Chapter 208 I would like to invite Master to be my disciple's new work 'Han Palace Autumn'
Chapter 208 I want to ask the master to be my disciple’s new work "Han Gong Qiu" (first update)
Author: sunny
Chapter 208 I want to ask the master to be my disciple’s new work "Han Gong Qiu" (first update)
When the official Zhao Ji walked into the courtyard, Li Yan, who had been roaring arrogantly just now, quickly fell to the ground.
The eunuchs who were holding down the young eunuch and the eunuchs who were executing the execution also all fell to the ground.
Official Zhao Ji had a straight face and glanced at the group of people. Then he saw Yang Jian standing up crookedly over there, and then fell to the ground again.
"What's going on?" Zhao Ji, an official, frowned and asked.
Yang Jian opened his mouth to speak tremblingly, but Li Yan on the side couldn't let him speak first, so he rushed to report first.
"That little eunuch didn't follow the rules. When he saw the slave, he spit on the slave's clothes for no reason."
"I will teach him a lesson. He dares to say such arrogant words just because he is Yang Da's godson..."
Official Zhao Ji listened to Li Yan's fierce statement, but his eyes fell on Yang Jian and the young eunuch.
Yang Jian had tears in his eyes and pursed his lips tightly, looking extremely aggrieved.
The little eunuch on the side was dying, looking like he was about to die.
In his ears, Li Yan was still stating endlessly that Yang Jian was arrogant and domineering, which made the official frown.
After glancing at Li Yan, Li Yan quickly shut up and took a few steps back obediently.
However, Li Yan was not panicked at all. After all, the official family needed to collude with the gods. As long as the gods could continue to hook the official family, he would definitely be able to gain a foothold.
"Yang Jian, get up and tell me what's going on?"
Yang Jian tried to climb twice before struggling to stand up.
"In the official family, I haven't seen it, so I don't dare to say anything. It's just that my godson has always been polite and polite, so I'm afraid I don't dare to do such a thing."
"What are you..."
"It's all my fault, I rushed too fast and got hit a few times, but it doesn't matter, I can still serve the officials."
After hearing this and seeing this scene, the official Zhao Ji frowned unbearably.
"Come here, help them out and let the imperial doctor come and take a look."
Seeing that the eunuchs obeyed the orders, they helped Yang Jian and the unknown young eunuch away from the scene.
He turned around and looked at Li Yan. He wanted to scold him a few words. But when he thought that he was going to ask him to invite the Immortal Wang, he finally had to hold back his temper and shouted.
"If a palace official commits a crime, he will be punished as he deserves, but there needs to be a degree of restraint, do you understand?"
"Yes, yes, I understand."
Hearing this scolding voice with a hint of displeasure, Li Yancheng responded fearfully.
In my heart, I was secretly regretful, but it was a pity that the official family came too soon.
Otherwise, even if you don't dare to beat Yang Jian to death, breaking one of his legs is not impossible.
He will not be able to appear under the official's nose for a long time. In this way, haha...
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Yang Jian only received two blows, not to mention that when he rushed out, the two eunuchs who were walking with sticks also subconsciously stopped their hands.
So it was just a pain in his buttocks, but it didn't prevent him from walking, sitting or lying down.
However, his godson was seriously injured and his skin was torn apart.
Fortunately, he rushed there in time, and the officials sent an imperial doctor to treat him, so he should be fine.
At this moment, Yang Jian looked at his confidant and godson with distress, and couldn't help but think of Xiao Gao's explanation.
He gritted his teeth. Now, he could only hope that the young scholar would be as he said, and he would have his own way to expose the deceit of the Taoist Wang.
But the problem is that the officials did not tell Xiao Gao Zhuangyuan about the deeds of the Wang Immortal Chang flying into the sky and escaping to the earth. How could Xiao Gao Zhuangyuan find a chance to expose it?
If the officials knew that he had gone out of the palace to meet foreign officials privately, the crime would be no small matter.
"If you don't enter the tiger's den, you won't be able to cub it." Yang Jian murmured this famous saying and slowly closed his tired eyes.
Yang Jian appeared outside the palace gate the next day and stayed there quietly. He did not enter the palace unless called by officials.
Li Yan couldn't help but feel a little regretful, and even tried to provoke Yang Jian to anger, but the other party was like a piece of wood, not moving at all, neither surprised nor angry.
However, Li Yan was not at all panicked by this situation. After all, he still had time to solve this stumbling block.
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Gao Zhang wandered along with the young eunuch to the place where he used to practice calligraphy.
The young eunuch paused at the door as usual, while Gao Zhang strolled in and looked around for a long time.
Then he arrived in front of the desk again. When he lowered his head, he saw a piece of paper placed next to the desk.
Above it is the handwriting of the official Zhao Ji, which means that if Xiao Gao comes, you should practice calligraphy first, and when you retire as a teacher, you will come here to meet you.
Looking at this note, Gao Zhang felt warm in his heart. He was indeed his good master. Although he was a foolish master, at least he truly loved him.
Gao Zhang did not hesitate, picked up the master's favorite purple brush on his desk, began to splash ink, and practiced calligraphy on the paper.
After the official Zhao Ji dismissed the court, he had just left Chui Gong Hall when a eunuch came forward to report that Xiao Gao, the number one scholar, had entered the palace and was waiting for the official.
Hearing this, Zhao Ji couldn't help but quicken his pace and hurried towards that direction.
At this moment, Li Yan, Yang Jian and others who were following behind had different expressions, but their steps were not slow at all, and they followed the official family quickly to Shanghai.
From a distance, Zhao Ji, an official, saw Gao Zhang standing in front of the desk in the house, writing furiously.
This made him couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, glanced left and right, and then whispered instructions.
"Yang Jian, you follow me in, while the others wait outside."
Li Yan, who was originally smiling and waiting for the official's orders, suddenly froze. He never expected that Gao Zhang would appear.
The officials were doing this again and only allowed Yang Jian to stay by his side to serve him, and no one was allowed to approach him.
I really don’t know what kind of secrets are hidden between the young top scholar and the official family.
When he noticed that Li Yan's eyes were about to burst into flames, Yang Jian, who felt secretly happy, quickly followed the official's footsteps.
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"Okay, okay, good writing. It seems that you, Xiao Gao, are busy with official duties these days, but you haven't neglected your calligraphy either."
"Disciples, please remember Master's teachings. No matter how tired you are, you must practice at least a thousand words every day before you can rest.
Otherwise, if calligraphy does not improve but deteriorates, wouldn't it be a disgrace to the master?"
Seeing that Gao Zhang was so well-behaved and sensible, the official Zhao Ji was greatly comforted. He patted his shoulder affectionately and asked warmly.
"You are still young, so you should pay more attention to rest. Are there any difficulties in the official duties entrusted to you by the teacher?"
The master and apprentice sat in the room and chatted happily, taking advantage of the official Zhao Ji to drink water.
Gao Zhang then said, "Master, I have something to do when I come here today. I wonder if Master has time."
"Miss Shishi's rehearsal of "Autumn in the Palace of Han Dynasty" has been completed and will be performed in a few days.
The disciple would like to ask the master to palm the eyes for the disciple's new work to see if there are any omissions..."
