The acquaintance decided that the son in front of him was a poor scholar who had never seen the world, and wanted to come to the Qinglou to see something fresh.

"This son, which one do you want to meet?"

Zhike didn't have so much spare work, accompanied by a poor sour scholar who didn't have much oil and water, grinding his lips there.

He couldn't wait to ask.

At this hour, it was too late to come out to play in Hongjian Fang.

In the capital, there are people waiting in the Qinglou from the afternoon, ready to be the first to delist.

"My son wants to see Miss Zhuang Jing." Yuan Zhi grinned.

"Miss Zhuang Jing?"

The acquaintance thought he had misheard, and his jaw almost fell off in shock.

"What does Childe want to see Zhuang Jing? Do you know that she is the Oiran in our Red Stream, the top brand? ”

"That's right, it's Miss Zhuang Jing, since this son is here, he naturally wants to see the top card."

Yuan Zhi was white and shouted arrogantly.

Ma, this kid was kicked in the head by a donkey.

Zhuang Jing girl, beautiful and unparalleled, good at chanting poems, good at playing and singing.

Usually, the people who can let her come forward to welcome her are all the best people in the capital, dignitaries and nobles.

or a wealthy family who opens a gold mine and spends a lot of money.

Such a poor scholar dressed as a son, he actually has empty mouth and white teeth, and he wants to see the top card when he opens his mouth.

That's not how it is to daydream.

The acquaintance is shining with Yuan Zhi up and down, his appearance is not bad, and his figure is also straight, but he is dressed very ordinarily, and the car he rides in is also a single horse.

Hmph, a poor scholar who doesn't know the height of the sky and the thickness of the earth, and has never seen the world.

Don't look at the sons and brothers who came to visit the Qinglou at the door, which one is not a luxury chariot, and a large number of bodyguards followed.

After pondering for a while, Zhike had an idea in his heart.

I saw him facing Yuan Zhi, and said with a smile:

"This son, this matter is a little difficult to do, you may be the first time to come to Hongjian Fang, you don't know our rules here, if you want to see Miss Zhuang Jing, you need to make an appointment in advance or someone to introduce you, otherwise, you can't meet in person."

What?

Do you need someone to introduce you to the Qinglou, or make an appointment?

A woman in a green building, this score is boundless, isn't it, more difficult than meeting the queen?

Yuan Zhi, who was drinking tea with his head down, was so shocked that he almost squirted out the tea in his mouth in public.

He raised his eyes and glared at the chubby middle-aged acquaintance.

"You guy, don't be embarrassed, go and call out the one named Zhuang Jing, my son-in-law has already given you a lot of face, otherwise..."

Ding Jiu, who was standing behind Yuan Zhi, saw that Zhike had been making things difficult for the prince, and he couldn't bear it anymore, so he scolded loudly.

If it weren't for the discipline of the prince's private visit, he would have gone up to the old fist a long time ago, and he couldn't take care of himself in this fight.

However, the second half of his sentence was glared at by Yuan Zhi and swallowed back.

The middle-aged acquaintance found out that the entourage of this poor scholar was fierce and vicious, and he was a guy who was not easy to mess with.

It's not that Zhike is afraid of someone making trouble.

Hongjian Fang is famous, no one in the capital knows that his backstage can break the sky.

To be honest, the people who dare to come to Hongjian Fang to smash the field are estimated to be still in their mother's womb and have not been born.

I'm afraid of those stunned young people who have just debuted, and the newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, he doesn't care who you are, smash it first, and then die.

Zhike made a brain teaser, his eyes rolled, and he said:

"The rules of Hongjian Fang, if you want to see Miss Zhuang Jing, you have to pay enough delisting gift money first."

"How much is the delisting bonus?"

"Three gold baht." Zhike stretched out three stubby fingers and snorted coldly.

"Huh?!"

