Imperial County Magistrate

Listening to Zhao Kang's casual remarks, Huang Batian said stupidly: "Master, how long has it been? If there is still someone here who can recognize you, wouldn't you be scared to death?"

"That's what it says." Zhao Kang also laughed.

Looking around, I found that most of the pedestrians on the road were gorgeously dressed, and some even wore the smooth silk and satin of the Great Yuan Kingdom today, and there were quite a few of them.

Compared with those ten sin cities, this Eastern Dragon City Economic and Strategy Department should be a rich area.

At this time, Gao Chong came close to Zhao Kang, stretched out his hand and pointed in the direction and whispered: "Master, look at these pedestrians holding gift boxes in their hands and walking towards that way. Could there be something going on?"

"Ask someone."

Zhao Kang took a few steps forward and grabbed a rich middle-aged man: "Brother, what are you doing here?"

The fat man turned around, with an obviously displeased look on his face, but he probably saw that there were many people around Zhao Kang, so he spoke patiently, and his tone was not very good.

"Are you stupid? Today is the special day for Mr. Zhang from the Economic and Strategy Department, so of course we are rushing to give him gifts!"

Zhao Kang started telling lies right away and slapped his forehead: "Look at my memory, I forgot about it. Let's go together, brother."

The fat man looked Zhao Kang up and down and sneered: "Then why don't you go back quickly to prepare gifts?"

Zhao Kang casually took out two large yellow croakers, which were left by Wu Xueqing for Gao Chong and other Yuanjiang survivors. Now they were brought over, and he took two of them.

"It's too late to prepare gifts, so I can only give some tacky gold and silver."

Seeing him taking action so boldly, the fat man was startled and smiled quickly: "Oh, Master, you really can't be judged by appearance. I was rude just now, don't blame me."

"Where are you talking? Come on, brother, let's go together to congratulate Mr. Zhang."

He grabbed the fat man and rushed to the so-called Economic Strategy Department together. After arriving at the location, Zhao Kang realized that Zhang Mingyuan's descendants were really rude.

He took over the entire palace of the Eastern Royal Family as his own, and truly became the emperor of the earth.

In particular, the entrance and exit gates now have handles of officers and soldiers from the Department of Economic Affairs, and people from the Department of Economic Affairs are now inspecting the gifts of those who came to give them in front of the palace gate.

Seeing someone leaving after giving gifts, Zhao Kang couldn't help but wonder: "Why did those people leave?"

The fat man exclaimed: "Does this need to be said? It must be that the gifts given are too few. That's why even the manager can't get in."

Li Nuoti muttered: "The gift is light, why don't you let me eat?"

The fat man clicked his tongue and looked confused: "You four are not locals from Dragon City, right?"

Zhao Kang hurriedly said: "We are from the Tenth Sin City. This is our first time in Dragon City. We heard that Mr. Zhang is getting married before."

"So it is."

The doubts disappeared from the fat man's face, and then he sighed: "The Zhang family of the Department of Economic Affairs, we are the masters of this world. If you want to have a wedding wine with the Zhang family, you must prepare generous gifts."

"Being able to enter the Zhang family is a source of capital to chat with others over a drink!"

Zhao Kang smiled and nodded: "Brother is right."

After queuing for an hour, it was Zhao Kang's turn. Looking at the two large yellow croakers that Zhao Kang placed on the table, the old man with a rare smile on his face suddenly smiled like a chrysanthemum and weighed them with his hands. Zhao Kang's generous gift was bitten with his teeth again!

He nodded repeatedly: "[-]%, it's a rare thing. Not bad, what's your name?"

"Just call me Ba Ba, we came together." Zhao Kang said.The old man picked up the pen to record and said loudly: "Master Baba is sending you a gift, congratulations to the young master on your wedding, and welcome the distinguished guests!"

This sound made the people in line behind them extremely envious, and they all looked at Zhao Kang and his group. Several servants came to the gate and greeted Zhao Kang and his group respectfully.

Following his servants into the Economic Strategy Department, Zhao Kang saw many soldiers patrolling along the way, and many people were already seated in the distance.

The sound of gongs and drums made by the drums and drums was particularly lively and festive.

Zhao Kang and others were led to an empty table and sat down. As soon as the servants left, someone came to get close to them. According to their idea, the people who could enter this place to eat were all rich or noble people. There was always something to be gained by making acquaintances. Benefits.

Zhao Kang naturally refused to accept anyone who came, and he was very happy to chat with everyone. Then he asked about the person who was getting married today and who was now in charge of the Economic Strategy Department.

Got a lot of information.

More than an hour later, when Huang Batian was muttering why the food hadn't been served yet, a man in a bright red robe walked from a distance.

He was about forty years old, with a goatee and a smile on his face. When he appeared, all the guests stood up to greet him.

The current head of the Eastern Region Economic and Strategy Department is Zhang Tao.

Zhao Kang was smiling broadly. In terms of seniority, the current local emperor of the Eastern Region should be Zhang Mingyuan's great-grandson.

Zhang Tao came to the center of the square with a glowing face. On his son's big day, he also put down his arrogance and said, "Thank you all for coming to congratulate my son today."

There were a lot of flattery sounds, and Mr. Zhang felt very comfortable when he was photographed, and those who were brave shouted for the newcomer to come out and meet him.

Zhang Tao waved his hand and smiled: "Here you go."

Following several loud shouts from the emcee, a couple wearing red wedding robes walked out of the main hall in front.

It's just that the groom didn't seem to be in high spirits. He looked a little drowsy, and his eyelids were black and blue, and his steps seemed a little frivolous, which was obviously due to excessive indulgence.

Zhao Kang had just found out that the groom's official name was Zhang Jieyu, and he was Zhang Tao's only son. In the Eastern Region, he was basically Zhang Tao's eldest son and his second son.

As long as Zhang Jieyu likes something, people will line up to bring it to him.

The newcomer showed up, and the guests were showered with flattery.

Looking at the bride whose face was covered by the red hijab, Gao Chong muttered: "This bride has a really good figure."

Someone next to me said in a lewd manner: "What do you think? This is our number one dancer in Dragon City. How can she be so healthy?"

Zhao Kang looked at the man with a narrow-minded look on his face and said with a smile: "Young Master, a dignified minister, marrying a dancing girl in such a big way?"

"Brother, aren't you young now? Do you think they are really here to get married? They are just trying to get us to give gifts in a different way. This woman was chosen by the emissary for his son."

The other party's face had already seen through the expression: "Not to mention this young man, when will the manager not marry a third or fifth wife? At their current level, if they really want women, just say a lot of girls and they will take off their clothes. The legs are waiting for them, and they are just using this to make money."

"That's the reason."

Zhao Kang looked at the sky, and then showed a strange smile, watching the newcomers thanking each other in the distance and walking towards them, when the two sides passed by.

A burst of true energy quickly shot out from Zhao Kang's fingertips, lifting the bride's red hijab. (End of chapter)