Rise From the Humble

  Chapter 409 The next official toasts you

  The setting sun slanted to the west, and the gorgeous sunset glow dyed the entire capital red. An errand servant delivered a note to the concierge of Linhuaihou's mansion, and left happily feeling the heavy bounty. Not long after, Li Shu received this note.

   "Why doesn't my uncle come to eat?" The little maid puffed up her cheeks, looking at the table full of food with regret.

   "Will love come or not!"

  Li Shu pouted her red lips, crumpled the note in her hand, threw it far away, then got up and walked out. Against the background of the setting sun, she wore an orange pleated dress, which became more and more elegant and noble. A mahogany hairpin was inserted obliquely into her smooth long hair, and her beautiful face was covered with delicate makeup, making her look like a fairy.

Stinky toad, bad toad. Li Shu pouted her small mouth as she walked, and she couldn't stop complaining. When she reached the note that was thrown far away, she stopped for a while. It looked like a stinky toad, but after stepping on it, it bent down and stretched out its slender hand to pick up the note in his hand.

   "Miss, what's the matter?" The little maid of Baozi opened her mouth in surprise at the door.

   "I'm going to burn it!" Li Shu turned around and showed her small canine teeth at the little maid of Baozi, as if she was stepping on her feet and couldn't get rid of her anger, and she had to burn the note to ashes to vent her anger.

   The little maid of Baozi shrank her head back in fright, lest the fire at the city gate would harm the fish in the pond and implicate herself.

  When the little maid of Baozi was worrying about what to do with the table of delicacies, Zhu Ping'an's dinner party had already begun. Although it is not delicacies from mountains and seas, there are all kinds of chicken, duck, fish and meat, and the dishes are also very rich. Several jars of daughter red are rippling with aroma between toasts and chips, and the atmosphere is the same for a while.

   "Lord Zhu, I would like to offer you a toast."

   After drinking a few glasses together, everyone also toasted each other to get to know each other. At this time, Zhang Juzheng also took a glass of wine and respected the cheerful Zhu Pingan who was eating next to him.

  Zhu Pingan was still biting an oily meat skewer in his mouth. He watched Zhang Juzheng pronouncing his subordinates, and raised the wine glass to himself, but he didn't react for a while.

Zhu Pingan's impression of Zhang Juzheng in his mind is the image of the chief minister of the cabinet in history, one person under ten thousand people, powerful in power, and manipulating the entire Ming Dynasty under the applause. At this moment, Zhang Juzheng calls himself an official , and toasted himself, this image made Zhu Pingan unable to react for a while.

   "Master Zhu?" Zhang Juzheng held the wine glass for a second, seeing that Zhu Ping'an didn't respond, he couldn't help but smiled and called out again. He was personable, elegant and stylish.

  It was only after Zhang Juzheng called Master Zhu that Zhu Pingan realized that this was Zhang Juzheng toasting himself. It was a real scene, the master who will be at the helm of Ming Dynasty in the future was toasting himself with wine.

   "Ahem, what did you just say?" Zhu Ping'an suddenly became agitated, swallowed the skewered meat in his mouth, and quickly wiped his hands with a handkerchief.

   "Master Zhu?" Zhang Juzheng was a little surprised, but he repeated it.

   "It's not this sentence, but the last sentence?" Zhu Pingan looked at Zhang Juzheng, his eyes full of encouragement.

   "My lord Zhu, I would like to offer you a toast." Zhang Juzheng felt that he couldn't keep up with Zhu Pingan's train of thought, but he repeated it.

  Zhu Ping'an heard the words, as if drinking Shiquan Dabu soup, his face seemed to be congested, and Zhang Juzheng said to himself that he was an official! For some reason, it’s as refreshing as eating Shiquan Dabu Dan! This is Zhang Juzheng, the future prime minister, a well-known master in history, and at this moment, he actually calls himself a low-ranking official!

  Whether it was Jiajing, Yan Song, or Yan Shifan before, these great people in history need to be looked up to. This is probably the first time that a good person in history talked to himself in this tone.

  Really, this feels like a person who is still considering whether to eat the old sauerkraut-flavored instant noodles or Master Kong beef instant noodles, but the national husband Wang Sicong suddenly appears and bows to himself: Hello boss, I am Xiao Wang.

  After being excited, Zhu Pingan laughed at himself again, he was really worthless! Zhang Juzheng said to himself that he would be able to get excited like this if he was dismissed as an official, but he became short-sighted and hopeless, ha ha.

   Zhang Juzheng is currently dormant and accumulating energy, and he will soar into the sky in the future.

  At this moment, Zhang Juzheng is under him. In the future, Zhang Juzheng can be the chief assistant of Ming Dynasty, and Zhang Juzheng can be at the helm of Ming Dynasty in the future!

  Why can't I?

   What young people are most afraid of is satisfaction, and what they are least afraid of is greed!

  If Zhang Juzheng is still 100,000 miles away from Shoufu and the helm of Daming, then he is at most 99,999 miles away, which is a little closer than him.

  Hehe, since he is walking ahead of him now, why don't you think about it.

  The collision of thoughts in his mind seemed complicated, but in fact, it was completed in such a 0.01 second, and Zhu Pingan's ambition also took root and sprouted at this moment.

   "Senior brother said this is really a shameful little brother, I should respect senior brother." Zhu Pingan shook his head and smiled, then raised his wine glass to toast Zhang Juzheng.

  There is a reason for Zhu Pingan to call Zhang Juzheng Senior Brother. Zhang Juzheng Jinshi was earlier than Zhu Pingan, and his master was also Xu Jie. Under the same division, it is reasonable for Zhu Pingan to call Zhang Juzheng Senior Brother.

Hearing Zhu Ping'an's words, Zhang Juzheng was slightly surprised. Just now when Zhu Pingan asked him to repeat this sentence, Zhang Juzheng also said that Zhu Ping'an is a superficial and vain person. An old man who enjoys living in officialdom for several years like him called him such a fledgling official. However, he didn't show it because of the depth of the city, but he was a little surprised when he heard Zhu Ping'an say that.

   But it was only slightly surprised. In Zhang Juzheng's heart, the superficial image Zhu Pingan left on Zhang Juzheng when he visited Xu Jie's teacher last time did not change much.

   "Hehe, look at the two of you, why don't you give in, just drink together." The person next to him couldn't stand it, and said with a smile.

   Then, Zhu Ping'an and Zhang Juzheng looked at each other, smiled, and drank a toast together.

  The atmosphere at the wine table was very good, and everyone talked happily. Apart from eating, Zhu Pingan watched and listened carefully when everyone was talking. He just watched and listened to other people talking. Everyone thought that Zhu Ping'an was respectful, but they didn't know that Zhu Ping'an was watching their mouth shapes from the corner of his eye and practicing lip language.

Just listening and watching, Zhu Pingan combined the theory of lip language that he saw from "Yongle Dadian" in the afternoon with practice. Slowly, Zhu Pingan felt that his lip language ability was slowly improving. You can really read the voice slowly.

   "Hey, do you feel that the powdery smell on Shuda's body is too strong?"

   "Yes, he smelled it as soon as he walked in"

  The two people on the opposite side toasted their glasses and talked in a low voice. Zhu Pingan watched their mouth changes from the corner of his eye, and listened to their conversation to a good degree.

  (end of this chapter)