Chapter 95 The Majesty of the Sixth-rank Lady (1)

After receiving Tan Zong's guarantee, Lianxiang and Tan Zong only played for a while, then left Tan Zong alone and went back to the room to dress up. Tan Zong sniffed on the bed for a while, and as soon as he woke up, his face seemed much more relaxed. Obviously, his psychological state was no longer bothered.

I don’t know how long it took, but Luzhu suddenly pushed open the door and walked in and said, “Master, the young master of the Xu family is here.”

"Oh? Wen Chang is here?" Tan Zong smiled, but he didn't know whether it was joy or ridicule. In short, it was quite interesting, and the clever girl Lu Zhu couldn't tell what was going on after seeing it.

After letting Dewzhu clean up for herself again, Tan Zong walked to the living room and passed Lianxiang's room on the way. He found that the woman was instructing her close maid Huali to search for clothes. Looking at the pile of clothes on the bed, Tan Zong couldn't help but smile knowingly. This scene was so similar to that before "he" went out with his wife and lover in the future. I think no matter what dynasty it was, this woman looked the same - love beauty is better than everything in the world!

The house was not big, and in just a few minutes, Tan Zong had already walked to the living room. Seeing Xu Wenchang's face seemed to be dark red and bruised, and his expression was a little embarrassed. Tan Zong smiled. I think after King An and "his identity" was revealed, the fat man must have suffered a lot of complaints from the family. He was timid and afraid that he had missed an opportunity to meet the only prince and prince of the dynasty.

However, even so, this little fat man is the best lobbyist who can pick out of the merchants. After all, this classmate has an unusual friendship with the same subject. If he is diligent in the officialdom, he will be a great help. Compared with that, the relationship between those ordinary classmates seems much pale - as the same sentence, his social status is already different.

"Wen Chang." As soon as Tan Zongfu entered the living room, he looked sincere and happy. He walked a few more steps and pulled Xu Wenchang, the fat man, from the position, and asked him about his well-being: "You are going back alone that day, I'm worried that I'll be so worried about you. I'll see you're fine now. Hey, what's going on with this face? Could it be that you have been hit by a villain on the way?"

If Tan Zong had said this, if he had been through the world for a long time, he would have already cursed himself in his heart.

Although Tan Zong seemed sincere when he spoke, it was not difficult to find out if he had a brain carefully thought about it. After all, Tan Zong's words were the most real intention to deliberately use the words to squeeze Xu Wenchang, which made him feel even more guilty and uneasy.

As for the following sentence, it is even more sinister. The so-called cursing people does not reveal their shortcomings, and slapping people does not slap in the face, like Tan Zong said, but both of them were violated: if you are a discerning person, you can tell that this is not what a criminal person is. It is clearly someone who slapped them on it. The bruises that have not yet melted are obviously those fingerprints.

As for the little fat man who laughed at him, he was the only code word that was relatively simple. This was also what Tan Zong said to him on purpose, and the purpose was to squeeze him out with words.

In general, Tan Zong's words were extremely sinister. He not only bullied Xu Wenchang, the little fat man who was incompetent in the world and could not understand what he said, but also took the opportunity to mock Fat Man who left his friend and ran away alone, which made him feel guilty and regretful - he left his friend and regretted that he missed the best opportunity to get to know An Wang Zhao Yunan, and finally laughed at him nakedly.

After hearing Tan Zong's words, Xu Wenchang's face turned slightly, but because of his confusion, Tan Zong couldn't see what his mentality was.

Tan Zong sat down and quickly pulled him back to his position. During this period, the hands they were holding were not put down. Tan Zong wanted to pull them back, but he didn't expect that Xu Wenchang would grab them very tightly for some reason, and even the blue veins jumped out, which made Tan Zong look surprised.

Seeing Xu Wenchang's expression gradually became wrong, it seemed that he was really guilty and heartbroken by Tan Zong's words. At this moment, he was almost burst into tears. Tan Zong quickly advised: "I won't say it, I won't say it anymore, everything is over."

"Oh." Xu Wenchang seemed to have no opinion. After Tan Zong advised him, he gradually stopped his emotions and finally sighed: "Menghua, are you okay that day? That night..."

Speaking of this, Xu Wenchang's voice suddenly choked again, and he was sobbing that he couldn't speak.

Seeing Xu Wenchang take out a handkerchief from his sleeve to wipe his eyes, Tan Zong felt funny. Because the two were sitting too close, just across a coffee table, the chili pepper on the handkerchief rushed into Tan Zong's nose, almost making him spicy too.

"This little fat man has learned to be dishonest." Tan Zong thought to himself: "It seems that there is indeed someone behind this little fat man, otherwise he would not have given him such an idea to play emotional cards. It's just that the little fat man is too honest and his acting skills are really not good, but he was exposed at the beginning."

