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Chapter 161 Meeting Yang Zhao

Riding a horse to the door of Luo's house, Zhou Jun entered the concierge and learned that Luo Anyuan had a guest today.

With the intention of not disturbing him, Zhou Jun just told the concierge that his elder brother Zhou Ze would come out, say a few words and then leave.

Unexpectedly, Luo Anyuan listened to the report, ran out with a smile, grabbed Zhou Jun's hand, and pulled him to the right compartment.

Luo Anyuan: "I'm here just in time. Let's sit down and have a glass of wine together so we can get to know each other."

Zhou Jun hesitated: "I came without being invited. I'm afraid the guests will be dissatisfied when they see you."

Luo Anyuan shook his head and said with a smile: "They are all people of average age. How can they be so tacky? Come in quickly and let me introduce you to them."

Entering the small courtyard in the right wing, Zhou Jun saw a young man sitting in the courtyard.

When the man saw Luo Anyuan coming back, he quickly stood up.

Zhou Jun saw that the man was tall, handsome and had a good appearance.

Luo Anyuan said: "Mr. Zhou, this is Yang Canjun of Youjinwu Guard."

Zhou Jun didn't notice it at first, but after thinking about it carefully, he paused and asked quickly: "Is Yang Canjun a member of Hezhong Prefecture?"

Yang Canjun was stunned, nodded and said, "Zhao is from Yongle County, Hezhong Prefecture."

Zhou Jun took a breath, looked at Yang Zhao again, and sighed in his heart. The man in front of him was Yang Guozhong.

Luo Anyuan was surprised when he heard this and asked Zhou Jun: "Does Mr. Zhou know Yang Canjun?"

Zhou Jun: "I heard a friend say this before."

After hearing this, both Luo Anyuan and Yang Zhao were stunned.

Then, Luo Anyuan introduced Zhou Jun to Yang Zhao.

When Yang Zhao heard the word "Zhou Jun", he was very excited. He just said that he had heard about it a long time ago, and he only wished that he could meet him today.

The three of them were seated. Luo Anyuan ordered someone to add wine utensils, and said to Zhou Jun: "I met Yang Canjun when I was on duty. He was generous and generous, so we became friends."

Zhou Jun nodded and said with a smile: "I think Yang Canjun's appearance is beyond words, and he will surely become a successful man in the future."

Yang Zhao was overjoyed: "Does Mr. Zhou still know his face?"

Luo Anyuan said with a smile: "Erlang is very capable."

The three of them talked and laughed and drank a few rounds of wine.

Luo Anyuan put down his wine glass and said to the other two people: "A certain person bought a maid a few days ago. I'm going to call her here now so that you two can take a look."

Yang Zhao was curious and kept urging.

After a while, a handsome maidservant of thirteen or fourteen years old carefully came to Luo Anyuan's side and performed a blessing.

Zhou Jun looked at the maidservant and saw that she had a fair complexion and a pleasant appearance. In her words and deeds, she did not seem to be from the Central Plains.

Luo Anyuan revealed the answer to the mystery: "This is a newly purchased Silla maid—Xingzhu."

Yang Zhao was amazed when he saw it.

Zhou Jun looked at the Silla maid's features again, and found that the woman's appearance seemed vaguely familiar.

Luo Anyuan saw Zhou Jun looking carefully, so he smiled and asked: "How is it? Does it look a bit like Song Duzhi?"

Song Ruo'e?

After Luo Anyuan's reminder, Zhou Jun also woke up.

Indeed, this Silla maid is somewhat similar to Song Ruo'e.

Yang Zhao said: "I heard that the price of Silla maids in Chang'an City remains high."

Luo Anyuan nodded and said: "You two might as well take a guess, how much copper did a certain person use to buy the apricot beads?"

Seeing that Zhou Jun and Yang Zhao were both thinking, Luo Anyuan did not intend to show off anymore, but just raised three fingers.

When Yang Zhao saw this, he couldn't help but said: "Thirty guan? It's not cheap."

Luo Anyuan said with a smile: "What thirty guan, it's three hundred guan!"

