My surname is Wang, my neighbor Wu Dalang

Chapter 197 Li Qingzhao, I'm Still Going to Talk!

The pigeon house that Yanqing set up in Qingzhou was finally built this autumn.

The business of Juyilou Restaurant, which uses exclusive secret recipes and new dishes, is getting more and more prosperous. Wu Dalang is now the largest restaurant owner in the Song Dynasty, and he is known as the "Wu Da shopkeeper".

Relying on the semicolons of Juyilou Restaurant in various places and centering on the headquarters of Juyilou in Qingzhou, pigeons from all over the country shuttle back and forth every day.

Few people noticed the large flock of snow-white pigeons that frequented Qingzhou. Only Li Qingzhao occasionally stood in the courtyard and looked up, giving birth to a poetic feeling of white doves flying from the sky.

The Three Thousand Tiger Guards expanded their recruits, and at the same time selected elite forces to distribute to the world.

Wang Lin is paying more and more attention to information spying and detectives. In this era of cold weapons without communication networks, Wang Lin can only use this most primitive way to avoid becoming blind and deaf.

And Yan Qing gradually showed amazing talent in this aspect.

In the past two days, news came from Tokyo that Zhao Gou, the ninth son of the emperor, had set off for Qingzhou. However, just as Wang Lin hoped, Zhao Gou intentionally or unintentionally bypassed Hebei Daming, and planned to go from Hebei Daming via Dongping. Qingzhou.

Deliberately circle around.

After all, he is still a playful child.

However, information from the Daming Mansion in Hebei said that Lin Chong, the former leader of Liangshan, took refuge in Qiu Renjie, the prefect of the Daming Mansion and the relative of the third son of the emperor Zhao Kai, the father of the side concubine Qiu.

Yan Qing pays special attention to the news of Hebei Daming, which obviously has something to do with his background.

Especially the news about Lu Junyi.

The recent news made Yan Qing a little uneasy.

Qiu Renjie was greedy by nature, and started to amass money crazily as soon as he took office, targeting local merchants and gentry in Daming, Hebei.

Lu Junyi, as the biggest rich man in the Daming Mansion, has been closed down by the government recently because he disdains to associate with Qiu Renjie.

But Lu Junyi didn't care at all.

The Lu family's property is huge, and there are thousands of shops under their name. Even if you seal up all the shops in Daming Prefecture, it will not damage the foundation of the Lu family.

Wang Lin has a small secret study in the mansion.

Wang Lin often fiddles with some messy gadgets in the study alone. The things that have been turned into huge wealth through the Bohai firm are all done here.

No one can enter this small study room except Yan Qing.

This is the largest forbidden area in the mansion.

Information from all over the world, except for some particularly urgent Yan Qing, who will report in person in time, the rest will be collected by him first, and then classified into Wang Lin and put into the box on the desk. For example, the information from Tokyo will be concentrated. In "Tokyo Box".

Wang Lin pushed open the door of the small study, and sat behind the desk to read the information as usual, which was the same habit as his morning reading in his previous life.

The focus of Wang Lin's recent attention is actually on Lu Junyi, Zhao Gou, and Liang Shan.

Song Jiang's progress is still very smooth. Currently, there are dozens of generals in Liangshan and over ten thousand minions. It can be said that the soldiers are strong and strong.

When it's time to pick the fruit in the future, Wang Lin won't hesitate, but it's better to raise it now.

"The ninth son of the emperor left Beijing and made a detour to the Daming Mansion."

"Shi Qian and Dai Zong went down the mountain to Daming Mansion."

"Within half a month, Qiu Renjie ordered Lin Chong to seal down more than ten shops in Lu's house, and the conflict gradually intensified."

"Middle divisions went out to Dingzhou to attack Zhuozhou, but returned without success."

After reading the information, a strange smile slowly formed on the corner of Wang Lin's mouth.

He knew that after planning so hard for so long, an appropriate time finally came.

