Chapter 88: Banker Nine Young Masters

silk? Recovered, put down what was in his hand and got up: "Just to use it."
Chi Jin nodded: "I'm going to the West Gate, the carriage is outside, and I will see you off by the way."
Not deliberately or diligently, a frank and frank sentence did not give anyone any reason to refuse.
After the first brew, he cleaned up his emotions, wrapped his cloak and followed him out. The wind was biting outside, there were not many people on the street, and many shops were half closed. But the silk thread shop on West Street had its door open, and the guy stood at the door waiting and saw her coming. He bowed and said: "Does the girl look at the goods? This store is newly opened and there are many good goods."
Looking back at Chi Jin, he nodded at her, lowered the curtain and left.
Xu Chuniang didn't think too much, followed his buddy into the store, picked some nice silk threads, and looked up and saw a notice on the wall.
"Will the girl call?" The guy smiled, "This is posted by our shopkeeper, saying that as long as someone can use the ten-color silk thread in our shop to make an ingenious network, then they will be given a priceless piece. Ziyu, look."
He held out a box and opened it: "It's this jade."
Looking down, Xu Chuyong took a breath of fright.
The purple jade with good color, engraved with auspicious patterns, can be used as an ornament with just a string.
Although the princess's mansion gave her monthly money every month, she was not embarrassed to hold the flowers if she had no success. In a few months Huaiyu should give birth, she has been embarrassed. I don’t know what gift to give. Right now this thing came by coincidence, if she could earn it, she wouldn't worry about it.
Eyes brightened, Xu Chuniang asked the guy: "What kind of collateral is exquisite?"
The guy said: "The girl will go big, no matter how complicated the pattern is, as long as you are sincere. You will be able to impress the shopkeeper."
After thinking about it, I went to the back of the counter and took a few pictures to her: "Look at the girl's kindness, and these will be given to you."
Thanks again and again, the first brew took a look at it, the pattern on the picture is good, there is a big red picture, the pattern is the most complicated and festive.
That's it!
She had thoughts in her heart, and she couldn't think too much about other things, so she planned to go back after holding the silk thread.
"Miss Xu." Lu Jingxing's voice sounded behind him.
After the first brew, he looked back, and the shopkeeper Lu looked like he was going back to the princess mansion. He sat on the carriage and smiled at her: "It's such a cold day, you should go back with me."
With that, he asked the coachman to put down the low stool.
Originally afraid of the cold, Xu Chuniang didn't refuse too much, got in the car and shrank in the corner neatly, smiled and thanked him, and whispered: "I'm lucky today."
Lu Jingxing looked at her with a smile in her eyes.
He was going to the west of the city, but he ran into someone halfway, twisted the front of his car and turned around, asking him to help and give someone away.
"Does Miss Xu know what Chi Jin's surname was before?" Lu Jingxing couldn't help but said that it was really interesting.
Chu Niang shook his head: "Master Chijin seems to seldom mention his own affairs."
"Then he is modest." Yugu's fan turned slightly, and Lu Jingxing sighed. "Being someone else, I was born in a Jiangnan dealer, but I have to brag about it."
Jiangnan dealer? Xu Chuniang raised his eyes in shock: "Zhuang Beihe?"
"You heard something too?" Lu Jingxing raised his eyebrows, thought about it, and nodded. "Yes, he has some friendship with General Xu."
Zhuang Beihe smashed the martial arts and had a conflict with the court. At that time, Jiangnan Yamen had no choice but to take him. Xu Xian led the princess on a trip, and the two became friends somehow. Later, Zhuang Beihe accepted the call and Xu Xian sent it away thousands of miles away. Congratulation.
"Chi Jin is the ninth son of Zhuang Beihe. The name Yan is Sui Han. He was originally a spoiled young master who grew up spoiled. Who knew that he had hard bones and refused to obey the discipline. He did not want to return to the dealer, so General Xu tricked him into Feiyun Palace."
Xu Chuyong listened dumbfounded: "Cheat?"
"Isn't it? With the Jianghu Jieshu, a local book was placed from the gate of the palace to Feiyun Palace. Chijin was so innocent at first. A local book followed. After picking it up, I found that there was a little girl with arms akimbo in front of me. Beat him without a word."
In fact, Lu Jingxing didn't see this picture. It was all told by Xu Xian later, but after thinking about it, I also feel that Li Huaiyu must be very cute at that time.
With a low smile, Lu Jingxing said, "If he wants to return to the dealer now, he can return immediately. After all, he has a serious official position, and it is considered an explanation to the family, but he refuses."
Xu Chuniang thought for a while and said, "He thinks he hasn't done well enough."
After such a long time of contact, even if he didn't have a lot of heart-to-heart, he could still tell that Chi Jin was gentle and considerate, but he was very strong in his bones, and he had strict requirements on himself. He would often see him practicing swords outside early in the morning. Do everything after careful consideration. If you make any mistakes, you must avoid everyone and blame yourself for a long time.
For him, a serious official position is far from allowing him to go home and face his famous father.
Lu Jingxing said jokingly: "I don't know if he was impressed by the princess's set when he entered the palace. After that, there were more pure gold methods. Now the group of people in Feiyun Palace don't dare to provoke him. Next set."
"Huh?" Xu Chuniang disagreed when he said that, "How could he get someone off the hook?"
He is clearly a very kind and innocent person!
Looking down at the silk thread and pictures she was holding in her hand, and then at her determined expression, Lu Jingxing spread out her fan and blocked her face: "Well... it makes sense."
