"This Chen Xian is very alive now." Zhang Yanyuan took a sip of tea, tasted it slowly in his mouth, slowly put the cup on the table, turned his eyes to the person sitting opposite him, and asked, "Yuan Gongzi, did you say it?"

Yuan Chun glanced at Chen Xian and smiled bitterly at Zhang Yanyuan.

He finally came to the state capital once, felt thirsty, and picked a teahouse to drink tea at random. Who knew that it was such a coincidence, so Zhang Yanyuan was caught, and he said a few words in a weird way, and saw Chen Xian downstairs at the inn.

They all really bumped together!

"He has some talent, but you also know that doing business is not as promising as studying. He can't even endorse a mediocre talent, what do you care about him?"

Zhang Yanyuan snorted coldly, took the folding fan and patted his palm: "When you were in Hanshan Academy, who didn't know that you Yuan Dagongzi would be the most proficient in the wind and rudder?" I heard people say, then you followed that Jiang Xian? How do you deserve to be a dog's leg?"

Yuan Chun was still smiling, but when he heard this, his face suddenly couldn't hold back. If it was before, he would have to swallow this breath no matter what, but now Zhang Yanyuan's uncle is no longer as powerful as before.

Originally, he still wanted to make money in harmony, so he passed after a few words with Zhang Yanyuan. Who knows, he has fallen into this share, and he even kicked his nose and face, and he couldn't weigh his own weight.

"Being a dog's leg for others, I don't earn much, I'm afraid I won't be able to get into the eyes of Mr. Zhang." Yuan Chun took out a silver ingot from his sleeve and pressed it on the table with a "click", "I will pay for the tea today." This little money, presumably Jiang Gongzi still gave it. ”

After that, without waiting for Zhang Yanyuan to react, he shouted at Xiao Er, who was standing at the top of the stairs: "Xiao Er checks out, and the rest of the money doesn't need to be found!" ”

Zhang Yanyuan's face sank, the green tendons on the back of his hand holding the folding fan burst out, and he sat motionless, staring at Yuan Chun with a pair of yin owl eyes.

Yuan Chun arched his hand at him and said: "This time I came to the state capital to do business, and I am not as idle as Zhang Dagongzi, so I will leave, and I will not accompany you!" ”

His round body turned, stepped on the wooden stairs of the teahouse, and "creaked" down the first floor.

Zhang Yanyuan kept seeing Yuan Chun out of the teahouse, and glanced at the door of the inn opposite, then he stood up suddenly, and suddenly hit the teapot and cup on the table, and fell to the ground with a "crackle" and broke most of it.

A stream of golden tea, along where the teapot was broken, converged into a small pool on the ground.

The surrounding tea customers were all quietly drinking tea, even chatting and talking softly, and suddenly heard this harsh sound from the window, and they all looked over this way.

"Guest officer!" The shopkeeper immediately straightened his body, and subconsciously wanted to say that if he broke the tea set, he would lose money.

But as soon as Zhang Yanyuan's cold eyes looked over, he couldn't help but shudder, looked at the silver ingots on the table, and waved his hand again and again: "No need to pay, no need to pay!" ”

Zhang Yanyuan didn't say a word, and went down to the teahouse behind his back, until he walked to the door of the teahouse, only to find that the sleeves of his silk shirt had been torn off by an old man at some point.

This dress is considered a waste.

"Even you look down on me?" Zhang Yanyuan's forehead was full of green tendons, and he ripped off the silk thread fiercely.

Unexpectedly, the whole silk dress was connected by warp and weft, and he pulled it like this, tearing the sleeves of the silk dress into wrinkles, which was several times more ugly than before.

Zhang Yanyuan returned to the courtyard where he lived angrily, kicked over a pot of green plants placed in the yard, and heard a low voice coming out of the lobby.

"Yanyuan, who messed with you? Why do you lose your temper again? ”

"Uncle, aren't you in the capital? How did you get to Jiangzhou?" Zhang Yanyuan looked at Zhang Yaozu who suddenly appeared in his yard in surprise.

Zhang Yaozu walked from the gloomy lobby to the sunlight in the courtyard. Although he has only been seen for a year, the whole person is ten years older than before, his eyes are tired, he is only wearing a coarse cloth coat, and his gaze at Zhang Yanyuan is not as calm and calm as before.

He glanced at his nephew's broken silk clothes, and said slowly: "I haven't been dismissed, you don't have to think too much." ”

Zhang Yanyuan breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, but his face did not show it at all, and asked with concern: "Uncle, what is wrong with you?" Why the way it looks today?"

"I'm avoiding the limelight." Zhang Yaozu sat down on a bamboo bench in the courtyard and let out a long sigh, "Yanyuan, it is difficult to get ahead, and the officialdom in the capital is even more turbulent. Now that the DPRK and China are all unfavorable to me, if I no longer ask for my transfer, I am afraid that one day, even the emperor will really dislike me and forget me in the dust. ”

Although Zhang Yanyuan was thoughtful, he was far from understanding Zhang Yaozu's words, so he humbly moved a small horse, sat next to Zhang Yaozu, and listened to his answer sincerely.

But at this time, Zhang Yaozu didn't want to say it carefully, but said to Zhang Yanyuan: "I went to Lingnan this time, and it was demeaning in the eyes of others. No matter where you are, you shouldn't be stopping. This time, I quietly bought off the escort and was able to rest here for a day or two. The things I came to and the things I want to go to Lingnan, you must remember, no one can reveal them. ”