Duan Wenjun heard Huang Xiaoming say yesterday that Guanxing had been visiting restaurants every day recently and even booked a private room at Duan's Restaurant.
Although he broke some of the rules of the wine shop, he was the county magistrate after all, so Huang Xiaoming did not dare to refuse.
He felt that after all, he was begging for food in a place under Guanxing's jurisdiction, so he had to give him some face.
Duan Wenjun didn't blame him at that time.
He knew that Huang Xiaoming was also doing it for his own good and the good of the Duan family.
However, he did not expect that Guanxing loved Sandao Liquor to the point of being stingy.
However, whether he really loves San Dao Liquor or he is deliberately pretending, Duan Wenjun has to climb up the pole. "Since Lord Guan likes it, send someone to tell me when these jars are finished, I’ll send two more jars over.”
"Okay, Mr. Duan, let's make an agreement like this." Guan Xing was overjoyed when he heard this. He raised his glass and clinked it with the two of them, then drank it all in one gulp. "I have admired Mr. Duan's talent since I was in Shangliang." It’s been a long time, I wonder if Mr. Duan has any good works recently?”
"Alas!" Duan Wenjun let out a long sigh. "It's not like you don't know, Mr. Guan, that the common people are so busy with mundane affairs these days. They are so busy every day that they have no leisure time to compose poems!"
Guan Xing was stunned when he heard this, and Duan Wenjun followed up, "Writing poems means you can't eat for one thing, and you can't wear clothes if you write poems. We common people can't be as free and easy as Master Guan..."
"Free and easy?" Guan Xing also sighed, "Oh, Mr. Duan is joking. Ever since I became such a county magistrate, I have done a lot of troubles, how can I be free and easy?"
"It is a blessing for us Wangjiang people that Mr. Guan came to take office in Wangjiang County. The common people should have come to visit as soon as possible." Duan Wenjun changed the subject, looked at Guan Xing, and said with an apologetic face, "It's just that the moon Thousands of people on the island need to be resettled, and if even one person is not resettled, they are afraid of causing trouble, so it’s really..."
"Master Duan has a kind heart and takes care of the country's worries. He is a role model for our generation!" Guan Xing quickly waved his hand, "Duanjiabao is a pilot area for the emperor's new policy. Master Duan has worked hard but has suffered!"
"It's all about sharing the emperor's worries, why suffer!" Duan Wenjun hurriedly replied, "It's true that Mr. Guan is young and has to maintain the area of Wangjiang. It is really hard. I will have to ask you to take care of me in the future. But if there are any ordinary people If you can help me, Master Guan, just ask."
"We share the Emperor's worries together! We share the Emperor's worries together!" Guan Xing waved his hand, "Master Duan, the way you sound like a master and call yourself a commoner makes us look different. You and I feel like brothers when we see each other, why don't we treat each other like brothers?"
"Very good! In this way, Wenjun will reach a higher level!" Duan Wenjun pretended to be ecstatic.
They told each other about their birth dates. Guan Xing was one year older and was his brother; Duan Wenjun was one year younger and was his younger brother.
Seeing the two people talking to each other, they were like long-lost brothers. Looking at the humble and respectful scene of these brothers, Mo Shoucheng couldn't help but feel a dark streak in his eyes.
For the first time, he saw that people could be so hypocritical...
The jar of Cang Yan has bottomed out, and the food on the table has almost been eaten.
From Shangliang to Lingxiao, from Lingxiao to Wangjiang; from good food to liquor, from liquor to beauties...
The two immediately had countless sparks of conversation. They just regretted meeting each other too late, but all they talked about were romantic and irrelevant topics.
"Brother Wenjun, I want to ask you something. You have to tell me the truth." Suddenly, Guan Xing put his hand on Duan Wenjun.
"Brother, just ask me if you have any questions. My brother will tell you everything he knows." Duan Wenjun pretended to be so drunk that his speech was a bit slurred.
He knew that Guanxing finally couldn't bear it anymore.
