While Zhu Ping'an was listening to the fat-headed and big-eared official talking about the secrets of the fan, the side door of Yan's Mansion opened and began to accept submissions. The people in line were excited.≠
The one at the front of the queue was an official from another province. He arrived in the capital yesterday and didn't queue up. He stayed at a nearby inn. Today, as soon as the ban ended, he came over and queued up as soon as possible.
The administrative region of the Ming Dynasty was also called a province. The administrative area of the Ming Dynasty was divided into two capitals and 13 chief envoys. The two capitals refer to Shuntian Prefecture (i.e., North Zhili) and Yingtian (i.e., south Zhili), and 13 chief envoys.
It is called 13 Divisions for short, and is commonly known as 13 Provinces. Some people also call Zhili District a province, which is how the name 15 Provinces in the Ming Dynasty came from.
Hard work pays off.
Sweat and rewards are always directly proportional.
It is precisely because this provincial official came to wait for him right after the night ban that he was the first in line today.
The side door of Yan's Mansion opened, and a middle-aged man in his forties walked out. He was dressed in fine steward-style clothes and looked like he was still asleep after eating. He was picking his teeth with a toothpick in his hand.
, walked out in a flash.
This man is very special. He has a photographic memory. He walks at 45 degrees and looks at the sky without looking at people directly. This guarantees that people will not forget him after seeing him.
"Mr. Henian?!"
"It's really Mr. Henian!"
"I didn't expect that Mr. Henian would show up in person today."
"Mr. Henian really doesn't have any airs. He personally came forward to handle the matters of worship for us. It's a great honor for us."
Seeing this person going out, the people outside were shocked. Just like the fanatical star-chasers of the 21st century, they were as excited as if they had met their idol, stretching out their hands and bowing to say compliments to him from a distance.
if.
This guy is the high-ranking official of the Yan family, the Yan Nian who has a good way of "making money"?
Zhu Ping'an looked at the butler with eyes on the top of his head with interest, and slightly twitched the corner of his mouth.
Is it true that a third-rank official in front of the prime minister dares to call a housekeeper "sir"?! The ancient "sir" is not like the modern "sir" that men can call. Those who are sir were born before me and heard the truth before me.
In ancient times, only seniors with high moral standing and profound knowledge were qualified to call "sir", which was a respectful title for people with a certain identity and status.
"I have admired the name of Mr. Henian for a long time but never had the chance to meet him. But when I saw him today, Mr. Henian is really extraordinary. I am really lucky to see Mr. Henian in his life."
When the provincial official who was first in line saw Yan Nian going out, he immediately lifted the sleeves of his official uniform to reveal the folding fan in his hand, and immediately greeted him, bowing as if meeting a superior, and uttering compliments.
This is so greasy
Zhu Ping'an had goosebumps as he listened from behind. From the back, he could see that the official was wearing a blue official uniform with a white pheasant pattern embroidered on the uniform, indicating that the official was a fifth-rank official. A fifth-rank official, in an official without
In front of a housekeeper of any rank, he would go so far as to flatter him.
Yan Nian was a bit rude at first, but when he caught a glimpse of the fan in the official's hand, Yan Nian's cold expression showed signs of melting, and he responded with a "You're welcome, you're welcome" with a twitching mouth.
Soon, after the official skillfully and covertly stuffed several banknotes into Yan Nian's hand, the two became more intimate as if they were meeting old friends.
The officials passed smoothly and were led into the Yan Mansion by the servants of the Yan Mansion, where they waited respectfully for the summons of Mr. Yan Ge.
The person in second place also came well prepared, carrying a fan and generous gifts, and passed smoothly.
The third person also passed successfully.
Basically, everyone who comes here comes well prepared, knows all the rules, and has a very high passing rate.
Soon it was Zhu Pingan's turn.
"I've met Mr. Henian." Zhu Ping'an stepped forward, slightly arched his hands, and then handed over the greeting card.
polite
But not humble.
