Zhao Qiang didn't know these low-level military attachés, and they didn't know him either. So even though they were sitting at the same table, they were clearly separated. They talked about theirs, Zhao Qiang and Zhao Qiang's. They didn't interfere with each other, so they had nothing to say.
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After waiting like this for about half a quarter of an hour, Hu Er hasn't come to him yet, and Zhao Qiang is not in a hurry. Since Gao Shiqi arranged this matter, he will definitely let himself meet Mingzhu, otherwise he will not let himself
coming.
After a while, I heard someone in the inner courtyard call out, "Let's have a dinner! Sir, please take your time!" Then a servant from the Ming Dynasty in the same courtyard also called out, and the crowd calmed down. I stood in various places in the courtyard.
The people who were chatting with me in the same year all took their places. Zhao Qiang also came to the table with three people. They probably looked like military attaches. Since there were no bannermen, they were obviously from the Green Camp. During the peace of San Francisco, Mingzhu advocated the reuse of the Green Camp and hired many Han generals.
, so the officers of the Green Camp had a good impression of this military officer and were much closer to him than other bannermen officials. Therefore, Zhao Qiang was not surprised to see so many officers of the Green Camp appearing in Mingzhu Mansion.
Most of the officials sitting in the outer court were low-ranking officials, most of whom were warriors. Compared with the officials in the inner court, they had less taboos and particularities. Therefore, after three rounds of drinking, they punched each other and encouraged others to drink. The scene was
It suddenly became lively.
"Five-flowered horse, six-six smooth!"
"Brother, here's a drink to you all!"
"Come on, Man!"
"We haven't done anything yet, but Wang Laosan can't do it anymore?! Come on, don't worry about him, let's keep drinking!"
"..."
Zhao Qiang didn't know any of these people, so no one drank with him. They just sat there and watched the Green Camp officers pouring wine into their stomachs like water. After drinking, they wiped their mouths and shouted.
"Happy", then fork a mouthful of vegetables and put it in his mouth, hold up the wine jar and "gurgling" it was filled again. It was very interesting and enjoyable to watch. The aroma of the wine mixed with the aroma of the vegetables was very refreshing.
After enduring the slander, Zhao Qiang finally did not dare to pick up the bowl and drink. He was afraid that being so drunk would cause trouble.
After the table was almost full, Hu Er finally arrived.
"Master Mi, please come over." Hu Er's attitude was obviously much more respectful than before.
"Okay, please lead the way." Zhao Qiang stood up, bowed his hands to everyone at the table, nodded, and then followed Hu Er into the inner courtyard. The green camp officers didn't take it seriously and shouted again at the top of their voices.
The inner courtyard is not like the outer courtyard where tables are placed everywhere. There is a large area of empty space, and the servants coming in and out are much more orderly than in the outer courtyard. There is a large area next to the steps of the main hall, with seven or eight tables scattered here and there.
The table is not filled with large pots of chicken, duck and fish like the outer courtyard, but is delicately displayed with fried double crispy meat, fried mutton with green onions, grilled wings, fried duck feet, braised four edges, braised yellow cabbage, three non-stick dishes, vinegar
Pepper fish, stir-fried diced chicken, braised fish fillets, it looks like honey, five fillet fish, small nests and other dishes. The officials sitting there are not as noisy as the outer courtyard, and there are very few people eating seriously.
They were talking to each other, occasionally using chopsticks, and drinking instead of using bowls, but using small cups made in Jingdezhen. They just took a sip with each other, just to express their feelings. Obviously, these officials and gentry were drunk.
Weng Zhi didn't care about wine, what they cared about was the chair under their buttocks, because this chair was not something that ordinary people could sit on, but it symbolized status and power. Zhao Qiang didn't see the female relatives, so his thoughts must be in the backyard.
There were many people sitting in the main hall. Looking from a distance, they were all first- and second-rank officials with red and blue hats. There was laughter. Zhao Qiang had just stepped up the steps in front of the main hall when he heard voices coming from inside.
