Rumor had it that a general had said, "Even if you, Huangfu Xi, are the new favorite of the Great General, can you not follow the rules and blindly snatch territory? Back then, I went through fire and water with the Great General. Is the Great General someone who likes the new and hates the old? If we really fall out, at worst, we will all be tied up and brought to the King's Mansion. I don't believe the Great General will favor a guy like you, whose family is as dirty as a toilet! "
There was a brocade box beside Huangfu Xi. Inside it was a rare folding fan carved by a famous master. Bamboo Blade City was famous for its bamboo carvings. It was popular in the city for officials to give each other books and fans. This fan cost Huangfu Xi three thousand taels of silver. It was made by Huang Wenhou of the Jinshi family. Within the bamboo fan, there were more than ten thousand words. The words were small and had the charm of a famous calligraphy. Huangfu Xi came from a powerful family in the martial arts world. When he was young, he was also an elegant young master who excelled in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. His vision was naturally top-notch. The reason why he chose the bamboo fan, other than the fan's elegance, was that Huang Wenhou was praised by fans in the industry for his vision. However, Huangfu Xi knew that this old man who did not show off was a genuine martial artist. Huangfu Xi bought the fan with no less money than Huang Wenhou. However, if Huang Wenhou was not willing to work for him, then the three thousand taels of silver would be the price to buy his life. Huangfu Xi intuitively felt that Beiliang's jianghu would be taken over by someone sooner or later. He was just feeling the stones to cross the river and explore the way. It would be best if he won the bet, but if not, it was fine to spend some money. Huangfu Xi did not even care about his face and family, so why would he care about those worldly possessions that he would not bring with him when he died?
Huangfu Xi smiled lightly. He had been waiting outside Bamboo Blade City for an entire morning and did not lift the curtain once.
If I, Huangfu Xi, dare to go bankrupt on the gambling table, would you generals with dead wives dare to?
The carriage slowly turned around and drove into the city. Only then did Huangfu Xi lift a corner of the curtain. He looked at the simple carriage in front of him and gently put it down.
The carriage stopped at the entrance of an ordinary inn in Bamboo Blade City. Huangfu Jin got off the carriage, leaving behind the elite retinue that would never be loyal to him in this lifetime, and quietly followed. Along the way, Lieutenant General Guo Yi did not look sideways. They followed him to a quiet single-family residence in the backyard. After Hsu Fengnian sat down, he asked Blue Bird to buy some dyes. His current appearance was too unbecoming. He beckoned Huangfu Jin, who was standing at the door, to enter the house. The burly general prostrated himself on the ground without any hesitation, the brocade box placed beside his hand. Hsu Fengnian didn't pretend to be amiable and approachable. Xu Beizhi helped him take the brocade box. Hsu Fengnian opened it and took a look. With a snap, he opened his folding fan and squinted his eyes. He smiled and said, "It's a piece of art. One look and I can tell it's the work of someone from the Jinling School. Huang Wenhou? Then wouldn't General Huangfu have spent a year's salary on it? "
Huangfu Jin said softly, "As long as Your Highness doesn't mind dirtying your hands."
Hsu Fengnian waved his bamboo fan, feeling that it was too romantic to wave a fan in autumn. Thus, he tossed it to Xu Beizhi who was quietly drinking tea at the side. Only then did he say, "Huang Wenhou is very reputable in Bamboo Blade City. Don't look at him as a scholar who migrated from Southern Tang to Beiliang. In these years, he has mingled well with both the black and the white. The prince's residence has a notice with his name on it. If you didn't report your name and didn't use the title of an official to pressure him, this old man might not be willing to sell you this fan, right? His fan is said to be able to exchange for a seventh-grade official in Bamboo Blade City. According to the market price in Youzhou, how can a few thousand taels buy it? "
Huangfu Jin said calmly, "I did report my name before Huang Wenhou handed over the fan."
Hsu Fengnian asked with a smile, "Was there a reason?"
Huangfu Jin replied, "Many of the big ruffians in Bamboo Blade City have acknowledged Huang Wenhou, who is proficient in feng shui, as their master. I was wondering if this local snake was tactful. After all, Beiliang is Your Highness's Beiliang. Since they are making a living here and are so fat, they should at least put in some effort when they need to. One cannot forget one's roots. However, Your Highness, please be at ease. When I went to the Huang family, I didn't pull a banner. I only calmly made two transactions with Huang Wenhou. One was the transaction of the bamboo fan, and the other was that I took care of his adopted sons in all aspects. He gave me gossip from all walks of life. Of course, it's inevitable that there will be bloodshed when necessary. At that time, both I and Huang Wenhou had spoken openly, so it can't be said to be bullying others. "
Hsu Fengnian and Xu Beizhi, who were still talking about that jianghu matter not long ago, looked at each other and smiled.
Hsu Fengnian nodded and said, "Stand up and speak."
Huangfu Jin didn't dare to be pretentious. He stood up and lowered his eyelids, looking at the tips of his feet from beginning to end.
Hsu Fengnian smiled and said, "I'll read the secret letter you sent to Wutongin on time when I go back. If I'm satisfied … haha, I should be satisfied. "
Hsu Fengnian smiled and had Huangfu Jin sit down. "Commandant Guo Yi, it's not appropriate for you to speak while standing."
Huangfu Jin shook his head and said in a low voice, "I don't dare to be impudent when I speak while standing."
Hsu Fengnian joked, "You learned this from our Beiliang's Administrator, didn't you? Three times you see, three times you don't see. One of them is that you don't kneel until you see Prince Liang."
Huangfu Jin was speechless.
Using words to express loyalty to His Royal Highness, whose temperament was unpredictable, was futile. It was better to do things while standing.
Hsu Fengnian waved his hand and said, "Go do what you need to do."
Huangfu Jin retreated step by step, his palms slick with sweat, and gently closed the door.
Xu Beizhi's eyes were almost glued to the words engraved on the fan. Without raising his head, he asked, "This is Youzhou's Commandant Guo Yi, Huangfu Jin?"
Hsu Fengnian grunted and said, "How about I give you the fan?"
Xu Beizhi said without the slightest trace of politeness, "Sure, deduct it from my salary."
Hsu Fengnian rolled his eyes and said, "It's easy for you to say! How many years will it take? "
Xu Beizhi carefully stared at the fragrant yellow bamboo cloud and said matter-of-factly, "Until I die."
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