"Brother Wenjun, I want to ask you, are you really engaged to that girl from the Lin family?" Guan Xing turned to look at Duan Wenjun and asked.
"That's right! It's not even that!" Duan Wenjun muttered, "It's Mr. Wang, the Minister of Household Affairs, who is the matchmaker. My father has agreed, but I haven't agreed yet!"
"The orders of parents and the words of matchmakers, that's it, isn't it?" Guan Xing sighed, "Brother Wen Jun, do you know that Lin Jinglei is now being sued by Baldy Li from the gambling house in the south of the city?"
"Isn't it! When I came back from Duanjiabao yesterday, I heard what Uncle Lin said." Duan Wenjun became even more drunk. "Brother, what are you going to do about this?"
"Brother Wen Jun, I am determined to help the Lin family!" Guan Xing shook his head after speaking, "But this Lin Jinglei is really a fool. He owes a gambling debt of five hundred thousand taels! Five hundred thousand taels, I’m afraid it wouldn’t be worth so much money if the entire Lin family was sold.”
"Especially, he actually sold his sister!" Guan Xing expressed his grief. "What he sold was the face of Brother Wen Jun!"
"Uncle Lin has the final say in the Lin family. How can he, a prodigal son, have the final say?" Duan Wenjun sneered. "Even if Uncle Lin is gone, it is the eldest son Lin Jingyun who has the final say. Who will get him?"
"To say the least, even if the rest of the Lin family is dead, Shu'er is still engaged to me, so when will I get him?" Duan Wenjun patted Guan Xing's arm. "Brother, to tell you the truth, Lin My uncle told me that he was prepared to care whether that prodigal son lived or died..."
Before he finished speaking, Duan Wenjun fell down on the table and fell unconscious.
Mo Shoucheng hurriedly stood up and said, "Master Guan, Wenjun has been busy brewing new wine in Duanjiabao for the past few days, and he hasn't slept much. He is probably tired and too drunk. Please forgive me."
"Oh? Master Mo, brother Wen Junxian has been in Duanjiabao for the past few days and has not gone out?" Guan Xing was stunned when he heard this.
"Yes!" Mo Shoucheng nodded, "I don't know what he was thinking. Isn't he just making wine? He did it in a mysterious way. He hid in the workshop for a few days before he came out, and he asked us all to do it. Guard the yard and don’t let anyone get close.”
"But what new wine has been developed?" Guanxing asked again.
Mo Shoucheng did not answer immediately, but sighed, "Oh! Having said that, this is really embarrassing for him. Other people's young masters just eat, drink and have fun, but he has to think about the people on Moon Island. It’s not easy to have thousands of mouths. In order to solve this problem, Wenjun had to launch new and better wine to make money.”
Looking at Guan Xing's thoughtful look, Mo Shoucheng showed an expression of approval on his face, "Master Guan, don't say anything. The wine he brewed this time is stronger than the original Shaodaozi. It's quite strong! Master Guan Since you have become a brother with him, let him give you a jar to taste when the time comes."
"Excellent! Excellent!" Guan Xing smiled with a smile on his face. "I can't wait to hear what Master Mo said."
"Master Guan, Wenjun is very drunk, so I won't bother you anymore!" Mo Shoucheng followed, "I'll carry him back now and help him sober up!"
Guanxing didn't stop him and helped Duan Wenjun onto Mo Shoucheng's back, letting him carry him out of the county government office.
Duan Xiaoxing was already waiting at the door, helping Duan Wenjun get into the car.
Mo Shoucheng had already shaken the reins, and the carriage immediately ran towards Duan Mansion.
The two of them helped him into the west courtyard of Duan Mansion. Duan Wenjun, who was originally drunk, suddenly recovered.
"Old Duan, you just pretend to be drunk. Why are you pretending to be like a puddle of mud? It's so serious!" Mo Shoucheng rolled his eyes at him. "Also, I don't understand. Why do you want me to tell Guan Xing?" , you have been studying new wines in Duanjiabao a few days ago?"