Master Zhuang Jiu, the next set has never been unaware.
Xu Chuniang felt that the shopkeeper Lu had a misunderstanding about Chijin, but she didn't say anything more about it. After all, she and Chijin didn't have a deep friendship, so it's better to go back and talk about it.
Lu Jingxing escorted her to the princess's mansion, but didn't mean to get off the car.
Chubiao asked curiously: "Aren't you going in?"
With a faint smile, Lu Jingxing said, "Suddenly remembered that there is still something to be done, the girl should go back first."
Slightly startled. Xu Chu Niang suddenly.
Ever since Ziyang Jun and Huaiyu rebuilt it, shopkeeper Lu has rarely appeared in the princess mansion. He has many shops and the largest restaurant in the first-tier city. Huaiyu doesn't worry about wherever he wants to rest.
Standing at the door watching the curtain fall. Blocking his amorous eyes, Xu Chuyong suddenly remembered a poem that was prevalent in Beijing:
Luanzhen won the grate and didn't return it, drunk and slept all over the house.
The shopkeeper Lu, a Nanyang jade-bone fan, shattered the hearts of so many beauties in Kyoto, and it was inevitable that someone would seek death for him and recommend a pillow for him. But after so many years, why is he still alone?
She brought this question back to the main courtyard and asked Huaiyu.
Li Huaiyu smiled and leaned on the soft couch and replied: "He was too romantic when he was young, and he has exhausted all the colors of the world, so he is bored. If you want him to get married, unless he comes to a beautiful city, the color is better than his. Beauty, otherwise how could he be tempted?"
Jun Ziyang looked at the document quietly in the outer room, and after hearing the sound of Vermilion's pen, a bright red spot fell.
Staring at that point, he took out the clean letter paper beside him and changed his brush. He wrote a letter and gave it to Chengxu, and asked him to send it out.
Li Huailin was having a headache over the severance of diplomatic relations at the end of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, and another person who had no eyesight came up to tell him: "Your Majesty, if the Weichen remembers correctly, the Eastern Jin Dynasty is now the Baihua Monarch, who has a close friendship with us Ziyang Monarch. If Jun Ziyang comes forward on this matter, there is still room for change."
With a darkened expression, Li Huailin said, "Mr Ziyang is unwilling to even return to Kyoto. Does Aiqing expect anything else?"
The man was obviously just transferred from outside of Kyoto, with a face full of confusion: "How can someone who is so respectful of your lord not return to Kyoto? Is there any difficulty?"
This is not over yet. He was taken out by someone next to him covering his mouth.
Qi Han wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said, "Your Majesty does not need to go to the heart."
Li Huailin sneered: "It's been so long, and there are still so many people who treat Ziyang Jun as a god."
"Frozen three feet, it takes a long time to melt." Qi Han said, "The prestige of Ziyang Jun for many years, and he has never done anything wrong. To change the view of the world, I can't rush."
How can you not hurry? Both the emperor sister and Ziyangjun left Kyoto, and now everything he sees is devastated. In the past, when he was not in charge, the officials never said that he was not at all, but instead respectfully asked him to come to court as soon as possible. It's good for now. No matter what he did, some people sighed and sighed in front of the eldest princess and Ziyangjun in front of him, seeming to think he was not qualified.
How could the attitude of these people change so fast?
At the end of the day, I am still young, and I feel uneasy. Li Huailin turned his head and asked, "Did the people in Pingling take the orders?"
"His Majesty, I have taken it. The imperial envoy arrived the day before. If you count it, you should have entered the first-tier city."
"Very good." He said in a grimace, "Since all the elders in the middle of the country miss the emperor in that way, you might as well invite her back so that they can see each other."
Concubine Ning listened behind the screen and sighed silently.
A few days ago, when your Majesty fell ill and burned in a daze, he opened his mouth and shouted "Emperor Sister", but why did he look like a different person when he put on his dragon robe and stood here?
He is already an emperor and he has everything. In fact, it would be good for him to let the princess go.
It's a pity... She shook her head.
In the gloomy sky, black clouds pressed the city to destroy it, imperial commission Jia Liang with Pingling's 1,000 troops. Holding the imperial sword aloft, he arrogantly came to the first-tier city.
"My lord, I heard that the princess Danyang didn't blink at killing people. You should be careful." Someone arched his hands next to her.
With a chuckle, Jia Liang said: "I have already inquired clearly. There are no defenders in the first-tier cities. There are only a few bandits who are in trouble, so many of us, and we are afraid of a princess? Even if she moves reinforcements, the reinforcements behind us are better She is so many, and Lord Pingling is supporting it!"
"But..." the man whispered, "This city is also close to Ziyang. I heard that Lord Ziyang seems to have come too."
"Nonsense!" Jia Liang scolded, "Jun Ziyang is in the main city of Ziyang every day, how could he suddenly come to the first-tier city? Besides, the king and the princess Danyang don't share the same heaven, who doesn't know about him? I am here to help us, what are you afraid of?"
Thinking about it as if it was the truth, the little stopped speaking, and the army continued on. Jia Liang looked at the fragile wall of the first-tier city from a distance, his chin was raised high, and he sent humanity: "Go and ask them to open the city gate. If you don't open it, let's just step over and flatten the wall!"
The people behind him roared and laughed, and the people who made the formation ran fast, and they passed the word with a smile on their faces.
First-tier cities are poor, and the gates seem to be crumbling. Someone on the tower heard the call and stretched out his head to look at them, and said coldly, "No."