"Brother Zhaoran, don't be too polite." Mu Hanzhang stepped forward to support Qin Zhaoran and asked him to sit down as he pleased, "I haven't seen you again after the Qionglin Banquet, but I didn't expect to be a magistrate in Luzhou."
Qin Zhaoran lowered his eyes: "Beijing-China relations are complicated, I don't want to go into that muddy water."
"That's true," Mu Hanzhang smiled, "The lord also considered it like this, so he didn't force it." At that time, Jing Shao heard that the two of them were classmates, and he was preparing to invite the champion of the first prize to the mansion for a drink in the face of his own princess. Later, Gu Qin Zhaoran didn't come to Jingshao and didn't care much. Such remarks are just Mu Hanzhang's habit of pushing all good things to Jing Shao.
Hearing this, Qin Zhaoran sighed: "Zhao Ran has nothing to do with the good intentions of the lord." He was able to come to a wealthy place like Luzhou, which was entirely the result of Jingshao's intention to take care of others. It is very clear, so there is no position to say anything.
Mu Hanzhang smiled. The two went to school together when they were young. Even if they hadn't seen each other for a few years, they still felt close in their hearts, so they asked about his situation after leaving Mu Family School.
"We made an appointment to study for another three years to have a test together, but unexpectedly you are already married." Qin Zhaoran lowered his eyes, hiding the melancholy in his eyes.
Mu Hanzhang smiled and didn't respond. He picked up the tea cup and took a sip. There was a live spring in the new house, and the tea brewed was particularly fragrant: "How did you know that I arrived in Pingjiang?"
Speaking of this matter, Qin Zhaoran's face suddenly became serious and he looked around.
Seeing that he had something to say, Mu Hanzhang waved his servants to retreat. One of the guards Jingshao had left behind did not want to leave.
"Don't go to Luzhou for the next few days." Qin Zhaoran frowned, looking a little anxious.
"Why is this?" Mu Hanzhang put down the tea cup, and his expression became solemn.
"Someone threatens my career and wants me to arrest you." Qin Zhaoran said slowly.
Mu Hanzhang tensed his body immediately, and subconsciously pressed his right hand on the handle of Hanzhang's treasured saber.
"Don't be afraid," Qin Zhaoran naturally saw Mu Hanzhang's defensive action, and a wry smile appeared on his lips, "I'm just a scholar, not to mention that there is a heavy army of Cheng Wang here, if I want to harm you, why would I come here in person... "Speaking of the back, the voice could not help lowering.
Only then did Mu Hanzhang come back to his senses, and looked at Qin Zhaoran apologetically: "I have been on the battlefield with the lord for a long time, and some habits can't be changed for a while. Brother Zhaoran, don't blame him."
When Jing Shao came back, he saw the guard himself standing pitifully outside the door.
"Yo, why are you standing here by yourself?" The right guard behind Jing Shao grinned and asked the guard.
"Master Hou and the magistrate of Luzhou are secretly talking inside, and their subordinates are not allowed to stand in the house." The guard said aggrieved.
"You bastard!" Jing Shao kicked the guard and told the princess to protect the princess. Now that the princess is locked in the same room with other men, she doesn't care. Thinking of this, she felt so happy that she had just fought on the battlefield. Dissipated, but replaced by anger. As soon as he opened the main hall door, he saw that Mu Hanzhang was sitting very close to a well-dressed young man, looking like they were talking happily!
Mu Hanzhang turned his head to see Jing Shao who was angry, and couldn't help but be a little surprised. It was just noon now, why did Jing Shao finish the fight
In Jing Shao's view, this look is obviously guilty, grabbing his wrist and asking, "Who is this person?"
"Xiaoguan Qin Zhaoran, I have seen His Royal Highness King Cheng." Qin Zhaoran frowned when he saw that Mu Hanzhang's wrist was turned white by Jing Shao's grip.
Jing Shao frowned and looked at it for a moment, then remembered this new champion.
"Why did you come back now?" Mu Hanzhang was a little sore from his grip, and twisted his wrist and pulled it out of Jing Shao's hands.
"Come back for dinner." Jing Shao said of course.
"Brother Zhaoran, let's stay and have lunch together." Mu Hanzhang got up and told his servants to add some dishes. He thought he would eat by himself, but now Jingshao is back, and the two above and the other are obviously here to eat. There is definitely not enough food for the left and right guards.
Qin Zhaoran didn't agree, because he came here behind his back and had to go back quickly, and Mu Hanzhang didn't force him to stay.
During the banquet, Jingshao's face was not very good. He knew that Qin Zhaoran and his princess were classmates when they were young. At that time, when he won the top spot, seeing that his princess was not very interested, he felt that their relationship was just normal, so he didn't care, but what happened now? See what's wrong.
Right Hujun stabbed Zuo Hujun's ticklish flesh and whispered, "Is your lord jealous?"
Zuo Hujun glanced at him, and shoved the chicken leg he had just picked up into Right Hujun's mouth: "Eat."
"Well..." Right Hujun was gagged, so he could only eat the chicken leg honestly.
Seeing that Jing Shao was unhappy, Mu Hanzhang thought that the battle was not going well today, so he brought him some dishes that he liked, and told him what Qin Zhaoran said.
Jing Shao ate the dish brought over by his princess, and his face softened. After listening to his words, he couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat, but fortunately he didn't let Jun Qing go by himself: "I'll let Lu Zhanpeng investigate this matter, you don't want to go out recently. "
In the next few days, Jing Shao went out to fight with Gu Huaiqing every day, while Mu Hanzhang summoned several officials that Emperor Hongzheng had previously sent to Luzhou to Pingjiang. The preliminary affairs are mainly to amend the charter according to the local conditions, and repair the wharf. Jing Shao left the left and right guards at his command, so the matter of repairing the wharf was left to these two.
