Chapter 1286

"We need to send scouts to detect the vara people. Don't blindly trust the royal guards and East Hall. Although they did a good job, they may not be able to detect the information we want, but our people are reliable..."

Meng Ying was a little tired. He drank a mouthful of strong tea and continued to command: "send someone to collect information from Atai. What Atai is most afraid of now is to take off Huan and fight over, so his information should be the most comprehensive. We..."

Meng Ying felt that she must have slept well recently, so she had hallucinations.

"Baoding Hou, come with us!"

Meng Ying rubbed her eyes and said dully, "where are you going?"

The visitors were two royal guards. They didn't bring anything except sabres. But when they showed that kind of skin smile and meat don't smile, everyone remembered

The royal guards used to be powerful! The cut Ji Gang could really despise the princes at that time.

The people in the lobby could not help but step back, as if the royal guards commander with narrowed eyes like a poisonous snake would appear in the next moment.

Meng Ying followed like a puppet. These talents woke up like a dream, and soon the news spread, and the name of royal guards resounded through the capital again.

"Why?"

Fang woke up from a nap and went to see his daughter-in-law and daughter-in-law. Now his favorite is to poke carefree's face. As soon as he poked it, it bounced back, and then his small eyebrows frowned, as if impatient.

When he reluctantly went to the front hall, Jia Quan brought him the news.

Jia Quan said in a tangled way: "it seems that your majesty is angry and says something about bullying the king, and..."

Zhu Di was so angry that he almost wanted to send Meng Ying to Xishi immediately and use his blood to dispel the recent bad luck.

"It seems that Jin Wu's avant-garde's deputy Qianhu has been angry. His majesty is furious. Even the prince is scolded and kneels down to apologize."

Uh

No generation can live without an aspirant. To be honest, there are really many suspects who can bury a nail at the level of thousands of households.

It's possible for Wu Xun to be a civil servant... They don't dare to despise the blessing of martial people, even if they can.

As for the royal family, it's hard to say.

Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Di, the father and son, were so overbearing that the Zongren's house, which was in charge of the royal staff, became a decoration, and there was little movement.

When Jia Quan saw Fang Xing's face, he said, "uncle, the lower officials also doubt King Zhao!"

Zhu gaosui, this poisonous snake!

"Don't talk nonsense. Be careful to bring trouble to TAISUN."

Fang woke up and said, "thank you for your news. Your majesty has been very angry recently. I've been cleaned up without you. Fortunately, I'm still grounded and can continue to be free. Go back and tell TAISUN, mind your own business and accompany your majesty. Go home... Just let him wait for the child to come out."

Zhu Di's suspicions already existed. After a serious illness, they became more serious. At this time, they broke out such things during his illness. It is estimated that he just wants to kill at the moment.

"It's almost enough for him. Wan Wan will spend more time with his majesty. His granddaughter is always loved by the old man. His grandson is annoying!"

Jia Quan understood and left. The old man was not upset when he saw his grandson, but the emperor was upset when he saw his grandson.

Grandchildren are so big and excellent. Am I going to die?!

Before leaving, Jia Quanyan said with envy, "uncle, those who sell glass are rich and are comparing extravagance with those who sell cans!"

Fang woke up in a daze and scolded, "don't worry about it. How much money!"

Jia Quan scratched his head and said, "what did your highness say... Zhumen's wine and meat stink, and there are frozen bones on the road."

Zhumen, the mansion of Fan Jin, a famous businessman in Beiping, dare not use Zhumen. Looking at the ordinary, once you enter, there are water pavilions, four seasons flowers and plants

"This is luxury!"

Boom!

Walking through the lobby, a noise came.

There is a lake in front of us. There are boats on the water and waterside pavilions.

The waterside pavilion is very large, and it is connected with three rooms. At this time, the people inside are either standing or sitting, crowded.

"Hahaha! I'm flattered that you virtuous heroes are coming to my humble house today!"

An old man with a red face strode forward, and a group of servant girls and boys behind him followed very hard.

"I've seen fan Gong!"

All the scholars in the pavilion bowed to the ceremony. Unknowingly, they thought that Fan Jin was studying politics.

Fan Jin said brightly, "sit down, sit down. Some people will come later. Keep your appetite, ah!"

Some of those scholars don't understand the meaning of keeping an appetite, and those who are good at it are already snickering.

"Fan Gong's favor, I'll be bothered!"

A young man in a royal blue robe came out to thank him. Those scholars bowed their hands and made a loud noise for a time.

"Fan Gong! Long time no see."

At this time, a young man led a group of middle-aged men to see what they were wearing. They were probably rich.

Fan Jin's eyes brightened and said, "shopkeeper Fang, why is it too late!"

"Ha ha! Fan Gong, today we also brought some people to cheer up."

The visitor was Fang Qiyuan. At this time, he no longer knelt in the Fang family and looked radiant.

Fan Jin looked at Qian Donglai and others behind him. He narrowed his eyes and said, "today, North and South merchants gather in Peiping. The ones in the north are coming, and the ones in the south?"

"Fan Gong! I'm waiting here, but it doesn't come into your eyes!"

If the glass merchants led by Fang Qiyuan are the northern Gang, then the group of merchants represented by Xu Qing is the southern gang.

Fan Jin rubbed his eyes, looked enlightened, patted his forehead and said, "look at me. I'm old and my eyes are hard to use. I'm sorry, shopkeeper Xu."

Xu Qinggong arched his hands and said to Fang Qiyuan, "shopkeeper Fang, you've been rising with wind and water these days! Zhejiang is full of your glass and mirrors."

Fang Qiyuan arched his hands and said, "you are not only canned, but also the specialties of the south are flooding in the north. Shopkeeper Xu, you have occupied many shops in the big market! How many are you willing to transfer?"

Xu Qing said with a smile: "Mr. Xu wants to, but he has to ask Xinghe Bo. Can shopkeeper Fang afford to wait?"

Hearing this name, the readers in the waterside pavilion are in all shapes and colors. Some are angry, some are thoughtful, and some are dismissive

Fan Jin was stunned for a short time, and then burst into a hearty laugh. He arched his hands and said, "it's just a joke. Come on, please."

As soon as Fang Qiyuan waved, a group of Yingyan who had been waiting behind came over with a smile.

Then he defiantly said to Xu Qing, "shopkeeper Xu, what are the men and women you brought?"

Xu Qing pointed to the group of men, women and children behind him and said, "southern opera has a long history. Not many people have heard of it in the north. This is Zhou youth."

A man of about 30 years old came out behind Xu Qing. He said gently, "Zhou has seen all the sages and heard of today's event. Zhou just invited a troupe from Wenzhou to come here and let them show their ugly faces. Please don't laugh."

Then the group of women entered several waterside pavilions. Suddenly, some of the scholars were reserved and some began to get close secretly. It was very lively for a time.

Zhou Qingnian pointed to the shore, and the people of the drama team immediately began to set up costumes.

After entering, they occupied two tables.

Fan Jin squinted at the two groups and asked, "what's the story today?"

Fang Qiyuan said bluntly: "at will!"

"Good! Forthright!"

Fan Jin gently raised his hand and looked at Xu Qing.

Xu Qing smiled and said, "today's north-south merchants' grand meeting is here. The topic is to help students. Xu and others are not willing to fall behind. Let's give a topic to fan Gong!"

Those scholars' eyes twinkled, they were indifferent to the women around them, and their attention focused on Fan Jin.

Fan Jin Fuxu smiled, pointed to the waterside pavilion on the left and right and said, "today's cultural conference, I'll see who can take the lead. How about it?"