By dusk, more than twenty monks had arrived in the back garden of Junshan Temple, including Taoist disciples from the pavilions, as well as casual practitioners and those from aristocratic families.
Zhao Ran didn't know most of the people inside, but after being introduced by Dongfang Jing, Pei Zhongze, Rong Niang and others, they actually saluted each other, and they seemed to be familiar with each other.
Seeing that it was getting dark, Zhao Ran ordered Jin Jiu and others to fetch a dozen red lanterns and hang them around the courtyard wall. Jin Jiu and others were about to twist the fire to light the lanterns, but saw Rong Niang casually playing out a string of shining beads, one inside each lantern.
, it lights up without fire, illuminating the back garden as bright as day.
It turned out that this was a genuine night-light pearl. Zhao Ran was stunned when he saw it. He couldn't help but be a little distracted by Rong Niang's family background. He secretly thought that he would go back and ask Dongfang and others about which family this girl came from and why she acted like this.
Generous.
Seeing that the lights were on and the bonfire was burning, the butcher even came out in person and took two cooks to work on cutting the mutton. Zhao Ran guessed that the banquet was about to start, so he quietly retreated to the corner, thinking in his heart
I was thinking about my thank you note for a while.
Zhao Ran is quite good at speaking in public. Speeches similar to acknowledgments are nothing more than welcome, review, thanks, and hope. But if you want to speak well and wonderfully, and people will like to hear it, you must add some small details.
Skill.
For example, try to name all the monks present. If you are familiar with them, you might as well make a joke, and if you are unfamiliar with them, you should fully express your gratitude. Intersperse a few small jokes and tell a few obscure dirty jokes - well, this
You have to carefully consider each point, and you have to be subtle but not explicit about it, and that's pretty much it.
Of course, in order to be able to infect people, Zhao Ran also added his own hardships when seeking Taoism in his manuscript. By the way, he could also bring the great alchemist Chu Yangcheng into the story to tell the story. Didn't a few monks just hear that he was
Miao Zhu, don’t you think highly of yourself? It just so happens that Zhao Ran is very good at pulling tiger skins!
In short, this speech should fully express my gratitude. After all, whether it is for Dongfang's sake or Rongniang's sake, people who come all the way to Junshan to celebrate their promotion to the post of governor are doing it for themselves.
Face, these will be your personal connections in the future, so you must do your best to maintain them.
Seeing that the manuscript was almost finished, Dongfang Jing went up to the small pavilion alone, and the monks gathered around the pavilion.
Just listen to Dongfang Jingdao: "Fellow Taoists, today's banquet is very innovative, very natural, easy-going, leisurely and thoughtful, which is in line with the essence of my Taoism. Dongfang is very happy in my heart and thanks Rong Niang for her hospitality and careful preparation. Originally, Dongfang was very happy.
This congratulatory banquet was convened by Rong Niang, but since she regards me, Dongfang Jing, as her elder brother, I will greet you all on her behalf as an elder brother, and thank you all on her behalf, thank you for your hard work, and thank you for your consideration.
, let’s have a drink first, and after we finish, please come up and thank you all.”
Zhao Ran also picked up a wine glass and drank the wine in one gulp. He thought to himself whether he should take out some of the exotic flowers and fruits left by the White Tiger and squeeze them into juice or have them as desserts? Dongfang and Rong Niang asked me
I feel so sorry for having to work so hard.
But after thinking about it, I still couldn’t bear it.
I heard Dongfang Jing say from the pavilion: "Now, please invite the Lord into the pavilion to thank all fellow Taoists."
Zhao Ran put down the wine glass, straightened the righteous robe and crown again, walked up the three steps, entered the pavilion and came to Dongfang Jing, and nodded to Dongfang Jing.
Dongfang Jing's eyelids twitched and he asked Zhao Ran with his eyes: "?"
Zhao Ran smiled and nodded in response, then turned around and saw Rong Niang at the foot of the steps and asked softly: "How many words do you want to say first?"
