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"Young Master!! Master!! What's wrong with you? ”

In the shouting, a young man of the same age as Zhao Junchen slammed open the door and stumbled to Zhao Junchen's bed. (The fastest update speed is on the Aishang Novel Network biquge.info)

When he saw Zhao Junchen's current appearance—his face was pale, his expression was sluggish, and his head was still wrapped in gauze—the anxiety and worry in the young man's expression became more and more intense, and he said in a loud voice: "Young Master, what's wrong with you?" I've only been away for a few hours, how did you end up like this? Don't scare me......"

Before, in front of Zhao Junchen, although the officials of Lu'an Mansion were full of concern and greetings, they were more contrived, just wanting to please Zhao Junchen, worried that they would be angry, and they were a little less real.

And the young man in front of him, the concern and anxiety between his expressions were all sincere, and there was no fraud in the slightest, although Zhao Junchen at this time was already Li Daitao, but seeing someone care about him so much, he still couldn't help but feel warm in his heart.

Through those memory fragments, Zhao Junchen already understood the identity of this young man.

His name is Xu Qingyan, the youngest son of Master Xu, and he is the same age as Zhao Junchen.

Although his father is a teacher, but this Xu Qingyan does not like to read, idle all day long, and later after Zhao Junchen entered the court as an official, Xu Laofu entrusted Xu Qingyan to Zhao Junchen, first, to ensure that Xu Qingyan will have no worries about food and clothing in the future, and secondly, to let Zhao Junchen have a close and trusted person around him. And Zhao Junchen felt the kindness of Old Master Xu, and treated Xu Qingyan like a brother.

Seeing this, Xu Qingyan was about to cry, Zhao Junchen was relieved: "It's not a big deal, it's just an accident, it's much better now." ”

"I originally went to the Guangfa Grain Store to contact you according to your instructions, young master...... As soon as I heard that something had happened to you, young master, I rushed back immediately......" After hearing Zhao Junchen's answer, Xu Qingyan let out a sigh of relief and explained to Zhao Junchen.

Just as the master and servant were talking, the Lu'an Mansion officials waiting outside the door saw Xu Qingyan breaking into Zhao Junchen's bedroom, and they all looked into the room secretly, as if they wanted to take the opportunity to find out some news.

Zhao Junchen saw their movements, and Xu Qingyan also noticed them.

I saw Xu Qingyan turn around violently, pointed to the officials outside the room and scolded: "You waste, how do you do things? I've only been away for half a day, and you dare to let my young master be injured like this by a group of Diao people, how noble is my young master's identity? If something happens, can you fools afford it? Once the emperor knows, you will all have to walk around without food......"

Under Xu Qingyan's angry scolding and reprimand, all the officials in Lu'an Mansion were submissive and did not dare to return the favor.

As the saying goes, "the prime minister's seven-grade official", Zhao Junchen is now just a third-grade official, but his personal entourage has already scolded Liu Chang'an, a five-grade prefect, and he dare not speak.

"Keihiko...... Forget it, it's no wonder that your Excellency ......"

Now that he has thought about it, he wants to improve his reputation in the future, make good connections, and make friends on the Internet, in order to protect himself, Zhao Junchen naturally wants to start from now.

However, looking at Xu Qingyan's unscrupulous, arrogant, and accustomed appearance, Zhao Junchen couldn't help but sigh in his heart, it seems that Xu Qingyan has been following the former Zhao Junchen for a long time, and he really hasn't learned anything good.

After stopping Xu Qingyan, Zhao Junchen said to the officials outside the room: "The subordinates are rude, and they are anxious for me, so they are rude for a while, and I ask all the adults to bear with me." ”

The 100 officials of Lu'an, led by Liu Changan, did not even dare to say it.

Zhao Junchen said again: "The official is tired, you adults don't have to wait here anymore, please go back, the official has something to do, and he will call Qingyan to greet you." ”

Seeing that Zhao Junchen's entourage returned, and Zhao Junchen sent off the guests again, Liu Changan and the others glanced at each other, and finally stopped pestering, bowed to Zhao Junchen, and left one after another.

And that Xu Qingyan, seeing that everyone was leaving, went to close the door.

It's just that after Xu Qingyan walked to the door of the room, he seemed to whisper a few words to someone, Zhao Junchen looked up, but it was Liu Changan who handed Xu Qingyan something before leaving.

Then, Xu Qingyan closed the door and turned his head, the anger and anxiety in his previous expression turned into excitement and excitement.

