Came here on foot, the journey was dusty, and left in the air, the journey was dusty.
It's as heavy as a mountain when it comes, and it's as light as the wind when it goes.
Zhang Yutang, Mrs. Zhang, Xu Jiaorong, Li Yong, and A Bao boarded the green boat together and stood in the sky. The green clouds lingered like a lampshade, covering up the cold wind outside.
This was not the first time for Zhang Yutang, Li Yong, and A Bao to soar in the sky, but it didn't matter. They stood there calmly, with nothing bothering them.
Only Mrs. Zhang and Xu Jiaorong could be considered as flying in the sky for the first time in a real sense. Under the novel stimulation, they ignored the dignity, etiquette and unrestrained temperament of a lady, and couldn't help but open their mouths and shout.
Zhang Yutang smiled and said:
"If you don't adapt to it, just sit down and rest first. We will be home in a while."
With a pointing finger, the vitality condensed into a Taoist talisman, and the Taoist talisman transformed into two deck chairs, which landed firmly on the green boat without moving at all.
Mrs. Zhang is not surprised by Zhang Yutang's magical powers. Over the past five years, she has seen Zhang Yutang perform magical powers more than once. In Mrs. Zhang's eyes, all magic, stunts and other incredible things are magical powers.
"Okay, Yu'er is still the same as she was when she was a child. She knows how to care for her mother." Mrs. Zhang sat comfortably on the recliner, looking at the sky outside the green clouds, the white clouds, the turbulent wind, and then looked towards infinity.
The sky and the earth are the same color, vast and boundless.
"You should sit down too, Yu'er has conjured a chair for you. If you don't sit down, wouldn't you be letting Yu'er down?"
When Xu Jiaorong heard this, her face turned red with embarrassment:
"Madam, I am a servant, there is no place for me to sit."
Mrs. Zhang smiled and said:
"If I ask you to sit down, you sit down. If I don't let you sit down this time, I will suffer a lot when Yu'er marries a wife and forgets her mother."
Zhang Yutang listened nearby and was greatly embarrassed:
"Mom, how can you talk about your child like this? Don't worry. If I marry a daughter-in-law in the future, I will be the first to ask her if she is filial to you and the old man. If she is not filial, I will never go to such a woman.
Marry, now you can rest assured."
"Your mouth is as sweet as honey."
Mrs. Zhang smiled and said:
"I don't know how many girls you will abduct from now on."
Turning back to the blushing Xu Jiaorong next to him, he said:
"Hurry up and sit down. If you don't sit down, you may not know how Yu'er will bury me in her heart."
"lady!"
With a cry, Xu Jiaorong closed her eyes and sat down, staring straight at the sky beyond the green clouds without saying a word:
"Madam, how can you say that? It's so embarrassing, but... I really like hearing it."
The green boat flies in the sky like a rainbow across the sky.
Under the setting sun, as night falls, the huge Qiantang City exudes a heavy atmosphere. Lying there, pieces of blood, culture, official energy, and military energy soar into the sky, exuding five colors and ten flowers, competing with the stars and the moon.
In particular, the literary energy shot through the sun and the rainbow, overwhelming the sky and the earth, forming a flower-like brocade, covering up all the light.
Arriving at Zhang Mansion, Lu Zhou, Zhang Yutang, Mrs. Zhang, Xu Jiaorong, and Li Yong walked slowly behind. A Bao trotted forward and knocked on the door of Zhang Mansion excitedly.
Dong dong dong——
There was a knock on the door in the night, and in the dimly lit place, the four of them felt a little excited. After five years, they finally went home.
"Who?"
An old and slightly dissatisfied voice came from Zhang's mansion:
"It's already dark, why are you here? I don't know why you're here during the day."
As the words fell, there was a creak, and the door of Zhang's Mansion slowly opened. An old man, with a hunched back and hunched waist, slowly raised his head and looked up, with a look of surprise on his face:
"Madam, Master, why are you back?"
"Hurry, come on, come in quickly. I haven't seen Madam and Master for a long time. I didn't expect that Master has grown so big."
He glanced at Xu Jiaorong, who was as beautiful as a flower, and said with a smile:
"This is the young lady. Come in quickly. The master is not asleep yet. I will have someone report the good news to him immediately."
Mrs. Zhang stepped forward and said with a smile:
"Manager Li, you are already so old. If you don't enjoy your old age properly, you still have to look at the gate. I have told you so many times that you can just let young people do this. You have been busy in Zhang Mansion all your life.
It’s time to enjoy peace and quiet.”
Manager Li chuckled, and his loose skin stretched out:
"It's okay. I'm an old man. I can still look after the Zhang family for a few years. When I finally die, I can't do it even if I want to. Besides, those young people have to do a rough job. Let them
I'm not worried about guarding the door either."
Mrs. Zhang smiled kindly:
"You, the old man, should also give the young people some opportunities to exercise. Over time, they will become familiar with it."
"We'll go in first, and you should rest early."
Manager Li bent down and smiled:
"Madam, young master, young madam, walk slowly."
The news that the young master and his wife had returned to the house spread like wildfire throughout the Zhang Mansion. In an instant, the Zhang Mansion was decorated with lights and colorful decorations, and the servants all rose up to welcome the master's arrival.
"Madam, you little bastards, you are finally back. I have been so busy these days that I feel dizzy."
A mellow voice came, and Zhang Yuanwai walked over with brisk steps and a smile on his face:
"If you come back at this time, you haven't eaten yet. Come on, let the kitchen prepare the best food and wine. Our family wants to have a good meal."
