When the three sisters of the Jiang family were discussing where to set up the stage, Jiang Erye, who was far away in Jiuquan, Suzhou, was sitting on the largest theater in Jiuquan County, the best elegant seat, leaning against a comfortable ring chair, shaking a folding fan and listening to the opera with relish.

He was listening to the opera, and everyone in the theater was watching him. The officials in Jiuquan were happy to see the imperial envoy listened to him, and they were also happy; in order to see the big girl, the first handsome man in the Zhou Dynasty, the young wife and even the old ladies, they were fascinated by Mr. Jiang Er.

No wonder Cen Jiang was named the exiled immortal by Long Sui. None of this appearance and temperament can be seen in the world.

A young woman wearing a big cow horn comb exclaimed, "It would be great if the exiled immortal could stay in Jiuquan, then I would have hope every day."

"I too..." A delicately dressed girl said shyly with her red face. If she could go to Jiang Zexian to serve her, she would be willing to serve her even if she asked her to serve her tea and water.

"If the banished immortal stays, I would like to eat less meal a day!" The chubby girl next to the young woman clenched her fists and silently added in her heart: If she could serve Jiang banished immortal, she could not eat but drink soup!

The old woman who occupied the best position to watch the exiled immortals couldn't help but say, "If you can see the exiled immortals every day, your old body will definitely live for several more years."

The waiter who delivered the tea said silently in his heart, "Mrs. Xu, if your son hears these words, how can you feel?"

Xu Qilin, the Jiuquan County Magistrate who was sitting with Mr. Jiang sagging his hands, got up and poured tea for Mr. Jiang erect, smiled diligently, "I learned that you are here to listen to the opera, and all the girls in Jiuquan have arrived. Sir, look at the girls here, can you catch your eyes?"

Mr. Jiang's hand that was fanning his body stopped, and everyone's breathing in the theater also stopped.

"Mr. Xu."

"Sir." Xu Qilin immediately leaned over.

Mr. Jiang lowered his voice and said, "Have you seen all the girls here?"

Xu Qilin's heart was pounding, "I've seen it, I've seen it! I've guaranteed my integrity and I'm willing!"

There are people here, and as long as you use a little fan, the subordinate will send you to the county government immediately!

Mr. Jiang lowered his voice, "Then..."

Xu Qilin was excited and leaned three inches towards Mr. Jiang again, curious about who he chose.

"Then... Lord Xu discovered which girl's appearance is worthy of me?"

Bang!

Xu Qilin couldn't hold back his hands and lay in a mess on the tea table, pouring some snacks and pouring tea.

"Mr. Jiang!"

"Sir, Exiled Immortal!"

"Sir, the Imperial Commander!"

Everyone exclaimed, one by one, two by three rushing up, wishing to throw Xu Qilin, who had splashed Lord Jiang's tea onto the stage!

brush!

Jiang Houer, Jiang Bao, eunuch Qingyan and Gu Yuelou, who were standing around Jiang Erye, immediately stepped forward and stopped Jiuquan Yingying Yanyan.

Mr. Jiang didn't even look at his robe, so he got up and raised his hand to support Xu Qilin, "Has Mr. Xu been burned by tea?"

Xu Qilin was not afraid of what Mr. Jiang did to him, but the unignorable anger behind him made him tremble, "No, no, the official's failure to be polite disturbed the Lord's elegance, and the official's crime should be punished by ten thousand deaths."

Mr. Jiang said gently, "Mr. Xu doesn't have to do this. Everyone has slippery feet. The official uniforms of his parents are wet. Go and change one."

I don’t have any slippery feet, but you, Jiang Feng, are really cunning! A woman whose appearance can match you, not to mention Jiuquan, there is no such thing as Suzhou! Are you playing tricks? If you don’t choose women, you will come to listen to something hypocritical!

Xu Qilin cursed in his heart, but said, "Yes, the official has poured your robe wet, the official will accompany you back to the yamen to change one."

Mr. Jiang, wearing a long moon-white gown, smiled and said, "It doesn't matter whether I change the casual clothes I wear or not. The official clothes that Lord Xu wears must be replaced."

His words were not loud, but Xu Qilin, who deliberately wore an official uniform and accompanied the imperial envoy to listen to the opera, was shocked and sweated.

Mr. Jiang ignored him and raised his hand to the troupe who was at a loss on the stage and the people who were looking at him, and said aloud, "We'll disturb everyone from listening to the opera. Jiang Feng is here to accompany everyone."

