Facing Yu Wuluo's equally aggressive words, Zhao Youlin said without changing his expression: "Haha, it's noon, let's take a break and have lunch. Our Zhao family will have a restaurant under Feiyu Terrace, please, please."
Headed by Zhao Youlin, he walked down and was warmly welcomed by everyone. This is Guangyang City where the Zhao family is located. People who admire the Zhao family are not to mention, but there are also people who applaud Yu Xinxiu and Yu Wu, calling Mr. Xinxiu, you said it well.
Yu Xinxiu returned the gift with a red face, feeling that the peak of his life was just like this.
The five members of the Yu family were not enough to fill the large round table. Zhao Tinggong, Zhao Tingxian and others who participated in the debate in the morning were with them. There were more companions than guests at the table.
Zhao Tinglan is a woman. There is a strong reading culture in Guangyang City. Women can go to school and study, but sitting at the same table with a strange man in public, forget it. She is also her grandfather's beloved granddaughter, just like on Feiyu Terrace.
, sitting next to his grandfather Zhao Youlin.
Yu Wuluo has a good way to hide her identity as a woman, that is, her drinking capacity is astonishing.
The Zhao family had prepared drinks. Some disciples were afraid of delaying the afternoon debate and refused to drink. The same was true for Yu Xinxiu. He had to sleep after drinking, otherwise his head would be dizzy. He was also afraid of affecting the afternoon debate, so he carried a "new
He was called "Mr. Xiu or Little Master" and carried the instructions of his family master on his shoulders, so he did not dare to drink.
Gao Shan attaches great importance to every meal. He must not choose simple things to eat richly. For him, wine and meat are called rich. When people from the Zhao family bring wine, they are all exquisite five kilograms in a jar.
After planting, he left two jars unceremoniously.
The same goes for Lei Fengqi and Yu Wuluo.
Zhao Tinglan couldn't help but peek at Yu Wuluo. Yu Wuluo was afraid that she would not give up, so he smiled at her. The wine was opened when it was delivered. She raised her neck and went down half the jar. She wiped the wine stains on her lips casually with the back of her hand.
It was one of the movements that she thought was very similar to that of a man, full of boldness.
When Zhao Tinglan saw this, her cheeks turned red again. She exchanged a few words with Zhao Youlin and asked for a small wine glass with an inch diameter. After pouring the wine, she looked at the wine jar in Yu Wuluo's hand, gritted her teeth and closed her eyes.
He poured it violently into his mouth.
Fortunately, he didn't spit it out, but the expression on his face was extremely exciting. He was white, red, frowning, and glaring at other times, which made Yu Wuluo turn back and chuckle.
After a while, he raised his neck again, drank the remaining half of the jar of wine, placed the jar on the ground, and held the other jar of wine in his hand.
Yu Xinxiu was extremely envious: "My husband has a high drinking capacity. He has a different artistic conception when he drinks enough wine to write poems and paintings. I can't learn this."
"Yes, I still remember that when I paid homage to the Master, I had a drink with him." Yu Wuluo's drinking capacity has a genetic component. From his grandfather Yu Cun to his father Yu Xinbo and his second uncle Yu Xinzhong, everyone has a good drinking capacity.
, mother and second aunt can also have a few cups.
When my father's second uncle was not working as an official, whenever the weather was nice and the moon was bright, the family would enjoy poetry and drinking.
At that time, Yu Wuluo was either not born, or she was young. She did not catch up with the family reunion, such as drinking wine. She opened her eyes with confusion, ate, and listened to the poems written by her elders. Her enlightenment on poetry and books began at this time.
After she was twelve years old, her grandfather told her that she could drink. Grandfather and grandson drank and wrote poems to each other every month. What he said to Yu Xinxiu at this time was not a lie.
Yu Xinxiu nodded his head, and Yu Wu participated in the debate, speaking sharply to the Yu family. This would only happen if he had a certain friendship with his wife. He said that he had drank with his wife, so there was nothing wrong with that.
