With the end of Mr. Tinglan's performance, tonight's grand performance ended completely.

After all, it was getting late and the night in Jinzhou was unforgivable. Although the audience in the waist pan were still unsatisfied, they would never stop their steps. Even if they returned to their residence for a while at night, it would not be easy for them to accept. Under the guidance of Tinglan Xiaozhu's manager, everyone left the venue in an orderly manner.

However, none of the audience in the Divine Tower wanted to leave. As the wooden door was pushed open, they also welcomed the waiter.

The one who walked into the divine building first was Tang Ru. After entering the door, the old man immediately stood by the door, bowed a little, and invited another person to come in. This person was undoubtedly Mr. Tinglan.

Jiang Yichen then recalled what Tang Ru said before leaving, "Tingling Young Master Lan will be invited to the Divine Tower every time after the performance."

As if in order to welcome Mr. Lan’s “coming”, the Divine Tower instantly became brightly lit.

With this light, Jiang Yichen didn't need to work hard to look at any target that he thought was worth observing, but at this moment he was thinking about two questions.

Please listen to Mr. Lan here when you come here. You will definitely not be like those promising young men. Just to show your love, I invite her here. Could it be that there is something to ask her to answer questions?

Is this knowledgeable and charming young master Tinglan really just a teacher?

"Thank you for coming here to support us tonight. Tinglan greets you all the good guests." Mr. Tinglan moved closer and bowed politely.

"Hey, why did Mr. Lan be so irritable? You don't need to be polite, you don't need to be polite."

"Young Master is so kind. It is our honor to be able to come to see us earthly mortals."

“It’s true, it’s true.”

...

Obviously, Tinglan's popularity was extraordinary. Just by saying hello, there were dozens of responses and in the divine building.

Mr. Tinglan had no airs at all. No matter who he was to, he smiled and kept bowing.

Someone in the divine building had already stood up and gave up his seat, but when Mr. Lan just gave in a humble manner, everyone respected her wishes and stopped forcing her. I think they had done countless times to give up their seats, but they were all rejected by Mr. Lan. But every time they always asked, if Mr. Lan was too tired one day, then it would be a blessing to let her sit in her position and rest for a while.

The greetings lasted half a cup of tea, but Mr. Lan still maintained a full patience and affinity smile. She stood in the center of the divine building, spared no effort to take care of every direction and every corner of the audience naturally gave Jiang Yichen a polite greeting.

"Hehe, the Sa family hasn't seen Mr. Tinglan for a long time. At the end of last month, the Sa family happened to be busy outside. When they came back, they would miss the performance of the young master. Ten days ago, they heard that the young master had reported illness and rest, which made the Sa family very worried. Seeing that the young master was still so bright and charming tonight, the Sa family finally felt at ease." The man who made a sound was a big man with his clothes open, his body was exposed, his beard, and his eyes were as sharp as an eagle. Anyone who saw the appearance of this big man would never want to see him have such a simple smile. When his eyes were facing Mr. Tinglan, he was immediately as gentle as cotton that could be kneaded.

"The leader of Ying's sect is busy, busy and worried about Tinglan's physical condition. Tinglan is really flattered. Tinglan is here to compensate Master Ying's sect." Mr. Tinglan bowed and said.

"Hey, it's obvious that the young master said this. The young master's daughter worked tirelessly to tell everyone's books, and always gave advice to everyone to solve their problems. The young master was ill. Although the San family was concerned about it, they had no practical actions. What's wrong with the young master? What's wrong with the young master? What's more, the San family had something to ask for advice tonight. If the young master was so polite, the San family would be embarrassed to speak." The big man called the leader of the sect quickly waved his hand and responded.

"This Master Ying is a person from the martial arts world, and is the third master of the Disha Sect among the twelve sects of the Tiansha Sect. The Earthly Brave Star Yinglong was once the thug of a wealthy family, and his power was extremely powerful." At some point, Tang Ru had already stood beside Jiang Yichen, and his voice interrupted Jiang Yichen's attention to the situation in the field.

"Old Tang?" Jiang Yichen was observing the masters present with all his attention, and was a little surprised at Tang Ru's voice.

"Oh, young master, don't blame me, I'm talking too much." Tang Ru apologized if he had disturbed Jiang Yichen.

"Old Tang is wrong. I don't mean this. I'm not hiding Mr. Tang. Although this trip to Jinzhou is not Xiaoke's first trip, Xiaoke is really shallow in his knowledge and knows very little about the world. If Mr. Tang is willing to give advice and give Xiaoke some simple explanations and let Xiaoke know a long time, Xiaoke will be grateful." Jiang Yichen's reaction this time was much faster. He could guess that maybe it was the people present, and those who were close to Tang Ru were either nouveau riche wearing gold and silver, or those with tall and powerful people in the world. In his opinion, they should be vulgar people. Only he can still be with Feng Ya, and he can chat with him and come to him. How could he miss this unexpected help? He naturally said that he would keep Tang Ru.

