Most of these guests came from Gaozhou Province, Mozhou Province, Tongzhou Province, Qiongzhou Province, Yanzhou Province, Hui Province and Chaozhou Province. The total number of guests was close to 2,000. Over 2/3 of them came here by airship. Many of them had set off over one month in advance after receiving the invitations.
Some of them were friends of Master Jiang, some were old acquaintances of Master Jiang, some were people who had been made by Master Jiang these years. Few of them were colleagues of Master Jiang in neighboring provinces. Unimaginably, even the Generals and Generals Administration of Tongzhou Province had dispatched an official of the Generals and Generals Administration to witness Master Jiang's retirement with a gift. It could be said that Master Jiang had given enough face to Master Jiang.
The great influence and relationship network of a master artisan master were fully revealed at this moment.
After leaving Jiang Mansion for a few hours, Zhang Tie, who was still wearing the disguising mask, came to Jiang Mansion once again half an hour before the ceremony of washing his hands in a golden basin.
This time, he didn't enter it by incarnation; instead, he directly swaggered in.
Watching Zhang Tie coming here empty-handed with a strange look and mediocre clothes, a steward who received guests at the gate of Jiang Mansion frowned at once as he stopped Zhang Tie in front of him.
"Bro, may I know your name and what's your purpose in Jiang Mansion?"
Zhang Tie blinked his eyes as he replied, "Isn't Master Jiang washing his hands in a golden basin today? I'm here to witness it for Master Jiang! "
"Bro, have you seen Master Jiang?" The steward watched Zhang Tie with a dubious look.
"I've met him once. Old Master Jiang looks very amiable. Master Jiang looks genial and a vegetarian! "Zhang Tie answered seriously.
'Oh, I've really seen him before!' The steward thought. With a wave of his hand, two servants walked over. One of them was holding a register while the other was holding a tray.
The register was covered with the names of the guests who came here to congratulate Master Jiang. It was a guest's sign-in book. After throwing a glance at it, Zhang Tie picked up a brush pen and wrote "Zhang Tie" in a crooked way on the sign-in book.
At the sight of the two words written by Zhang Tie, the steward found that they were like two piles of cow dung among flowers. They were like two piles of cow dung in a field of ten thousand flowers. The manager simply wanted to slap himself.
After signing, Zhang Tie was about to enter, but he found another servant of Jiang Mansion was staring at him with a plate in his hand.
"Ahem … ahem …" The steward came back to his senses and coughed twice. "This is the rule of washing one's hands in a golden basin. Friends who are here to be witnesses to the Old Master have to present it with etiquette. This etiquette isn't much, but it's a token of appreciation. It's also a form of respect for the old man! "
"I know, I know..." Zhang Tie nodded as he replied with a smile like a smart hamster. Then, he threw his "etiquette" into the tray.
He looked at the three copper coins spinning in the tray. The steward's mouth felt like it was stuffed with dozens of raw lemons, and his brows furrowed. Those servants of Jiang Mansion at the gate glared at Zhang Tie ferociously. It seemed that they would kill Zhang Tie as long as the steward gave the order. He wanted to beat Zhang Tie away.
"Can I enter now? Master Jiang, I hope you don't mind my lack of etiquette. It's not much, but it's a token of my appreciation! "
The steward stared at Zhang Tie for a short while before taking in a deep breath. After that, he waved his hand with a glassy-eyed look, "Lead the guest to the 11th table and witness the Old Master washing his hands in a golden basin!"
After hearing the steward's words, a servant of Jiang Mansion "invited" Zhang Tie in reluctantly.
Watching Zhang Tie walking far away, a servant on one side couldn't help but ask, "Steward Wu, that b * stard is obviously here to eat and drink, why don't you drive him away?"
"It's the Old Master's washing his hands in a golden basin today. If we don't let him in, he might make trouble. Even if he doesn't bite you, he will still feel disgusted. Let him in. Even if our Jiang Mansion is used to feed dogs, we don't mind him entering. Those free tables are designed for those rascals in Youzhou City. As long as he praises the Old Master after eating them, it would be fine!" Steward Wu said as he threw a glance at the three copper coins in the tray. Closely after that, he threw them into the grass beside the door. After that, he looked at the two piles of cow dung on the sign-in book. After staring at it for quite a while, Steward Wu finally recognized that the two characters seemed to be "Zhang Tie".
'Zhang Tie, this name is a bit familiar. It seems that Zhang Mushen the dean of the Provincial Court of Youzhou Province is called Zhang Tie...'
Steward Wu had not imagined that the hooligan dared have such a name like the dean of the Provincial Court of Youzhou Province. Steward Wu sneered inside, 'What a waste of these two names...'
