doesn't know about this, and Gao Zixu didn't collude with him."
"I just don't know, these two are going to lead us to such a wonderful show?" Thinking of this, Mr. Han Ning smiled.
He saw that the world was too big, and he had been dripping in the mud for decades, and now that the Lord had achieved positive results, what sudden moths would he be afraid of?
It's nothing more than soldiers coming to block it, and water is coming to cover it!
I heard him say loudly: "Okay, okay, you classmates and friends have a heartfelt matter, you might as well explore the right and wrong later." β
"What Heng Yi said just now was very obscure, but it made the old man curious about this Yan Eighteen."
"Could it be that this Yan Eighteen is the one who makes this bamboo leaf tea?"
"Listen to your tone, this friend of you two seems to be in trouble."
Speaking of this, Mr. Han Ning turned his face to look at Qi Xuanhui, and asked, "Anyway, it's nothing, if you don't leave in a hurry, son, let's listen to Heng Yi together, how about it?" β
Even if Qi Xuanhui has something to do, he can't leave, this matter is weird everywhere, if he doesn't figure it out, how can he feel at ease?
Then he shook his head and sighed: "Mr. Zhang is always the person who Zixu brought back, just for this, no matter what, he has to let people finish speaking." β
"Exactly, exactly, isn't that the truth? That's what the old man thought. Mr. Han Ning agreed with what Qi Xuanhui said, and echoed it.
However, there are some things that should be said in advance.
He looked at Zhang Shouzheng and said with a solemn expression: "As for Heng Yi, the matter of saving people you just mentioned, if it is really my son-in-law's efforts that can be solved, then I should help one or two." β
"But if my son-in-law is helpless, then Heng Yi shouldn't be annoyed." (To be continued......)