my wife is queen

Chapter 51 Master Shaoxing
Sun Chuanting held a pine flower glaze teacup in one hand, and supported the embroidered pier with pastel flowers and birds with the other hand. He suspected that Li Mian, like the Su-like embroidered soft cushion on the embroidered pier, came from Jiangnan.

Mr. Xixi from Jiangxi, master from Shaoxing.

With Li Mian's unique insights into the intricate situation in the court, he is not only a well-known Shaoxing master in the officialdom, but also one of the best.

Sun Chuanting said a sentence without beginning and end: "Where is Jin Guan's ancestral home before he lived in the mountain temple, he must be from Shaoxing."

Li Mian himself didn't know where his ancestral home was, and he didn't understand why Sun Chuanting asked about it: "I don't know exactly which prefecture or county my ancestral home is in. If you know, you have to ask Abbot Fang."

When Sun Chuanting asked this question, he just sent it out of feeling. He didn't want to make friends with the township party, and he didn't care where Li Mian's ancestral home was.

The spring breeze in early spring came slowly, wrinkled the green water of the lake, and the waves were rippling, bringing a pleasant and fresh breath.

Although Sun Yifa regretted not being able to set up the main table in the Eight Immortals Pavilion, he also placed the main table on top of many mahogany round tables inlaid with marble, quite a bit like Zun Chong who sat at the north head when Yuan Gong lectured.

Most of the scholars who sat at the bottom were officials and gentry, because they still made enough face for the censor Wan'an.

The family has a lot of connections in the capital, and a few of them are even the nephews of Wan An's boss, which makes him face a lot.

Sun Yifa did not say anything about Sun Chuanting's slander, saying that he prevented the main table from being placed in the Eight Immortals Pavilion, and took the opportunity to pour some dirty water on him.

It's not that Sun Yifa didn't want to, but he knew that speaking out would not have any effect, and would cause trouble for himself.

So what can be said, it is impossible for the censor Wanan of the Metropolitan Procuratorate to impeach a Juren, and if there is no Juren who is an official, he will inevitably lose his identity.

The duty of the censor of the Metropolitan Procuratorate is to picket all the officials. If Sun Gong and Yuan Gong used to be officials in the imperial court, as long as they did something unofficial, it would be acceptable to be impeached by Wan An.

To be able to eat well among the officials and gentry in the capital, one must learn to judge the situation and weigh the pros and cons.

As long as it is beneficial to himself, Sun Chuanting doesn't mind being a stick-headed greenhead in the eyes of everyone, trying to tear himself apart with Sun Chuanting.

Tearing him would obviously do more harm than good. Sun Yifa would rather have a reputation of being weak and incompetent among officials and gentry, and his face would be trampled on the ground, but he would still not have any intention of making things difficult for Sun Chuanting.

Facing Li Mian was different, he had no power and power, and there was no official family behind him to rely on, making things difficult for him would not cause any trouble, and it would also improve his status in the hearts of scholars in Beizhili.

Why not do it.

Sun Yifa first mentioned a few names, most of them were Wan An's classmates and the same year, and then mentioned the relationship between these officials and his father.

After exchanging pleasantries, this tofu banquet almost turned into a gathering of the uncle and nephew in his glib mouth.

Wan An sat on the huanghuali official hat chair at the top, looking at the azure-glazed algae plates and folded plates on the table, with a bit of exploration and surprise.

Wan An couldn't help but have a little more expectation for this tofu banquet: "I have eaten tofu in the past, but I have never seen tofu as white and tender as jade. No wonder my nephew held a tofu banquet. I thought it was nothing unusual. Now it seems that this official is ignorant."

The first sentence Sun Yifa said immediately made a conclusion for the white tofu: "Shibo can't eat white jade tofu outside. This is the secret recipe of the Sun family. Only the Sun family can brew it in the whole capital. I thought I opened a few white tofu workshops in the capital, but I am not very proficient in business, I heard that your son has a lot of experience in managing the family business, so I want to manage the white jade tofu business with you.”

Wan An stroked his beard and smiled, thinking to himself that Sun Yifa knew how to be a man, and he also understood what Sun Yifa meant when he invented that he could monopolize the benefits of white jade tofu, but pulled his son in.

Wan'an is also in charge of patrolling the city censor, and has the important task of inspecting the localities, picking out frauds, and appease the localities.

With Wan'an's participation in the white jade tofu business, no other hawker could sell tofu similar to white tofu, otherwise they would be using the Sun family's secret recipe.

The fraudulent use can be big or small. Once the money of officials and gentry is involved, the peddlers will be banned.

Wan An didn't express his position immediately. It was inconvenient to put this kind of matter on the table, and it was even more inappropriate for him, an elder, to discuss it with his junior, Sun Yifa. After the tofu banquet, he would leave it to his second son to discuss.

Wan An said with a smile on his face, "I have a good taste of white jade tofu today. It looks good just because of its appearance. From now on, people in the capital will only eat white taro tofu."

White tofu seems to be a small business, and it can't be sold at a high price for petty profits.

Ordinary people usually think that the high-ranking censor of the Metropolitan Procuratorate can't see such a small profit.

As an old bureaucrat, Wan An knew that any petty profit would affect the livelihood of millions of people in the capital, so it was no small business.

No matter how small a petty profit is, in front of millions of people's livelihood, it will often become a big business like transporting salt by water.

Sun Yifa and Wanan at the main table got along very well, as if they had been friends for many years.

Sun Chuanting had been waiting for this moment, put down the pine flower glaze teacup, and looked at Li Mian with a smile: "With the endorsement of Wan'an, the censor of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, after today, your white tofu will be snatched by Sun Yifa. As long as Jin Guan promised to be the master of Qian Liang, and today he will help you stand out and teach Sun Yifa a lesson with his own hands."

Sun Chuanting didn't wait for Li Mian's response, and continued to increase the possibility of persuading him: "Scholars pay attention to a gentleman who speaks but does not move, and officials and gentry seldom do anything. Sun is an exception. I can beat Sun Yifa for you. He can't get out of bed for half a month, how about venting your anger?"

The conditions given by Sun Chuanting were really attractive. Apart from him, it was difficult to find another scholar in the whole capital who was a gentleman who did not speak.

Teaching a bored person a lesson, beating him until he can't get out of bed for half a month, anyone will be quite relieved.

According to Sun Chuanting's expectation, the matter has reached a precarious situation, seeing Li Mian's secret white tofu recipe being snatched away.

That person was Sun Yifa who took the lead in attacking Li Mian in the Lantai Poetry Club, and the two had a lot of grievances.

The price is just to go to Daxing County to be a money and food master, and to earn more than 200 taels of screen silver, and it is very likely that he will agree.

Sun Chuanting looked at the tofu banquet that was about to start below, and smiled a little. Sun Yifa was also a good person, and he hired a master of money and grain for him.

Li Mian said calmly, "Wait and watch."

(End of this chapter)