At this moment, no matter how imaginative Steward Wu was, he could never imagine that the one who threw the three copper coins inside was Zhang Tie the dean of the Provincial Court of Youzhou Province.
Thinking of the word 'Zhang Tie', Steward Wu couldn't help but take a serious look at the two characters on the notebook. The two characters were very ugly, but for some reason, the signatures of the other customers seemed to be suppressed because of the two characters on the colorful page of the notebook. The signatures became uncoordinated and abrupt, giving off an indescribable feeling of awkwardness.
Steward Wu was not a knight; neither could he sense the realm of a knight. Zhang Tie was here to make trouble. Therefore, his signature carried the brand of his spirit and will no matter how ugly it was. Only by casually writing on the paper, the pattern of his words and the spiritual realm in his strokes had long broken the splendid qi field on the sign-in book of guests. Because of this, Steward Wu felt the entire page became awkward when he watched Zhang Tie's signature.
However, Steward Wu still paid attention to one thing. After having someone take Zhang Tie to the end of the banquet, he told two servants to pay attention to that person who had just entered the banquet. If that person made any excessive movements, they should drag him out of the banquet right away.
Although being far away from Steward Wu, Zhang Tie still heard every word that Steward Wu said to the two servants in Jiang Mansion.
Zhang Tie revealed a smile...
In such an occasion. The so-called end of the banquet referred to some tables in the most obscure places on the edge of the banquet which were specially provided for those who came to join in the fun in Youzhou City.
。 Compared to those invited guests, those who came to join in the banquet were all small figures. They were all nobodies, barely the kind of people who came to support him.
If Wang Wu was not dead, Wang Wu might also be sitting in the end of the banquet.
At this moment, those who were sitting in the end of the banquet were those who came to join in the fun in Youzhou Province. These people had some social status; however, they couldn't show off their social status on such an occasion. Therefore, they could only stay here.
When Zhang Tie arrived at the end of the banquet, he saw those guys sitting on the side of the end of the banquet solemnly with their chests and bellies out. Watching the high platform where the golden basin was placed in the distance and those figures sitting on the main tables on one side of the high platform, they were discussing in a low voice. Those tough guys pretended to be reserved. It seemed that some of them were not used to wear their new clothes as they were twisting on the side of the table.
"Boss, these new deerskin boots are a bit abrasive. Can I take off my boots? I still feel the wooden slippers in our bathing salon are the most comfortable!" A guy complained to a tough guy on his side in a low voice.
"F * ck, if you dare take off your boots at this moment, this father will make you unable to find your feet to wear. Believe it or not, this father will make you unable to find a pair of boots to wear from now on. " The boss next to him turned around and scolded him in a low voice. At the same time, he glared fiercely at his men who came with him.
"It's too wasteful for only two of us to pay 10 gold coins as a gift. In my opinion, 2-3 gold coins are enough. It's 10 gold coins. Boss, you can't make so much in a month. If you're not picky, you can find a prostitute in a brothel with that money. It's enough for us to rent a small courtyard for one week! "
"Dog meat is not good enough. Shut up!" The boss raised his eyebrows. "You want more?? Luan Huilie? Bowing to Wen? One tooth! "
The other hurriedly shut up.
Hearing this interesting dialogue, Zhang Tie revealed a smile inside.
"Here, you can sit at this table!" After taking Zhang Tie to the farthest table, the servant pointed at a chair on one side of the table without saying anything. After throwing a disdainful glance at Zhang Tie, he turned around and left.
Zhang Tie then sat down casually as he glanced at the others at this table. Given the clothes, Zhang Tie was the most common one among them. Even with a mask, Zhang Tie looked average.
"Brother, you look a bit strange. Are you also living in Youzhou City?"
The moment Zhang Tie sat down, a 50-odd man opposite him had glanced at Zhang Tie before opening his mouth.
"Erm, almost!"
After hearing Zhang Tie's reply, that guy frowned as he said straightforwardly, "What do you mean almost? Yes means yes; no means no. Are you one or not?"
Zhang Tie rubbed his face, "Okay, but this job is arranged by my family members. It's not stable enough. Someone would gossip about me and drive me away!"
"Brother, where do you work?"
"Yamen No. 3!"
After hearing that Zhang Tie worked in the No. 3 yamen of Youzhou City, all the others at the same table revealed a clear look at once. In their eyes, it was normal for Zhang Tie, a small figure who ran errands in the No. 3 yamen of Youzhou City, to be pushed aside if he was not smart, diligent and had a weak background. In the No. 3 yamen of Youzhou City, even those who swept the floor and burned the boilers had to be capable. How could those who could stay in there for a long time be commoners?
"Brother, do you know Zhao Long in yamen No. 3? He's a friend of mine, a criminal hunter on duty in yamen No. 3?" Another guy asked.
"No!" Zhang Tie directly shook his head.
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