Volume Four, Volume 32, Chapter 22, Smashing the Field
In the evening, the Jiang Mansion was buzzing with people, and almost all the guests who came to witness Mr. Jiang's golden basin washing his hands had arrived. +
Most of these guests came from Gaozhou, Mozhou, Tongzhou, Qiongzhou, Yanzhou, Huizhou, and Chaozhou. The number of guests was close to 2,000, and more than two-thirds of them came by airship. Many of them came by airship.
After receiving the invitation, I even left more than a month in advance before arriving today.
Among the people who came, there were friends of Mr. Jiang, old friends of Mr. Jiang, and some who had asked Mr. Jiang to build things over the years. A few of them were colleagues of Mr. Jiang from several nearby states, and asked Zhang to
What Tie didn't expect was that even the general in charge of the prison in Tongzhou sent an official from the general in prison with a gift to witness Mr. Jiang's hand washing in the golden basin, which could be said to have given Mr. Jiang a lot of face.
The powerful influence and network of a master-level rune refiner were fully revealed at this moment.
A few hours after leaving Jiang Mansion, and half an hour before the hand-washing ceremony in the golden basin in Jiang Mansion, Zhang Tiecai, still wearing the cross-dressing mask, came to Jiang Mansion again.
This time, he did not use his external avatar to enter, but walked directly in with a swagger.
Seeing Zhang Tie coming empty-handed, with a strange face and not too luxurious clothes, a steward who was greeting guests at the gate of Jiang Mansion frowned and stopped in front of Zhang Tie.
"I wonder what this brother with such a distinguished surname is expected to do in Jiang Mansion?"
Zhang Tie blinked, "Isn't today Mr. Jiang Jinpeng's hand-washing ceremony? I'm here to join in the fun. To bear witness to Mr. Jiang!"
"Brother, have you seen our Mr. Jiang?" The steward looked at Zhang Tie suspiciously.
"I met him once. Mr. Jiang is very kind-hearted. He is also a vegetarian!" Zhang Tie replied seriously.
It turned out that I had actually seen him before, but the steward underestimated him. He waved, and the two servants next to him came over. One servant was holding a roster, and the other was carrying a tray.
The roster was filled with the names of the guests who came to congratulate and witness. It was a guest sign-in book. Zhang Tie took a look at it, picked up a pen, and wrote the word Zhang Tie crookedly on the sign-in book with a brush.
When I saw the two words written by Zhang Tie, among the flying and flying fonts around them, they were just like two piles of cow dung among thousands of flowers. The person in charge just wanted to slap himself in the mouth.
After signing, Zhang Tie was about to go in, but found another servant of the Jiang family holding a plate staring at him.
"Cough...cough..." The steward came to his senses and coughed twice, "This is the rule of washing hands in a golden basin. Friends who come to testify for the old man have to give it as a courtesy. This etiquette is not much, but it is a little thought.
It’s also my respect for the old man!”
"I understand, I understand..." Zhang Tie nodded, smiling like a gopher that had become a spirit. As he spoke, he reached out his hand and scooped out a few handfuls of mud in his arms, and then clattered.
With one sound, he threw his "etiquette" into the tray.
Looking at the three large copper plates spinning in the tray, the steward's mouth felt like dozens of raw lemons were stuffed, and his brows were wrinkled. Several servants from the Jiang Mansion at the door stared at Zhang Tie fiercely.
, it seems that as long as the supervisor gives an order, Zhang Tie will be beaten away with a stick.
"I can go in now! Mr. Jiang won't dislike my lack of etiquette, right? This little etiquette is not too much, but it can be regarded as a little bit of my heart!"
The steward stared at Zhang Tie, then took a deep breath, waved his hand expressionlessly, "Take the guests to the banquet at table 11 and witness the old man wash his hands in the golden basin!"
After hearing what the steward said, a servant from the Jiang Mansion reluctantly "invited" Zhang Tie in.
Watching Zhang Tie walk away, a servant next to him couldn't help but ask, "Guan Wu, that bastard just now made it clear that he was just here to eat and drink, why didn't you get rid of him!"
"Today is the grand ceremony for the old man to wash his hands in the golden basin. If you don't let this old man in, he might cause some trouble. If this toad crawls on your feet, he will disgust you even if he doesn't bite you. It's just one more thing.
One thing, our Jiang Mansion is not bad at feeding dogs, so just let him in. Those banquets are set up for people of all kinds in Youzhou City. As long as he can say "Master" after eating obediently.
That's fine!" Manager Wu said, looking at the three large copper coins in the tray, he threw the three coins into the grass in the flower bed by the door with disgust, and then looked at the two coins on the sign-in book.
After looking at the pile of cow dung for a long time, Guanshi Wu recognized that the two characters seemed to be "Zhang Tie".
The name Zhang Tie is a bit familiar. It seems that the Youzhou court captain Zhang Mushen is called Zhang Tie...
Unexpectedly, that gangster dared to take such a name, which has the same name as Mr. Tingwei. Manager Wu smiled in his heart. It was really a waste of time to use these two names...
At this time, no matter how wild Guanshi Ren Wu's imagination was, he would never have imagined that the man who just dropped three coins and walked in was none other than Youzhou Tingwei Zhang Tie.