There is a huge difference from the almost kneeling and licking postures of the previous ones.
Um?
Hearing this, Yan Nian, who had half-closed eyes, moved his eyelids, glanced at Zhu Pingan, and glanced up and down...
No fan!
So disrespectful!
Yan Nian's expression, melted by the people in front of him, turned cold again. You must know that since he became the chief steward of the Yan Mansion, except for the master, few people have seen him holding him in respectful hands.
where did it come from
Nothing will happen
Don't get used to this kind of rudeness.
Yan Nian lowered his face and did not bother Zhu Pingan. He looked past Zhu Pingan and saw the fat-headed and big-eared official behind Zhu Pingan, and saw the fan in his hand.
So Yan Nian squinted his eyes and said to the fat official, "You come first. I seem to have seen you queuing up yesterday."
The fat official was overjoyed and glanced at Zhu Pingan smugly. Then he pushed Zhu Pingan to the back and bowed in front of Yan Nian. His fat face smiled like a flower, "Crane Nian"
Sir, it is such an honor to meet you..."
This is polite.
Yan Nian was very satisfied with the fat official's knowledge.
The fat official had a very expressive expression. After he said the first sentence, his fat face was filled with concern and heartache, which was very sincere.
I can't bear to disturb you. I didn't expect that you would go out of your way to handle our visit today. This kind of dedication and dedication is really a role model for us. I have mixed feelings, and I should learn from Mr. Henian in the future."
As the fat official said this, he bowed in salute and secretly stuffed a few banknotes into Yannian's sleeves.
Zhu Pingan listened from behind and rolled his eyes.
"There is no way, the master has given me this important task, and I have to shoulder the hard work." Yan Nian said, counting the banknotes in his hand, and his expression melted.
After a few words, Yan Nian asked the fat official to go into Yan's mansion to wait.
Did you see it, learn from it... Before the fat official left, he gave Zhu Ping'an a proud look.
Then, it was Zhu Pingan's turn again.
"I would like to ask Mr. He Nian to pay homage to me, and my subordinate Zhu Ping'an will pay homage to Mr. Yan." Zhu Ping'an handed over the greeting card honestly.
Lao Zhi, no matter what your name is! If you don’t know the rules and don’t have filial piety, don’t even think about getting in! Yesterday, those fanboys were rejected. Didn’t they also learn the rules?
Yan Nian seemed not to have heard Zhu Pingan's words. He glanced at Zhu Pingan with drooping eyes. After Zhu Pingan repeated it, he took the greeting card from Zhu Pingan and waved his hand impatiently, "
Okay, you go back and wait for news."
Just like that, I beat Zhu Pingan without any intention of letting Zhu Pingan in.
You can tell what it means at a glance.
"Please come back."
After Yan Nian said what he said, two guards came to the door of Yan's Mansion. They came over with fierce faces, one from the left and the other from the right, and "asked" Zhu Ping'an to leave. They looked like we would take action if you don't leave.
Zhu Ping'an twitched the corner of his mouth, but said nothing. He shook his head slightly and withdrew knowingly.
After Zhu Pingan was "invited" to leave, Yan Nian opened Zhu Pingan's greeting card in front of everyone, glanced at it, then raised his hand and threw it to the ground...
Isn’t it just a Xiaoliupin!
I have seen a lot of third-grade and fourth-grade people...
"I will remember this from now on, don't let anyone in and queue up! Not just any dog or cat can enter our Yan Mansion."
Not only that, Yan Nian also scolded the guard in front of the Yan Mansion in front of everyone.
People in the queue said yes one after another, echoing and bursting into laughter.
Zhu Ping'an, who had retreated to the street, paused slightly when he heard this, turned around and glanced back, sweeping from Yan Nian to the towering Yan Mansion gate, then shook his head and smiled to himself, turned around and strode into the street.
Just when Zhu Ping'an disappeared around the corner, a large sedan carried by eight people on West Chang'an Street came slowly from the direction of Xiyuan... (To be continued.) 8