The horse was very fast and disappeared in front of the street in the blink of an eye.

After falling into the water, Li Fan climbed ashore and met a father and daughter of a restaurant run in the capital. He was sent to the capital by the other party. Li Fan wanted to thank the other party for his life-saving grace, but he couldn't take out a copper coin on his body.

The other party did not despise Li Fan for this, and took Li Fan to the capital and even gave him a dress. Unexpectedly, when he arrived in the capital, he encountered such a thing.

After gritting his teeth, Li Fan disappeared into the crowd.

"call!"

Spit out the turbid air in his chest, Li Fan looked up at the tall mansion in front of him. When he saw the plaque "Zhang Mansion" hanging on the door, his face couldn't help but relax.

Finally arrived!

...

Putting down the teacup in his hand, Li Fan stood up and walked around the room. He took out the brocade box and was invited into the Zhang Mansion. After delivering a bowl of tea, he never saw anyone again.

It had been half an hour since Li Fan and others were anxious when they heard the sound of footsteps outside the door.

An old man in his fifties and rosy complexion walked into the hall. Behind him was a big man, who was the one who handed him over to Li Fan that day.

Seeing the visitor Li Fan's face was happy, he clasped his fists and said, "Fortunately, Li Fan has delivered the brocade box!"

The old man just bowed his hand slightly, and without even lit his head, he walked straight to the main seat and sat down. Instead, the big man clasped his fists and bowed deeply at Li Fan.

"Yes!" the old man cleared his throat and said, "This young man sent the brocade box to the Zhang Mansion, and the whole Zhang Mansion was very grateful!

Zhang Wu, take this young master to the account to pay ten taels of silver, just say what the eldest prince told me, and then take this young master to the guest room to rest!"

The old man said he was grateful, but anyone could see that his face was careless, and he just waved his hand and didn't even look at Li Fan.

Li Fan was stunned when he heard the old man's words, and then a sense of anger surged in his heart. He tried his best to send the brocade box, but the other party actually looked so contemptuous.

Just as he was about to speak, Zhang Wu stopped him. Zhang Wu bowed to the old man and said, "Thank you, Uncle Fu!"

When he walked outside the door, Zhang Wucai apologized to Li Fan: "Uncle Fu is the housekeeper in the mansion. In addition to the master, the son and the young lady, he has the greatest power in the mansion, so please don't blame Brother Li!"

"That brocade box?"

It turned out that the other party was the housekeeper in the mansion, and Youdao was the seventh-rank official in front of the prime minister. No wonder he looked at people with his chin. Li Fan couldn't help but feel curious and asked about the things he sent.

When talking about the brocade box, Zhang Wu's face twitched unnaturally. He hesitated for a while and said in a low voice: "Brother! Actually..., the brocade box is empty! The things inside have been brought back to the capital by me, so...!"

Hearing this explanation, Li Fan's face felt sad. It turned out that he was someone else's bait, but he was just a victim of the pursuit.

Seeing Li Fan's expression, Zhang Wu hurriedly said, "Brother! Uncle Fu has asked you to stay in the mansion. You are a guest of the Zhang family. You will have monthly profits and silver to get in the future. Wouldn't that be a blessing?

Our Zhang Mansion..."

Listening to Zhang Wu's endless talk about the Zhang Mansion, Li Fan was shocked. Why did he become a disciple of the Zhang Mansion without his consent?

...

"Brother Li! There is an inner house over there. We must not go in without orders. This is a study. The master handles matters and receives guests. If he breaks in without authorization, he will be killed on the spot!

This is…”

After leaving the account, Zhang Wu began to tell Li Fan about the matter in the mansion and pointed out several places that he would never enter.

Listening to Zhang Wu's story, Li Fan couldn't help but sigh at the luxury of the Zhang family. He also visited the Forbidden City in later generations, and the luxury of the Zhang family was no worse than there.

This is the residence of the Ming Dynasty’s chief minister. Will he stay here in the future?

Li Fan shook his head. Although Zhang Juzheng is at his peak now, he died of illness a few years later and his family was captured and was not rehabilitated until the Chongzhen year.

"Stop! The eldest son is holding a poetry meeting in the garden, and idle people are prohibited from entering!"

Zhang Wu was introducing him when he suddenly heard the loud scolding of the servants in front of him.

Zhang Wu was slightly stunned when he heard this, and then said awkwardly: "Brother Li! Unfortunately today, what if you bring you here again next day?"

Li Fan nodded and said nothing. He had already seen Zhang Wu's embarrassment, and his status in the mansion was probably not high.

Just as they turned around and left, a few people came not far away. They walked into the garden with laughter and laughed. When they saw the last person, Li Fan's pupils couldn't help but shrink.

It's him!

The man also saw Li Fan and curled his lips contemptuously. When passing by Li Fan, he curled his lips disdainfully and whispered in a low voice: "Dog slave!"

"You...!" Li Fan's face suddenly became cold. This person was so arrogant.

"Brother Li can't! They are scholars who need to participate in poetry meetings, and they are not something you and I can mess with!" Zhang Wu grabbed Li Fan and said.

Li Fan gasped in his chest for a few times before patting Zhang Wu's arm and said, "Brother Zhang, don't worry, I'm just going in to attend the poetry meeting!"

"Poetry Club? Hahaha!!! When will the vulgar servants write poetry?" The arrogant young man stopped when he heard Li Fan's words, pointed at Li Fan and laughed.

"Brother Hou! Are you laughing at my Zhang family for being simple?" The boy from 17 or 18 years old stopped and turned around and asked.

The young man surnamed Hou immediately changed his face and bowed and said, "Third Young Master! He was not meant to laugh, but your servant is so interesting that he actually wants to attend our poetry meeting!"

Hearing the words of the young man surnamed Hou, the third young master said with a cold face: "Brother Hou must have heard it wrong!"

He turned around and said to Zhang Wu and Li Fan, "I can't go on!"

"Yes! Yes! Yes! Third Young Master, let's go now..., let's go now!" Zhang Wu quickly bowed and pulled Li Fan and wanted to leave.

Li Fan suddenly broke free from Zhang Wu's pull and said loudly: "Poetry meeting, poetry meeting! As long as he is writing poetry, he can participate. Why can't I?"

"Brother Li! You're crazy! This is..." Hearing Li Fan's words, Zhang Wu's face became extremely ugly, and he stepped forward and dragged Li Fan to leave.

"Haha! Third Young Master, this is your servant. It's really a place where the tiger and the dragon are hidden. I admire you! I admire you!" The young man surnamed Hou laughed and shouted loudly at the garden.

The third young master's face turned red, he glared at the young man surnamed Hou and said, "Hou Gongchen! What's my Zhang family? It's not your turn to teach me..."

"Young Master Mao Xiu! It is rare that the servants of the chief minister of the dynasty can write poems, so why not let him write one?"

While speaking, two young men walked side by side in the distance. The young man surnamed Hou hurriedly walked to the person who was talking, nodded and said, "Young Master Taizheng!"

Young Master Taizheng smiled and gave him a look of approval.

Zhang Maoxiu walked over a few steps and said anxiously: "Brother...!"
Chapter completed!