Mr. Xie and Xie Caiyan sat for a while before saying goodbye.

Du Yong kept them for dinner, but he couldn't keep them, so he had to send them out in person.

"When you are resting, go to Xie's mansion to be a guest!" Mr. Xie invited.

"Okay!" Du Yong agreed happily, and then turned back after watching them disappear on the corner of the street.

"Young Master, Mr. Xie admires you very much, and may recommend you in front of His Majesty in the future. It's just around the corner." Zhang Yiting was excited.

Mr. Xie’s recommendation is indeed very important, the key is that he can really speak in front of His Majesty.

"What do you appreciate? He is just a little polite. After all, I saved his granddaughter." Du Yong responded casually. He didn't care much about Mr. Xie's recommendation.

"I'm not polite. I heard that Mr. Xie is very serious, but I just smiled and must have admired you." Zhang Yi retorted.

Seeing that he was so serious, Du Yong couldn't help asking, "You just hope I can make a fortune?"

Zhang Yi nodded: "That's natural. If you are a young man, you are a well-developed person, you can also benefit from it. Yes, Brother Yang?"

Yang Jin laughed and said, "Young Master is a child of the Du family after all, so you don't need Mr. Xie's support."

Zhang Yi looked solemn: "Although the Du family has good power, there are many children in the family. Even if the Marquis takes action, he will focus on taking care of the older and talented people. The young master does not have the advantage in both aspects!"

This is absolutely true.

In fact, there are similar situations in the big family, that is, there are too many children in the family and the elders cannot take care of them.

Among the younger generations of the Du family, Du Qiong took the top seat. When he entered Weiwei Temple, Du Zongcheng and Du Zongye both used a lot of effort. After taking the job, the elders in the family spared no effort, so Du Qiong was so smooth.

Although Du Mou hadn't started working, his general direction had already been set. With the help of his elders, he met many well-known figures and left a very good impression on the outside.

Then there were a few younger brothers who had good talent in learning literature and martial arts, and they all had to focus on cultivating them.

Then there were several sons-in-law from the big house. Even if Du Zongcheng was doing his daughter, he would inevitably take care of him.

Du Yong didn't receive much care, and his elders didn't care much about him. He calculated it carefully. He just took Du Zongcheng's recommendation letter when he entered Dali Temple, and he was in a state of stocking afterwards.

"I am already satisfied with the steps of the Du family. If you don't force others, you will only increase your worries." Du Yong was very free and easy.

"I am worthy of being a young man, I am always so optimistic!" Zhang Yi gave a thumbs up.

"Young master can rely on himself. Haven't you made great contributions several times now?" Lingling supported Du Yong.

"Before dinner, let's see what good things Xie Caiyan brought to me." Du Yong said with a smile.

After everyone returned to the living room, they began to dismantle the gifts.

There are many gifts, and they are pulled over in a carriage, a cart.

Du Yong dismantled three boxes of old ginseng in a row and said, "What do you want to do? Do you want to make me die?"

Yang Jin looked at it and said with a smile: "It's all the top-quality goods from the old shop. There are only a few boxes, and there is nothing that can't be taken by 2,000 taels."

Zhang Yi took out a set of samurai uniforms, looked at them, and frowned: "This clothes are not good at first sight. Even if I do them, it's more than this level."

Everyone looked over.

The material is very good, but the clothes are really not very good, the cut is not proper, the needlework is very unfamiliar, and the style is ugly.

Lingling took the clothes and looked carefully. She was very regretful: "It's not easy to change even, but it's a pity that this fabric."

Zhang Yi guessed: "It could not be the sewing by Miss Xie, right?"

Yang Jin smiled: "It's possible. Miss Xie likes to watch operas and dance with swords the most, and needlework is definitely not good!"

Du Yong imagined Xie Caiyan's strange appearance with needles and threads, and couldn't help laughing: "Zhang Fei is embroidering!"

Yang Jin was very curious: "I can roughly understand what this sentence means, but who is Zhang Fei?"

Zhang Yi commented: "The name Zhang Fei sounds so elegant!"

"As your ancestor, the general who fought, held a snake spear in his hand, and was brave enough to stand on the bridge alone. Hundreds of thousands of enemy troops dared not attack." Du Yong joked casually and continued to unpack the box, but actually opened a sachet, which smelled very nice.

"Does my Zhang family have such a powerful ancestor?" Zhang Yi was obviously really surprised.

"Don't listen to the young master's nonsense. It's obviously a fabrication, and it's still hundreds of thousands. The Martial Saint is not that powerful." Yang Jin said with a smile.

Zhang Yi nodded in a vague way: "Brother Yang, you have been on the battlefield before. What is the master like on the battlefield?"

A look of nostalgia flashed in Yang Jin's eyes and sighed: "On the battlefield, what we are fighting for is not force, but perseverance!"

