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Although he has not been in Beijing for a long time, Min Zhiyuan, who is good at stammering, still vaguely learned about the recent situation in the DPRK and China, and his worries were even more prevalent. Although the political envoy is at the same level as the governor, he is a little worse in terms of authority, and he can even be said to be a subordinate of the governor, and he has been thinking about that position for a long time. Originally, he was expecting to win the position of governor by relying on the Fourth Highness, but now it seems that he will be able to hold the political envoy in his hand and celebrate with his hands.

It's true that the officialdom is not very proud, but Min Zhiyuan has really scavenged a lot of money for more than ten years as an official, so although the expenses in the capital cannot be said to be a lot of money, he is not stingy, and often invites a group of people of the same year or fellow villagers to haunt the restaurant restaurant. Over time, in the eyes of those low-grade Beijing officials, this Lord Min has undoubtedly become the incarnation of the God of Wealth.

In today's Shui Yu Shengyan, Min Zhiyuan made an appointment to drink and have fun in the same year, occupied the window position of the private seat on the second floor in advance, and ordered someone to use a screen to separate a small box. The seats on the third floor tend to be favored by many powerful people, so he doesn't want to be too conspicuous. The shopkeeper Li Qiao was used to seeing this adult, so he asked the men to treat him hobbyly. He is also a person who knows the roots, although Min Zhiyuan has nothing to do with the Xiao family, and can even be said to be hostile, but after all, he is a member of the second grade, and this small restaurant run by Uncle Wei is not guilty of being slow to treat guests.

Min Zhiyuan once again showed his generosity, and the best wine and delicacies in the restaurant were constantly delivered, and the eyes of those who were the same year were staring out. The poorest people in the capital are these low-grade officials, who usually take on an unimportant errand, and are called by the chief all day long, but the benefits are the last. Even foreign officials have never had a share in the tribute to the ice and charcoal. Therefore, most of these people are hard-working, and they have to whitewash the façade. Families are often poorer than ordinary people. Nowadays, seeing such delicious wine and food, many people are already envious in their hearts. It's just that he still tries his best to put on a calm look.

"Everyone, it's rare for me to return to Beijing, and this time I will take the opportunity to gather with you, and it is also a geographical fate of our year in the same year, so I will do it first!" Min Zhiyuan raised his wine glass with a smile and drank it all. The others hurriedly echoed the flattery and hurriedly moved their chopsticks.

Between flattery, Min Zhiyuan quietly inquired about the situation in the DPRK and China, these low-grade Beijing officials took advantage of others, how could they hide it, and they had limited knowledge, and they were not afraid of the powerful coming to the door. Therefore, many people talk about the hidden truth half-drunk and half-awake, and the gossip and complaints are also mixed in from time to time. is more that he doesn't want to get involved in the conspiracy of dignitaries, but just buries his head in cups and plates, eating and drinking with his mouth full of oil. Where is there still a half-official body?

Min Zhiyuan endured the disgust in his heart and circled among the people, if he didn't want to ask something useful from them, how could he have the time to take care of these goods. It's just a loss of face for the court. A flash of disdain and disdain flashed in his eyes. However, with that unchanged smile on the ground, he diligently persuaded the wine to welcome him, and described these unwilling officials as accumulation.

The elites who are excluded by others, and the well-designed greeting words are thrown over, and these little officials, who rarely deal with the best officials, quickly let down their guard, and under the influence of wine, they reveal the gossip of various yamen little by little.

When he was drunk, Min Zhiyuan confessed his guilt and left the table alone. He didn't go far, he directly found a secluded table next to him, and ordered a pot of strong tea to relieve his hangover. Mixing with these people all day long, he almost felt that he was about to become a depressed person. If you can't pass the test safely this time, or if you get another good messenger, then you will have to wait for a vacancy in the capital again, and it will only be a matter of time before you fall into the form of those people just now. The world is impermanent, feng shui takes turns, this is really true, Min Zhiyuan scolded in a hateful whisper, and remembered the promise of the wind without waiting, but the mood was still up and down.

"Hey, isn't this Brother Dafang?" I remembered a familiar and unfamiliar voice in my ear, "Where do you not meet in life?" The slight hint of ridicule in his words made him immediately look up, and he was greeted by a confident face.

"Xuchang!" Min Zhiyuan exclaimed in surprise, and then remembered the meeting a few years ago, "Are you still in the capital?" Shi Jingqi's depressed appearance made him feel relieved, although he was finally forced to leave under the pressure of the Seventh Prince, but in his thoughts, this reckless and conceited reckless student should have returned to his hometown a long time ago. This kind of person will only offend the powerful in Beijing, and there will be no good end. Every time he remembered Shi Jingqi's sneer at him, he hated it so much.

"Why, Brother Dafang seems strange to see my well-dressed appearance now?" Shi Jingqi didn't ask for his master's consent, he sat down directly, and casually beckoned the Immortal Behind him to sit down together.

