Chu Ling came to the backyard. He actually didn't care about Jun Hanlin's life experience. Who in the world doesn't have some secrets?
After a simple exchange with Jun Hanlin, Chu Ling knew that this person was extraordinary.
Ranger is not just for anyone who wants to call himself a knight.
The tavern was being renovated and opened, and there was already a shortage of manpower. Since Jun Hanlin, an alcoholic knight, was willing to be a waiter, it would save Chu Ling a trip to the dental clinic.
"There are still a few utensils for distillation that will take some time to make. Let's continue to improve the rules of the tavern." Looking at the backyard that had changed a lot, Chu Ling thought secretly. As for what Jun Hanlin mentioned
Chu Ling didn't care about the enemy at all.
Xanadu is the capital of the Feng Dynasty. The royal family, clans, aristocratic families, dignitaries and other groups living here can enjoy corresponding privileges and do some domineering acts. However, there is an iron law in Xanadu. Anyone who dares to be
Those who commit crimes on the street, threaten the lives and property of others, and blatantly defy the majesty of the country's laws, no matter who they are, will surely face corresponding severe punishment!
Once in Xanadu, a prince's son got drunk and beat someone to death. However, within half a day, he was arrested and brought to justice by Liumen, which even caused a big commotion.
To sum up briefly, the public security environment in Xanadu is very good. Even if a murder case does occur, it will be solved quickly, which deters many people from crossing the bottom line.
Since Chu Ling dared to come to Xanadu alone, he had the confidence to save his life.
What's more, Chu Ling had just arrived and didn't know many people in Shangdu. How could he make enemies so quickly? When Jun Hanlin mentioned this, Chu Ling knew that he was being targeted.
They are either from the Shunguo Duke's mansion or Duguhan who has a special hobby.
The latter may be larger.
"Son~"
Liu Jun stood outside the door, with hesitation between his brows. Thinking of what he had just heard, he hesitated again and again and reached out to knock on the door.
"Come in."
Hearing Chu Ling's voice, Liu Jun walked into the room with anxiety, and saw Chu Ling sitting on the Grand Master's chair, writing something at his desk.
The room has changed compared to when we first arrived.
Since he stayed in Xanadu and opened a tavern, Chu Ling would not wrong himself. Money is something external to the body and should be enjoyed as long as it is meant to be enjoyed.
"Master, little one..."
Liu Jun was a little nervous and wanted to ask Chu Ling something, but when the words came to his lips, he changed his mind and said, "The origin of that Jun Hanlin is unknown. Are you sure you want to accept him as a waiter?"
"Yes."
Chu Ling did not look up and continued writing, "When you came to see me, what you actually wanted to ask was not about Jun Hanlin, but about the enemies he mentioned, right?"
"Sir, I don't have any worries."
Liu Jun hurriedly explained. To be honest, Liu Jun didn't want to lose his current job. Not only did he get a monthly salary increase, but the key was that he could make the decision when working here at Chu Ling, instead of just being a waiter like before.
to any hope.
"Put your heart in your belly and don't worry about anything."
Chu Ling put down her pen and looked at Liu Jun with a smile, "Don't be so nervous. You are the shopkeeper who has stopped drinking. Show some confidence. If anything happens, I will come forward to solve it. Just do your job."
"Yes, yes."
Liu Jun nodded repeatedly.
Chu Ling looked at Liu Jun and felt something in her heart.
When faced with the same problem, ordinary people will be more worried. It's not that they are afraid or timid. In fact, if they make a wrong step, it may affect the future. Unlike those noble men who grew up with a silver spoon in their mouth, the starting point of their birth is...
It's something that most people struggle to reach throughout their lives.
Chu Ling could not change anything about her past life, but in the present, Chu Ling wanted to live according to her heart and not be affected by any factors.
"Hello~"
Jun Hanlin held the wine jar and staggered into the room. He looked at Chu Ling with slightly confused eyes, "Someone is looking for you in the tavern. There is a big fight. They want to see you by name. Who is the shopkeeper? Give it to me."