When Yuan Zhi heard this, the word Sichuan between his eyebrows was erected, and he was so angry that the blue tendons on his forehead burst out, and he couldn't wait to step forward and kick this hateful fat acquaintance.

Entering the mother, this is clearly a forcible robbery, what is the difference between robbing a bank?

But patience must be endured.

According to the secret report of the Dark Guard, that Princess Tiele entered Hongjian Fang first.

The person she is going to meet is this top brand Zhuang Jing.

Yuan Zhi's clenched fist still loosened, and he just said in a low voice:

"Just take off a card, don't do anything, it costs three gold baht, so expensive?"

Seeing Yuan Zhi's fickle expression, Zhike's heart was troubled, and he snorted coldly with an expressionless face:

"Is it expensive? It's not expensive! And it was stated in advance that after paying the money, the little one was only responsible for bringing the guest officer to Miss Zhuang Jing's attic, and whether she saw it or not, it was up to her to decide. ”

Oh, after paying the money, can you see that beautiful face, and I will talk about it.

This face is comparable to the queen mother of today's motherhood!

Seeing that the poor scholar was choked and didn't dare to squeak, Zhike pursed his broad lips and shrugged his fat shoulders.

This means that if you can't afford to pay for it, just flash people away, don't be embarrassed here.

Yuan Zhi was also really annoyed in his heart.

A green building can put such a big score.

There is really a backer behind it, and there is no fear, right?

He really wanted to have a seizure, smash it on all fours, and see who dared to show his head to help them intercede.

But when I think about it, if you can't bear it, you will make a big plan.

Isn't it just three gold baht, give it to him, and talk about it after this level.

This prince wants to see, who is this Zhuang Jing?

Yuan Zhi took out three gold bahts from his pocket, put them on the palm of his hand, and reluctantly handed them to Zhike's fat hand, with the word pain written on his face.

The acquaintance who took the money didn't talk nonsense, turned around and walked inside, thinking secretly:

What a fool, I don't understand the money wasted.

Miss Zhuang Jing, how can I meet you, a poor scholar?

Following the scathing acquaintance, Yuan Zhi strode into the back cabin of the painting boat, only to find that there was indeed something else in it.

A group of exquisite gardens in the south of the Yangtze River, rockery and flowing water, small bridges in the gallery, and several wooden pavilions hidden between the green bamboo and pine, from time to time there is the sound of silk and bamboo strings, faintly heard.

Along the winding corridor, I walked to a small vermilion attic on the second floor, and Zhike said:

"This is the residence of Miss Zhuang Jing, the son's surname, the little one is good to report."

Yuan Zhi smiled: "My son's surname is Yuan." ”

"Young Master Yuan, please wait a moment." Zhike arched slightly, turned around and went into the building to report.

It is said that in the vermilion small attic, the piano music is also melodious and winding.

It turned out that Zhuang Jing had accompanied several cabinet officials to drink in the afternoon, and had just retired from the table.

She went back to her attic, still drunk.

Xiaoqing, the personal maid, served her to bathe and change clothes, and brought the boiled ginseng soup to her to sober up the wine to moisten her throat and warm her stomach.

At the end, she was wrapped in plain clothes and rested on a mahogany bed in the attic.

"Xiaoqing, this girl will no longer see guests." Zhuang Jing said lazily.

"Got it, Miss."

The maid Xiaoqing nodded in response, and went out of the room after laying out the brocade futon.

Zhuang Jing rested on the soft collapse for an hour, and when it was close to dusk, Xiaoqing came in, leaned over and whispered in his ear:

"Miss Yu, there is a son surnamed Lin who asked to see him, and I heard that Shopkeeper Feng said that he showed a Cao Mansion token."

Zhuang Jing, who was sleepy-eyed, listened to this, suddenly opened her eyes and got up and sat up.

Hongjian Fang is actually the private property of Caofu.

Since this person holds the Cao Mansion token and comes in through the shopkeeper Feng, his origin is naturally not small, so there is no reason not to see it.

