As mentioned last time, at dinner time, Liang Wenzhen wanted to inform everyone of the good news of the emperor's pardon of Pan Jinlian, but he was worried about the reaction of Miss Xu, Mrs. Xu and others, so he hesitated for a long time, and finally couldn't hold it back, so he still said it. But only Fang Qin cheered for this, and most people were concerned about whether Liang Wenzhen was called by the emperor to help or not. Miss Xu's mind is to hope that her Lang Jun will be the prime minister, compared to her cousin Lin Feng, who had a marriage contract, to silently prove that her choice is right. On the second day, Liang Wenzhen, Xu Miaoyin, Bai Yujiao and others went to see Pan Jinlian on the way to see it, Tokyo was bustling, and they saw a face wash. Xu Miaoyin was very kind because she saw the Shandong bun shop and asked to stop and go in. Xu Fan entered the shop and was surprised to see that the master who made the steamed buns was his uncle who he hadn't seen for many years, and he was excited.

"Uncle, I've been in Tokyo for a few months, and I only saw you today!" Xu Fan burst into tears and choked up. "Brother Fan, why did you come to Tokyo, where is your father?" Xu Qian asked eagerly. "They're all still in Qinghe, I came to Tokyo with Brother Liang." Xu Fan pointed at Liang Wenzhen with his finger. "They all stayed with me all the way. By the way, the granddaughter of the grandfather, this sister is, and the grandfather's family also came to Tokyo not long after me. Xu Fan continued.

"Miss is well! The Taigong family has come to Tokyo? Okay, great, then I'm relieved. Brother Fan hasn't seen him for a few years, he is much taller, and he is about to become an adult. Xu Qian touched Xu Fan's head. Miss, the greeting is not good. These friends of Brother Fan, come on, sit here. Xu Qian let go of Xu Fan and greeted the guests.

Liang Wenzhen and his entourage of six people, plus Xu Qian, sat at a table together, and Xiao Er made tea. "Bring three or four beef buns." Xu Qian instructed Xiao Erdao. "Uncle Qian, you don't need to be polite, I've already had breakfast." Liang Wenzhen said politely. "How can this work, a few young ladies can try it." Xu Qiandao. Shandong people are hospitable, which sometimes makes people unbearable. "Exactly, try the slave Shandong-style buns, what's so tight. Thank you, Uncle Qian. Miss Xu spoke, her voice as crisp as a warbler.

When Xu Fan, Xu Qian's uncle and nephew met, the words naturally couldn't be finished. Xu Fan briefly talked about how he followed the magical Brother Liang, made a lot of money in business, how he came to Tokyo, and how he had to represent the Huaxia Company team in the Keju competition this afternoon, and so on. "Wow, it turned out to be the Huaxia Company Keju team you did, and there are rumors everywhere about your majesty, but I didn't expect Brother Fan to be among them. There is a talent, there is a big man in my family, and I have a share of the competition with the emperor! Xu Qian sighed again and again, and explained how he made a living in Tokyo, how hard it was, now that he has married a wife and had children, this steamed bun shop was opened by him, and so on.

"Uncle has been the boss, and he hasn't gone home for a few years, and my father and mother often talk about my uncle!" Xu Fan said. "Uncle Qian's craftsmanship is very good, the buns are soft enough, and the meat is juicy enough." Xu Miaoyin praised the buns. "In the past few years, I have been doing this, and if it is not delicious, the villagers in Shandong will not help it, and the local people will not eat it. My shop is well-known near and far, now. Xu Qian heard the praise and looked overjoyed.

"Uncle Qian, why don't you make pork buns, but beef buns?" Liang Wen was really puzzled and asked. "Pork is cheap, not to mention that it can't be sold at a price, and the neighbors don't like to eat it." Xu Qian responded. "Since beef is expensive, if you make a living like Uncle Qian, will you use waste paper and the like to boil it and use it as beef?" Liang Wenzhen asked again.

"Why is Childe asking each other like this?!" Hua Sumei said in surprise. Everyone was stunned, looking at Liang Wenzhen, thinking that he was a visitor from outside the world, asking the most incredible question in the world. Xu Qian, who was five short in stature, with thick limbs and a simple face, opened his mouth even wider, and he didn't care about replying.

"Liang Lang, the slave family has also heard that there are bandits who fall into the grass and even kill people and sell human flesh into buns. However, it is rare to say that ordinary people do not abide by the way of Confucius and Mencius, ignore their conscience, and use short materials or inferior materials. Xu Miaoyin told eloquently. Everyone is beautiful, and when you hear it, you can hear the joints in other people's words, and they decompose it clearly. "Human meat barbecued pork buns, I've heard of it, hehe." Liang Wenzhen smiled. "By the way, the yamen doesn't need special supervision, but the vendors don't deceive people, I'm really a little strange." Liang Wenzhen continued.