The nearby slaves responded:
"Yes, sir."
Some of the slaves retreated and helped with everything in the kitchen.
"Come on, madam, let's go back to the room. Jiaorong, please come with us."
Looking at the pretty Xu Jiaorong, Zhang Yuanwai liked her from the bottom of his heart. Even in the past few days, Dr. Xu seemed to have mentioned accidentally several times while chatting with Zhang Yuanwai:
"This child Jiao Rong is not young anymore. When other girls reach this age, they have already gotten married and have children."
With such an obvious hint, Zhang Yuanwai certainly knew what was going on, and he also told Mrs. Zhang through a paper crane letter. Zhang Yuanwai already knew the outcome of the matter.
Now that he had decided to accept her within three years at the latest, Zhang Yuanwai completely regarded Xu Jiaorong as his daughter-in-law, and the more he looked at her, the happier he became.
"Master, Jiaorong is a servant, how can he be in the same seat as the master and his wife?"
Xu Jiaorong stood next to Mrs. Zhang and lowered her head slightly:
"Wouldn't it be a violation of the rules to do this?"
Mrs. Zhang smiled and held Xu Jiaorong’s hand:
"I don't have the final say about the rules in our Zhang Mansion. If I say yes, it's okay. Let's go, don't say more, let's eat together."
Walking to Yuanwai Zhang, Mrs. Zhang smiled and said:
"This time, you did something right."
"Yeah?"
Zhang Yuanwai was flattered:
"To be praised by my wife, it means that what I did is definitely the most correct thing I have done in my life."
"Yeah?"
Mrs. Zhang's face darkened after hearing this:
"Then you did something wrong by marrying me? You old fool, you are so heartless."
"It is my greatest honor to marry my wife."
Zhang Yuanwai quickly walked to Mrs. Zhang's side and said in a low voice:
"Madam, everyone in front of you and behind you must save some face for me."
"snort!"
Mrs. Zhang rolled her eyes at Yuanwai Zhang:
"Marrying me makes you so embarrassed. You dare not say it out loud. You are a coward."
Although his tone was unhappy, his voice was lowered a lot, obviously not wanting others to hear.
Little did they know that after years of practice, Li Yong, A Bao, Xu Jiaorong, Zhang Yutang and others, their hearing and vision were much better than ordinary people. Within ten meters, the sound of a fly falling to the ground fell in Zhang Yutang's ears.
, all like thunder.
Zhang Yuwai's words fell on the ears of the four people word for word. All three of them suppressed their laughter and turned their faces red. Only Zhang Yutang couldn't help laughing loudly.
The old couple still interacted with each other and flirted with each other as before, and they became younger and younger as they lived.
Hearing Zhang Yutang's laughter, Zhang Yuanwai raised his head, straightened his chest, and looked very majestic:
"You little brat, what are you laughing at?"
Zhang Yutang said:
"Old man, I just came back. Everything looked friendly and I couldn't help but laugh out loud."
"Don't speak loudly to Yu'er."
Mrs. Zhang secretly reached out and pinched Yuan Wai Zhang, who grinned in pain:
"Yu'er has just come back. If you scare him like this, don't you want our mother and son to come back?"
Zhang Yuanwai said depressedly:
"How come? My voice is so loud."
"You won't change it?"
The family returned to the hall, had a good time, had dinner, and went to bed each other.
…
As for the gathering of heroes held in Qiantang, with the official operation, all kinds of information were overwhelming and spread all over the world.
Well-known talents from all over the Song Dynasty came here from different places.
For a time, Qiantang City was crowded with talented people from all over the world.
These talented people all want to show off their talents at the gathering of heroes and become famous all over the world.
What makes these people flock to him even more is that the current Emperor of the People has announced that the person at the top of this gathering of heroes will be the most talented person in the world.
The most talented person in the world, what a great name.
Since ancient times, there has been no first in literature and no second in military power!
But this time, we have to choose the number one in the world!
This kind of temptation makes any reader unable to help but feel excited.
Everything is inferior, only reading is superior!
The most talented man in the world, and also the best among scholars, will surely be passed down through the ages and be immortalized forever.
In the spring of March, the golden time when all things sprout, the Heroes' Meeting will officially begin.
Famous talents from the Song Dynasty came one after another. On the one hand, they hoped to get to know some people with real talents through this conference, and on the other hand, people with real talents also wanted to use this conference to become famous all over the world.
No ambitious person wants to remain unknown.
They long for fame, they long for success, and they don't want to continue to be talented losers who are regarded as talented.
Everyone feels that their talents are not appreciated, and everyone feels that they are stronger and know more than others. This gathering of heroes will become a furnace for refining real gold.
True gold is not afraid of fire, and those who remain in the end will gain both fame and wealth.
There is even hope of rising to prominence and becoming an official in the court.
The largest inn in Qiantang... Suiyuan is in the middle. It is also full of scholars at this time, all of them have read poetry and books and have a gorgeous temperament.
There was a man among them, who was tall and tall, with a tall crown and a beard, and a graceful bearing. Sitting there, he looked so majestic that no one around him dared to take a breath.
"Everyone, I heard someone say that you have a peerless genius from Qiantang. He has already reached the stage where a hundred saints can express his teachings in writing. He has even been named a holy teacher in the world today. He is not talented and has a shallow academic knowledge, but he also wants to
Asking this so-called holy master for advice may help you make some progress."
There is a strong smell of gunpowder in these words.
The visitor was unkind, and the original noise in the inn suddenly fell silent, and you could hear the drop of a needle. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Piaotian Literature Register to recommend this work. Your support is my greatest support.