"Clouds yearn for her garments, flowers for her face... How beautifully written!"
Wang Yingqiu muttered something, then said seriously, "I don't care, the poems written for me have to be better than this, at least as good as hers!"
When it comes to writing poetry, Jing Zhe is not afraid.
He put his arm around her shoulder and coaxed, "No problem, not just one, but ten or eight songs are no problem at all!"
Wang Yingqiu rolled her eyes at him before saying, "Alright, you're so busy today, I won't keep you any longer, go on your way!"
Jing Zhe nodded, then asked, "Master, do you know anyone with a particularly sharp tongue? I need their help!"
"Bai Lu, she has a sharp tongue!"
"..."
Jing Zhe was completely dumbfounded, wondering if the "mouth" he was talking about was the same as the "mouth" she was talking about? Had she misunderstood?
Then Wang Yingqiu said, "Since I've already spoken for you in the literature section, you'll definitely need someone eloquent to speak for the other sections. Although Bai Lu is a woman, she's been in Wuxian Garden for many years and has dealt with all sorts of people, so she's very smooth-talking. Just ask her!"
"..."
Jing Zhe wiped the cold sweat from his forehead: So this is what you mean by "mouth"! Then I'm not afraid anymore!
"Okay, then I might ask her for help recently. Is there anything going on at Wuxian Garden?"
"It's alright, I'll keep an eye on her, you can use her as you like!"
"..."
So, Jing Zhe came downstairs.
Bai Lu was standing downstairs when she saw him and smiled sweetly, "Young Master Jing, are you getting ready to go back?"
"Yes, but I need to discuss some things with you before I go back."
"You want to...discuss something with me?"
Bai Lu was a little lost in thought. After she came to her senses, she smiled and said, "What can I do for you, Young Master Jing? Should we... go somewhere else?"
After saying this, she leaned closer and whispered in Jing Zhe's ear, "Young Master Jing, my room is right next door, and it's very quiet inside..."
Startled, Jing Zhe took a step back. "We can talk about it here!"
Then he became serious, and without any preamble or setup for Bai Lu, he went straight to the point. Bai Lu's eyes lit up after hearing this, and she marveled at it.
Seeing her radiant expression, Jing Zhe smiled and asked, "How about it, Bai Lu? Can you manage?"
"I can do it, because I deal with all kinds of people every day, so I'm not intimidated."
Bai Lu asked, "But Bai Lu has a few more questions."
"Please feel free to speak."
"Firstly, I am, after all, a member of Wuxian Garden, and I have to work hard there every day. If I were to help Young Master Jing, what would the Garden Master think..."
"You don't need to worry about that, because the owner recommended you to me. Otherwise, I wouldn't have known!"
"I was recommended by the owner of the garden..."
Bai Lu murmured to herself for a while, and her eyes brightened.
"Then there's the Fragrance Pavilion that Young Master Jing just mentioned. It's the biggest restaurant in Jingzhou. I don't think I've ever heard of it before. There are even storytellers there... I wonder if they'll agree to let me go there?"
"It must be possible."
"Why?"
"Because this Fragrant Abode will soon be mine!"
"..."
Seeing Jing Zhe's confident expression, Bai Lu didn't dwell on the matter any longer. "One last question is that Young Master Jing would be best off bringing your newspapers over so I can familiarize myself with them beforehand. Otherwise, I'm afraid I might not do a good job and embarrass... Young Master!"
Jing Zhe smiled and said, "No problem. I'll have someone deliver the newspaper when I get back to the newspaper office. And don't worry about Wenxiangju either. Tonight, it's all up to you!"
"Young Master Jing, rest assured! Bai Lu will certainly not let you down!"
Bai Lu looked confident.
...
Because he had spent some time at Wuxian Garden, it was already quite late when Jing Zhe arrived at the newspaper office, but the area in front of the office was empty.
Upon entering the newspaper office, Jing Zhe asked curiously, "Hasn't Wu Pin arrived yet? Why is no one at the entrance?"
Chen Jiannan came over and said, "Yes, in the past, although Wu Pin was not convinced by President Jing, he still worked diligently every day, leaving early and returning late. But today he did not come over as usual."
"Huh..."
After thinking about it, Jing Zhe seemed to understand the reason.
Yesterday in the imperial court, Wu Xianyong was humiliated by him in every way. It's no wonder he won't let him off easily when he gets home!
However, Jing Zhe was a little unaccustomed to the sudden absence of such a gatekeeper. He had originally planned to wait until the newspaper was published and see him leave on his own, but he didn't expect that he would leave before the newspaper was even published. But given his determination to trip him up, would he come back tomorrow?
So he laughed and said, "Don't worry, maybe someone in Wu Pin's family died? For example, his grandfather was in poor health. I saw him at court yesterday and I was quite worried about him. Maybe he died? I guess Wu Pin will arrive tomorrow. It's a good thing to rest today!"
"..."
After hearing this, everyone looked at each other in bewilderment.
Who was Wu Pin's grandfather?
That's Wu Xianyong, the Vice Minister of War!
President Jing, aren't you cursing Vice Minister Wu to die?
Besides, even if he really died, Wu Pin couldn't possibly stay at home for only one day, could he? And he even said it was a good thing…
However, considering how Wu Pin treated Jing Zhe when he first came to the newspaper, it's understandable.
"President Jing, Young Master Wu... won't be coming again!"
Just then, a familiar, deep voice rang out from behind the crowd. Jing Zhe looked and saw that it was the same burly man who had been so pitiful back then, now seemingly a laborer in the General Affairs Department.
"I remember you're an employee in the general affairs department now, right? What's your name again? How's it going in the general affairs department?"
The burly man was clearly surprised that Jing Zhe would remember him, a nobody, and said excitedly, "Reporting to President Jing, my name is Li Dazhu, and I'm doing very well in the General Affairs Department!"
Jing Zhe nodded and smiled, "Da Zhu Zi, why did you say Wu Pin wouldn't be coming?"
"President Jing, our family lives very close to Minister Wu's family. This morning I heard some things about the Wu family, so I know that Wu Pin will not be coming again!"
Li Dazhu said smugly.
"What? Minister Wu is really dead?"
"..."
Li Dazhu paused for a moment, then shook his head: "No, Vice Minister Wu is not dead, it's Wu Pin who is dead—pui pui pui, he's not dead, he was beaten half to death, and he won't be coming back!"
"Oh? Tell me more!"
“Our two families don’t live far apart. I used to go to the Wu family’s house often, so I know the Wu family’s gatekeepers very well. This morning, when I passed by, I heard them whispering, so I went over to listen and found out that Wu Pin was beaten and thrown out after returning home yesterday. No one knows where he escaped to, and he was almost beaten to death. He had no choice but to run back home. Who knew that Vice Minister Wu would not let him off the hook at all? Even though he was beaten badly outside, his cousin Wu De still gave him a severe beating. It is said that he will not be able to get out of bed for at least ten days or half a month!”
"..."
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