Chapter 268: Dark Tide (3)
Sanxian Pavilion has always been a place where wealthy families gather. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Today, literati doctors and noble bureaucrats are scattered in the three-story attic to gather for a feast to celebrate. Whether it is the literati class or the noble bureaucratic class, they are still unanimous in their provocation against barbarian women. After all, no one wants to be overshadowed by a foreign woman.
When Lin Lan obviously answered the second question incorrectly, the farce that ended, in everyone's minds, Lin Lan had already won Huyan Minglie, so the celebration began.
In the Sanxian Pavilion, there are some old literati and nobles who have experienced the turbulent era of 20 years ago. I experienced the critical moment at that time, once the Yumen Pass was lost, the Jingshi Dynasty was not safe, and they were also finished, although things did not develop to the worst place, but the hatred and fear of the barbarians had been buried in their hearts.
"Haha, hurry, hurry! Raising eyebrows today, it can be regarded as a joy to see! A gray-haired old Confucian man stroked his beard and laughed wildly, as if he had won a great battle. This is the evil spirit that has been accumulated for many years, and it has finally been released.
"Today, Huang Gong is considered to have no eyes, and he didn't see the old face of Kou Nan's angry and green face." The literati who spoke vaguely remembered that when the two countries were at war, the Dajing Dynasty was in a weak position, and after the war was suspended, there was a short negotiation.
The world is peaceful, which is naturally what they expect, but the grievances and hard work are also despised by these literati, and it is naturally impossible for them to bend down and flatter the barbarians, so in this competition, whether it is the literati or the nobles, or the bureaucrats of the Dajing Dynasty, they are all working hard to regain the face they once lost.
Lin Lan stood on the attic, blowing the evening breeze. During this period, several acquaintances came to say hello, and then many nobles came to toast and congratulate. When he had passed the third round, no one came to greet him. They didn't care who it was, and they were immersed in the collective celebration.
Lin Lan looked up at the starry sky of the Dajing Dynasty and understood that the so-called face of the literary world was just a manifestation of inferiority. Twenty years ago, he was defeated in the land cutting war, and now he is still in such a shadow, celebrating the glory of his tongue, such a whitewash of peace, Lin Lan has no intention of mixing.
What Lin Lan wanted to know more was what the palace meant. It can be said that this time Huyan Minglie's provocation, there was no intention of interfering in the palace, no matter whether it was won or lost, there was no news. This is undoubtedly wise, regardless of victory or defeat, the royal face is more like the will of the Dajing Dynasty.
Several small servants in gorgeous clothes came with a large sedan chair, and the sedan chair stopped in front of the Sanxian Pavilion, the sedan chair was lowered, and the sedan curtain was lifted.
"King Beijing has arrived!"
There was a sudden commotion outside the Sanxian Pavilion.
When the noble bureaucrats heard this, they also woke up for half a minute, and hurriedly came out to greet them. Lin Lan stood on the attic on the second floor, looked down, and just saw a young man dressed in white and jade crown under the lantern.
Among the four kings and eight princes of the dynasty, the youngest person in power is probably this one. When Lin Lan looked down, it happened that Shui Rong had just looked up.
"Lord Lin stands so high, don't you come down to welcome this king?"
A group of nobles standing under the eaves heard Shui Rong's words, walked out of the door and turned to look over, and saw Lin Lan drinking alone and standing on the platform, so they said, "Lord Lin, the prince has arrived, why don't you come down?" ”
Lin Lan raised his glass and smiled: "I've been inviting each other for a long time, and the prince just came, should he be punished?" ”
The faces of the surrounding nobles were slightly embarrassed, what is this called, if you don't come down to greet you, you will be punished for drinking, this really thinks how capable you are.
Shui Rong laughed and said, "Okay! What a fairy, this wine should be punished! With his hands behind his back, he walked towards the Sanxian Pavilion. The nobles on one side hugged the water and walked towards the house.
Shui Rong walked directly towards the attic on the second floor, and when he saw this group of followers still chasing after him, he said, "Everyone disperse." The mezzanine is not spacious enough, and the king will come back to drink later. ”
"Oh...... Then he retired. "These sloppy people also understand that this water dissolution is clearly coming to Lin Lan, and the words are so clear, no matter how they follow without knowing how to lift up, they will inevitably be disgusted, and they will disperse.
Lin Lan filled the empty cup for Shui Rong and said, "The prince is He Yaxing today, come to the banquet?" ”
"Xiao Wang learned that Lord Lin defeated the barbarian girl in Chongxi Building today, this talk of peace is imminent, so naturally he has some confidence to talk about it, isn't it?"
Lin Lan said with a smile: "It seems that the prince is also very concerned about the affairs of the court. "Among the four kings and eight dukes, the second duke of Ning Rong, who Lin Lan is most familiar with, has become the last noble. Among the four county kings, the strength of the Xining county king is undoubtedly the largest, and with such a large amount of real power, it is estimated that Zhao Han will give him three points, as for this Beijing king, Lin Lan is a little unfamiliar.
"Xiao Wang has also heard some deeds of the immortals on weekdays, and I heard the Rongfu Shiweng mention it at the beginning, you still have a marriage with the Rongfu?"
"Master Zheng and Master Pardon are both Lin's father-in-law."
"Haha, it's so capable, a few girls in Rongfu, all of them are water spirits, you Lord Lin occupies two, and you are really the dragon and phoenix among people."
Lin Lan toasted a glass of wine and said, "If the prince has anything to say, just say it." If it was just a few words of praise, then Lin Lan estimated that the deal with this water dissolution would end here, but looking at the conversation and demeanor of King Beijing, he didn't look like a mediocre talent, he must have come for something.
Then Xiao Wang said. Lord Lin's business is booming, and many of the soaps in the palace are bought from the Lin family's shop at a high price. ”
Lin Lan smiled faintly and said, "If the prince is too expensive, then there is really no soap in the world." ”
"Haha, that's not what Xiao Wang wants to say. Since there is such a good deal, Lord Lin doesn't want to see it ruined in a moment, the Jingshi is such a piece of land, the fish and dragons are mixed, and Lord Lin has sprung up, and it is inevitable that he will be targeted, so it is better to cooperate with this king for mutual benefit and win-win results. ”
Lin Lan smiled slightly, and returned to the issue of interests. "Don't hide it from the prince, before you, the Zhenguo Mansion, the General's Mansion, and the Wang family all coveted the business of the Lin Mansion, whether it was overt or secretly tricked, they all failed, the prince wanted to be mutually beneficial and win-win, so dare to ask, without the prince, can I continue to do this business prosperously?"
Lin Lan's question was already very concise and clear. This is not a matter of reciprocity and win-win, it is clear that he wants to get a piece of the white wolf with empty gloves, so why should he cooperate without paying a price and enjoying the success? (To be continued.) )