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Qian Gui and Ximen Qing sent King Jia Zhao Kai to the door, Tan Zhen had already circled countless circles in the courtyard, seeing Zhao Kai finally came out, he rushed to invite him.

King Jia Zhao Kai just said lightly: "I'm tired." Then he turned around and left, surrounded by seven or eight officials from the Huang family, and went out.

Tan Zhen was speechless, swallowed a mouthful of saliva and went back to the house angrily.

What happened in Qiangui's hut just now?

Qin Fei was also very depressed. Those who greeted him had no chance to talk to King Jia Zhao Kai. After finally sending him back, he wanted to say a few words to his adoptive father, but Qian Gui called Ximen Qing again. go in.

Qin Fei stomped his feet fiercely in front of the house. There was no point in waiting any longer, so he simply left the courtyard of the Imperial City Department, not knowing where to go to relax.

"You are really brave."

Qian Gui had a serious face, he no longer squinted his eyes and looked drowsy, but opened his eyes wide and looked at Ximen Qing who was sitting on the opposite chair: "I don't think you were so courageous when you were your age. "

"Your honor." Ximen Qing said with a smile: "The guarantee just now is not just empty talk, and the place where Xiaguan brews wine is indeed in Liangshan."

"But they are a group of grassroots bandits after all, and Chao Gai, the Heavenly King of Tuota, who led them has robbed the birthday card." Qian Gui lowered his face and said, "Sooner or later, this kind of people will attack, and it will be a trivial matter if you can't keep your head. It will hurt the emperor." Cheng Si implicated King Jia, so what should we do?"

"There is a right way to get ill-gotten wealth." Ximen Qing said in a low voice, "Doesn't your lord understand this truth?"

"Who is the birthday plan for? One hundred thousand! Isn't this the scope of the Imperial City Secretary's secret investigation?"

"So what?" Qian Gui's face brightened a little: "All these things are known to the officials."

Ximen Qing stared earnestly at Qian Gui's eyes, and said word by word: "If I make the decision, the next official will go and get the birthday outline for use by the Imperial City Secretary."

"Young man, you are more courageous than I thought." To Ximen Qing's surprise, the old fox Qian Gui didn't respond to his words. Instead, he leaned back with a calm expression. He said in a tone: "But in the officialdom, courage alone is not enough. You go down first."

Ximen Qing smiled slightly, got up to say goodbye, Qian Gui leaned on the chair, watched Ximen Qing walk out of the door, and then murmured to himself: "This courage is really amazing! To think of it to such a degree? The older you are, the less courageous you are?"

After thinking silently for a while, Qian Gui reached under the table and tugged on the copper wire. This mechanism was always connected to the copper bell outside the house. For Qian Gui's lazy personality, this is the best way to call people.

And the one who most often responded to the ringtone was his adopted son, Qin Fei.

For some reason, Qian Gui had a strong desire to chat with Qin Fei more about the future.

This kind of idea has never appeared before. In the Imperial City Division, Qian Gui and Qin Fei have always maintained superior and inferior positions, rather than foster father and son.

This is the rule Qian Gui set for Qin Fei.

However, it was not Qin Fei who responded to the bell today. When the bell rang for the third time, a police officer in black came in, bowed and said, "My lord, what are your orders?"

"Where is Commander Qin?" Qian Gui sat up straight, frowning slightly: "Isn't he just at the door?"

"Commander Qin left not long ago." The black-clothed inspector whispered, "My lord, do you want to find Commander Qin?"

Qian Gui leaned back on the chair, shook his head and said, "No need."

Since Qin Fei was not there, that strong thought disappeared immediately, and Qian Gui felt a strong sense of fatigue welling up. He waved his hand to make the black-clothed Chazi back down, and leaned over the desk with his eyes closed to rest his mind.

At the same time, in that big room, Tan Zhen was walking back and forth anxiously.

"Not affiliated to Taicha! Not affiliated to Taicha!" Tan Zhen chanted these four words in his mouth. The meaning and the real intention of the official to issue this order made Tan Zhen feel cold in his heart.

"Come on, prepare the sedan chair!" Tan Zhen stepped out of the door and ordered loudly, "No! Prepare the horse!"

At this moment, Tan Zhen decided to meet someone who could give him more information.

Liang Shicheng!

If anyone in Bianliang City has first-hand information, it must be Liang Shicheng!

"Tan Goudang stay safe and don't be impatient." Liang Shicheng looked at the anxious Tan Zhen in front of him, and said calmly: "The Imperial City Department is not under the Taicha, this should be a great thing for Tan Goudang, isn't it?"

"The Taiwei was joking." Tan Zhen's face was indeed a bit ugly: "This is naturally a good thing for the Secretary of the Imperial City, but the official issue of this order is for King Jia after all!"

"His Royal Highness doesn't even have a real job, so King Jia promoted the Secretary of the Imperial City! That's all right. With this order, the Secretary of the Imperial City will act more recklessly. Isn't it for King Jia?"

Liang Shicheng said with a chuckle, "It was not the official's idea at the beginning to not be in charge of Taicha, but it was proposed by King Jia."

"What!" Tan Zhen was slightly surprised: "But the officials also agreed, didn't they?"

