Power to the government and the public: Qian engaged in business in ancient times

Chapter 63 Useless
A gleam flashed across Tang Wu's eyes, and he lamented, "Hey, even if I'm on your side, you only have one vote, and Zhang Hua is definitely not on your side. Can you ask Lin Yantong if he agrees?"

"That's right, Jiang Huai, you must finish the rest of the wine. Once a gentleman says something, it's hard to follow. You don't want to be a villain, do you?"

Zhang Hua had an excited expression of wanting to see you make a fool of himself, and his handsome and sunny face was full of gloating.

Lin Yan smiled warmly, looking at the other side drinking tea quietly, Wen Qian said nothing, with a hint of calculation in the corner of his mouth: "Jianghuai, you can ask someone other than the gambling game to help you drink, so it is not a violation of the rules!"

"Huh?" Jiang Huai's eyes paused: "You mean Wen Gan?"

Lin Yan picked up the tea on the table and took a sip: "I'm just suggesting, after all, you lost the bet because of him."

Just as Jiang Huai was about to veto, he just opened his mouth when he received Wen Qian's killing gaze.

Wen Qian was listening to the gossip of the two men on the table next to her, when she suddenly heard Jiang Huai and Lin Yan mentioning herself, she turned her head and asked, "Jiang Huai, what bet did you bet with them?"

Jiang Huai shook his head and smiled wryly: "After the four of us were eliminated from the Shixuan Building, we saw you standing on the third floor with the other five young masters.

So I bet on whether you can become No. 1. I saw that one of them was actually Li Mo, the magistrate of Li County in Anle Town, and he was the number one scholar who was famous all over the world four years ago.

So I took the initiative to make a bet with Lin Yan and the others that the No. 1 in this year's poetry meeting will be Li County Magistrate, who knows that I pressed the wrong treasure, regretting not believing in the strength of the elder brother! "

After finishing speaking, Jiang Huai turned his grief into strength, picked up the wine jar on the table and was about to pour wine into the porcelain bowl, but Wen Qian pressed the mouth of the jar, and said lightly, "Can I do it for you?"

"This..." Jiang Huai hesitated, he wondered if Agan would drink?
"Do it for you?" Zhang Hua's gloating face froze, he looked at Tang Wu, who was hanging up high, and looked at Lin Yan again: "Do you agree?"

"Wen Xiucai, do you know how to drink? Don't be brave, this is sorghum wine, it's easy to get drunk!" Lin Yan expressed the worries that everyone had forgotten with a face of disapproval.

What do you mean?
Didn't you induce me to say this idea?Why did you start to persuade Ah Gan to stop drinking?

Jiang Huai looked at Lin Yan in confusion, and met his calm but not gentle eyes.

"Lin Juren." Wen Qian's voice was low, neither light nor heavy, neither light nor cold: "You are contradicting what you said, it's not that you said that you can ask Jianghuai to find someone to help drink the rest of the wine, except me here, Who else can help him drink?"

With Wen Qian's explanation, Jiang Huai immediately understood that what Lin Yan said before and after was contradictory.

At the same time, Zhang Hua and Tang Wu also reacted. They couldn't understand how Lin Yan, who was always smart and wise, came up with such contradictory proposals. They looked at Lin Yan cautiously.

Sensing the strange gazes of the crowd, Lin Yan knew that his calculations were in vain, and smiled slightly: "It's not that I saw that Jiang Huai really didn't want to drink, and felt compassion for a while, and Fang wanted Wen Xiucai to replace him, but I never saw Jiang Huai. Wen Xiu only drank, I didn't think carefully, I drank this wine."

Wen Qian smiled and said: "Hehe, Lin Juren also cares about Jianghuai, how can I live up to your good intentions, I will share half of the wine with you."

Those who have made mistakes should drink the rest of Jianghuai's wine with me!
Although it is not clear what Lin Yan is planning on her, he can be sure that the remaining wine should not be poisonous, otherwise he would not have the guts to propose a strategy of drinking by himself.

Wen Qian's eyes blew directly towards Lin Yan with a meaningful smile, grabbed the wine jar in Jiang Huai's hand, poured a flat bowl of wine for Lin Yan, then poured another bowl for himself, and said, "Lin Juren, please!"

"Okay." Lin Yan smiled and picked up the porcelain bowl on the table. When he raised his head, a hint of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

He finally came up with a plan to get Jianghuai drunk, and used it to dig a hole for Wen Gan. It's a pity that he ruined his plan.

Wen Qian saw that Lin Yan drank the wine in the bowl, took the porcelain bowl in front of the table, and sipped it, giving people a pleasing aesthetic feeling.

Seeing that the matter had come to this point, Lin Yan suppressed the anger in his heart, knowing that it would be useless to get angry again.