"Jiangzhou prefect?" Mu Hanzhang frowned and looked at the pieces of paper that Lu Zhanpeng handed over. This is what Lu Zhanpeng found based on the clues Qin Zhaoran said.
Pingjiang and Luzhou belong to Jiangzhou, so this Jiangzhou prefect is Qin Zhaoran's immediate boss, and it is this person who wants to catch Hanzhang.
"Luzhou is a seaport. There are always ships of the Fan people docking. Fan people sell goods in the south of the Yangtze River. These officials will take a cut of it." Lu Zhanpeng sneered, "I think this Jiangzhou prefect made a lot of money."
Mu Hanzhang frowned. He did not expect that this incident would touch the interests of local officials. Now that he wants to set up a trade port in Luzhou, it is tantamount to stealing the rations of these people. No wonder it makes them anxious to think. Out of this indiscriminate means. However, knowing his identity, that person dared to so blatantly threaten Qin Zhaoran to do things for them. There must be someone behind them to support them. Moreover, since Qin Zhaoran can be threatened by them, will he also get the commission from the sea merchants? Mixed in
The situation on the battlefield outside Jiangzhou City was still tense, but when the people in Jiangnan heard that King Cheng was coming, they were relieved a lot these days, and the morale of the soldiers in Jiangnan was also boosted.
Jing Shao asked the generals to stay calm and rushed to the front with a long spear.
The Huainan Army slowly gave way. Gu Huaiqing drove his horse and walked out slowly: "His Royal Highness Cheng Wang went into battle in person, Xiao Wang is really flattered."
"This king doesn't have the patience to mess with you today," Jing Shao casually put the gunner on his shoulders, "Why don't we make a bet."
Gu Huaiqing hooked her lips and turned the long knife in her hand: "How to bet?"
"The two of us have a fight. If I win, you will retreat ten miles and fight again tomorrow." Jing Shao took off the spear from his shoulder and pointed his pointed tip slowly at Gu Huaiqing.
Gu Huaiqing raised his eyebrows: "Your Majesty is willing to give your face a fight, naturally you can't ask for it." In the second half of the sentence, the long knife in his hand had already shot and slashed at Jing Shao at a tricky angle.
Jing Shao turned to the side to shoot the gun, opened the edge of the blade that was pressing in front of him, and staggered the long blade in a clever way to take Gu Huaiqing's eyes directly.
For a while, the two coaches fought indistinguishably on the battlefield. Several generals looked at each other in dismay. I don't know how they could still play this way. Obviously they were attacking and defending the city.
"What are you worried about today?" Gu Huaiqing pinned down Jingshao's silver spear and whispered.
"I'm in a hurry to go home for dinner." Jing Shao glanced at him and stabbed him with the butt of a gun.
"Hmm..." Gu Huaiqing was hit in the ribs by the silver spear, and took advantage of the situation with his arms, "I'll go too."
"It's not your part!" Jing Shao seemed to be in a bad mood, and his attack became more and more ruthless.
The new house in Pingjiang City was named Ruoshuiyuan by Mu Hanzhang, meaning that the best is like water, but Jingshao insists that his princess is praising his affection for "three thousand weak waters only take one scoop".
Jing Shao would come back on time for dinner every day, but except for the first day, he never came back for lunch. It was estimated that he felt that it would be absurd to go home to eat every meal.
Today, Qin Zhaoran came to deliver Luzhou's account books and case files, and Mu Hanzhang just wanted to ask about the commission of the sea merchants, so he left him for lunch in Ruoshui Garden.
The two had similar interests, and they chatted endlessly.
"The ink you gave last time is very useful." Mu Hanzhang said to Qin Zhaoran with a light smile.
"I always remember what I promised you in the early years." Qin Zhaoran couldn't help but have a smile on his face when he heard him mention Mo Shi.
Mu Hanzhang smiled without saying a word, and gave him a glass of wine with his own hands. He remembered that Qin Zhaoran's alcohol intake was not good. According to Jing Shao, being drunk was a good cliché.
"Have you been doing well these years?" Qin Zhaoran couldn't help but ask, looking at the jade-like hand on the jug.
"Good or bad, didn't Brother Zhao Ran see it?" Mu Hanzhang added a cup to himself, and shook it between his fingers but didn't drink it.
"I didn't expect that your mother-in-law would be so cruel," Qin Zhaoran raised his head and drank the wine, refilling it for himself, and stopped after drinking a few glasses. He sighed, "I've been waiting for the news of you being the champion, but I didn't want to. What I'm waiting for is the bad news of your marriage..." After saying this, Qin Zhaoran crouched on the table and hummed like weeping and laughing. a few times.
Mu Hanzhang was stunned for a while, then looked down at the cup in his hand: "I thought you would take the test first."
"Hahaha," Qin Zhaoran seemed to be a little drunk, "I know that your mother-in-law won't let you marry a woman, and she's still delusional..."
Mu Hanzhang stood up abruptly: "Brother Qin, you are drunk."
"Hanzhang..." Qin Zhaoran murmured and fell asleep on the table.
Outside the window, Jing Shao, who had been standing for some time, gradually clenched his fists.
It's no wonder that Mu Hanzhang was only 17 years old, but did not participate in the spring festival at the age of 18, but it turns out that they are all waiting for each other to be the champion, so that they can marry each other? This is really a tragic story of a talented man who has been cold for ten years, but a beautiful woman married another person! Then what is he Jingshao, a bully who beats mandarin ducks