Lufu guest hall, a man in gorgeous clothes leisurely sat on a sandalwood chair and drank tea, this person is about thirty years old, his appearance is not good, and his whole body exudes a ruffian, especially the pair of eyes are more white and less black, and he will definitely be hairy after being stared at for a long time.

"Young master, this Lu Mansion is really lazy, we have all been waiting for a cup of tea, and his father and son have not yet appeared..."

The young man in Huayi was not angry, but only said lightly:

"I can't eat hot tofu if I'm in a hurry, the Lu family got married yesterday, I'm afraid my mind is on the lady, and it's natural to delay some effort."

The servant remembered something, grinned, and leaned into the young master's ear and muttered.

The eyes of the young man in Huayi lit up, and he was quite excited:

"Is that really the case?"

"Xiao and the people of the Lu Mansion have some dealings on weekdays, but they said it themselves, and there is no falsehood."

"Hehe..."The young man in Huayi crossed Erlang's legs, "I didn't expect that Lu Wenjing was really willing to give up this family business, as well as his beautiful little lady..."

"Young master, judging from the small, then Lu Dashao is stupid to read, right?"

"You don't understand, that's our scholar's business."

When the young man in Huayi said the word "scholar", he deliberately accentuated his tone, and the servant immediately noticed it and quickly echoed:

"What the young master said is right, after all, a young master is only eight buckets high, and he can enter the Hanlin Academy, but it is rare, and he Lu Wenjing is not worthy of lifting your shoes."

Hearing this, the young man in Huayi was noncommittal, but he was a little more proud between his eyebrows:

"Lu Wenjing really regards fame as more important than life, so that Young Master Ben is completely sure that he can handle this matter."

"Congratulations to the little one, congratulations to the young master..."

The servant flattered his hand, and the two looked at each other and smiled.

At this time, the father and son of the Lu family walked out from behind the screen, and both of them changed into plain clothes, just because the Ming Dynasty has a law, and merchants are not allowed to wear brocade clothes and satin.

After Lu Zhenji saw the prince of Jiaofu, he hurriedly stepped forward and said with a smile:

"Gongzi Jiao is here, Lu has lost his welcome, he has lost his welcome, Jing'er, come and see Jiao Gongzi in Jiao Huang..."

Lu Wenjing was about to step forward to be polite, but when he saw that this Young Master Jiao had a cold face, and his ass was still sitting firmly on the chair and refused to get up, he couldn't help frowning.

And the servant interjected:

"Boss Lu and Lu Dashao may not know that the young master of my family has just been promoted to the editor of the Hanlin Academy by the imperial court, and the official residence is the seventh grade."

The Hallym Academy, which is equivalent to a national university and research institute, is itself a transcendent and noble existence in the eyes of the literati.

In addition, since the birth of the cabinet in the Ming Dynasty, an unwritten rule has gradually been formed, and the cabinet ministers must come from Hanlin, so the style of this Hanlin Academy is higher.

Of course, Lu Wenjing knows very well that with a mediocre talent like Jiao Huangzhong, he can't match the Hanlin Academy at all, and he is so arrogant now, all because he has a good father behind his back.

Looking at this posture again, it is clear that he wants to take control of Lu Fu, which is really a good calculation...

"I've seen Master Jiao." Lu Wenjing gently arched his hand, this cold style is the same as his predecessor.

Seeing that the other party was so cold, the servant of Jiao Mansion was about to theorize, but Jiao Huang coughed and stopped him, and finally got up and replied:

"Hey, don't be so outside, yesterday was Brother Lu's wedding day, I couldn't come to Lu Mansion to celebrate because of my busy official duties, and I came to visit early today, just to make up for a gift."

Lu Wenjing scolded secretly in his heart, bullshit and salute, it must be a weasel to give New Year's greetings to the chickens, and he didn't have a good heart.

"Lord Jiao's status is noble, I am now a grass people, how dare I let you salute?"

"The dog is right, Lord Jiao can come to the cold house, it is already a love..."Lu Zhenji said while taking out a stack of prepared silver tickets from his cuffs, "Thanks to Jiao Ge Lao before, my son was exempted from the death penalty, this is 200,000 taels, which is considered the Lu family's extra filial piety to Jiao Ge Lao..."

200,000 taels is a huge amount of money, that is, the Lu family is so rich that they don't even blink an eye.

Jiao Huangzhong unexpectedly did not take the silver ticket, but shook his head and said:

"The Lu family deserves to be a giant in Jinzhong, it's really a big deal. These silver taels, Jiao Mou is a lifetime of money, and it is difficult to reach one-tenth. ”

"Let Master Jiao laugh, we businessmen, on the surface, actually have a stomach full of bitterness, you must also know very well..."Lu Zhenji didn't dare to take back the silver ticket, so he could only smile awkwardly.

"Haha..."Jiao Huangzhong suddenly laughed, and turned to look at the Lu family, "So, when Boss Lu sent his son to Jingshi to study, it was also painstaking." It's a pity that Brother Lu was blinded by those so-called Qingliu parties, and actually thought that the nine thousand years old was a tiger wolf in the inner court, blinding the saint? In the end, the removal of fame is relatively light, but..."

