Because Chengnan Station receives high-ranking officials and dignitaries all year round, the main hall is decorated very luxuriously.
The hall is decorated with carved beams and painted beams, high-hanging palace lanterns, and a smattering of mahogany decorations. There are six large round tables that are not too crowded.
In addition to the officials, there were also gentry and wealthy businessmen from Jining who accompanied them. Six large tables were crowded with noisy.
There were large plates and bowls on the table, big fish and meat piled up like a hill, and there were people playing the piano, singing, and accompanying the wine. Such a tacky scene made Xu Ge Lao Lao have no appetite.
But in order to wait for Wang Shizhen¡¯s poem, Lao Yuanfu still endured the discomfort and persisted.
The wine has passed three rounds, and the food has passed five flavors.
At the guest of honor seat protected by a mahogany landscape screen, an official suggested that Leader Wang should leave a calligraphy treasure or write a poem to add glory to Jining.
As soon as this statement came out, the whole hall immediately responded with an uproar. It was so easy to find a living King Leader. How can we let him go easily without letting him vomit something out?
Wang Shizhen had been waiting for this moment for a long time, so she happily responded: "No problem!"
As he spoke, he picked up the wine glass, pretended to think for a moment, then turned around and cupped his hands towards Xu Jiegong and said:
"Then give this poem "Sixty Sentences in Seven Words and Modern Style to Young Master Xu Xianggong's Return to the South" to Yuan Fu."
"Wow, sixty sentences! This is so enjoyable!" Jining officials immediately cheered excitedly, and then everyone fell silent and listened to Leader Wang's deep voice:
"Taige has been serving as a jun for many years, and all generals have learned to be better than silk fibers. Hong Kui's appearance is full of feathers, and Li Hai's chin is partial to the scales."
"Okay!" After just two words, the officials immediately had no room to cheer.
"The two edicts rejuvenate the sun and the moon, and they will see the emperor and his ministers for thousands of years. I sincerely trust myself to the secret of the golden rope, and support the new jade throne with my bare hands!"
"That's great!" The officials almost admired the leader of the Death King. He could show such disgusting flattery without changing his expression. He deserves to be the leader of the literary world!
Wang Shizhen turned to Xu Jie again, looked at the object of his praise with a sincere face and said:
"It was only then that Bai Kui knew the Ming Dynasty and Shun's eyes, and the whole world only praised Yao Ren. The halberd gate is as open as water in the day, and the rafters and pens are always spring when the sun returns"
But I saw Mr. Xu Ge¡¯s face was gloomy and scary, and Xu Fan also had a dark face, as if he wanted to eat people.
"That's it." Xu Fan interrupted Wang Shizhen abruptly, then helped his father get up and said, "It's getting late, we should set off. Thank you for your hospitality."
After saying that, the father and son ignored the Jining officials who looked at each other and left the lobby.
Wang Shizhen was even more puzzled by Monk Zhang Er. Isn't my poem gross enough?
I almost made myself throw up when I wrote it
He hurriedly chased him out with the Jining prefect.
"Yuanfu, Yuanfu, please stay! What happened to make Yuanfu so unhappy?"
The prefect of Jining is so depressed. He has spent so much time and energy on entertaining guests, but he still invites such a big guest. Who the hell are you talking to to reason with?
Mr. Xu Ge had already walked to the door of the post house with the support of his son.
Hearing this, he walked towards the boat and said calmly: "Don't be too worried, Mingfu. I'm not targeting you. I'm just suddenly tired. Please come back."
"This" The prefect stopped and looked at Wang Shizhen. If it¡¯s not for me, then it¡¯s for you.
"Me?" Wang Shizhen thought hard and didn't know how she could offend these two men.
"It's not who you are!" Xu Fan turned around, spat hard at him and said, "Another white-eyed wolf!"
"How come I'm such a white-eyed wolf?" Wang Shizhen followed and called out to Zhuang Tianqu, "Brother Xian, even if you want to kill or chop him into pieces, you still have to make Brother Yu understand him!"
"You know it in your heart!" Xu Fan scolded: "You have the ability to play tricks on my father, don't you have the guts to admit it? You really make people look down on you!"
