The sunset was slanting westward, and the brilliant sunset dyed the entire capital red, and an errand boy sent a note to the gatehouse of the Linhuai Marquis Mansion, and then left happily with a heavy reward. It didn't take long for Li Shu to receive this note.

"Why didn't my uncle come to dinner?" The little girl with the bun puffed out her cheeks and looked at the table full of food with regret.

"Love doesn't come!"

Li Shu pursed her red lips and crumpled the note in her hand into a ball, threw it out of the distance, and then got up and walked out. An orange pleated long skirt is more and more elegant and noble against the backdrop of the sunset, the soft long hair is obliquely inserted with a peach hairpin, and the beautiful face is made of delicate makeup, and the fairy is full of fan.

Stinky toad, bad toad Li Shu pouted and was disgusted as she walked, walked to the note that was far away, paused slightly, and then the embroidered shoes flew up and stepped on the note twice, as if stepping on the stinky toad with disgust in her mouth, but after stepping on it, she bent down and stretched out her slender jade hand to pick up the note in her hand.

"Miss, what's the matter" The little girl opened her mouth in surprise at the door.

"I'm going to burn it!" Li Shu turned around and showed her little tiger teeth at the little girl with the bun, as if she was stepping on her feet and couldn't get angry, and she had to burn the paper to ashes before she could get angry.

The little girl with a bun shrank back in fright, lest the fire at the city gate would affect the fish in the pond and affect herself.

When the little girl with buns was worried about how to deal with a table of delicacies from the mountains and seas, Zhu Ping'an's dinner party had already begun. Although it is not a delicacy of the mountains and seas, there are all kinds of chicken, duck and fish, and the dishes are also very rich. Several jars of daughter red are rippling with fragrance in the staggered room, and the atmosphere is unique for a while.

"Master Zhu, the lower official will give you a drink."

After a few drinks together. Everyone also toasted each other, and at this time, Zhang Juzheng also picked up a glass of wine and saluted Zhu Ping'an, who was eating happily next to him.

Zhu Ping'an was still biting an oily meat skewer in his mouth, watching Zhang Juzheng call him a lower official, and raised his wine glass to himself, but he didn't react for a while.

The impression of Zhang Juzheng in Zhu Ping'an's mind is all the image of the first assistant of the cabinet in history, one person under ten thousand people, the power in the vertical and horizontal, and the manipulation of the entire Ming Dynasty in applause. This image made Zhu Ping'an not react for a while.

"Lord Zhu?" Zhang Juzheng held the wine glass for a second, and when he saw that Zhu Ping'an didn't react, he couldn't help but laugh and shouted again. Personable, elegant and stylish.

Under Zhang Juzheng's call from Master Zhu, Zhu Ping'an reacted, this is Zhang Juzheng toasting himself. A real scene. The cowman who will be at the helm of the Ming Dynasty in the future is toasting himself with wine.

"Ahem, what did you just say?" Zhu Ping'an was suddenly a little excited, swallowed the meat skewer in his mouth into his throat, and quickly wiped his hands with a handkerchief.

"Lord Zhu?" Zhang Juzheng was a little strange, but he repeated it again.

"It's not this sentence, it's the last sentence?" Zhu Ping'an looked at Zhang Juzheng, his eyes full of encouragement.

"Master Zhu, the lower official will give you a drink." Zhang Juzhengjue's self couldn't keep up with Zhu Ping'an's train of thought. But I repeated.

When Zhu Ping'an heard this, he felt as if he had drunk a perfect tonic soup. His face looked like he was congested, and Zhang Ju was calling himself a subordinate official! I don't know how, it's as cool as eating the Ten Perfect Tonic Pills! This is the future Zaifu Zhang Juzheng, a famous cattle man in history, who is actually called an official to himself at this moment!

Whether it was Jiajing, Yan Song, or Yan Shifan, these historical cattle people all needed to look up to themselves, and this was about the first time that the historical cattle people used this tone to talk to themselves.

Really, this feels like a time when I was still thinking about eating Laotan sauerkraut-flavored instant noodles or Master Kong's beef instant noodles, but the national husband Wang Sicong suddenly appeared and bowed to himself: Hello boss, I'm Xiao Wang.

After being excited, Zhu Ping'an laughed at himself again, he was really useless! Zhang Juzheng said to himself that he could be excited like this when he was a lower official, and he was so blind that he didn't have a chance to do anything, hehe.

Zhang Juzheng is dormant at this time, and he will soar into the sky in the future.

At this moment, Zhang Juzheng is under himself, and in the future, he Zhang Juzheng can be the first assistant of the Ming Dynasty, and he Zhang Juzheng can be at the helm of the Ming Dynasty in the future!

Why can't I?

What young people fear most is satisfaction, and what they are least afraid of is greed!

If Zhang Juzheng is still 100,000 miles away from Shoufu and 100,000 miles away from taking the helm of Daming at this time, then he is now at most 99,999 miles, a little closer than him.

Hehe, since he is ahead of him now, why not think about it.

The collision of ideas in his mind seemed complicated, but in fact, it had already been run in such a fraction of a second, and Zhu Ping'an's ambition had also taken root at this moment.

"Senior brother is really tormenting the junior brother when he says this, and I should respect the senior brother." Zhu Ping'an shook his head and smiled, then raised his glass to Zhang Juzheng to toast.

There is a reason for Zhu Ping'an to call Senior Brother Zhang Juzheng, Zhang Juzheng is a senior scholar earlier than Zhu Ping'an, and the teacher is also Xu Jie, under the same division, it is reasonable for Zhu Ping'an to call Senior Brother Zhang Juzheng.

Listening to Zhu Ping'an's words, Zhang Juzheng was slightly surprised, just now Zhu Ping'an asked him to repeat this sentence, Zhang Juzheng also said that Zhu Ping'an is a superficial and vain person, enjoying the taste of an old man who has lived in officialdom for several years and calls him such an officialdom a fledgling, but he didn't show it in the city, and he was slightly surprised when he heard Zhu Ping'an say this.

However, he was only slightly surprised, in Zhang Juzheng's heart, the superficial image that Zhu Ping'an left to Zhang Juzheng when he visited the master in Xu Jie's last time did not change much.

"Hehe, look at the two of you, what do you push, just drink it together." The person next to him couldn't look at it and said with a smile.

Then, Zhu Ping'an and Zhang Juzheng glanced at each other, smiled, and the two raised their glasses together.

The atmosphere at the wine table was very good, everyone talked happily, and Zhu Ping'an, in addition to eating, watched and listened carefully when everyone spoke. When others spoke, he watched and listened, and everyone thought that Zhu Ping'an was respectful, but they didn't know that Zhu Ping'an was looking at their mouth shapes with his spare eyes and practicing lip language.

Just listening and watching, Zhu Ping'an connected the lip theory he saw from the "Yongle Canon" in the afternoon with practice, and slowly Zhu Ping'an felt that his lip language ability was slowly improving, and he could really read the voice slowly from the changes in their mouth shape.

"Alas, do you feel that the smell of fat powder on your uncle's body is too strong?"

"Yes, he smelled it as soon as he walked in"

The two people on the opposite side raised their glasses and whispered, Zhu Ping'an watched their mouth changes in the afterglow, listened to their conversation nine times out of ten, and silently hooked the corners of his lips and smiled, his lips seemed to be quite good. (To be continued.) )