Seeing that the porter couldn't tell who was visiting, Zhang Lu didn't care much, and just waved his hand and walked straight inside.

The porter seemed to have made a big mistake, and hurriedly said, "It's a villain, don't blame the young master."

This is a trivial matter, but in this era, it may be fatal, if you change the grumpy master, you will inevitably have to deduct your salary or take a beating.

Zhang Lu looked back, saw the porter blaming himself, and hurriedly comforted: "I really don't care, there are so many noble courtiers in Jinling, I can't recognize a brocade guard, let alone you."

Hearing this, the porter breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhang Lu walked straight to the courtyard, but saw Fu Rang lying on the recliner under the old tree, looking very uncomfortable.

Zhang Yan stepped forward and hurriedly said politely: "My family's official position is low and small, how can anyone come on weekdays, and I also said who the guest is, it is actually my third half-brother."

Fu Rang is a self-familiar character, and he didn't treat himself as an outsider when he came in, and he didn't get up when he saw Zhang Lu coming, but was amused by this words, and his half-father and half-mother also heard it freshly, and he said: "Brother Zhen's words are also interesting, but don't be presumptuous, they all say that the mountain is not high, there are fairies, and the water is not deep, and there are dragons, and your family has a person like you, who in Jinling City dares to say that your family's official position is low and the place is small?"

Zhang Yan smiled slightly, sat on the stone bench next to the recliner, and said, "I haven't seen you for many days, but Third Brother Fu's knowledge has risen."

Fu Rang loved to hear this, but he still waved his hand and said: "How can you compare with your brother for brother, now you are the chief flag officer of Jinyi Wei, and you have pulled Pinglianghou off the horse, and now the prime minister will be afraid of three points when he sees you."

Zhang Yan shook his head and said, "Third Brother Fu's words don't sound like good words, they are all brothers, it's not interesting for us to praise each other like this, Third Brother Fu came to visit, there must be something."

Now many nobles have been imprisoned, many classmates in the James Mansion have been imprisoned, and the rest of the nobles' children are all in the limelight, basically as long as there is no major event, they will not go out of the house for half a step, and the children of the nobles who recruit cats, dogs, horses and cockfights on weekdays seem to have disappeared from Jinling City overnight.

Fu Rang got up with a smile and said, "If you don't say that you are Xiao Zhuge brother, my brother came here today to introduce a friend to you, and this afternoon, the location will be set in the Songzhu Pavilion."

Fu Rang said, and took out an invitation from his arms.

Zhang Lu stretched out his hand to take it, but he frowned, the Songzhu Pavilion is full of bad memories, since Liuli's death, Zhang Lu has not even been to the Qinhuai River.

Seeing Zhang Ran's expression, Fu Rang patted Zhang Ran's shoulder and said, "Brother Chen, I know you don't want to go to the Songzhu Pavilion, but the Songzhu Pavilion is the place chosen by that friend, he doesn't know about you, and I ask you to be more considerate." As long as you have a good relationship with this friend, it will be of great benefit to you and His Royal Highness."

Zhang Rang also knew that Fu Rang was doing this for his own good, even if he really didn't want to go, but Fu Rang's face had to be given.

Zhang Lu smiled reluctantly and said, "Okay, just this afternoon, see you or leave."

Fu Rang nodded, got up and arched his hand, "Okay, then Brother Wei will be waiting for you in the Songzhu Pavilion in the afternoon."

……

In the afternoon, Zhang Lu naturally went to the appointment as he said, and he rode all the way, enjoying the scenery by the river.

Wu Peng rode a horse and misplaced half of his body with Zhang Lu, like a guard.

Recently, the court has changed too much, the courtiers and nobles are all soldiers, even the people of Jinling City rarely go out, the economy has become a lot of depression, the original crowded Qinhuai River is now no longer lively, many shops along the river have been closed, and some shops belong to the industry of the criminal ministers, and now they are also affixed with the seal of the imperial court.

This kind of scenery is not good-looking, Zhang Yuan looked left and right and felt bored, he could only turn his head and ask Wu Peng, "You follow me every day now, don't you need you to be on duty over there?"

Wu Peng shook his head and said, "The poor monk resigned from the position of Jinyi Guard, and now he is just a guard next to the donor."

Although Jinyiwei's reputation is not good, it is good

It can be regarded as an iron rice bowl, and if you handle a few more cases, there is not much room for promotion and salary increase.

So Zhang Yi was quite puzzled and asked, "How good is Jinyiwei, isn't it better than being a guard by my side?" What do you think in your monk's head?"

Wu Peng didn't care, and replied, "The poor monk is willing."

Zhang Lu was helpless, so he could only speak: "I am also a poor person now, you stay by my side as a guard, I don't have any money for you."

Wu Peng still replied with a facial expression: "It's okay, what the poor monks ask for is nothing more than a meal in a tiled house, and I think these donors can still satisfy the poor monks."

It's too boring to talk to this monk, mainly because this monk is too serious, Zhang Rong turned his head and stopped talking, now Wu Peng is a big revenge, Zhang Rong hopes that he can start a new life, but this monk is stubborn, and Zhang Lu has no choice.

The two were speechless all the way, so they rode to the door of the Songzhu Pavilion, Zhang Lu handed the horse to the welcoming little guy of the Songzhu Pavilion, looked up at the sign of the Songzhu Pavilion, and then turned his head to look at Wu Peng, and the bad taste in his heart suddenly rose.

"Monk, have you ever been to the Qinglou?" Zhang Yu raised his eyebrows and asked with a wicked smile.

Wu Peng hurriedly lowered his head and said, "Amitabha, the poor monk has never been there."

Zhang Lu smiled and walked up the stairs of the Songzhu Pavilion, and at the same time did not forget to wave to Wu Peng and said, "That's right, I'll show you today."

Zhang Lu walked to the door and looked back, but found that Wu Peng was standing still, and he hurriedly asked, "You come up!"

In fact, the Songzhu Pavilion is such a big signboard green building, there are concierges for the next people to rest, after all, the people who are sent here are dignitaries, you can choose to take the next person to serve, or you can choose to leave the next person in the gatehouse, it depends on the preferences and needs of the guests, and the tea and steamed buns in the gatehouse are enough, which is very suitable for Wu Peng.

But who let him meet a person with such a bad taste as Zhang Lu.

Wu Peng shook his head and said, "This land of fireworks, poor monks are really not suitable to go up."

Zhang Lu hurriedly said, "You are still vulgar, what are you afraid of fireworks? And you said you wanted to be my bodyguard, I was assassinated the last time I was here, what if someone wants to kill me this time? Won't you help me?"

Hearing this, Wu Peng could only grit his teeth and follow.

As soon as I entered the museum, a small servant immediately came up to greet me: "Two guest officers, please come inside!"

Just looking at Wu Peng's shiny head, which still has a ring scar on it, the little guy also feels fresh.