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Chapter 107 Queue

The Prince He’s Mansion is located in Tieshizi Hutong in the east of the city. The alley itself is not wide, but the royal palace covers a large area. The towering gates and buildings in the mansion make people dare not look down on them at first sight.

This house was originally the Beizi Mansion, the ninth prince Yunjun who participated in the battle for the throne during the Kangxi period. Later, Yunjun failed to compete for the throne and was imprisoned until death by Yongzheng. The mansion was given to his fifth son Hongzhou by Yongzheng, and was renamed Prince He's Mansion.

In fact, this house has been preserved for later generations, and a major incident that shocked China and the world is born, which will not be mentioned later.

Now Xu Yang is standing in front of this big mansion full of historical sense, waiting.

There was no need to wait, and there were endless people asking for a visit to the prince at the door. Whether it was official title or wealth, Xu Yang was far inferior to these people. They were waiting in line for review. What qualifications do they have to raise objections?

Big fist?

I came to the banquet, not just to smash the venue and slap the face.

Xu Yang doesn't have the kind of evil taste that always slaps people in the face.

Xu Yang learned from the discussions that the banquet held by the royal palace today was the birthday of Prince He. At the beginning of the year, he was promoted to Minister of Political Affairs with the Prince. This is the only one among the emperor's brothers and is worth celebrating.

With double happiness coming, the show is naturally much bigger than the usual birthday party.

Not only did the princes and ministers in the capital come together to congratulate, but even the officials of the border can come if they can come. If they cannot come, there is also a gift.

In a word, maybe the prince may not remember who gave the gift, but he will definitely remember who didn't give the gift.

If he was really a master who was not short of money, not only was the most beloved son of the Empress Dowager, but even the current emperor valued this younger brother very much. He not only gave him the eight words "Pure nature and integrity, and the courtesy" but also gave him all the property that Emperor Yongzheng had when he was in the Qiandi Prince Yong's mansion and the royal palace.

Now Hongzhou's status can be said to be the first among the royal family.

The more you are, the more you dare not offend him.

As for the rumors that Feng Chuan was criticized by the emperor because he made friends with bandits a few days ago, they were considered to be just false rumors.

Xu Yang, who was in the crowd, heard enough of these rumors.

No one took him seriously, and thought he was just a servant who was ordered to send a gift.

As the saying goes, people look at their clothes. Xu Yang is now wearing a navy blue gown he bought when he first entered Beijing. Although the pulp is clean, it does not look the same level compared to other wealthy officials wearing brocade and satin.

In addition, Yan Ji was originally not a decent person, he looked vulgar and thin, and had no temperament. Xu Yang was possessed by such a person, so he was naturally not valued.

Even the officials, big or small, and even some servants who are just stewards, are dressed much more gorgeous than Xu Yang.

Naturally, Xu Yang was gradually treated as a servant sent by an unknown country official to deliver birthday gifts. No one was willing to pay attention to him at all. Some chattering guys began to pretend to be serious when they saw him coming over.

Xu Yang was a little embarrassed.

But just like an elephant doesn't care about some ants, Xu Yang doesn't care too much about these passersby A, B, B, and D.

who is he?

He is Xu Yang.

Can you chat and laugh with the current emperor and the empress dowager? Among the people in line, there is an official who is over the third rank?

There is no need to queue up for a truly high-ranking figure. Naturally, someone in the Prince's Mansion specially greets him and enters openly from the main gate.

These so-called characters in line, let alone A Er, are all not very good.

If I were not a commoner, I wouldn't be queuing up here if I had an official position.

Besides, I was not willing to attend this birthday party, nor was it to give my prince a face and ease the bad relationship between each other.

So he ignored these boring people and lowered his head to consider several issues in his practice yesterday.

The team was moving very fast, and it was almost time to reach Xuyang. At this time, there were more than a dozen people behind him.

A man dressed in ordinary people, standing in front of a group of officials dressed in silk and satin, was a bit eye-catching.

At this time, a guy who came late came to make trouble without opening his eyes.

He was the butler of the Suzhou Weaving Mansion. He came to send gifts specially at the order of the master's family.

In terms of grade, weaving is just a fifth-grade official, who was not qualified to participate in a banquet of this level.

But why are they rich? The court allocated hundreds of thousands of taels to acquire Jiangnan silk every year and was responsible for managing the local weaving industry. The oil and water in it are self-evident.

With so much oil and water, it is naturally impossible to enjoy the weaving of these only five-grade products. Sharing all parties is a hidden rule.

As the most highly valued minister of the government in the court today, the noble status and prince will definitely not be missing.

Today is a birthday party with the prince. Even if gifts are inconvenient on weekdays, there will definitely be no censor who dares to participate today. It is a good time.

However, the butler was ordered to come to deliver a birthday gift, but he got drunk last night. When he woke up, it was already afternoon. He rushed over, but he could only be ranked last.

Seeing a guy who looked like a civilian, swaggering in front, he couldn't help it.

Anyway, he was not afraid of being robbed of the position, so he walked to Xu Yang and patted his shoulder.

Xu Yang was thinking about his concerns with his head down, but someone took a photo of him for no reason. He looked up and didn't recognize him.

He asked politely: "Brother, who are you?"

The man who relied on the fact that Suzhou Weaving was behind him, saw Xu Yang being polite and thought he was a guy with no status. His nose and eyes pointed at the sun: "Hmph, are you here to give gifts too?"

Seeing his attitude, Xu Yang ignored him. Everyone is this.

The housekeeper waited for a long time, but when he saw Xu Yang not answering, he was a little angry: "I am from Suzhou Weaving Mansion. I'm late. I'll give you this money. I'll change the seats with you, so everyone can be convenient for you."

After saying that, he handed over a small ingot of silver to Xu Yang.

Xu Yang looked at it and it was only five taels of silver.

If you want to say that these five taels are actually not a small amount, they are enough for ordinary people to eat for several years.

But who is Xu Yang? Not to mention anything else, there are still tens of thousands of taels of gold and silver in the space. How could this little money be worthy of?

Xu Yang was also afraid of trouble, so he took five taels of silver, took out ten taels from his arms, and stuffed them into the butler's hands together.

The butler was a little stunned. What is the operation?

Xu Yang was too lazy to raise his head: "I'll give you this money, please don't bother me, it's convenient for everyone."

There were people watching next to him before. When they heard this, they kept whispering "puffs" and everyone was laughing.

Jiangnan San weaving is a rich man, and his official position is not high, so he really has a lot of money.

The people in their house are naturally also arrogant. Some people have long been disgusted with them. Today, when they see them embarrassing to their grandma's house, there are naturally some people who are making excuses to fight the rice seedlings.

Aren't you rich?

If you encounter someone who doesn’t take your stinky money seriously, you will be more generous than you. It depends on what you do.
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