Ning Que sat in the living room and listened calmly to the other person's direction and talked about the recent major events in Beijing.

Sitting opposite him was Xu Jiawei, the second master of the Xu family.

After a while, Xu Jia sighed: "Since you return to Beijing, you should also walk more."

Ning Que shook his head and said, "Under the current situation of the Xu family, it would be inappropriate if I had walked more with my former classmates."

Xu Jia frowned and couldn't agree. He had to stand up and said, "If the Xu family loses power, you will be affected in the officialdom. Nowadays, people who depend on the Xu family are uneasy, only you can calm them down. You hesitate..."

Ning Que advised: "You must be more calm at this time."

"Forget it, I can't tell you. The eldest brother will definitely invite you to the mansion to talk to you another day." Xu Jiawei shook his head.

He was in his twenties.

But Ning was indeed a student who was born under his father when he was old, and Mr. Xu favored him very much, so his status became the same as him.

Xu Jiawei doesn't like Ning Que very much.

First, this person is too genius, and when he was young, he compared Mr. Xu's three sons; second, this person is obviously younger than them, but he is on par with them.

Look, he can't even order Ning Que at this moment!

On the other hand, we have to be taught by Ning Que!

Xu Jia said coldly: "You should be in the mansion tomorrow, right? It's not easy to meet you now."

Before Ning Que could answer, a servant came outside the door and whispered: "Master, Master Lin drove outside the door and wanted to invite you to the suburbs of the city for tea."

Xu Jia frowned and asked, "Which Mr. Lin?"

The servant replied: "Master Lin Bolin."

Xu Jia frowned even more: "It seems like I heard... Is he a businessman? Isn't you scolding you for your brother, but dealing with such people will really damage your reputation."

"Not a businessman." Ning Que replied, a light flashed through his eyes. He said, "Lin Bo's ancestors were also scholarly families. He was a juren in the Shunyuan period and was once a county magistrate. He later resigned. He left the official and changed to the business of his ancestors. He once held a Penglai Poetry Festival in Dengzhou and also had some reputation."

"So what if you pass the imperial examination? Without an official position, it's nothing. Besides, there is a difference between the size of the official position." Xu Jiawei was very dissatisfied, "You just like to interact with such a small person. Discard those The true Deron respected people do not care.”

Ning Que didn't want to say more: "I'll send my brother out of the house."

In order to keep a calm face, Xu Jia could only watch Ning Que boarding the carriage of Mr. Lin.

He shook his sleeves and turned around, his face becoming increasingly ugly: "After all, it was just supported by my Xu family. Now it is getting stronger and stronger, and I don't want to be kind-hearted!"

The servant walking beside him shook his body when he heard the sound, but he did not dare to respond.

Ning really got on the carriage here, but he still didn't know how to speak for a while.

He actually sent someone to the Lin family in private to see if he could meet the wife of that day. But he didn't think of a result after meeting her.

It's just a shocking side, so what should I do?

Forget it.

Ning Que finally said nothing.

Until I drove to the village.

Ning Quecai asked, "What's special about this place?"

Mr. Lin smiled and said, "The environment is elegant."

Ning Quexin said what is the difference between saying this and not saying it?

There are so many elegant places.

Mr. Lin was sweating silently at this moment. He didn't expect Ning Que to come as soon as he invited him! He was ready to come in person, and he was talking all over the place to deceive Mr. Ning.

As a result, I hadn't waited to ask him for it.

Ning Que got on the carriage.

When asked what was special about the farm, Mr. Lin was ashamed and couldn't coax him.

Mr. Lin thought to himself, he had never been there, so he didn't know anything about it!

At this time, the two got off the carriage.

The person guarding the door immediately came up, which was very different from Xue Qingyin when she returned to the village for the first time.

The servant was dressed in light green clothes, although it was a color, but it was pleasing to the eye. Another sign was hung around his waist with a symbol on it.

The symbol is like a word, not a word.

But the design is clever and looks very exquisite.

Look at the sign hanging on the servant's head.

