"I really didn't expect that Xin Jieyuan was not only talented in policy theory, but he was also so good at poetry?" Everyone present was secretly surprised.
Zheng Yingci and several others' expressions changed slightly.
Sun Buhan walked out at this time, smiled and said to Su Ziji: "Brother Su Xian is really talented, and Brother Yu admires him."
When Sun Buhan broke the deadlock, the surprised people seemed to be half awake and praised him again and again.
But some people looked at it carefully and said: "It's a pity that it's a pavilion style."
The so-called Guange style is actually an official document. Official documents, of course, pay attention to every word is not easy or confused, and the requirement is that the standards are clear - if something goes wrong, who is responsible?
However, literati always like to be original, pay attention to their own personality, pursue calligraphy that is free and comfortable, and express personal emotions. Therefore, they despise this kind of calligraphy and think: "Since the practice of Tie Kuo, calligraphy has become one, Tulong Puppet,
It’s no fun”
After hearing this, Su Ziji felt no fluctuation in his heart, but wanted to laugh.
Literati can talk about individuality, but officials must pay attention to rules. Therefore, the imperial examination system actually has extra points for the imperial examination. Not to mention the previous dynasty, Cao Ying of this dynasty is a famous scholar. In the previous examination, the 39-year-old Cao Ying
I finally passed and took the palace examination. However, due to poor calligraphy, I only got the 19th place among the top three.
The angry Cao Ying went back and asked his daughter to practice calligraphy to ridicule this phenomenon of judging people by their words.
Su Ziji would naturally not make this mistake.
Huang Liangping, the prefect, seemed to have a good impression of Su Ziji, saying: "When it is written in the Guange style, it can be elegant, elegant, and beautiful. The word "Xie Yuan" is already good."
"Level 5 of the pavilion body, 1357/5000, of course not bad."
At this time, the prefect Huang Liangping didn't know that Su Ziji was actually involved in the prince's bloodline matter, so he still had an appreciative attitude toward a scholar, especially the newcomer Jieyuan.
When Zheng Yingci saw this scene, although he couldn't say he was jealous, he couldn't help but feel depressed: "Did I make the wrong choice when I chose Taoism?"
This literary meeting did not last long and gradually dispersed within half an hour.
But there is a lot of talk left for everyone, including this year’s Jieyuan.
In response, Su Ziji glanced at Zheng Yingci, who was leaving with a slight expression on his face, and then at Sun Buhan, who was trapped by someone, and left first.
After returning to his boat, the wild Taoist came back after a while. When he came in, he reported: "Sir, there is news."
"Tell me about it."
"I specially made acquaintance with a person. This person is a native of the prefecture and an adopted son of the family. He must know some information. However, such a person must be very tight-lipped and want to pry out the truth.
, it may take some time.”
"It won't take that long." Su Ziji thought for a moment: "You can invite him to drink later, and I can help you."
It was still early at this time, and although the literary party was over, for many people, the nightlife had just begun.
On the lake, the sound of musical instruments and music could be heard from many boats, as well as laughter.
You can use small boats to travel between Huafang and Huafang. Although there are more restrictions than on land, it gives everyone a sense of indulgence that is not available on the shore.
In particular, some restaurant merchants also do business, taking on the business of selling wine and food on the water. As long as they bid, they can deliver it. There is also a lot of wine, which is more expensive than on land. This is the money they make.
Su Ziji asked the wild Taoist to invite the servant to the painting boat.
Since he had taken off the lantern and did not show his face, he only hid on the screen, so the servant just thought it was the painting boat rented by "Mr. Yun".
Su Ziji called for some food and wine, which was quite sumptuous. Even if the magistrate's servants were respectable, it would not be easy for them to eat for free at such a banquet. After seeing it, they would be satisfied first.
However, people are strict about what they eat, so the wild Taoist tried a few words and found no results, so he just drank wine, ate vegetables, and chatted about irrelevant topics.
