Chapter 701: The woman the grandson likes(2/2)
The most obvious thing is that his originally gloomy face is now smiling at all times.
At this moment, Zhang Hui was smiling and stood in front of Zhu Yunxi with a slight bow.
"Happy New Year."
Zhu Yunxi replied, then reached into his pocket and dug through it.
All the red envelopes were given out at the Xicheng project site last night.
Jin Ye didn't know who the bastard had taken away.
Zhu Yunxi looked at Zhang Hui with a smile on his face, so he had to take off the jade pendant from his waist and stuff it into his hand.
Zhang Hui immediately exclaimed: "It's heavy! It's heavy! It's too heavy! But since it was given by His Highness, I don't dare to say goodbye, so I thanked Your Highness."
"Look for a fight!"
Zhu Yunxi pretended to be slightly angry, glared at Zhang Hui, and then continued walking: "You haven't been to prison recently?"
Zhang Hui shook his head: "I brought out a few apprentices earlier, and they have learned quite well. Now they can also meet the needs of the hospital."
As he spoke, Zhang Hui subconsciously made a few random gestures with his palms out of habit.
Zhu Yunxi's mouth twitched.
Now Jin Yiwei's gang of bastards are becoming more and more shameless.
Whatever happens in the prison now, these guys can get involved in the needs of Tai Hospital.
In an instant, what was originally a dark and gloomy thing turned out to be upright and full of greatness.
Zhang Hui followed Zhu Yunxi with a smile and glanced lightly around him.
After making sure that all the guards who were secretly following him were there, he felt relieved.
"Your Highness, the city has not been very peaceful recently. If you want to see the Spring Festival Night Market, it's quite good over there at Dongshui Pass."
Zhu Yunxi smiled: "Isn't it the Qinhuai River past Dongshuiguan?"
Zhang Hui immediately said: "Gongyuan Street on the north bank is very lively. It is the most visited place in the city recently. The little train along the river is almost going crazy with the crowds."
"The little train is always on fire..."
Zhu Yunxi continued to put pressure on Zhang Hui.
Zhang Hui's face tightened a little, and then he came closer to Zhu Yunxi.
He whispered in a voice that only two people could hear: "It just so happens that today, those few people just went out and went to Gongyuan Street to play."
Only then was Zhu Yunxi satisfied.
He said quietly: "You are really anxious. It seems that you came to Yingtian years ago?"
Zhang Hui sneered: "They are all in a hurry. The one who is farthest entered the city at the same time as last night."
Zhu Yunxi quickened his steps: "Have everything been arranged outside?"
Zhang Hui replied: "Everything has been arranged. Three teams are divided into light and dark and surveillance. This time everyone will be found out."
"There is no need to rush." Zhu Yunxi said emphatically and continued: "Pass the news and let them investigate bit by bit. Learn to follow the clues and find out how these people are connected together, and then come up with a solution. What will happen next?
Stop this kind of thing."
Zhang Hui nodded.
Not long after, the two of them had crossed the bridge and reached Gongyuan Street.
Standing at the street entrance, you can feel the bustle, and the crowds are rubbing shoulders with each other on the street.
The small train track by the river has now grown from one to two, circulating in a loop.
Yingtian Mansion has invested a huge amount of resources in Gongyuan Street, the most famous tourist spot in Yingtian City, and it seems that it wants to make this place the most colorful street in the world.
And when the two small trains meet, the atmosphere is the most lively.
Because the speed of the car is controlled very slowly.
Even these relatively conservative Central Plains people would stretch out their hands by the car window and high-five the people on the train opposite.
At the beginning, there were a lot of jokes because of things like this.
There are even some naughty children who deliberately get dirty things on their hands.
For this reason, Yingtian Mansion now sends government officials to follow the car every day.
Once you catch something like this.
So sorry.
After the train stops running tonight, the cleaning work of the vehicles will be left to these lucky people.
Next to the small train by the river, there is a row of stalls built by Yingtianfu.
There is no booth fee.
But what you do must be recognized by the people.
Once the number of complaints in the complaint box next to the stall reaches a certain level, you have to leave Gongyuan Street.
There is always an open space between the stalls with varying numbers.
This is reserved for those who go to the city and rely on their craftsmanship to eat.
And these places are also the most crowded places on Gongyuan Street.
Craftsmanship and talent from all over the world are performed here.
Swallowing swords in his mouth and smashing rocks in his chest are considered inconspicuous.
Zhu Yunxi merged into the crowd quietly.
He was not wandering aimlessly.
Under Zhang Hui's guidance, he soon saw his first goal tonight.
She was a little girl who was only twenty-eight years old, wearing a lake green double-breasted coat, a pale white embroidered horse-faced skirt, and a same-color double-sided embroidered plum blossom gown.
The girl does not put any powder on her face, but she wears pink on her face.
A pair of bright eyes, with the flashing eyelashes, are extremely cute.
Beside the girl was a maid and a nun.
The maid was full of curiosity about the prosperity of the capital, and she just stared at the tradesmen in front of her who were performing melons growing on vines.
The nun's eyes were wary, and she looked at the people coming and going around her from time to time, as if she didn't like this place. She looked at her young lady several times, as if she wanted to take her away from here.
Zhang Hui said in Zhu Yunxi's ear: "The man from Wuxi is named Song Liuhong, and his father is Wuxi Song Zihua."
Zhu Yunxi nodded: "The Donglin Nunnery in Wuxi was renovated and expanded by her father Song Zihua."
Zhang Hui whispered: "That's that person. Song Zihua was the emperor of the former Yuan Dynasty. When the country was founded, His Majesty recruited talents from all over the world, and Song Zihua was originally one of them. But he refused to be a Jinshi. He didn't dare to enter because he was not knowledgeable.
I am an official for fear of delaying the country and harming the people."
Zhu Yunxi listened quietly, with a sneer on his face: "In the final analysis, we still look down on our Zhu family."
Zhang Hui snorted: "In the archives, Song Zihua did have some remarks that were dissatisfied with the court and the royal family. He reported them to His Majesty at this time, but His Majesty was kind and said that everyone in the world is the same, and it is impossible for anyone to make them
Everyone likes it. He, Song Zihua, doesn’t like the royal family, so we can live well together."
"Since we are all well, why does Song Zihua want to send his daughter to Yingtian now?" Zhu Yunxi sneered, showing disdain.
Zhang Hui thought for a while and replied: "After Song Zihua renovated and expanded Donglin Nunnery, he often gave lectures there, and it became quite famous in Wuxi. Over the years, he actually taught several Jinshi.
Since His Highness initiated the imperial examination system, more people from Song Zihua's Donglin Nunnery entered the court.
The subordinates thought that although Song Zihua was not in the court, he was the best candidate, so they were pushed out and sent his daughter to Beijing to wait for the opportunity."
Zhu Yunxi just smiled at this.
"This little girl looks quite decent."
Chapter completed!