Nowadays, Zhu Ziming is famous all over the world. Winning the first place in the Yanguo Poetry Society makes him even more famous. As a servant of the Shen family, the waiter in the shop almost treats him as a god-like figure.
More importantly, Zhu Ziming proposed the "buy one jar, get one jar free" promotion last time, which revived Yuquanlou's business. The business was booming. The clerks and shopkeepers of Yuquanlou admired this uncle.
When Zhu Ziming just stepped into Yuquan Tower, he only heard an exclamation: "Isn't this Mr. Zhu?"
There were sounds of surprise, and all the drinkers in Yuquan Tower looked at Zhu Ziming, with admirations rising one after another.
"Master Zhu, I have long admired your great name"
"This Mr. Zhu is indeed just like the rumors, he is suave and has extraordinary appearance."
"That's all he is..."
Even though there are many admiring looks, some people are dismissive, and the jealousy in their hearts is obvious...
"Master Zhu, I have some questions to ask you," many literati walked directly to Zhu Ziming, clasped their fists, and said very politely.
Since the appearance of "Ziming's Poetry Collection", countless visitors have come to visit, but they were all rejected by Zhu Ziming, because Zhu Ziming can deceive people with his poems. If others come and say something, Zhu Daguan is afraid that he will hug people.
My head hurt and I cried. Therefore, Zhu Ziming was determined not to challenge the literati about literature...
However, when a scholar suddenly appeared and wanted to ask for advice, Zhu Ziming suddenly felt overwhelmed. However, he was polite and polite, so he had to give in and said humbly: "I am not very talented and knowledgeable. I am afraid that I will disappoint the young masters."
Already."
Mr. Zhu is now in the limelight and is known as the number one person in the literary world of Yan State. If he had little talent and little knowledge, then everyone in the world would be a fool. Naturally, several literati did not believe him and said with a smile: "Mr. Zhu
, you are too modest."
Zhu Dacai didn't want to show off his talents, and several talented scholars were also discerning. They were all gentlemen, so it was hard to force him, so he had to give up and sighed helplessly.
Zhu Ziming smiled lightly: "Young gentlemen, I have something to do, I'm sorry." He then winked at the waiter, who quickly led him up to the second floor.
At this moment, Shen Bixin was sitting in a small guest room, waiting for Zhu Ziming's arrival. When she heard the footsteps outside the door, she felt happy, knowing that the bad scoundrel had finally arrived.
After the door was pushed open, Zhu Ziming walked in with a smile: "Bixin, have you been waiting for a long time? A lot of words."
Shen Bixin glared at him: "You still knew you were coming..."
"I'm not here just to tell you what you want me to do," Zhu Ziming said bluntly.
Zhu Ziming knew that Shen Bixin asked him to help promote Yuquan Building. Now that he has arrived at Yuquan Building, he even walked around the living room downstairs. If Bixin really came to show off his face as Bixin said, he can leave now.
Oh... I'm afraid it won't be that simple.
Shen Bixin picked up a few books from the table behind her and handed them to Zhu Ziming... When Zhu Ziming saw the cover of the book, he was shocked. The cover of the book clearly said "
"Ziming's Poetry Collection" in four characters
Shen Bixin smiled slightly, with a "you understand" look.
Zhu Ziming gave her a thumbs up: "High, really high."
Miss Shen's thoughts, Zhu Zi knew very well, and she was counting on him, not only to let himself be a "great good person", but to give his collection of poems to the drinkers here, which not only won him a reputation, but also created a sign for Yuquan Tower.
This precious husband is a good person, Shen Bixin thought to herself, even if he didn't need to say much, he would understand.
Miss Shen is really smart, and she has learned to draw inferences from one instance. This is also a good strategy for giving gifts and promoting brand names. Zhu Ziming sighed inwardly and asked: "Where did you buy these poetry books?"
"I got it in your room..." Shen Bixin said with a sly smile...
"..." Zhu Ziming wanted to cry but had no tears.
I thought Bixin had contributed to the sales of her collection of poems, but I didn’t expect... Zhu Ziming said with shame: "Bixin, you are too picky, I still want to keep these collections of poems." .”
"You wrote this collection of poems, what's the use of keeping it?" Shen Bixin asked strangely.
Zhu Ziming really didn’t know how to explain it. He used to be a migrant worker, and he had no literary talent. He had no chance to publish books. He never thought that he would be able to publish books today. He looked at these collections of poems with his name engraved on them. , that small sense of accomplishment, well...it's a bit too small...
"I leave this to our son," Zhu Ziming chuckled and said, "When he grows up, I will tell him that this is an invincible secret book for picking up girls. You have to study it carefully."
After hearing the previous words, Shen Bixin's pretty face flushed, but after hearing the next words, her whole face turned cold and she said coldly: "This is how you teach your son."
Feeling murderous aura, Zhu Ziming vowed: "Although this kind of teaching is a little different, it will definitely work."
"That's what my father taught me..." Zhu Ziming added.
Even his father-in-law was moved out by him. Shen Bixin spat lightly. She didn't believe what he said. She didn't want to say more: "I've been busy all day. Go and get things done."