Zhao Ran continued to smile and nodded, and then said to the monks: "Welcome to all the fellow Taoists to the picturesque Junshan. On behalf of all the fellow Taoists of Junshan Temple and the 40,000 people in the Junshan area, I would like to extend my warmest greetings to all the fellow Taoists."
Welcome!”
After a pause, Zhao Ran felt a little regretful when he saw no one applauding below. These people lacked the experience of listening to speeches, otherwise the atmosphere would have been much better. But it doesn't matter. I can express my gratitude clearly and leave a deep impression on everyone.
Just fine.
So, he continued: "To be honest, Xiaodao's promotion to Wujiyuan is responsible for this responsibility. It is just a small thing in the jungle of my Taoist school. It is just a small progress for Xiaodao, but it makes all fellow Taoists not far away."
I came thousands of miles away to celebrate, but I feel so ashamed..."
Zhao Ran's speech lasted about one stick of incense, not too long nor too short, and the time was just right. After finishing his speech, he once again clasped his fists and bowed his head, bowed deeply to the monks present, and then walked out of the pavilion gracefully.
There was sparse applause in the back garden, and Zhao Ran looked around and saw that Jin Jiu and other members of the Junshan Temple family were applauding and cheering. As for the monks, they looked at each other in confusion, and then glanced at Zhao Ran with various strange eyes.
Zhao Ran felt something was wrong and quickly recalled whether there were any mistakes or omissions in his speech just now. He thought about it for a moment, but still couldn't figure it out.
Suddenly Dongfang Jing coughed twice, and then said: "Haha, today's banquet turns out to be a double happiness! Junior Brother Zhao has been promoted to the post of Governor of Wuji Academy. Indeed, um, that... is worth celebrating... um,
Well, below, we invite Rong Niang to come up and thank everyone. Rong Niang’s breakthrough to Huang Guan this time is a...well, it is also a great joy..."
Zhao Ran's face turned red and he wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in. It didn't matter what Rong Niang said later, he didn't listen at all, he stumbled out of the moon cave door and returned to his temple's blessing room.
, plunged onto the bed, and stuffed his whole head into the quilt, for a long, long time...
After an unknown amount of time, someone knocked on the door. Zhao Ran heard that the footsteps were undoubtedly Rong Niang's, and he was too embarrassed to pay attention.
Rong Niang continued to knock on the door: "Is there anyone there?"
"Nobody!"
With a "bang" sound, Rong Niang kicked the door open and saw Zhao Ran covering his head with a pillow and quilt, curling up on the bed. She stretched out her hand to lift his quilt. Seeing Zhao Ran's unhappy look, she suddenly couldn't help laughing.
: "Haha, Zhao, Zhao Zhiran, why are you so funny!"
"Don't base your happiness on other people's pain!"
"Haha, okay, haha... then, congratulations to Senior Brother Zhao on his promotion to the Chief... of Wujiyuan, Haha..."
"Besides, I'm falling out with you!"
"Your hair is so fun. I can touch it inch by inch."
Zhao Ran slapped Rong Niang's hand away and said, "Don't slap people in the face, and don't touch people in the head. Haven't you heard of that?"
"Okay, okay, haha, let's get down to business, I'm here to sincerely congratulate you..."
Zhao Ran sat up suddenly, stared at Rong Niang, and said seriously: "I really fell out!"
Rong Niang laughed for a while, sat on the edge of the bed, reached out and patted a piece of paper on Zhao Ran's forehead: "Congratulations to Zhao Damiao for your promotion to the capital of Zhao, this is a congratulatory gift!"
Zhao Ran caught the paper that fell from his forehead and found that it was a talisman. When he looked carefully, it turned out to be a fifth-level talisman!
Rong Niang smiled and said, "Don't be angry. It's not my fault. Who knew you were promoted?"
"What kind of talisman is this?"
"The Fire Talisman of the Fierce Sun Pill, as long as it is shot out, it will kill a mage or something without any effort. How about it? Are you satisfied?" Rong Niang asked with a smile.
"Well, I accept your apology!" Zhao Ran replied sincerely.