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The first thousand five hundred and eighty-eight chapters

 Oh my god! What's going on! What's going on! Who can tell me! What's going on with this, this, this, this!!!

All the officials opened their mouths and couldn't help but rub their eyes again and again. They couldn't believe the scene in front of them.

They tried their best to lick Governor Zhang Jing, but Zhang Jing ran quickly to catch up with Zhu Pingan, who had left at an unknown time, and took the initiative to invite Zhu Pingan to his house for a drink, and even served him with tribute wine given by the emperor.

"Pearl Red" treat!

Oh my god, this jar of "Pearl Red" is the tribute wine given by the Holy Emperor when Governor Zhang made plans with Mao Bowen, the Minister of War at the time, in the 19th year of Jiajing's reign to seek peace in the south and return to the DPRK. It has been treasured for more than ten years now.

Even a few years ago, when Zhang Jing's son got married, his father-in-law wanted to taste it, but Zhang Jing was not willing to open the jar of imperial wine.

But! Can you believe it?! Today! Zhang Jing, who has been appointed as the governor-general of Jiangnan! He even rushed to invite Zhu Ping'an to come over for a drink, and even entertained him with this imperial tribute wine "Pearl Red"!!

!

Everyone couldn't believe their eyes, couldn't believe their ears, and couldn't accept this reality!

Why is Zhu Ping'an?! Even though he is the number one scholar, even though he made the first contribution to the Japanese invasion, and even though he was promoted to deputy envoy of the Zhejiang Prosecution and Prosecution Commission, when it comes to marriage, Zhang Jing is present.

Old acquaintances; in terms of secrets, there were officials from the Ministry of War present; in terms of positions, there were chief envoys, inspector envoys, Yingtian garrison, patrol censors, etc. There were many people with higher positions and more authority than Zhu Ping'an.

; In terms of merit, Wei Guogong and Linhuai Marquis are not bad either. Besides, there are only a few dozen people present this time. There are many people present who have made greater achievements in the past. Why does he, Zhu Ping'an, have the right?!

How could he, Zhu Pingan, be so favored by Governor Zhang?!

When did Zhu Pingan gain such favor from Governor Zhang?!

However, whether you accept it or not, the fact is that Governor Zhang invited Zhu Pingan to come over for a drink.

The two of them had already gone to Zhang Mansion hand in hand.

Everyone looked at the back of Zhu Ping'an who was walking with Zhang Jing, feeling jealous, jealous and jealous.

"Hey, Lao Li, when did your wise nephew hook up with Governor Zhang?"

Duke Guo of Wei looked at Zhang Jing and Zhu Ping'an leaving hand in hand, bumped Linhuai Marquis' shoulder, and asked with confusion on his face.

"What is hooking up?! Can you talk?" Linhuai Marquis glared at him.

"Hehe, isn't this just a casual comment? Okay, let's get down to business. When did the wise nephew have such a deep friendship with Governor Zhang?" Wei Guogong chuckled, and then asked seriously.

"Do you want to hear the truth?" Linhuai Marquis asked.

"Of course, what you said is not nonsense. If you hear lies, I can just make them up myself. Why are you asking me?"

Duke Wei rolled his eyes.

"To be honest, I don't know either." Marquis Linhuai paused for a moment, then spread his hands with a wry smile.

"You really listen to what you say. It's like listening to farts. In addition to wasting your ears, it's also hurting your body."

Wei Guogong rolled his eyes speechlessly.

The Marquis of Linhuai thought for a moment and continued, "I have never heard that my nephew had any friendship with Governor Zhang before. However, at Eunuch Chen's reception banquet three days ago, I saw my nephew talking to Governor Zhang at the table.

It seems that Governor Zhang was unhappy at first, but later on he seemed to be trying to make do with the conversation."

"That's it?! What kind of ecstasy soup did the nephew pour into Governor Zhang at the reception banquet?!" Wei Guogong couldn't help being stunned when he heard this. The nephew and Governor Zhang were on friendly terms at the reception banquet three days ago, but why do they look like this today?

It's like a year-end friendship. I really can't think of any other explanation other than giving Governor Zhang some ecstasy soup.

"Is it important that you know how my nephew established a friendship with Governor Zhang? When did your nephew become friends with Governor Zhang? You only need to know that my nephew has a good relationship with Governor Zhang. That's enough."

The Marquis of Linhuai patted Wei Guogong on the shoulder and smiled slightly. He couldn't hide the joy on his face. The good nephew Ping'an has a good relationship with Zhang Jing, which is really great. With the good nephew's relationship, he doesn't have to worry about getting along with him.

Governor Zhang.

"Well, yes, that's it. Hehe, three days ago, after I heard the truth about the relationship between Xian Nephew and Chen Hong, I was disappointed for a long time. I didn't expect that hehe, there is no way out, and there is a bright future in another village. Xian

My nephew actually has such a good relationship with Governor Zhang. Governor Zhang is much higher and more powerful than his greedy perverted eunuch. In the land of Jiangnan, Governor Zhang is the well-deserved number one person. With the relationship between my nephew and my nephew, we can

Don’t worry about your friendship with Governor Zhang.”

After hearing what the Marquis of Linhuai said, Duke Guo of Wei suddenly came to his senses and nodded in surprise with a smile.

"Just understand. Don't forget that last time you said you wanted to thank your nephew Ping An. Be prepared for surprises."

Marquis Linhuai reminded.

"Don't worry, I've spent a lot of money this time." Wei Guogong patted his chest.

No matter what everyone thinks, Zhu Ping'an has followed Zhang Jing to the Zhang Mansion. The Zhang Mansion is very simple, with only a two-entry courtyard, which is at least half smaller than the Linhuai Marquis' mansion in Yingtian. The concierge only has a man in his fifties or sixties with gray hair.

's door.

The front yard is narrow and there is not much open space. There are four rooms in a row facing south. One room near the gate serves as the concierge, and the other three rooms serve as guest rooms.

Zhu Ping'an followed Zhang Jing through the narrow front yard, stepped into the hanging flower door, and entered the inner yard. The inner yard was slightly wider than the front yard, with a square to the north, two east and west rooms on both sides, and two wing rooms on the east and west sides.

There is no decoration in the yard. Except for the house, it is all open-air. There is no corridor connecting the main house and the east and west wings.

The backyard is a little popular, but as far as I can see, there are only five or six maids and ladies, and they all stand and call me master.

"Sir, you are back. I heard from the monkey that you were promoted to governor. Thank God. Is that true?"

A woman in her fifties walked out of the house, her face was weathered but not old, her eyes were bright, her hair was silvery but neatly styled, her clothes were simple but neat, and she looked happy.

asked.

"There are still guests, but I'm rude." After the woman went out, she noticed Zhu Ping'an following Zhang Jing. She couldn't help but paused, bowed slightly apologetically, then looked at Zhang Jing and complained, "

Master, when you invite someone to come home, why don't you send me a letter in advance so that you can prepare more dishes for your wife."

"I entered Zhu Ping'an at the end of my studies and met Madam. I came here abruptly and disturbed Madam." Zhu Ping'an stepped forward and bowed his hands.

"It's so rude. I'm so happy that the master is willing to take people home. He is usually aloof and has few guests at home. It's so deserted. I wish he would bring people home more often." The woman smiled.

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