The pen is written in four big characters: dragon and snake, which is written as "one peck and one drink".

"Other villages mostly have their owner's surnames, such as Liujiazhuangzi and Lijiazhuangzi. This plaque is interesting." Mr. Lin sighed.

"Well, every peck and drink comes from "Zhuangzi·Health Master". It refers not only to people's diet, food, drink, and life of freedom." Ning Que paused and asked: "In addition to eating tea, this Zhuangzi can also eat. ?”

Mr. Lin nodded: "It should be."

"This word looks familiar... is it Liu Xiuyuan's word?" Mr. Lin immediately discovered the difference.

The servant had already walked up to them and smiled and said, "This master has such a good eye, it is Mr. Liu Xiuyuan's name."

The servant said proudly: "If you walk in, you can still see the words hanging on the wall of Mr. Liu. If you walk in, you can still see the paintings of Mr. Pingnanzi and Cen Yuan..."

It sounds really elegant.

Ning Que said intently.

However, he is not actually a person who is obsessed with pursuing elegance, so he only looks faint on his face.

After the servant finished speaking the words and paintings, he asked, "Do you two make reservations?"

Mr. Lin was stunned: "Reserve?"

The servant nodded: "That is, if you want to go to our farm to have a meal and drink tea, you must send someone to a designated location three days in advance. If you get a vacant seat, the farm will write an invitation letter and send it to the mansion. Then But I have entered the bank with my letter. The bank has not officially opened yet. If the master has a brand given by our master, I can also enter the bank with my license plate in advance."

Mr. Lin was very surprised: "It's more troublesome than Furong Garden."

The servant shook his head: "Where is it? Only princes and nobles can enter Furong Garden. Anyone who is Qinggui can come to visit here."

Ning Que said: "If you wait until the opening day, anyone with some status in Beijing will rush to come."

Mr. Lin nodded: "Not bad! Although it sounds troublesome, it is just right for their appetite."

If you can eat this meal casually, where isn't you going to eat?

Only with a threshold can we distinguish between high and low.

Of course, there will be people scrambling to be the noble and expensive guest.

Ning Que shook his head helplessly: "I'm afraid it's not my appetite."

He doesn't like these exaggerated and complicated things, nor does he like to compete with others for fame.

Mr. Lin was anxious: "Don't leave. To be honest, the master here has some friendship with me. Let's talk about it first."

Mr. Lin hurriedly looked at the servant: "Can your master be here? Go and report it quickly. Lin Bo and his friends come to visit. The two painters in the village were exactly what I introduced."

The servant looked surprised and said, "A coincidence, the master's family has just arrived and is having tea inside. The young man will report it."

Xue Qingyin was sitting with Liu Xiuyuan at this moment, commenting on whether the food in front of her was delicious.

The two painters were painting diligently.

After hearing the notice from the people below, Xue Qingyin was also surprised.

"Mr. Lin is here? He also brought friends?"

She quickly guessed that Mr. Lin probably wanted to support her.

But what her farm wants to cut is the leeks of high-ranking officials and nobles.

If Mr. Lin brought ordinary merchants, he might not be beautiful. Because it is not conducive to raising the threshold later, as the saying goes, "creating a style."

Xue Qingyin stood up and said, "I'll go and welcome him in person."

The servant wondered: "What is the status of the master? Why go and welcome him in person?"

Xue Qingyin waved her hand: "A gentleman is a friend, why bother with high or low?"

Liu Xiuyuan nodded while hearing this.

The two painters also secretly agreed, thinking that although the Zhuangzi was a bit stinking, the concubine of King Xuan was an elegant figure. Somehow, it was said that she was a first-class and arrogant guy.

Ning Dee has no interest in Zhuangzi here, but the person has arrived, so he can only wait patiently.

If I had known this, I would rather play chess at home...

This idea just passed.

Then I heard a sound of footsteps approaching.

The young woman walked slowly, holding a fan in her hand, and her figure was graceful.

When I got closer, I saw that my face was beautiful and eye-catching.
To be continued...