NOVEL NEXT Chapter 1191
Chapter 1191: Dinner
Chapter 1191 Dinner
He was given a lesson by Zhang Wenjiang on the second floor of Qingwen Hall. As soon as Jiang Erye went downstairs, he saw Liao Yu sitting in the hall with a dignified face, writing something in a hurry with a pen, as if he did not notice Jiang Er at all. Grandpa came downstairs.
The left minister behind the main table in the main hall downstairs, Du Hai’an, raised his head with a smile, “Have you finished discussing political affairs with Lord Zhang?”
Jiang Erye bowed and saluted, with guilt on his face, “After we finished talking, I just got a little excited and my voice was louder, didn’t I disturb Xiangye?”
Liao Yu, who was holding the pen, flashed a smug look on his face. He raised his eyes and asked in concern, “Why did you get angry and quarreled with Master Zhang in Qingwen Hall?”
Liao Yu dug three pits for Jiang Feng in one sentence: to get angry, to quarrel with the old man in Qingwen Hall, and to commit the following crimes. Du Hai’an smiled and said nothing, waiting for Jiang Feng to respond.
Jiang Erye’s peach blossom pupils were full of surprise, “Where did the Prince of Qing’an say these words?”
Liao Yu called Jiang Feng “Marquis”, and Jiang Feng generously called back Liao Yu “Prince”! If it weren’t for the ups and downs in the officialdom for many years, and the ability to be indifferent to emotions and anger, Du Hai’an would definitely be spraying tea at this moment.
Zhang Wenjiang, who walked downstairs, looked at Liao Yu’s changing face, and instantly felt relieved, “Liao Shizi misunderstood, I didn’t quarrel with Le Anhou upstairs.”
In just two breaths, Liao Yu has returned to normal, and asked with a smile, “Is this pavilion just processing the official document, I didn’t pay attention to it, I don’t know why Mr. Cai was so emotional?”
“It’s just some trivial government affairs, I don’t dare to take it out to delay the official affairs of the old man.” Although Erye Jiang smiled at Liao Yu, there was no warmth in his eyes. After that, he clasped his fists towards Du Hai’an and Zhang Wenjiang, “Master Xiang, Elder Zhang Ge, the official retire.”
Watching Liao Yu deflate, Zhang Wenjiang smiled comfortably and nodded slightly. Du Hai’an smiled and said, “Do you have a free cup of tea tonight, Lord Hou?”
Hearing that Du Hai’an invited Jiang Feng to have tea, the muscles on Liao Yu’s face twitched slightly, but he heard Jiang Feng say, “Master Xiang, would you mind taking someone with you?”
Of course Du Hai’an didn’t mind, the more muddy the water became, the happier he was, “Gossip over tea, the more people there are, the more lively it will be.”
Zhang Wenjiang asked directly, “Have you already made an appointment with someone just after you returned to the city?”
Jiang Erye smiled like a flower, “Returning to the old man, it was not an appointment when he returned to the city, but an appointment before he left the city. This person, both the Xiangye and the old man, also recognized him, and he is Kang An Yin, Chen Shao Chen eldest brother.”
After listening to Jiang Feng’s words, Liao Yu’s expression changed. The son of Princess Yingchang, the younger brother of the Fuyang County King, and the companion of Emperor Jinghe, Chen Shao, Jiang Feng actually called him brothers and sisters! If it is said that Kang An is the person who makes Liao Yu terrified the most, it is the self-proclaimed Kang An hermit, Chen Shao.
Chen Shao has always been casual in doing things. If he doesn’t like him, he is a prince and general, and he doesn’t show mercy. If he is pleasing to the eye, even the merchants and pawns can become his guests. Du Hai’an said with a smile, “I am honored to have tea and gossip with Kang An hermit.”
It can be seen that Zhang Wenjiang also intends to meet Chen Shao for a while, but this table tonight is from Du Hai’an, so he can’t get involved. Watching Jiang Feng walk out of the Qingwen Hall silently, Zhang Wenjiang set his eyes on Liao Yu. Liao Yu’s father, Marquis of Qing’an, Liao Xuefeng, and Chen Shao’s eldest brother, the King of Fuyang County, were close friends, so Liao Yu should respect Chen Shao as “Uncle Shi” in terms of seniority. And this uncle, it is said that Liao Yu is not pleasing to the eye.
