Volume 32 Chapter 22

When it was late, the Jiang residence was buzzing with people, and almost all the guests who came to witness Mr. Jiang washing his hands in the golden basin had already arrived.

Most of these guests are from Gaozhou, Mozhou, Tongzhou, Qiongzhou, Yanzhou, Huizhou, and Chaozhou. Man, after receiving the invitation, he left more than a month in advance and arrived today.

Among the visitors, there are old man Jiang's friends, some old friends of old man Jiang, and some are people who have made old man Jiang build things in these years. What Tie didn't expect was that even the general prison in Tongzhou sent an official in the prison to bring a gift to witness Mr. Jiang washing his hands in the golden basin, which can be said to have given Mr. Jiang enough face.

At this moment, the powerful influence and network of a master craftsman-level talisman folder refiner are fully revealed.

A few hours after leaving Jiangfu, and half an hour before the ceremony of washing hands with the golden basin in Jiangfu, Zhang Tiecai, who was still wearing the disguise mask, came to Jiangfu again Shi Shiran.

This time, he didn't use his external avatar to enter, but walked in swaggeringly.

Seeing Zhang Tie coming empty-handed, with an unfamiliar face and not expensive clothes, a steward who was welcoming guests at the gate of Jiangfu frowned, and immediately stopped Zhang Tie in front of him.

"I don't know this brother's surname is Gao, what's your business in Jiangfu?"

Zhang Tie blinked, "Isn't today the ceremony for Mr. Jiang Jinpeng to wash his hands? I'll also join in the fun and be a witness for Mr. Jiang!"

"Brother, have you seen our old man Jiang?" The department manager looked at Zhang Tie suspiciously.

"I've seen it once. Mr. Jiang is very friendly and a vegetarian!" Zhang Tie replied seriously.

It turned out that I had seen it before. The steward underestimated it and waved his hand. Two servants next to him came over. One servant was holding a roster, and the other was carrying a tray.

The roster was colorfully filled with the names of the guests who came to congratulate and witness. It was a guest sign-in book. Zhang Tie glanced at it, picked up a pen, and wrote the word Zhang Tie crookedly on the sign-in book.

Looking at the two characters written by Zhang Tie, amidst the flamboyant fonts around them, they are completely like two piles of cow dung among thousands of flowers. The manager can't wait to slap himself.

After signing, Zhang Tie wanted to go in, but found another servant of the Jiang family who was carrying a plate staring at him.

"Cough...cough..." The steward came back to his senses and coughed twice, "The rule of washing hands in the golden basin is given to friends who come to witness for the old man. It's not a lot of etiquette, it's a little thought. It is also a respect for the old man!"

"I understand, I understand..." Zhang Tie nodded, smiling like a mature gopher, while talking, he stretched out his hand to scoop up a few handfuls like rubbing mud in his arms, and then clattered With a single sound, he threw his "etiquette" into that tray.

Looking at the three big copper plates spinning in the tray, the steward's mouth seemed to be stuffed with dozens of raw lemons, his brows were all wrinkled, and several servants of the Jiang family at the door stared at Zhang Tie viciously. It seems that as long as the steward gives an order, Zhang Tie will be beaten away with a club.

"I can go in now! Mr. Jiang won't dislike my lack of etiquette, right? This little bit of etiquette is not too much, and it's a little bit of my heart!"

The manager stared at Zhang Tie, then took a deep breath, waved his hand expressionlessly,

"Take the guests to the table 11 and sit on the table, and witness the old man wash his hands!"

Hearing what the steward said, only one of Jiang's servants reluctantly "invited" Zhang Tie in.

Seeing Zhang Tie walking away, a servant next to him couldn't help asking, "Wu Guanshi, that bastard just now made it clear that he was here to eat and drink, why didn't you drive him away!"

"Today is the grandpa's washing ceremony in the golden basin. If this kind of old fritters are not allowed in, maybe he will make trouble. This toad crawls on your feet. If he doesn't bite you, he will disgust you. It's better to have nothing more. One less thing, our Jiangfu is not bad even if it is a dog feeder, let him go in, those casual banquets are set up for these three-educated people in Youzhou City, as long as he can say "old man" after eating obediently Just do it!" Wu Guanshi said, looked at the three copper coins on the tray, threw those three copper coins into the grass in the flower bed by the door in distaste, and then looked at the two coins on the registration book. Tuo of cow dung, after looking at it for a long time, Wu Guanshi realized that the two characters seemed to be "Zhang Tie".

The name Zhang Tie is a little familiar. It seems that the Youzhou Tingwei Zhang Mushen is called Zhang Tie...

Unexpectedly, that bastard would dare to choose such a name, the same name as Lord Ting Wei, Wu Guanshi smiled in his heart, it was really a waste of these two names...

At such a time, no matter how wide-eyed Guanshi Ren Wu was, he would never have imagined that the person who just dropped three copper coins and walked in was none other than Youzhou Tingwei Zhang Tie.