Min Zhiyuan began to look at the man in front of him, compared with five years ago, Shi Jingqi was not only not old, but more energetic, with a radiant look between his eyebrows, looking at the jealous Min Zhiyuan's eyes, it was like a villain. "It turns out that Brother Xuchang is now developed, no wonder he is a lot harder to speak, but now I don't know where he is tall?" Min Zhiyuan's tone was a little sour, but it still had a bit of a condescending spirit. He also knew the situation in Jingli very well, Shi Jingqi had found a good errand at most, and there was no possibility of becoming an official.

Shi Jingqi would not have understood Min Zhiyuan's bad temperament, otherwise he would not have laughed at him for not learning and not knowing how to do it, but when it comes to this guy's kung fu, he is really first-class, otherwise he would not easily climb from the Taoist platform to the level of political envoy. "Where is the high position, Brother Dafang will inevitably exalt me too highly." Shi Jingqi smiled freely, "Didn't you see this great god beside me?" ”

Shi Jingqi's mocking words aroused Min Zhiyuan's curiosity, and he noticed the man sitting next to Shi Jingqi. It's okay not to look at it, just by glancing at it, he felt a chill in his heart, that kind of cold and cruel aura that he had never seen before. Panicked, he even thought that he was a killer sent by the enemy, and under the lock, he couldn't even call for help, so he could only look left and right, hoping to find a savior. However, there were many seats vacant around, but those who were eating, drinking, chatting and laughing seemed to be accustomed to this scene, and did not pay any attention to the constant release of the chill.

Shi Jingqi saw that the killing intent had worked, and he didn't want to continue to make a big deal about it, so he smiled and gave the ice cubes beside him a look. Shen Jue snorted slightly, got up from his seat, found a place in the corner of the second floor at random, and asked the guy to bring the wine, of course, what attracted him was the signature wine Bijiang Han of Shui Yu Shengyan.

"Xuchang, you, what did you mean just now?" Min Zhiyuan saw that he was leaving, and his heart was relaxed, and he spoke much more fluently, "Who is that man?" I'm an official of the imperial court, do you still want to take revenge? ”

"Brother Dafang's strength is too narrow, I don't mean to blame at all, you are a dignified political envoy of Shandong, how dare I offend?" Shi Jingqi looked at Min Zhiyuan's ever-changing expression with amusement, and then continued, "That is our personal servant, and he is a first-class guard given by the emperor, so it is inevitable that he will have a little hostility towards you. I also hope that Brother Dafang has a lot, don't care. ”

First Class Guard! Min Zhiyuan's expression immediately turned to astonishment, the only people in the capital who are qualified to let first-class guards as subordinates are the royal family, and more precisely, under normal circumstances, even the prince would not have such an honor. Thinking of the situation back then, he quickly came to a surprising conclusion that Shi Jingqi had been staying in the Seven Princes' Mansion for the past few years.

"I didn't expect Xu Chang to climb to the Seventh Prince now, it's really gratifying!" Min Zhiyuan said in an extremely sarcastic tone, "It's incredible that you, who have always been pretentious, would give up the temptation of fame and future and be willing to be a guest in the palace!" He shook his head pretendedly, as if he was very sorry, but his heart was already mad with jealousy. It must be known that now His Royal Highness is already the backbone of the Xiao family's party, although it may be hopeless to inherit the throne, but both power and status are more dazzling than his master, so how can he not be jealous of Shi Jingqi's good luck?

"Where can I compare to Brother Dafang's promotion?" Shi Jingqi teased, "Your Highness is benevolent, this is why you took me in, and now it's just a mouthful of food, and it's just about related documents." Since we met today, I don't know if Brother Dafang is interested in visiting the Qinjun Palace, His Royal Highness should be very happy. "Although this is a chance encounter, Shi Jingqi will not let go of such a good opportunity, and he should also let Min Zhiyuan, an old enemy, taste a little bitterness.

Hearing this invitation suddenly, Min Zhiyuan's expression suddenly changed, and he was both happy and worried in his heart. I have long heard that Xiao Yunchao is obedient to this nephew, if he can gain his trust, then his position can naturally be easily kept, and maybe he can go further. However, he remembered Feng Wuhou's lazy expression again, and his high mood fell again, should he agree or refuse?

Shi Jingqi looked at his rival's complicated expression with satisfaction, and added another fire: "Of course, if Brother Da Fang wants to refuse, I will never embarrass you." He had that hateful smile on his face again, as if he were very proud.

Min Zhiyuan instinctively felt the other party's schadenfreude, and immediately agreed: "His Royal Highness the Seventh has an invitation, how dare I refuse?" I also hope that Xu Chang will introduce me to it. Although he was very polite in his words, he still glared at Shi Jingqi fiercely, and then laughed. It's not so easy to get him into the trap, no matter what, just visiting the Qinjun Palace, it shouldn't cause the displeasure of the Fourth Highness. Min Zhiyuan secretly characterized this visit as a courtesy visit, but the desire in his heart is still high, maybe there will be an unexpected gain.

Shi Jingqi deliberately showed an imperceptible expression of regret, and then got up and said, "Since Brother Dafang is interested, please come with me?" ”

The two of them came out of the water jade smoke one after the other, and at the same time tacitly forgot the darkness in the corner. Lingyun Zhiwei Traceless Chapter 5 Party Struggle Chapter 28 Bewitchment