Ning Que sat in the living room and listened calmly to the other party telling him about the recent major events in Beijing.

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

After a long while, Xu Jiawei sighed: "Since you are back in the capital, you should move around more."

Ning Que shook his head and said, "Given the current situation of the Xu family, it would not be appropriate for me to spend more time with my former classmates."

Xu Jiawei frowned and couldn't agree. He had to stand up and said: "If the Xu family loses power, your officialdom will also be affected. Now the people who rely on the Xu family are uneasy, and only you can reassure them. But You hesitate to move forward..."

Ning Que advised: "It is even more important to keep calm at this time."

"That's all, since I can't convince you, my eldest brother will definitely invite you to the mansion for a talk one day." Xu Jiawei shook his head.

He is about twenty years older than Ning Que.

But Ning was indeed his father's student when he was old, and Mr. Xu was very fond of him, so his status and status became that of his peer.

Xu Jiawei disliked Ning Que very much.

First, this person is so talented that he outshone Mr. Xu's three sons when he was young. Second, this person is obviously younger than them, but he is always on equal footing with them.

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

In turn, I have to be preached by Ning Que!

Xu Jiawei said coldly: "You should be in the house tomorrow, right? It's not easy to see you now."

Without waiting for Ning Que's answer, a boy came to the door and whispered: "Master, Mr. Lin drove to the door and wants to invite you to the outskirts of the city for tea."

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

The boy replied: "Master Lin Bolin."

Xu Jiawei frowned even more: "I seem to have heard... that he is a businessman? I am not scolding you because of my brother, but associating with such people will really damage your reputation."

"Not a businessman." Ning Que replied, with a little light flashing across his eyes. He said: "Lin Bo's ancestor also came from a scholarly family. He himself was elected in the Shunyuan period and was a county magistrate. He later resigned. He left the official position and switched to running the ancestral industry. He once held the Penglai Poetry Festival in Dengzhou and gained some fame."

"So what if you get the exam? Without an official status, it is nothing. Not to mention that there are big and small officials." Xu Jiawei was very dissatisfied, "You just like to associate with such humble people. You abandon those individuals. Those who are truly virtuous and respected do not care."

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

Xu Jiawei had a sullen face and could only watch helplessly as Ning Que boarded Mr. Lin's carriage.

He tossed his sleeves and turned around, his expression getting even uglier: "In the final analysis, it was only supported by my Xu family. Now that it is getting stronger, it no longer needs a benefactor!"

The boy walking beside him trembled when he heard the sound, but did not dare to respond.

Now Xiang Ning did get on the carriage, but for a moment he still didn't know how to speak.

In fact, he secretly sent people to the vicinity of Lin's house to see if he could still meet the wife of that day. But what would happen after meeting him, he actually didn't have any idea of ​​the outcome.

After all, it was just a surprise, so what should I do?

That’s all.

Ning Que finally said nothing.

Until we reached Zhuangzi.

Ning Que asked aloud: "What's so special about this place?"

Mr. Lin smiled and said: "The environment is elegant and 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 that Ning Que would come as soon as he was invited! He was ready to come in personally and make extravagant promises to deceive Mr. Ning.

In the end, I didn’t even wait to beg him.

Ning Que got on the carriage.

When I asked him what was so special about Zhuangzi, it made Mr. Lin feel ashamed and it was hard to coax him.

Mr. Lin thought to himself, he has never been there even once, so he doesn’t know anything about it!

At this time, the two got off the carriage.

The people guarding the door immediately came over to greet Xue Qingyin. They were completely different from when Xue Qingyin first came back to Zhuangzi.

The servant was dressed in light blue clothes. Although it was an off-color, it was pleasing to the eye. There was also a sign hanging on his waist with a symbol drawn on it.

The symbols look like words, but they are not words.

But the design is clever and looks very beautiful.

Look again at the sign hanging above the servant's head.

The four characters written in the pen are "dragon and snake", which means "one peck and one drink".

"Other Zhuangzi mostly state the owner's surname, such as Liujiazhuangzi and Lijiazhuangzi. This plaque is interesting." Mr. Lin sighed.

"Well, one peck and one drink comes from "Zhuangzi: The Master of Health Preservation". It refers not only to people's food and drink, but also to a carefree life." Ning Que paused for a moment and asked: "In addition to drinking tea, Zhuangzi can also eat. ?”

Mr. Lin nodded: "It should be."

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

The servant had already walked up to them and said with a smile: "This gentleman has good eyesight and is exactly the name of Mr. Liu Xiuyuan."

The servant looked proud and said: "If you go in, you can still see Mr. Liu's calligraphy hanging on the wall. If you go further in, you can also see the paintings of Mr. Ping Nanzi and Cen Yuan..."

It sounds really elegant.

Ning is sure of his heart.

However, he is not actually a person obsessed with pursuing elegance, so he only has a light expression on his face.

After the servant finished talking about the calligraphy and painting, he asked: "Do you two have any reservations?"

Mr. Lin was stunned: "Reservation?"

The servant nodded: "Exactly, if you want to come to our Zhuangzi for dinner and tea, you must first send someone to reserve a seat three days in advance. If there is a vacant seat, the Zhuangzi will personally write an invitation and send it to your house. Then we will go there. You can enter the village with the sign. The village has not officially opened yet. If you have a sign from our master, you can enter the village in advance with the sign."

Mr. Lin was greatly 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 from noble families can come here as guests."

Ning Que said: "If we wait until the opening day, everyone with some status in the capital will be rushing to come."

Mr. Lin nodded: "Yes! It sounds troublesome, but it suits their appetite."

If you can have this meal casually, then where else can you eat it?

Only when there is a threshold can we distinguish between high and low.

Naturally, there will be people vying to be that high and expensive guest.

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

He doesn't like these exaggerated and complicated things, and he doesn't like competing with others for false reputations.

Mr. Lin was anxious: "Please don't leave, Mr. Ning. To be honest, the master of this place has some friendship with me. Let's go in first."

Mr. Lin hurriedly looked at the servant: "Is your master here? Hurry up and report that Lin Bo and his friends are here to visit. The two painters on Zhuangzi were introduced by me."

The servant looked surprised and said: "What a coincidence, the master has just arrived and is having tea inside. I will go and report it now."

Xue Qingyin was sitting with Liu Xiuyuan at the moment, commenting on whether the food in front of her was delicious or not.

The two painters were painting conscientiously on the side.

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

"Mr. Lin is here? And he brought his friends?"

She quickly guessed that Mr. Lin probably wanted to come to cheer her up.

But what her farm wants to harvest is the leeks of dignitaries.

If Mr. Lin brought ordinary businessmen, I'm afraid it would be unsightly. Because it would not be conducive to raising the bar for the future. As the saying goes, "creating a strong style".

Xue Qingyin stood up and said, "I'll go and greet you personally."

The servant was puzzled: "How high is the master's status? Why bother to greet him in person?"

Xue Qingyin waved her hand: "We are friends between gentlemen, why should we care about our rank?"

Liu Xiuyuan nodded after hearing this.

The two painters also secretly agreed, thinking that although Zhuangzi had a bit of a copper odor, the concubine of King Xuan was an elegant person. For some reason, it was said outside that she was a first-class arrogant person.

At this time, Xiang Ning no longer had much interest in Zhuangzi, but he had already arrived, so he could only wait patiently.

If I had known this, I might as well have played chess at home...

This thought just passed.

Then I heard footsteps approaching.

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

As he got closer, he saw that face was charming and dazzling.
To be continued...