"Young Master Zhen will be fine if you don't bother me, and I will definitely tell you everything." Tang Ru's intention was guessed by Jiang Yichen. However, Tang Ru came for the inexplicable apology when he went upstairs just now. He always felt that his words hurt the young man earlier, so he came to tell him about the characters on the scene and relieve his boredom.

No matter what, the old and the young have their own thoughts, but they are both lonely and pretend to be beautiful. At least for Jiang Yichen, he could learn a lot of information from Tang Ru, which was an unexpected gain.

After a few words in private, the two seemed to have finished their Q&A. A short and fat man seemed to have gotten what he wanted and retreated back to his seat with a look of spring, which made the people next to him look sideways and envious.

"This person is Shangguan Wuyin, the shopkeeper of Tongyuan pawnshop in Jinzhou. He made a lot of money, but recently he seems to have lost a lot of money in speculative transactions. He should have come to Mr. Tinglan to give advice." Tang Ru explained.

"Shangguan Wuyin? Can this name make money?" Jiang Yichen said strangely. Of course, he did not dare to say this loudly, but instead approached Tang Ru's ear and asked softly.

"Hey, my son doesn't know that the Shangguan shopkeeper is Shangguan Yin. The three generations of the ancestors opened pawnshops in Jinzhou. But when they were passed on to him, the pawnshop business suddenly plummeted and almost fell into his hands. It happened that he met Mr. Tinglan eight years ago. Mr. Tinglan saw that this was just a numerology problem and pointed out that his eight characters were originally wealthy. But the name was "yin" and the name was in conflict with it, blocking the wealth route, so it was changed to "no silver", clearing the wealth route, and the pawnshop immediately got back on track." When Tang Rudao had the opportunity to praise Mr. Tinglan, he would never be stingy.

"Interesting, I didn't expect Mr. Tinglan, oh, Mr. Tinglan is so knowledgeable and talented." In order to cater to Tang Ru, Jiang Yichen also changed his words to Mr. Tinglan.

"It's okay, calling him a gentleman is always trying to express his respect for him. In fact, the young master is just more in line with his age. Everyone is already expressing his respect for him." Hearing Tang Ru's words, Jiang Yichen couldn't help but sigh. One person treats the other person carefully as a child, and treats him like a god. Only when he respects him, even his biological parents can't do this. How contradictory and extraordinary the old man in front of him is.

"Young Master Tinglan, I asked you about how hundreds of children of the Emei Sect completely disappeared overnight and appeared on Wudang Mountain. At that time, you did not give a reply, but wanted to investigate some clues. After this period of hard work, I finally gained some results. I wonder if the young master can answer this question tonight?" At this time, another person spoke in the venue.

I saw this man thin and tall, and his clothes were shining with silver lights under the lights. I guess even in the dark night when I couldn't see my fingers, my outfit would definitely not be missed.

"This young man is the only son of Zhao Taidou, the master of the gambling house. Zhao Xunle is as famous as his name, doing nothing all day long, idle, and a playboy, but he always acts very calm in front of Mr. Tinglan." Tang Rudao.

Tang Ru said that Jiang Yichen had not listened much because he had been attracted by the topic raised by Zhao Xunle. After leaving the island, he heard that Emei and Wudang were merged together, and he would not believe that this was a magic trick of the Great Transfer of the Universe. He wanted to know what method Mr. Tinglan would use to solve this puzzle.

"Then please tell me the clues you found." Mr. Zhao said, "Young Master Lan thought after a moment of recollection and said.

"As the young master said, I spent some financial resources to help me find out the information on the sales of goods from all over Zhongzhou to Shu for the past three years, and even the freight on the waterway has not been leaked." Zhao Xunle said proudly, as if it was worthy of being able to do things according to what Mr. Lan said, and no matter how much money he spent, it was worth it.

"The Demon Palace has frequently transported herbs between Hepinghai County in Shu for two years; the Chunxiao Tower in Guanghe County has transported wine from Shu every two months within three years; the Zuihongyan Restaurant in Gusu has also purchased a large amount of wine from Shu for three years, and there are silk cloths. However, in terms of frequency, it is much more diligent than the Chunxiao Tower, and there is information on cargo transportation in ten and half a month; Taoyuan Town in Jiangning County has also transported a lot of wine from Shu for three years, and there are also many bamboos, about once a month; the Fenghuo Tower and Gewuju in Guizhou have also transported a lot of herbs from Shu within three years, but they seem to have been like this before..."
Chapter completed!