What is Zhou Bida doing?

Han Tuozhou is also a good person. He guessed it, so he would have to stay for a big meal in Zhou.

Even if it's just a friendship, it makes sense.

One of the left prime ministers of the current dynasty, and the other was a powerful foreign minister with a strong backstage in Han and Zhong. The two stared at each other for a while. Han Tuozhou said again: "Mr. Zhou looks down on Han, or do you think my chef can't get on the table? Han is sincerely entertaining a banquet. What does Mr. Zhou like to eat? What is the mansion that cannot be done, and the various buildings and courtyards in Lin'an Prefecture ask for someone to send it away."

Zhou Bida nodded then: "Well, thank you."

Han Tuozhou returned the gift and ordered again: "Prepare the banquet with care."

Besides, Han Jiang went straight to Qian Mansion, and when he arrived at the gate of Qian Mansion, the carriage was parked. The man was standing outside the gate of Qian Mansion, and he didn't send someone to deliver the post, and he didn't leave.

The people from Qian's house were also staring at it.

In just one day, most of the mansion knew what was going on.

When the carriage from the Han Mansion arrived, a young man must be the young master of the Han family, but why not submit a post?

Qian Fu, the manager of the Qian Mansion’s outer court, arrived. He had already asked for instructions and received instructions. Han Jiang had to refuse the post very politely. Qian Mansion did not accept Han Jiang, the guest.

But Han Jiang kept a distance of about 150 pm from the main entrance. This place still belongs to the street, not the Qian family.

As for the fact that it is not allowed to stop the carriages on the street, Han Jiang is not afraid of anyone taking care of them.

Who dares to care?

Han Jiang was not in a hurry, he was waiting for someone to get the cake from Han Mansion.

Han Jiang looked up at the sky. It probably wouldn't rain today. Looking around, someone secretly watched. When he saw Han Jiang's sight, he hurriedly avoided it. Han Jiang didn't care. It was not until midnight. There were people coming and going on the street, and no assassins dared to jump out at this time.

What's more, this is the main entrance of the Qian family.

Let’s talk about the Qian family.

In the courtyard, a carriage in the Han Mansion was parked in front of the main gate, and a young man stood beside the carriage, not knocking on the door or leaving.

This incident has reached Qian Xinyao's ears.

It must be Han Jiang.

Calculate the days and distances, Han Jiang may have just returned to Lin'an Mansion.

Qian Xinyao ordered: "Go and inquire secretly, even if my grandfather doesn't let him in, listen."

"yes."

Danxia trotted and went there.

In front of the main entrance of Qian Mansion.

Qian Fu was a little anxious and thought to himself, why didn’t this person submit the post quickly? You should submit it quickly, I refuse, and the matter will be settled today.

After waiting for a while, Han Jiang still stood there and didn't move. Qian Fu pulled the servant beside him and said, "Listen, I will recite the words of this brother again, and listen if you are wrong."

"I'll listen." The servant took a piece of paper and prepared to listen.

At this time, the servants of the Han Mansion had already brought the cake, and Han Jiang reached out to take it and walked towards the Qian Mansion.

Two servants guarding the gate of Qian Mansion came up.

Han Jiang handed the cake into one of them: "Hold it." The man subconsciously took the wooden box and held it in both hands. Han Jiang said: "I know who to give it to, and I will bring a sentence for me by the way. Please help me find a book called "Chen Funong Book"."

After saying that, Han Jiang turned around and left.

When Qian Fu ran out of the gatehouse, Han Jiang's carriage had turned a corner and could not be seen.

I didn't have a single word of polite words to memorize and refuse to use.

Looking at the door of the door standing there in a daze, holding the wooden box in both hands, Qian Fu felt a headache. They didn't dare to throw this thing away, so hurry up and report it.

Qian Hongxuan Office.

Mending stood at the lower head and looked guilty. Why did he reach out to catch the wooden box just now?

Qian Fu reported: "Shaojun, this was the situation at that time. Brother Han handed over the box and said he knew who to give it to. Then he asked a book and left directly. The old slave didn't have the chance to say a word."

The servants are not wrong in this matter. In that case, it is normal for people to reach out to catch it, and Qian Fu, the manager of the outer hospital, is also right.

Qian Hongxuan waved his hand: "Send it."

No need to give it away, Qian Xinyao is already standing outside the door looking forward to it.

As soon as the wooden box was released from Qian Hongxuan's study room, Qian Xinyao's maid had already snatched it and held it. Another maid untied the thin rope tied on it and opened the wooden box.

Unique to the Korean Mansion, cream cake.

This box has two layers on top and bottom. One layer on top is a snow-white rabbit. The first-class pastry chef is made vividly. The two red eyes are made of bright red preserved fruit, which looks vivid.

The lower layer is a round cake, and a picture of Pisces playing in the water is painted.

The sect went forward and said, "Miss, the visitor did not leave his name, so he said he would find a book, "Chen Funong Book".

Haven't heard of it.

Qian Xinyao entered the house and gave a gift to her grandfather. Without asking her, Qian Hongxuan said, "I haven't heard of that book before."

"The grandson leaves."

Qian Hongxuan waved his hand and signaled that Qian Xinyao could leave.

Qian Xinyao did not return to her yard and brought the cake to her great-grandfather Qian Xunyi's place.

With two layers on one box, Qian Xinyao could guess what Han Jiang meant. One layer was for himself and the other layer was for him to respect his elders.

Qian Xinyao asked someone to carry the cake and head straight to his great-grandfather Qian Xunyi's study.

Qian Xunyi heard the title of the book and thought for a long time: "I know."

Although Han Jiang passed the message to Qian Xinyao, he still wanted to ask the Qian family for help.

As expected, Qian Xunyi knew about this book.

As Han Si said, in terms of books collected by the family, even the books in the palace secretary’s supervisor may not be as rich as those in the wealthy family.

"Great-grandfather knows?" Qian Xinyao looked happy.

Qian Xunyi nodded: "It should be thirty years ago that there was a hermit named Quanzhenzi, a seclusion in Xishan. When he was young, he escaped the war and arrived at the Liangzhe Road area. I asked him for knowledge. When he was in his seventies, he wrote a farm book, which should be this one."

"Great Master, where is the book?"

Qian Xunyi shook his head: "I have never seen the great-grandfather of the book, but I have heard of it. This book fell into the hands of Deputy Envoy Zheng, the deputy envoy of the Haozhou Tuanlian. When he was about to publish it, the then Prime Minister Qin demoted him to prison and arrested his son with several subordinates. Not long after, a treacherous and slandered the deputy envoy Zheng at the instruction of Prime Minister Qin."

Qian Xinyao asked: "Great-grandfather, can you still find this book?"

"Yes, our family can't, but he can."

"Where is the great-grandfather?"

"If the book is still there, most of the books in the study room of Qin's family will be received into the Secretariat after the death of the Secretariat. If the Secretariat does not exist, it will still be in the hands of the descendants of the Qin family. However, the possibility is greater in the Secretariat. Qin's last words are given by the name of the book. His family's wealth will be hidden. He will pay more books that are not valued at least in terms of quantity."

The Qin Gaogong mentioned by Qian Xunyi was the prime minister Qin Hui at that time.

After Qin Hui died, he sought fame and dedicated his collection of books to the Secretariat. The treasures might be left behind by his descendants. Such agricultural books would definitely not be valued at the time, so they would be the part that was donated.
Chapter completed!