The council that Lin Wanru mentioned was actually a gathering of wealthy merchants in Fengzhou City to connect with each other and discuss cooperation. It is said that it will be held every once in a while.
After all, doing business is not a matter of one or two families. Even a top-notch giant like the Qian family still has to cooperate with other people, let alone the Lin family, who cannot avoid these necessary entertainments.
As the guard of the Lin family, Lin Yong is also Lin Wanru's bodyguard most of the time, and he will follow her on some important occasions.
Last time in the parliament, because a certain wealthy businessman said some inappropriate words to Lin Wanru, he was beaten up by the furious Lin Yong on the spot. Later, the Lin family paid some price and finally calmed down the matter, although it did not cause any serious problems. However, since then, Lin Wanru never dared to take him on such occasions.
These Lin Wanru briefly mentioned to him just now.
Compared with Lin Yong, a stunned young man, he looks gentle and humble, and knows how to do business. The important thing is that he is handsome and can be taken out to meet people.
The reason for agreeing to her is firstly because everyone is familiar with those who come and go these days, it is not easy to refuse such a trivial matter, and secondly because it is boring to go to bed early every night, and it is not bad to go out for a change of mood once in a while.
The place they are going to tomorrow is a small manor owned by the Qian family in the city.
Every banquet is held by several top wealthy merchants in turn, and small and medium families like the Lin family are only eligible to participate.
The host of this banquet is the Qian family. The Qian family has been very famous in Fengzhou recently. Before that, the Qian family was well-known by everyone because of their wealth. Recently, they became famous because of a monster born in the Qian family.
This monster is called Qian Duoduo.
Throwing out more than a dozen jaw-dropping poems made him completely popular in Fengzhou City.
Everyone knows that Zhao Xiuwen is the sage of poets in the Qi State, an example of literati, and the number one scholar in the fifth year of Xinghe. Now he is assisting the third prince in Fengzhou. Everyone knows his talent and name.
However, in recent days, in terms of poetry, the name Qian Duoduo has almost overshadowed Zhao Xiuwen's reputation in Fengzhou City.
He has been ridiculed by others for more than ten years, and he has also worn the hat of "idiot" on his head for more than ten years. Ten years of forbearance, once amazing, completely subverted everyone's perception of him.
There are quite a few people who are skeptical about this, but some people think that this time, the Qian family may really have a unicorn.
"Xiuwen, what do you think?" Yang Yanzhou asked Zhao Xiuwen after flipping through a book of poems in his hand.
"Good literary talent!"
Zhao Xiuwen also held the same booklet in his hand, and nodded repeatedly: "There are thirteen poems, each of which is an excellent work..."
Yang Yanzhou shook his head and asked, "Do you really believe that Qian Duoduo wrote these poems within five days?"
"I have to carve every poem of this level for a long time. It's not like you and I don't know what the son of the God of Wealth is like..." Zhao Xiuwen put down the book of poems and said, "There must be someone behind him. Master, it’s just that I still can’t figure it out, from his poems, it can be seen that he must also be an arrogant person, but why would he give away his hard work, is it really just for money?”
Yang Yanzhou wondered: "The important thing is, when did Fengzhou produce such a talent?"
Zhao Xiuwen smiled and said, "I might go to Qian's house once in a few days."
"Speaking of which, he happens to be in Fengzhou." Yang Yanzhou thought for a while and said, "Could it be him?"
Zhao Xiuwen raised his eyebrows and asked, "If it was him, it would not be difficult to write these poems, but why would he give the poems to a stranger?"
"It's not a gift." Yang Yanzhou looked at him and said, "When he first arrived in Fengzhou, he pawned off the third prince's jade pendant. Presumably he was in short supply of money. With his style, he would do such a thing. Not surprisingly."
Zhao Xiuwen frowned, and asked: "Even if you are short of money, but a scholar is proud, how can you..."
"Xiuwen, you still don't know him very well."
