In the afternoon, there was no empty space in Fanlou, the first restaurant in the capital. Xu Ping and several colleagues walked outside Donghua Gate for a while, and finally found a seat in Zhongshan Main Store not far away, chose a small pavilion and sat down.

These restaurants are said to be so prosperous. The guests here are either rich or noble. In fact, the real high-ranking officials and nobles in the city are still disdainful. They have good chefs at home, they brew the best wine and have charming singing girls. All the enjoyment can be enjoyed at their own homes, so why bother showing up in these places?

The most common official figures in restaurants are common officials like Xu Ping who have a little power. The higher-ranking servants and high-ranking officials are disdainful to come, and the lower-ranking low-ranking officials cannot afford to come.

Today, Xu Ping was naturally Zuodong, and was pushed to the main position and sat down with the guest and host.

Wang Gongchen is the youngest and has the closest relationship with Xu Ping. He called the servant over and ordered food and food, and sent him out.

Most of the people who are sitting in today are Xu Ping under his colleagues from the Sansi. His family is not in the capital and he has nowhere to go at this time. It is rare for Xu Ping to think about them and come out to gather together to relieve the loneliness of being an official in a foreign land.

Among the few people, except Wang Gongchen, who was single, most of them were already forty-five years old, so they only ordered two female prostitutes to sit and sing the popular songs, and slowly waited for the wine and food to come.

If he was the farthest family, it would be Wang Bin, who was sentenced to the three sects. His ancestors were originally from Gwangju. Later, with his clan members, he went from Fujian Road to Silla because of disputes with others. From then on, the Wang family became prosperous in Silla. Wang Bin's grandfather and father were both the ruling ministers of Silla, and they had very real power. When Wang Bin was eighteen years old, he entered the Imperial Academy as a tribute student in the New Robin. He was also a Jinshi in Chunhua for three years and became an official in the local area. He was transferred to the capital before the New Year to judge the sect.

In the words of Xu Ping's previous life, Wang Bin was still a returnee, and his family was quite powerful in Silla. However, in this era, there was no preferential treatment for returnees. He was also promoted step by step like his Jinshi, and he entered the capital to become an official at the age of 40 or 50.

"The moonlight shines through the branches, the short leaves and small flowers are weak. Beibin calls the flute and blames Jiangnan for the first time.

Who can teach you to have a strong sense of blooming before? I am passionate about spring memories. Let everyone get drunk and rest in the rain."

The female prostitute sitting in front was only fifteen or sixteen years old, and she was pretty and looked down and sang Zhang Xianxin's poem "Good Things Are Coming" that had not been long since she came to Beijing. Her expression was half coquettish and half shy.

Listening to the pleasant singing, Xu Ping suddenly remembered that the two great poets Zhang Xian and Liu Sanbian, who were ranked first in the eighth year of Tiansheng, were still in the local area at this time. The poems and lyrics are charming, and lyrics are a pastime work. In this era, they were not valued by literati and doctors. Even if new lyrics spread all over the world, the two still had no personal appreciation.

Everyone here today has a far less reputation than these two poets in their later generations, but except for Wang Gongchen, their current official positions are something that Zhang Xian and Liu Sanbian cannot earn in their entire lives. Although these people are not high-ranking officials, they are just civil officials.

This is how history is. The vision of later generations is very different from that of today, although there is no right or wrong in the middle.

Xu Chang walked inside with the white-fried man, and from time to time, a few figures flashed out from the curtains on both sides of the road. They all had extremely luxurious food and drinks, and even all the tableware and wine utensils were made of silverware, and there were also beautiful women by their side.

The white-faced official kept introducing what Du Shangshu, Zhou Pushe, and Wu Shizhong. Along the way, the official titles Xu Chang heard had already exceeded the number of high-ranking officials in the court.

Although Xu Chang was careful, he still couldn't figure out which family these people belong to. However, one thing is certain that their masters either have noble status or hold great power.

After passing through the yard, I finally arrived at a hall.

The white-faced man smiled all over his face, stood by the door and bowed, "Sir Xu, please come in, and when he got into the house, he met the Grand Master, we will be a family from now on."

In this era, civil officials are respected, and the top of civil officials is the Taishi, which is a title that is more respectful than any prince or prince. Xu Chang was puzzled. Although the servants like to call them high officials, at most they are only one level or two levels higher than the master's family, but those who are four or five levels higher are a bit too much. They are called Taishi, and I don't know what position this person's family is. Among the civil and military officials in the court, officials who can be called this can be counted by their fingers.

When I entered the hall, I saw five or six members of the staff sitting in the hall. I don’t know what their identity was. Two teenage maids stood behind each, gently pinching their shoulders and rubbing their legs behind them.

In the middle of the hall, an old man with white hair and beard sat, looking at his kind-hearted and rosy face, and he was really a man with a long hair and a fairy-like face.

The white-faced official followed Xu Chang and bent down and said, "The one sitting on it is Mr. Liu. We can have such a life all depends on Mr. Liu."

A middle-aged official next to him said aloud: "In Kaifeng City, the matters on the official side are decided by the emperor and prime minister in the imperial city. Are they the ones under the official side? But it is our Grand Master Liu who has the final say!"

Master Liu glanced at the middle-aged official and said slowly: "Yu Bi, how can you say such a ruthless thing? We are just making a living, and we are asking those officials for the blessings, how can we be so disrespectful!"

The middle-aged official hurriedly smiled and said, "The Master taught me a lesson, Yubi said it wrong!"

The white-faced man greeted the old man and then introduced Xu Chang: "Trior, this is the Marquis of Yongning and Deputy Envoy of the Salt and Iron. The affairs of Xu's house are all handled by Mr. Xu."

Xu Chang didn't know what kind of formation this was, so he had to bow to the old man: "Xu Chang has met Master Liu."

Master Liu smiled and nodded: "Yes, Minister Xu is also a young talent. I often hear people around you mention you. Your master Xu Ping is a good family with Li Guojiu. The Li family is a new nobleman in the court, and no one of the royal relatives can compare with the emperor. Your master is naturally no match for others in the eyes of the emperor. In addition, he has made military achievements in Lingnan and has a bright future."

The white-faced official standing beside Xu Chang smiled and added: "The Grand Tutor, not only the Grand Tutor, when Xu Ping became a Jinshi, auspicious light appeared in heaven, which was considered a good omen for this dynasty. I often heard people mention these days, and the emperor must also like this."

"Yes, yes, I forgot if you don't mention it." Grand Master Liu nodded with a smile, "It's even more amazing. Deputy Envoy Xu Ping is a native of Kaifeng. It's much more convenient for your mansion to do things than others' homes."

Xu Chang didn't know what this person said, but just watched coldly. The white-fed man named Sun Wanglou, and everyone called him Baimian Sun Qilang, who opened a rice and noodles shop in the capital. Xu Chang met him by chance, but just because he could chat, he often walked around each other. A few days ago, he said that he would open a joint shop, which was also Sun Qilang.

Xu Chang originally thought that he was just following the fate of Sun Qilang, but he didn't expect that Master Liu would be drawn later.

Seeing Xu Chang not speaking, Master Liu said with a kind smile: "You and I will inevitably be alienated when we first met. It's okay. As the saying goes, we will be familiar with each other again and again. If you go around Qilang more in the future, you will naturally know the key points here. There are always many difficulties in doing things in officials. They need to use money and take care of some small things. You will know the difficulties in that time."

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