Halfway through, Jiang Yan wanted to stop and ask a doctor to see Tong Buhuo's injuries, but he was refused.
According to Tong Buhuo's original words, "I was blind once and knew it was hopeless. I couldn't kill it even if I applied medicine to the wound."
But Jiang Yan couldn't help but feel regretful when he thought about Tong Buhuo's next important task: If Manager Tong hadn't lost his sight, he would have received a great reward and a bright future just by offering the liquor recipe with his own hands.
Jiang Yan wanted to go to the city to look for the doctor again. At this time, the nurse in front of the Su Mansion recognized Jiang Yan.
"Is the person coming here Jiang Zhifu?"
"Exactly, I have something urgent to ask the governor. Is he at home?" Jiang Yan got off his horse and went to help Tong Buhuo himself.
The nursing home was quite surprised when they saw this scene. After Jiang He dismounted and took away his luggage, he quickly asked people to take down the two horses, which were so tired that they almost fell to the ground after running for a long time, to feed them, while slowly leading the three of them to the house. Walking around, he said.
"It's a coincidence that Magistrate Jiang is here. Your Excellency has just returned from Jiaxing Prefecture on business this afternoon and had a night's rest. This morning he was going to a neighboring county to supervise the canal repair and collection issues."
"The governor is really a busy man." Jiang Yan couldn't help but feel lucky.
Go into the lobby.
A middle-aged man with a majestic face wearing a patched light casual gown, his hair tied with a strip of cloth on his head, and a thin bamboo inserted in the middle. He held a cattail leaf fan in his hand and was fanning it.
This person is Su Rui, the governor of Jiangnan Province.
From a distance, Su Rui saw that Jiang Yan was coming, and quickly stood up and went to meet him. He smiled before saying anything. Before he could speak, he saw Jiang Yan supporting a man whose eyes were covered with blood-stained white stripes. He was quite surprised. Surprised: "Brother Jiang, who is this?"
"Sit down and talk."
Jiang Yan crossed Su Rui in a familiar manner, helped Tong Buhuo sit at the door, poured Tong Buhuo a cup of tea himself, and took a sip himself, and then he felt alive.
He handed the remaining pot to Jiang Yang and explained to Su Rui, who was looking at Tong Buhuo: "Brother Su, I don't come to the Three Treasures Hall for anything. I am here to ask Brother Su for a favor."
Suri knew that this classmate and friend would not take advantage of him even if he had his own connections.
In all these years, the word "seeking" has never been used between the two of them.
Even when he wrote a recommendation letter last time, Jiang Yan only asked him to make arrangements. The word "begging" showed that the matter was more serious than sending Jiang Yan's favorite person to Jinling Mansion.
Su Rui thought that Governor Huang had been staying in Jinling for a long time without moving, and Princess Jingxian and Anhou were also here. He thought to himself: Could it be that the dispute between King Jin and King Kang involved Brother Jiang, and he wanted to ask him to be a lobbyist for the two princes? Don't you want to win over Brother Jiang again?
"Explain it."
Suri sat in the upper seat and poured himself a cup of tea.
Just after taking a sip, Jiang Yan said seriously: "I got a secret recipe that can increase the annual tax of Jinling Mansion by at least 20%..."
"Pfft...cough cough cough!"
Su Rui choked on the tea and coughed. He patted his chest with a cattail leaf fan several times before he could breathe again. He looked at the boastful Jiang Yan in astonishment and asked with concern: "Brother Jiang, do you have a fever?"
"Brother Su, I'm not talking nonsense. Jiang He, let our governor taste the secret recipe."
Jiang He placed the jar of wine that his master had received from Ning Feng at the garrison on Su Rui's table.
Su Rui frowned when he saw the ordinary wine jar.
He knew that Jiang Yan was good at wine, but no matter how good the wine was, it would not make Jiang Yan say such big words.
Could it be that Jiang Yan didn't have a fever or drank too much?
"Brother Su, put aside that expression on your face that you think I'm talking drunkenly. Take a taste and you'll know why I said that."
Jiang Yan simply stepped forward in person, took the tea cup from Su Rui's hand, poured the tea on the ground, and poured half a cup of wine.
Su Rui couldn't help laughing when she saw him pouring a few drops of wine for herself: "Brother Jiang, although I'm not as good at drinking as you, I can still drink about a kilogram of wine. You only order less than two taels of wine, and I can taste it." Does it smell bad?"
"Stop talking nonsense and try it quickly."
Jiang Yan lost his patience.
He also pointed to this wine recipe to solve Ning Wuyan's imprisonment.
Seeing that his friend was becoming impatient for the first time, Su Rui picked up the tea cup and poured it into his mouth in a very shameless manner.
