: The Medium

The next day, Tan Zong got up very early, one was to relieve the knot that had been in his heart that had been depressed for a long time, and the other was that Cao Qiaomu mentioned yesterday when he left, saying that it was Tan Zong's "new master" Jiang Wu, who would come to the door early this morning and ask Tan Zong to prepare.

The so-called new master is just Tan Zong's self-feeling, and Cao Qiaomu naturally could not say that. Cao Qiaomu had already seen that Tan Zong's personality seemed modest, but in fact he was a little domineering, and even had some of his gazes. However, most of these talented people had minor problems of one kind and another, and Cao Qiaomu didn't care much about himself. He just secretly thought about how to teach Tan Zong a lesson so that this Yayuan Gong would suffer some losses, and knew that Dashun Dynasty was not the only smart person.

As for what preparations to be made, Cao Qiaomu, who had this thought, would naturally not say it. Although it was a bit boring, it was also a test. Tan Zong himself was naturally clear. He was just a little dealing with it. Even if Jiang Wu wanted to take advantage of the situation, he would just ask some things in Nanjing Prefecture. To be precise, he asked Tan Zong if he still had a chance in this situation and could lift the cover of Nanjing Prefecture.

It happened that Chen Ju, the "Crown Prince" of the Salt Tax Office, sent someone to invite him. Tan Zong thought about his own status and in order not to become a secretary, he wanted to take this canary who grew up in a big bird cage inlaid with gold and silver in the imperial city to see what a playboy is and what a "fake prince" is arrogance, and also strengthened the determination of this genuine prince to rectify the "corrupt officials"!

The greater the determination of Jiang Wu, the higher the dependence on him, Tan Zong, and when he was in charge of Tan Zong, his status and status naturally increased. He would probably become a role like the right-hand man - at least he was a guest official!

There is no doubt about whether any exceptions will happen to Jiang Wu when facing those playboys, even in later generations.

The smaller the ground, the more domineering the relatives of those in power are, which is exactly the same as the old saying that the emperor is far away from the mountain. In the Dashun Dynasty, no matter the size of the ground, as long as the mountain is far away from the capital, it is naturally considered that the emperor is far away from the capital. Nanjing Prefecture just fits this point- later Mao Taizu said that what he could manage was the capital and the surrounding counties and cities.

As for this high-end prefect of Nanjing Prefecture, his status in Nanjing Prefecture is just like a local emperor.

When he entered the lobby, the inn owner happened to ask the waiter to knock on the door with Zhang Tiaozi. The man who delivered the notes in the lobby was walking out step by step, which immediately attracted Tan Zong's gaze. The blurry figure at the gate flashed away when Tan Zong entered the lobby, but Tan Zong did not notice it.

Tan Zong was a little surprised at the boss's actions. After all, Tan Zong's status is different now, and because of Su Jin's three daughters, the family is not short of money, so he gave enough rent early and would not come to urge him. With the inn boss who has always been accustomed to being a human being, he would never dare to act like this if it weren't for something big.

But, what big thing can happen to him now?

"What's the matter going to knock on the door early in the morning?" Tan Zong, who was a little strange, took the initiative to walk over, and asked Xiaoer to order a basket of buns and a small pot of hot soy milk to fill his stomach. He took the note from the humble inn owner and looked carefully.

The note is not big, just the size of a palm, with dozens of words on it, which basically means that you can't find a suitable house, sorry. After reading it, Tan Zong remembered it, but a few days ago, Tan Zong had ordered Qinghe to ask someone to find a house in Nanjing Mansion.

The inn owner's surname is Tang. Although he is a foreigner, he has been in this Nanjing Prefecture for more than ten years. Therefore, those middle-aged people who specialize in running errands in the city and the brokers who help those businessmen get commissions are more or less familiar with each other.

A few days ago, the middle-aged man Qinghe asked for a day but couldn't find a house. When Tan Zong found out, he said he went to find this shopkeeper Tang. As expected, the shopkeeper Tang really recommended a young man named Li Fasan to do this. He only said that Li Fasan was clean and had a straightforward leg, and was also a little famous in Nanjing Prefecture.

However, no matter how much the shopkeeper Tang said, the whole story was full of money and the lotus was bright, but Li Fasan finally pushed the matter. Although the deposit he had given before was given was quite a lot of money, it was delayed after all, so many days were delayed. If Tan Zong pursued it, he might have to ask Li Fasan to pay a lot of money in again, which would be a loss.

If we pursue further, even the shopkeeper Tang, who has an inn, will probably be involved.

But Tan Zong had booked the inn alone for several months and had been paid by Manager Tang's delicious food and drinks. He was very thoughtful when cooking water and tea on weekdays. Therefore, Tan Zong naturally couldn't say anything strange, but the matter of the house could not be solved for several consecutive days, and Tan Zong felt a little uncomfortable.

And Tan Zong's change in expression naturally could not hide it from the old shopkeeper Tang.