At this point, Jiao Huang deliberately glanced at Lu Wenjing's neck, although it was protected by a collar, it still showed some red and purple, so he was even more proud, and then said:

"It's just that Brother Lu is so suicidal, if there is a good one, not to mention the name of unfilial piety, your new wife has also become a widow, wouldn't it increase the laughing stock?"

Hearing this, Lu Wenjing felt a sigh in his heart.

Regardless of this Jiao second-generation pretense, how did he know about the suicide of his predecessor?

After all, it was the incident that just happened last night, and the rumors couldn't have spread so quickly, it must have been those people...

Pressing down the anger, Lu Wenjing smiled faintly:

"Master Jiao is sincere, and I have learned it, but Lu has no intention of committing suicide, you may have misunderstood, right?"

When Lu Wenjing said this, his expression was as immobile as a mountain, and he had been in the society for many years, and his face was already thicker than the city wall.

So much, as long as I don't recognize it, what can you do?

Sure enough, Master Jiao, who was still waiting to see the other party's embarrassment, was suddenly choked, and his face was a little ugly.

Lu Zhenji saw that the atmosphere between the two sides was not quite right, and quickly cut off the conversation:

"Lord Jiao, it's better to accept this little meaning, the Lu family also has a lot of business in Beijing, and they will have to be taken care of by adults in the future..."

Turning his gaze back to the pile of silver tickets, a smiling face appeared in the burnt yellow:

"Boss Lu, you put away the silver ticket first, I just said that I came to Lu Mansion today to give a gift, not to ask for a ticket."

"This..."Lu Zhenji suspiciously collected the silver ticket, "Where is Lord Jiao's gift, I will definitely take it myself." ”

Finally got to the point, Jiao Huang took out a folded piece of rice paper in no hurry, and looked at the faint ink color inside, there must be something written.

"簌"

The rice paper was shaken open, and the contents inside met Lu Wenjing's eyes.

It's the poem that mocks the Eight Tigers made by the predecessor!

"Brother Lu's words are really beautiful, Jiao is ashamed of himself." Jiao Huangzhong deliberately said, "The things have returned to their original owners." ”

As he spoke, he handed it to Lu Zhenji with one hand, and the latter took the rice paper with trembling hands, unable to hide the horror in his heart.

It was this anti-poem that offended the 9,000-year-old that ruined his son's official career and almost lost his life because of it...

Burn it, be sure to burn it!

Jiao Huangzhong was very satisfied with Lu Zhenji's expression, and continued:

"My father is kind, and it is a pity that Brother Lu was removed from his reputation."

Lu Wenjing secretly said that the fox's tail was finally revealed, so he pretended to be surprised, "How can he make Jiao Ge Lao favorable?" ”

"Don't be modest, you have this qualification, to be precise, the Lu family has this qualification."

"The Lu family?" Lu Zhenji couldn't help asking.

Jiao Huang said slowly:

"The Lu family is the leader of the Jin merchants, and the industry is very wide, just in Beijing, there are three streets of shops, a money village, two restaurants, a dart board, and a horse farm in the southern suburbs, right?"

Lu Wenjing looked at his father, there was no information about this in his memory, because his predecessor had always prided himself on being a scholar, and he didn't bother to know about the Lu family's industry at all.

"That's right." Lu Zhenji nodded, secretly feeling that something was wrong, "The Lu family's biggest business is still in the trading of medicinal materials, quarrying and tea and horses, what's the matter, Lord Jiao is very interested?" ”

Green light shines from the scorched eyes:

"I was very interested, and my father also said that we can actually work together to make the business bigger and make money together."

"What kind of cooperation is it?" Lu Zhenji asked.

"It's very simple, our Jiao family will do all the competitors for the Lu family within two years, this plate in the Ming Dynasty is only eaten by you and me, isn't it beautiful? Rest assured, the Jiao family is not greedy, we only need thirty percent. ”

As he spoke, Jiao Huang made an "OK" gesture with one hand.

In terms of the medicinal materials business alone, if the Lu family eats the whole country, the net profit will be less than three million taels a year, and the Jiao family will be able to collect about one million taels for this alone!

"Isn't it good to be a peer?" Fortunately, Lu Zhenji still has the bottom limit of being a man.

Jiao Huangzhong's face turned cold: "You businessmen, are what you do behind your back glorious?" Most of the Jiao family's share has to be filial to nine thousand years old, he is the sky... The first person under the Son of Heaven, do you understand? ”

At the mention of nine thousand years old, Lu Zhenji immediately wilted, and his face was a little hesitant.

At this time, Jiao Huang was tempted again:

"In this way, if Boss Lu agrees, let Brother Lu compose another poem to dedicate to the nine thousand years old, and we will be people in the same boat in the future, Brother Lu can not only restore his fame, but his official fortune will naturally go straight up, how about it?"

This situation couldn't help but make Lu Zhenji's choice, he looked at his son:

"Jing'er, what do you think?"

Lu Wenjing smiled slightly, and he already had the answer in his heart.

"I've already done a good job of poetry, and Master Jiao can bring it to the nine thousand years old now."