It is a bit unbelievable that a red-topped first-rank officer, with a famous thorn, came to invite a sixth-rank military attache to his mansion, no wonder the Bai clan was frightened by this big jump. Guan Zhuofan himself was also a little nervous, although he guessed that it must be related to the matter in the hall of the Ministry of Rites, but the misfortune is a blessing, but it is impossible to say.

Outside the door is a messenger of Baojun, surnamed Yang. Of course, the famous thorn didn't dare to accept it, so he returned it as it was, and carefully asked the address of Baojun Mansion, and said that he would arrive later. The messenger specially stated that Master Bao had confessed, and asked Guan Zhuofan not to wear official clothes to meet him.

This is even more polite. Guan Zhuofan sent the messenger away, asked Tuber to hire a car, returned to the main hall by himself, ate the rest of the meal, and calmed his mood.

"Zhuo Fan, nothing will happen, right?" Bai Shi was stunned, and he didn't come back to his senses, "It's dark." ”

Guan Zhuofan shook his head. Although I don't have a clue, it doesn't seem to be enough to say that there are any big risks.

After dinner, Tubo's car was also hired, so he took the car and went all the way west to the Baojun Mansion in Fengxiang Hutong in Xicheng, where he informed the door of his name and presented his notebook. Soon, the messenger just now came out of it, said, "Lord Bao is invited", and took Guan Zhuofan all the way to Bao Jun's study.

When I saw Baojun, I naturally wanted to give a big gift. Bao Jun waited for him to finish his salute, called his words and said, "Yixuan, get up, sit down and drink tea." ”

When Baojun was young, he was also a kind of character who was suave and handsome, and he had the greatest ability to talk about people and gossip, so he could deal with the three religions and nine streams. At this time, the tone naturally revealed a sense of intimacy, without a bit of officialdom, and without the slightest intention of the huge gap in identity.

"Yes, Lord Xiexie." Guan Zhuofan sat on the chair opposite Baojun's side. He hadn't dealt with such a court official yet, so he didn't know the bottom of his heart, so he made up his mind to talk less and listen more.

Bao Jun first chatted with him for a few words, asked about the situation at home and the situation of being on an errand in the camp, and then turned to the topic.

"Yixuan, a few days ago, when you came out in the lobby of the Ministry of Rites, you were shocked," Bao Jun said slowly, "Sure enough, you are a hero out of a young man." ”

"Lord Xie praised, but he didn't dare to be humble." Guan Zhuofan left his seat again and said goodbye.

"Hey, sit and sit." Bao Jun thought to himself, this young man was not rude, and he did not panic in front of Shangguan's prestige, Wen Xiang said that he was brave and knowledgeable, and it seemed good.

"The article you wrote is also highly appreciated by Prince Gong! But your official rank has only been slightly upgraded by such a level, and you are honest with me, are you a little complaining? ”

Of course, there are complaints, but the truth is never to be said. Guan Zhuofan owed a debt in the chair, and replied respectfully: "I was only twenty-one years old when I became the general manager of the six-grade camp, which is already an unexpected blessing, it all depends on the promotion of adults, where do you dare to have the slightest complaint." ”

The words were very realistic, Bao Jun listened to it, was very satisfied, and patted his hand lightly on the table: "Okay! Not being complacent is the true character of a hero. ”

"Your Excellency praised it."

"Even if it is Jingshan Puyu, you need to ponder, there will always be a time when you will be of great use in the future! Yixuan, this time you have to experience more painstaking training, you have to understand. ”

"Yes, I remember."

"Just remember. The prince is the most clear person with rewards and punishments, and he will never let the meritorious person fall short," Bao Jun nodded, removed the glass paperweight on the table, and picked up a piece of paper from underneath, "This is for you." ”

Guan Zhuofan bowed forward, took the piece of paper with both hands, swept his eyes, and saw that it was a big ticket. I was stunned for a moment, and I was afraid that I was wrong, so I blinked my eyes and looked carefully.

Ten thousand taels!

"This ......" his mind was confused, and he couldn't speak. A thousand total of money and additional expenses are only forty-nine taels of silver. Even if he is a first-class duke second only to the prince, his annual salary is only seven hundred taels. Now a reward is 10,000 taels, and the hands of this treasure are too amazing.

What Bao Jun wanted was his reaction, and he smiled with satisfaction: "This is a reward from Prince Gong, you take it first, I still have something to say." ”

"Thank you, Prince Gong! Thank you! Guan Zhuofan saluted and thanked him, put away the silver ticket, and sat and waited for Baojun's orders.

