Chapter 247: A Story of Strange Chess

Although Zhu Li's appearance changed a lot, Zhang Huan still recognized him from his voice and expression. He slowly walked forward. Zhu Li's hundreds of guards drew their swords and stared at Zhang Huan with a nervous expression.

Zhang Huan glanced at them, smiled faintly, bowed to Zhu Li and said, "Brother Zhu has forgotten so much, why haven't we seen each other for a long time? Didn't we deal with each other not long ago?"

"Despicable villain!"

Zhu Li was silent for a while, and suddenly a vicious sentence burst out, "Zhang Huan, one day, I will want you to live a life worse than death!"

He pulled the curtain on the car, roared softly, "Go!" The group of people started, and walked away like a thunderous sound.

Zhang Huan looked at Zhu Li's team with his hands behind his back and walked away. He shook his head disdainfully and said to himself: "Fight with me, you are still far from being there!"

At this time, Li Suhe and Wan Liang had already opened the door and took out more than a hundred copies of the books from it. Several personal soldiers also came forward to help pick it up. Suddenly, a personal soldier took out a copy of the books. He hurriedly walked to Zhang Huan and bowed and said, "Governor, there is indeed what you want."

Zhang Huan received the letter, which was a letter of grimness and a big line of vigorous words written on the letter skin, 'Accuses the son of the Secretariat Pei Yi, cheating in the imperial examination.' Zhang Huan sneered repeatedly. He originally wanted to catch a few shrimps from the Pei family, but he didn't expect to catch a big fish. He quietly put the books in his arms. He looked up at the sky and ordered his personal soldiers to say, "You stay and help collect the books in the cup. If there are still books in the bag, I will keep them all."

After saying that, he got on the carriage and walked towards the restaurant in Jingniang in Guangzhaifang. Although there was no evidence, Zhang Huan had already guessed a little. Jingniang's restaurant was most likely Cui Xiaofu's eyeliner in Jingzhong, and it was led by Li Fanyun.

It was lunch time, and the major restaurants in Guangzhaifang were already crowded, and most of them were officials invited to have dinner and rest at noon. Although Cui Yuan had already fallen, the business of urging farmhouses was still very popular. The wine banners on the flagpole at the door had been changed to Pei Jun's handwritten letters, with the word "mercy on the farmhouse". It is said that Pei Jun himself was also urging a small piece of vegetable field after urging farmhouses. He had to water and take care of them every day. In this way, the demonstration fields behind urging farmhouses have reached sky-high prices, and they are not sold if they are not a fifth-rank official or above.

Other restaurants have also learned from Jingniang's experience and have made hundreds of pieces of land behind the restaurant. However, the people who farmed the farm are not in the fields, but they are in shape but have no effect.

Zhang Huan's carriage stopped in front of the restaurant. He looked up at the restaurant built by him invested 5,000 yuan. The restaurant had doubled and the two light-business restaurants next to it were also dismantled. Although the scale was huge, the exterior decoration was very simple, showing the true nature of the farmhouse and reducing the pressure on the officials who came to eat. Only dozens of beautiful beards stood by the store to welcome the guests, becoming a beautiful landscape.

As soon as Zhang Huan got off the carriage, a foreman in Hu Ji dressed in colorful clothes came up with a smile, "Call the guest is here to have a meal?"

When she saw it clearly, she was stunned for a moment. The visitor was not wearing an official uniform and was wearing an ordinary robe. But if he was just an ordinary person, there were many cavalrymen around him.

Zhang Huan smiled and said, "I want a elegant room."

Hu Ji didn't know him, so she hesitated and said, "The elegant room is full, and there are only spaces left in the first floor lobby."

"It's full?" Zhang Huan pointed to several empty windows on the third floor and asked, "Isn't that empty there?"

"That's an elegant room that only officials above the third rank are qualified to enjoy. Guest officials are probably... "

Hu Ji didn't say anything. She glanced at Zhang Huan slightly with a disdain in her eyes. Zhang Huan shook her head gently. Why did Jing Niang become so snobbish? He immediately turned around and said to his personal soldiers: "Go! Go and go to another family."

Seeing that he was about to leave, Hu Ji didn't stop him and sneered. She probably was just a local official and didn't look at what place it was. Can you just come in at any time by advising farmers?

Just as Zhang Huan's carriage was about to leave, a person ran out of the restaurant and shouted loudly: "Mr. Zhang, go slowly!"

"Shishou Lord Zhang?" When the foreman Hu Ji saw that the left prime minister Cui Yu was running out, she couldn't help but change her face. She suddenly turned around and looked at Zhang Huan's carriage. They knew the changes in the officialdom. There was only one Shishou Lord Zhang, the Longyou warlord, the new subordinate of the disciple Zhang Huan.