But Tan Zong had just thought about it and took this opportunity to fight Qiufeng to raise some money for the possible flood, so Tan Zong would not expose him, but instead cooperated with the fat guy.

The two of them didn't notice this greeting. The rain stopped at some point, but the wind gradually became heavier, and the clothes that were sunken in the courtyard were blowing quietly.

Huarui walked over with a careful look on her face, saluted Tan Zong, and called Jie Yuangong again, then said, "Master, Miss, come and ask you, you want to have dinner at home.

Tan Zong was stunned when he heard this, and then realized that this must be Lian Xiang's impatient waiting later, so he instructed his personal maid to come over. Mingyan was asking, but after all, it was just a reminder. It was to remind Xu Wenchang not to just talk nonsense, and to get to the point earlier - to invite Tan Zong to the banquet, and the second was to remind Tan Zong to remember that he had already agreed to her in the afternoon and remember to take her there.

Tan Zong naturally thought about Lianxiang's little thoughts for a moment. But this matter is not his time to take the initiative, so the key is to look at Xu Wenchang. However, looking at Xu Wenchang's stupid appearance, if he doesn't remind him, I'm afraid he will really forget it.

Having no idea, Tan Zong said, "Of course I ate at home. I went to the kitchen to give an order. Today I will invite my classmates to have a banquet and let the chef get a few more good dishes."

"Diet!" Lian Xiang, who was sneaking behind the door, spat, but looked at the scene. Seeing that Tan Zong actually said to eat at home and wanted to keep Xu Wenchang at home, she couldn't help but stomp her feet there, obviously she was so angry.

"What are you doing here?" Qinghe came over at some point. She saw Lianxiang lying behind the door like a little girl and eavesdropping on her feet. She held back her smile and said, "You...hey, why have you dressed up?" However, Lianxiang turned around and Qinghe saw Lianxiang dressed up specifically.

Although Lianxiang's clothes have not been changed yet, she obviously has applied powder on her face, blushed on her face, and rubbed it with rouge, and even the amount that she doesn't need is easily applied. Her whole body is shining brightly and looks very gorgeous.

"Sister." Lianxiang grabbed Qinghe's hand with a grievance and said, "That dead man said he wanted to take me to the banquet just now, but now he told the fat man that he would eat at home. Isn't that so angry? Humph, sister, you must make the decision for me and help me think of an idea for my husband to take me there."

Qinghe heard the whole story clearly, but couldn't help but quip: "Maybe the master has changed his mind temporarily."

Although Lianxiang was innocent, she didn't believe such words. She couldn't say anything and said coquettishly: "Sister!"

Qinghe smiled and pointed Lianxiang's nose, and carefully sootheed Lianxiang's amount of money because of her frown. Then she said pamperedly: "You are just thinking of using our master's name to go to the banquet to play with the majesty of your sixth-rank lady, right?"

"Oh, my sister understands me the most." Lianxiang was touched by Qinghe, but she didn't feel embarrassed. Instead, she raised her chin and said proudly: "My master is so glorious now. Although I am a concubine, I can still share it."

"You." Qinghe was speechless by Lianxiang's righteous words, and she had to drag the little woman into her room. Although the sky was not clear at this moment, it was time to supper, so several maids were leading several maids to various yards and put candles in the room so that it would not be dark for several masters to see clearly.

After the two of them sat down, Qinghe carefully closed the door, and then said to Lianxiang: "Although the master is now in power, he is just taking advantage of King An's advantage. How powerful are you now? What's more, the situation in Nanjing is now complicated, even King An is also in a hurry, let alone the master in our family. You are going to the banquet to show off your power. If the master's arrangement is messed up, it will be very unbeautiful and will only make the master angry."

Lianxiang has always been the most convinced by Qinghe. After hearing Qinghe’s words and all of them, she naturally believed them all. She suddenly became depressed and said without curiosity: "It seems that I can’t go this time. Alas, I’ve been dressed up all my heart and wanted to support the scene for the master."

Qinghe was indeed so happy by Lian Xiang's naive words: "You still support the scene. Do you think you are King An? Although our master is only a sixth-rank official at this time, he is a guerrilla in the Supervision Office. Although his position is low but his power is heavy. As long as others are afraid of it, how can you, a little girl, need to support the scene?"

"Oh, this is not, that is not. I was confused by my sister." Lianxiang was angrily lying on Hu's bed - this thing is like the sofas in later generations. Basically, there is one in every bedroom for wealthy families, and they can also be used for a moment of rest.

"I just said you might disrupt the Master's plan, but I didn't say you can't go."
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