Then, an unexpected spicy taste flowed down his throat and into his stomach, making his facial features shudder as if being set off by fire. When the strong wine entered his stomach, the warm feeling surged through his body, and he suddenly felt comfortable all over. , his eyebrows stretched out, and he blurted out: "Good wine!"
I have to pick up the tea cup and drink again.
Snapped!
My hands were shaking so much that I lost my grip and broke the tea cup.
"This wine is too strong. With your drinking capacity, Brother Su, this is enough. If you drink more, you won't be able to discuss important matters with me." Jiang Yan gestured to Tong Buhuo: "This wine is refined when the Ning family makes perfume. The wine from the imperial wine shop cannot produce even one ounce of spirits from a thousand pounds, but the spirits refined by the Ning family have a secret recipe. If such spirits can be produced on a regular basis, by how much does Brother Su think it can increase Jinling Mansion's taxes? "
"Jinling is the place where royal wine is produced and is supplied to the whole country. If the production of this spirit can be stabilized, it will definitely increase taxes by 30 to 40%!" Su Rui was still conservative.
Even though he didn't like drinking before, now that he tasted such a strong drink, he wanted to have another drink and drink to his heart's content.
Su Rui only understood after drinking the spirits produced by the Ning family.
It wasn't that he didn't like drinking before, it was just that he didn't like drinking wine that was light and clear.
Su Rui had heard about the Ning family perfume that was popular throughout Jiangnan Road a few days ago. She never thought that this perfume was actually made of spirits.
"Brother Jiang, the Ning family you are talking about is the Ning family you recommended last time?"
Could it be that when the Ning family presented this kind of recipe, they wanted to ask Jiang Yan to ask for high-ranking officials and generous salaries for the Ning family in front of His Majesty?
Considering the increased taxes on spirits, it's not impossible.
"Brother Su, the Ning family I'm talking about is the Ning family you know," Jiang Yan gestured to Tong Buhuo: "This is the steward Tong of the perfume shop, and he has mastered the secret recipe for brewing this wine."
Su Rui was shocked. Unexpectedly, the person who came to Xianfang was not Ning, and he was also an injured person who looked blind.
Where did the Ning family go from here?
When Tong Buhuo saw his name mentioned, he stood up gropingly, bowed to Su Rui with his arms folded, and then put his right hand on his chest to perform a military salute: "I, Tong Buhuo, have met the governor."
"Have you ever been a soldier?"
"I am discharged as a wounded soldier."
Su Rui suddenly remembered that Yu Zhengrong of the Jinling Mansion Garrison had mentioned to him many times that General Ning Fengning helped the wounded soldiers solve their livelihood problems.
The Tong Buyuo in front of him must be one of them.
"The Ning family is righteous. Fortunately, they properly arranged the wounded soldiers, so we have today's strong liquor recipe." Su Rui praised.
Who knows, Tong Buhuo shook his head and said: "This recipe was not thought up by me, but the masterpiece of my young master. It's just that my young master is imprisoned in Jinling Mansion and can't come here, and I am the only one in the whole shop who knows how to steam wine, so I am the only one who knows how to steam wine." Come and make an offering.”
Imprisoned? Steam wine? Offer a prescription?
Even Su Rui, the provincial governor, was a little confused by Tong Buhuo's huge amount of information.
He looked at his friend Jiang Yan, and saw Jiang Yan bowing to him: "Brother Su, that's why I came here. I want to ask Brother Su to go to Jinling Mansion and seek justice for Mr. Ning!"
It is difficult to guess the emperor's heart by using the matter of offering a side to plead for mercy in front of His Majesty.
But when Jiang Yan faced Su Rui, there was no such pressure.
Su Rui didn't understand what was going on with Mr. Ning, but he understood the meaning of Jiang Yan's coming. He was curious about how Mr. Ning moved Jiang Yan to become a lobbyist. Based on Xianfang's merits and political achievements, Jiang Yan is definitely not someone who is greedy for power.
But at this time, another thing is more important.
"I've had some wine, Manager Tong. If you want me to go to Jinling Mansion, you have to brew it yourself. I'll verify it with my own eyes before I can report it to His Majesty and ask for credit for you."
"Brother Su, the brewer said it will take a month!"
Only then did Jiang Yan realize that there was only a finished product without a process, and presenting a recipe to Su Rui and presenting a recipe to His Majesty were not the same thing at all.
He understood Suri's caution, after all, this matter was of great importance.
Similarly, he also resented his own incompetence. If he could stay as simple as Su Rui in the Emperor's heart, wouldn't he have to go through this whole journey and report directly to Heaven to rescue Mr. Ning?