"Hard work pits the sky and the moon the most. One night is like a ring. Night after night, it is determined. If it is like a moon wheel, it will be bright and clear at the end. If you don't give up the ice and snow for your warmth, the worldly relationship will be easily broken. The swallow is still there, softly stepping on the curtain hook and saying, after singing the sorrow of the autumn grave
Before resting, the spring bush recognizes the two-dwelling butterfly."
"Good words! They are indeed good words. Mr. Nalan is indeed the most talented man in Manchuria, and he deserves his reputation!"
"Not only is he the most talented man among the Manchus, but if you look around the world, you may not be able to find another person with such talent!"
"Ming Xiang, you have given birth to a wonderful son!"
"Everyone is so complimentary. If you continue to praise me like this, I'm afraid I'll get a little carried away."
"How could that be possible? Mr. Xingde is a real talent, not one of those poets who can only memorize some Tang poetry and Song lyrics. Mr. Ming, don't be afraid, Mr. Xingde, the number one talent, will never fall to the
It’s from someone else’s house, haha”
"Haha, if you ask me, if you dare to enter the palace and ask the emperor to give a big plaque to Prime Minister Ming, "The most talented person in the world", then Prime Minister Ming will laugh and bend down because of fear!"
"Ha ha"
"hehe"
""
Everyone in the hall clapped and applauded the song "Die Lian Hua", and she didn't know whether they were sincere or not, but so many people praised their precious son in unison. Mingzhu was very relieved and happy after hearing this. She picked up her wine glass and walked to the table.
Toast.
Nalan Xingde did not expect that the song "Die Lian Hua" he had just composed would be shown by Amma for everyone to comment on. He was a little uneasy at first, fearing that it would not be done well and people would laugh at him, but after seeing this
The scene was also extremely joyful. He followed Amma with a wine glass in his hand, his face showing both pride and humility.
"Dongzhu Mi, this way."
Zhao Qiang stood outside and did not dare to enter lightly. Hu Er also saw that the master was urging everyone to drink, and did not dare to bring people in at this moment. The two of them were standing outside, but they saw Gao Shiqi waving to Zhao Qiang. Zhao Qiang saw
He walked over hurriedly and cautiously. The hall was busy, but no one noticed him.
"Have you brought all the treasures of the proprietor?" Gao Shiqi's first sentence was to ask Zhao Qiang if he had brought any treasures.
Zhao Qiang nodded and said: "I picked up some valuable ones, but I didn't dare to bring the others for fear of making the Prime Minister laugh."
Gao Shiqi only asked: "Have you brought the beads?"
Zhao Qiang was startled: "What beads?"
"Those Dongzhu of yours, haha." Gao Shiqi leaned slightly and whispered: "The fact that you exchanged a Dongzhu for a painting has spread throughout the capital, and everyone knows that you are still alive."
There are more than a dozen of them, and they are all jealous. Now I will introduce you to Ming Xiang and ask Ming Xiang to buy these beads from you, so that those people will not be interested in beads anymore, otherwise"
Gao Shiqi didn't say it clearly, but Zhao Qiang understood as soon as he heard it that the two proprietors who came to the antique shop made him a target of public criticism.
"You come with me." Seeing that Mingzhu had finished a round of worship and was chatting with several officials, Gao Shiqi patted Zhao Qiang and led him over.
"Ming Xiang, the baby I mentioned is here." Gao Shiqi introduced Zhao Qiang to Mingzhu with a smile, and nodded to Mingzhu with a hint of meaning.
"Oh? Is this person Solon Miqing?" Mingzhu looked at Zhao Qiang and said with a smile: "If you are a hero, no wonder the people in Gutai can't do anything to you." Turning to Gao Shiqi: "I don't know if it can be used."
"I'll ask you later. If you can use it, use it. If you can't, don't use it. Everything will be decided by the clear sign."
Zhao Qiang didn't know what these two people were talking about. He was obviously here to sell things, but why did the two of them not ask about his goods, but just said these words in his head. He stood there without knowing why, looking at him in confusion.