Everyone blushed and said, "I dare not take it for you." Then Mr. Jiang smiled and said to the headmaster of the opera troupe, "This script is good today and it is good. Jiang hasn't heard enough yet. Can you ask them to continue singing?"

Jiang Bao immediately handed over two heavy ingots. The headmaster was flattered and hurriedly asked the opera troupe to continue singing.

The tables and chairs were cleaned up, and the clothes were stained with tea, Jiang Erye sat down calmly and continued to sway the fan to listen to the opera. Xu Qilin said noddedly. When he turned downstairs, he found that many people were glaring at him, including his old mother and daughter. Xu Qilin was so angry that he was dizzy, and his feet slipped, and almost rolled down the stairs.

When he returned to Xu's mansion, Fu Qian, the master of Suxuan Road comforting envoy Fu Kaiwen, who was hiding in his mansion, immediately asked, "How?"

Xu Qilin smiled bitterly, "Jiang Feng looks easy to talk, but in fact he doesn't have enough oil and salt. He wants his appearance to match his woman. Where can I find him? Master, let's continue to use money, right?"

Fu Qian frowned, "How much money do you think can fill him?!"

Jiang Feng had just arrived in Jiuquan for two months and had already received 30,000 taels of filial piety, but he was still sloppy with them. If he dragged on like this, Xie Qingquan and Zeng Xianzhi would find him on his head! Xu Qilin's eyes were fierce, "Then let's just do it all the time..."

Fu Qian glared, "If you can do him, go!"

Xu Qilin shrank his neck and was honest. He had tried it before. Not to mention killing Jiang Feng, he couldn't even touch Jiang Feng's hair!

They were worried that Mr. Jiang had already finished listening to the play and shaking his folds and fanned out of the theater. He walked on the street for a while and decided to get on the carriage and go back to the county government.

For safety, he, Zeng Xianzhi and Xie Qingquan, both lived in the guest rooms of the county yamen. The back yamen was under heavy control and the food was investigated layer by layer. It was absolutely impossible for Suzhou officials to poison them like they would poison Kong Qingfeng.

Kong Qingfeng was poisoned by Suzhou officials with chronic poison!

Mr. Jiang looked at the pedestrians pretending to behave on the street calmly, and the shopkeepers were furious in their chests. If they hadn't seen too many people in ragged and pale faces along the way, he would have thought that the people here were living better than Kang'an, with red faces and bright clothes!

Mr. Jiang put down the curtain and lifted it up and looked out. Sure enough, he found that the "actors" who breathed a sigh of relief on the street began to pretend again.

Zhou Qiwu approached Jiang Erye's ear and whispered, "Sir..."

Mr. Jiang raised the folding fan and said, "Let's talk about it when you go back."

"Yes." Zhou Qiwu shut up and stepped aside.

When he returned to the Houya, Zhou Qiwu immediately said, "Sir, An Zheng is here."

Mr. Jiang was surprised, "I'll go change my robe first, and you can take him to the study."

Anzheng, Lizheng, Waipanshan Village, Jiuquan County, took the villagers from Jiuquan in the autumn of the fifth year of Jinglong and fled from Jiuquan. After a lot of hardships, he arrived outside Kang'an City in the first month of the sixth year of Jinglong. Unexpectedly, before he took the villagers into the city, he was caught and buried alive by Lang Chao as a Khitan spy.

An Zheng, who went to the city to find out the news, escaped. He was dormant in Kang'an for two years, and did not return to Jiuquan with the imperial envoy Kong Qingfeng and Nie Linjiang in the spring of the eighth year of Jinglong.

He thought that long live sent an imperial envoy to Jiuquan, which would be able to clear the cancer and let the people of Jiuquan live a good life. However, Lord Kong, who did practical things, died soon after he arrived in Jiuquan. Seeing that the situation was not good, An Zheng fled out of the county government and sent a letter to Uncle Qiu from Kang'an, and then he avoided the mountains.

In early May, he went out to the market to exchange animal skins for firewood, rice, oil and salt. Only then did he find out that Jiang Erye and Zeng Xianzhi had arrived in Jiuquan, so he tried to carefully avoid the layers of checkpoints set by the officials of Jiuquan. It took him more than ten days to connect with the people from the Ren Mansion.
Chapter completed!