Before it got dark, the Marquis of Guanjun's Mansion was already bustling with activity.
Tonight is the grand occasion when Marquis Guanjun entertains all his officials and friends, so it is naturally extremely lively.
Lin Che's current identity is no longer the Earl of Jing'an, but now he is the Marquis of Guanjun, and in a short period of time, he has accomplished one great thing after another.
These civil and military officials were desperate to get an invitation. If they really didn't get one, they would ask around to see who had received an invitation and then go and get one.
The result was that one official held the invitation, followed by seven or eight other officials.
Lin Che naturally didn't mind this. After all, these people definitely didn't come here empty-handed, they all had to bring gifts.
"Boss Lin—haha. Little brother is here!"
The first to show up was the young master of Zuiyue Tower, Sheng Huainan.
Some time ago, he made Zuiyue Tower famous with Lin Che's poems, and he has been attracting a constant stream of customers.
Lin Che was then crowned Champion Marquis. Immediately, the tea prices at Zuiyuelou increased tenfold. Furthermore, paired reservations were required.
Sheng Huainan, dressed like a handsome young man, waved his hand and said, "Come, carry in the ten boxes of gifts I sent to Brother Lin. Be careful, they are very expensive. If you break them, you won't be able to pay them back even if you work for eighty years."
That voice was as if he was afraid that others would not know how valuable the gift he gave was.
Lin Che smiled and said, "Brother Sheng, thank you for the expense."
"Boss, just call me Brother Sheng. Back then... we hit it off right away, sharing the good and the bad together. It seems like it was just last month."
"It was last month. Come on in and take a seat. I've got a good seat for you."
Lin Che greeted with a smile.
Xiaoqing was smiling brightly, and she was dressed like a young lady from a wealthy family. She said in a sweet voice, "Master Sheng, please follow me."
When Sheng Huainan saw Xiaoqing's appearance, his eyes lit up and he felt relieved.
As expected. This little girl still has me in her mind. She dressed up so beautifully today just to show off in front of me.
well. . .
This is really difficult to deal with. The talented lady Gong Huachao will also be here tonight. What if the two of them meet and compete for each other's favor?
If they start competing for my favor now, and they give birth to my children in the future, if it's a boy and a girl, won't the competition be even more intense?
I'm damn charming.
After a while, Xiaoqing led Sheng Huainan into the mansion and walked back to the gate with a strange look on her face.
"Master, what's wrong with Master Sheng? He keeps sighing and shaking his head..."
“Don’t pay attention to this narcissist.” Lin Che waved his hand and continued to stand at the door.
Xiaoqing continued, "Master, when other people have a big banquet, the host usually greets the guests inside. Why are you running to the door?"
"It's okay, I'll just see who has the nerve to come empty-handed."
Lin Che was speaking from the heart. This time, she was sending out invitations with the sole purpose of reaping a fortune. She couldn't let anyone take advantage of the situation.
Moreover, when these distinguished guests saw Lin Che standing at the door to greet them, they naturally felt that they were valued.
"Marquis Wu'an, Zhang Erhe—come to congratulate!"
In front, Da Zhuang loudly announced the visitor's name.
Lin Che immediately went forward to greet them with a big smile. Seeing two servants carrying gifts behind Zhang Erhe, Lin Che's smile became even brighter.
The Marquis of Wu'an was not won by Zhang Erhe's fighting, but was hereditary and passed down from his great-grandfather's generation.
However, this is also worthy of respect.
After Zhang Erhe sent someone to deliver the gifts, he pulled Lin Che aside:
"Marquis Guanjun, haha, our two families should have more exchanges in the future. From the first time I saw you, I knew you were an absolute gem, and I had a good impression of you."
I don't have any feelings for you.
The first time I saw you, you blended into the crowd and cursed me.
Not only did you curse me, your son from the Confucian Academy also shouted "My father Zhang Erhe" and cursed me by relying on his status.
"Lord Zhang, I felt a strong liking for you the moment I saw you."
"Really? Ahahaha. Maybe, Lord Lin, you and I will become close friends regardless of age difference."
Zhang Erhe acted like he was already familiar with the situation. He whispered, "By the way, the former Minister of Revenue, Zhou Wei, was on good terms with me. His grandson, Zhou Xianchun, had previously offended you, Lord Lin. The Zhou family has never found a suitable opportunity to apologize to you."
"Today, he insisted on asking me to send his apology gift over. He will come to apologize in person someday. He also hopes that Lord Lin will not bother with his grandson."
Zhou Xianchun, oh, that’s the student who scolded him back then.
He had previously filed a complaint directly with the Emperor in the Golden Palace, and he had also taken the initiative to approach Zhou Wei, the former Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, and demanded one million taels of silver.
But the other party ignored him.
And now?
Zhou Wei took the initiative to give gifts and even went to apologize.
This officialdom is just so realistic. Zhou Xianchun is still in jail, but the Zhou family not only doesn't dare to bear a grudge against Lin Che, but also sends gifts to apologize.
Otherwise, the Zhou family was worried that Lin Che would bear a grudge against them. In one sentence, Zhou Xianchun would never be able to escape from prison. The Zhou family would also suffer.
"Huh—it turns out to be Zhou Xianchun."
Lin Che's face was stern, and he seemed very angry. He took two deep breaths before saying:
"If anyone else had come, I would have hit him. But Lord Zhang, please come here. I'm still going to do you a favor. I'll accept this gift. Later, Lord Zhang, please set up a party so we can sit down and talk."
Zhang Erhe suddenly felt very proud.
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