"Could it be that most of the traders in the overseas countryside have bad intentions, shoddy, and everything has to be worried about by the yamen? So how can anyone dare to buy and eat, it's really strange. Bai Yujiao was quite puzzled. Master once said an interesting truth, what is called, oh, bad money drives out good money. If the majority of the vendors are like this, the vendors with a good conscience will not be able to do it. Really? Master. Zhao Min also asked. Liang Wenzhen nodded: "Brother Min's understanding is high and promising. ”

"Bad money drives out good money? Could it be that the imperial court still can't make bad money? "Xu Qian was confused when he heard it, and the second monk couldn't figure it out." Uncle Qian, the name of your Shandong bun is not loud enough, it is better to come up with another name. "Liang Wenzhen said." What is the name, Brother Liang has many magical methods, and his name must be good. Xu Fan asked eagerly.

"How about calling Shandong Dog to ignore the buns?" Liang Wenzhen remembered that the name Hyundai was very famous, so he couldn't help but use it. In the past, he once taught Wu Dalang to improve the baked cakes, named them Italian baked cakes, and they were popular for a while. Liang Wenzhen wanted to draw a scoop according to the gourd again, and then be a Feng woman.

"Dogs don't pay attention to buns, dogs don't pay attention, how can people want to eat? Hahahaha. Zhao Min laughed. Bai Yujiao, Hua Sumei, and the two couldn't help laughing, smiling. Xu Fan has a word, "The dog ignores, the dog ignores the ......" Why can't you say it, Brother Liang has always been scheming and unexpected, maybe it's a super good name. Xu Fan secretly thought.

"Liang Lang, what do you say about bad money driving out good money, it is also a bit reasonable, and it is called Gou Buli, but it is not serious." When Miss Xu saw others laughing at Liang Wenzhen, she couldn't help glaring at Liang Lang and said angrily. "I'm trying to change the name of the store, Gou Buli, this name is dirty, maybe passers-by look interesting, want to know what Gou Buli bun is, I can't say I want to taste it." Xu Qian didn't smile, he looked serious, and said his thoughts.

"Listen, it's still people who have done business to understand the way of business. Uncle Qian, if the name is not good, I will not give it to you. Since Brother Fan is his uncle, I can't accept your name money and give it away as a friendly gift. Liang Wenzhen smiled. Liang Daguan, a person who does big business, is willing to bother me with this small shop, and I am grateful. Come, come, eat a few more buns, drink tea and tea. Xu Qian said politely. When you are full, you can't eat anymore. "Each is polite.

Everyone chatted for a while, and when they saw that it was not early, Liang Wenzhen and others said goodbye to Xu Qian and went to the music workshop. Xu Qian pulled Xu Fan, repeatedly told him to come to him, and asked the location of the Liang Mansion in the south of the city, so he said goodbye.

When he saw Liang Daguan, who had a lot of help to the Jiaole Workshop, he brought a group of people to the door and hurriedly greeted him with a smile. After a few words of greeting, Steward He looked at a few beautiful people, and said worriedly: "Liang officials usually come to see Pan Niangzi, and it is inconvenient for the lower officials to stop them, but Liang Daguan is a young and strong man, and it doesn't hurt to go." But if these ladies also want to go to see it, they are afraid that Pan Niangzi's illness will be infected and miss their youth. "What's the matter, the ancient road is warm, and I kindly remind you.

"He cares about good intentions, Liang understands it. These ladies are all close friends of Pan Niangzi, and in order to visit their confidants, they are not afraid of infection. I hope that it will be convenient for him to do things, and it is also the destiny of heaven to have something, and he can't complain about it. Liang Wenzhen pretended to be helpless, but said in his heart, what else would we be afraid of if we deliberately made a fake disease.

"Okay, I'll take you there." He led the way in front of the matter and went to Pan Jinlian's room, but He was afraid of infection, so he immediately turned around and left. Pan Jinlian couldn't help but be overjoyed to see so many people coming to explore. Especially when I saw Xu Miaoyin, I hadn't seen her before, and she asked each other enthusiastically, as if she was a good sister when she was in Yanggu, and she didn't remember that the two of them despised each other in their hearts.

Several women chattered and talked about the trivial matters of their lives, which was very boring. At this time, Pan Jinlian's lead was washed away, and in addition to her graceful demeanor, there was more of a faint and elegant, mature woman's charm, Xu Miaoyin was secretly surprised when she saw it. No wonder this family has such a long affection for this widow, for her, he traveled thousands of miles to Tokyo, and visited from time to time, and he couldn't let go of his thoughts.

