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Qian Gui and Ximen Qing sent King Zhao Kai to the door. Tan Zhen had already circled countless circles in the courtyard. Seeing that Zhao Kai finally came out, he hurriedly came over to invite him.

King Zhao Kai just said lightly: "I'm tired." He turned around and left, surrounded by seven or eight Huangmen officials and went out.

Tan Zhen was speechless, swallowed his saliva and went back to the house.

What happened in Qian Gui's cabin just now?

Qin Fei was equally depressed. He didn't have any chance to talk to King Zhao Kai when he was sent away. He finally sent him back. He wanted to say a few words to his adoptive father, but Qian Gui called Ximen Qing again.

Go in.

Qin Fei stamped his feet in front of the house. There was no point in waiting any longer, so he simply left the Imperial City Division courtyard and didn't know where to go to relax.

"You are so courageous."

Qian Gui had a serious look on his face. He no longer looked sleepy with his eyes squinted. Instead, he opened his eyes wide and looked at Ximen Qing on the chair opposite: "I don't think you were so courageous when you were so old.

"

"Thank you, sir." Ximen Qing said with a smile: "The guarantee just now is not just empty talk. The place where Xiaguan brews wine is indeed in Liangshan."

"But they are a group of grass bandits after all. Chao Gai, the leader of the Tota King, has recently robbed the birthday card." Qian Guila lowered his face and said: "Such people will take action sooner or later. It will be a small matter if you can't keep your head. It will harm the emperor."

What should we do if the City Secretary has implicated King Jia?"

"Ill-gotten wealth should be obtained in a wise way." Ximen Qing said in a low voice: "Don't you understand this truth?"

"Who is the birthday card for? One hundred thousand guan! Isn't this the scope of the Imperial City Division's secret investigation?"

"So what?" Qian Gui's face looked a little better: "All the officials know these things."

Ximen Qing stared at Qian Gui seriously and said word for word: "If I make the decision, I will go and get the birthday card for the Imperial City Department to use."

"Young man, you are more courageous than I thought." To Ximen Qing's expectation, Qian Gui, an old fox, had no reaction to his words. Instead, he leaned back and spoke with an indifferent expression.

He said in a tone: "But in the officialdom, you can't go down first just based on your courage."

Ximen Qing smiled slightly and stood up to say goodbye. Qian Gui leaned on the chair and watched Ximen Qing walk out of the door, then murmured to himself: "This kind of courage is really amazing. I can think of it. Could it be that I have really surpassed it?"

The older you are, the less courageous you are?”

After thinking silently for a while, Qian Gui reached under the table and pulled the copper wire. This mechanism was always connected to the copper bell outside the house. For a character like Qian Gui who was too lazy to go out, this was the best way to call someone.

The person who responded to the ringtone most often was his adopted son Qin Fei.

Somehow, Qian Gui had a strong desire to talk to Qin Fei more about the future.

This thought has never appeared before. In the Imperial City Division, Qian Gui and Qin Fei have always maintained a superior-subordinate relationship, rather than being a father and son.

This is the rule Qian Gui set for Qin Fei.

However, it was not Qin Fei who answered the bell today. When the bell rang for the third time, a police officer in black pushed the door open, bowed and said, "Sir, what are your orders?"

"Where is Commander Qin?" Qian Gui sat up straight and frowned slightly: "Wasn't he just at the door?"

"Commander Qin left not long ago." The black-clothed police officer whispered: "Sir, do you want to go find Commander Qin?"

Qian Gui leaned on the chair again, shook his head and said, "No need."

Since Qin Fei was not here, that strong thought suddenly disappeared. Qian Gui felt a strong sense of fatigue coming over him. He waved his hand to the black-clothed policeman to step back and lay down on the desk with his eyes closed to rest.

At the same time, in that large room, Tan Zhen was walking around anxiously.

"Not affiliated with the Taiwan Police! Not affiliated with the Taiwan Police!" Tan Zhen muttered these four words. The meaning and the official's true intention of issuing this order made Tan Zhen feel cold in his heart.

"Come here, prepare the sedan!" Tan Zhen walked out of the door and shouted loudly: "No! Prepare the horse!"

At this moment, Tan Zhen decided to meet someone who could give him more information.

Liang Shicheng!

If anyone has first-hand information about Bianliang City, it is Liang Shicheng!

"Don't be impatient, Tan Goudang." Liang Shicheng looked at the anxious Tan Zhen in front of him and said calmly: "The Imperial City Department is not affiliated with the Taiwan Police. This should be a great good thing for Tan Goudang, isn't it?"

"The lieutenant is joking." Tan Zhen's face was indeed a little ugly: "This is naturally a good thing for the Imperial City, but in the final analysis, the official issued this order for King Jia!"

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has no actual duties, but King Jia has promoted the Imperial City Secretary! This is just a reward. With this order, the Imperial City Secretary will act more wantonly. Isn't it for King Jia?"

Liang Shicheng laughed and said: "The idea of ​​not being affiliated with the Taiwan Police was not an official idea at the beginning, but was proposed by King Jia."

"What!" Tan Zhen said slightly surprised: "But the officials also agreed, right?"

"This is a matter of course." Liang Shicheng glanced at Tan Zhen and said with a smile: "Since King Jia brought it up, the officials will naturally not refute him."