It is absolutely impossible for him to let go of such an invincible general like Lu Junyi.

"Yanqing, tomorrow morning, I will go to Hebei Daming alone first, and then you will lead two thousand tiger god guards and three thousand subduing tiger cavalry to march quickly and follow."

Yan Qing was shocked. She didn't know what Wang Lin intended to go to Hebei Daming all of a sudden, and he wanted to lead troops there!

But Yan Qing never asked more questions about Wang Lin's military orders.

……

Outside the city of Qingzhou, the sun is setting towards the west.

Li Qingzhao was wearing a big cloak, gazing at the autumn scenery all over the mountains and plains, felt something in his heart, and whispered softly:
Lingao Pavilion, chaotic mountains and plains, thin smoke and light.

The smoke is thin, and after the crow returns, the sky hears the corner.

Broken incense and residual wine have evil feelings, and the west wind urges the phoenix trees to fall.

The phoenix tree fell, and it was still autumnal and lonely.

Her maid Lan'er was standing on one side, and seeing her envoy Wang Lin walking slowly by herself, Lan'er was about to pay her respects, but Wang Lin waved her hand to signal her not to make a sound, so as not to disturb Li Qingzhao's creative thinking.

Li Qingzhao stared at the mountain for a long time, and sighed quietly.

Suddenly someone beside me chuckled and said: "The mist is thick and the clouds are worrying forever. The auspicious brain eliminates the golden beast. The festival is Double Ninth Festival, and the jade pillow is in the gauze kitchen. It is cool in the middle of the night. After Dongli drinks the wine at dusk, there is a dark fragrance and sleeves. It's impossible not to be ecstasy, the curtain is blowing in the west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers."

"It's also a work of Wing Qiu. Now things are different and people are different. Presumably Mr.'s feelings are also different from those in the past."

Li Qingzhao turned his head to see Wang Lin, his face turned red.

Wang Lin's chants were written by her many years ago. At that time, when Zhao Mingcheng and Zhao Mingcheng were still lovers and concubines, there were many ambiguities in the words. Now Chongyang is still the same, but time has passed and things have stopped.

"Where is the envoy?"

"I came back from the military camp and saw Mr. wandering alone at the foot of the mountain. I thought about it, so I came over to have a look. Sure enough, I heard Mr.'s new work."

Li Qingzhao was silent and sighed.

Looking at her thinner silhouette, Wang Lin couldn't help but lightly said: "Mr.'s sadness stems from depression in his heart. In fact, life is short and flies by in a flash. Let it go when you should let it go. Long-term things should be considered. Live in the moment and enjoy yourself in the moment." Yes."

Li Qingzhao nodded slowly: "What a living in the present, concise and to the point, full of true meaning! Shijun's kindness, Qingzhao is clear. It's just that Qingzhao's nature is such that he can't control his emotions at the moment, and complains about himself here, which makes Shijun laugh. "

"Actually, it's not that Qingzhao can't let go of the past, it's just that she feels that there is no one to rely on in the future."

As if he felt that his explanation was a little redundant, Li Qingzhao quickly changed the subject and said: "Qingzhao has always heard that the envoy's poems are unique, but usually he rarely sees the envoy's masterpieces. Now it is just in autumn, and the mountain scenery is so magnificent. Can your envoy have some good works to teach you?"

Wang Lin chuckled lightly: "How dare you make a fool of yourself in front of your husband?"

"Please enlighten me."

"Young people don't know the feeling of sorrow, but they fall in love with the upper floors. In love with the upper floors, they force their sorrows to write new words. Now that they know all the sorrows, they want to say it. If they want to say it, they say it's a cool autumn." Wang Lin said briefly After thinking about it, he said it slowly.

Wang Lin actually didn't think much about it, and Xin Qiji blurted out this ugly slave about autumn, but he regretted it a bit after singing it.