"Miss San'er did this matter incredible." Manager Tang said with a smile, and then scolded Li Fasan in a faint voice. The sound was naturally extremely small, but it was heard clearly by Tan Zong.

Tan Zong understood that this shopkeeper Tang seemed to complain that Li Fasan was unreasonable in his work, but his meaning was still the meaning of entrusting Li Fasan. After all, the shopkeeper Tang could entrust Tan Zong's affairs to Li Fasan. I think the relationship between the two was very good in private, so it was reasonable for him to entrust Li Fasan with this shopkeeper Tang to entrusting Li Fasan with entrusting him.

However, Tan Zong had sharp eyes, but before, he saw that Li Fasan was obviously not very straightforward when walking, as if he had been beaten, and his injury was even worse than Tan Zong.

Although Tan Zong was severely burned at that time, it was just a few skin injuries. The old doctor gave him good medicine, so he almost got better the next day. This surprised Tan Zong for a while and couldn't figure out why this ancient medicine was similar to the special medicines that were secretly used by senior officials in later generations.

Even when Tan Zong was injured, he never walked like Li Fasan, almost like a cripple. If he hadn't been beaten, Tan Zong would definitely not believe it.

But, I think Li Fasan is a middle-aged man. He usually does a business of welcoming and sending off, so how could he offend people so easily? He can't say that there is something inside. And Tan Zong is also a little nervous and is almost subconsciously raising Li Fasan's affairs on himself, secretly wondering if Li Fasan was beaten by him, Tan Zong.

After something happened in my heart, the breakfast tasted a little bad. After half a basket of buns fell into her stomach, Tan Zong had a clue and waved his hand to call Chunsheng, the waiter who was running away next to him.

Although Chunsheng is not a relative of Manager Tang, he was taken in by Manager Tang. He has been with Manager Tang for several years. He has not learned anything else, but has learned all the skills of Manager Tang's reception and hospitality, and the old Manager took him as his apprentice. Therefore, in recent years, Manager Tang has given him these things on the storefront to him, and he is also a lobby manager.

After being greeted by Tan Zong, Chunsheng did not come over immediately. Instead, he greeted the old customer who had just entered the store, talked a few more words about the parents, and welcomed the customer to the table next to Tan Zong, and then walked to Tan Zong. He took the versatile curtains on his shoulders and wiped them a few times on Tan Zong's table. Seeing that it was not greasy, Chunsheng had a basic judgment in his heart - at least it was not that he was not a carefree hospitality.

Chunsheng couldn't say that he would accompany Zhang Xiaowei, and he didn't dare to look at Tan Zong directly. He just turned his body and said, "Mr. Yayuan, what are you doing to tell me?"

"You guy is smart." Tan Zong pointed Chunsheng's head with his index finger, but he smiled on his face. He seemed to have a pleasant taste of sweet soy milk. Then he said leisurely: "Isn't the old shopkeeper saying that Li Fasan is quitting? I'm anxious to set up a house, so I come to ask you guys. If it's done, you will definitely benefit."

Tan Zong spoke very loudly, and I am afraid that anyone in the lobby could hear it clearly.

Chunsheng was also stunned when he heard this. Subconsciously turned his head to look at the old shopkeeper behind the counter. He saw that although the old shopkeeper lowered his head and calculated the accounts, the other end was shaking slightly, but it was obviously reminding him not to be troublesome.

Chunsheng, an apprentice, was naturally convinced by the old shopkeeper's ability to look at people and things. When he saw the old shopkeeper shaking his head, he was willing to refuse, but when he turned around, he found that Tan Zong was staring at the bowl in his hand with a smile, but there were a few unknown viciousness in his smile.

Tan Zong's expression was really scary, and Chunsheng was even more frightened by Tan Zong's expression. Therefore, although Chunsheng wanted to refuse, Piansheng was so scared that he couldn't speak. Then he thought that the person sitting in front of him was not an ordinary guest, but the new Koyayuan from Nanjing Prefecture this year.

Although this Yayuan is not as noble as Jieyuan, Yayuan in Nanjing has become a "high official" over the years, so how could he dare to offend a small commoner like him?

"It's really difficult to say but not to say, but it's really hard to push."

Chunsheng was making a difficult decision. When he heard the sound suddenly coming out of his ears, he didn't feel abrupt. Instead, he felt it fit his mood. He couldn't help but respond: "Yes, it's really hard to deal with it. If he offended Mr. Yayuan..." At this point, Chunsheng suddenly woke up, and then he realized that the words just now were clearly what the man Yayuan who could not offend him said.

"Damn it, villain should die." Chunsheng was really scared this time. Even though Tan Zong still looked like a smiling face, he fell into Chunsheng's eyes, just like the evil ghost who was collecting his soul smiling in front of him and wanted to restrain his soul. He was so scared that he was almost lying on the ground.
Chapter completed!