"But you have to know that the Imperial City Division is not that easy to control. The more anxious a person is to achieve results, the easier it is to make mistakes."

Tan Zhen immediately grasped the meaning: "So what does Taiwei mean?"

"Since King Jia is so anxious, then he must create opportunities, right?" Liang Shicheng warned with a smile: "Create opportunities to make him make mistakes."

"I understand!" Tan Zhen suddenly realized: "I am the only one who will follow the lead of the officer!"

"Hahahaha!" Liang Shicheng laughed and said, "I am also looking forward to what King Jia can do!"

"Brother, I want to invite my senior brother to go to the teacher's house with me." Wu Song walked side by side with Ximen Qing and said, "I always thought that I was an unqualified disciple and had no face to see the teacher again. I just met my senior brother last time.

I know how wrong I was."

Ximen Qing smiled and said: "Then go. Do you want me to go with you?"

"Well," Wu Song thought for a while and said, "I didn't get the teacher's permission, so I'm afraid it's a bit rude. Let Wu Song and his senior brother go first."

"That's fine." Ximen Qing nodded: "But when you come back, you have to tell me the name of your teacher."

Wu Song nodded, and the two walked along Nanmen Street to Tianshui Lane. Ximen Qing liked the feeling of wandering on the streets of Bianliang very much. To be honest, the prosperity of Bianliang was beyond his expectation.

The five tall buildings of Fengle Building not far away were still so eye-catching. Ximen Qing pointed in the distance: "One day, I will make this Fengle Building belong to me. Not only Fengle Building, but also the Thirty-Six Bianliang Houses."

We have to take down all the main stores one by one!”

"As for the brewing rights," Wu Song asked, "What are your plans, brother?"

Ximen Qingzhan smiled: "Prince Jia just now has personally promised that our Ximen Restaurant will soon become the 37th official restaurant with the right to brew wine!" It will be launched in Bianliang soon, which is really exciting. "

Ximen Qing nodded and said: "Of course this is just Ximen Restaurant. It doesn't sound upscale enough. How about Chuixuelou?"

"What a good name!" Wu Song's eyes lit up: "The eldest brother's nickname is Chui Xue, Chui Xue Lou is a perfect fit!"

"Then we have to ask Mr. Jiang to find someone to make the plaque." Ximen Qing said with a smile, "Do you want me to write the plaque myself? It's very exciting!"

The two of them were talking and laughing, then turned a corner and walked towards East Cross Street.

"The boss still doesn't want it." Jiang Jing, the fortune teller, heard the good news about the brewing rights while he was busy. He was originally very happy, but when Ximen Qing said that he wanted to write the plaque himself, he immediately lowered his face and refused: "The name of Chuixuelou is quite good, but

According to the rules, you should ask a famous calligrapher to write it."

"Why didn't the boss write the rules himself?" Ximen Qing scratched his head: "Isn't this a good time to make my snow blowing body famous all over the world?"

Jiang Jing was speechless. He couldn't just say that the calligraphy of Dongjia was too ugly, so he had to remind him kindly: "Didn't Dongji forget that the signboard of Qinghe County's herbal medicine shop is the master's calligraphy treasure?"

"Ah! Ah!" Ximen Qing then remembered that the words on the signboard looked like dogs crawling. He cleared his throat with a cough and said, "Since it's against the rules, then I'll do as you say."

The magic fortune teller Jiang Jing secretly wiped his sweat. As a boss, he was good at everything, but sometimes he was too confident in his calligraphy. Fortunately, he warned him in time, otherwise the consequences would have been disastrous.

Anyway, if the plaque with the snow blowing body was hung at the door, Jiang Jing would have hesitated whether to come in and drink.

"Then what famous writer should we invite to write it?" Ximen Qing frowned and thought for a while: "Not everyone is familiar with Su Huang, Mi and Cai Si."

"Why did eldest brother forget Xiao Rang, the master scholar?" Wu Song reminded: "Unexpectedly, the four calligraphy styles of Su, Huang, Mi, and Cai can be imitated so vividly!"

Ximen Qing shook his head and said: "If you don't want to return the favor, go back to Liangshan to invite him? Even though he has magic skills, it's troublesome enough. Besides, Xiao Rang is also a copycat of Mr. Jiang. Are there any famous people in Bianliang City?"

"What does the boss mean when they say this is a copycat? Could it be that brother Xiao Rang is in the copycat?" Jiang Jing was a little confused by the word "copycat": "Su, Huang, Mi, and Cai are right, but they are still in the world today.

The only one who has it is Cai."

"Huh? Doesn't this Cai refer to Cai Xiang?" Ximen Qing blurted out and felt something was wrong. This Cai Xiang seemed to be older than Su Shi.

The divine fortune teller Jiang Jing smiled and said: "My boss is joking, this Cai naturally refers to the current Grand Master Cai Jing."

Cai Jing? That great minister is also a master of calligraphy?

As soon as his thoughts changed, Ximen Qing immediately remembered a plot in Water Margin, that is, the scholar Xiao Rang imitated Cai Jing's handwriting, but ended up using the wrong seal, which deceived Song Jiang and Dai Zong.

Sure enough, that guy Cai Jing is the last one among the four.

"Cai Jinggui is the Grand Master, can he also obtain calligraphy treasures?"

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