"This is also a matter of course." Liang Shicheng glanced at Tan Zhen, smiled and said, "Since King Jia proposed it, the officials will naturally not refute his face."

"But you have to know that the Imperial City Division is not so easy to control. If a person is more anxious to get results, it is easier to make mistakes."

Tan Zhen immediately grasped the meaning: "Then what does Taiwei mean?"

"Since King Jia is in such a hurry, it is necessary to create opportunities, right?" Liang Shicheng asked with a smile, "Creating opportunities made him make mistakes."

"The lower official understands!" Tan Zhen suddenly realized: "The lower official is only the captain!"

"Hahahaha!" Liang Shicheng laughed and said, "I'm really looking forward to what King Jia can do!"

"Brother, I want to ask my senior brother to go to the teacher's house together." Wu Song walked side by side with Ximen Qing, and said, "I always thought that I was a disciple who was not good enough. Know how wrong I was."

Ximen Qing smiled and said, "Then go, do you want me to go with you?"

"This..." Wu Song thought for a while and said, "I'm afraid it's a bit abrupt without the teacher's permission. I'd better let Wu Song and senior brother go first."

"That's fine." Ximen Qing nodded: "But when you come back, you have to tell me the name of your teacher."

Wu Song nodded, and the two walked along Nanmen Street all the way to Tianshui Lane. Ximen Qing liked the feeling of wandering on the streets of Bianliang very much. To be honest, the prosperity of Bianliang was beyond his expectation.

The five high-rise buildings in Fengle Building not far away are still so eye-catching, Ximen Qing pointed away: "One day, I will let this Fengle Building belong to me, not only Fengle Building, but also the 36 main stores in Bianliang. Take them down too!"

"The matter of brewing rights?" Wu Song asked, "What's the arrangement, brother?"

Ximenqing smiled: "Just now, King Jia has personally agreed that my Ximen restaurant will soon become the No. 30 official restaurant with the right to brew wine!" "

Ximen Qing nodded and said, "Of course it's just that Ximen Restaurant doesn't sound upscale enough, how about Chuuxuelou?"

"Good name!" Wu Song's eyes lit up: "Big Brother's name is Chuuxue, and Chuuxuelou is perfect!"

"Then let Mr. Jiang find someone to make a plaque." Ximen Qing said with a smile: "Do you want me to write the plaque myself? It's very exciting!"

The two talked and laughed, turned a corner and walked towards East Cross Street

"The boss still doesn't want it." Jiang Jing, the fortune teller, was very happy to hear the good news about the wine brewing rights while he was busy, but when Ximen Qing said that he wanted to write the plaque by himself, he immediately turned his face down and said: "The name of Chuuxuelou is good, but According to the rules, a famous calligrapher should be invited to write it."

"Why doesn't the boss write the rules himself?" Ximen Qing scratched his head: "Isn't this just a good time to make my Fuxue style famous all over the world?"

Jiang Jing was speechless, he couldn't just say that Dong's handwriting was too ugly, so he kindly reminded: "Did the Dong family forget that the signboard of Qinghe County Herbal Medicine Shop is the master's calligraphy?"

"Ah! Ah!" Ximen Qing remembered that the words on the signboard looked like dogs crawling, coughed twice, cleared his throat and said, "Since it's against the rules, then do as you say."

The fortune teller Jiang Jing secretly wiped his sweat. My boss is good at everything, but sometimes he is too confident in his calligraphy. Fortunately, he reminded him in time, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

Anyway, if it was the kind of plaque with a blowing snow body hanging at the door, Jiang Jing himself would hesitate to come in for a drink.

"Then who are you going to invite to write?" Ximen Qing frowned and thought for a while: "Everyone is not familiar with Su Huangmi and Cai Si."

"Brother, why did you forget Xiao Rang, the master scholar?" Wu Song reminded, "It's surprising that Su, Huang, Mi and Cai's four fonts can be imitated so vividly!"

Ximen Qing shook his head and said, "If you don't want to pay back, go back to Liangshan to invite? Even if you have magical skills, it's troublesome enough. Besides, Xiao Rang is also a counterfeit Mr. Jiang. Are there any famous people in Bianliang City?"

"What does the owner mean by this copycat product? Could it be that Brother Xiao Rang is in the copycat?" Jiang Jing was a little confused by the word "copycat": "Everyone Su Huangmi and Cai Si are right, but they are still in the world today. Cai is the only one."

"Huh? Doesn't this Cai refer to Cai Xiang?" Ximen Qing blurted out and felt something was wrong. This Cai Xiang seemed to be older than Su Shi.

The fortune teller Jiang Jing said with a smile: "My master is joking, this Cai naturally refers to the current Grand Master Cai Jing."

Cai Jing?That high-ranking official is also a master of calligraphy?

As soon as he changed his mind, Ximenqing immediately remembered a plot in Water Margin, that is, the sage scholar Xiao Rang imitated Cai Jing's handwriting, but ended up using the wrong chapter, which deceived Song Jiang and Dai Zong.

Sure enough, Cai Jing was the last of the four.

"Cai Jinggui is the Grand Master, so could he also obtain calligraphy?"

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