Jinghong Tower

Chapter 36 I can’t do it (please vote for me)

Zhong Yi recognized the young man in front of him. He was Lu Zhen, the eldest son of the Marquis of Wu'an, the treasure raised by Mrs. Li herself.

Lu Zhen picked up a handful of copper coins from the big basket and threw them out.

One of them flew in front of Zhong Yi and almost hit Zhong Yi's face. Zhong Yi stretched out his hand, grabbed the copper coin, opened his eyes and looked into Lu Zhen's cold eyes.

There was a smile on her lips, but the eyes she looked at him were as cold as knives.

Zhong Yi smiled and raised the copper coin in his hand: "Prince Lu, thank you!"

Lu Zhen turned around and left, and several of his followers ran after him.

"Who is that good-looking young man?" He Ran sat in front of the window and ate melon seeds. She could see the dispute between the two people's faces clearly.

One is Zhong Yi whom I met last time in Zhending Mansion, but I don’t recognize the other one.

But, it’s beautiful!
"That is the prince of Wu'anhou Mansion." Xiaoli said.

The great-grandmother chose her to serve the headmaster because she was not only smart but also had the ability to recognize people.

Anyone she met once would be able to recognize him at a glance the next time even if only his eyes were exposed.

What's more, Prince Lu is already eye-catching.

"Ha, this is the Crown Prince Wu'an, what a pity!"

He Ran regretted that such a beautiful little girl was her junior, and her ancestors couldn't tease her even if they wanted to.

Li Jinxiu walked in with a small bamboo tube in her hand. She took out a paper roll from the bamboo tube and handed it to He Ran respectfully.

"Master, this is what Xiaokui sent from Feige, Shunde Mansion."

He Ran unfolded the bamboo tube and raised the corner of his mouth: "This is the first business deal after the restart of Jinghong Tower, Jinxiu, the rest is up to you."

A few lines of words were written densely on the paper in small regular script:
The second son of Yan'an Bo died in infancy during the Hundred Days Banquet. Now someone wants to sell the secret. The certificate is an embroidered piece of swaddling clothes embroidered with the logo of Yan'an Bofu. The base price is 3000 taels, and the asking price is [-].

He Ran smiled and said: "For the first order after the restart, I told Yan'an Bofu to give him a [-]% discount."

Li Jinxiu hummed: "I'll let someone arrange it."

"What's new outside?" He Ran asked.

"Ha, Mr. He, what do you think is going on with Mr. He?" Xiaoli looked mysterious.

"Tell me about it." He Ran grabbed a handful of melon seeds and put them in front of Xiao Ba. Xiao Ba picked up the melon seeds and spit out two pieces of melon seed shells with a pop, even more skillfully than He Ran.

"Master He was kidnapped, and the He family's entourage reported it to the police. As a result, people from the Wucheng Army and Horses Division found him on Rouge Street. He had a bruised nose and swollen face, and injuries all over his body. You have to extort money for kidnapping, so that's called kidnapping, right? , he is not kidnapping, he is clearly jealous, so let him beat him up."

As soon as Xiaoli finished speaking, Xiaoba immediately responded: "If you don't abide by your husband's ethics, your beating will be in vain!"

At this time, Mr. He was covered in bruises, but there were no fractures or wounds. When he was examined for injuries, this was not even a minor injury. No, this could not be considered an injury. You are covered in bruises. Who knows if it is you. Fallen.

Mr. He had no place to complain, so he thought of the Wu'an Hou Mansion, but he was found on Rouge Street, and he was not stupid enough to publicize the matter.

In desperation, Mr. He had no choice but to lie down in the inn to recuperate. Unfortunately, the place where he lives now is not the same place where he used to stay when he came to the capital, so he was perfectly separated from the person sent by Yan to deliver the message.

He counted the days and it was time for Mr. Liu, the selected literary scholar, to return to Beijing. "Come, go to the Literary and Selection Department to see if Mr. Liu is back."

I have no choice but to come back. Now your face is swollen like a pig's head and you can't see anyone.

Chang Sui went to the Literary and Selection Department. Mr. Liu did come back, but he had a lot of official work at hand. People said that he could only spare some time today. After today, the local evaluation will be sent over. It would be too difficult to make an appointment again.

When Chang Sui came back and said, Mr. He was anxious, "No, I have to go today."

But his face was still swollen, especially his eyes, which were swollen to the point of a thread.

Changsui asked the inn's waiter to fetch a dozen boiled eggs, and spent some money to buy ice. After struggling for two or three hours, his eyes were swollen, but his face was green and purple, colorful and lively.

Master He looked in the mirror. The bronze mirror in the inn had not been polished for some days and was blurry, but he could still see the color on his face.

Mr. He gritted his teeth and fought hard for his future!
Chang Sui went out and bought a curtain hat commonly used by women. Master He put on the curtain hat, with the white gauze blowing on his face, he regained his confidence.

When he arrived at the Ministry of Personnel, the doorman did not stop him this time and let him in after passing the message.

You can wear a curtain hat outside, but it is outrageous to still wear a curtain hat when you enter the Yamen. When you come to the Yamen, you still cover your face. Are you going to commit an assassination or rob a prison?
Mr. He took off his curtain hat and saw that no one was looking over. He breathed a sigh of relief and walked towards the Department of Literature and Selection.

A voice came from behind: "Master Lao, please go this way, Mr. Ge is waiting for you."

Mr. He stopped for a moment, Mr. Lao?
There were not many people named Lao in the court, and he only knew one.

In the Ministry of Personnel, there is only one person who can be called the cabinet elder, and that is Mr. Wen, the cabinet elder and the official secretary of the Ministry of Personnel.

Officials from all over the country who came to Beijing to be personally summoned by Mr. Wen Ge were either from the third rank or above, or they would soon be from the third rank.

The surname is Lao, and it is possible that he will become a third-rank person. Apart from Lao Guanghuai, there is no other person in the court.

Mr. He's heart was beating wildly. What a coincidence that he met Lao Guanghuai in the Ministry of Officials.

Mr. He knew that Lao Guanghuai was coming to the capital after his term of office was over, but the journey was far away and he didn't know if Lao Guanghuai had already arrived in the capital.

Now it seems that all the previous guesses are correct. Lao Guanghuai has come to the capital and will be promoted.

Mr. He suddenly felt his two penises trembling, and the bruises on his body began to hurt again. Someone just said, "Sir, are you going to the Literature and Selection Department? The steps over there are broken and are being repaired. You Let’s go this way, you can get there too.”

Mr. He could only turn around. The speaker was startled when he saw his face. This man was really brave. He had the courage to come to Liubu Yamen even with a big painted face.

Mr. He saw a person.

Although more than ten years have passed, Mr. He still recognized his former father-in-law, Lao Guanghuai, at a glance.

But Lao Guanghuai didn't seem to recognize him. Also, even his mother would not be able to recognize his face now.

The person who led the way looked at him a few more times in surprise, then with a smile on his face, he led Lao Guanghuai to see Mr. Wen Ge.

Mr. He's heart felt cold, this is the warmth and coldness of human relationships.

He even had to go to great lengths to meet Wen Xuanlang, but when Lao Guanghuai came, the officials nodded and bowed to accompany him to see the elder, and even the minister passed by.

I knew it would happen today, back then.
(End of this chapter)