Chapter 585: If you have to do work, you need to practice calligraphy. You have to grasp it with both hands.
Chapter 585 I want to practice calligraphy at work, I want to hold both legs, and I want to be hard on both legs (Second update)
Author: sunny
Chapter 585 I want to practice calligraphy at work, I want to hold both legs, and I want to be hard on both legs (Second update)
Zhao Ji, an official who was painting a pot of orchids, saw Xiao Tian obediently entering the study with light steps.
I can't help but feel very pleased. Look, that dog is even more sensible than some people.
When it is used as a model, it will remain motionless in whatever pose it takes.
Only after the painting is finished and there is nothing more to do, will he leave the study for a walk. He is so well-behaved and considerate.
Alas, the official Zhao Ji shook his head and continued to focus on creation. After a long time, he finally completed the orchid sketch, and then he stopped writing with satisfaction.
He moved his arms and returned to the desk. At that time, the eunuch who heard the movement quickly reported that Tong Guan and the Liang Master had arrived in Chengdu.
When they heard the summons coming from outside the house, the two of them moved their numb legs and walked honestly towards the outside of the house.
Bu Nao, just when Tong Guanna asked to put his legs out of his sleeves, he heard the official Zhao Ji speaking to him.
When Tong Guan, who was originally very worried, was asked about the matter in the northwest, his eyes suddenly lit up and he became energetic.
This immediately confused Liang Shicheng on the side. Could it be said that if the officials called Tong Guan over, they would stop the northwest affairs?
If that's the case, then why did you ask yourself to call Tong Guan over when you were reading the copybook?
Could it be that in the eyes of the officials, the talented eunuchs were ultimately inferior to the vulgar warriors among the eunuchs like Tong Guan?
Then what are the uses for the years of hard work I’ve been practicing to slim down my golden body?
It was at that moment when Master Liang was so confused that the future and future of his incomplete life felt blurry.
I heard the official suddenly raise a topic.
"I have observed that he has countless veterans of the Song Dynasty. Although he is old and has been wounded by swords and arrows, it will be difficult for him to lead him to make achievements in the Song Dynasty."
"Is it possible that their meritorious deeds make me reluctant to let them retire and live in their hometowns, causing their pearls to become dusty?"
Those words also made Tong Guan a little confused. He touched his sparse beard with a few red strands, but he really couldn't figure out the official's thoughts.
...So, let those military ministers of the Song Dynasty who are old or injured and unable to walk on the battlefield, but have good brains, be able to continue to shine.
He decided to seek the establishment of a new organization.
"...It is called the General Staff Council, and the envoys of the General Staff Council are the second rank, parallel to the Privy Council."
Tong Guan and Liang Shicheng stared blankly at the proud Emperor of the Song Dynasty in front of them.
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When Tong Guan walked out of the Imperial Study Room, his face was all burning, and he felt a little feverish.
It was originally considered a great joy, but whether he could become a dignified envoy of the General Staff Council, or whether he could be promoted to a second-rank official position.
It can be said that he is at the pinnacle of being a general in charge of the army. Not even the biological father of Xiao Gao, the number one scholar, can enjoy the treatment.
But I didn't expect that when I was so excited and thanking the officials profusely, I accidentally dropped my scrawled copybook to the ground.
Then, Liang Shicheng, that bastard without a chicken, actually told the officials that I, Tong, would like to ask the officials to help me correct the label’s criticism.
Until Kuiqiu walked out of the palace, Tong Guan's mind kept recalling the time when the officials happily opened those shrimp-leaf copybooks.
That undisguised expression of disgust, even the official's eyes and expression when he looked at him after reading the copybook.
It almost made Tong Guan suspect that the official wanted to take back his life.
Fortunately, in the past, Guan Fou told him displeasedly that he needed to work hard, practice calligraphy, and hold both legs tightly, and both legs needed to be strong.
Nima, our family is just a eunuch who desires to make achievements on the battlefield, get promoted and make a fortune, okay?
"Tie Liang, how dare you plot against our family like this? I'll wait until Tong gets the chance to show off..."
After Tong Guan spewed rubbish with a livid face, he finally felt a lot more relaxed. He left the palace, turned over on his horse, thought about it carefully, and summoned his confidants to follow him, asking him to find those confidants immediately.
Let them quickly build momentum for themselves. The envoy of the General Staff Council must deny our family.
Not long after walking, the figure of Gao Qi flashed through Tong Guan's mind again, and he couldn't help but murmur in his heart.
If Gao Qiu comes to argue with me, I think of the relationship between the number one scholar Gao Zhang and the emperor.
Tong Guan couldn't help but feel faintly in his heart. After thinking about it, he raised his head and glanced at the sky, and decided to stick to the original plan.
Let's go back to the house first, make careful arrangements with a group of close friends, and then go to visit Cai Jing in the morning.
Even at that time, the officials were a little bit jealous of Cai Jing, but even if Cai Jing didn't come forward, they begged him to suppress his minions.
It can help yourself, and your position as an observer will be very certain.
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"Oh, you two pavilion elders, Mingyue can come to the banquet, can you really let me wait..."
Gao Zhang smiled and greeted the two Crouching Dragon and Phoenix chicks who were wearing scarlet robes and walking with their heads held high.
Tong Zhisheng, who was so proud that his Analects of Confucius was covered in his official uniform, pointed to the piece of red meat next to him with disdain.
"Hahaha... Brother Guizhang, I blame that guy for my fault.
When the Sa family heard my greeting, they immediately wanted to come over, but the lao Liu had to sit there for a long time."
Those words immediately made Mr. Cai Ge feel uncomfortable all over, and he was really unlucky.
The foolish king actually gave himself up to Tong Zhisheng, a vulgar warrior, and became the elder of the pavilion side by side. Is he really angry to death?
The key point is that Tong Zhisheng is in the government office. If he is taking a nap, he is wandering around in the secretarial department, running around like a fool.
Can I bother the officials in the Secretariat so much that they are not as low-key as I am? At most, I can only read books, sleep in the Secretariat, and occasionally inspect the office to supervise the work of those officials.
"What do you mean by that? Do you understand me because I have a request for a service?"
Gao Zhang almost couldn't control his expression. At least he knew that the sixth man was very colorful. After wiping his face, he asked with a serious look on his face.
"I'm looking for a service. I dare to ask my junior brother if I'm asking for a service that is worthy of my junior brother's help?"
"It's just a little school clerk who is clumsy and clumsy in his work. Alas, he sees him as pitiful and gives him a few pointers."
"College Secretary, do you need me to give you some advice? Ah, no... senior brother, do you mean that? How can a talented person like you, my junior fellow apprentice, have the time to give guidance to a little school secretary..."
Having just come from the east, Tong Zhisheng suddenly became lively in conversation after taking a big gulp of wine.
"Brother Guizhang, I don't want to listen to his nonsense. He is just a shameless school secretary. Knowing that he is the son of Prime Minister Cai, he hangs around the sixth man for a long time, asking for help, all kinds of legs...
Tsk, tsk, tsk, that guy doesn’t care about his appearance, name, or personality. He looks more like a dog-leg than a dog-leg.
The Sa family always felt that that guy didn't look like a serious guy, so he might have guessed where the string came from."
