My Promotion Story Through Time Travel

Chapter 210 Birthday Banquet (1)

Lin Ziping took a few steps and thought that apart from Liu Song making things difficult for him at the beginning, these people hadn't made things too difficult for him in the past few days.

Luo Zijian is really lucky to have a break after only 7 days.

So they returned it, kindly reminding you: "Ointment is not a good thing, you should avoid it."

"Bullshit, what do you know?" Liu Song retorted like a lit firecracker.

"Do you think so too?" Lin Ziping didn't answer Liu Song, but looked at Luo Zijian.

Luo Zijian lowered his eyes and remained silent.

Well, you can't reason with a damn fool. Respect other people's fate and enjoy your wonderful life.

Lin Ziping said no more and turned to leave.

Seeing Lin Ziping walk away, Liu Song asked, "What does that kid mean?"

Luo Zijian said, "Young people think they are kind and righteous, but in reality they are just meddling in other people's business. Don't take them seriously."

"Is there really a problem with that longevity elixir?" Liu Song asked cautiously.

"What's the problem? What do you think is the problem?" Luo Zijian retorted, "The problem that will kill you."

"Hehe, I'm so happy I could die." Liu Song smacked his lips as if savoring the moment, then asked after a while, "Master Luo, are we just going to let this kid go like this?"

“He knows the Jinwu Guards, so we can’t make a move,” Luo Zijian replied.

Liu Song revealed a look of resentment: "He's just a Jinwuwei guard, I don't believe we can protect him. He has disgraced our entire Fuwei camp! Who will listen to us in the future?"

“As long as we have the opium, they’ll listen to us.” Luo Zijian glanced at Liu Song sideways. “Don’t cause trouble.”

Liu Song muttered, "How can they be the same?"

“What do you know? The Jinwu Guard who’s on good terms with him is surnamed Zhou,” Luo Zijian said.

“Zhou?” Liu Song thought for a moment. “Zhou Chaofeng? He’s just a discarded son of the Zhou family. What’s there to fear!”

Luo Zijian said, "Even a starved camel is bigger than a horse. Even if they are abandoned pawns, we can't afford to mess with them. Besides, given the situation of the Zhou family, they might return to their ancestral home any day."

"Even so, would Zhou Chaofeng stand up for that kid?" Liu Song asked after thinking for a moment.

“Even if he doesn’t know, do you know who gave Lin Ziping the letter of recommendation?” Luo Zijian coughed twice. “Zhou Qianzheng from the Ministry of Personnel.”

"It's the Zhou family again?!" Liu Song punched his fist in frustration. "How come that kid is so lucky? I'm so annoyed!"

"Do what you want to do yourself; I won't get involved," Luo Zijian said calmly.

Liu Song pursed his lips: "Yes, I understand."

"Keep an eye on things these days, there are outsiders in this courtyard now," Luo Zijian instructed.

"I'll tell them to keep an eye on things. Xiao Chen and that kid have been keeping an eye on things these past few days," Liu Song said.

Luo Zijian nodded: "The others are keeping a close eye on things too."

Liu Song nodded and handed over the black pill in his hand: "What should we do with this?"

Luo Zijian glanced at the slightly melted black dumpling in Liu Song's hand and said, "It's a sugar dumpling, just throw it away."

Liu Song licked his palm: "It's quite sweet."

Luo Zijian glanced at him, then turned and left.

Lin Ziping knew nothing about what happened at the Fuwei Camp after he left.

Once outside the palace, he was like a wild horse, galloping all the way to the rented cottage.

He hadn't been back for seven days, and the yard was full of fallen leaves and dust everywhere.

Lin Ziping had no interest in dealing with it. He went to the place where the gold was hidden, and seeing nothing unusual, he went back to his room.

I dusted off the blankets and lay down immediately.

Even though I didn't do anything, I just feel so tired.

I drifted off to sleep in a daze.

Lin Ziping was awakened by hunger.

I searched inside and out, but there was nothing in the yard.

They immediately decided to go out for a meal.

Moving into this house was too rushed, and we haven't bought many things yet. After dinner, we can go shopping.

A person's life is so simple and unpretentious; they can sleep when they want and eat when they want.

Lin Ziping strolled over to the inn where he had stayed last time.

After ordering food and enjoying a delicious meal, I went around to the backyard to check out the "Wuling Hongguang".

But it wasn't there, so we had to leave disappointed.

This whole thing definitely affected my mood, so I bought some necessities and left in a hurry.

I used to dislike the ancient streets and alleys of that era for being monotonous, lacking any distinctive features, and overly commercialized. But now that I've seen real ancient streets, I find myself longing for the streets of the past.

Back in the rented house, I cleaned it inside and out, and washed and dried the clothes that had accumulated in the palace for a week.

I replenished the lime I'd used up in the palace, bought some embroidery needles, sharpened the dagger, and disinfected it as well...

Before I knew it, it was time to go back to work. It felt like I'd done everything, yet also like I'd done nothing at all.

I was still a little dazed when I got back to the palace; maybe work-related stress exists in this day and age too.

They repeated their duties of guarding the gate and patrolling, and the days passed by like this.

As the weather warms up, the grass grows tall and the flowers bloom, and the palace begins to bustle with activity.

They hold flower-viewing banquets and poetry recitals from time to time.

Lin Ziping was asked to help set up tables and chairs several times as a result.

When the Second Battalion of the Imperial Guard was too busy, they were also temporarily transferred to guard the inner palace.

Due to his status, he could only stay on the perimeter.

May is just around the corner.

I heard that the sixth prince is about to have his birthday, and the ministers and his family members are all coming to celebrate with him.

The event was quite large and there was a shortage of manpower, so Lin Ziping's guard battalion also joined the security work for this event.

Although I had served as a guard before, this time it was the inner circle, and I heard that the emperor, empress, and ladies of the harem with ranks would also be participating.

When this news came back, everyone was excited for several days. Being able to appear in front of important people and gain their favor could lead to a meteoric rise in their careers.

Perhaps to project a positive image, the Ministry of Personnel provided each staff member attending the Sixth Prince's birthday banquet with a new set of clothes and shoes, requiring them to wear them during the banquet.

Holding the new clothes he had just received, Lin Ziping thought to himself that the perks were pretty good.

I wish the princes, princesses, and concubines in the palace could have their birthdays every day and receive new clothes every day, so they wouldn't have to do laundry.

Having been here for so long, one thing Lin Ziping found hard to get used to was washing clothes. Not only was it all done by hand, but the clothes also bled color.

It gets old and worn out after a few washes.

Lin Ziping usually throws things into the water, rinses them casually, and then picks them up.

Back when I was in Fuchun, I would even pay out of my own pocket to buy new work clothes to wear in rotation.

Lin Ziping is now very clear about separating public and private matters. He matches the pot with the lid and the outfit with the appropriate face.

Luo Zijian also attached great importance to this birthday banquet, and every night he would pull everyone together to start rehearsals.

What if an assassin appears, and how should you move around?

What should you do if people start arguing?

What if someone goes missing, and how do you find them?

What should be done when the young ladies and gentlemen leave?

……

After all, banquets are usually the climax of a story, and unexpected events can occur, so contingency plans should be comprehensive.

Gao Chi, it's been so long since I've seen him.

And Li Qiongying, I wonder if I'll be able to see her at this banquet.

How about we arrange a private meal to chat and break the ice after not seeing each other for so many days?

Sigh, what should I say to them when I see them?

Lin Ziping felt as if he had returned to the feeling of nighttime marches during his military training years ago, his body moving in accordance with commands, his soul wandering aimlessly.