Need for money

It was almost noon, Lin Jingzhi changed into clean clothes and went straight to Qianlixiang Restaurant.

Since meeting Zheng Jianqiu for the first time, Lin Jingzhi has made up his mind to use the prestige of the Zheng family to resist the plots of Tian Ji and others. The Lin family had some unpleasant quarrels with Zheng Jianqiu yesterday, but there was no room for turning around.

When he came to Qianlixiang, Lin Jingzhi went directly to the third floor. Yesterday he asked his servants to reserve a private room.

Since Shi Mo had lent the Chief Steward Pang Lu for the past two days, Lin Jingzhi was only accompanied by a few guards today. A young man in black came in.

Zheng Jianqiu looks sunny and handsome, and he likes to wear black clothes. If Lin Jingzhi was not worried that this person was secretly planning Tang Yuxiang's idea, he would have hoped to make friends with this person. Seeing that it was Zheng Jianqiu, Lin Jingzhi quickly stood up and cupped his hands A salute, "Young Master Zheng is indeed punctual, come, please sit down."

"Mr. Lin, you're being polite." Zheng Jianqiu saluted, and then sat down firmly. Because Xu Yong was beaten by a board yesterday, his skin was torn to pieces, so he had to change to a tall guard today.

This guard has a tough face and is more than two meters tall. The arms alone are thicker than the thighs of ordinary people, but they look fierce and attack fiercely. I am afraid they lack agility and flexibility.

"Mr. Zheng, you were assassinated a few days ago, but have you found the murderer?" Lin Jingzhi picked up the jug and filled a glass for Zheng Jianqiu himself, asking concerned.

After finishing speaking, he nodded to a guard. Seeing this, the guard hurried out of the private room and asked the waiter in the restaurant to serve food. However, after giving the order, he did not return to the private room, but hurried down the restaurant.

Zheng Jianqiu shook his head, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes, "Not yet, this group of dog officials, every year in the census of political achievements, one by one is better than the other, and now something has happened, but they can't find any clues. waste!"

As the eldest son of the Zheng family, Zheng Jianqiu encounters assassins almost every month, and lives in fear of death every day. It is also good to find one out and let him vent his anger.

The relationship of the big family in the backyard of the Zheng Mansion is far more chaotic and complicated than that of the Lin Mansion.

"Mr. Zheng calm down, the Skynet is well-connected and not leaking. I think it won't be long before we can find out the real culprit." Lin Jingzhi hastily persuaded him again.

Knowing this, Zheng Jianqiu couldn't blame the incompetence of the local officials. His opponent has always acted cautiously and cautiously, otherwise he would have been caught by himself. Thanks to the help of righteousness, I saved my life, I am very grateful, please accept the next gift."

After finishing speaking, Zheng Jianqiu stood up and bowed deeply to Lin Jingzhi.

Lin Jingzhi hurried forward two steps and helped Zheng Jianqiu up. To be honest, he really didn't like hearing Zheng Jianqiu mention Tang Yuxiang.

"Young Master Zheng, you don't have to be so polite, please hurry up."

At this time, Zheng Jianqiu looked serious and sincere, which changed Lin Jingzhi's attitude towards him by three points. It seemed that this Zheng Jianqiu was not just an idiot and incompetent.

"Mr. Lin's fourteenth high school candidate, this year, is he already 17 years old?" Zheng Jianqiu sat down again and asked with a smile.

"That's right, next year will be exactly seventeen."

"Haha, you and I are about the same age, so we should be called brothers. I am 19 years old this year, and I am two years older than you." Zheng Jianqiu said with a hearty smile.

Zheng Jianqiu smiled with a bit of pride, and Lin Jingzhi was eager to make friends with him, so he hurriedly cupped his hands and said, "Then I will call Mr. Zheng Big Brother Zheng from now on."