Thinking of the two words Zhang Tie, Manager Wu couldn't help but look at the two words on the notebook carefully. Those two words were very ugly, but I don't know what happened.
Just because of the addition of these two words on a page, the signatures of other guests seemed to be suppressed, becoming uncomfortable, uncoordinated and abrupt, with an indescribable awkward feeling.
Wu Guanshi is not a knight, nor does he understand the realm of a knight. Zhang Tie is here to cause trouble, so his signature, no matter how ugly it is, bears the imprint of his spirit and will. He just casually wrote it on
The pattern of the characters on the paper and the spiritual conception of the strokes had already destroyed the aura of the guest sign-in sheet. It was precisely because of this that Manager Wu looked at Zhang Tie's signature and
I feel like the entire page has become awkward.
However, Wu Guanshi still had a thought in mind. After asking Zhang Tie to be taken to the banquet, he also ordered the two servants in the mansion to pay attention to the person who had just entered. If that person did anything out of the ordinary, call him immediately.
Get that person out.
Although he was far away from Manager Wu, Zhang Tie still listened to Zhang Tie's ears word for word what the two servants in Fujiang Mansion behind him said.
Zhang Tie smiled...
In this kind of occasion, the so-called banquets are simply a few tables placed in the most inconspicuous places at the edge of those banquets, which are reserved for people from Youzhou City who come to join in the fun.
Compared to the invited guests, the people sitting at the casual seats are all small people, barely here to show their appreciation.
If Wang Wu had not died, Wang Wu would probably just be making do in the banquet at the moment.
The people sitting at the banquets at the moment are some people from the three sects and nine schools of Youzhou who are joining in the fun. These people have some status, but they can't use their status in this kind of situation, so they can only stay here together.
When Zhang Tie arrived, what he saw at the table were well-dressed guys sitting seriously at the table with their chests raised and their bellies folded. He looked at the high platform with the golden basin in the distance and next to the high platform.
The people at the main table were discussing in a low voice. Each of them was a tall and thick-looking guy who still pretended to be reserved. Some of them seemed a little uncomfortable with the shiny new clothes they were wearing. They were sitting at the table.
Twisting up and down.
"Boss, these new deerskin boots are a bit scratchy. Can I take them off? I still think the wooden slippers in our public bathhouse are the most comfortable!" A guy complained in a low voice to a big man next to him.
"Damn it, if you dare to take off your boots at this time, I will let you have boots but no feet to put them on. Do you believe it or not?" The boss next to him turned around and said lowly.
He cursed loudly and at the same time gave the subordinates who followed him a vicious look.
"The gift money of ten gold coins is just for the two of us. It's such a waste. If you ask me, just two or three gold coins are enough. That's ten gold coins. Boss, you can't earn that much in a month. If the money is that
If we are not picky about finding girls in a kiln, we can rent a small yard for us to play in for a week!"
"Dog meat won't make it to the table, shut up!" The eyebrows of the guy called Boss raised up. "If you say anything blasphemous again, I'll pull out one of your teeth!"
The other person quickly shut up.
Listening to this interesting conversation, Zhang Tie smiled secretly.
"No, you can sit at this table!" The servant of the Jiang Mansion who brought Zhang Tie took Zhang Tie to the table at the end, pointed to a chair beside the table, and said nothing else.
He seemed to dislike Zhang Tie, turned around and left.
Zhang Tie sat down and looked at the other people at the table. In terms of clothing, Zhang Tie was the most ordinary-dressed person at the table. Regardless of whether he was wearing ordinary clothes or wearing a mask,
Zhang Tie also looks ordinary.
"This brother is a bit unfamiliar. Is he also working in Youzhou City for a living?"
As soon as Zhang Tie sat down, a guy in his fifties sitting opposite him looked at Zhang Tie and took the initiative to speak.
"Uh, almost!"
Hearing Zhang Tie's answer, the man frowned and said very straightforwardly, "What does it mean to be almost the same? Yes means yes, no means no. Are you yes or no?"
Zhang Tie rubbed his face and said, "Let's forget it. It's just that this job was arranged by my family, so it's not safe enough. There are always people gossiping and trying to drive me away!"
"Where do you want to be, brother?"
"Sansi Yamen!"
Hearing Zhang Tie himself introduce that he works in the No. 3 Si Yamen, several people at the same table suddenly showed a clear look. In the eyes of these people, a small role like Zhang Tie, who used to run errands in the No. 3 Si Yamen in Youzhou City,
If your brain is not flexible, your hands and feet are not diligent, and your background is not strong enough, it is normal for you to be excluded. In a popular place like Sansi Yamen, even those who sweep the floor and burn the boiler must have two brushes.
Can any ordinary person survive in it?
"Brother, you are in Sansi Yamen. Do you know Zhao Long? He is a friend of mine and a criminal on duty in Sansi Yamen?" Another person asked tentatively.
"I don't know!" Zhang Tie shook his head directly.
Seeing that Zhang Tie "actually" didn't even recognize Zhao Long, the people at that table suddenly lost interest in Zhang Tie and began to chat among themselves. Only through the chats of these people did Zhang Tie know that this The people sitting at the table are all people from several small and medium-sized coal shops in Youzhou City. They usually have some business dealings with the blacksmith shops and foundries under the name of Mr. Jiang. They are from those blacksmith shops and foundries. Coal supplier, so I came here today to join in the fun... (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!