Into Xuancheng Xianxian, From Not Being A Son-In-Law

"You are a nobleman who forgets too much."

Even though he had been forgotten, the smile on the face of Zhu Shaoquan, a nobleman in the capital, was still full of enthusiasm, and there was still such a humility evoked in his bones, Cheng Bozhou was in a trance for a while, isn't this the look he showed when he was in front of this Young Master Zhu?

But Xu Nian...a bamboo cutter, what can he do?

"Yanliu...cough cough, you were drinking with Mr. Chen at that time, I had the honor to meet you once."

Yanliu River, Yichun Tower.

Zhu Shaoquan abruptly held back the location, although he didn't know the relationship between Zhang Tiantian and Xu Nian, but since there was a female companion present, it was inconvenient to say that it was drinking in a brothel, so just omit it.

This is to observe words and expressions, what should not be said, you have to know in your heart, so as not to be self-defeating.

Mr. Chen drinking?

This Mr. Chen should be... Chen Xianhu?

Xu Nian thought about it carefully, and finally found the face that Zhu Shaoquan met with from the corner of his memory.

At that time, he was drinking with Chen Xianhu at the Yichun Building, and happened to meet Xie Qiongwen who was also drinking with some friends, and there was a little conflict. As a result, Xie Qiongwen was beaten up by Chen Xianhu, who was full of displeasure.

Zhu Shaoquan was one of the few friends Xie Qiongwen took with him.

At that time in Yichun Tower, after recognizing Chen Xianhu as He Fang Sacred, these friends of Xie Qiongwen found a lame reason to slip away.

Run very fast.

It can be regarded as meeting once, and there was no conflict anyway.

Xu Nian smiled: "I remember."

"Thank you for remembering me, this is my blessing."

Zhu Shaoquan didn't just lick Xu Nian alone, he also showed the same skill to Xie Qiongwen back then.

Although it is a gentry, the gentry is also divided into three, six, and nine classes.

Zhu Shaoquan's family can only be regarded as an ordinary class, more than inferior but not superior.

No matter what, the Xie family in Tianshui can be considered first class.

Zhen Guogong's Mansion and General Chen's Mansion are the first-class ones.

Although Zhu Shaoquan didn't know the details of Xu Nian at all, he even called Dage because Mr. Chen could take him to drink with the four oirans in Yichunlou.

As long as there is this relationship, even a white man is worth making friends with.

Unexpectedly, Xu Nian turned out to be Cheng Bozhou's friend and met him in Jiuzhen Building.

To be able to get a seat at the table, this friendship should not be shallow, right?

Isn't this the opportunity to make friends with Xu Nian?

Zhu Shaoquan was immersed in the joy of being able to make friends with Dage, the young tiger of the Chen family, and he didn't notice that Cheng Bozhou, as the middleman who set up the friendship between the two, at this time, his face was not quite right, and his hands and feet were a little cold.

He looked down on Xu Nian who cut bamboo for the Cheng family to make a living.

But it's not so blind that they can't understand what attitude Zhu Shao is showing.

This is clearly to please!

In front of the people that the nobles of the capital would please, what is he, Cheng Bozhou, to make him correct his mentality?

It was he who put himself in the wrong position.

The young master is still the young master, but Xu Nian is obviously no longer the bamboo chopping boy he used to be!

"Brother Cheng, why are you still standing, don't you sit down?"

Zhu Shaoquan looked at Cheng Bozhou, his smile was a little more friendly than the previous few contacts, but Cheng Bozhou froze in place, as if the seat was full of needles, he didn't know how to sit down.

"...Young master, I'm really sorry."

The clerk who had gone to pass a message to the shopkeeper came over and said sorry, Xu Nian thought it was the shopkeeper of Jiuzhen Building who didn't want to see him, but he underestimated the signboard of Baihuaitang in Jiuzhen Building status.

"Since the two of you are here from Baihuai Hall, then you are our honored guests at Jiuzhen Building, and you have neglected your hospitality."

"The young one has set up a table for the two of you in the private room upstairs."

"Our shopkeeper will go there later."

The seat is not important, the shopkeeper of Jiuzhen Tower agreed to meet, and that is the point.

"I still have something to do, excuse me."

Xu Nian said excuse me to Zhu Shaoquan.

Regardless of whether he was familiar with him before or not, at least he was polite this time.

Zhu Shaoquan was flattered, and waved goodbye: "My lord, you are busy with your work, Brother Cheng and I don't need to worry about you."

The man looked at the two of them, Zhu Shaoquan, and asked with a smile, "Are these two also with you, my lord?"

"It's considered acquaintances. When there is an empty table in the lobby, I want to fight for a table, but it doesn't count as being together."

"Understood, please follow me."

The clerk of Jiuzhen Building nodded slightly, without asking any further questions, and led Xu Nian and Zhang Tiantian up the stairs that are strictly forbidden.

After Zhu Shaoquan and Xu Nian exchanged these few words, it was like a happy event.

He was actually a bit hungry, and he didn't care that Xu Nian and Zhang Tiantian had already eaten the food on the table, so he moved his chopsticks casually, eating to his satisfaction.

The two of Xu Nian left, and Cheng Bozhou recovered a little bit. Anyway, the needles on this seat seemed to have been pulled out.

He dared to sit down.

While Zhu Shaoquan was eating, he asked the staff from Jiuzhen Building to add a few more dishes. Cheng Bozhou looked at Zhu Shao's beaming appearance, and felt a little bit uncomfortable anyway. He couldn't understand how Xu Nian could make Zhu Shaoxin eat leftovers willingly Cai is obviously not a close acquaintance.

He couldn't help asking: "Young Master Zhu, this Xu Nian... What is Mr. Xu's status now?"

After subconsciously calling out his full name, he thought that Zhu Shaoquan was called a son, so he hurriedly changed his name.

"So that young master is called Xu Nian? Good name."

Zhu Shaoquan first sighed.

Cheng Bozhou couldn't tell what was so good about this plain name, but anyway he knew he had no place to refute it himself.

Then this Young Master Zhu became a little puzzled: "I still want to ask Brother Cheng, thinking that since you are his friend, you can tell me about his background, but it turns out that you are good, so ask me instead? "

no.

Young Master Zhu doesn't know Xu Nian's name or origin, so he is so respectful?

Cheng Bozhou was puzzled but didn't want to tell the truth, so he told Zhu Shaoquan that he and Xu Nian didn't have much friendship and were not really friends.

Or.

There might have been some friendship at first, but when we discussed giving up the seat just now, it must have been exhausted.

"Young Master Zhu, Mr. Xu and I... Well, I have known Mr. Xu since we were young, and we haven't seen each other for a long time, so I don't know his current situation very well."

Cheng Bozhou could only pick things up.

We've known each other since childhood, haven't seen each other for many years.

This can't be considered a lie.

Zhu Shaoquan had no doubts, and he had nothing to doubt. He didn't know the details of Xu Nian at all, and he just listened to what Cheng Bozhou said.

But when Cheng Bozhou thought about the thin figure who sold the bundle of bamboo to his family in the past, he was really suffocated.

I couldn't help making indirect remarks: "Young Master Zhu, my friend...cough, Mr. Xu's family was not very good when he was a child. He was orphaned and widowed. He even cut bamboo and sold it to my family to subsidize the family. How come he is famous now?"

Zhu Shaoquan heard something from these words, stopped his chopsticks, smiled and looked into Cheng Bozhou's eyes.

"Brother Cheng, I've finally understood what you said so far."

"The young bamboo cutter who used to be able to sell bamboo to your family, but now he has not stood taller than you for many years."

"Are you... jealous?"