Chapter 201 Young Man

This group of red-shirted people are out of control, unconscious, flustered, wandering, and at a loss of control.

The apricot flower took a hand, a branch of apricot flower, restrained away the red light, "Wow!" It fell in the palm of my hand.

This group of red-shirted people returned to normal again and began to feel that there were demons doing strange things. This apricot flower has great magic power, which can make people lose their resistance.

This group of red-shirted people has a bodyguard leader, who is the inner minister of the bodyguard, named Tian Musfu. He is not only excellent in light and excellent martial arts, but also has excellent martial arts. He is the last person. He is now ranked first and has the name of Mongolian Yongtulu.

Musuf walked out of the crowd and showed the courtesy of Jianghu people. He held his fists in his hands and said, "I, Musuf, the minister of the bodyguard. This red-shirted man is Kangxi's close bodyguard. What is the name of the person who came? What will be the purpose? Please let me know if it's an enemy or a friend.

Zhang Ying bowed to Musfu. He replied with the courtesy of a scholar: "I am a native of Tongcheng, Anhui Province. I am not a scholar Zhang Ying. I went to the imperial city to take the emperor's entrance examination. We and three companions were in a hurry. We missed the night to come to this barren mountain forest. I saw the people in blue and red in a group fight. There was no malice. Then we stood Come out to persuade the two sides to fight, so that there is no need to hurt the harmony. After that, you may have to meet when you show your true face. Otherwise, won't it be embarrassing to see each other? Isn't it even more embarrassing for both sides!"

As soon as Mu Sifu heard that this person was a white-faced scholar, he was the one who wanted to pick him up. He was overjoyed and ordered, "Isn't Zhang Ying, a scholar? It's that white-faced scholar. It doesn't look like it! Oh! Your face is purple. It's easy to put on makeup, right? Otherwise, if you can't pass these many barriers, you will be intercepted on the way. Our emperor was ordered to extend the way to inquire about the news and lead the team to pick you up. Who knows? On the way, I met a team of people in blue. The two sides said something to each other. The two teams fought in the forest and fought fiercely. Brothers, wait to kneel down to pick up Zhang Dongliang's talent.

"Chong!" The group of red-shirted people answered.

"Poo!" They knelt on one knee and bowed to greet them, covering the ground in red, no less than 50 people.

"Brothers, this gift can't be used. How can Zhang Ying, who is not a scholar, stand it? Lord Mu, thank you for taking care of me."

"Brothers, thank you very much. Let's get up! Pick up the future people of Shijiazhuang Mansion and escort them to the 'Golden Pearl Red Jade' restaurant.

Zhang Ying was calm in her heart. He did not have any doubts and agreed, "Xinghuamei, Crazy Two Tiger Brothers, let's follow Lord Mu to the 'Golden Pearl and Red Jade' restaurant. Let's go!"

Apricot flowers and crazy two tigers have different views, and they all nodded in agreement.

The team of red-shirted people, surrounded by apricot blossoms, Zhang Ying and Crazy Two Tigers, entered Shijiazhuang City and came to the "Golden Pearl Red Jade" restaurant.

Musff called the shopkeeper of the restaurant and opened two rooms for Xinghua, Zhang Ying and Crazy Erhu.

Xinghua, Zhang Ying and Crazy Two Tigers entered the room to comb and bathe, eliminate the traces of wind and dust, and restore their heroic momentum.

After a while, Musf returned to a room and knocked on the door a few times with his fingers.

"Squeak!" Zhang Yinggang removed his easy makeup and regained his handsome appearance. He opened the door and saw that it was Mu Sifu, the minister of the bodyguard, so he guessed that Emperor Kangxi lived in a wine house and came to ask him to meet him.

When Musfu saw the white-faced scholar, his face was as white as jade, handsome and unrestrained. Standing at the door, he was like a jade tree facing the wind. He was a scholarly demeanor and had the atmosphere of heaven and earth. This man was the right arm of the emperor, and he would be able to govern the country and the world!

Musuf looked at a real white-faced scholar and came to chat with the Lord. He said, "White-faced scholar, come out for a moment. The Lord has been depressed since this time. No one has divided his worries and sorrows, untie thousands of knots, and ask you to have a heart-to-heart chat to release the depression over the years."

"Lord Mu, please lead the way. Let's follow the Lord to chat with the master to relieve boredom. Xinghuamei, don't wait for me. Go to bed earlier!" Zhang Ying took care of Xinghua and didn't have to be equal. As soon as she went to talk to the Lord, she thought the night was short, and she was not sure when she would be able to go back to the room!

"Well! Brother Ying, talk about the things in the world, chat for three days and nights, remove the knot of the Lord's heart, and make the dragon body happy and worry-free. This is the part of a good people. Go!" Apricot flower is an explanation flower. She has long known that dragons and tigers meet each other, and there are endless heartfelt words and endless policies to govern the country.

Musuf led Zhang Ying to a large room. He looked up and saw eight tiger guards standing on both sides of the door, majestic and extraordinary.

Musuf stopped, grunted, and said to the white-faced scholar, "My bodyguard has been delivered to the front door!" Go in by yourself!"

Zhang Ying nodded. He walked to the room with his head held high. As soon as he entered the room, a luxurious atmosphere came to his face, with a large and a small suite.

In the large suite, there were several eunuch-like people, who were silent, standing and scattered around, and the atmosphere seemed serious.

Suddenly, an old eunuch shouted, "The white-faced scholar has come to the room. Lord, listen to the instructions."

Zhang Ying was walking in, and suddenly heard the shouts. He fixed his eyes and saw this person in the "Wangcha Shengjin" teahouse. It was the old woman in charge of Jin Zeyi, and he couldn't help but stop.

"Chief Jin, please invite a white-faced scholar, come in." There is a tender voice in the small suite, which spreads into the eardrums of the people in the room.

"The Lord has a please, white-faced scholar, go in!" As soon as Kanazawa bent down and bowed, he made an invitation gesture to guide Zhang Ying into the small suite.

Zhang Ying looked up and straightened his chest, took a vigorous step, and walked towards the small suite. As soon as he walked to the door of the room, he showed his eyes and saw a young man in the small suite. His facial features were correct, his jade face was elegant, and his appearance was dignified. His eyebrows were exposed. He was dressed in silk casual clothes, sitting on a chair, and he was also holding his eyes. I'm staring at myself!

Zhang Ying knelt down on her knees, kowtowed a few times and said, "Zhang Ying, a scholar who is not a younger brother, kowtows to the Lord."

"White-faced scholar, get up quickly! Just sit down next to you, and we will chat with each other. I have heard that you are loaded with five cars, erudite and talented, intelligent, and good policies for governing the country. I want to hear high opinions and learn one or two. The young man is thirsty for virtuous people. He wants to hear about the strategy of governing the country and the country, so that there is a fixed number in his heart. For the future strategy, the flying dragon soared and has a great ambition, and there is a good beginning.

Zhang Ying is also a little uneasy in her heart. She is a commoner, and she is a person with no merit. She dares to give this idea of teaching, and she can't spit out the strategy hidden in her abdomen! He first hit a door joint and said, "I don't dare to give this advice. I just talk about the foolish opinions in my heart. If there is anything wrong, please forgive me."

In order to get along well with the white-faced scholar, the young man is regarded as a friend, and there is no high or low. In this way, when the two of them chat, they can be unrestrained and more relaxed.