In the evening, a man strolled out of the back door of Prince Qi's Mansion. He was about forty years old, of medium build, and was wearing a cotton coat that was not old but not old. But if you look closely, you can see that the steward was wearing deerskin boots.
, it’s already expensive, and wearing cotton-padded clothes is nothing more than a low-key look for the master above.
The extra money he gets from various places every month is far more than the monthly money, so every time after evening, when he has nothing to do, he is willing to take some money with him and go to the gambling house to gamble a few times, and then go
Find a girl in a brothel and have fun.
It was the same today, but he had not gone very far when he was stopped by a man, who held his hand in his hand and said, "Are you Manager Chen?"
"It's me, who are you?" Manager Chen was startled and asked.
It seemed that half of the person's face was covered by a leather hat and leather robe, so it was not clear who he was.
The person who came looked very respectful and handed over a purse directly: "That's right, this is ten taels of silver. My master said it was given to you. Thank you for your help last time."
Seeing that Manager Chen was still a little stunned, he forced the wallet into his hand and left directly.
"Hey! Wait! Your master..."
Who is your master? He squeezed the purse he got. It was bulging and felt heavy in his hand. He opened it and saw that it was indeed two fifty-tael silver ingots. He wanted to ask who the master was, but when he looked up, he found that
People have already gone far.
"This is strange, who gave it a gift?" Although he thought this, Steward Chen still put the purse in his arms and continued walking. He is a steward of the palace, and there are many people who flatter him. Maybe he is a person who wants to form a good relationship.
people.
What are you afraid of? Just take it and live in the royal palace. Is there anything else that you can’t take or carry?
Because he had an extra ten taels of silver for no reason today, he didn't want to go to the gambling house, but went directly to the brothel where he had a good relationship. This place was not considered the property of the King of Qi, but because he was in charge of the affairs of the King of Qi, he could also go to the brothel here.
He was very dignified. When the madam saw him from a distance, he immediately enthusiastically pulled him in and asked several young women to accompany him.
Since I have been running out of energy recently, I have no intention of doing anything else. I just want to have a table of wine and food on the first floor, with my sweetheart accompanying me, eating and drinking, which is quite satisfying.
Lifting his glass to drink, Manager Chen smacked his lips: "You have got all the top-grade Chunlu tribute wine. It's a big deal!"
The authentic Chunlu tribute wine is said to use only one well and only 17 acres of rice. It is exclusively for Da Nei. It is extremely rare among the people, but it is still leaking out.
The girl smiled and did not answer this question, and Manager Chen did not take it seriously. At this moment, several people coming down from upstairs passed by and were talking.
"Here I am a confidante and considerate of others." One person said: "The food is not top-notch, it is unparalleled in the capital. Even though Daihou's seafood restaurant is newly opened, it is probably one of the best."
"It should be said that it has potential. It is indeed fresh and tender, but if you taste it carefully, I am afraid it is not as good as Tianguanglou in terms of craftsmanship."
"It's just opened. This cooking skill is something I've learned through practice. I'm afraid it'll be fine in a year and a half."
Because "Daihou" was mentioned in it, Manager Chen's face suddenly darkened, but few people knew what he meant, so they continued talking.
"This time I went to Daihou Cultural Reunion, there must have been a seafood banquet. I heard that Yao Xun and Yu Zheng were also invited. These two are masters of calligraphy and painting, and they are also accomplished in playing piano and chess. Whoever participates may not only get a glimpse of the two of them.
, and you can also make friends with them.”
"Yes, my cousin received the invitation. He has always admired Yao Xun. He was very happy to know that he could see Yao Xun at the cultural conference."
"After all, Daihou is the number one scholar and is a scholar. It's not surprising that he can be like this..."
The discussion of these people was clearly heard by Manager Chen. He should not have expressed his opinions. After all, he was only in charge. His master had no instructions and he could not make decisions without authorization. However, when he heard the two words "Daihou" and "Wenhui"
Suddenly, he felt an uncontrollable disgust. He slapped his chopsticks heavily on the table and said in a dark voice: "I went to Daihou's cultural gathering. I must not have wanted to go to Qi Wang's literary gathering."
Got it?"
This sound directly overwhelmed the voices of several people, and the scary content frightened several readers.
Several of them looked at each other, because they like to come here for entertainment, and they all come from very good families. One of them recognized that the person speaking in front of him seemed to be a steward of Prince Qi's Mansion. Thinking of what they just said, his face suddenly turned bitter, and he wanted to explain.
I don't know how to explain it.
As soon as Manager Chen said the words, he realized that he had said the wrong thing. Without the instructions of his master, he could not speak on behalf of Prince Qi's palace, and he felt upset in his heart.
But what he had already said was like water being thrown out. In front of the woman he loved, he couldn't explain it to a few people. He could only deliberately keep a gloomy face and continue to drink and eat food there, as if he was too lazy to talk anymore.
Pay attention to the appearance of several people.
These few people were afraid that their words would cause trouble for the family, so they hurriedly left in despair.
After Steward Chen had finished drinking and eating, he threw away his money and walked out of the brothel. The guests at the table had been quiet for a while, then they started talking in low voices again.
"It turns out that there is really discord between Daihou and the King of Qi? Just attending a cultural gathering and actually getting involved in a fight?"
"A fellow countryman of mine agreed to this cultural gathering. I have to go back immediately and persuade him to resign immediately!"
"Me too. My cousin has also agreed to go to Daihou's cultural gathering. I have to go and persuade him not to get involved in this kind of strife!"
Youdao is a fight between gods and mortals. A prince, a prince, and two powerful people are fighting. They are ordinary people, but they cannot be involved and become cannon fodder.
Several people immediately became anxious and left the table to pay and leave. However, a few people showed dissatisfaction and sighed: "The prince is the son of the prince, and the prince is the eldest son. He is the eldest son of all kings."
"Now that Daihou has been revealed to the people for eighteen years, he finally recognized his ancestors and returned to the clan. Not only does he love and protect his nephew, but he can't wait to show his face and hate him?"
"Where is ethics, where is filial piety, where is brotherhood and brotherly respect?"
This man probably drank too much. He shook his head. The person at the same table was so frightened that he grabbed him and whispered: "You have drunk too much. How can you comment on this matter?"
"Why don't you come with me and enjoy the breeze?"
Waiting to see these people leave, the wild Taoist also got up and left the brothel. A few seemingly ordinary people followed him and whispered: "You go to the Imperial College, the teahouse, and the storytelling office, and tell this matter casually.
."
"I want everyone in the entire capital to know about it within two or three days."
Saying this, the wild Taoist could not help but frown. Now what the Daihou wants is to make a name for himself, to successfully complete the cultural conference, so that he can be integrated into the capital, but the lord is doing the opposite. What is the purpose of this?
It’s really unfathomable!
As for the manager, he was already used to it and didn't dare to think about it.