In Fusheng, Gyeonggi Province, eight streets and nine streets are all brightly lit.
A carriage slowly stopped, and the driver lifted the curtain and put down the footstool, "Boss, we're here."
Zhao Jin brushed off the wrinkles on his clothes, raised his head after dismounting, and fixed his gaze on the plaque of the restaurant in front of him.
Living in the sky, stone lions stand on both sides of the tall building. Everyone who comes in and out is well-dressed and well-fed, with extraordinary temperament.
"Guest!" The waiter who greeted guests at the door came forward enthusiastically, "Who are you? Do you have a reservation?"
The waiter was well-informed and saw that Zhao Jin was a stranger, looking like a businessman from out of town, so he quickly came out to greet him.
Zhao Jin did not go in immediately, but took out a letter from his sleeve and handed it over.
"Xue Ren, I am the owner of Xue's Winery in Qianzhou. I am here to deliver wine today."
The waiter's eyes widened when he heard this, and he stared blankly: "But the boss of Xianrenlu?"
Zhao Jin smiled and said, "Exactly."
"Okay, please wait a moment!" The waiter hurriedly took the envelope.
Nowadays, Immortal Dew accounts for 70% of the sales of alcoholic beverages in their restaurant, which is extremely popular.
Zhao Jin waited there calmly, but after a moment he heard a long laugh.
A middle-aged man in a green shirt came out quickly and said: "Oh, I'm glad to meet you. I've heard Brother Ling mention Brother Xue a long time ago. I didn't expect to see the real person today!"
When guests entering and leaving the restaurant saw the shopkeeper personally coming out to greet them, they subconsciously took a second look.
Zhao Jin cupped his hands and smiled, "You must be Boss Zhou."
"Succeed next week. Brother Xue, hurry up and invite people in. Why wait outside after being so far away?" After saying that, he glared at the waiter behind him, "Next time you see Boss Xue, be sure to invite people in first to wait on you!"< /p>
Zhao Jin waved her hand kindly, "It doesn't matter. I'd better ask Boss Zhou to send someone to accompany my guy to unload the goods. The wine will be parked in the outer city."
Zhou Chenggong ordered down and pulled Zhao Jin inside, "How can brother Xue be the same as ordinary people? I look forward to the fairy dew every day."
Zhao Jin suddenly remembered something and said: "By the way, Boss Zhou, I have to keep this last car. It is going to be sent to the Xie Mansion."
Zhou Chenggong was stunned for a moment, then quickly gave the order again.
The atmosphere in the restaurant is even more lively, with gorgeously dressed drinkers everywhere, as well as many beautiful women with eyebrows and dark hair.
Zhou Chenggong complained with a wry smile as he walked, "Brother Xue doesn't know, but those noble people have almost pushed me to death. You finally saved my life!"
He opened the door of the private room and invited him in, "I just didn't expect Brother Xue to come in person. Look at this... I didn't even have time to prepare for the feast."
"I am going back to Beijing this time to visit my elders," Zhao Jin said politely, "I will stay in the capital for a few more days, so I am not in a hurry."
"Oh? Brother Xue, do you want to do business in the capital?" Zhou Chenggong poured him a cup of tea and asked.
Zhao Jin waved his hand and said with some helplessness: "If Xue's family had not fallen into decline, he would not be walking outside. Now he only wants to have food and clothing, and does not care about anything else."
"Brother Xue, this Immortal Dew is very popular now. It's not difficult to do business."
"Seriously?"
"That's natural, otherwise why would I be in a hurry to place an order?"
Zhao Jin couldn't hide his pride and seemed a little carried away during the conversation.
Zhou Chenggong watched silently, and when the food and wine were served, he said, "Brother Xue, please take it easy. I'll go out to entertain the guests first, and I'll bring the account book over later. What do you think?"
"Boss Zhou, you're welcome. Just go and get busy." Zhao Jin also finished the order.
The door to the private room was closed immediately, and the smile on Zhao Jin's lips immediately disappeared.
Half an hour later, Zhou Chenggong got the account book and the two settled the accounts clearly, and Zhao Jin was about to leave.
"Brother Xue will come again if you have a chance." Zhou Chenggong sent him out.
Zhao Jin also said: "It's natural."
With that said, he got on the carriage again and asked the driver to go directly to Xie's Mansion.
Zhou Chenggong stood at the door, watched the carriage leave, and ordered, "Send someone to follow and have a look."
