fake prince

Chapter 135

When Su Ziji came in, a customer in the corner shouted at the waiter: "Give me another pot of green bamboo wine!"

Take a closer look, who is it not Jia Yuan?

"Here's ready for you!" The clerk replied, and when he turned his face, he saw Su Ziji, and laughed again: "Oh, guest officer, it's raining outside, please come in!"

About to find a seat for Su Ziji, Su Ziji pointed directly at an empty table next to Jia Yuan: "There seems to be an empty table?"

"There is this table."

"That's it. I might have someone coming later. First serve me a pot of your signature wine, and then bring me some dishes."

With that said, Su Ziji went over.

The environment of the tavern is naturally noisy, even if dozens of people speak in a low voice, it is still buzzing.

The rainy weather did not delay the business here, except for one or two empty tables occasionally, they were basically filled with people in twos and threes.

This kind of place has the same advantage, that is, it is relatively easy to hear some news.

Su Ziji glanced at the man in dark brown satin clothes and sat down, drinking tea slowly, looking around.

Until the waiter served Su Ziji the food and warmed the wine, Jia Yuan, who was in his forties on the opposite side, looked sad, and was still drinking the wine one after another, without even touching the dishes in front of him.

Su Ziji did not go over immediately, but listened to the conversation of several people at a table not far away.

Their voices were not loud. To Su Ziji, it was just a whisper in his ears, and only one of them said: "Have you heard? The heavy rain in Nanba County turned into a flood, and people died."

"Really? If that's the case, why can't we hear any news here? This Nanba County is not far from us, right?"

"I'm afraid it was stopped by the higher-ups. It's not that I have relatives there, and I'm afraid I won't know about it. I heard that even the yamen was flooded, and the old man ran away with his wife and children..."

This must be nonsense. Fleeing in a flood is similar to losing land, and the county magistrate has to bear heavy responsibility.

"Is there anything wrong with us here? It has been raining for eight or nine days, which day will we see sunshine? If it continues like this, will Jiangba be okay?"

"Hush! Don't talk nonsense about this matter. You two are here to say these things, and you are not afraid of being overheard and causing trouble."

"Oh, that's what you said, don't say it, don't say it, eat the vegetables, eat the vegetables!"

Su Ziji couldn't help but smile wryly when he heard this.

Even ordinary people feel uneasy. If the flood can't be cured, it may not be peaceful here. They can't help but think to themselves: "I don't know if this year's flood has anything to do with monsters."

At this moment, following the voice of the buddy, someone came in again.

The man put away the umbrella, said a few words to the buddy, and came over. It was the wild Taoist.

"They didn't follow?" Su Ziji asked casually when he saw Ye Daoist sitting across from him.

In fact, you don't need to ask. The wild Taoist thought of a way to temporarily lure the people who followed Su Ziji away.

"Don't worry, I'm sure you won't find it." Ye Daoist said, his eyes fell on Jia Yuan opposite him, although it was not the first time he saw it, it still made him sigh inwardly: "Look at Jia Yuan, it's a good look, what a pity."

After sighing, he didn't speak immediately, took out a small oilcloth bag from his arms, put it on the table, and opened it to find a few rolls of paper inside.

"...My lord, this is what you want." The wild Taoist pushed them towards Su Ziji.

Su Ziji knew that this should be the evidence found by the wild Taoist, so he didn't ask first, but opened these rolls of paper, and looked at them one by one, with a hint of admiration on his face.

"Actually, Jia Yuan and Huang Liangping are still relatives, first cousins."

"The Jia family was originally a single lineage, with fields and land. On the contrary, although Huang Liangping has a large number of people, he is not considered wealthy. He is a middle-aged family!"

"Jia Yuan and Huang Liangping have both passed the government examination and are scholars."

"20 years ago, all of a sudden, Jia's family was attacked by bandits. At that time, Jia Yuan's parents and wife were burned to death in the ancestral house. The wife was still pregnant. Three of them died."

"Not only that, the county magistrate also asked Jia Yuan why he was involved with the gangsters. Jia Yuan was in pain and sold his ancestral land to Huang Liangping, and went to do business."

"After careful investigation, I realized that everything was done by Huang Liangping, in order to fight for a piece of land from Jia's family."

"I looked at this piece of land, and it does have some tricks, but it's not a deliberate enlightenment, but the Jia family bought it by chance. As a businessman, he can become the richest man in the province, as an official, he can produce a third-rank, and it can last for three generations. The only one The only flaw is the lack of offspring."

"Thank you." Su Ziji still believed in the opinions of professionals, thinking that it was no wonder that the prefect Huang Liangping chose Jia's Fengshui treasure to seize it, and it was not easy to investigate it so carefully, so he said immediately: "I used to work with He talks."

With that said, he wrapped the oilcloth bag and was about to stand up and go over.

"My lord, it's inappropriate for you to go now that you have status." Ye Daoist glanced at the next table: "It's even worse if you get involved deeply, I'll just go there."

As he spoke, he went over and said, "It's no fun drinking here alone, Xiongtai, why don't you have a drink with me?"

Jia Yuan glanced at Ye Taoist, Ye Taoist shook his head secretly, and looked closer, this man looked more and more bitter, it should be a face full of descendants and riches, and it was cut off by a few extra lines.

And this texture is related to experience.

Jia Yuan is a person who has gone to county school and is a sea merchant. He felt that the person in front of him could not distinguish between noble and inferior, and he was slightly surprised. He didn't know what this stranger meant. He wanted to refuse at first, but suddenly his heart moved and he agreed. : "Then bother."

Ye Daoist called the waiter and put the two tables of dishes together. Su Ziji had already gone to another place, and there was only Ye Daoist and Jia Yuan at this table.

There is no need to persuade the wild Taoist, this person's eyes are blurred, and he has already revealed his identity.

"So, Jia Xiong is doing the sea silk business? This is a profitable business. Judging from Jia Xiong's clothes, the business should be booming. Why are you alone drinking in this small tavern?" Ye Daoist asked knowingly.

Jia Yuan was not surprised by the question of the wild Taoist. Maritime trade is supposed to make money. Although it is risky, the profit is extremely considerable, so it is not surprising.

He just sighed: "It's not caused by the heirs. To be honest, I'm almost at the age of knowing my destiny. My previous wife passed away, and my second wife died of illness a few years ago. I married a second concubine. They are all from a good family. It looks good, but after so many years, let alone a son, there is not even a daughter!"

The more Jia Yuan said, the more unpleasant it became: "Even in these years, I have earned some family wealth, but if I have no heirs, after a hundred years, wouldn't it be cheaper for others? How can I face my ancestors when I go to Jiuquan? Can you not worry?"

Thinking of the sad part, not caring about the unfamiliarity of the person speaking, he sighed again and again: "My original wife went there with her body back then, it would be great if I could be born."

Saying that, the imposing seven-foot man wiped his tears away.

The wild Taoist saw it and was amazed. This kind of thing should not be said casually, but when the young master sat nearby, he seemed to be the relative and best friend of the other party, and said everything.

The wild Taoist has also thought about it these days. There are several spells that can achieve similar effects, but it is not so easy.

"Is this the blessing of the nobleman?"

(End of this chapter)