Chapter Seventy-Six: Greened

The appearance of this rare closed-mouthed Zen master in Shuntian Mansion made all the officials and officials in the palace explode, and King Yin of Shuntian Mansion greeted him personally.

For the first time, Jiang Li had the feeling of a fox and a fake tiger, and he saw the true face of the remnants on weekdays, so he felt his status in the Great Yin Kingdom. Even the daughter of a criminal with her, was served by a crowd of people with good food and drink.

Seeing that Shuntianfu Yin tried his best to have an awkward chat with the Burning Master, and didn't know how to speak several times, he was about to choke to death, and he couldn't help but feel some sympathy for him.

In the end, the matter was done, and Lord Wang received the "mission reward": the Master of Burning stroked the top of his head once.

He was ecstatic, as if he could have a full IQ like this. Jiang Li felt that he shouldn't be called "Heer", and it was more appropriate to call him "Erha".

Out of Shuntianfu, came to Shunde Street. This street is full of the imperial court official yamen, and the six departments and five temples are located here. At this time, it was the lunch break, the streets were clearly ranked, and the officials who came out to eat were in groups, and it was also lively.

"Is the one who just walked past me Song Ze?" Jiang Li asked.

"Exactly, he didn't even look at you, congratulations, you're green." The old man replied without squinting.

"Who is the woman next to her!" Jiang Li turned around and followed.

"The daughter of Jiang Congzhi, a bachelor of Hanlin, Jiang Minxin, a scholarly family, and a lady who knows how to learn."

The two stood in the private room on the second floor of a restaurant, pushed open the window, and saw the Aloft restaurant opposite, Song Ze and Jiang Minxin had a very happy conversation.

Remnant Yao pointed out: "Look, Song Ze has Pei Shuzhai's gift box in hand. The pen, ink, paper, inkstone, calligraphy and painting in Pei Shuzhai are all extraordinary, and Lord Song must be overjoyed to receive this gift. ”

Turning around, he gestured two fingers to Jiang Li and made a running motion:

"Your Lord Song is going to be gone. You look at others, do what they like, and give away valuable things in Pei Shuzhai. As for you, not only did you not give gifts, but you also ate and took them. You don't really think that being good-looking means you can't do anything. ”

Jiang Li looked at him: "You are complimenting me for my good looks!" ”

"Hehehe, I praise you for growing grass on your head and being so calm."

Jiang Li nodded: "You're right, feelings need to be paid." ”

"That is, not only do you not pay, but you also pry into other people's corners!"

Jiang Li squinted at him: "Jiaofang Division, don't you want it?" ”

The remnant immediately received: "Yes!" Don't get carried away by your feelings, don't give up your entire vault for a tree! ”

Pointing to the street downstairs: "Look, these are all young talents!" ”

Jiang Li stepped on him: "Are you blind!" It's all crooked melons and cracked dates! ”

Remnant touched his nose: "There will definitely be something better!" He said cautiously: "Affection is lovely, you see how happy Lord Song and Jiang Minxin are chatting." ”

Jiang Li nodded: "I think they are right, and Song Ze is moving this year, although he can't get married in the past two years, there is a chance to fall in love." ”

Remnant Yan looked at Jiang Li in surprise and said tentatively: "Really gave up?" That's right, the feelings are ethereal, and the real money in your hands is real! ”

Jiang Li glanced at him: "All liking starts from appearance, falls into talent, and is loyal to character."

I have good looks, but I can't stand Song Ze's blindness; Talent, I don't know any of the four books and five classics, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and I can act, and when I get here, it's no longer talent, but a means of survival. Character, hehe, then I don't have it. ”