After saying that, he supported his trembling old father and went straight onto the boat.
"Yuan Fu, with the family friendship between my two families, do you think I would tease you?" Leader Wang burst into tears of grievance.
"That's not necessarily the case." Xu Fan sneered: "Zhang Taiyue is still the heir to my father's mantle! Maybe in this world, just repay kindness with enmity!"
After saying that, he closed the cabin door with a bang and ignored the crying Wang Shizhen.
Leader Wang stood dumbly on the pier for a long time. When the official ship sailed far away, he suddenly took off his big hat and threw it into the lake.
"He's fucking sick!"
Until Wang Shizhen¡¯s death, he never figured out how he offended Mr. Xu Ge and his son that day
He even put his twelve lines of poetry into oneI took apart the words word by word and studied it for half a month, but I couldn't find anything in it that could annoy the Xu family and his son.
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Yangzhou Dongguan Wharf.
Everyone can finally take a good rest here and return to Jinling refreshed.
On the pier, Ye Xixian, Ye¡¯s younger brother, personally brought a motorcade to greet him.
When Zhao Shouzheng went to chat with his Uncle Ye, Zhao Hao was happy to save trouble and got into a luxurious carriage with Qiaoqiao and Ma Xianglan.
Mr. Zhao was commenting on the decoration in the carriage when Hua Shuyang knocked on the door of the carriage.
"Master, my father-in-law left you a letter in Yangzhou."
"Oh?" Zhao Hao reached out to take it and asked strangely: "Why did Leader Wang come to Yangzhou?"
"I just found out after reading the letter." Hua Shuyang replied hurriedly: "My father-in-law has been appointed as the deputy inspector of Henan Province, and he happens to be heading north from the canal."
As he said this, he said with a regretful look on his face: "It's a pity that I missed it on the way Hey, Master, what are you doing?"
Hua Shuyang noticed that his master was slapping his forehead and muttering: "I forgot about death, I forgot about death"
"It's okay, I got carsick." Zhao Hao said casually and asked, "When did your father-in-law set off from Yangzhou?"
"It was the twenty-fifth of last month." Hua Shuyang said: "If you think about it, we should have entered the border of Henan by now"
"Hey, it's too late" Zhao Hao smiled bitterly.
"Why is it too late?" Hua Shuyang looked at Zhao Hao in surprise and shouted in his heart, is the master going to use the great prophecy technique on his father-in-law?
"It's nothing." Zhao Hao waved his hand and motioned for him to get out.
Then he ignored the confused Hua Shuyang and closed the car door with a bang.
In the carriage, Qiaoqiao and Ma Xianglan also looked at Zhao Hao strangely.
I saw him squirming on the velvet seat like a bean bug.
The two asked him what he had done to hurt him, but Zhao Hao refused to tell them.
How should Zhao Hao tell them?
When I celebrated the New Year, the hymn poem I wrote to Mr. Xu Ge at the request of Wu Shilai was copied from the masterpiece of Alliance Leader Wang¡ª¡ª
"Seven words and sixty sentences in modern style from Young Master Xu Xianggong's Return to the South"!
Of course, sixty sentences are too long, and the ones that follow are not appropriate After all, Mr. Xu Ge was still in office at the time.
So Zhao Hao picked off the first sixteen sentences and gave them to Mr. Xu Ge.
"It's a pity that something went wrong in the lecture at Lingji Palace, and Mr. Xu Ge didn't give him a chance to sing. So only he, Wu Shilai, and Xu Jie and his son knew about that poem
Doesn¡¯t this deceive Alliance Leader Wang?
Wang Shizhen didn¡¯t know that her poem had been copied before it was even finished.
"If you copy it, just copy it. It was only shown to Mr. Xu Ge and his son, and no one else knows about it."
Therefore, Leader Wang, who was kept in the dark, would probably present this poem to Mr. Xu Ge again after meeting him!
How does Mr. Xu Ge think of him?
You look down on me, right? You use other people's second-hand goods to deal with me, and he is also the boy I hate the most?
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