Zhang Mu took the Yan brothers and sisters to the counter to settle the bill for the upper room, and then went straight to the restaurant gate.

Just as soon as he reached the door, a middle-aged man in his thirties shouted, "Young Master Zhang stay."

Zhang Mu looked back at him. He had a strong figure, a strong height, and a handsome face. He couldn't help but ask curiously: "Do you know this big brother?"

At this moment, the middle-aged man walked to Zhang Mu and bowed his waist and whispered: "Mr. Jiang wants to see you, right upstairs."

Zhang Mu blinked his eyes. It seemed that Lord Jiang was having dinner here at noon today, so he bowed his waist and said, "Please lead the way." Then he turned around and said, "Brother Yan, go and prepare the car. I'll come when I go back."

The middle-aged man took Zhang Mu to the second floor and stopped in the room next to Zhang Mu and Zhang Wen and Chen Ying’s debate. The second floor was full of flower hall rooms. I’m afraid the debate was louder just now, which made Lord Jiang hear it.

"Get in, Lord Jiang is inside." After the middle-aged man said that, he pushed open the door to Zhang Mu.

Zhang Mu hurriedly stepped on his waist and entered the room. There were only four people in his room, one was Jiang Yan, and the other was an old man in his fifties. His skin was yellow and his temples were gray. He was wearing a gray satin-shaped gown and an old man's scarf. His face was a little haggard, but he had an invisible majesty, which made Zhang Mu dare not breathe loudly.

Zhang Mu was secretly surprised. He had been living in the officialdom for many years in his previous life. Some officials were always pampered in the position of the throne, and unconsciously he had a little aura. The old man in front of him was afraid that he would not be a small character.

"You are Zhang Mu?" At this moment, the old man suddenly asked.

"I am not in charge of Zhang Mu, please see the Lord." Zhang Mu hurriedly knelt down and bowed.

However, the careful Zhang Mu also found that there were four people in the room, but there were only two people sitting. Even Jiang Yan, who was already the governor of the Jinyiwei, could only stand now. It can be seen that this old man had a higher position than Jiang Yan.

"Mr. Zhang Qi, this master is the commander of the Jinyiwei, Lord Mao." Jiang Yan hurriedly bowed his waist and introduced.

Zhang Mu was shocked and hurriedly lowered his head and said, pretending to be in fear and fearless, not saying anything.

Zhang Mu discovered that the other person standing was an old slave with white face, beardless, bent eyes, and bent his eyes, and bent his waist to serve him.

And this old slave was not serving Mao Xiang, because Mao Xiang was not sitting in the main seat.

Sitting in the main seat is an old man who looks a little old and has a grey hair.

The old man, wearing a diagonal square scarf, a purple cashmere crane mat, and a black satin-lined straight lined, was now using a towel on the table to insert his hands.

After the old slave on one side finished wiping the old man, he hurriedly put away the towel and handed it to the teacup.

Zhang Mu just glanced at the old man, and looked very calm. Sitting there, he felt as if Mount Tai was safe. Although he was old, there was a faint solemnity, and the corners of his eyebrows and eyes revealed a natural confidence, as if everything in this world was under his control.

The old man's every move was filled with an unquestionable majesty, as if the earth was about to collapse with his stomp his feet. Zhang Mu saw this stunning aura for the first time.

Even if I met a member of the central government in my previous life, I might not have such great power.

Zhang Mu found that Mao Xiang had only half of his body sitting on the brocade stool. From his sitting posture, he could tell that the old man sitting in the main seat was afraid that even Mao Xiang was afraid of people.

Who is Mao Xiang?

Commander of the Jinyiwei!

Even the commander of the Jinyiwei is afraid of people, who else besides the emperor?

Zhang Mu subconsciously noticed that the old man sitting in the main seat was probably Zhu Yuanzhang, the founding emperor of the Ming Dynasty.

When Zhang Mu thought that this place was Jiangsu and Zhejiang, Zhu Yuanzhang was not staying in Nanjing, so why did he come to Jinhua Mansion? Eat ham? Could it be that Monk Zhu also did this private visit?

Thinking of this, Zhang Mu hurriedly denied his thoughts. Perhaps it was possible that he was too concerned.

"I just heard that you were talking a lot there and it made sense. So I wanted to meet you. As expected, at a young age, I am full of knowledge. It is very rare. My Jinyiwei is working on people, so I have to perform well." At this time, Mao Xiang smiled slightly.

"I don't know that sir is here, so I disturbed sir. I just joked with the candidates just now." Zhang Mu smiled hurriedly.

At this time, Mao Xiang looked back at the old man tremblingly. The old man just waved his hand. Mao Xiang then said, "Okay, go ahead and take the exam tomorrow. If you can win the top scorer, let the civil servants know that there are also talents in our Jinyiwei."

"I'm afraid of my husband's rank, I'm afraid of my husband's rank, and then I'm afraid of resignation." When I said this, Zhang Mu hurriedly kowtowed, then stood up and bowed his waist and retreated outside the door, and closed the door. Then he breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't feel that a little sweat had already oozed out of his forehead. He thought to himself: "Why did Mao Xiang arrive in Jinhua Mansion? I haven't heard Jiang Yan say it.

In short, there were many doubts and didn't dare to think about it here, so I hurried downstairs.

After Zhang Mu left, Mao Xiang hurriedly got up from the brocade stool in the room, lowered his head and bowed his waist and stood on one side.

The old man sitting in the main seat picked up the teacup and took a sip, with a deep smile on his face and said, "Is he a little clever ghost. Is he the son of Zhang Ran?"

"Your Majesty, it's Zhang Ran's son." Mao Xiang knelt down and replied, "Not Zhu Yuanzhang's pardon, he dared not get up."

"Look at this child carefully. If it is necessary, I will use him in the future." When Zhu Yuanzhang said this, he slowly stood up, and the old slave on one side hurriedly bowed his waist to serve him.

"Can Yifeng Township be prepared?" Zhu Yuanzhang asked again.

"Don't worry, Your Majesty, it's already done." Mao Xiang hurriedly replied.

"Well, I'll go and see this immortal. Let's go." After saying that, Zhu Yuanzhang stood up and headed towards the door, and Mao Xiang and others hurriedly followed closely.

Zhang Mu was afraid he didn't know what to do. Today, when he was talking a lot there, Zhu Yuanzhang next door could hear clearly, especially because he had a few flatteries that made him feel comfortable. He became a little curious and asked by the way, and Jiang Yan talked about Zhang Mu's origin.

When Zhu Yuanzhang heard this, he simply asked Jiang Yan to scream and take a look, but he didn't expect that Zhang Mu's age was a little different from what he thought.

However, seeing Zhang Mu's age and having such knowledge left a good impression on Zhu Yuanzhang.

But at this moment, Zhang Mu was still unaware that although he guessed that it was Zhu Yuanzhang, he couldn't figure out what Zhu Yuanzhang came to Jinhua Mansion to do, so he was not sure of Zhu Yuanzhang's identity.

Sitting in the carriage, Yan Su looked at Zhang Mu's collar soaked, and asked curiously: "What did you do when you went back just now?"

"I just said a few words to my elder brother." Zhang Mu covered up and changed the subject: "Brother Li, what kind of business do you want to do to make you feel like a rich man?"

"Of course it's a pawnshop." replied sternly.

"Oh, then open a pawnshop." Zhang Mu said lightly.

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Chapter completed!