Thinking of the two words Zhang Tie, Wu Guanshi couldn't help but carefully looked at the two words on the notebook again. Those two words were very ugly, but he didn't know what happened. On one page, just because of these two words, the signatures of other guests seemed to be suppressed, becoming uncomfortable, uncoordinated and abrupt, with an indescribably awkward feeling.

Wu Guanshi is not a knight, nor can he understand the realm of a knight. Zhang Tie came to smash the words, so his signature, no matter how ugly, is imprinted with his spirit and will. On the paper, the pattern of the characters and the spiritual artistic conception in the strokes had already ruined the colorful aura of the guest's signature book. It was precisely because of this that Wu Guanshi felt that the whole page became awkward when he looked at Zhang Tie's signature.

However, Wu Guanshi still kept his mind on it. After someone brought Zhang Tie to the banquet, he ordered the two servants in the mansion to pay attention to the person who just entered. Get that guy out.

Although he was far away from Wu Guanshi, the words of the two servants in Fufujiang's mansion behind Wu Guanshi still heard every word in Zhang Tie's ears.

Zhang Tie smiled...

On this kind of occasion, the so-called casual banquets are just a few tables set up at the most edge and most inconspicuous places of those banquets for people who come to join in the fun in Youzhou City.

Well, compared to those invited guests, the people sitting in the casual seats are all small people, and they can barely be regarded as the kind who come to hold a personal show.

If Wang Wu didn't die, Wang Wu would probably just make do with the banquet at the moment.

Those who are sitting in the scattered seats at the moment are those who join in the fun from the three religions and nine schools in Youzhou. These people have a little bit of status, but that bit of status can't be used on this occasion, so they can only nest here together.

When Zhang Tie came, what he saw was the well-dressed guys sitting on the side of the table with their chests and stomachs folded seriously, looking at the high platform and the high platform with the golden pot in the distance. Those people at the main table were discussing in low voices, each of them was pretending to be reserved, and some people seemed to be a little uncomfortable with the shiny new clothes, and they were sitting at the table. Twist around.

"Boss, these new moccasin boots are a bit rough, can I take them off, I still think the wooden mops in our big bath are the most comfortable to wear!" A guy complained softly to a big man next to him.

"Damn it, if you dare to take off your boots at this time, I will let you have boots and find no feet to wear in the future, do you believe it?" The boss next to him turned around and lowered his head. He cursed loudly, and at the same time gave his subordinates who followed him a vicious look.

"The gift money of ten gold coins is just for the two of us. It's too wasteful. If I want to say, two or three gold coins are enough. That's ten gold coins. Boss, you can't earn that much in a month. If the money is that If you are not picky about looking for sisters in the kiln, it will be enough for us to set up a small yard to play for a week!"

"Dog meat won't make the table, shut up!" The brows of the boss raised, "If you keep talking, I'll pull out one of your teeth!"

The other person quickly shut up.

Listening to this interesting conversation, Zhang Tie secretly smiled.

"No, you can sit at this table!" The servants of Jiang's mansion who brought Zhang Tie brought Zhang Tie to the table at the end, pointed to a chair beside the table, and said nothing else. Seemingly looking at Zhang Tie with disgust, he turned his head and left.

Zhang Tie sat down loudly, and looked at the other people at the table. When it comes to clothing, Zhang Tie is the most ordinary person at the table. Zhang Tie also looks ordinary.

"This brother is a bit unfamiliar, did he also earn a living in Youzhou City?"

As soon as Zhang Tie sat down, a guy in his fifties sitting across from him took a look at Zhang Tie, and then took the initiative to speak.

"Uh, almost!"

Hearing Zhang Tie's answer, the man frowned, and said very bluntly, "What do you mean is almost, yes is yes, no is no, are you or are you not?"

Zhang Tie rubbed his face, "That's fine, it's just that this errand is arranged by my family, it's not safe enough, and someone will gossip at any time and want to drive me away!"

"Where is brother's high school?"

"Sansi Yamen!"

Hearing Zhang Tie's self-introduction of working in the third and fourth yamen, the people at the same table suddenly showed a clear expression. In the eyes of those people, a small character like Zhang Tie who used to run errands in the third yamen of Youzhou City, If your brain is not flexible, your hands and feet are not diligent, and your background is not strong enough, it is normal to be squeezed out. In a hot place like the Sansi Yamen, it is necessary to have two brushes for sweeping the floor and burning the boiler. Can there be ordinary people who can live in it?

"Brother is in the Sansi Yamen, do you know Zhao Long? That is a friend of mine, and also a criminal arrester in the Sansi Yamen?" Another person asked tentatively.

"I don't know!" Zhang Tie shook his head directly.

Seeing that Zhang Tie didn't even know Zhao Long, the people at that table lost interest in Zhang Tie all of a sudden, and started chatting on their own, and through the chats of these people, Zhang Tie knew that this The people sitting at one table were all from a few medium and small charcoal shops in Youzhou City. They usually had a little business with those blacksmith shops and foundries under Mr. Jiang's name. Those blacksmith shops and foundries Charcoal supplier, so I came here to join in the fun today...

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