Because the Hundred Flowers Meeting is about to begin in the afternoon, the head of the Beggars' Sect is extremely lively today. The entire manor is filled with laughter and people are roaring. The only thing that is still quiet is probably the cross-yard where Zhao Ji lives alone. Perhaps because he has given instructions, the Beggars' Sect disciples deliberately avoided the yard and no one came to disturb Zhao Ji's tranquility. However, some disciples were curious about what the distinguished guests from Bianliang looked like, and they all stood on tiptoe to watch outside the door, but they would be scolded and driven away soon.

The Beggars' Sect was connected outside, and Zhao Ji didn't go to join in the fun, so he just stayed in the yard, thinking about how to beware of Mrs. Ma's confusion about the Beggars' Sect.

Not long after, Quan Guanqing came over. He was afraid that Zhao Ji would be bored to stay here, so he had greeted several elders and then turned to here. Because he had just heard Qiao Feng mentioning himself to be promoted to the Nine Bag Elder in front of the elders, and the elders, including Ma Dayuan, who was most worried about, did not object, so Quan Guanqing was in a very good mood. Although he had a greater future in front of him, he had been influenced by the world since he was a child. Quan Guanqing understood that it was rare that he could become the elder of the largest gang of the Beggars' Sect at this age, and finally gave an explanation for his efforts in the first half of his life. Therefore, he was in a very good mood.

After Quan Guanqing came, several other elders of the Beggars' Sect also visited one after another and formally invited Zhao Ji to the later Hundred Flowers Feast. Although this was the case, the necessary etiquette must be maintained. In addition to the elders in power, some other elders who had already left the world of the world had already come to visit Zhao Ji. Because these people were no longer hang out in the world, they also bought many family businesses in the local area, which made them more and more important to their official connections. After learning that Zhao Ji was a nobleman from Bianliang, his attitude became more and more enthusiastic. He also started to have friendship first, and he could not always ask for help.

When Ma Dayuan came, Zhao Ji solemnly thanked him for his wife and sent Tang Zhihui. Whether Ma Dayuan knew whether his wife came or not, he must say this to Ma Dayuan. After hearing about this, Ma Dayuan was slightly surprised. Last night, he seemed to be a little dissatisfied with Prince Duan, and he did not expect to come to visit him in person today. He couldn't help feeling a little relieved and thought that although his wife had some of the short-sighted and slightest knowledge of the wife, she was still quite knowledgeable. He knew that Prince Duan was a guest of the Beggars' Sect and apologized to Prince Duan for him. If his wife was like this, what else did the husband ask for? Thinking of this, Ma Dayuan felt grateful that he had married a rare virtuous wife in the world.

In the afternoon, the long-term preparation of the Hundred Flowers Conference finally began. Although the Beggars' Sect was full of beggars, they valued the Hundred Flowers Conference very much. Perhaps in their opinion, this banquet was not as simple as eating and drinking, but had more solemn significance. The entire manor was decorated with blooming flowers, and was also crafted and crafted to tie a lantern with colorful silk and was raised high, which was reflected in the sunset that was gradually drooping to the west, making it beautiful.

Qiao Feng smiled and invited Zhao Ji to the front hall to attend the banquet. Zhao Ji saw the rich festive atmosphere along the way, and his mood was gradually getting better by the Madam. Seeing the disciples passing by the Beggar Gang all had a happy smile on their faces, Zhao Ji smiled at Qiao Feng and said, "The Beggar Gang is booming under Brother Qiao's management. Brother Qiao, you should be very pleased."

After hearing this, Qiao Feng sighed and said, "I have to pay attention to it. I have passed on the burden of the Beggars' Gang. I am trembling every day, for fear of letting down my teacher's high hopes. To be honest, Mr. Zhao, sometimes I feel that this burden is too heavy. Occasionally, I am so tired that I just want to stop everything and ignore the troubles. But since this burden is carried on my shoulders, I can only do it. Now that the Beggars' Gang is booming, it is a loss for the legacy of the ancestors and the brothers in the gang to work together, but I dare not take credit."

Zhao Ji has always thought that Qiao Feng is a hero who stands tall and never speaks tired. He has always seen him energetic since he met him. Now it is the first time he has seen his tired and weak side. Although he just let go, it makes Zhao Ji realize that Qiao Feng is also a flesh-and-blood body and feels tired. From early spring to now, except for the month in the palace, Qiao Feng has been running around for most of the time and has almost never stopped. Such hard work is probably only Qiao Feng can support it.

Thinking of this, Zhao Ji couldn't help but think that the future decline of the Beggars' Sect may not have no relationship with the fact that the inheritance is unavailable. For example, the most white and clean leader of the Beggars' Sect, who is famous, is a fair share, but compared with Qiao Feng, he can only be considered a corpse and quit doing his job.