Bai Yujiao Hua Sumei and Pan Jinlian have a sense of sympathy for each other, thinking that Pan Jinlian is still a slave and can't get freedom, even as good as herself, she feels pity. "Did Miss Fang tell Sister Pan that Gongzi has begged the emperor to open his mouth, and if he wants to get rid of Sister Pan's slavery, he will regain his free body!" Bai Yujiao asked.

"Sister Fang has informed the slave family, but everything is fateful. The so-called thousands of sails are exhausted, and the flowing water is traceless. Time passes everywhere, there are troubles in the bustle, and peace of mind is sought in a clean place. But I have to thank Liang Lang. Pan Jinlian smiled faintly, turned her head to look at Liang Wenzhen, and the detached attitude in her words was fully revealed.

Liang Wenzhen looked at Pan Jinlian, his eyes revealed love and pity, poor people, he had suffered a lot, and at this time he already had the heart to break through life and death. The two looked at each other, Liang Wenzhen hurriedly turned his head and said, "No thanks." He paced a few steps. Xu Miaoyin didn't feel good in her heart, Liang Lang, who was actually called Liang Lang, had a heart attack, but she didn't know where to start. Of course, she didn't know that Liang Wenzhen escorted Pan Jinlian all the way to Tokyo, and the bits and pieces during the period, all kinds of changes, were inextricably linked to telepathy, and the depth of the relationship between the two was already life and death.

Bai Yujiao and Pan Jinlian continued to gossip, and Liang Wenzhen felt bored, so he went out to find a steward. "What's the matter, the emperor has opened his mouth to remove Pan Niangzi's slavery, hasn't the pardon document been received in the fang?" Liang Wenzhen went to the office of the manager of the Jiaole Workshop and asked. "Is that really the case? The subordinate has never heard of it, nor has he received the relevant documents, and this subordinate official will never dare to hide it. Seeing Liang Wenzhen's eagerness, the steward said.

"This is strange, I have to ask Lord Chen of Dali Temple when I have time. Don't bother. Liang Wenzhen wondered. Liang Daguan walked slowly. "What the hell should he do.

"There's a game in the afternoon, so it's time for you to go back. Jin Lian, I'll see you next time. Liang Wenzhen saw that it was not too early, and went to Pan Jinlian's room. Several beauties said goodbye, Xu Miaoyin looked lonely and said goodbye and went out. Xu Fan and Zhao Min had been waiting impatiently at the door for a long time, and when they heard that they were going back, their faces immediately lightened.

It was almost noon, and the streets were full of people and bustle. The temperature has risen, and people have become active. "Look, that kid's hoop, I've played with it when I was a kid." Zhao Min looked out the window and said. "Are you still a child? Lower the curtain and don't look! Xu Miaoyin said coldly. On the way back home, Xu Miaoyin looked uneasy, and she refuted what others said. Everyone was puzzled, not easy to provoke, and they all consciously shut their mouths. Liang Wenzhen didn't want Miss Xu to come with him, but at this time, he understood the reason in his heart, but he couldn't say anything, so he carefully pretended to be silent.

"Mother, that Liang Wenzhen also has a good collection, in the Jiaole Workshop!" Xu Miaoyin was in Mrs. Xu's room, her eyes were red, and tears were swirling. "Is that the lady surnamed Pan? My mother also heard that Wen Zhen's child moved her business from Yanggu to Tokyo for this slave woman. Mrs. Xu said calmly. What's the hurry, Miao Yin, that woman is a widow who murdered her husband, what are you worried about her? Mrs. Xu comforted.

"What are you talking about, mother, that Pan Jinlian's name is Liang Wenzhen, Liang Lang Liang Lang, you are not there, my daughter heard it, it was really goosebumps!" Xu Miaoyin's tears couldn't stop falling. "Hey, my mother is also thinking, I did a happy event early, and the first door is the biggest, and everything is done. Mother will tell your father, don't be anxious. Mrs. Xu said distressedly. Liang Wenzhen is such a son, it is very common to provoke women outside, and only when his daughter marries him as soon as possible and ties up his youthful heart can he break the thoughts of other women. Mrs. Xu pondered.

The wild wolf team of Huaxia Company entered the Keju competition, the first draw, and only the victory over the Liaoguo Shangjing team in the afternoon can maintain the hope of entering the preliminary finals, which can be described as thrilling. The Empress Dowager Chongen's heart is like a snake and scorpion, she has killed many future generations, and she has a rebellious heart, and Emperor Daojun already knows it. What will be the fate of the Empress Dowager Chongen and the maid Haixin, I don't know at this time. Find out what happens next, and listen to the next breakdown.