When Yang Zhao heard this, he almost spit out the wine in his mouth: "Three hundred dollars?! This much money is worth two houses in Chang'an!"

Compared to Yang Zhao's surprise, Zhou Jun, as a slave Yalang, was nothing unusual.

A Silla maid with a good appearance and good character will definitely be very popular in Chang'an City as long as she is taught the Mandarin of the Tang Dynasty and some etiquette and culture.

Luo Anyuan said at this time: "That day, I was walking through the market as usual and accidentally saw an apricot pearl. I was so excited that I took my savings from my daily life and bought it while bidding with others."

Yang Zhao first glanced at Luo Anyuan, then at Xingzhu, then drank a glass of wine, lowered his head and sighed: "This money is really a good thing."

"When Zhao was young, he traveled to Chang'an. Because he was penniless and had no relatives or support, he suffered a lot of injustice."

"This time, on the recommendation of Sima Zhangchou, I set out from Shu and entered Chang'an with heavy gifts."

"On the way, I sorted out the Shu treasures worth millions, and the way others looked at me changed a lot."

Zhou Jun listened and understood in his heart.

Jiannan Jiedu envoy Zhangchou Jianqiong wanted to make good friends with the Yang family, and asked Yang Zhao to bring a large amount of Shu wealth to the Yang family sisters.

Because of this, Yang Zhao gained the respect of the Yang sisters and was recommended to Li Longji, where he became a soldier of the Youjin Wu Guard and joined the army.

Luo Anyuan comforted Yang Zhao a few words, then asked Xingzhu to get the Yazheng and play a song for everyone.

This Silla maid had a good appearance and a well-behaved personality. She even played musical instruments very well. When Zhou Jun saw her, he just sighed.

The song is over.

Seeing that the sun was setting in the west and it was getting late, Zhou Jun proposed to meet again on another day, citing the curfew.

Luo Anyuan originally wanted to keep Zhou Jun at home, but seeing the latter's resolute attitude, he had no choice but to nod in agreement, then stood up and sent Yang Zhao out first.

Zhou Junze came to Luo Yingcai's wing and found his eldest brother Zhou Ze.

Pulling Zhou Ze to the corner, Zhou Jun handed the box containing the scroll articles in his arms to the former while no one was paying attention.

Zhou Ze took the box, and while listening to Zhou Jun speak, he opened it and looked at it carefully.

After struggling in his heart, Zhou Ze said to Zhou Jun: "Hengcai has good intentions and accepts it for his brother, but Chunwei is a talented person who takes the exam, how can he take advantage of this method?"

Zhou Jun drank some wine and heard Zhou Ze's words. He couldn't help but feel angry. He approached the latter and shouted in a deep voice: "Who among those who took the examination in previous years has not done it? My brother is stubborn and only cares about himself.

You are so noble, but you have forgotten about Yu Junniang?"

Hearing the words "Yu Jun Niang", Zhou Ze was startled for a moment, then sighed deeply, took the box, and simply said: "What Heng Cai taught me is that I almost missed a big event. I should keep this kindness in my heart as a brother."

Seeing Zhou Ze put away the box, Zhou Jun raised his legs and walked towards the concierge.

When he arrived outside the door, Zhou Jun found that Yang Zhao had not left yet, but was surrounding his Wusun horse, looking at it and admiring it.

Seeing Zhou Jun coming out, Yang Zhao excitedly asked the former: "Master Zhou, is this Wusun horse yours?"

Zhou Jun nodded and said: "Yes."

Yang Zhao said with emotion: "When you look at horses, you can achieve great success. This Wusun horse, no matter the mouth, chest and flank, legs and feet, is all top quality. I have seen this kind of appearance once in Zizhou, and I asked for the price."

That’s a thousand pieces of gold.”

Zhou Jun smiled and said a few polite words.

Seeing Zhou Jun get on his horse and gradually go away, Yang Zhao was envious and jealous, and just said: "I only hate that Zhao has been wearing quilts for many years, and the sacks and ladles have been empty. One day, he will be so tired that he will be exhausted. This kind of extravagance will surely end in his downfall!"

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