"After a while, Rehe's infantry army will lead the Yamen, and he will add troops and people, and Lord Wen plans to transfer you over." Bao Jun looked at him and said meaningfully, "Prince Zheng, who is in charge of the defense of the Rehe River, is also a person who is eager to seek talents. ”

Guan Zhuofan was stunned at first, why don't you want me to be in Beijing, but want to push me to Rehe? Then it dawned on me: this is the rhythm of Infernal Affairs! The heart is bright, half of this 10,000 taels of silver ticket is to reward him for his merits in the hall of the Ministry of Rites, and the other half is to buy him a loyal one.

At such times, there can be no hesitation. Guan Zhuofan bowed and said categorically: "It's all up to Lord Bao's orders." ”

"Okay, okay." Bao Jun said comfortingly, "I heard that you and Sheng Kezhai are relatives?" ”

"It's a distant relative," Guan Zhuofan cautiously stated, "I call him Fourth Uncle." ”

"Well, he's there, you might as well move around more."

Guan Zhuofan understands that this is a manifestation of King Gong's envelopment of Shengbao. Looking at such a situation, in the future, there will be a good show in Rehe sooner or later.

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With a silver ticket of 10,000 taels on his body, Guan Zhuofan only felt that his steps were about to float. Walking out of Fengxiang Hutong, I thought about it, decided not to rush home, hired a car, and went to the station of the Nanying horse team first.

The infantry army in the capital commanded the horse team of the Yamen, a total of 12 branches, belonging to the four battalions in the southeast, northwest and northwest, with the twelve local branches as the number. The three branches in the south of the city are Zi, Chou, Yin, and Guan Zhuofan originally led the Yinzi team, and now they are in charge of the three, and they also have the pipe belt of the Yinzi team. When he entered the camp, he didn't disturb others first, but only called out the three sentry commanders of the Yin team.

The news that he was promoted to the general manager of Qianqian and was in charge of the Nanying horse team had already spread. The three sentinels were shouted out by him, thinking that Guan Qian had come to collect protection money overnight, and they were all busy taking out the silver, but they were stopped by Guan Zhuofan: "Don't come here!" Today I invite you to drink. ”

The sentinels rejoiced: there is no need to pay protection money, and there is still wine! Hurriedly took the horse, surrounded Guan Zhuofan for a gallop, and came to a restaurant called "Kuiyuan Pavilion". As soon as he entered the door, Guan Zhuofan knew that this must be a place where the horse team was familiar with, and the boss and the chef came up to greet them and let them go to a private seat on the second floor, where they were served very attentively.

A sentry commander named Daniel Zhang pointed at Guan Zhuofan and smiled at the boss: "This is our Master Guan, and the ground in the south of the city will be taken care of by him in the future." This meal, did you Boss Zhang invite? ”

"Should, should!" The chubby Boss Zhang looked blessed and narrowed his eyes with a smile, "I can't please it." ”

This was not Guan Zhuofan's original intention, he shook his hand and said, "This can't be done." Today is a good day for me, invite a few brothers to drink, how can you let Boss Zhang break the bank. Seeing that Boss Zhang was still about to speak, he waved his hand: "Sensei said, the mind is received, let's serve the wine and food, pick haode!" ”

"Done, done." Boss Zhang saw that he was young, and muttered in his heart: I don't know which big man's son this is, it doesn't seem to be so easy to talk to...... Don't you miss out on where to serve? After thinking about it, he quietly called the head of the running hall and explained a few words, and then went down to arrange wine and food for them.

After a while, the dishes were delivered like water, and twelve plates were placed on the table. The wine is the bamboo leaf green of the small altar, and as soon as the mud seal is opened, the mellow fragrance is overflowing, and the four people drink it in a staggered manner.

Those who serve as soldiers drink well and eat a lot. Obviously, they all came after dinner, and when they ate and drank, it was as if there was no such thing at all. When he drank six or seven points of alcohol, the sentry commander named Daniel Zhang spoke again: "Guan Qianzong, your people are good, and you have no frame, and you are still so righteous, I Daniel Zhang will toast you again!" ”

"Who's to say it isn't!" Another sentry named Eshibao smiled flatteringly, and also said, "Follow Brother Guan, yes." ”

Zuihou, a sentry chief surnamed Ding, saw that everyone was raising their glasses, so he hurriedly raised his glasses, smiled honestly, and muttered a few sentences indiscriminately.

Guan Zhuofan smiled secretly in his heart: I have become "Brother Guan"...... Which of you isn't ten or eight years older than me? Could it be that the older the official, the older he is? Thinking about it again, above the officialdom, isn't it who is the official and who is the brother? If it's a little bigger, it's the master.