Cui Yu had just finished lunch, but happened to see Zhang Huan get on the carriage. He chased him out in a hurry. At this time, Zhang Huan also saw Cui Yu, so he ordered the carriage to stop, walked off the carriage and bowed to Cui Yugong and smiled: "Come on, I was about to visit Cui Xiangguo in the afternoon, but I didn't expect to see him here."

Cui Yu laughed, pulled Zhang Huan's arm and walked inside, "Since you meet, I'll have another glass of wine with you."

At this time, the foreman Hu Ji walked forward with a swaying figure, his face filled with charming smiles and said, "I had misunderstandings just now, please forgive me."

Zhang Huan glanced at her and said coldly: "What are you wrong? I am just a third-rank official. How can I come to you to persuade the farmhouse to have a meal?"

Hu Ji's face turned pale, her legs became weak, and she knelt down unconsciously. Cui Yu hurriedly put his arms around Zhang Huan's shoulder and persuaded: "Why are the ministers who are just as knowledgeable as them, will they lose their identity?"

He glared at Hu Ji, "Go quickly, don't you ask your mother to accompany you!"

"Forget it, I don't want to see her." Zhang Huan turned around and waved to his personal soldiers, "There are still free rooms above, so you can go for dinner too!"

The soldiers were overjoyed and rushed in. Dozens of Hu Ji stood aside in fear, and no one dared to come forward to stop him.

Cui Yu pulled Zhang Huan into a elegant room and ordered the guards to guard outside. At this time, Zhang Huan saw that there was an official in his forties following Cui Yu, and seemed to be a little unaware of it, so he asked, "What is this?"

"This is Liao Hui, the chief censor, the former doctor of the Ministry of Revenue, and has a strong relationship with me." As he said that, Cui Yu hurriedly pulled him over to greet Zhang Huan. Liao Hui stepped forward and gave a long tribute, "The lower-ranking official has met Mr. Zhang."

When Zhang Huan saw that Liao Hui did not even avoid Cui Yu's meeting him, he must be Cui Yu's confidant. Zhang Huan hurriedly returned a polite smile to him and said, "I heard of Liao Zhongcheng's name for a long time, but this is the first time I saw him. I am ashamed! I am ashamed!"

"Don't be polite to your own people, come! Sit down and drink." Cui Yu smiled and asked Zhang Huan to sit down.

The three of them sat down, and the maid served some cold dishes. Cui Yu personally poured a glass of wine for Zhang Huan and sighed: "The order in the court has been in chaos. I am looking forward to the Minister of the Ministry of Justice to enter Beijing every day. Unexpectedly, the Minister of Justice was more decisive than I thought. He took action on the third day of entering Chang'an."

Zhang Huan drank all the wine in the glass, filled Cui Yu and Liao Hui with a full wine, and smiled and said, "Cui Caoguo is right. The key to the court is to have order, each perform its own duties, and each take responsibility. It is a normal move to be abdicated and arbitrary person like now. If you are now, you will definitely have a big problem. Over time, you will have great trouble."

When Cui Yu heard something in his words, he couldn't help but feel moved, and asked tentatively: "Does the Minister want to restore the functions of the ministry?"

"It has been three years since the People's Republic of China was undermined. How can I do it with my own strength? The key is to work together." After that, Zhang Huan glanced at Liao Hui and smiled, "What do Liao Zhongcheng thinks?"

Liao Hui naturally knew that these words were not what he said, so he picked up the wine glass and smiled without saying anything.

Speaking of this, Cui Yu already knew it. It seemed that Zhang Huan would have a series of actions next, hoping that he would not interfere. Both sides were not ordinary people and did not need to bargain. Everything was done in his own interests. If this matter was not good for Cui Yu, Zhang Huan would not say much. If Cui Yu would harm his interests, he would not say anything either.

Cui Yu looked at Zhang Huan deeply, raised his glass and touched him gently. The two of them looked at each other and smiled, everything was silent.

At this time, a gentle voice came from outside the door, "Please report to your governor, I am his old man."

But the personal soldiers flatly refused, "But the governor has an order that no one is allowed to enter, so you should wait for a while!"

This is the arrival of Jing Niang. Zhang Huan smiled and said, "Let her come in!"

The door opened, a faint fragrance came to his nose, and the sound of a ring-padded voice sounded. A very beautiful woman appeared in front of Zhang Huan. She hadn't seen a girl in Jing for several years. Her appearance changed a lot, becoming more beautiful, mature and full of charm. Her light blue eyes flashed with charming brilliance, which shone with the sapphire hanging on her earlobes.

