"Brother-in-law, I heard that the old lady praised Tang Li just now. This... sister... I...", busy arranging the old lady and the other party. Before the housekeeper Zheng was standing at the middle gate was breathing, he heard a boy wearing thick silk touching him up, and he was ruthless and stopped talking.

When he saw him, the first reaction of Butler Zheng was a woman with disheveled hair and cried. Her face changed. She snorted coldly in her nostrils: "Hait up and look up, look at your trivial look, and you still want to compete for favor with Tang Li? How much effort did Duochu take to say that the wife agreed to keep you, and I even arranged for you to serve in the master's study. You are fine. It's been more than a month now, and I can't even talk to the adults. I'm shrinking my waist and shoulders every day. Tang Li, what's wrong with Tang Li? They are all from small families. Look at their demeanor, you can't compare to a hundred! Humph, it's a waste of time!"

After taking advantage of the situation, Mr. Zheng was more happy. The one who was not good at color looked at him again and said, "In the past two days, I will have arrangements. You don't have to worry about it. But if you can catch the opportunity, it depends on you. Why don't you hurry up and work." He just waited for the boy with thick silk to turn around and take a few steps before he saw him sighed, "I will do my best to do your business. Let's talk about your sister to the evening, and let him stop looking for death. It's bad luck!"

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Xiaopangqiuer has never left the old lady. She returned to the courtyard alone early. Tang Li was bored and was about to go home. But as soon as she left the study door, she saw Bier walking in from the courtyard door and saying, "Tang Li, the butler asked you to go there, please give me some instructions."

In this mansion, except for Lord Jun's family, everyone else was under the jurisdiction of the housekeeper. Tang Li was no exception. He was eating and being controlled by others. After listening to the summons, he could only temporarily put down his mind to go home and go to the side hall of the front yard.

"Oh, it's Tang Li coming! OK, sit down, sit down and talk." As soon as he walked into the side hall, the Butler Zheng, who was scolding a few servants with a stern face, smiled, put down the things at hand, and came forward and said.

Seeing the abnormal behavior of Butler Zheng, Tang Li muttered next, but with a look on his face, crossed his hands and bowed: "Butler, you are very busy, and you can just say anything. It's just that the kid is weak. If you can't do many things, please don't blame me."

With other servants on his side, Tang Li's tone of this words was indeed not respectful, but the Butler Zheng did not change at all, and his smile still said: "If you don't talk about the praise from the wife a few days ago, you are the one who praised the old lady at the door of the mansion today! I personally recruited you into the mansion that day, and this Butler is also honored today! Tang Li, you are worthy of being a model for our family. I am thinking that after this post, please don't be too humble. Haha, sit down and say."

Since entering the envoy's mansion, Tang Li has never seen the good face of Butler Zheng. Today, he did this so that the young man was shaking his heart, and he had no intention of going around with him and said straight: "If there is anything, the butler will give him the order."

"We all recruited the mansion together. Look at Tang Li. We never procrastinate in our work. Think about your hard work when you encounter problems! Humph, stand up for me and deal with you later." After turning around, he scolded the family members again, and turned around and smiled at the housekeeper Zheng said, "This is the thing. Seeing that the old lady's birthday is approaching, the more people come to celebrate the birthday. It is really difficult to be responsible for arranging and entertaining them, especially the two who have just arrived, are famous figures in Chang'an. These servants who don't know how to do a slutty poem and books are really unable to serve. I can't say that, so I have to let you support this for two days."

After hearing this, Tang Li pondered for a moment and said, "The boy's job is to study with the young master in the study, and he can't live without him there. Butler, look..."

"Of course, the young master's studies are a big deal, so naturally he cannot delay it. However, this job takes up a short time and will not delay the companionship tomorrow afternoon. You don't need to worry about this." After hearing Tang Li's refusal, Butler Zheng's face remained unchanged and he said with a smile.

Seeing that he said this, Tang Li knew that it was hard to refuse the matter, so he asked lightly: "How to support the law, please let the housekeeper tell me clearly."

"Haha, this matter is simple. These two honored guests are on a long journey and are resting now. All the people around you are ready. Tang Li, what you have to do is arrange their activities tomorrow morning and don't make them feel that our envoy is neglecting them. These two are both elegant people. Ali, you have to spend more time. Well, that's it. If you need to find other servants to cooperate with them, you can just ask for the officers to cooperate with them." After giving the instructions to the department, Manager Zheng stared at Tang Li with bright eyes, waiting for him to refuse, and it would be better to take the opportunity to write an article.

"It turned out to be a reception," Tang Li said after thinking for a moment, "I should do my best to do this, so I will say goodbye."