Seeing Zhuang Jing's frowning and frowning face, the maid Xiaoqing thought that the person who came was a charlatan, and hurriedly said:

"Miss I'm sorry, the slave went back to him."

After speaking, the maid Xiaoqing raised her feet and prepared to go downstairs.

"Wait..."

Zhuang Jing raised her eyes and summoned Xiao Qing, who was about to go downstairs, "Please change my clothes, and then ask this Lin Gongzi to come upstairs." ”

"Yes."

After only a while, Zhuang Jing changed into guest clothes, slightly applied fat powder, and asked Xiaoqing to go downstairs to please.

With the sound of the wooden staircase, in the blink of an eye, a young man dressed in a gorgeous brocade dress walked in.

"Lin has seen Miss Zhuang." Those who come give a salute first.

"Young Master Lin, please take a seat." Zhuang Jing owes a salute.

Lin Gongzi is not tall, with clear eyebrows, good manners, and extraordinary bearing.

But the jade pendant hanging around his waist made Zhuang Jing shocked.

The jade pendant is carved with the pattern of 'Langya Mountain'.

Could it be that the general altar of the Jiangzuo League sent someone here?

Zhuang Jing's eyes only lit up for a moment before dimming.

She thought that at this point of contact, she only obeyed Xiao Gongzi alone.

When someone comes to the main altar to deliver a letter, or needs to make an appointment to meet Xiao Gongzi, they usually use code language, and no one has ever shown this kind of jade pendant.

But she knew that the person with the jade pendant of the Langya Mountain pattern must be the high-level of the main altar.

Could it be that this Lin Gongzi, something happened suddenly?

At a closer look, Zhuang Jing saw some clues.

Although Zhuang Jing is not yet twenty, she is very profound, and she has been working in Hongjian Fang at the age of thirteen.

Although Lin Gongzi is simple and easy to look at, his demeanor and demeanor cannot get rid of the charm of a woman.

Zhuang Jing guessed correctly.

This Lin Gongzi is indeed Lin Yuqian, who is dressed as a man.

She received a secret letter asking her to go to Miss Zhuang Jing in Hongjian Fang and wait for a son.

Therefore, she hurried over, afraid that Zhuang Jing would have a guest here.

Luckily, she was lucky.

At this time, the maid Xiaoqing brought tea, exquisite snacks, a few plates of braised vegetables, and a pot of Baume & Mercier red fruit wine.

"Lin Gongzi, do you know the rules of Hongjian Fang?" Zhuang Jing said tentatively.

"Of course." Lin Yuqian said indifferently.

She took a gold ingot from her coat pocket and placed it on a coffee table made of sandalwood.

This is a standard official ingot of ten taels.

Ten taels of gold is not unusual, but what surprised Zhuang Jing was that this was an official ingot.

You must know that official ingots are used by the imperial court to pay military salaries, buy and sell in large quantities, and collect and store them in the national treasury, and they are rarely circulated among the people.

can take out official ingots, and they are gold ingots, either the royal family or the home of the ministers.

Zhuang Jing confirmed even more that the other party has a great background, and nine times out of ten it is related to the general altar of the Jiangzuo League.

She didn't show her face for a while, and said softly: "May I ask Lin Gongzi, do you need the little girl to perform singing and dancing or piano music for you?" ”

"I've heard the girl's piano music for a long time, so please play and sing a song 'Mountains and Flowing Water'."

"Okay, please appreciate it."

Zhuang Jing sat down in front of the guqin and began to play and chant.

And Lin Gongzi tasted wine and listened.

No one has a mystery.

……

Anyway, the acquaintance entered the small attic and told the maid Xiaoqing a few words.

Xiaoqing wanted to refuse on the grounds that there was a guest upstairs, but after thinking about it, Lin Gongzi was secretly introduced, and the guest did not know.

What if there is a special person?

I'd better ask Miss Coach for this matter first.