This Li Qingzhao was already sentimental, but now that she came up with such a "gloomy" word, wouldn't it make her even more intoxicated and unable to extricate herself?
However, Li Qingzhao was directly mistaken.

Her heart is like double silk nets, with thousands of knots in it, she just feels that Wang Lin's "hesitant to speak", seems to be vaguely expressing some inexplicable feelings to herself. hang your head.

"It's a good word." Li Qingzhao said quietly after a long time: "It's really a cool autumn, and the ending question is wonderful. Shi Jun's poetry is no less than Su Xueshi."

"How dare you!"

"I seldom praise others. These words speak from the heart, not flattery."

The two stood side by side at the bottom of the slope, pointing to the beautiful scenery of the mountains, and the cool autumn wind blowing, the conversation became more and more intense.

At this time, three or five carriages came not far away, and these carriages had just returned from the mountain.

Sitting in one of the cars, Jia opened the curtain, and seeing Li Qingzhao standing there with a handsome young man who seemed to be in love with a concubine, he felt very jealous.

The Jia family took great pains to drive Li Qingzhao out of the Zhao family, and then took control of the Zhao family's power. Recently, they heard that Li Qingzhao had entered the Bohai County government office as a female official, and there was no lack of slander and abuse behind her back.

Seeing that Li Qingzhao had left the Zhao family and was still accompanied by such a handsome young master, the evil fire in her heart couldn't be held back for a while.

"Mr. Li, you are indeed born obscene and vulgar. You have just been expelled from the Zhao family. Which family have you hooked up with again?"

Li Qingzhao's expression changed.

She turned around and walked Jiashi and her maid—the evil maid named Lan Xiang slowly, with a sneer on her face.

Not far behind Jia Shi, there were two brocade-clad men standing there who were surrounded by his servants, casting playful glances to this side.

Wang Lin turned around and looked around.

He guessed that this was probably the increasingly arrogant concubine Jia Shi in Zhao Mingcheng's family.

The Jia family moved the Jia family's property in Laizhou to Qingzhou, and opened several shops in Qingzhou City, almost changing the name of the Zhao family to the Jia family.

Moreover, her father, Jia Lai, also clings to the richest man in the east, the Qingzhou Meng family.

He also sent a lot of money to the prefect Huarong's mansion through the Meng family, and bought off many servants of the Hua family, including Huachang, the big housekeeper of the Hua family.

Huachang is a member of Huarong's brother and sister family. When it comes to seniority, Huarong has to call Huachang uncle.

Now that Huarong is in a high position, it is normal for some people from his hometown to join him.

Jia Lai's father and daughter had a banquet in the Zhao family's other garden in the mountains today, and the guest they invited was Dong Mour, brother-in-law of the head of the Meng family, Meng Ting, and the chief housekeeper of Huarong Mansion, Huachang.

In fact, these small actions could not be hidden from Wang Lin's eyes, it's just that the Jia's father and daughter are so small that Wang Lin is too lazy to take care of them.

Moreover, he also believed that Hua Rong could not be a protective umbrella for merchants with such despicable personalities as the Jia family. As for the few moths around Hua Rong, as long as it did not affect the overall situation, Wang Lin still felt that it would be better to wait for Hua Rong to find out and eradicate them by himself.

He didn't know that these small people in his eyes - such as Meng Ting's brother-in-law Dong Yu, Huarong's housekeeper Huachang, but in the eyes of Qingzhou people, these are already big people who can't be offended.

The daughter of the head of the Meng family, Meng Ting, married Huarong, and King Wang Lin made it happen.

Hua Rong is the number one general under Wang Lin's command, and concurrently serves as the magistrate of Qingzhou. From a senior official of the fifth rank, he is also Wang Lin's eldest brother-in-law.

In Qingzhou, not to mention bullying men and women, there are still people who bully the market and make money secretly.

It's just that Qingzhou people dare not speak out.

(End of this chapter)