Entering the hall, Lin Jingzhi looked at Wang Meng while walking. This was the first time he saw this person after traveling to this world. Wang Meng looked to be in his forties, with a slender face, slightly dark skin, and a three-inch hair on his chin.
The long beard looks like a black-faced goat from a distance.
Today, this person was wearing an official robe, with an expressionless, upright and dignified expression. The chest and sleeves of the official robe were embroidered with colorful patterns, making him look extremely luxurious.
Under his feet is a pair of black and red official boots. His legs are slightly open, with toes pointed outward and heels facing in. He is standing in a figure eight step.
If I hadn't known earlier that this person was a ruthless and corrupt official, those who didn't know him might have been fooled by the righteousness on his face.
It seems that no matter what era you are in, as long as you are an official, you are very good at pretending!
"Junior Lin Jingzhi, I have met Mr. Wang." When he came closer, Lin Jingzhi smiled, cupped his fists and saluted. Because he had the title of Juren on his head, he called himself a junior, not a commoner.
In fact, in addition to calling himself a junior, if he wanted to get closer to the two of them, he could also call himself a student. However, the two of them were already feuding secretly, and he was too lazy to try to get closer.
Wang Meng put on a kind smile and gave him a polite hand, "My dear nephew, you don't need to be so polite. You can come to the appointment today and donate generously to help the refugees. It is a blessing for the refugees in the north. I am
I'm here to say thank you to them."
Having said that, he hypocritically bowed down to Lin Jingzhi and gave a salute. This was a deep salute. He bent his body forward at a full ninety degrees. It was very standard and appeared to be very sincere. This move immediately attracted the attention of all the wealthy people in the restaurant.
His eyes were attracted, and they all pointed in this direction and praised Wang Meng highly.
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Upon seeing this, Lin Jingzhi quickly bent ninety degrees and returned the salute. Then, he amplified his voice a lot, at least to ensure that everyone in the restaurant could hear it.
"Your Majesty, you are very polite. When the country is in trouble, everyone is responsible. Now that natural disasters are everywhere in our Daqian dynasty, it is the time to employ people. I should have the money and strength to contribute, so as to share the emperor's worries."
"Okay, that's well said. When a country is in trouble, every man is responsible. The talent of the wise nephew is not diminished at all!" Wang Meng suddenly enlarged his voice, speaking with righteousness, and then said: "It's just the wise nephew."
It is really a pity that my nephew has vowed not to serve as an official in the court."
Lin Jingzhi's deeds are known to everyone present.
At this time, a middle-aged man suddenly stood up and said: "Mr. Wang, that's not necessarily true. Didn't Nephew Lin say that he would no longer recite poems? But a while ago, Nephew Lin seemed to do so.
A famous poem that will be passed down through the ages."
"Yes, yes, I have heard about it too. Mr. Lin, was it really you who composed those seven character quatrains?" A young man then asked.
"Yes, I did it." Lin Jingzhi knew that they were talking about plagiarizing the Wanglu Mountain Waterfall by the poet Li Bai, so he agreed generously.
"Then since my nephew can break his oath and compose poems, he will naturally be able to become an official in the future?" the middle-aged man from before asked again.
This middle-aged man's surname was Qian Mingwang. Like the Lin family, he was also in the jade and tea business. He was wealthy and not much less powerful than the Lin family. Lin Jingzhi suspected that this man had sent people to cause trouble in front of his shop a while ago and drive away customers.
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When it comes to buying jade, apart from the Lin family, the Qian family's goods are of good quality and have a wide variety of products. These days, the business of the Lin family's shop has been bleak, and it is estimated that more than half of the customers have turned to the Qian family to purchase goods.
At this time, the topic of Qian Wang has been surrounding whether he will become an official in the future and what is his intention?
Are you testing yourself?
If he still says that he will not be an official in the future, does this person have no scruples and will still regard the Lin family as a soft persimmon in the future and can do whatever he wants to do to him?
The Qian family is no different than the Lin family. In the court, they are supported by officials.
However, after all, Lin Jingzhi is famous for his talents, and he has recently made a stunning work. If he really changes his mind and wants to be an official in the future, it will be a real hidden danger for Qian Wang and Wang Meng.
"No, in my opinion, Nephew Lin must have had a whim while traveling in the mountains. Then he unintentionally broke the oath he made a few years ago and wrote a wonderful poem. In this official career, Nephew Lin should not
I would be interested." Before Lin Jingzhi could think of how to answer, Wang Meng had already interrupted in advance.
