Who says sleep is not spiritual practice?

On the side, Jiang Qingmeng said worriedly:

"Fourth brother, do you really want to cooperate with Huamanlou?"

"But we have no money!"

Jiang Qingyu said in relief:

"Let's talk about it first. If the price offered by the other party is too high, it's not too late to kick them out."

If the price tag is right...

Then he should bear the pain and shed some blood, at worst, he would go to that girl Jing Zhe to borrow a little money.

……

this night.

Yu An brought a killer Huamanlou pretending to be a soldier to Ziyanyuan.

After Jiang Qingyu put forward the preliminary intention of cooperation, the killer said with a look of astonishment:

"Young master, don't you know?"

"Our mission is to protect you!"

"As for the price..."

"Someone already paid for it for you!"

The crowd was silent.

The first thing Jiang Qingmeng and Yu An thought of was the King of the North.

And Jiang Qingyu glanced at the little girl who was holding the blue book in the corner and smiling silly.

Suddenly, he laughed and shouted:

"Xiao Man, I have a few copper coins under my pillow. Tomorrow, you can buy two bunches of candied haws to celebrate. Remember to save a bunch for me!"

The little girl raised her head slightly, spit out the bamboo stick in her mouth, and smiled at her young master:

"Thank you, son!"

Chapter 76 Fourth brother, did I come at the wrong time?

After receiving Hua Manlou's support, Jiang Qingyu no longer cared about the affairs of the two troops, but put all her mind on improving her martial arts cultivation.

As for the spies placed in the army by the Jiang family and the military bosses, they have been under the close surveillance of Yu An and the killers of Huamanlou, and nothing has been found for the time being.

Just wait for Jiang Qingyu's order to deal with them all.

……

Time passed day by day.

Inside the palace.

Many handymen and maids also began to argue about the winter hunting competition, and some even secretly set up a gambling game. After being discovered by the old housekeeper Xu Erhu, they not only rewarded everyone with a whipping, but also confiscated all the gambling money.

Since then, everyone has been silent about it, and dare not speak nonsense.

And with the approach of the Winter Hunting Competition, the Jubei Palace also began to welcome batches of guests who were invited to watch the ceremony.

Among them are the elders and even those in power of various sects and hermit families, idle officials and retired veterans from various prefectures of Chu State, and some well-known, chivalrous and courageous Jianghu masters.

Most of them have brought their own outstanding juniors, hoping to establish friendship with the next owner of the palace, or form an in-law relationship.

Most people are optimistic about the second son Jiang Qingjian, but because Jiang Qingjian did not return from fighting on the Beidi grassland, they went to visit the second wife Jiang Jing.

A large number of women also went to visit the third lady Jiang Qingzhu together.

As for Jiang Qingyu, Jiang Qingmeng, and Jiang Qingyin, they were very few.

……

A month passed quietly.

Soon the days came to the eve of the competition.

This day happened to be New Year's Eve.

Ziyan Courtyard.

Jiang Qingyu was dancing sword in the courtyard.

The girl Xiaoman was sitting at the door, biting a candied haws.

"Son!"

"I heard that the Second Madam has reserved the entire Qifeng Residence tonight, and set up more than 100 tables of banquets to entertain all the guests of the Palace and the soldiers of the Green Sword Camp!"

Qifengju is the largest restaurant in Wangcheng. The cooks are the best in the three northern states.

The second wife, Jiang Jing, spent a lot of money and hosted hundreds of tables. Naturally, it was to help her son Jiang Qing strengthen his reputation and win connections.

As for those guests...

The same drunkard's intention is not to drink.

For them, food is secondary, and the main purpose is to get in touch with the future King of Rejection in advance.

But Xiaoman was different.

She babbled so much because she simply wanted to eat the food of Qifengju.

Jiang Qingyu stopped and joked:

"Little girl, if you are greedy, I can go and ask for a position for you."

Xiao Man smacked his lips.

"My lord, don't try anymore, I won't betray you!"

"Let's not talk about the food from Qifengju, it's the food from the royal dining room of the imperial palace. I, too..."

The little girl took a bite of the candied haws, and said forcefully:

"I'm not hungry at all!"

After finishing speaking, she put the remaining candied haws aside, and at the same time stretched out her empty hands to show that she is not a foodie.