Martial arts practitioners also have good appetites. This is the second thing that makes Yu Wuluo look like a man. She has a great appetite and eats as much as Yu Xinxiu can eat for three people.
With the delicious fish and delicious meat, Yu Wuluo forgot about Zhao Tinglan.
At the next table, Zhao Tinglan watched her drinking heavily and eating meat. Although she was still unparalleled in beauty, with the knife in her waist, she could not be more like a young knight.
A chivalrous man capable of both literary and martial arts... Zhao Tinglan looked crazy. While continuing to peek at Yu Wuluo, he was counting the grains of rice and was unable to swallow them.
Yu Wuluo accidentally turned around and saw that they were both women, so he smiled at her again.
Zhao Tinglan responded to her beautifully.
Lei Fengqi saw this and was amused. Xiao Yu didn't know what he was doing. Normal men would not look at women randomly.
In the afternoon, after a group of people took the stage, there was silence again on and off the Feiyutai.
Feiyutai is about four to five stories high, and the three-story high platform is not covered. People who debate often have high-pitched voices and soft tones. Unless they are born this way and cannot change it, there are few people who are not excited and filled with righteous indignation during the debate.
Not very ambitious, sometimes full of anger.
The wind will carry the sound down, and you can hear it clearly even on the first floor of the high platform. Sometimes you can also hear it outside Feiyu Tower.
However, after all, it is built in a city, and the streets are noisy, the wind is too loud, etc., which will affect the sound transmission.
After the group of people climbed onto the third floor of the high platform, Zhao Youlin came out. As in the morning, some of the disciples of the Zhao family began to lay out pens and paper, writing down the words of both sides of the debate. The Zhao family would analyze the reasons for winning and losing afterwards, and also passed it on to the next two
layer of people watching.
Yu Xinxiu followed the rules and obeyed the rules, but Yu Wu really didn't play his cards according to the rules.
It was obviously the Yu family who came forward to take care of this matter, but from Yu Wu's mouth, it didn't matter what the Yu family thought. That's what happened. Why don't you, the Zhao family, take care of it?
It seems that if the Zhao family does not come forward, if the world is in chaos, how much responsibility will the Zhao family bear.
Then Zhao Youlin came out and confronted this domineering boy.
"Since our ancestors became officials, there have been eleven generations of children in our Zhao family who have passed the exams in school. There have been 300 officials, big and small, including three number one, three number two, six number three, and the rest are all in the second, third and third grades. Three hundred
Among the officials, big and small, no one has ever been greedy. There is no one among the three hundred officials who does not take the lead in political affairs. Scholars pay attention to self-cultivation and tolerance, and officials only pay attention to the king and the people. There is nothing that can be retreated from.
Can a little storm be avoided? Drawing a sword will inevitably make things worse, and the storm will become more volatile. It is not too late to wait and see what happens. The world still pays attention to the word "reason", and it is difficult to move without reason. Today, Master Yu said:
On the grounds of finding out the truth, I was invited to join the Zhao family to make a cry for it. The mood is understandable, but the approach cannot be agreed with. Since the founding emperor established the foundation, hundreds of officials have performed their duties, and the system can be called a complete system. The name of punishment is the Ministry of Punishment, Dali
Temples and government offices in various places, why did they ignore this matter? Could it be that Zhang Lin alone could hide the truth from the sky, or could Zhang Lin alone hold Kyoto hostage? Or the officials in Jingli who were born as scholars suddenly became crazy and abandoned their duties as human beings...
..."
The disciple brought a chair, and Zhao Youlin lectured for an hour. Gao Shan fell asleep, and Yu Wuluo also felt troubled.
Zhao Youlin couldn't help but look at her and smiled slightly: "At that time, when scholars save the country, fame and fortune must also be mixed in. Your Yu family wants to save the country, your Zhang family wants to save the country, and your Qian family wants to save the country, just go and do it yourself.
That’s all, who are you trying to clear the way for, and who are you seeking to benefit from?”
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