Zhu Ping'an arrived at Nietai on time every morning, noon and evening, asking for food and salary. Of course, he returned without success every time, but it cannot be said that he returned without success. At least he became more and more tacit with Nietai.

On the first day, "Mr. Nietai, I wonder if the Lord asked the court for the delegation to train food and money. Has the court replied? When will the food and money be in place?"

"Zihou, don't worry. I just asked the court for food and salary the day before yesterday. I haven't replied yet. Go back and wait patiently. Don't work so hard. I will tell you the first time when there is news."

The next day. "Mr. Nietai, I don't know that the Lord asked the court for the delegation to train food and wages."

"No reply yet, Zihou, please go back and wait patiently,"

Day 3. "Lord Nietai, don't know"

“No reply yet.”

The fourth day. "Qi"

"without."

On the fifth day, Zhu Ping'an came to the room of Nietai. Before he could speak, Nietai had already spoken in advance, "No."

This damn tacit understanding

"Oh, if I were Brother Zhu, I would probably have been ruined after hitting the wall so many times. Brother Zhu is worthy of being the top scholar. After hitting the wall so many times, I am still full of energy."

In the corridor, Chuxiong and the other two still routinely used Zhu Ping'an's food and salary as their elegant gambling targets. Chuxiong always bets on Zhu Ping'an's success, and they ended up losing money every time. Although he felt sorry for the money, Chuxiong seemed to feel sorry for Zhu Ping'an even more. After seeing Zhu Ping'an hit a wall again and again, Chuxiong couldn't help but sigh.

"Hehe, I'm so young and impatient." Zhang Chufeng pulled the corner of his mouth and commented with a sneer.

"Brother Zhang, isn't it? Brother Zhu is so sad. You are still talking sarcastic here."

Chu Xiong glanced at Zhang Chufeng with contempt, shook his head, mocking Zhang Chufeng for being sympathetic.

"I'm talking sarcastic?! Why, Fat Chu, if you are really mean, then you can take out a portion of your wealth and sponsor Zhu Ping'an to provide food and salary. Anyway, your family's great business is not short of money."

Zhang Chufeng looked at Chu Xiong up and down, pulled the corner of his mouth and sneered, and retorted.

"I can't stand the leader of the clan." Chu Xiong's momentum suddenly plummeted.

"Hehe" Zhang Chufeng sneered.

"What do you mean? If I could be the leader of the clan, I would have taken out the silver to serve as food and salary for Brother Zhu. After all, I, Chu Xiong, are a person who regards money as dirt." Chu Xiong felt that he was afraid just now, and at this moment he intended to restore his image and said passionately.

After Chu Xiong finished speaking, another Zhuo Yan sneered.

After all, what kind of person Chu Xiong is? The two of them who have been colleagues for many years know it very well. This guy has two major hobbies in his life, one is women, and the other is silver. The ranking of the two major hobbies is in no particular order.

"You said, when will Zhu Ping'an apply for food and salary?" Seeing that Chu Xiong and Zhang Chufeng were about to fight, Zhuo Yan changed the subject.

"One month." Chu Xiong said.

"At least three months." Zhang Chufeng spoke almost at the same time.

Chu Xiong raised his eyebrows and glanced at Zhang Chufeng, pulled the corner of his mouth, and said provocatively, "Do you dare to gamble?"

"I will naturally not object to someone who wants to give money." Zhang Chufeng smiled.

"Okay, if you want to bet, just bet a big one. How about a hundred taels of silver?" Chu Xiong raised his eyebrows and looked at Zhang Chufeng.

"Haha, my father-in-law will celebrate his 70th birthday next month. My family's wife fell in love with a coral. I'm worried that there is not enough money. Since someone wants to give me money, I will naturally accompany you to the end."

Zhang Chufeng did not show any weakness, then whispered to Zhuo Yan, and encouraged, "Boy Shancai wants to give money, do you want it?"

"It doesn't matter if you don't have money or not, it's mainly because I want to accompany you." Zhuo Yan smiled with a paralyzed face and joined the gambling game.

Of course, Zhuo Yan joined Zhang Chufeng's camp, and he also believed that Zhu Ping'an would have at least three months to have a chance.

While the three were gambling, Linhuai Marquis Li Tingzhu was drinking with Duke Wei Xu Pengju in the private room in Tianxianglou, the Qinhuai River.

Like Li Tingzhu, the Marquis of Linhuai, Xu Pengju of Wei was also appointed as an official in Yingtianwai. After all, he was a duke and his official position was higher than that of Li Tingzhu, the Marquis of Linhuai. He served as the garrison of Yingtian and was in charge of the governor's office of Yingtian Central Army.

The Linhuai Hou Mansion and the Duke of Wei are on Gonghou Street, Beijing. The two families are neighbors, family friends, or in-laws. Of course, the two families sometimes have some struggles, but they are all benign fights.

The two of them were in Yingtian together, so they naturally gathered together and helped each other, and would gather together for a drink from time to time.

"Well, brother, I heard that your cheap niece is coming to Yingtian." At the dinner table, Duke Wei Xu Pengju asked.

"Brother Dapeng's news is very well-known. Zihou came to Yingtian five days ago to serve as the assistant chief of the Censor of the Censorate. He came to our mansion to visit the day before yesterday, and Brother Dapeng learned the news." Linhuai Hou smiled slightly and said softly.

"Tsk tsk, your cheap niece is a lucky one. Less than a year after entering the officialdom, he has already become a fifth-rank assistant. He is really a fearful young man. When he got involved in Yang Jisheng's affairs, he was disgraced from Ge Lao Yan and was demoted to a remote Jingnan as a magistrate. I thought that in just over a month, he actually went up to the next level and was promoted to the fifth-rank assistant. There is no one else's fortune." Xu Pengju, Duke of Wei, was shocked and joked.

"Haha, if you talk about blessings, who can be as blessed as Brother Dapeng? Why is your name Xu Pengju? Who knows us far and near? No one knows it. When Brother Dapeng was about to come to life, my uncle had a dream. In the dream, General Yue Wumu and Yuefei said to my uncle, "I have been hard for my life and was trapped by power and treacherous. In this life, I will join your family and enjoy decades of leisure and wealth." You are here to enjoy happiness. Therefore, my uncle named you with the word Yue Wumu, which is also considered as

It was just right. After that, it was not as mentioned in my dream. Brother Dapeng, you have been smooth sailing since you were born. Not only did you have a prosperous career, but you also avenged your previous life. Ten years ago, you repaired the vegetable garden outside Baimen, and accidentally dug out the tomb of the treacherous prime minister Qin Hui. Brother Dapeng cut off his coffin and abandoned his bones in the water. Didn’t he avenge Yue Wumu in his previous life?” Linhuai Hou carried a wine pot and poured a glass of wine for Duke Wei, half complimenting and half joking.

"Shh, please treat your brother, be careful of your words, be cautious of your words, be cautious of your words, be cautious of your reincarnation, is just a dream of your father. You can't be true, be honest, hehe, as for the treacherous prime minister Qin Hui, everyone can kill him. I just dig a grave and sprinkle a handful of bones to avenge Yue Wumu, whom everyone admires. I believe that anyone will do this, so why bother to mention it."

The Duke of Wei thrust out loud, waved his hand slightly, reminding the Marquis of Linhuai to be honest, but his face was quite content.
Chapter completed!