Ten taels of silver is not a small amount, but it is nothing to the guests who have the courage to step into the gate of Zanghua Pavilion. After all, in the past, even Jiuxianlu was often drunk by the likes of Wang Siqi.

.

To sum up, this thing... depends on who comes.

Wang Siqi was the first to raise his glass and said loudly: "From now on, our Canghua Pavilion business will depend on you to take care of it. The most important thing is to promote our Baoyuan Aged Wine more!"

"Okay! Prince Wang! Leave this matter to us!"

"That's right, I will definitely bring some jars of Baoyuan's aged wine to the garden poetry party tomorrow. I won't say that it will be famous in the capital by then, but I have to open the eyes of those little guys!"

Poetry party?

Wang Siqi looked back at Chen Zhi, but he didn't get any answer in the other person's eyes. Obviously, Chen Zhi didn't know what it was.

Wang Siqi looked curiously at the young man who spoke.

He said, "I'm a bit presumptuous. I wonder whose son you are?"

The man has a delicate appearance. If he were in the military camp, people would probably tease him because he looks like a girl. However, the obvious Adam's apple on his neck still shows his identity as a strong man.

Just listen to him say: "Master Wang, I am Zhao Beinian, and my father is Zhao You, the magistrate of Lishui County."

Lishui.

They both belong to Yingtian Prefecture of the Ming Dynasty, with Danyang Lake to the south and Donglu Mountain to the east. Although the place is a good place, after all, it is located in the same Yingtian Prefecture as the capital city.

But in the final analysis, it is not a wealthy place.

The magistrate of Lishui County is naturally not an important official position. After hearing what Zhao Beinian said, Wang Siqi said with some embarrassment: "Brother Beinian, what about the garden poetry party you just mentioned?"

"Young Master Wang is usually very busy, so it's normal that I haven't heard of this garden poetry party. In fact, the families of officials of all sizes in Yingtian Mansion gather together to taste wine and recite poems by the river. However, everyone who participates in this poetry party must be

After becoming a relative, I prefer to join in the fun."

Having said this, Wang Siqi finally understood. The so-called Garden Poetry Party was a gathering of the second generation officials of the Ming Dynasty. To be precise, it was the family members of these powerful people who followed Zhu Di.

"Recommendations?"

"sure!"

After everyone left.

Chen Zhi said with some confusion: "The top priority now is not to find a way to continue to make our Baoyuan Aged Wine famous and show it to the merchants who come to the capital and want to buy our wine?"

"Why do you want to see the Garden Poetry Club? That place is not as good as our Hidden Flower Pavilion... I inquired about it and found that most of them are boys from official families. Are there any serious people like us who have titles in our families?"

People are willing to blend in.”

The implication behind the words is that Chen Zhi felt that it would be better not to go to this garden poetry party now. Even if he wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to promote it, he would just let Zhao Beinian hang out with two bottles of wine.

Wang Siqi shook his head.

He casually smiled and said: "This is also our opportunity. We have to go to this garden poetry party in person."

"Why is this?"

"If it's just for a few people, of course it's not necessary... What I have to do now is to find a way to advertise!"

"advertise?"

"Yes! Advertising...that's what it means to advertise widely!"

...

In summer, there are a lot of busy boats on the river outside the capital. Men with tanned skin under the sun are uniformly shouting low boatman chants with their voices.

Wang Siqi stood by the river.

far away.

"Naughty son! How could I give birth to someone like you!"

"Stop...stop now!"

As soon as the commotion started, two sentences entered the ears of Wang Siqi and Chen Zhi, who were standing together at the moment, and their expressions suddenly became extremely rich.

Chen Zhi even grabbed Wang Siqi and started to run away.

He also murmured to himself: "I haven't done much recently! Without further ado, my father is probably chasing me, let's run away first!"

"Nonsense! This voice... doesn't sound like your father!"

"Is it possible that... it's your father?"

"It's not mine either..."

The two of them turned around and realized that the person running in front of them was also an acquaintance, Zhao Beinian, whom they had just met yesterday.

Zhao Beinian looked up and saw the two of them, waved his hands quickly and said: "You two gentlemen, I am here! I will take you there in a moment!!"

???

Wang Siqi's face suddenly stiffened, and he ignored Zhao Beinian's excited expression. He looked at Chen Zhi with erratic eyes and said, "Who is this kid! Are we familiar with him?"

"You're not familiar... Aren't we here to see the scenery by the river? Maybe we got the wrong person..."

Unable to catch up with his son, Zhao You was out of breath when he saw this scene. At that time, he was furious and waved the stick in his hand and looked at Wang Siqi and Chen Zhi fiercely.

Said: "You are the one who brought my son up, right? What a good boy he was before, and he never even went to the Hidden Flower Pavilion!"

“Don’t even know what that place is for!”

"I'm fine now. I'll go every day! I'll go every day! It's you, the cuckolds, who are causing us harm!"

After saying that, he gestured to raise his stick and greet Chen Zhi who was closest to him.

He is not young and his strength is not small.

It is no exaggeration to say that you get stronger with age.

Fortunately, Chen Zhi also had experience in the military. He was a trainer who had been on the battlefield. He caught the old man's stick in the air with one hand, but it hurt so much that he grimaced.

This is the sense of sight...

hiss..

Wang Siqi instantly recalled many scenes from later generations.

But before he had time to think too much, he heard Zhao You continue angrily: "Sure enough! I was right, it's you!"

Chen Zhi is not stupid.

He immediately replied: "Are you Zhao You, the magistrate of Lishui County?"

"Who are you? Do you recognize me? Since you recognize me, you should recognize that he is my son! You took him to the Hidden Flower Pavilion!"

When Chen Zhi turned around, Wang Siqi couldn't help but roll his eyes. His eyes seemed to say: Canghua Pavilion is your territory. If you don't want this old man to come back and scold you at the door of Canghua Pavilion, you should find a way now.

Chen Zhi saw this.

He could only turn around with a wry smile and said, "Zhao You, do you know who my father is?"

As soon as these words came out, Zhao You was a little stunned and did not continue to take action... Instead, he stood on the spot and stroked his beard, and then said with some confusion: "I'm sorry I didn't see what a good thing you, a prodigal son, could be...

Of course, I don’t even know who your father is!”

"Hiss! No wonder you followed the Emperor Jingnan all the way, but in the end you only got the magistrate of Lishui County!"

"You really can't speak!"

"Let me tell you, my father is Rongchang Bo Chen Xian!"

...

When the scene went silent, Zhao You's face instantly turned red. He picked up the wooden stick in his hand again and said, "It's true, it's your boy... the one you led astray!"

When Wang Siqi saw this, he quickly stopped him and said, "Not to mention him, my father is a friend of Prince Qingyuan! Stop it quickly!"

Hearing this, the old man's face turned even redder!
Chapter completed!