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Chapter 351: Gao Zhang burns paper, Cai Yao composes an inscription)

Chapter 351 Gao Zhang burned paper and Cai Yao wrote a poem (Second update)

Author: sunny

Chapter 351 Gao Zhang burned paper and Cai Yao wrote a poem (Second update)

"I'm here, I wonder what your orders are, Mr. Xiao Ge?"

The attendant waiting at the door quickly entered the house and asked the eccentric Rokuro in a flattering manner.

Then Cai Laoliu raised his chin.

"Give me the ink, ah no... I will take a shower and change clothes first, and you can light the incense."

The follower looked confused and glanced around the room.

"Old Xiao Ge, what are you going to do?"

"Oh, why, do I need to inform you about my work? If you are asked to burn incense, just burn incense."

"...Yes, yes, I will do it now."

I wiped my face, and my balls ached. I met such an eccentric Rokuro who liked to look at people's nostrils and could make people's tempers explode with just three sentences.

No wonder that every time I interact with Rokuro face to face, nine times out of ten, I can’t help but pick up the ruler and do something.

Cai Laoliu took a shower and changed clothes. Sandalwood incense had been lit in the room, and then he sat down in front of the desk where the four treasures of the study were placed.

Cai Laoliu, who was letting his personal attendants grind ink after brewing for a long time, felt empty-headed, must have felt that the sense of ritual was not enough, and there was something missing.

After rolling his eyes for a long time, he suddenly showed a confident smile.

"When the ancients composed a poem, there should be the sound of elegant music. You should quickly go and call the musicians in the mansion."

"...Yes, I will call for you now. I wonder how many musicians Mr. Xiaoge needs and what instruments he needs them to prepare?"

"Let me think about it, Qin must have..."

In order to pursue a sense of ritual on the road of literary creation, Cai Laoliu finally carefully selected and called three Fuzhong musicians.

Next, sandalwood curled up, and melodious and beautiful music echoed in the room. On the side, my close friends were studying ink seriously with a serious face.

The Qilinzi of the Cai family has a "velvet seat" under her buttocks that only high-ranking officials are allowed to use.

The so-called velvet is actually a mat made from the fur of monkeys such as golden monkeys to keep warm. Their fur is smooth, soft, and golden, making them look very magnificent.

If anyone in the future wants to own such a velvet cushion, haha... please read the "Wildlife Protection Law" first and consider how many years of prison life and fines you can enjoy.

Sitting on the velvet seat, holding the imperial purple-haired pen in his hand, dipping it into the Hui ink ground with an inkstone, and facing the imperial rice paper, Cai Laoliu fell into deep thought.

After a few breaths, he put pen to paper on the rice paper and wrote in six characters: "Cai Ge Lao Zhu Fei Fu".

The confidants beside him stared with exaggerated eyes to the extreme, and then carefully glanced at Cai Liulang, who had a proud face.

After that, the music continued, and the person who was studying ink was still moving, but Cai Laoliu was like a fossil, holding a pen and sitting in front of the desk motionless for a long time, and then he continued to write.

"There is Cai Yao Liulang, whom the world calls the Qilin son of the Cai family. He is knowledgeable about the past and the present, and is suave. At the age of fourteen, he was awarded the gold medal in high school..."

After writing some words of praise for himself, Cai Laoliu thought about it for a long time, but he couldn't find any talent at all, and he couldn't help but feel bad.

I always felt that there must be something wrong with my sense of ritual, which prevented me from expressing my talents. I rolled my eyes for a long time, and suddenly an idea flashed across my face.

"Go and bring the wine. We don't need any appetizers. We need more wine. Go quickly."

Cai Zhongliang, his confidant, could only nod his head and hurried away. In a short time, he brought a jar of wine to Liu Lang.

After seeing this, Cai Laoliu showed a happy smile. After drinking a cup, he couldn't help but muttered with a relaxed expression.

"In ancient times, there were hundreds of Li Bai's poems about drinking wine, but today I have a thousand poems about wine in Lao Tan, Cai Ge..."

Cai Zhongliang's eyelids jumped when he heard this, so he could only pour wine for Liulang and wait until he drank enough to squeeze out his talent.

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Cai Jing, who was strolling in the back garden, thought about the rare conflict between him and Liu Lang today.

After this boy received the rewards from the officials, he went back to the house happily without knowing what he was doing.

Isn't it possible that he is just happily holding those rewards and having fun alone?

At this time, the housekeeper came to invite the Prime Minister to have dinner. Cai Jing wandered towards that side and saw that the few children who were still at home were there, but Liu Lang was missing.

He couldn't help but frown and shouted at the housekeeper.

"Where are Rokuro and the others?"

"Master Xiang, Liu Lang, he drank too much..."

"Drink too much?!" Cai Jing looked at the housekeeper with a confused face, and then the housekeeper whispered a few words in his ear.

Cai Jing's expression suddenly became very exciting. He grinned for a long time before shaking his head in frustration. He couldn't help but mutter a few words in his native dialect.

The general idea is that you are an evil beast, a piece of mud that cannot hold up the wall, and so on.

The housekeeper's eyelids jumped when he heard this, but at the moment he could only pretend that he was deaf. A family matter like the conflict between the prime minister and his son was not something that a little servant like him could deal with.

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The next day, Gao Zhang received the news that someone from the official family had summoned him to the palace.

Gao Zhang didn't dare to neglect, and quickly washed himself up. After all, the smoky night last night, and the smell of cured meat was really too appetizing.

I wandered into the palace and arrived at the study as usual, where I saw Liang Shicheng and a middle-aged eunuch bragging and spanking.

After seeing Gao Zhang, Liang Shicheng, who already knew that the young champion had an unusual status in the hearts of the officials, stepped forward with a smile and bowed.

"Our family has met the Number One Scholar, and we admire him very much for his high righteousness.

He spent all his family wealth and donated tens of thousands of books to the imperial court, which made all the poor scholars in the world burst into tears of gratitude..."

Gao Zhang also returned the salute with a smile on his face, but there was no trace of pride on his face, and he said politely and modestly.

"Zhongguan Liang is ridiculous. I just did what a minister of the Song Dynasty should do..."

After the two exchanged pleasantries, Liang Shicheng pointed at the middle-aged eunuch with a white face and a beardless face and said.

"Come, come, come, Tan Zhen, why don't you hurry up and meet Mr. Jinke Zhuangyuan."

This middle-aged eunuch also bowed respectfully to Gao Zhang and revealed his identity. He was also Tan Zhen, the great eunuch in the palace.

Gao Zhang smiled and exchanged greetings with the official Tan Zhongguan, then said goodbye and went straight to the official's study.

Tan Zhen watched blankly as Gao Zhang entered the study under the guidance of the eunuch who led the way.

After that, the eunuch withdrew, leaving Gao Zhang alone in the study.

Such a scene really made Tan Zhen stunned on the spot. He looked at Liang Shicheng beside him for a long time and said softly.

"Liang Da, isn't this inappropriate?"

This statement of Liang Da naturally showed that Zhongguan Tan's position in the Ministry of Internal Affairs, and he naturally followed Liang Shicheng and became a party with him.

Liang Shicheng laughed happily at this confidant who had been in charge of tax supervision affairs outside the country and had recently entered the palace.

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(End of chapter)


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