"Okay, then I'll call you Brother Lin Xian." After Zheng Jianqiu finished speaking, he raised his wine glass and said, "Come on, cheers!"

"Cheers!" Although Lin Jingzhi doesn't like drinking baijiu, he still managed to drink it up in one gulp. The alcohol content in this era is not very high, and it also has a sour taste, which is really not good.

"The sun shines on the censer and smokes purple smoke. Looking at the waterfall hanging from the Qianchuan River in the distance, it flies straight down three thousand feet. It is suspected that the Milky Way falls nine days! My dear brother, although my brother is a martial artist and doesn't like to dance with words, but the poem you wrote sounds like It's extremely refreshing." Zheng Jianqiu opened his mouth, and actually read Lin Jing's plagiarized poems from the ancients a few days ago, and praised them greatly.

Lin Jingzhi was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled wryly. With his little ability, how could he compose such a good poem.

"However, Brother Xian doesn't seem to have given this poem a name yet." Zheng Jianqiu drank another glass of water and wine, and asked suspiciously.

This poem was originally written by the poet Li Bai in Lushan Mountain, and it was named "Wanglushan Waterfall". Lin Jingzhi couldn't think of a better name. Hearing this, his heart tightened, and he pretended to be uncomfortable and replied: "Brother Zheng, younger brother 14 When I was young, I made a poisonous oath that I would never recite poems again in this life, but the last time I felt it, writing these four lines of poems has already broken the oath, how can I think of any more poem titles.”

When Lin Jingzhi was 14 years old, he passed the Juren examination, and because his parents died and he couldn't see him for the last time, he swore a poisonous oath. It has long been widely circulated. Zheng Jianqiu has also heard of it. It was a great pity, but he still gave up the idea of ​​letting Lin Jingzhi name him, and persuaded him: "My dear brother, your filial piety is appreciated by everyone, but the deceased is already dead, and you need to look at it more carefully."

Lin Jingzhi nodded, put away his discomfort, and replied: "Brother Zheng said, come on, you and I have another drink!"

Seeing that Lin Jingzhi, who was thin and fair-skinned, was not a sour scholar who was full of words, Zheng Jianqiu's affection for him increased greatly, and he picked up the wine glass in response, and drank it clean.

Zheng Jianqiu had a great time drinking here, but he didn't know that the Lin family had released rumors in order to take advantage of the situation, so that many famous people with status knew that he and the head of the Lin family were drinking Qianlixiang, and one of them heard the news and sat down. In the hall, he frowned tightly, and when he heard his subordinates say that the Lin family had friendship with the Zheng family, Wang Meng felt a headache. The second is General Xuanwei Zheng Sheng.

There was a servant kneeling in the middle of the hall. Seeing that the master didn't speak, but frowned deeply, he quickly lowered his head, not daring to take a breath.

"Did you see with your own eyes that Lin Jingzhi and the eldest son of Zheng's mansion entered Qianlixiang Restaurant?" After thinking for a long time, Wang Meng asked softly.

The servant hurriedly bowed down, and replied respectfully: "Although the villain doesn't know if they entered the restaurant together, after hearing the news, he hurriedly went to Qian Lixiang to check and went up to the third floor. The villain saw with his own eyes the two sitting in a private room drinking and eating."

"Then there is really a friendship between the Lin family and the Zheng family?" Wang Meng's face was a little ugly.

The servant thought for a while before replying: "My lord, do you still remember the incident that Mr. Zheng was attacked outside the city a few days ago?"

"Nonsense!" Wang Meng is the city guard of Luocheng, how could he not know about this matter, in order to catch the murderer and give an explanation to the Zheng family, he was so tired that he couldn't even sleep well these days.

"Small man... I feel that the friendship between the Lin family and the Zheng family is probably related to this matter..."

Wang Meng, who was still rubbing his forehead, was startled when he heard the words, and stood up abruptly. Could it be that the person who rescued Zheng Jianqiu that day came from the Lin family?