Uncle Guo, your heart thief has been promoted again

Chapter 232 Blending
Jiang Baoyu followed Nangong Lin out of the inner courtyard and sat down in the outer hall of the yamen.

Nangong Lin personally took out the list of refugees and the palindrome, and handed it to Jiang Baoyu, but said calmly: "I heard that you went to Duzhisi? I think you already know that the emperor will be raised in the palace for the gods." Did the refugees from the Jiyuan hold a banquet for thousands of elders?"

When Nangong Lin said this, he deliberately observed Jiang Baoyu's expression, and seeing that she was not surprised, he continued: "Zhao Ganming is an old fox, and it is not unusual to want to get money from him.

Nowadays, the palace requires refugees to perform arts, and colorful clothes are more important than winter clothes. If Jiang Dianyi is really in trouble, it is better to let the deacon think of a way. "

"puff--"

Jiang Baoyu pulled his lips, and while putting away the palindrome and the list, he said with a smile: "If the lower official told my lord that the lower official not only knew about the banquet of the thousand elders, but was the one who started it, would my lord think that the lower official was joking?"

While speaking, she took out three receipts from her sleeve pocket and handed them to Nan Gonglin. One said that the colored clothes had been received, the other said that the chestnut rice had been received, and the third said that the money for making the winter clothes had been received.

Nangong Lin's eyes were startled. After all, the black and white words on it were clear at a glance. It was indeed written by Zhao Qianming himself and painted by Jiang Baoyu.

"So, you asked for money from Zhao Qianming?"

"No!"

Jiang Baoyu shook his index finger at Nangong Lin, and said a little proudly: "I didn't ask for a dime, and I have already agreed with him that all the above things will be paid by me alone."

"Are you going out alone?"

Nangong Lin was a little speechless, but thinking of Jiang Baoyu's behavior when he came here this morning, and felt that this was something she could do, he couldn't help but scorned her, and couldn't help laughing: "Could it be that this is what Jiang Dianyi swore this morning?" What did you say to solve it by yourself?"

Jiang Baoyu knew that he would have such a reaction, so he didn't care about his attitude, just continued to smile and said: "Of course not, I, Jiang Baoyu, never trade at a loss.

But originally I wanted to wait and see for a while, to see if you are worth my help, but for the sake of your kindness to Erya, I will help you this time. "

Nangong Lin was confused by Jiang Baoyu's words, and couldn't help frowning: "What do you mean?"

Jiang Baoyu was inconvenient to say so at the moment, so he just waved at Nangong Lin, beckoning him to come closer.

But Nangong Lin didn't like this kind of whispering and refused to approach, so Jiang Baoyu had to get up and whispered his strategy in his ear.

The orchid breath spit out from the girl's mouth made Nangong Lin's ears itch, and she was even more surprised how could there be such a casual woman, let alone a woman who came out of the palace?

But fortunately, he was full of concentration, and quickly stabilized his mind to listen to Jiang Baoyu's speech.

"Are you really going to do this at the Banquet of the Thousand Elders?"

Jiang Baoyu nodded with him, his gaze was firm and unquestionable.

But Nangong Lin hesitated.

"No, it's too risky to do so. If the emperor gets angry and blames it, you can't get rid of it."

"Your Excellency is afraid that you will lose your black hat?"

Jiang Baoyu was joking with Nangong Lin, but he took it seriously.

"If you can't create a comfortable and pure land for those homeless, what's the use of this official?"

Nangong Lin seldom talked about his own thoughts in front of outsiders. He didn't want to be provoked by Jiang Baoyu's words. Come in, is it worth it?"

As he spoke, he suddenly looked at Jiang Baoyu very seriously, and continued to ask: "You can stand by and watch those refugees like everyone else, can't you?"

The atmosphere suddenly became solemn, which made Jiang Baoyu very uncomfortable.

She especially disliked this kind of serious atmosphere, as if she was about to risk her life at once, it made people get goosebumps all over her body.

Why can't you lift the weight as if it were light, lift up the seemingly serious things, and put them down gently?
But since Nangong Lin likes this, she is also willing to be serious with him for the sake of his good looks.

"I'm not a shadow, why should I look like someone else? I am me, the only one——Jiang Baoyu, the number one rich man in God's Capital."

After she finished speaking, she put on a cool pose just like before entering the palace.

Nangong Lin: "..."

She's clearly talking about something serious, but why does she always feel like she's joking?
Soon, Jiang Baoyu also felt that he was a little bit broken, he sat back busy and solemn, coughed a few times and said: "Anyway, I have a way to get out of my body, so you can tell me whether you want to do it or not?"

Nangong Lin hesitated for a moment, then nodded firmly and said, "I will do it!"

"What are you doing? Add me?"

Yin Shiyu didn't know when he appeared, and just happened to show a big face on top of the two of them, which made them both turn their heads in fright, and Nangong Lin almost patted him with an inkstone.

Seeing it was him, he put down the inkstone in his hand and said coldly: "My lord is doing things, children without official positions should not meddle blindly."

"I--"

Yin Shiyu was not convinced, and was about to argue with reason, but Jiang Baoyu raised his eyebrows at him.

"It's ok, there are so many people, so there's something for you to do."

Jiang Baoyu said, leaning on the chair suddenly and lazily said: "I heard that you are very active in the dandy circle of Shendu, and you asked me a lot about my affairs last night."

Embarrassed by what she said, Yin Shiyu blushed and said, "Sir, don't expose people's faults. Is it because I don't know as well as you? I don't need to see and humiliate me once, do I?"

"No la."

Jiang Baoyu waved his hands with a smile, and suddenly said seriously: "I mean it's an advantage that you know a lot of people. Within a day, I want to let everyone in the entire Shendu know that this feast of thousands of old people has made great efforts. Director Zhao even wants to personally donate the colorful clothes that the refugees want to perform. Can you do it?"

"What's so hard about this?"

Yin Shiyu patted his chest, but quickly asked in puzzlement: "But why do we help that bastard surnamed Zhao to promote? It's too late to beat him up."

Yin Shiyu said, and looked at Nangong Lin for help, but Nangong Lin gave him a supercilious look.

"If you are told to do it, do it quickly, and then ask to quit!"

"Okay, okay! Leave it to me, let's do it!"

Yin Shiyu said, and quickly moved himself out under Nangong Lin's death eyes.

Jiang Baoyu, who was watching, sat on the side and pulled his lips, jokingly said: "No wonder Master Yin sent him to you, it is completely under your control."

Nangong Lin looked back, and even said in a slightly doting tone: "He is not bad, but he is still young and has a bit of a naughty temper."

Jiang Baoyu was not in the mood to continue to understand Yin Shiyu, but suddenly stood up, looked at the refugees outside and said, "Let's go, since we want to perform for the emperor, we must pick some that can be sold, and start rehearsing."

(End of this chapter)