Liao Yu cleaned up Yu Yuanzi, Jiang Feng didn’t ask Wan Sui to complain, and called Chen Shao directly. Now there is a good show to watch. Thinking of this, Zhang Wenjiang straightened up and smiled meaningfully.
“Marquis Le’an, please stop.” Jiang Erye was stopped by the little **** in Xuande Hall before he walked out of Qingwen Hall. The little **** sweated profusely and ran to Jiang Erye, panting, “Long live Lord Xuan, go to Xuande Hall.”
Noon was scorching hot, but the inside of Xuande Hall was refreshing and pleasant. After entering the hall, Jiang Erye, who was afraid of heat, felt comfortable and lighthearted when he saluted, “My minister Jiang Feng, long live, long live, long live.”
“Aiqing is flat.” Seeing Jiang Feng, Jing Hedi’s mood also improved, “Where have you been these days?”
Ten days after leaving the capital, Jiang Erye, who had missed two early mornings, said truthfully, “Long live back, this time is the time for awns, and this minister took people to inspect the summer harvest in Qixian, Lexian and Lanyang counties. Although this spring is dry, But the officials of the counties in Jifu took precautions, repaired canals, built waterwheels, and diverted water to irrigate fertile fields. The output is not less than last year, please rest assured.”
On this hot day, Jiang Qing actually used ten days to inspect the three counties. Emperor Jinghe was very relieved, “I remember the memorial to Qingchun, asking to repair the canal, and you did a good job.”
Being praised by Long Live, Jiang Erye smiled brightly, “I only thought of repairing the canal after listening to the words of Master Chen of the Sitian Supervisor and knowing that there might be less rain this spring.”
Long live interested, “What did Chen Qing tell Aiqing?”
Jiang Erye said truthfully, “Long live back, it was Lord Chen who mentioned it to the eldest son of the minister, and then the son of the minister told the minister that there was little water in the Tianhe after returning to the house, and the minister went to the Sitianjian to ask for advice.”
Only Jiang Qing, who always kept politics and the people in his heart, would hear the words of the child and take the initiative to go to the Si Tianjian to ask for advice. If it was someone else, it would be better to have more than one less. Thinking like this, Emperor Jing He looked at Jiang Feng’s eyes more and more softly, and chatted, “I remember that Qing’s eldest son is one year younger than our third and fourth emperors. Is he six years old this year? But I still don’t want to. speak?”
“Long live memory is really good. The dog is indeed six years old this year. Although he can still say a word less and take one step less, he is also a good boy who is filial and polite.” Jiang Erye said, sincerely He thanked Emperor Jinghe, “After the death of his wife, the minister originally planned to not marry again, and lived with his two daughters and adopted son. Long live pity for the minister’s lack of children, and said that he wanted to give the minister a marriage, and the minister continued to marry Su. Shi, I have got two direct sons, thank you, long live the minister.”
Jinghe Emperor Longyan Dayue, who had done good deeds, thought that Jiang Feng was about to marry a daughter, and he would also marry a concubine for the eldest emperor. Emperor Jinghe suddenly wanted to have a long talk with Jiang Feng, and ordered, “Yang Feng, Order the imperial kitchen to prepare a few small dishes.”
Jiang Er Ye was stunned. He didn’t do anything worthy of a reward. How could Long Live suddenly let him eat in the palace?
Yang Feng arranged with a smile, “Long live and the Marquis of Le’an have to discuss state affairs after the meal. Do you think it would be nice to put the royal banquet next to the Xia Qin Pavilion?”
Jiang Feng returned to Beijing in the morning, had a drink with Wan Sui in the palace at noon, and had tea with Zuo Xiang in a teahouse in the evening. The news spread that none of the officials who were waiting to see his joke could laugh.
Especially Liao Yu, his face was black enough to hang a layer of charcoal. After eating these two meals, Jiang Erye still refused to give up. For three consecutive days, he called his old friends for dinner.
After these few meals were eaten, the effect was quickly revealed: Liao Yu, and even the entire Marquis of Qing’an, began to have bad luck everywhere.
(end of this chapter)