A man in silk and satin clothes, bulging with strength due to his strong figure, was getting off the bullock cart, and the boys who followed him came over to help him.
"Haha, I guess my brothers have already arrived. I'm afraid I'll have to drink three drinks as a penalty." The distant nephew of Cui Zhaoquan, Minister of the Ministry of War, is a new steward of the Shangshu Mansion. This steward Cui is now very popular with some petty officials in the capital.
Most of them are welcomed by the sons of petty officials and even the sons of nobles and concubines.
Someone was treating someone today, and he was thinking about how much benefit he would get from it, so he entered the restaurant. He just looked up inadvertently and frowned: "Did you see that?"
Cui Guanshi asked the boy, but the boy didn't know what was going on and was startled: "What?"
"Wang Er." I just saw a figure walking upstairs. Is it Wang Er who is working with the butler?
The boy thought for a moment and shook his head: "No, when I came out, I happened to hear people talking, saying that Wang Er had just taken an errand to go shopping in the west of the city. There must be a lot of money... This is the east of the city, not the same direction.
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"Oh, that's what I saw wrong." Manager Cui thought for a moment, but seemed unsure that the person was Wang Er. In addition, the appointed time was coming soon, so he did not stop at the second floor and went directly to the third floor via the stairs.
In a private room on the second floor, Wang Er, a servant of the Minister of War, who was supposed to be working in the west of the city, was drinking with three people.
There are seven or eight kinds of dishes on the table. There are not many dishes, but each one is the signature dish of this restaurant. One table, including a jar of good pear blossom wine, costs a lot.
The two people who are more familiar with Wang Er are the two people who work in the Ministry of Justice sitting diagonally across from each other. Although they are ordinary petty officials, they are not ordinary people who can make friends. Naturally, they are familiar with the servants of the Minister of the Ministry of War who are in the same camp. They usually drink and play.
, and often called Wang Er.
At this time, the two men were drinking wine and talking to the young man.
Before Wang Er came, he had heard from these two servants that this was an Imperial College student, and he was the first Imperial College student.
This person was willing to make friends and drink with them. To be honest, Wang Er was really proud of himself, thinking that he had really made a name for himself and was no longer a nobody.
Once he saw his face and looked at his appearance, Wang Er felt a sudden change in his heart as he was a discerning servant of the Shangshu Mansion.
Although the young man's clothes are old and not new, and I heard he is not a young man from an official family, his demeanor is not inferior to that of a young man from the Shangshu family.
"Don't be close friends with this person." Wang Erneng was number one in the chief housekeeper. Although he was a relative, he had good work ability. Naturally, he was not someone who vomited everything after drinking. After looking at the young man, he suddenly became wary.
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How could such a person be friends with me? Corporal Li Xian must have some agenda. He didn’t even know when he got involved and died.
Wang Er had made up his mind that since he was invited to drink, he had to give face to him, but he wouldn't say a word that he shouldn't say.
"Please, have another drink." After a few glasses of wine, his face turned red, and he didn't know what was going on. He thought in his heart, but as he drank, he gradually became more and more friendly to the young man.
Su Ziji sat, taking in the expressions of these three people, and used Wen Xin Diao Dragon on these three people at the same time. Although it was a bit reluctant, level 6 Wen Xin Diao Dragon might not be able to deal with high-ranking officials. Such ordinary people
Officials and servants will naturally not fail.
In a hurry, he filled the glasses with the three of them one after another and raised their glasses: "It's really fun to drink with the three of you today! I don't like red tape the most, so you don't think of me as a scholar, just think of me as someone with
Just like you, you are just a foreigner trying to make a living in this capital city."
"Speaking of which, if it weren't for the sake of gaining fame, I wouldn't want to leave my hometown and come to this capital. Hey, there are noble people everywhere here. If you are not careful, you may offend someone without knowing it. It is really difficult."
"Who says it's not the case!" Su Ziji's words immediately resonated with the three people who were also foreigners.
Su Ziji's selection of these three was not a random choice, but the result of screening among more than a dozen people.
These three people are all typical low-level people. They relied on their relatives and friends to get rich. They got benefits and found a place to stay in the capital. They usually made a small fortune and lived a good life.
For this reason, they prefer to make friends and expand their connections, because they firmly believe that one more friend opens up more paths.
Although he has the cunningness of a small person, but with the effect of being a literary mind and carving a dragon, this little precaution is nothing.
Moreover, Su Ziji didn't really intend to ask them for any important news. It would be best if he could ask, and it didn't matter if he couldn't.
Su Ziji, who had not made any excessive demands until now after drinking, made Ben have a good impression of him, and the three of them gradually let down their guard.
Su Ziji's emotion made Wang Er sigh: "Like me, although there is a saying that you are called the seventh-rank official in front of the prime minister's door, this is just nonsense spoken by ordinary people. If you really meet a noble person, you may offend him accidentally.
, lost his life.”
The life of an ordinary slave is not called life.
But when it came to letting him leave and make a living on his own, Wang Er was unwilling to think about his life in his hometown. He just vomited his bitterness casually, as did the two petty officials.
As the conversation progressed, we gradually got into some gossip that only the servants of the Shangshu Mansion or the officers of the Yamen of the Ministry of Punishments would know.
Su Ziji seemed to have said unintentionally: "Speaking of it, it is better to be in the capital. Under the emperor's feet, no matter whether it is drought, flood, or turmoil, due to the blessing of the emperor's dragon energy, your lords are in charge, nothing has happened, and it has been a pity to the southwest."
People who are close to foreigners will be robbed from time to time."
"This time the imperial envoy is leading a team to go to the southwest to deal with a major military case. I'm afraid there will be another trouble."
"I'm not afraid of your jokes. This time I am a student and have to rush to the southwest with the team. I really feel a little unsure."
Su Ziji's frank words immediately made the three people present laugh. It turned out that this was the reason.
Wang Er shook his head and reassured Su Ziji: "I thought you were worried about something? Worried about this? Hey! You don't need to worry about this. Don't worry, nothing will happen!"
"How do you say this?" Su Ziji asked, and drank again.
Wang Ergu said in one gulp: "I have listened several times to Shangguan's discussion. This case is actually very simple. It's just a matter of shirking responsibility after defeat. You blame me and I blame you. Such things are left to military affairs.
Same thing!"
"Brother Wang is right. We have actually secretly discussed this matter in private." One of the two clerks also put down his wine glass and said with a smile: "This war has been going on for almost two years now, and everyone has
We can no longer afford it, so the commander was urged and ordered to finish the fight as soon as possible."
"Are the rebels comfortable? In fact, they can hardly continue fighting. No, I heard that they have sent people to sue for peace, but the conditions are not yet negotiated... This time, the imperial envoys may not be there to close the case..."
"Ah, I've heard about this too. The chief steward is my uncle. When he followed Master Shangshu, Master Shangshu sighed and said that the superiors were very hesitant and couldn't tell whether it was a fight or a peace..."
As soon as these words came out of his mouth, Wang Er subconsciously burped, feeling that he was a little strange today.