Zhang Yi asked in confusion: "Perseverance?"

Yang Jin explained: "The attacks on the battlefield are endless. No matter how good the martial arts are, they will be hit. Those with poor perseverance will not be able to hold on to each of them. If you have good perseverance, you will not be able to hold on. If you have good perseverance, you will have no problem with dozens of swords. This has nothing to do with the level of martial arts."

Zhang Yi didn't believe it: "I think Brother Yang is exaggerating. If he was really cut dozens of times, would he still survive?"

Yang Jin smiled and said, "Believe it or not, I have seen a tough character who is still fighting hard when his intestines flow out."

Zhang Yi suddenly opened his mouth wide.

Du Yong had read similar scenes in his book before, but now he feels very shocked when he hears Yang Jin.

Lingling was not very interested in these topics. She took the sachet from Du Yong's hand and muttered in a low voice: "What does Miss Xie want to do? How can she give something like a young master?"

Du Yong inexplicably said: "It's just a sachet. Can't men use it? But what are the taboos? Probably not. I remember that Zhao Dezhu likes to bring sachets."

Lingling snorted: "Young Master, do you really don't know?"

Du Yong grabbed his head and said, "What should I know? Brother Yang, Zhang Yi, do you know?"

Yang Jin nodded: "Someone in Fenghua Building once gave me sachets. I said I didn't use this thing. She said she could do it if she didn't. That was just showing kindness."

Zhang Yi blinked: "Fenghualou? Is Brother Yang's good appearance?"

Yang Jin scolded: "At a young age, what are you thinking about all day long? That's the kind of female tutelage who is a girl who is not a good person."

Zhang Yi protested: "Young master is not much older than the younger ones. Don't you go to brothels often?"

"Oh!"

Yang Jin looked at Zhang Yi with a smile and said ambiguously: "You kid want to go to a brothel, right? When I have time, I will take you to see it."

Zhang Yi was overjoyed: "I have time every day."

Du Yong raised his hand to protest: "You can't do this, at least you have to wait for me to rest."

Lingling's pretty face turned red, she held her sachet tightly and said angrily: "You men are not good people!"

Du Yong smiled and said, "The little girl has no knowledge! Don't think that brothels are all messy and elegant. I just want to go and see singing and dancing, which is similar to listening to operas in the theater."

Lingling was a little embarrassed when she was said and looked at Du Yong: "Really?"

Du Yong said angrily: "If you don't believe it, go with me next time and you will be filled with your ears."

Lingling quickly waved her hand: "Where can Lingling go to brothels? Isn't it a joke?"

Du Yong snorted: "Who dares to joke? I'm afraid I don't understand what role Du is. When the case in hand comes to an end, let's go to Fenghualou to watch the singing and dancing together."

Zhang Yi asked: "Young Master, are you referring to the missing case?"

Du Yong nodded: "It's a missing case, but it may be several cases, but it's very complicated. Now there are two teams in charge, with the second team of the Feng Group as the main body, and we are the auxiliary."

The second team of the Feng Group investigated the disappearance case. It was not a secret in the capital. Many people in the east and south of the city could even call out the names of everyone in the second team.

Zhang Yi and Lingling naturally heard of it, so Du Yong didn't have to hide it from them at all, and there was nothing to hide from them.

"Everyone says that the second team of Feng Group is not very strong, why do you still focus on them? Young Master, the seventh team you are in has obviously killed six bandits in the east of the city, so why can't it be the home team?" Zhang Yi was a little indignant.

Du Yong laughed and said, "It's just a name, and it's the same thing to check."

Zhang Yi lowered his voice: "Young Master, is the second team of Feng Group protected by His Highness?"

Du Yong asked with great interest: "Where did you hear these words?"

Zhang Yi talked happily: "Recently, neighbors have been rumoring that His Highness wants his own people to make contributions and occupy the pit and not poop. If the capable team is allowed to take action, the disappearance case will definitely be solved."

Du Yong heard Shao Yuhong say this before.

Someone must have deliberately promoted Pei Ming's reputation, and it seems that the effect is very good at present.

Yang Jin suddenly asked, "Young Master, how are your Seventh Team and the Second Team getting along?"

Du Yong shrugged: "How can two teams of completely different natures get along with each other? I almost started fighting today, thanks to Master Nie who rushed over to stop him in time."

A strong gossip flashed in Zhang Yi's eyes: "I almost started fighting? Are the two teams of guards fighting?"

Du Yong showed a confident expression: "Although the second team is in the seal realm, if you really want to do it, you may not be able to beat our seventh team."

Yang Jin chuckled: "You can't fight, but you have to be prepared. I guess Your Highness will invite you to drink again soon!"

Du Yong doesn't care: "Just drink if you drink, can he eat me?"

In fact, he had already prepared to drink with Pei Ming.
Chapter completed!