Red Heart Survey

Jiang Wang was stunned.

Gone? It's that simple?

Chongxuansheng needs to ask Bowanghou or Dingyuanhou to speak, so you can just post a post?

Brother Yan Xian, you are so powerful, why didn't you say it earlier?

"Brother Yan." Jiang Wang respectfully said, "I was young and ignorant before, so please bear with me if I did something wrong. Now that I'm grown up, we will have a good time together."

Who did you learn this from!

Yan Fu didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "It's not that I'm more successful than Xuan Fatty. The government affairs of Qi State are like mountains and seas. Although there are nine court officials, they can't do everything by themselves. There are so many officials below, like the Yellow River The number of participants in the meeting is also reported layer by layer.

For those who don't know the key points, such as Chongxuan's family is based in the military hall, they must rely on the influence of several Marquis themselves to directly pass the word to the court councilor.

And I just need to write a post, hand it to any official, and it can be easily handed over to the court officials. The officials of the imperial court saw that it was recommended by me, and generally they would not be embarrassed. After all, my grandfather..."

He stopped at this point: "Of course, the main reason why this matter is easy to do is because you do have such qualifications. Your strength and reputation are enough. It is not against the rules to recommend you!"

People who are not close will not say these words.

He didn't have to say anything, just gently taking it over was enough to make Jiang Wang owe him a big favor.

Chong Xuansheng knew that it was easy for Yan Fu to do this, but he didn't say how easy it was. It is because, if Yan Fu wanted a big favor with this, it should be!

Yan Fu didn't know how familiar with those courtesies among the nobles, but he didn't play this trick with Jiang Wang at all.

Because anyone who is really familiar with Jiang Wang knows what a rare and sincere person he is. Treat him with sincerity, and he will be able to return to sincerity.

Jiang Wang didn't say anything grateful, and continued to make jokes in a serious manner: "Brother Yan Xian, we used to call each other Brother Xian. I took the liberty. At that time, I only knew that you were rich, but I didn't know that you were so rich. Later, I knew you So rich, but I didn’t know you were so powerful! Don’t say anything, I’ll call you Brother Fu from now on, and you’ll call me Brother Wang!”

Some things just keep in mind.

Not everyone can write a post casually and hand it to the court councilor. Yan Fu's casual behavior is the position of power that many people dream of. But Yan Fu won't help everyone. For a young man like him, money can be thrown away and spent casually, and writing a post, which seems simpler, is not easy for him to do.

Because every post consumes the affection accumulated by the Yan family over the years. Before it was exhausted, if Yan Fu didn't get up, the Yan family would be gone.

How many top famous families and meritorious families have fallen like this.

Yan Fu didn't quarrel with him, and continued with his usual demeanor in a warm voice: "There will be no problem at the Zhengshitang. When the list is in front of His Majesty, no one can say for sure. There is a possibility of literary competition, of course. ...The most important thing is the emperor's heart!"

Jiang Wang rubbed his chin, wondering if he had been given a purple coat once, and whether he was "in the heart of the emperor".

But there is really no need to think about it. He has only been in Qi for a few years, although he has taken root, after all, some accumulation takes time. There are quite a few disciples from famous families, maybe they were all grown up under the watchful eye of Emperor Qi, how can they compare.

Jiang Wangzhan thought about it, and smiled softly: "It doesn't matter if it is literary or martial, I will cut it with a sword!"

He really didn't need to think about it, since he had already made up his mind to fight, then no matter who the opponent was, no matter how he wanted to fight, the horizontal sword would be it!

"How bold!" Mr. Yan clapped his palms and sighed, "I'm already looking forward to that day!"

The two talked for a while, talking about some opponents that should be paid attention to. The housekeeper of Yan's mansion approached hurriedly, whispered something into Yan Fu's ear.

With Jiang Wang's hearing ability, he could hear clearly, but he deliberately controlled the transmission of the sound and didn't listen.

Yan Fu turned around and said to Jiang Wang with a complicated expression: "Miss Wen is coming..."

His newly arranged marriage is to be married to Wen Tinglan, the daughter of the court councilor Wen Yanyu.

Jiang Wang got up very considerately: "Then I will go first, and we will drink together later."

"No, what I mean is..." Yan Fu stretched out his hand to stop him: "Don't go, just stay with me. I didn't know that she came to the door suddenly, and now I feel a little guilty..."

"..." Jiang Wang muffled, "I have no experience."

"Stay with me, stay with me." Yan Fu tried to persuade him, and then said to the housekeeper, "Please invite Miss Wen in."

Jiang Wang still wanted to decline, but he could already hear footsteps in his ears.

"You don't need to invite me again." A gentle and pleasant voice sounded, "I have come uninvited."

Yan Fu quickly stood up and went out to greet her: "Hahaha, Miss Wen, why are you free today?"

How does that laughter sound, how dry it is.

Then I got in touch with the matter of Yan Fu being beaten overseas by Jiang Wuyou... Jiang Wang suddenly felt that the chair was uncomfortable and wanted to go home.

Yan Fu is right, the matter of the quota for the Yellow River Conference, I knew it would be so easy, just writing a letter is enough. Why come to Yan Mansion in person and suffer with him?

Lord Jiang forced himself to calm down and sat down on his buttocks.

No matter what, the momentum cannot be weak.

With an expression as calm as possible, he looked outside the door and smiled as gently as possible: "Miss Wen, it's a great honor to meet you today."

Walking into the hall was a gentle and beautiful woman, walking around with excellent manners. At first glance, it is not something that ordinary people can raise.

Seeing Jiang Wang, she bowed her body and said, "Master Jiang, Ting Lan is rude. It's presumptuous to come, so it doesn't delay your business, right?"

Her voice is beautiful, her expression is gentle, her attitude is kind, and her words are very polite, but no matter how you listen to it, she is a bit awkward.

Daqi is not fond of the rule that men and women are not allowed to meet before the gift is completed. It is only common for men and women who have engaged in marriage to meet and play together.

Substitute the identity, and you will know where the awkwardness is. Yan Fu's future wife came to see Yan Fu, but told Jiang Wang that she was taking the liberty...

Jiang Wang, who came from the countryside, didn't know how to return the salute for a while, so he had to stand up: "No, we're done talking about things."

He took advantage of the situation and wanted to leave, completely forgetting Yan Fu's previous request: "Why don't you guys talk first? I still have something to do..."

"Hahahaha." Yan Fu laughed nervously a few times, covering up Jiang Wang's excuse: "What are you being presumptuous about? We are all friends, come, sit down and talk!"

Without a trace, he pushed Jiang Wang back to his seat.

Turning around, he ordered again: "Hurry up and serve tea, what does Miss Wen like to drink, don't I need to emphasize it?"