I have to admit that the food of this beautiful chef is indeed well-made, mainly light, which is in line with the eating habits of northerners. As for what the ultimate delicacy is, Jiang Lang doesn’t know that he didn’t have the opportunity to taste the skills of those top chefs in five-star hotels. When he came to the Ming Dynasty, he had been to one of the best restaurants. However, the taste of the dishes inside is indeed worse than the taste of the dishes made by this beautiful chef now. In addition, the beauty of this beautiful chef is not bad. When he eats it, he thinks that these dishes are in and out of the hands of such beautiful chefs, so naturally there is a bit more flavor.

While eating, Xiren also accompanied her. Seeing the degree of intimacy between her and Wang Zhongshu, Jiang Lang was once again confused about Wang Zhongshu. Who was this person? The cruel and ruthless person mentioned by the Third Prince and Jiang Chengzhi, or the person who is now unruly, romantic and charming, giving people a sense of a playboy. However, when Jiang Lang was disappointed, this meal came, Wang Zhongshu only talked about the romantic and romantic things, not about the court at all, so he wanted to see through this person's plan was considered disappointing.

After lunch, I don’t know whether it was Wang Zhongshu’s intentional arrangement or Xiren’s unintentional act. Zi Ling was pulled by her to study vocal music, and left the two adults alone in the small hall. In one corner of the small hall, a faint blue smoke filled the entire hall, which gave the small hall a faint fragrance, and this faint fragrance would not make people feel depressed at all, but would make you feel shocked. It seems that the spices were carefully selected, which was not an ordinary product.

The tea was quickly brought up. Jiang Lang gently lifted the tea cup and saw only two tea leaves floating in the tea cup. The green color seemed to be like just picked. The whole tea also turned green, and bursts of fragrance and easy-going water vapor rushed towards him.

"Good tea!"

Jiang Lang couldn't help but praise that although he didn't know much about tea, based on his own feelings, Jiang Lang also knew that this tea was not comparable to that of ordinary tea.

Wang Zhongshu smiled slightly and said, "It seems that General Wang knows tea. You are right. This tea is indeed a good tea. The authentic Yuqian Longjing, but it is different from the ordinary Yuqian Longjing. This kind of tea is produced in an extremely special place. Among more than 100 kilograms of tea, only five taels of this kind of tea can be screened out. Even if this kind of tea is paid for tribute, it is less than two kilograms per year. As for the tea circulating on the market every year, it is only ten kilograms. If it is hard to find a thousand gold coins, it is not an exaggeration."

After saying that, Wang Zhongshu picked up the teacup, took a sip, and then smiled, "It's also our good luck. The boss of Fengyun Pavilion has only found a way to get one or two taels recently, which can be regarded as giving me some face, and it doesn't hide it."

Jiang Lang smiled slightly, picked up the teacup, took a sip, and then slowly tasted the taste. Then he smiled and said, "It's hard to find a thousand gold coins, it's true. Today I am the king of Lord Sneaker, otherwise I would never have drunk such good tea in my life."

In Jiang Lang's heart, he began to guess the true identity of the boss of Fengyun Pavilion. If, as Wang Zhongshu said, tea is hard to find, and there are very few circulating on the market, there are not a few princes and nobles in the Ming Dynasty. Moreover, Jiang Lang also believed that these people would not be stingy with this kind of good tea. Now the boss of Fengya Pavilion can buy the tea that he wants for a thousand gold, which shows that this person's identity may not be low. On the other hand, it may be that the boss was willing to take out the tea that he couldn't find for a thousand gold in order to please Wang Zhen.

After hearing this, Wang Zhongshu waved his hand quickly and said, "General Wang is now Zhao Zilong from the Ming Dynasty in the eyes of the emperor. He is highly valued by the emperor. At the same time, he is the son-in-law of the three princes. Moreover, the factory workers attach great importance to General Wang. With your current identity, Feng Yage can only take this little thing out to see you."

Wang Zhongshu pointed Wang Zhen lightly, but he also believed that Jiang Lang heard it clearly, and after speaking, he also looked at Jiang Lang's reaction slightly.

How could Jiang Lang not know Wang Zhongshu's thoughts? He smiled slightly and said, "Chen Zhao Zilong is a general of the Three Kingdoms. How many people in these dynasties can compare with him? Even if I use a spear, but if that is it, the emperor and the prince are in love. I really feel ashamed of Zhao Zilong from the Ming Dynasty."