Bring a jar of wine."
"Still moving?"
Liu Jun stared at the tipsy Jun Hanlin with his eyes wide open, like a monster, "This jar of wine weighs 5 kilograms! Did you drink all of it?"
“The taste is a bit bland.”
Jun Hanlin burped from wine and grinned.
The corners of Liu Jun's mouth twitched.
"Bring him another jar."
Chu Ling stood up and said to Liu Jun, then looked at Jun Hanlin, "Who is coming to see me?"
"I didn't listen carefully. It seemed like he was from Zhaoyanyuan. What was his name?"
Jun Hanlin frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, then stretched out his hand and said: "Yes, his name is Liu Chengfeng. He speaks in a formal manner, which makes people uncomfortable just by looking at him."
Zhaoyanyuan?
Willow City Wind?
It seems that I have no connection with the Seven Colleges.
Chu Ling frowned slightly, thought for a while, and walked out of the room. Although he was not interested in the Seven Colleges, he was also interested in the Wangyou Lake Poetry Club. Since they were all here, why not meet them.
"Son..."
"Don't run away. Bring me the wine. The monthly payment cannot be withheld!"
Ignoring the noise coming from behind, Chu Ling rushed to the front shop from the backyard and saw more than ten figures. The young man leading the group was wearing a brocade robe and holding a string of rosary beads. He was looking at the layout of the pub. A familiar person stood beside him.
"Master Chu!"
When Lian Xin saw Chu Ling coming, she raised her hand and saluted Chu Ling.
Is he Chu Ling?
Liu Chengfeng followed the sound and looked at Chu Ling approaching. Before he came, he was thinking about what this Chu Ling looked like, so that the third princess could never forget it, and he could also create such masterpieces.
"Zhaoyanyuan, Liuchengfeng."
Seeing Chu Ling's extraordinary height, Liu Chengfeng put aside his curiosity and raised his hand in salute.
"Chu Ling."
Chu Ling smiled slightly and said, "I wonder why some of you are here?"
Could you please say less, you are so proud of me.
Seeing this, Lian Xin thought to herself.
Recalling today's painting boat ceremony at Zhaoyan Hospital and all the experiences she had, Lian Xin's view of Chu Ling has changed. Although Chu Ling is very arrogant, she has real abilities.
Jiang Zhongzi, a great scholar of Zhaoyan Academy, publicly stated that he would not comment on other poems today, which shocked many people. This was the primary election.
"Brother Chu, this is the name of the Wangyou Lake Poetry Society."
Liu Chengfeng stepped forward, took out a copy of the imperial edict, and handed it to Chu Ling, "Liu is here on the order of the teacher. He sincerely invites Brother Chu to participate in the meeting in half a month..."
"Not interested."
Before Liu Chengfeng finished speaking, Chu Ling interrupted.
"!!"
The relatives and followers behind Liu Chengfeng all looked at Chu Ling in astonishment. This man was too crazy. How dare he say that he was not interested in the name of the Wangyou Lake Poetry Society?
"Mr. Chu, this is the title of the book written by Mr. Jiang, a great scholar of Zhaoyan Academy." Lian Xin was not surprised at all. She stepped forward and explained to Chu Ling: "The old man read the poems written by Mr. Chu and commented..."
"Stop."
Chu Ling stretched out her hand to interrupt, looked at Lian Xin and said: "Since I sold that poem to your young master, it has nothing to do with me. Mr. Jiang's title is the edict, so it should be given to your young master. If I take it, forget it."
It’s a broken rule.”
What kind of fallacy is this?
Liu Chengfeng frowned slightly and looked at Chu Ling.
Although before coming, Huangfu Jingyu specifically said that his famous edict might not be delivered, Liu Chengfeng still found it funny. There was no reason why the famous edict written by Jiang Zhongzi could not be sent.
But now that he saw Chu Ling, Liu Chengfeng finally came back to his senses. When he left, Huangfu Jingyu's smile clearly meant that he had thought too much.