Chapter Eighty-Eight: An Offering

As the main hall, the good hall in Luoyang City is located in the national capital, which naturally has its differences, and it is more exaggerated than some princes' mansions in terms of land area and location.

When Xia Sheng came to the gate of Luoyang Shantang under the guidance of Bi Qingwen, he unexpectedly found that even though the rain was pouring down at this time, there were still several long queues outside the gate of Shantang.

Bi Qingwen was not surprised by this, and couldn't help but explain in a low voice on the side: "Today is the day when the church distributes relief silver once a month, so the poor people from the nearby states and counties have come early. ”

Xia Sheng nodded, his eyes full of relief.

Faintly in his heart, his evaluation of Qin Xiaohua has reached a higher level.

Because this initiative was not set up by Xia Sheng at the beginning of the establishment of the Charity Hall, but by Qin Xiaohua in recent years!

Whether Qin Xiaohua is really a kind-hearted person Xia Sheng doesn't know, but just because he dares to risk the disapproval of the world, dares to risk being suspicious of the current emperor, and has the courage to implement this policy without hesitation, it is enough to make Xia Sheng admire!

Standing at the door, Xia Sheng looked up at the bronzing sign of "Shantang" above his head, and was a little emotional for a while, he slowly put away the oil-paper umbrella in his hand, shook the splash on his body, and took a deep breath again, and then took another step and crossed the threshold of the gate of Shantang.

Walking in the door, Xia Sheng immediately noticed that there were several large braziers in the house, and there was a special person responsible for distributing ginger soup.

But in Xia Sheng's opinion, as long as Shantang's actions can be beneficial to the poor people, even if it really wins the hearts of some people, what is it?

The people in the field also gave enough face, wearing the clothes uniformly distributed by the good hall, even if the sky is not beautiful, no one complains, and no one makes trouble, and the order is orderly, I am afraid that there has never been such a rule in the celebration of the 500th anniversary of the founding of the People's Republic of China.

Fortunately, with Bi Qingwen in charge of leading the way, Xia Sheng and his party were not hindered in any way, and came to the counter very smoothly.

Facing everyone's scrutinizing eyes, Xia Sheng naturally took out Keqing's waist card from his arms and handed it to the counter manager.

Seeing this, the steward immediately walked out from behind the counter and said respectfully: "Is it Mr. Xia?" My family has been waiting in the inner hall for a long time, please come with me." ”

Xia Sheng nodded, and was about to follow the other party towards the hall, but he didn't think about it, but the steward stood motionless, and then said to Bi Qingwen: "This should be Deacon Bi, right?" ”

Hearing this, Xia Sheng couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly, and was about to say something, but Bi Qingwen behind him preemptively spoke: "Since this is the case, then I will hand over Mr. Xia to Your Excellency." As he spoke, Bi Qingwen grabbed Ning Zheng's arm and said with a smile: "Brother Ning, Miss Meng, let's go this way." ”

In this regard, Ning Zheng and Meng Qi had nothing to object, and immediately followed Bi Qingwen in the other direction.

Seeing this scene, Xia Sheng's face was slightly cold, but the steward seemed to have not seen it at all, and bowed down again and said, "Young Master Xia, please come here." ”

Xia Sheng took a deep breath, hesitated for a moment, and finally followed the steward silently and entered the inner hall.

As the steward said, there were already people waiting there.

But it wasn't Qin Yan, nor Kang Wuwei, but a strange old man that Xia Sheng had never seen.

The old man's body was a little lean, his face was flushed, and he was sitting on a well-made rattan chair, gently sipping tea.

Seeing Xia Sheng's arrival, the old man didn't seem to get up to greet him, but first said to the person in charge: "Okay, you go down." ”

Hearing this, the latter nodded silently, withdrew from the inner hall without saying a word, and closed the door again.

Seeing this, Xia Sheng smiled silently, walked straight forward, as if he was in his own home, sat opposite the old man very casually, picked up the teacup on the table, and took a sip lightly.

"Changshan's big red robe is really good tea. ”

"Oh, Childe also knows tea?"

"I understand a little. ”

After a brief Q&A, the audience fell silent again, and the fragrance of tea rose with the mist, giving people a sense of comfort and peace.

After a moment, the old man chuckled softly: "Old decay is the worship here, Wei Qinglu. ”

Xia Sheng slowly closed the teacup, raised his eyes to look at the other party, and suddenly asked, "What about Qin Yan and Kang Wuwei?"

This question did not surprise the old man, he just didn't expect that Xia Sheng would ask so directly, and he didn't expect that Xia Sheng would call the two of them by their names.

However, this stunned was only for a moment, and the next moment, Wei Lao's expression had already recovered as before, and he said with a smile: "Wu Wei has had an epiphany in kendo after returning to Beijing, and he has been in retreat at home, as for Miss...... I'm also busy preparing for the big competition within the clan, so I really can't spare time. ”

Xia Sheng was noncommittal about this, and then asked the second question, which was also the question he was really most concerned about: "Is there any news about my father's whereabouts?"

Wei Lao's answer was not leaky: "It's already being investigated, but Gongzi must know that there is a vast sea of people, and now half a month has passed since Ling Zun's disappearance, and it is not realistic to find it so quickly." ”

Hearing this, Xia Sheng finally narrowed his eyes slightly.

Because he was not satisfied with this answer.

Because the other party is Shantang, who is in charge of the world's largest intelligence network.

So he turned to the last question: "Have you verified the authenticity of the good character note I gave to Kang Wuwei?"

The smile on Wei Lao's face became brighter, and he replied unhurriedly: "Don't worry about Gongzi Xia, this matter still needs to be done step by step, presumably Gongzi also knows the value of this calligraphy, as far as my Shantang is concerned, it is a big matter, and I have to be cautious, I am afraid it will take some time, but please believe that if it is verified that the good calligraphy in Gongzi's hand is genuine, he will definitely notify Gongzi as soon as possible." ”

Speaking of this, Wei Lao suddenly leaned forward a little and said with a smile: "But since Gongzi asked about this matter, I forgive Lao Yu for saying more, I don't know where Gongzi got this calligraphy? Or, who gave it to him? After all, the source of the good calligraphy is also one of the important bases for us to verify its authenticity......

This time, Xia Sheng's patience was finally exhausted, and he, like Wei Zhiyuan, leaned forward, but the words he said were even more bleak than this rainstorm.

"Good character post, has always been to recognize the post and not recognize people, this is the rule that Shantang has set since five hundred years ago, why, Wei Fengfeng wants to admit it?"

Wei Zhiyuan's face changed slightly when he heard this, and he said continuously: "I didn't mean that. ”

Xia Sheng snorted coldly: "Wei Xianfeng, I don't have the time to play dumb riddles with you here, and I don't have time to play games with you, I only know that those who come here must be honored as guests by the good people, and you can't refuse any requests made by those who come, since you are from the Qin family, you should know this rule!"

"But from the very beginning, I didn't see any respect from you, but it was completely a false and aggrieved attitude, extremely perfunctory!

Wei Zhiyuan's body trembled, and he almost lost his mind in Xia Sheng's loud drink, but he still tried to maintain his last calm, until the other party mentioned the name of his family master, and finally couldn't help but shout: "You are bold!"

"You are presumptuous!"

Xia Sheng had almost put his face in front of Wei Zhiyuan, and he didn't mean to be polite at all, and he didn't give an inch.

"As a benevolent enshriner, I actually regard the iron law of Shantang as nothing, and treat the distinguished guests of Shantang like fools, I am very curious, if this matter is known by Qin Xiaohua, what crime should you be guilty of!"

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