Seeing Jingniang come in, Cui Yu and Liao Hui's eyes lit up at the same time. Especially Liao Hui did not hide his hot gaze at all. Zhang Huan's expression was plain, and he only picked up the wine glass to drink, and didn't look at her directly.

Jing Niang bowed to Cui Yu first, then bowed slightly to Liao Hui, and then said softly to Zhang Huan: "When Zhang Lang comes back, don't you say anything to Jing Niang?"

Cui Yu smiled and quickly pulled Liao Hui, "If you have something to do, let's take a step."

Zhang Huan quickly stood up and bowed with a smile, "Okay, let's have a drink together another day, and Liao Zhongcheng will also participate."

Liao Hui hurriedly thanked him, "I invite you to me, and Liao is honored."

But just as Liao Hui walked out of the door, a very subtle look flashed in his eyes.

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Cui Yu and the others left, and only Jing Niang and Zhang Huan were left in the room. Jing Niang slowly walked forward, stretched out her slender jade fingers and picked up the wine pot to fill Zhang Huan's cup, picked it up and handed it to him, and said quietly: "Are you angry with me?"

Zhang Huan took the wine glass and smiled faintly, "People have tempers. When you come in, you will certainly be angry, but I am no longer angry."

Although Zhang Huan said he was not angry, Jing Niang felt a little disappointed. She would rather Zhang Huan be angry, which means he still cared about him, but now he obviously no longer cared about himself.

Jingniang's father was a Tang army soldier captured in the Battle of Talas, and his mother was a female slave of the Western Qin Kingdom. Jingniang married a cavalry in Kang Kingdom when she was fifteen years old. A year later, her husband was captured by Dashi and never came back. In order to make a living, Jingniang came to Chang'an, the hometown where her father never forgets until his death.

She went from being a urcher in a tavern to becoming a famous restaurant shopkeeper in the capital step by step. She had met countless powerful men, but she would take no one to heart. Only Zhang Huan, who helped her twice, made her unable to forget it.

She had thought of marrying him, but she could not give up her career. As the restaurant grew bigger and bigger, her fame became more and more popular, and Jingniang became more and more lonely. Although Queen Mother Cui cared for her, she always longed for a real home. She was twenty-six years old this year and didn’t have much time.

Today, Zhang Huan's sudden arrival made her uncontrollable love. She came to him with the excuse of being guilty. Seeing that Zhang Huan did not take her to heart, she nodded in her eyes and turned around and wanted to leave.

When he walked to the door, Zhang Huan suddenly called her, "My grandma Jing, come here!"

Jing Niang suddenly turned around and her eyes flashed with dazzling light. Zhang Huan looked at her and smiled slightly, "I remember three years ago I told you that you can be my woman, but you are not allowed to find other men, otherwise I will not accept you..."

Before Zhang Huan finished speaking, Jing Niang hurriedly said, "But I didn't look for another man, it's true!"

"I know, you are the Queen Mother's person."

Jing Niang took a step back in fear. She looked at Zhang Huan incredibly. How could he know this secret? Zhang Huan sneered, "Isn't it?"

Jing Niang sighed and nodded slowly, "If it weren't for her care, how could I have been able to do today? But I haven't entered the palace for half a year, I'm just passing on the message to her."

Zhang Huan stood up, held her face and kissed her gently on her lips, "Originally you were almost my first woman, but you drove me away that day. But thanks to you, I have the courage to pursue the person I love. I am a possessive man, and I want all the power, women, but once I become my woman, I will never allow her to have any other man, nor can women, otherwise I will kill her with one knife, do you understand?"

Jing Niang looked at Zhang Huan blankly. She suddenly felt that she was so weak and powerless in front of this domineering man. The deep loneliness in her heart made her unable to suppress herself. She longed to be in his arms for the rest of her life. Jing Niang's eyes turned red, and she finally nodded heavily, "I am willing to marry you as a concubine."

"Don't rush to answer me. I will give you time to think clearly. I will not stop your career, but I hope your decision will not make you regret it in the future!" After saying that, he gently patted Jing Niang's face, pushed her away and walked quickly.

Jing Niang stood there blankly, her mind was blank. After a long time, she woke up and hurried to the window. Zhang Huan walked into the carriage, opened the curtain and waved her hand. Jing Niang's heart was ups and downs. She waved her arms vigorously and looked at the carriage away. She suddenly remembered the snowy night many years ago, when a young man came to her tavern alone.

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Jing Niang's nose felt sore, and tears couldn't help but pour into her eyes.

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To be continued...