Yang Yanzhou smiled and said: "Back then in Qing'an Mansion, the song "Magpie Bridge Immortal" was written by him on the sky lantern, and was picked up by others before it was passed down; The first "Water Tune Getou" won two hundred taels of silver; in Prince Ning's mansion, a sentence of "sorry for new words" has lost face to many talented people; more than a dozen poems have made Luoshui Goddess even famous It was all spread to the Qi State, but what you don’t know about Xiuwen is that he also gave it to a confidante casually... "
"Thinking about it this way, it's not so strange for him to exchange these poems for silver when he was short of money." Yang Yanzhou smiled wryly and said, "Although he doesn't want to admit it, it seems that poems are just for him. Things, which talent does not regard his proud work as a treasure, but he doesn't care at all, just this point, I am afraid that I will not be able to do it in this life."
"If it's really him..."
Zhao Xiuwen looked out the window and said, "The Qian family, we have to go today."
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Somewhere in a gorgeous manor in Fengzhou City, a middle-aged fat man with a big belly came out, looked at the two young people, and said with some surprise: "What kind of wind is here today, why did you two come here?" ?”
Zhao Xiuwen cupped his hands and said, "You're taking the liberty to come here, don't be offended by the God of Money and Wealth."
The middle-aged fat man waved his hand and said, "If you don't want to be surprised, please come in quickly."
Few people may know the name of this middle-aged fat man, but when it comes to his nickname, almost everyone in Fengzhou City knows it.
The God of Wealth, the owner of the Qian family, started from scratch and accumulated countless wealth in just over ten years. People only know that the Qian family is very rich, but they don't know how much money the Qian family has, so they simply call him The God of Wealth, the wealth of the Qian family can be seen.
In a spacious hall of the manor, the three of them were seated as guests and hosts. God of Wealth Qian took a sip of tea, looked at the two and asked, "The two of you are here this time, do you have any arrangements for the third prince?"
Yang Yanzhou shook his head and said, "The third prince has no arrangements."
"Why didn't I arrange for you to come here?" Qian Caishen was stunned, stood up and said, "I'm very busy here, and I can spend a few hundred taels of silver with you in the time it takes to have a cup of tea..."
Zhao Xiuwen got up and said, "If the God of Wealth has something to do, go and do it. We are here to find Mr. Ling."
A look of vigilance appeared on Qian Caishen's face, and he asked, "Why are you looking for Duoduo? Has he caused some trouble outside again?"
"It's not about causing trouble." Zhao Xiuwen looked at him and said, "There is just one thing that I want Mr. Qian to clarify."
The vigilance on Qian Caishen's face became more intense, and he said: "You two champions, it is enough for my family's Mr. Duoduo to be Mr. Duoduo. What can I ask my family to explain?"
Zhao Xiuwen showed helplessness on his face, turned his head, looked at Yang Yanzhou and said, "Yanzhou, you should talk about it."
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"Here's 10,000 taels, enough to buy 13 songs. Next time, don't be so impulsive. Release one song in three days... That's it!"
In a room, a chubby young man pressed a stack of banknotes under his pillow, and whispered, "I need to save money for a while, and I can't let dad know..."
"My son, my son!"
A servant's voice came from outside the door, Qian Duoduo put the quilt away, walked over, opened the door and asked, "What's the matter?"
The servant immediately said: "Young Master, Master asked you to come over."
Qian Duoduo frowned, and asked, "Isn't my father busy with evening affairs, what do you want me to do?"
The servant replied: "I don't know, two guests came to the house just now, the master came over and asked me to call the young master over."
Qian Duoduo waved his hand and said, "Lead the way ahead."
He was thinking about how to see that brother again, and under the guidance of that servant, he soon came to a hall.
"Father, what do you want from me?" He raised his head, looked at the middle-aged man sitting on the chair and asked.
Qian Caishen looked at him with a dark face and asked, "Tell me, what stupid things have you done these days, and tell me the truth!"
"No..." Qian Duoduo was stunned for a moment, and said, "I've been fine these few days, and I haven't caused any trouble..."
"Bastard, you still don't admit it!"
Qian Caishen stood up from the chair, pointed at his nose and scolded: "It's been a few days since I've ignored you, you've grown up, don't you learn to do business with me, and you actually write poems, such useless things What are you doing, don’t tell me that you are going to take the No. 1 Scholar Examination, and instead of doing business, you insist on following these crooked ways. Even if you are admitted to the No. 1 Scholar, what can you do? You are still a waste..."
On the side, Yang Yanzhou and Zhao Xiuwen looked at each other and took a deep breath at the same time. Only then did the two champions with deep cultivation subdue their emotions...