In the Tingyu Pavilion in the backyard of Fengyu Tower, Mr. Zhishui was sipping fragrant tea, with a look of enjoyment on his face. Standing behind him was the shopkeeper of Fengyu Tower, with a respectful look on his face, and did not dare to slack off at all.

"Shopkeeper, I arrived here yesterday. Although I've had a day's rest, I'm still a little tired, but it's time to get down to business today." He gently put down the tea bowl in his hand, and Master Shisui said with a smile, but his face

Although there were many smiles on his face, the gaze in his eyes was as calm as water, and there was no trace of any emotion.

"I wonder what your orders are, sir?" The shopkeeper glanced at Mr. Zhisui and replied respectfully. The shopkeeper only had one feeling about Mr. Zhisui, and that was that he was unfathomable, even though he seemed very easy-going and very serious.

The shopkeeper knows that this is like a poisonous snake that can choose someone to bite at any time.

Smiling and nodding, Mr. Zhisui enjoyed this feeling very much and said to the shopkeeper: "I have just arrived in the capital. I don't understand many things yet. I need to understand the situation here. I don't know who is better in this regard."

learn?"

The shopkeeper took another high look at Mr. Shisui, and sighed slightly in his heart. He was worthy of being a valued person. There was no falsehood at all, and his ability was real. After thinking about it, the shopkeeper said: "We are going to do this to Mr. Shisui."

The only person who understands the matter and the form of officialdom in the capital is Wang Linguang, the minister of the Ministry of Industry. This man is a native of the capital, but he is also one of our own. He has been an official in the capital for thirty years and knows everything about everything. The most important thing is that he is a native of the capital.

What's more, this man is very smart and has never been involved in any cases."

Nodding slowly, Mr. Zhishui realized that the shopkeeper of Fengyue Tower was not that simple. At this time, it seemed that he was responsible for many things in the capital. After all, he had been here since the beginning.

Still very useful.

"Does the shopkeeper know if there is any way for me to meet him?" Thinking of this, Mr. Zhisui became much more polite when speaking to the shopkeeper, and he also wanted to ask for his opinion.

"Sir, although this Fengyue Building was built by me, life has not been easy in the past six years since I left Beijing. Although there is no shortage of money and other things, the function here is not as good as before, except for the people in this store.

"People, there are many people outside who are paying attention to this place. When the young master comes here, it is likely that he has attracted the attention of many people. If the young master wants to see Wang Linguang, I hope the young master will go to his house." Although the attitude of the shopkeeper seems to be

He sounded very respectful, but when he spoke, he was neither humble nor arrogant, and expressed his thoughts.

Nodding slowly, Mr. Shisui slowly fell into deep thought. He couldn't help but regret a little. He thought that no one would notice here, but now he knew that this was just a whim. There must be many people who care about this place, Dongchang

He and Jinyiwei were naturally included, and those members of the Qi, Zhejiang and Chu parties must have known about it. However, he also comforted himself in his heart that he was not a big shot, and even if someone paid attention, he probably wouldn't pay much attention to it.

However, Mr. Zhisui felt that what the shopkeeper said made sense. He nodded slowly and said in a deep voice: "Well, what you said makes sense. I should pay him a visit."

"Then let me prepare for the young master. The young master's identity here is that of my nephew. I wonder what the young master thinks when he goes to the capital to take the exam?" Naturally, the shopkeeper will not let the young master Zhishui have no external identity. That will definitely make people angry.

I doubt that it would be easier to walk when I'm angry. I hope this can deceive others.

The residence of Wang Linguang, Minister of the Ministry of Industry, is located in the Crescent Hutong in Xicheng. It is located in the innermost room. It has a red painted door, a pair of majestic stone lions at the door, and a huge plaque on the door, which reads the three gilded names of the Minister's Mansion.

There are big characters and two big red lanterns hanging on both sides of the door.

Standing at the door of the palace, Mr. Zhishui couldn't help but think of what the shopkeeper of Fengyue Tower said. The Wang family is a fairly small family in the capital. It has been around since Taizu. They have also produced Jinshi and Juren before, most of them were prefects.

, but there are also those who have served as governors. At this time, the head of the family, Wang Linguang, was the Minister of the Ministry of Industry, and the Wang family's status in the capital was not low.

He handed the greeting card in his hand to the servant who was guarding the door. Master Shisui was waiting at the door. Although he was that disciple, he still had to call him uncle when he saw him. He didn't say anything about coming to visit.

.

Wang Linguang is over sixty years old this year. Although he is still in good health despite his age, he is not deaf or blind. At this time, the old man was writing in the study. The day before yesterday, the supervisor gave him a

Wang Linguang, who loves calligraphy very much, naturally wants to write enough of the calligraphy of Fu Wen Zhengming.

"Master, there is someone outside asking for a visit. This is a greeting card!" Just as Wang Linguang was starting to write, the old housekeeper Wang An walked in quickly. Seeing Wang Linguang put away his pen, he handed the greeting card over.

Frowning slightly, Wang Linguang asked impatiently: "Who is it?"

"Master, I am a young man in white clothes. The greeting card said that he is the nephew of Shopkeeper Li of Fengyue Tower. He came to Beijing to take the exam and came here to visit you." The housekeeper seemed to know that he was disturbing the master's writing, and he was also cautious when he spoke, fearing that this would happen.

The old man was angry with himself.

Sighing deeply, Wang Linguang put down the brush in his hand with a wry smile, gently took the greeting card from the butler's hand, and said helplessly: "Oh, I will come back sooner or later, and I can't hide even if I want to."

"I don't want to see you, just let me go out and tell him!" The old housekeeper was a little confused. At the position of the master, who else needs to give face besides the emperor? What's more, he is the nephew of the shopkeeper of Fengyue Tower. If he doesn't want to see him directly,

Just blast away.

Looking helplessly at the housekeeper who had been with him since childhood, Wang Linguang sighed again and said in a deep voice: "Go! Bring people in. If everything was as simple as you thought, I would have died long ago."

How many times."

There was not much time, and Master Zhisui walked in slowly under the leadership of the old housekeeper.

Taking a look at Mr. Zhisui who walked in, Wang Linguang felt that this man was not simple. He looked gentle and elegant, and seemed to be a modest gentleman. The faint smile on his face could easily make people like him, but there was something different in his eyes.

Unruly and ruthless. Perhaps only people like Wang Linguang can discover it! Because when he was young, he was almost like this. Sighing softly, Wang Linguang couldn't help but feel like a hero in his twilight years. It's like the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead.

, maybe I am really getting old and it is time to consider going home to take care of myself.

Seeing Wang Linguang sitting in the lobby, Mr. Zhisui frowned. The last thing he wanted to do was deal with someone like Wang Linguang. The smile on his face was amiable, but at first glance he looked like an old fox. Such a person is difficult to fool!
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