"Master Zhao!"

Liu Ji trotted up and followed him. He came close to him, with a fake smile on his face. He bowed his hands and said, "Master Zhao and I hit it off immediately. I want to get acquainted with him. I wonder if I can talk to him."

"oh?!"

Ying Ziye looked at Liu Ji with interest.

I saw that although Liu Ji was tall and tall, his cloth robes were dirty and stained with oil, making him look sloppy.

His behavior and facial expressions are all flattering.

"What do you have to discuss with me?"

Ying Ziye asked with a smile.

When Liu Ji saw him asking, he looked around cautiously, glanced at Hou Qing and others, and hesitated to say: "They..."

"No problem!"

Ying Ziye looked solemn and said, "They are all my close confidants and they won't say much."

"That's good, that's good!"

Liu Ji nodded upon seeing this, followed his footsteps, his face became serious, and he said mysteriously: "Does Mr. Zhao know that His Royal Highness the Eighth Young Master of the Empire will pass through Pei County?"

"I know about this."

Ying Ziye nodded slightly, a smile appearing on the corner of his mouth.

Hou Qing and others on the side were holding back their laughter.

"I am Liu Ji, the chief of the Sishui Pavilion in Peixian County. Although he is not big, he is also an official!"

Liu Ji pretended to say: "Taking this opportunity, I am ready to cling to the Eighth Young Master, create opportunities, and then win the Eighth Young Master's favor, and get an official title and reward."

"Pfft!"

Ying Gou couldn't help but laugh.

Liu Ji glanced at this and continued: "Master Zhao, would you like to come with me."

"The former prime minister of the empire, Lu Buwei, once did something to make people live in strange things. It is not impossible for us to do the same."

"By then His Highness the Eighth Young Master will be happy, and Young Master Zhao will also receive great benefits!"

In Liu Ji's eyes, Ying Ziye is a rich man. With his financial and material support, it will definitely be easier for him to win the favor of the Eighth Young Master.

As for the future benefits, Liu Ji would not give Ying Ziye a penny at all, nor would he mention him in front of the Eighth Young Master.

Ying Ziye was just taken as his victim.

"You want to curry favor with me?!"

When Ying Ziye heard Liu Ji's thoughts, he couldn't help laughing. He smiled slightly, followed Liu Ji's words, and said calmly: "It's not impossible. If you can get the appreciation of the Eighth Young Master, a mere amount of money is nothing more than an external possession."

"Young master Zhao can have such insight, which is great!"

Liu Ji sighed: "Money is nothing, only power is the first. As long as you have power, no matter how much money you have, you can take it from others."

"Oh!"

Ying Ziye smiled softly and said, "That's true."

"hey-hey!"

Liu Ji was recognized, smiled happily, and said: "Master Zhao and I are very close to each other. If you and I don't want to have a drink together, I'll treat you to a drink, brother."

Ying Ziye nodded slightly, looked at Hou Qing and others, and ordered: "Jian Jiu and Hou Qing follow me, and everyone else should go down."

"Here!"

Yuan Tiangang and others responded with their hands raised and left immediately.

Ying Ziye followed Liu Ji all the way and passed through several streets and alleys.

"Brother Fan Kuai!"

Liu Ji knocked on the door of a house on the street.

Bang!

There was a muffled sound.

A big man with a dark face, a curly beard, and a burly build. He was nine feet tall and looked to be at least three to four hundred pounds!

He is heavier than the fat man in the farm field, but with such a huge weight, he is not fat, but strong.

"Brother!"

Fan Kuai looked puzzled and asked: "It's so late, what can I do?"

"Brother, who are these people around you?"

"Ha ha!"

Liu Jichang laughed, and said with a smile: "This person with extraordinary appearance is Zhao Gongzi Zhao Ye, a brother I met today and am very close to."

"The two of us hit it off immediately. We plan to get drunk with Mr. Zhao and then call the brothers to meet me at Sister Yue Lian's place."

"The two next to him are his close followers. The white-haired young master is named Hou Qing, and the old man is named Jian Jiu."

Then he stretched out his hand to introduce Fan Kuai and said, "This is my brother Fan Kuai."

"good!"

Fan Kuai nodded when he heard this, looked at Ying Ziye and others and said hello.

"I've met Mr. Zhao, Mr. Hou, and Mr. Jian!"

"Brother Fan Kuai is so polite!"

Ying Ziye and Hou Qing smiled.

It's just that Jian Jiu's eyes narrowed slightly, feeling that Fan Kuai was scolding him.

After bidding farewell to Fan Kuai, Ying Ziye followed Liu Ji and walked for a while until they reached an alley.

Liu Ji came to the entrance of a small courtyard surrounded by bamboo fences. There were several houses in the courtyard where vegetables and fruit trees were planted, and chickens and ducks were raised.

Here, however, is Du Yuelian, Widow Du's house, where he often comes.

"Sister Yue Lian, I'm here to find you."

Liu Ji directly opened the small door and led everyone into the courtyard.

After a while, a twenty-seven or eight-year-old woman wearing coarse cloth came out. She was a mature woman, but her charm was still there.

"Brother Liu!"

Du Yuelian smiled sweetly and said, "Why are there so many people here today, and I don't even know them?"

"These are all friends I just met today."

Liu Ji smiled and said: "Go and serve the wine and cook some side dishes. I want to have a long talk with Mr. Zhao all night, and Fan Kuai and the others will come over soon."

"Hehe, here we come to eat and drink again!"

Du Yuelian snorted in dissatisfaction, but still went to prepare.

And Ying Ziye followed Liu Jize to the room and sat down.

After a while, Fan Kuai came over with a group of people, including Xiao He whom he had seen during the day.

"Brother Xiao!"

Ying Ziye raised his hands.

"I've met Mr. Zhao!"

Xiao He said with a respectful smile.

Originally, he didn't plan to come. Although he had a good relationship with Liu Ji, he didn't have much interest in drinking and chatting.

However, when he heard Fan Kuai say that there was another young master named Zhao Ye, he decided to follow him. He could sense that he was extraordinary.

Imperial poetry!

Not everyone can write that.

The candlelight flickered, and Liu Ji brought a jar of wine.

Du Yuelian also sent a few bowls, chopsticks, and plates of side dishes.

Liu Ji poured a few glasses of wine and handed them to Ying Ziye and others, clinked the glasses and said with a smile: "Brother, come on!"

"Brother, please!"

Fan Kuai and his younger brothers said respectfully.

"please!"

Ying Ziye smiled calmly.

At the banquet.
To be continued...