Chapter 798 Statement
When Jiang Qingzhi came back, the scholars in the capital were silent for a long time, and no one said a word.
In autumn, the forest is dyed with colors, the leaves are flying, and the vast sky sends something... You can enjoy it in a high building.
Autumn is a great time to have a party.
In later generations, parties were filled with wine and meat, and models were invited to liven up the atmosphere. A group of guys who thought they were the best of the best would have a blast and enjoy themselves.
Parties in the Ming Dynasty had to have a name, such as celebrating the birth of a litter of piglets by my sow, or the raising of the beam of my new house... but most of them were poetry gatherings.
Poetry reading sounds like an elegant activity.
If you have nothing to do, go to the poetry club and walk a few steps. Not only can you eat, drink and have fun, but you can also listen to music and poetry. If you drink too much, Li Bai and Su Xian will suddenly come up with a famous poem.
Then you will be rich.
No bathing today.
Zhu Xizhong held a poetry reading at home, the theme of which was to celebrate the great victory.
The old dandy is a very versatile person with a wide range of friends. The relationship network of the Duke's Mansion over the years is dense and dense, even denser than a spider's web. According to the old dandy's drunken statement: Many people have never met in their lives, but when they meet and mention it, well! It turns out that they are relatives of the Duke's Mansion.
Even if it's in a roundabout way, he is still a relative.
Therefore, today's Duke's Mansion is full of colorful flags, loud gongs and drums, and crowded with people...
Jiang Qingzhi originally wanted to continue enjoying his life at home, but Old Zhu sent two big men over.
"Just say that I have run out of ideas and have lost my talent. What poetry meeting? Old Zhu is just bored." Jiang Qingzhi still smelled of milk and urine.
"Second Master, the Duke said that if the two of us cannot persuade the Second Master, then..."
"What?" Jiang Qingzhi took out the medicinal cigarette. He had been holding it in while taking care of the child, and now he could finally take a puff.
The big man had a bitter face. "Let the two of us die in Xin'an Lane."
Hey!
Another big man said: "Poor little guy, I have an old mother above me and those who are crying at home..."
"Stop!" Jiang Qingzhi sighed, "Who's going?"
"Probably a lot of people."
Jiang Qingzhi stood up and said, "That's all."
He returned to the backyard, hugged his son and kissed him a few times, until his mouth pursed and he was about to cry, then reluctantly handed him to Li Tian, "Old Zhu organized some kind of poetry gathering, probably hoping to use the momentum of the great victory to revive his connections. He insisted that I go."
"Husband, don't you want to go?" Li Tian held the child and teased him, "Da Lang, your father hasn't given you a name yet!"
"I forgot again." Jiang Qingzhi patted his head. "They say pregnancy makes people stupid for three years. My IQ as a father has also gone down to zero. I'll think about it later."
Li Tian said: "We have to tell everyone when it's full moon."
"I know."
In his previous life, when he was young, Jiang Qingzhi liked to be lively, calling friends and drinking. At night markets, roadside stalls, restaurants and hotels... He drank, blushed and talked loudly, put his arm around others' shoulders, repeated words that he would be embarrassed to say after sobering up, patted his chest, and felt that he could do anything.
After returning from South America, he distanced himself from his former friends and even drank alone.
A plate of peanuts, some barbecue... just drink it quietly, sipping it in small sips.
The whole person gradually calmed down, thinking about nothing, and suddenly Li Bai's artistic conception came.
"A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without a lover, raising the cup to invite the bright moon, and my shadow and I become three people..."
Before Jiang Qingzhi entered the Duke's Mansion, he saw a drunk man being carried out by two guards.
This……
Jiang Qingzhi wondered, "Is this the end?"
It’s just right, I’m going home to think about what to name my son.
The steward came out and said, "Hello, Second Master." Then he smiled and said, "This man is a famous drunkard. He can't drink much, but he gets drunk every time he drinks. But fortunately, he just lies down when he's drunk..."