I saw Xu Qingyan take out a thick roll of silver tickets from his sleeve, walked quickly to Zhao Junchen's bed, and said loudly: "Young master, young master, we sent it!" Just now, the old man of Liu Changan handed me a roll of silver tickets before leaving, I looked at it, good guy, a total of twenty, each five thousand taels, a full hundred thousand taels of silver, said that this is the officials of Lu'an Mansion to give the young master your crushing silver, it seems that the young master you were injured this time scared them, afraid that the young master you will anger them, so I vomited blood fiercely, a full 100,000 taels!! We sent it, young master, your injury this time is worth it!! ”

Under the impact of 100,000 taels of silver, Xu Qingyan was speechless.

It seems that what kind of master it is, what kind of long-term followers will be brought out.

After Xu Qingyan danced for a long time, he found that Zhao Junchen didn't have any excitement, just half leaning on the head of the bed, looking at him quietly.

Seeing Zhao Junchen's expression, Xu Qingyan couldn't help but be shocked, and the look of uneasiness returned to his face.

He and Zhao Junchen are also masters and servants, and they have a good relationship, because they are grateful to the old master Xu for his nurturing grace, although Xu Qingyan is named Changsui, but Zhao Junchen has never treated him as a subordinate, so he dares to say presumptuous words such as "Your injury this time is worth it".

The reason why Xu Qingyan was surprised was because he knew Zhao Junchen too well, according to the past, he saw someone who was filial piety to 100,000 taels of silver in one breath, with Zhao Junchen's greedy nature, even if he was seriously injured, he would immediately jump up from the bed, snatch the silver ticket from Xu Qingyan's hand, first count it carefully a few times, and then dance with Xu Qingyan, and said repeatedly: "100,000 taels, Qingyan, my injury this time is really worth ......"

No, it doesn't need 100,000 taels, as long as there are 5,000 taels of silver, it is enough for Zhao Junchen to do this.

However, at this moment, in the face of a huge fortune of 100,000 taels of silver, Zhao Junchen did not react in the slightest, which was absolutely abnormal.

Could it be that after Zhao Junchen's head was injured, although he looked normal, he was already a little delirious?

Thinking of this, Xu Qingyan couldn't care about the silver ticket in his hand anymore, just walked quickly to Zhao Junchen's side, and asked repeatedly, "Young Master, what's wrong with you?" Is there anything else uncomfortable? Do you want me to summon a doctor for you? ”

How did Xu Qingyan know that this Zhao Junchen was no longer Zhao Junchen, before the crossing, Zhao Junchen had always been calm, he didn't pay much attention to money, and his expenses were small, and the 2.3 million taels of silver he was greedy for ink before were enough for his life's expenses, and the extra 100,000 taels were just icing on the cake, and he didn't need to be very happy.

What's more, this 100,000 taels of silver will never be a clean money. At least, the officials of Lu'an Mansion, all of them combined, can't save so much without eating or drinking in a lifetime.

Seeing Xu Qingyan's worried expression, Zhao Junchen sighed and said, "I'm fine, I'm just thinking about other things." ”

Although this Xu Qingyan is like his original master, greedy for money and snobbery, at least his concern for Zhao Junchen is sincere, but Zhao Junchen can't bear to blame.

Seeing the puzzled look on Xu Qingyan's face, Zhao Junchen began to change the topic.

"By the way, Qingyan, you just said Guangfa Grain, what did you do when you went to Guangfa Grain?"

Hearing Zhao Junchen's inquiry, Xu Qingyan's doubts became even heavier, and he said, "Young Master, didn't you order it?" I want to contact the bosses of several major grain stores and ask them to work together to buy the relief grain distributed by the imperial court, and then you can take the silver back to the capital after a little more up-and-down......"

Hearing Xu Qingyan's explanation, Zhao Junchen couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart.

The disaster relief food is related to the lives of hundreds of thousands of people and the lives of countless victims.

If this continues, Zhao Junchen's unfortunate end may be getting closer and closer.

Seeing that Xu Qingyan's face was even more puzzled, Zhao Junchen knew that he had exposed his feet, so he had to explain: "You also know that I was hit the head, and I was a little confused for a while......"

Seeing the gauze wrapped around Zhao Junchen's head, although Xu Qingyan accepted this explanation, he became even more worried and asked, "Then do you want me to call a doctor?" ”

"No need, the doctor said, this is only temporary, and you can recover after a period of cultivation."

After a pause, Zhao Junchen asked again: "You haven't sold that batch of disaster relief grain, have you?" ”

"Not so fast, after all, we only came to Lu'an Mansion yesterday, and we only contacted those grain stores today."

"That's good...... That's good......"

Zhao Junchen muttered.

Before you know it, it's getting late.

And the rest of the day was spent in Zhao Junchen's constant inquiry from Xu Qingyan for news, and Xu Qingyan was worried about Zhao Junchen.

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