As soon as they met, he felt that Xue Ren didn't look like a businessman.
The businessman greets people with a smile, and there is a certain vulgarity about him.
This Xue Ren has a bright and clear appearance, and looks strong and muscular, more like a soldier.
The carriage moved forward, and the driver's eyes moved when he turned, "Boss, someone is following."
"It doesn't matter." Zhao Jin said calmly.
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There are fewer and fewer people in the inner city, and the streets are much cleaner. Only the patrolmen glance at it from time to time.
Soon, the carriage stopped in front of the gate of Xie's Mansion.
The gate of Xie's family's mansion looks impressive and has an extraordinary atmosphere.
The coachman walked directly to the concierge and handed over the letter that Xie Zhiyuan had prepared.
"Young Master asked someone to bring something back."
A hundred meters away, the follower saw Xue Ren being invited into the house. The concierge was very polite, so he turned around and left.
Zhao Jin accompanied the servants through the corridor and went straight into the main room.
A middle-aged man with solemn eyebrows stood among them, his eyes were calm and stressful, and he smiled coldly.
"That guy even knows how to give me something, but it's all hard for him!"
Several years later, Xie Zhiyuan did not return from his study tour.
Even if Xie Jinan is a loving father who dotes on his children, his face will be cold now.
Zhao Jin looked at his nose with his eyes and his heart with his nose, "Master Xie also misses you very much."
Xie Jinan snorted softly. After all, he did not lose Xie Zhiyuan's face in front of outsiders.
He was sitting at the top, leaning against the imperial chair, with an opened letter on the table, "Are you Xue Ren?"
The letter said that Xie Zhiyuan had made a friend in Qianzhou, who was particularly good at brewing wine. This time he came to Beijing specifically to deliver wine to comfort his father.
In addition, he also told Xue Ren that he would stay in the mansion for a few days.
"It's this junior." Zhao Jin said with a normal expression.
"How is he doing in Zhengxing Mansion?"
"Sir, please rest assured. Mr. Xie studies in the academy on weekdays and spends his free time with friends. The prefect also protects you. Everything is fine."
After hearing this, Xie Jinan smiled. After all, they were not acquaintances. He asked about his son, exchanged a few words and asked someone to take Zhao Jin to the guest room.
After seeing the guests leave, the housekeeper of Xie Mansion walked in excitedly.
"Sir, I really miss you. Twenty altars of immortal dew are not available in the capital today."
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"Well," Xie Jinan stood up and said calmly, "Since you care about me, you should come back early."
The butler beamed, "Is the young master finally coming back?"
He picked up the letter and said: "He is about to reach his prime, and it's time to fill the gap."
Dayu supported academies and encouraged scholars to become officials. As a son of an official family, he was selected through the imperial examination at the beginning of the founding of the country.
However, the children of officials themselves have extraordinary resources and heritage. Over time, as many as 60 to 70% of the children of eunuchs in the officialdom will be counted, while only 30 to 40% of ordinary people will pass the imperial examination.
Even though his name was unknown, Xie Zhiyuan stepped forward and no one knew his family background.
Therefore, the imperial court restricted the participation of the children of officials in the imperial examinations, and set up a "Yinbu system", which was based on the merits of the father's generation, and they were awarded a ninth-grade sesame official, and then they were promoted based on their merits and strength.
Although this can't eliminate incompetent people, it can reduce the number of people who have nothing to eat.
But to say it is fair, it is not very fair.
The housekeeper understood and said, "Young Master is already old, so it's time to consider this marriage."
Xie Jinan almost rolled his eyes. He still knew very well what kind of virtue his son had.
Last time, I was chatting with the Censor of the Ming Dynasty about his children. The old boy said frankly that Xie Zhiyuan sent two letters a month to the Ming government without any interruption, and he never stopped writing them for three years.
The imperial censor of the Ming Dynasty scolded loudly, asking Xie Zhiyuan to calm down.
Xie Jinan cursed in his heart at that time, if the brat can send a letter home in two months, he will be considered to have a conscience.
Now all his thoughts are devoted to others, why does he need this father to think for him?
Xie Jinan didn't say anything and walked away with a lonely expression. The housekeeper froze in place with a puzzled look on his face.
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I will fly to Yinchuan in the evening and I have to do some work during the day tomorrow. There will be an update, but the time is uncertain.