"Good drinking ethics."
"That is."
"How many guests are here?"
"About... a hundred people."
"Then am I late?"
"The Second Master is one of our own family. It's never too late to come."
"Can talk."
"My ancestors have been in charge of receiving guests at the Duke's Mansion for three generations, and this is all they can do."
"How many sons do you have?"
"Just one. I am teaching him how to treat people. When I die, he will continue to serve the young master."
Jiang Qingzhi looked regretful, while the butler was satisfied and turned around to brag, "Even the Second Master thinks I have a great mouth."
Praising others' strengths is like giving them roses, leaving the fragrance on your hands.
“Long Wilbur, hahahaha! Looking at you reminds me of my own youth. You are indeed a talented young man, a very capable young man!”
The Duke's Mansion was very large, and the so-called poetry meeting was held in a garden in the front yard. The two old men were muttering outside the garden, and after seeing Jiang Qing, one of them smiled and bowed.
"Young Master, is this also giving roses to others?" Sun Chonglou asked.
"No, it's to paint my own face with gold." Jiang Qingzhi said softly, then cupped his hands: "Haha!"
The old man smiled and said, "I am Zhu Fan, and I would like to ask you to call Uncle Wei your nephew."
The steward who brought Jiang Qingzhi in whispered, "This is the Duke's uncle, a distant relative."
Jiang Qingzhi cupped his hands, looking honored, "Nice to meet you."
As for the uncle... I'm sorry, Jiang's uncle has never had any contact with him, and he doesn't have the habit of calling everyone uncle.
Zhu Fan seemed not to sense Jiang Qingzhi's alienation, and said with a smile: "I heard that my nephew has a son, which is great. But my nephew has a bright future, and I think the family business will grow bigger and bigger. It's not appropriate to have one less son."
The old man beside him chimed in, "Isn't it? In my opinion, since Changwei Bo and the Duke are brothers, they should be closer relatives." Zhu Fan nodded, "I have a niece at home, she is very beautiful. Her family wanted to let her go there at first, but I rejected her. Now that she is old enough, it's just right... If you don't mind, I will send her to Xin'an Lane in a sedan chair. What do you think?"
Zhu Fan seemed to be smiling, but he was staring at Jiang Qingzhi.
This is a gift for a concubine.
As for the niece, Jiang Qingzhi dared to bet that she was definitely a niece from the most distant family. She was the perfect gift for someone else.
He smiled. Then the Duke's wife came over. Jiang Qingzhi nodded to her and said, "I appreciate your kindness, but Jiang..."
Jiang Qingzhi patted his lower back and said, "My waist is not in good condition, please forgive me."
After saying this, Jiang Qingzhi walked away.
"Your kidneys are not good?" Zhu Fan was stunned for a moment, and his companion said, "He means that he has kidney deficiency."
What the hell!
Zhu Fan said angrily, "Who would admit that he has kidney deficiency? He is trying to fool me! Hey! It's my nephew's wife!"
The Duke's wife squatted slightly and said, "I heard Qingzhi is here, and I just happened to be looking for him for something, so please be busy."
After entering the garden, the Duke's wife sneered, "These two are deliberately blocking Qingzhi outside the door."
The maid beside him also said with a smile: "I just heard that he wants to give his niece to the second master as a concubine. He is not afraid of losing the Duke's face."
"What are they afraid of?" The Duke's wife sneered, "They get the benefits themselves, so what does the Duke's Mansion have to do with them? If the Duke's Mansion is good, they take advantage of it. If it's not good, they take care of their own business."
"This person should be distanced."
"Estranged? If they were alienated, they would turn around and complain loudly, saying that the Duke's Mansion was too arrogant and looked down on their relatives. Haha!"
Jiang Qingzhi was stopped. The Duke's wife came forward and whispered, "A lot of people came today, a mixed crowd. You should be careful. By the way, Ruyu."
"Madam." A maid came over. She looked delicate and gentle, the kind that would make her suitable to be a concubine.