Seeing that Tang Li had actually agreed to the job directly, Butler Zheng was slightly stunned and said, "Okay, go!"

"A small family that has never even been born in Jinzhou City is poor. Even if you are a little smart, what kind of world can you see? When the master sees your ugly appearance tomorrow morning, hum..." As he watched Tang Lima Yi go away, the smile on Butler Zheng's face suddenly turned cold and he said to himself.

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The morning glow in the sky first rose, and the blue sky was shining like a clean and clear morning. It was on such a bright and clear morning that the sound of "peeling" knocking on the door sounded at the guest house of the Jinzhou Envoy Mansion.

Last night, when the host was warmly invited to the guests, Zhai Yan drank a lot. Now, when he was hangover, he felt dizzy in his head and eyes. He vaguely heard a faint voice from outside, saying: "The mud stove is ready, and the incense is burning. Please get up and go to the back garden."

After the little boy was served, he got up and washed up. As soon as Cui Yan left the room, he saw Wang Jin, who was traveling with him, and a handsome boy with a handsome face and a disheveled temperament, and then bowed and smiled: "Officer Wang Lang really has a good alcohol tolerance, and he is not as good as he can. I admire him, really admire him."

"What's the alcohol tolerance? I didn't see Brother Zhai drinking in Chang'an. I thought my brother never approached this thing. But when I saw him last night, I realized that this matter was Damiao. The brother was hidden in his heart." Wang Jin was about thirty years old. He was tall and had a crown of jade. He was very handsome. He was really extreme with the black-faced Zhai Yan.

When Zhai Yan heard this, he smiled bitterly and said, "It's not that I'm not easy to drink, but my masters and brothers are here in Chang'an. Even if I want to drink, I can only hold it hard. Now that I've come to Shannan, it would be a pity if I don't feed the wine insects well."

"Okay, I'll write down this. If Brother Zhai doesn't give me a painting of ink, let's do it in front of Wu Sheng." Wang Jin's threatening words did not scare Zhai Yan. He saw him grinning and laughed: "My master's paintings have always been colored by me. Wang Langguan dared not forget Brother Ling's new village? If I scolded my master for drinking, I'm afraid that I will inevitably fail to paint Brother Ling's murals. Wang Taisheng punished him. Hehe, Lord Langguan is afraid that he will also have to eat and lose! I don't know what it looks like when I think of Brother Ling's elegance and style of starting a family."

As soon as these words were spoken, Wang Jin suddenly turned bitter and shook his hand and said, "Stop it, let's just reveal this matter. Alas! It's a pity that Wu Gongfeng Huajiao, why did he accept such a tired apprentice as a young brother? People in the capital call you "slim or not." It's true that they were right!" As soon as they finished speaking, the two were smiling at each other.

The boy in Mai-woman standing next to him saw that it was a conversation, so he smiled and went forward and said, "How about you, sirs, please go to the back garden?"

"What Wang Lang said just now is not bad. It's not that I'm tired, but my master and my brothers are too square. Furthermore, if you really meet the master, you must not call it "Wu Gongfeng". Call Wu Daozi, or Mr. Daozi, he will like it more." While walking side by side with Wang Jin, Zhai Yan continued: "You guy wants to draw, so I naturally don't dare to refuse, I just have to exchange things for it?"

"As a young disciple of Mr. Daozi, the youngest brother, has a pair of calligraphy. Now Chang'an has a market value of 100%. I am a small prince from the lower level of the sixth rank. I am a palace gatekeeper. What can I see your magic?" After hearing Zhai Yan agree to give the painting, Wang Jin, who was overjoyed, saw him laughing strangely, and felt a bitter face. He said, "Can you beating your brother's master..."

"Good thoughts, guessing at all is good. What is money? To be honest, I recently painted a landscape painting, which was praised by my family master. Unfortunately, there is no good poem for painting, and this artistic conception will inevitably be much worse. If Lord Lang Guan can help me make a good poem, let alone a painting, even three or four of them will be my answer."

"There are so many famous poets in Chang'an, why do you think about your brother? I have asked him for four times last two months, but now I really can't speak..."

"There are many poets in Chang'an, but if you talk about the wonders of mountains and rivers, not the capital, who can compare with Brother Ling in this world? Wang Wei and Wang Mojie, only these five words can live up to my two-year hard work "New Rain Picture of Empty Mountains". Brother Wang, you will help me no matter what." At this point, Zhai Yan laughed, his face and eyes full of desire.

Not to mention how these two people said, the boy in Mai who was half a step ahead could not help but pause when he heard their conversation, and became excited inexplicably, muttering to himself: "The painting saint Wu Daozi, the poet Buddha Wang Wei, and these famous characters who have been famous throughout the ages are... ".
Chapter completed!