Jiang Lang also chose to avoid the important things, and did not directly answer Wang Zhongshu's words. Instead, he politely reconciled with Wang Zhongshu and said humbly. However, Jiang Lang couldn't help but consider in the Tumubao Incident that he needed to use Wang Zhen's power to consolidate his power and achieve his goals. However, there was a danger in doing so, that is, whether he would also involve himself when he eliminated Wang Zhen's remaining power. From this, it can be seen that even if he borrowed Wang Zhen's current power, he still

The problem of moderateness is that within the scope of acceptance of all ministers, it cannot make others think that they are Wang Zhen’s party, but at the same time they can also use Wang Zhen’s relationship to consolidate their power. Of course, there is another reason why Jiang Lang will not agree for the time being, that is, if he agrees easily, he will be considered a person who is also a kind of person who is inclined to the enemy. On the contrary, if he is not busy agreeing, he can increase his value. This is like a good gem. The more expensive it is, the better it is in the eyes of ordinary people.

Wang Zhongshu's words were just a test. He was not surprised by Jiang Lang's answer. Instead, he smiled slightly and said, "That's General Wang's humbleness. Perhaps some people think that you were appreciated by the emperor because of the third prince. In fact, it was just those people who had superficial eyes. You should know that General Fan Zhong is a powerful general of the Ming Dynasty. No one can compare with him with his two-handed sledgehammer. General Wang can fight with him with a spear. Although he lost his last move, he can't find anyone who can fight with him for so long and so easily. "

The implication is that Jiang Lang’s defeat is actually pretending.

"That's also General Fan's love."

Jiang Lang was still neither humble nor arrogant, saying: "With General Fan's power, I can defeat me in a few strokes, but because I am worried that I will defeat me in front of the emperor, I am too shameless, so I just played a few moves with me."

"That might be the same!"

The surprisingly Wang Zhongshu did not raise any objection and smiled: "We don't say this now, anyway, everything has passed."

Jiang Lang nodded, picked up the teacup on the table, sipped the tea lightly, and then said, "Mr. Wang said so."

Wang Zhongshu smiled slightly, picked up the teacup, and asked, "I don't know how General Wang views the current situation in the court." After saying that, he sipped a sip of tea and quietly waited for Jiang Lang's answer.

"It's finally time to go."

Jiang Lang smiled slightly in his heart. Wang Zhongshu made a lot of noise and then expressed his purpose. The so-called situation was nothing more than to choose a good bird and live in the woods.

But the situation in the court is not something that can be discussed casually, so Jiang Lang smiled and said, "I used to be just a small Jinyiwei, and I have never been in this capital for a long time. As for the situation in the court, it is naturally not cleared, and it is not convenient to discuss it more. If Lord Wang knows something, he might as well tell me in the next one, so as not to take many detours. As an official, I have to think that Lord Wang will learn more."

Wang Zhongshu smiled softly, and did not show any displeasure on his face. He put down the teacup and said, "General Wang praised him. He is just a martial artist. He knows only the affairs of the court. However, some people probably know at least one thing. Now I understand very well that the factory is highly respected in this court. Many ministers follow the factory stallion. I believe General Wang knows what I mean."

Wang Zhongshu was very honest, and Jiang Lang was a little unbelievable. But thinking about it, he was the only one here, so he was not afraid of this being spread. Then he denied it. With Wang Zhen’s support, no one could do anything to him. Instead, he would be bitten back, so he didn’t have any concerns. While he was surprised, Jiang Lang’s mind began to turn sharply. After weighing the severity, Jiang Lang smiled and said, “I have heard of this for a long time.

It is unquestionable that the prince is respected in the court and is deeply loved by all the great masters in the court. However, I am just a small general of guards and commanding only a thousand people. How can this ability be seen in my father-in-law's eyes? It is because my father-in-law is too respectful. I am worried that the burden is too heavy and I cannot bear it. Moreover, as an official of the court, I will naturally have no energy to do business for the court. Please tell my father-in-law about this."

A cold look flashed in Wang Zhongshu's eyes, but it disappeared immediately. Instead, he smiled and said, "General Wang is too humble. He is a genius at home and a friend at home. General Wang was originally a genius. If someone supports him, he would naturally rise to the top. Now I might as well say that there is only a talent like a general. Since the general has this ability, why do you have to wrong yourself? Why don't you go to the next level? That way, you can do things for the court more. Whether it is the emperor or the father-in-law, you will naturally be very happy."

In life, seeking fame and fortune is nothing more than fame and fortune. Wang Zhongshu naturally understands this. At the same time, he also thinks in his heart that Jianglang naturally cannot refuse.

Jiang Lang thought for a moment, stood up, pushed open the window next to him. The sun was shining outside, clearing thousands of miles away. From time to time, a few pigeons flew across the sky, then sighed and said, "The sky is high and the birds fly, and the sea is wide and the fish leaps."
Chapter completed!