Jiang Qingyu smiled slightly:

"Silly girl, it's not a bad thing to be greedy."

"When I become the eldest son, I will take you to eat at Qifengju and get drunk every day!"

The little girl blinked:

"Really?"

"Young master, then you are really a playboy!"

But at the next moment, she drooped her head again and sighed:

"My lord, I heard that the second lady has prepared Zhuang Xingjiu for the thousand soldiers of the Qingjian Camp to drink before leaving tomorrow."

"It is said that it is 50-year-old Xinfeng wine, and a bowl is worth hundreds of taels of silver!"

"Young master, do we have to buy some wine to prepare?"

The little girl broke her fingers, with a sad face:

"Young Master and Sixth Miss have more than 600 people under their command. After removing more than [-] spies, there are about [-] people left. A bowl of wine per person is [-] bowls."

"A bowl of the worst wine costs three copper coins, the better ones range from twenty to one hundred coins, and the better ones range from one tael to ten taels of silver..."

"Young master is the son of the prince after all, you can't lose your status, at least you need three to five taels of wine to get your hands on it, and the 8000 bowls are five thousand to eight thousand taels of silver!"

After the calculation, the little girl stared at her fingers and sighed.

Ziyanyuan's family has a small business, so where can I find so much money!

Jiang Qingyu walked up to the little girl, bent down and rubbed her head, and said in relief:

"It's nothing to lose the momentum for a while, as long as you win in the end."

The little girl pouted and said:

"Can……"

"I still want to fight for my son!"

Jiang Qingyu said to herself:

"If you want to fight for your breath, it's not impossible."

"Tomorrow, we may not lose."

The little girl raised her head slightly, with a dazed look on her face:

"Young master, could it be that you have already prepared?"

"But I've been staying with you for more than a month, and I haven't seen you go out to buy wine?"

Jiang Qingyu didn't hide anything:

"Remember that fat guy who strayed into the yard a few days ago?"

The little girl nodded.

In the past month, many guests have come to the palace, almost breaking the threshold of the courtyard of the second lady and the third lady, but there are only a handful of people who come to the Ziyan Courtyard.

The strangest of them is a middle-aged fat man with a fat head and big ears!

This person is eight feet long and wide, like a hill, wearing a luxurious brocade dress, with seven or eight large gold chains hanging around his neck, and gold jade bracelets and rings on his wrists and fingers, a typical nouveau riche outfit.

Maybe it was because of too much fat, he had to keep his head up all the time, seeing everyone was condescending, which made people very uncomfortable.

What's even more exaggerated is that after arriving at Ziyan Courtyard, the first thing the middle-aged fat man yelled was not "Fourth Young Master", but "Second Young Master"!

The little girl was so angry that she almost kicked people out.

Only his own young master had a very high self-cultivation, not only did he not get angry, he even invited that man to drink more than ten bowls of hot tea in a row.

"That person is the behind-the-scenes boss of Qifengju, Shen Qianjin."

Jiang Qingyu introduced:

"He came to visit me on purpose."

"Otherwise, with so many maids and handymen guiding the way in the palace, do you really think he came into Ziyan Courtyard by going the wrong way?"

The little girl looked stunned:

"Shen Qianjin?"

"how come……"

This name is also familiar.

but……

She always thought that Shen Qianjin, who was well-known in the world, was a beautiful and beautiful rich woman, but she didn't think that this "jin" was not the other "gold"!

"Young master, you must be lying to me!"

"Shen Qianjin just spent a lot of money in the casino last month, betting on Miss San to win the competition. How could she be such a fat man?"

The little girl felt her mind was muddled.

How could Shen Qianjin, the proprietress of Qifengju, be a man?

A few years ago, Jingshui Pavilion even customized a copy for Shen Qianjin.

There was a beautiful woman who opened a small restaurant, but was found by her enemies, and then rescued by a strange swordsman.

The swordsman made a request that as long as the woman can cook meals that suit his taste and are not repeated every day, he will protect the restaurant for a day.

Unexpectedly, the woman's craftsmanship was extraordinary, and she cooked 360 unrepeated meals for five days in a row. The swordsman also kept her promise and lived in the restaurant for a year.

The story of the two was passed down as a good story for a while, attracting many guests who came here admiringly.

A year later, the beautiful woman bought a restaurant and married a swordsman.