Joy of Life: Starting from Teacher Fan Xian

Zong Zhui stood outside the cubicle with his mouth open, reporting the situation downstairs, implying that the fish had been hooked.

Lin Ruo deliberately did not reply for a while. Ming Lanshi saw it all clearly from downstairs. His originally polite attitude now became full of resentment and he couldn't help but feel a little annoyed.

After all, he is the son of the head of the Ming family and runs many businesses. How dare this wealthy businessman from Beijing neglect him?

But when he thought of the Holy Maiden of Northern Qi and the disciples of Jianlu, Ming Lanshi forced himself to calm his restless heart.

Being able to have so many connections at once, just like their Ming family, is definitely not something that can be described as rich.

The servant who had just been sent out ran into the building and whispered something in Ming Lanshi's ear.

Ming Lanshi then learned another piece of news. It turned out that this wealthy businessman was of prominent background. He had traveled south with the imperial envoy from Beijing and had even boarded an official ship to pay a visit at the Yingzhou Road crossing.

Ming Lanshi's head was buzzing, and suddenly he thought of a very shocking guess, could it be that the wealthy businessman upstairs was...

This speculation has a strong basis. The people leaning against the rich businessman, not to mention the Holy Maiden of Northern Qi, just the few guards do not look like ordinary people.

The Ming family has been raising private soldiers for a long time. Ming Lanshi alone has a group of extremely vicious criminals under his command, who are often used to do shady things.

How could he not see the difference between ordinary guards and court officials?

The servant who had just spoken to him had a stronger aura than many martial artists he had met.

The most intriguing point is undoubtedly that while the wealthy merchant's tea boat sailed south of the Yangtze River, the official ship from Beijing was still lingering on the outer lake.

This is too reminiscent of the story of a cicada escaping from its shell.

It would certainly be more realistic for the imperial envoy to go on a private tour in disguise and explore the Jiangnan area as a businessman than to come down in a grand manner and be introduced by a bunch of officials.

Thinking of this, Ming Lanshi's mood gradually calmed down. He tried his best to suppress his excitement. If he could find out the imperial envoy's attitude towards the Ming family and what his intentions were, it would undoubtedly be a great achievement.

Even if you can't find out anything, it will be very helpful to leave a good impression on the other party.

After the eldest princess' downfall, the Ming family gradually lost their backing, but since they were grasshoppers tied to the same rope from the beginning, the Ming family naturally knew that they and Xinyang would prosper together and suffer together.

But the young master of the Ming family did not think completely this way. He always believed that things could have been handled differently, otherwise he would not have come into contact with Xia Qifei of Jiangnan Water Fort.

He has always believed that enemies cannot always be enemies, and allies cannot always be allies.

Nowadays, the Ming family is controlled by father Ming Qingcheng on the surface, but the old lady has the final say behind the scenes. Ming Lanshi always wants to do something to change the situation.

"Sir, aren't you going down yet?" Zong Zhui asked in a low voice outside the cubicle.

"Don't be in a hurry, let him wait a little longer." Lin Ruo replied from inside.

After Zong Zhui heard this, he went downstairs to convey the message. Ming Lanshi did not get angry at all when he heard this. He stood downstairs patiently and waited for nearly half an hour.

The waiters in the store couldn't sit still anymore, wondering who the rich businessman upstairs was and who could make the young master of the Ming family so obedient.

Finally, at exactly half an hour, Zong Zhui went downstairs again and invited the person to sit alone in the private room upstairs.

Lin Ruo had already been waiting inside. On the table was Longjing tea, a tea grown in the south of the Yangtze River. The aroma was so tempting. Ming Lanshi bowed and said, "What's your name, brother?"

Faced with the sudden opportunity, even though Ming Lanshi had a calm temperament, he couldn't help but feel a little nervous, especially since the person in front of him was most likely an imperial envoy from the capital.

It's not like he hasn't heard of Lin Ruo's name, so Ming Lanshi needs to be careful about a lot of things in such contact.

"My last name is Lin." Lin Ruo extended his hand and invited him to take a seat. He got straight to the point and said, "I don't know what brought the young master of the Ming family here. What brings you here?"

"Businessmen naturally talk about business." Ming Lanshi sat down and said, "Sir, don't you want to buy tea? It just so happens that my Ming family has a batch of fresh tea."

Ming Lanshi said this and immediately found an excuse. He couldn't be nice to this businessman for no reason. Trying to please him by revealing his identity could easily backfire.

So he turned back and said, "My Ming family is willing to lower the price of this tea, and I only ask you to let me see the Saintess of Northern Qi."

"Oh? So Young Master Ming came here for Miss Duoduo." Lin Ruo followed up with a smile, "I thought he came for me."

Minglan stood still and said, "Although I came here for the Saint, it would be a good thing if I could make friends with you, sir."

The imperial envoy went south to explore the situation. Ming Lanshi thought that if he could invite him to the Ming family mansion and play this approachable play, there would be more room for maneuver.

Lin Ruo took the bait as he expected, and agreed to go to Ming Mansion to collect tea tomorrow. The conversation was brief and ended there.

Ming Lanshi was reluctant to reveal too much, fearing that she would be exposed.

But the show had to go on, so he had to bite the bullet and meet Haitang Duoduo, saying some polite words of admiration and respect.

"Miss Haitang has come all the way here. It is my great fortune to have the opportunity to meet you."

Haitang Duoduo has never been a cold person, but at this moment she was as cold as ice. She sat at the table in an uncoordinated manner, blowing her hair that covered her eyes, and cursed: "Just do business, why did you do it to me?"

Ming Lanshi awkwardly talked about this and that and invited Haitang Duoduo to visit the Ming family.

Haitang Duoduo was naturally unwilling and put on a sour face, and Minglanshi was just trying to fool her. When he saw that his goal was achieved and no one could see the flaw, he left in a hurry but with peace of mind.

After leaving the building, Ming Lanshi began to think about how to explain this matter to his father when he returned. Tomorrow's reception might very well be related to the Ming family's future in Jiangnan.

Watching Ming Lanshi get on the carriage and leave from upstairs, Lin Ruo immediately ordered Zong Zhui, "Gather all the people in Jiangnan and cooperate in investigating the whereabouts of Yun Zhilan and his group. If these people show up, we must reply."

"Even if we find his trace, I'm afraid it will be difficult to catch him." Zong Zhui was a little worried. After all, even if there were more seventh- and eighth-rank masters, they couldn't stop a ninth-rank master. He suggested, "Why don't we ask Miss Haitang to help deal with him?"

Lin Ruo shook his head: "No need, someone has come to Jiangnan, and he is more willing to deal with Dongyi City than anyone else, especially the disciples of Jianlu."

In the shed downstairs, the leader of the water fort, Xia Qifei, had not left yet. He did not leave until he saw the things being delivered upstairs and appearing in Lin Ruo's hands.

Lin Ruo held in his hand a list of people who had colluded with officials from Jiangnan from Water Fort, and lamented that if Water Fort alone had gone to this extent, then the Ming family, who had deep roots in Jiangnan, must have already turned the government office into their back garden.

(End of this chapter)