Seeing that the wine in Wen Qian's bowl had bottomed out, she immediately continued to drink the second bowl with a smile, and at the same time filled herself with wine, and soon half of the jar of wine was completely drunk.

Wen Qian saluted several people calmly and dragged Jiang Huai away from the Chen residence.

Along the way, Wen Qian listened to Jiang Huai talking about the operation of the sugarcane business, and then said that the princess Chu Anning was not staying in the palace, so why did she go to the poetry meeting?
Then Jianghuai mentioned that a month later it will be the coronation ceremony of the son of Chu and Qin in the Prince's Mansion of Anyang.

"Wait, you said that the son of Prince Anyang's name is Chu Qin?" After a slight pause in Wen Qian's footsteps, a trace of surprise appeared on her indifferent face, and she continued to walk forward.

"Well, the prince of Chu and Qin is not only talented in both civil and military affairs, but also noble in appearance and handsome. The most important thing is that he also has a heart of benevolence. Every year, he inspects the various counties and towns in the fiefdom of Siyang City, and is deeply loved by the people."

Jiang Huai's look of envy and admiration made Wen Qian's heart sink.

Thinking of that otherworldly Li Mo, I am afraid that he was the county magistrate in Anle Town in Xuancheng, and it was not the experience that was forced by the ministers in the rumors, or that the new emperor Chutian was afraid of this Anyang Palace, and he was afraid of being with the crowd. The minister performed a play.

He also heard Jiang Huai say: "Our Xuancheng is the closest city to Siyang City. It takes more than 20 days to go to Siyang City at a fast pace. The fifteenth day of next month will be..., oops!"

Wen Qian was thinking about Li Mo's true identity, when she was startled by Jiang Huai's sudden exclamation, and frowned in displeasure.

"What are you doing?"

Hearing the coldness in Wen Qian's tone, Jiang Huai knew that he is a person who pays attention to rules, and immediately said cautiously: "Brother, you forgot, the [-]th day of next month will also be your coronation ceremony."

Wen Qian looked at Jiang Huai in disbelief: "You mean I will be 20 years old on the fifteenth day of next month?"

Jiang Huai nodded lightly, and then looked at Wen Qian cautiously: "Brother, have you ever sighed that you were born in the same year, the same month, and the same day as Prince Anyang, and you are also a handsome and handsome young man, but your birth is so different! "

"You also said that it was in the past. I didn't feel that I was inferior to that Chu Shizi in the shortcoming of birth."

After Wen Qian finished speaking, she patted Jiang Huai on the shoulder, and said coldly in a very light voice: "Believe it or not, one day, I will skyrocket to [-] miles and become famous all over the world."

Jiang Huai didn't hear it very clearly, and looked at the majestic Wen Qian: "Brother, what did you say?"

"I said, it's getting late. Let's go back to each house and find each other..." Before Mom could say the word, Wen Qian stopped the car in time. The original owner is a person who pays attention to rules, and he can't The persona collapsed.

"Everyone has their own things to do, let's say goodbye!"

After Wen Qian bid farewell to Jianghuai, she went to the small courtyard in the town and sent the book "A Lady Is a Little Sweet" to Zhu Wengui's book store for consignment.

As soon as she entered the bookstore, she was surrounded enthusiastically by the group of scholars.

Just when Wen Qian didn't know how to respond, Zhu Wengui stepped forward and drove everyone to an empty room in the backyard of the book shop, telling them to be calm.

After returning, Zhu Wengui held two contracts in his hand, and Wen Qian calmly took over and took a look.

Only then did I find out that the original owner was very business-minded, and not only signed a contract with Zhu Wengui for a book, but also had a clear one and nine split accounts.

The production of new books was also arranged for free for those who wanted to read but could not afford the scripts, but each person had to copy ten scripts for the original owner, and at the same time, there was a wage of [-] yuan for each script.

The two parties also signed a contract. If the contract is violated, or if the book is sold in other bookstores, everyone who copied the book will be punished together and compensate for the loss.

First of all, the literary compensation for plagiarizing the works of the scholar, then the compensation for the value of the script itself, and then the economic compensation.

The last thing is the benefit compensation brought by Huabenzi, as well as the interests of Zhu Wengui, the owner of the book shop, plus the reputation compensation for the damage to the reputation of the book shop.

While Wen Qian lamented the original owner's wisdom, she also had to rejoice that once a scholar gained fame and status, he would have privileges like a fish jumping over a dragon's gate.

Wen Qian, who was useless, followed the original owner's style of doing things, and quickly signed a new contract with Zhu Wengui, the owner of the bookstore, and signed contracts with more than [-] book fans, and left in a little embarrassment.

(End of this chapter)