As soon as he thought of this, Zhao Ji said again: "Brother Qiao remembers the teachings of respecting his teachers and must do things personally. It is good, but sometimes he has to make choices and make decisions and relaxation. Zhuge Wuhou is very talented in the world, but he has to check everything in detail, and he will eventually be exhausted. Therefore, in my opinion, Brother Qiao, you don't have to work so hard. It is better to have talent within five steps. Some things are left to the talents who are suitable for it."

"For example, Quanguanqing Quanzhu is the main focus of managing the Bianliang Hall, showing his practical talents. Even if Brother Qiao, you personally take charge of the command, the results will not be much better."

After hearing this, Qiao Feng's face froze and then fell into deep thought. After a long time, he suddenly sighed: "Your words of persuasion made me feel like I heard spring thunder! Since I succeeded as the leader of the gang, I only felt that all the big and big things were handled properly by myself to live up to the entrusted work of my mentor, but I forgot that my own skills were really limited and that I might not be better than others in doing things. If I run the Bianliang hall myself, I wouldn't be better than the leader, and even make it difficult to achieve the results at the moment. As expected, I have a specialized career. Looking back now, I was too persistent before. Many things were obviously more appropriate to leave to other brothers, but I snatched them to do them myself, but I couldn't do them well..."

While talking, Qiao Feng looked self-blame and annoyed, and he showed that he deeply regretted his previous obsession.

Zhao Ji just wanted to advise Qiao Feng to delegate power appropriately, but did not want to arouse his deep self-blame. He advised: "Brother Qiao, you don't have to blame yourself too much. The contribution you have made to the Beggars' Sect over the years is obvious to all, and it is difficult to find any mistakes. But you should stop and think about it from time to time. If you just focus on the details every day, your grasp of the overall situation will be unclear. In this way, the harm will outweigh the benefits."

Qiao Feng said deeply: "Your Master Zhao, you are a bystander. Your words have solved the problems that have been bothering me for many years. I have done my best over the years, but the trivial things in the gang are still emerging one after another. It turns out that it is because I have only done some trivial things, but I have lost control in the overall situation. It is ridiculous that I have done stupid things that I have lost my mind but I am always complacent. I am really ashamed!"

"So, Brother Qiao, you have to try to relax yourself. You must boldly leave some minor disputes that occur occasionally to the people below to deal with. On the one hand, you can get out and take charge of the overall situation, and on the other hand, you can also discover more available talents for the Beggars' Sect. One person is short, two people are strong, and they work together, so the Beggars' Sect will naturally become more prosperous."

Seeing Qiao Feng's ears and his attention were so focused, Zhao Ji couldn't help but feel ashamed. He was in such a big circle, but he still hoped to put Qiao Feng in the Beggars' Sect to some extent to avoid being affected by Qiao Feng in the future. Although the methods are a little bit brighter, this is not a bad thing for Qiao Feng to be a good thing for Qiao Feng. A gentleman can deceive him. If Quan Guanqing is the leader of the Beggars' Sect, the first thing he needs to think about when he hears these words must be the authority in his hands. However, Qiao Feng really believed in Zhao Ji, and only said that he did consider himself wholeheartedly.

While feeling guilty in his heart, Zhao Ji also made up his mind not to let Qiao Feng repeat the same mistakes. No matter what means he used, he must give this friend who trusted him a peaceful and peaceful life!

Qiao Feng digested Zhao Ji's advice all the way, and the two of them had already arrived at the front hall of the banquet without realizing it.

Before Zhao Ji could enter the hall, he felt a lively atmosphere coming. Standing at the door, he saw a huge hall filled with disciples of the Beggar Gang. The top leaders and elders lived alone, while the disciples below were completely unpretentious. They sat on the ground with people stacked up on the ground, and they could no longer help but interweave the cups, and the atmosphere was extremely warm.

When Zhao Ji and Qiao Feng walked to the door, the noise in the hall gradually subsided, and everyone stood up and bowed: "Gangmaster, Mr. Zhao..."

Qiao Feng was still pondering, but he didn't react very enthusiastically. He just bowed his hand and led Zhao Ji to the top of the chief position. In the past few Hundred Flowers Fairs, Qiao Feng was more willing to mingle with the disciples in the hall but would not sit on the top. However, this time because he wanted to accompany Zhao Ji, he also sat down in the hall.

The main event of the banquet is naturally eating and drinking. As for other more important things, they have to wait until the atmosphere is more warm before they can be dealt with. Therefore, as soon as Zhao Ji sat down, several elders of the Beggar Gang picked up the wine bowl to invite the wine. Although the wine had just dissipated yesterday, it is difficult to ignore the face of these elders at present, so they also picked up the wine glass to respond.

As the hot drink was in full swing, a pleasant female voice suddenly came from outside the door: "The female family is here to toast!"

The sound was heard twice before everyone in the hall heard it. Everyone couldn't help but wonder, "The Hundred Flowers Club did not have this project in the past, what happened this time?" They all turned their heads and looked out the door. When they turned their heads, everyone's mood couldn't help but tremble, but they could no longer retract their gazes.
Chapter completed!