Seeing a big shoe print on the face of this friend from Beijing, Magistrate Dong looked shocked.
"Sir Yan..." Professor Feng's little heart couldn't help but beat wildly, and he actually threw shoes at the adults in the capital. These unruly people were so lawless.
"presumptuous!"
"Who threw the shoes?"
Around the man in brocade, several people had already stood up, turned their heads and glared at the crowd.
"what did he say?"
"Is it still reasonable to disturb everyone watching the show?"
"Kick them out!"
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The guards of the men in brocade were angry, and the spectators in the theater were even angrier than them. They made loud noises in the theater. It would have been a mercy not to throw them out. They actually dared to yell at everyone and couldn't even watch the show. Those few copper coins were not
Wasted?
The next moment, several guards were overwhelmed by shoes flying from behind.
People like this guy who always disturbs people's interest without blinking have been thrown out many times. There are one or two unlucky ones in every performance. This has even become a tradition in the theater.
The smelly shoes were flying all over the sky, and the three people from Magistrate Dong were also affected. Of course they couldn't stay here any longer, so they ran outside in embarrassment, and then breathed a sigh of relief.
"A bunch of unruly people are going too far!" Professor Feng got a shoe sole on his face, blushed, and stood outside jumping around.
The man in brocade clothes wiped his face with his sleeves and was not angry. He shook his head and said, "This is a quiet place to watch theater. If we make loud noises and disturb others, it is our fault. Being kicked out is not unfair at all."
He turned to look at Magistrate Dong and said with a smile: "Under Brother Dong's rule, the people's customs are very tough!"
Compared with the embarrassment of Professor Feng and the man in brocade, Professor Dong looked much better. He had no shoes thrown on him and his clothes were very neat.
He patted the robe on his body and said, "You were the one who made the loud noise. Of course it's not unfair to be kicked out. We are the ones who really caused the disaster."
"It's okay, it's okay." The man in brocade robes waved his hand and said, "What I just said made the students under Brother Dong regret. Should Brother Dong treat me to a banquet to express his gratitude... By the way, Feng
Professor, where is the best restaurant in Qing’an Prefecture?”
"With my meager salary, I can't afford to go to Zuixiang Tower." Magistrate Dong said with a smile, "I have a cup of tea, which is a bit shabby, but it is enough for entertaining guests."
"We haven't seen each other for several years, but your stinginess, Dong Wenyun, hasn't changed at all." The man in brocade clothes shook his head and sighed.
When Li Yi walked out, several people from Magistrate Dong were still standing outside the door.
The next show of "A Chinese Ghost Story" that Xiaohuan wanted to watch was, so she asked an actor to look after her and walked out on her own.
As the boss-level officer of Qing'an Prefecture, Magistrate Dong had met him, and as a county lieutenant, he naturally wanted to come up and greet him.
Today, Li Yi no longer thinks that the position of county captain is a troublesome matter. As a small eighth-grade official, he can avoid most of the troubles in life. The naive idea in the past has long gone.
Returned.
"Your Majesty, I have met the prefect." He slowly walked up to the prefect Dong and said with cupped hands.
Li Yi still had a good impression of Magistrate Dong. The magistrate had a very good reputation and even took the initiative to help him out in the palace last time.
Magistrate Dong looked at him and asked: "Li County Lieutenant is not on duty at the county government office, why is he here?"
Li Yi coughed lightly and said: "I was injured by a gangster a few days ago. After taking leave, I have been recuperating at home recently."
Magistrate Dong just asked casually. Although he was not in the county government, the security in the city was better than before. As a magistrate, he had specially learned about the torture methods and the division of jurisdictions used by Anxi County government officials to catch fast yamen officials. He planned to go through it.
In a few days, other counties will follow suit.
Professor Feng looked at Li Yi from the side and was surprised. After not seeing him for many days, this rude young man seemed to be a different person. He actually became so humble, which made him a little uncomfortable...
"The New Year is approaching, and more manpower is needed to maintain public security in the city. As a county captain, I have no shirking responsibilities. If you are in good health, you can return to the county office as soon as possible to take up your post." Magistrate Dong nodded and suddenly said: "If I remember correctly,
, it seems that Ruyifang is not far from here, and I am tired from walking, so why not go to your place to rest for a while and drink a cup of tea, what do you think, Lieutenant Li?"
Li Yi was stunned. Didn't he rest in the theater for so long just now? Sure enough, the older the official, the more pretentious he becomes. It is not a wise thing to refuse the prefect. Li Yi nodded and said: "Please, sir."
Ruyifang is next door to Goulan. Although the family no longer lives there, Xiaohuan still goes over to clean it every few days. The house is clean and tidy. It is only suitable for resting, but there is no tea. After asking them to sit down,
Li Yi went to the theater to get two pots of tea by himself.
Magistrate Dong had already sat down. When he turned around, he realized that the man in brocade had not followed him. He was standing at the door, raising his head and muttering something.
"The writing is free and elegant, the gestures are euphemistic and implicit, like flowing clouds and flowing water. Good calligraphy, good calligraphy..."
Just as Dong Wenyun walked out of it, he heard the man in brocade looking at the plaque above the shop and praising him.
He thought to himself that he had forgotten that the other person was obsessed with calligraphy and had a lot of precious calligraphy and paintings in his home. He was also very accomplished in calligraphy and painting. It was normal for him to be attracted by the words on the plaque.
Seeing him come out, the man in brocade clothes looked at Magistrate Dong and said, "Wen Yun, do you know which master wrote these three words? I want to go and pay a visit. I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you to make arrangements."
"There is no need to make arrangements. The master is right there. If you have any questions, just ask them yourself." Magistrate Dong pointed in a certain direction with a strange look on his face and said.
The man in brocade robe turned around and saw the young man walking towards here carrying two pots of tea.
The man in brocade robe looked back at Magistrate Dong with a look of disbelief on his face.
"Haha, if these three words were written by that young man, I will eat this plaque."
As for what Dong Wenyun said just now, the man in brocade didn't believe a word of it. These three words were written with great strength and strength. It would be impossible without decades of effort. This is still a person who is extremely accomplished in calligraphy. If he were an ordinary person,
I'm afraid it won't work for hundreds of years.
This young man must be in his early twenties at most. How could he have such a level? It is precisely because he is proficient in calligraphy that the man in brocade is so confident.
If he hadn't known that the young man was called the most talented person in Jingguo by the academic officials, he was excellent in poetry, calligraphy and painting, and could write a masterpiece like "Disciple Regulations", Magistrate Dong would not have believed it.
"Haha, if Lieutenant Li comes back a little later, your family's plaque will not be saved."
Li Yi walked over and looked at Magistrate Dong with a confused look on his face, not knowing what he was talking about.
