Zhou Ze gave him a cold look, and now he was talking as if he was so desperate to deceive others, and he didn't know who came up with this plan?
Early the next morning, Zhou Ze and Song Jintang went out, and their destination was naturally Song Jintang's cloth workshop.
Song Jintang had already guessed that it might be about those orders, but when he actually arrived at the cloth workshop, he couldn't help but feel excited.
There were only two of them in the inner room of Bufang. Zhou Ze said to him seriously: "I am a man who promises a lot of money. Since I promised to give you this batch of orders, I will never break my promise. But now this Very few people know about this, so please don’t go around ruining my story by spreading it.”
Song Jintang nodded repeatedly: "I know, I know, and I will never tell anyone about it."
Seeing his cheerful assurance, Zhou Ze's expression improved a little: "It's not that serious. I will go to the prefect soon to explain this matter. First, let your cloth shop rush to make a few official clothes from previous years." Once it is served, a dedicated person will inspect it. If the quality is not up to standard, I can’t help you."
Song Jintang nodded to express that he understood.
Zhou Ze found a piece of paper from somewhere and said: "To reassure you, you have to sign this order first. Once you sign, this batch of business will not be able to escape."
Song Jintang was a little hesitant. He had never made official uniforms before, and he didn't know if other shops would have the same procedures for making official uniforms.
Zhou Ze immediately became unhappy: "Why, brother Song, you still don't want to sign? Forget it if you don't want to sign. There are countless people waiting outside who want to sign this certificate."
Song Jintang hurriedly took the voucher: "Sign, I sign." He quickly signed his name on the voucher and stamped the seal of the cloth factory.
Zhou Ze had a noncommittal look on his face: "Okay, I'll explain this matter clearly to you. The official uniform matter will be done quickly in the next two days, so I can explain it easily when the higher ups send someone to check it in two days."
After Song Jintang accompanied Zhou Ze to leave Bufang, he invited him to have lunch at the largest restaurant in Weihui Mansion. In a quiet private room, Zhou Ze said slowly while drinking: "I have one more thing. I want to tell you."
"What's the matter, Brother Zhou, just tell me. If there's anything I can do to help, I'll share your worries."
"It's about Xue'er."
"Xue'er?"
"Yes, the Wen family's property was occupied by her second uncle. I originally wanted to help her get it back, but she insisted on coming to you first. You also know that logically speaking, this married girl cannot "Dividing the family property"
"Although Xue'er and you are not married yet, your engagement is visible to all, so if you want to get back Xue'er's property, you must first terminate the engagement with her. Of course, my brother also knows that you two are deeply in love. , so this engagement is just a formality, after I help Xueer take back the Wen family, you should still get married, it won’t have any impact, dear brother, do you think this is true?"
Song Jintang hesitated for a moment. Wen Shaoxue's mood has not yet been completely restored. What if she really breaks off the engagement with her, and what if she suddenly regrets and leaves? Or if she tells Zhou Ze what she wants to say, Zhou Ze will Wouldn't you retaliate against him in a fit of anger?
Therefore, he did not completely reply to Zhou Ze's words: "Brother Zhou is right, but this important matter of marriage cannot be trivial. You also know that I don't care at all whether Xueer has the Wen family's property or not.
All I care about is her. So this matter depends on Xue'er's own wishes. I'll go back and discuss it with her."
Zhou Ze nodded: "I also know that this may be unfair to you, but the Wen family's things originally belong to you and Xue'er. Although the Wen family has fallen, it is still a number that cannot be underestimated.
, taking it back will also be of great help to you in your future lives."
In fact, Song Jintang is not greedy for the money, but he has no way to determine Wen Shaoxue's intentions now. He is afraid that the attempt will be in vain, so he does not dare to try easily.
When Zhou Ze came back, Lin Chong was playing with Green Qi enthusiastically in his room, but the tone that came out was really unflattering.
Zhou Ze actually felt very strange about the emperor. Sometimes he felt that he was mature, steady and always confident in doing things, and he was a trustworthy king. Sometimes, he seemed like a child, causing trouble and causing headaches.
It was as if many people were glaring at them now, but Lin Chong seemed not to notice them and was still enjoying himself.
Seeing that Zhou Ze was finally back, he happily invited Zhou Ze to come over and play with him.
Zhou Ze walked over and finally saved Lu Qi from Lin Chong's hands, and finally saved other people in the house from Lin Chong's music. At this moment, Zhou Ze's image was unprecedentedly tall in everyone's eyes.
Lin Chong was very sorry to be deprived of the joy of playing the piano, so he had no choice but to harm the books Zhou Ze had picked up along the way.
Zhou Ze sat down, burned a stick of incense on the desk, washed his hands, then sat down and gently touched the strings of Lu Qi's piano. The strings vibrated, and soon the clearer and melodious sound of the piano echoed in the room.
Although Lin Chong did not understand the guqin, he felt that the sound was like the sound of nature, and the lingering sound lingered for three days. Soon many people were attracted by the sound of Zhou Ze's qin and came to the door to watch secretly.
Lin Chong is much better than them, because he can sit next to him and watch openly. The smoke rises, the fragrance lingers on the tip of the nose, and the music is melodious and sweet, which makes people feel a sense of seclusion for no reason. It is as if they are not in the world now.
It is located in a deep house compound in the secular world, but in a quiet bamboo forest.
After the song ended, Zhou Ze slowly stopped what he was doing, and Lin Chong couldn't help but applaud: "Master Zhou, you are so amazing. I didn't expect you to have such a unique skill. It's so hidden."
Zhou Ze had a calm look on his face: "My level is average, and it's because of Lu Qi that I can achieve this effect. If you really think my piano sounds good, please stop reading my books."
Lin Chong pretended to be stupid: "When did it happen? No, I'm not used to it."
Zhou Ze shook his head helplessly and said nothing more.
The others saw that Mr. Zhou did not intend to continue playing the piano, so they all dispersed.
However, for a long time after this, the Zhou Mansion could hear the maids whispering, "Master Zhou is really a handsome man."
"Yes, you are in a high position at a young age, and you have no pretensions at all. It's not like some people today who just became a minor official and think they are great."
"Yes, Mr. Zhou always smiles at me, it's so beautiful..."
"I'm so good at playing the piano..."
"..."
For this kind of evaluation, Lin Chong only has four words to say: polite scum.
Of course, later he secretly went to Zhou Ze to teach him to play the piano, which was another story.