However, the tiger father has no dog son. Zhu Ziming has really inherited the fine tradition of his father. Of course, he will continue to carry it forward. If there is no girl, he will not have sex, and if there is a girl, he will have sex...
Zhu Ziming, who was kicked out of the guest room by Miss Shen, stood in front of the railing on the second floor with a few poetry books. At this moment, the maid Lan'er brought a wine glass. Zhu Ziming picked up the wine glass knowingly and said loudly: "I'm Zhu Ziming, Thank you all for coming to our Yuquan Tower. To thank you for your patronage, today’s guests will each give you a book of poems.”
Since he is a talented scholar from Zhu Dynasty, the collection of poems he gave must be the "Collection of Poems of Ziming". Nowadays, "Collection of Poems of Ziming" is very expensive and has no market. It is difficult to buy a copy for dozens of taels of silver. Anyone who buys it is like a treasure. They kept it at home. When they heard that Zhu Ziming had sent him a collection of poems, they were all so happy that they all clasped their fists and said, "Thank you Mr. Zhu for your generosity."
The waiter at the restaurant next to him took Zhu Ziming's collection of poems, went downstairs, and distributed the collection to many guests. Fortunately, there were not many guests today, and there were two more collections of poems, otherwise it would have been really embarrassing.
In this way, it seems that Shen Bixin is very smart and has accurately calculated the approximate number of guests today.
Holding the "Collection of Poems of Ziming" in their hands, the drinkers all became excited. Unexpectedly, they just came for a drink and met Zhu Caizi and got his collection of poems. It was a piece of cake in the sky.
The guests laughed happily and wanted to tell everyone that they had won a big prize.
Shen Bixin had already walked out of the guest room and stood behind Zhu Ziming. Seeing the happy expressions of the guests, her goal was achieved, and she nodded slightly. It was rare that he was willing to contribute.
While everyone was holding the collection of poems admiringly, another guest walked into the Yuquan Building. This guest was a fat man with a wide body and a fat body. After Zhu Ziming glanced at him, he was surprised. Isn't this the fat young man?
In the maple leaf forest in Nanhu, Liu Mei blackmailed him for a jade pendant, and she saw him once again at Huamanlou. Why did he come to Lingyun to get the jade pendant back? Zhu Ziming thought about it.
The store clerk greeted him, but the fat young man remained calm and looked around with a sly look, not knowing who he was looking for. When his eyes touched Shen Bixin on the second floor, he immediately shouted excitedly: "Cousin!"
Cousin Bixin is the fat man's cousin? Zhu Ziming was so surprised that he thought he was here to find him. After a long time, it turned out that he was here to see Bixin or Bixin's cousin. Was there any mistake?
Hearing the fat man's voice, Shen Bixin looked suspiciously. When she saw the chubby face, she immediately exclaimed slightly: "His Royal Highness the Ninth Prince"...
The Ninth Prince Zhu Ziming was completely stunned. The fat man turned out to be a prince of the royal family, and it didn't look like him at all.
You must know that Yan Yinli is extremely handsome, so in Zhu Ziming's heart, he would think that all the heirs of the royal family should be beautiful. However, the appearance of the Ninth Prince completely broke his concept. How could he not be "surprised" of.
Shen Bixin hurriedly walked downstairs, and Zhu Ziming followed closely behind. Since the Ninth Prince was his cousin, then she was his cousin-in-law, and she had to go and greet this silly brother-in-law.
Since the Ninth Prince is Shen Bixin’s cousin, he is the son of Concubine Yi, and Concubine Yi is Mrs. Shen’s sister. The Shen family can only survive to this day because of Concubine Yi’s blessing, otherwise the Shen family would be orphaned and widowed. Yes, he was bullied to death a long time ago.
Ninth Prince Yan Ji is the ninth son of the royal family. He was born with many illnesses and almost died young. Therefore, the emperor gave him the name Ji Ji, hoping that he would have no more injuries in the future and live a long and healthy life. However, this ninth prince was sick because of his illness. Because of his relationship, he did not practice martial arts, but he was not good at writing, so he was neither good at writing nor martial arts, and was called the most useless prince by the world.
"Your Highness..." Shen Bixin bowed slightly and said very quietly in front of the Ninth Prince.
Yan Bing said anxiously: "Cousin, I have told you many times that we are all members of the same family and we do not need these false etiquette."
"Well," Shen Bixin nodded and said, "I'm already sick, why did you suddenly come to Lingyun?"
"Isn't it just for..." Yan Yinli's tone suddenly changed, and he sighed: "It's hard to describe in a word." When he turned his eyes to the person behind him, his eyes suddenly widened, and he exclaimed: "Yes. you"
Do they know each other? Shen Bixin introduced: "I'm sick, he is..." The two were not married yet, and Shen Bixin didn't know what to say.
Zhu Ziming smoothed things over and said, "I am your cousin-in-law..."
The Ninth Prince didn't have any airs, but he could have a close friendship. Zhu Ziming looked at Yan Bingji, they were also relatives after all.
Cousin-in-law? What a coincidence... Yan Bing was stunned for a moment, but she pulled him aside: "So it's you..."