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Chapter 708 Birthday (Part 1)

Zhenhai, the sixth day of the second month.

Before dawn, people were in and out of the house, and the rivers were flowing. The sky was lightning. Two middle-aged people stood on the steps at the door, dancing and waving Fangqiu. Below the steps were led by Liang Sheng, Yang Wen and Hong Hou, all of whom were serious in their expressions, and they should bow their hands.

Today is the birth of Qian Yuan’s mother, Tan. This news spread last month. There are endless arrivals from all over the southeast to celebrate their birthdays, and the guild halls in various parts of the county are full of accommodation.

The legendary deeds of the three years of going south are no longer needed to be publicized over and over again. The most important thing is Qian Yuan’s current status in the southeast. He has almost built Ning Shaotai into a private territory. His influence spreads throughout the southeast. His hands and feet are everywhere from the governor’s office, government office, county office to the grassroots office station, and in charge of affairs.

He is already a big shot, but Qian Yuan does not have such consciousness. He sleeps naturally until he wakes up naturally, washes his face and brushes his teeth, and goes out after breakfast and takes a look. He can't help but burp... The outside of the door is called "Qianjia Street" by the county people.

"Duke Longquan, you're out!" Qingke from the Zhang family rushed over, "There were not enough staff, so he drew dozens of people. I said yesterday that it must be insufficient!"

Qian Yuan smacked his lips, "Where do you get so many customers?"

"Oh, Longquan Gong, the news spreads. Not to mention the Songs of Zhejiang and Fujian, there are people coming to pay their birthdays in Nanjing." Qingke, who came to help the Shen family, was already sweating profusely, "There was a person from Yangzhou just now."

"Then... pull the people from the restaurant over?"

"There is no matter how the service staff is doing, there is a way. The key is to accompany the guests, accompany the guests!" Zhang Jiaqingke was speechless, "All of them are famous, so let the waiter in the restaurant accompany the guests?"

The aristocratic families often have many Qing Guests under their ranks, some are good at calligraphy and painting, some are good at calligraphy and painting, and some are even scholars and fame. The main thing they do is this kind of thing... they can be brought to the table and welcome to the door.

"Why don't you go to the government office and the county office borrow someone?"

"Absolutely not possible!" Qian Yuan refused seriously, "I am not allowed to do business for private matters."

Just kidding, this kind of thing brings the minor officials and clerks of the government office, county office, and helps. Sun Ying is okay, but if he believes it or not, Tang Shunzhi will come to him... Even if he doesn't fight today, he will definitely come to him tomorrow.

But the problem still needs to be solved. Qian Yuan racked his brains and thought for a long time, and suddenly saw his cousin Tan Dong... Tan Lun's eldest son arrived the day before yesterday.

"Cousin, cousin, Mr. Zheng accompanied you in front." Qian Yuan said angrily: "My uncle used my name to recruit famous scholars. This time he also had to put some effort into asking for help!"

"Yes, yes." Shen's Qingke suddenly realized, "Master Shen has arrived too!"

"Take them all!" Qian Yuan shouted: "There is also Brother Ju Zhang's nephew, Shen Yiguan, right? Takes them all!"

Tan Dong is nearly thirty years old and smiled and said, "Brother Yuan, it's so much noise right now."

"Who wants to make such a big deal?" Qian Yuan rolled his eyes, "When will my uncle arrive?"

"It's all afternoon."

Tan Dong is just a scholar and no longer has his career, but he is always on the table. He is also the eldest son of the governor of Zhejiang, and Qian Yuan was also stuffed in front of him to help.

Apart from the in-laws today, no gifts were received from other guests who came to celebrate their birthdays, which saved a lot of trouble. However, when a group of people came, some could be sent by Zheng Ruozeng, Tan Dong, Shen Mingchen and others, but some needed Qian Yuan to come in person.

He was so busy that he was about to hit the heel, and he didn't even have time to eat lunch. It was not until he had a little free of his hands in the afternoon that Qian Yuan remembered that his son had not yet gone to celebrate his birthday.

The backyard is also very lively today. Tan's nominal widow has been a widow for many years, so it is not easy to handle it as usual. I didn't expect that there were so many guests to come to the door. You should know that the female family members who entered the backyard all had a deep relationship with the Qian family.

Not to mention that Shaoxing Prefecture is next door, there are so many Shaoxing scholars in Suiyuan. However, what attracts the most attention today is the old woman sitting next to Tan, the wife of Ye, the Minister of Rites Lin Tingji.

One junior after another was introduced to the backyard to celebrate his birthday loudly. Tan smiled and sighed that his husband and eldest son could not show up today.

"Here you come."

"Duke Longquan is here."

Ye looked up and saw a young man with a big figure slowly walking, his face was like a jade, his temples were like a sword, and his indifferent eyes were filled with sharpness. Aside him was a young woman who was only half a head lowered, neither humble nor arrogant, and walked side by side.

The maid put the two cushions down, Qian Yuan and Xiao Qi knelt down on their knees to celebrate their mother's birthday.

"You are so lucky to be a good woman." Ye praised: "Longquan Gong is both civil and military, and has both integrity. His wife Xu is a master of her skills and is a famous doctor in the world. She has long heard of her old man far away in Fujian."

"The old sister is too good." Tan said with a smile, "Yuan'er has made a promise and will personally prepare longevity noodles today."

"Pack to the kid." Qian Yuan smiled and went out to the kitchen in the backyard.

"Cooking for my mother, several years ago, when Duke Longquan had not passed the Jinshi, his reputation had spread throughout the southeast." Liu, who was standing beside him, was the wife of Zhang Shiche, Yin County.

Tan held Ye's hand and said, "Feeding a tiger with his body to save his mother. If we talk about filial piety, who else in the world can compare with Zhenyao?"

Ye couldn't help but shed tears, "At this age, I'll die if I die. I hope my son will be born. If it weren't for the Qian family's guards, I would die with my eyes closed."

Tan sighed: "Yuan'er once said that if you see this matter on the road, you will not save yourself. This person is not a human being. If you survive a disaster, you will have good fortune. The old sister will also see Zhenyao marrying a wife, having children and reincarnating a boy, and five generations live together."

"I'm speechless. Today, my sister's birthday is on, so why do you say this?" Ye smiled and glanced at the corner of his eyes and swept the girl standing behind Tan. She was dignified and polite and generous.

Xiaoqi couldn't help but smile... I haven't seen my sister-in-law like this on weekdays.

Although this sister is still at home, her heart has been urged away by the pig... Xiaoqi remembered that her husband couldn't help but mutter a few times a few days ago, "You can't have a daughter!"

It is no different from the previous life. In this era, when my daughter got married, she rarely went back to her parents' home without any trouble, and she never met her for a few times a year.

After a while, Qian Yuan came up with the longevity noodles. Tsk, a noodles. He was from the south in his previous life and was not very good at noodles. He spent several nights to learn this craft.

Qian Yuan personally brought it to his mother and then to the guests.

Ye stood up and thanked him, saying to Duke Longquan. Mrs. Tan frowned and said, "Old sister, call Brother Yuan if you want, or call Zhan Cai. How can I call Duke at a young age?"

Yuan Ge'er, this title usually appears in the clan or in-laws.

Ye only hesitated for a moment and smiled, "That old man is too big and call Brother Yuan."

Qian Yuan bowed and smiled and said, "The old lady is an elder, so she should be like this."

Several female relatives on the side saw this scene and knew it was clear to the heart that there were women in the Qian family who wanted to ask for marriage, and many large families in Zhejiang wanted to ask for marriage, but they did not expect that the flowers would fall into Fujian.
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