Sun Chonglou saw it from outside and said, "Young Master has fallen into the flowers."
Dou Jialan narrowed his eyes and said, "This woman has a bit of that flavor."
Sun Chonglou looked at Dou Jialan and said, "Old Dou, why don't you have any femininity?"
Dou Jialan lowered her head. She was wearing a Jinyiwei robe and a long sword on her waist... This was a man's attire. But didn't I dress up before going out?
"Sun Chonglou!"
"Ow!"
Jiang Qingzhi thought to himself, does Lao Zhu also want to give me a woman?
"You're overthinking it." The Duke's wife laughed and said, "There are too many people at this banquet. Some people have good intentions towards you, but you're too popular, and there are even more people who want to laugh at you."
She looked at Ruyu, "Don't look at Ruyu as weak, she has sharp eyes and quick hands, and has saved me from many disasters in the past few years. Let her follow you today, so you can be on guard."
"You talk about the Duke's Mansion as being like a den of wolves and dragons." Jiang Qingzhi looked at Ruyu curiously, thinking that maybe she was looking for an excuse!
After Li Tian got pregnant, the old playboy hinted to Jiang Qingzhi that a famous general of the Ming Dynasty didn't even have a concubine. Do you know how the outside world evaluates you? They say you are incompetent, and your kidneys are incompetent. Some also say you are henpecked.
Jiang Qingzhi just laughed at that time.
Could it be that Old Zhu is unwilling to give up and wants to give me a concubine?
Tsk!
Jiang Qingzhi felt that he had become a popular figure.
"Long Wilbur is here."
At this moment, someone shouted, and the garden, which had just been as busy as a city, suddenly became quiet.
More than a hundred people looked at Jiang Qingzhi.
Jiang Qingzhi saw Qiu Luan, Liao Jiang, and many military honors.
The Zhu family originally came from a family of military honors, and even now, the foundation is still there.
Ruyu whispered behind him, "The Duke didn't want to invite Xianning Marquis and his friends, but someone told them about it in advance, so the Duke reluctantly sent someone to send the invitation. It was ordinary servants who went. I thought they wouldn't come, but who would have thought they would be the first to arrive."
To support such a huge Duke's Mansion, it is definitely not possible to rely on revenge and right and wrong.
Old Zhu, that’s very kind of you.
But the fact that Qiu Luan and Liao Jiang actually came shows that they have some plan.
Jiang Qingzhi thought of Xu Wei's analysis yesterday.
——The Earl’s reputation was greatly enhanced at that moment. If those people wanted to deal with him, they had to have military merits to help them.
This is why people like Qiu Luan and Liao Jiang are so popular nowadays.
This is like rain, very interesting.
Jiang Qingzhi smiled and nodded.
At this time, Liao Jiang walked over with a glass in his hand and handed another glass to Jiang Qingzhi.
"I didn't drink with Lord Changwei last time in Taiyuan, and I have always regretted it. Today, I would like to offer a toast to Lord Changwei at the Duke's Mansion."
The Duke's wife, who was about to go back to entertain the female family, turned around with an unpleasant expression, "Liao Jiang is trying to force Qingzhi to express his position."
This is the Duke's Mansion, and today is a grand event. As a younger brother, Jiang Qingzhi should not ruin the old playboy's efforts to gather people's hearts.
But if he drinks this glass of wine, it means that Jiang Qingzhi and Liao Jiang have made peace...
Qiu Luan watched coldly. If Jiang Qingzhi drank the glass of wine, he would follow suit.
reconciliation!
He then took advantage of the situation and came out again.
When I find a good opportunity, I will stab you, Jiang Qingzhi.
This feels a bit like a humiliating treaty.
Zhu Xizhong hurried over after hearing the news.
Just then he saw Jiang Qingzhi take the wine glass, he raised his hand and was about to shout.
Jiang Qingzhi suddenly poured out the wine glass.
(End of this chapter)