Looking at the probing expressions on the faces of Qian and Wang, Lin Jingzhi turned his eyes slightly, deliberately changed the subject, and replied: "Master Wang, disaster relief is a big thing, and the things that happen to juniors are small. You see, there are famous people in Luo City.
Almost all the wealthy family heads are here, can we start the fundraising?"
To be honest, he still tries his best to avoid the official path. Unless he has to, he really doesn't want to step into this place that eats people without spitting out their bones.
Although his talent and reputation are not small, his family members know about his family affairs. Firstly, he has no acquaintances in the court to take care of him. Secondly, if he really wants to enter an official career, he will break his oath and become a silent person.
A man of faith, so he estimated that even if he put on an official robe, he would not achieve much in this life.
So he deliberately didn't take up the topic, just because he didn't want these two people to find out what his plans were, and let them think wildly and make up their minds. If they had doubts in their hearts, they wouldn't dare to be too messy.
But he didn't know that Wang Meng had been forced to do anything by his superiors and was already planning to openly confront the Lin family.
"What my nephew said is that disaster relief is the biggest thing at the moment." Wang Meng saw that Lin Jingzhi didn't want to tell her his plans, and knew that asking further questions would be in vain, so he followed the topic and changed it. He lifted up his official robe and stepped forward.
He walked slowly to the center of the restaurant hall and stood there.
"Jingzhi, your poem is really amazing. Now it is well-known to the people of Luo City." As soon as Wang Meng walked away, a young man squeezed over. In the business world, no matter who he is, he has enemies and friends.
This young man’s surname is Jia Lin. His family is in the yarn and cloth business. His family power is also quite powerful. Today he is wearing a gorgeous blue robe. He is about in his early twenties and is very tall. He is at least half a head taller than Lin Jingzhi. His appearance
Not bad, his face is full of admiration.
This person and the late Lin Jingzhi met in the business field, and they got along quite well and became friends.
"It's just a poem, what's the big deal." Lin Jingzhi waved his hand casually.
Jia Lin was unhappy when he heard this, "What do you mean it's just a poem? That's a quatrain that can be passed down through the ages! If I, brother, had such talent, I would be able to walk into the house of Du Piaopiao, the number one courtesan of Liuyan Pavilion, tonight.
In the boudoir."
Having said that, Jia Lin, a wealthy young man who has known countless women, is already full of yearning. It can be seen that this Du Piaopiao must be quite beautiful.
Liuyan Pavilion is the largest romantic place in Luo City. In this era, it is not illegal to open a brothel, and the literati and courtesans are even more proud of being able to stay in the boudoir of a famous courtesan. The courtesans in many large brothels are not
You can get it with just a few coins, appearance, talent, and family background are all indispensable.
And it only requires the consent of the oiran.
This is the case with Liuyan Pavilion in Luo City. Of course, the reason why such rules can be set is mainly because the power of the boss behind Liuyan Pavilion is quite huge. Even if officials from Luo City enter, they will not dare to cause trouble.
"Jingzhi, how about I treat you tonight and we all went to Liuyan Pavilion to sit together yesterday?" Jia Lin asked again after coming back to his senses.
Glancing at Wang Meng who was making an impassioned speech in the middle of the hall, Lin Jingzhi shook his head and whispered back: "Brother Jia, I'd better go by myself. I've just recovered from a serious illness and am busy with things. I don't have time to accompany Brother Jia to Liuyan Pavilion."
Merry and happy."
Lin Jingzhi had not settled down with several wives and concubines at home, so how could Lin Jingzhi bother to spend money to find women in a brothel.
After hearing this, a trace of disappointment rose on Jia Lin's face. Then he carefully looked around and saw that no one was paying attention. He said softly: "Jingzhi, you must help my brother this time. My brother won't hide it from you."
After your seven-character quatrain came out, Du Piaopiao said that if anyone could invite you into Liuyan Pavilion, drink a pot of wine with her, and admire the moon, he would be her personal maid.
Who will Du Sisi spend the night with?"
Du Piaopiao is not only beautiful in appearance, but also well-known in Los Angeles for her talent. Although she has met many young talents, she is already 21 years old this year, but she is still a virgin, and her personal maid Du Si
Silk is also quite stunningly beautiful.
Lin Jingzhi didn't know whether to laugh or cry for a while after hearing this. He just wrote a poem. First, Wang Meng and Qian Wang tested him to see if he would change his mind and become an official in the future. Now Jia Lin wanted to use him to settle in Meijiao Niang's boudoir.
Just as he was about to refuse again, he suddenly heard a cough next to his ear. Upon hearing this sound, Jia Lin's body trembled and his face turned pale.dd