As time went by, we got to know each other.
Only then did Minghua realize that this person was Jiang Ziya.
"Boss Ming, are there any new wines today?" Jiang Ziya arrived again and chose the table closest to the counter to sit down.
"Yes, we just brewed Bamboo Leaf Green." Minghua turned around and called the helper to serve wine, and Jiang Ziya ordered two vegetarian dishes to go with the wine.
When the waiter served the food and drinks, Jiang Ziya said with a smile: "Boss Ming's restaurant business is really good, and Chaoge's public security is also good."
If someone had such a good drink and wanted to keep it for themselves, this small wine shop would not be able to escape. It can be seen that Chaoge's rule is still good, and Jiang Ziya looked towards the palace with a little more satisfaction.
Good things are not afraid of people owning them, but they are afraid of people coveting them.
"Yes! The public security in Chaoge is good. I have been coming to Chaoge for more than a year, and I have not encountered anyone causing trouble once. Thanks to King Zhou and all the adults who worked together to take care of the dynasty, the people of Chaoge are in peace. ." Wen Zhong and others did a good job.
As long as King Zhou did not inscribe on the statue of Nuwa and was not deceived by others, he would not lose his country.
Even if the dynasty changes, King Zhou can completely hand over the dynasty to his son and just change the country's name.
She likes to take advantage of the heavenly ways.
"That's right." Jiang Ziya nodded in agreement, and then said to Minghua, "Boss Ming, does he know how Chaoge can be recommended as an official?"
Minghua glanced at him and smiled helplessly; but she thought of Wen Zhong, "Mr. Jiang is trying to get something done?"
Jiang Ziya smiled sheepishly and nodded honestly even if someone saw through.
"To be honest with the boss, Jiang came to Chaoge this time to seek an official position. However, it was only when he arrived at Chaoge that he learned that if he wanted to become an official in Chaoge, he needed someone to recommend him as a guarantee. But how could I, a commoner, get to know him? A noble person?"
Minghua thought for a moment and asked him, "What is Mr. Jiang good at?"
"Jiang, guess what?"
"That's not easy to arrange. However, there is a position in Chaoge that is quite suitable for you; you can try for Mr. Meibo's Qin Tianjian."
"But, I have no way." Jiang Ziya smiled sadly, "I'm the one who said too much. Boss Ming, please don't mind."
Minghua shook her head, "I know Wen Zhong, why don't you do a fortune telling for me first? If you are right, I will recommend you personally."
"Do you know Mr. Wen Zhong?"
Jiang Ziya's eyes lit up. As a registered disciple of the People's Religion, Brother Xuandu had seen things about Chan Jiao and Jie Jiao with them. He had not heard about the people who were responsible for Jie Jiao. Wen Zhong was the Grand Master of the Shang Dynasty and King Zhou's disciple. Teacher, he has a high position, is loyal, supports the government, and has excellent character.
"It's not like we know each other, but we can still talk to each other."
Jiang Ziya couldn't understand for a moment, but he could still talk to someone he didn't know?
It sounds so unreliable.
"My real name is Minghua; Mr. Jiang, let's just go by my name." I didn't argue with him anymore, and I had enough time to wait and see how he calculated.
"Okay, let's start from Jiang's side." Jiang Ziya pinched his fingers to calculate, and human fingers corresponded to the heavenly stems and earthly branches. Jiang Ziya's calculations came up blank the first time, but he felt a crisis the second time, and he spit out a mouthful of blood the third time.
Jiang Ziya stopped his hand in disbelief, his eyes turning, "Who are you?"
It is impossible for an ordinary person to be unable to calculate. However, he had a perfunctory attitude when calculating for the first time, but he did not calculate anything. The second time he calculated carefully, he still could not calculate. If the calculation was too deep, he would be in danger. feel. The third time, he forced the calculation, so he was bitten and vomited blood.
"It's interesting." Minghua chuckled, took out a jade slip, put it on the counter, and pushed it out, "Mr. Jiang can use this jade slip to visit Wen Zhong."
Jiang Ziya's thoughts changed quickly and he took a deep look at her, "I didn't calculate it, so I won't accept Boss Ming's recommendation."
"I apologize to you for hurting you." She clicked on the jade slip and said slowly: "Wen Zhong is fair and impartial and has strong rules in dealing with things. When he sees the jade slip, he will understand what to do. , if there is no jade slip, he may not keep you."
After saying that, she stopped talking.
She pretended that it had nothing to do with Jiang Ziya whether she accepted it or not.
Jiang Ziya hesitated again and again, thinking that she might be some powerful person. No wonder no one in Chaoge City came to make trouble. He actually expressed his emotion in front of others that Chaoge's public security was good, thinking that others could see through some of his thoughts.
Ashamed, he raised his hands to cover his face, thinking that he had already lost the shame, and it was too pretentious to act like this. He stepped forward and held the jade slip with both hands.
"Thank you very much, Boss Ming. I will come back to express my gratitude to Boss Ming when Jiang gets an official position."
"Easy to say." Minghua lowered her head and took stock, not looking at him again.
Jiang Ziya paid for the drink and left with the jade slip in his arms.
Minghua slightly raised the corners of her lips and curled her eyebrows in a smile; this person was not too pedantic, he was quite good. Even though he had been living in the world for more than twenty years and had developed certain habits, he was still quite decent.
Thinking like this, she took out the jade communication slip and sent a message to the Holy Mother of Jinling. After seeing the Holy Mother of Jinling, she gave Wen Zhong a warning.
"Wen Zhong."
"Disciple pays homage to Master." Wen Zhong also had a jade communication slip in his hand, which was a sign of their direct lineage.
The Holy Mother of Jinling said: "A man named Jiang Ziya will be looking for you in the next two days. He has the jade slip of your junior uncle in his hand. It's a good arrangement."
"Little uncle?"
After the Holy Mother Jinling finished speaking, she stopped caring. Wen Zhong stared at the jade slip in trance; he had heard of it, but had never seen it before.
Among the nine direct descendants of Jie Jiao, Junior Master Uncle is the most mysterious; none of these three generations of disciples have ever seen him. No, that’s not right. The senior brother who was the personal disciple of the junior uncle has seen it, and maybe the Fire Spirit Madonna under the disciple of Master Duobao has also seen it.
Only those disciples who are not on Jin'ao Island have never seen it.
Wen Zhong put away the jade slips and ordered the people in the house, "If a person named Jiang Ziya comes to look for me in the past two days, he will be brought directly into the house to entertain him; if I am at the house, let him know in time." This Taishi."
"Yes, sir."
The steward of the Grand Master's residence bowed respectfully and turned to tell the concierge about the matter.
The next day.
Jiang Ziya specially tidied up and came to the Grand Master's Mansion dressed neatly. As soon as he gave his name, the concierge hurriedly invited the person in. Jiang Ziya was stunned for a moment, but in an instant, he understood. It must be through Qi'er, otherwise it would be impossible to explain what is happening now.
"Mr. Jiang, please." The housekeeper of the Grand Master's Mansion got the message and came to greet him personally, "My master told me early in the morning that Mr. Jiang will be well entertained when he comes. But, today, before dawn, the master went into the palace, so I have to invite Jiang." Sit down for a moment, sir."
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"Thank you."
Jiang Ziya didn't know what to say, and he was lacking in sophistication in the world of people. He followed the butler to the lobby and sat down, drinking the tea and fruit snacks that the butler sent him, and his thoughts drifted away involuntarily.
The boss of Minghua was really no ordinary person. Based on a few words, he could probably guess that the person he was talking to was from the aristocratic family of Master Wen Zhong, or perhaps an elder.