"What's the use of having a tight mouth?" At this time, Su Ziji, who was behind the screen, saw that this man's face was red and he was obviously a little drunk. With just one finger, Wen Xin Diao Long activated.
Although this technique is only effective at the primary level, it is enough to deal with this class of servants.
The servant suddenly became drunk, and his eyes were blurred. The wild Taoist was an old man, and his eyesight was very good. With just one glance, he could tell that the state of the prefect servant in front of him had changed.
Thinking of what the young master said, I felt a chill in my heart, and immediately tried to say: "I am a fellow villager of the prefect, and he is considered a confidant. With the benevolence and righteousness of the prefect, I may not be able to pursue an official career in the future. After all, even an outsider like me has heard that the prefect is a
Good guy..."
"What a good man?" The servant was a little drunk. He squinted at "Mr. Yun" across from him. He just thought it was pleasing to his eyes. He also felt that a scholar could treat him to a drink and he didn't mean to curry favor with the prefect. What did this mean?
?
This shows that people are here for you, and they really value themselves. Unlike others, even if they smile at themselves, they still look down on themselves in their hearts.
So he started to grumble: "Hey, my master is really powerful, right? Renyi?"
He took a breath and shook his head: "You don't know, this high-ranking official is not easy to offend no matter how benevolent or righteous he is! Don't look at me, I seem to have some dignity, but if I offend you, I'm afraid I won't be able to bear any grass on my grave one day.
It’s going to grow.”
Oh, there is a way.
The wild Taoist hurriedly followed these words and said: "This is impossible. You are also a native of the prefect, so you always have some affection. Besides, the court has a decree that even if you sell yourself as a servant, your master cannot kill you at will.
”
"Don't you understand this?" the servant sneered. Although he was on the boat, he still subconsciously looked around first. When he saw no one was around, he lowered his voice and said to the wild Taoist: "Whoever the official wants to die has to do it himself.
?Not only won’t it happen, but it will be in vain if you die. Who dares to say anything?”
"I don't believe it!" The wild Taoist shook his head deliberately, showing off a person who is ignorant of reading.
The servant clicked his tongue: "You don't believe it, do you? Let me ask you, has my master done a great job?"
This seems natural to the wild Taoists, but they still say: "It's natural."
"Then you know why my master became such a high official?"
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"What's the speciality here?"
"It's a lot more particular. Let's just say that Feng Shui has an impact on officialdom." The servant was originally very tight-lipped. Not to mention people he had just met, or people he had known for more than ten years, he might not say it, but now he says it
Come out.
"In order to get rich, my master tried to seize the feng shui of his ancestral land. When that family refused to obey, he set fire to it. Hey, there were three people... ah no, four people, two old men and a woman with a baby.
, no one ran out..."
Three corpses and four lives, the wild Taoist just raised his eyebrows.
Su Ziji behind the screen also frowned slightly, this was really shameful.
The wild Taoist people were already worried about the incident of helping to seize the ancestral tomb of Su Zi's birthplace, but the matter they asked about this time was related to the ancestral tomb, which really made them feel angry.
Of course, all the anger was directed at the dog officer.
His eyes fell on the man in front of him who was in a trance, and he felt a little more in awe of the young master's unpredictable methods.
As for the servant who said all these things that he shouldn't have said, he just slapped his head after saying it.
"Am I drunk just now?" When I thought about it carefully, I seemed to have said a lot of things, but I couldn't remember exactly what I said. I was afraid that I would cause trouble if I drank too much, so I only ate vegetables and did not drink alcohol.
Even the wild Taoists didn't keep any incense sticks, and they left with excuses when they were full.
"Sir, don't worry, I will investigate the situation." The wild Taoist assured Su Ziji excitedly.
Although this servant doesn't know much, the clues mentioned are enough. With the wild Taoist's methods, it is only a matter of time before he can find out.
"Let's go!" Su Ziji nodded, feeling hot in his heart. Literary Mind and Diaolong is really powerful. Don't just think it's just to make people feel good, it can still turn the world upside down if you play tricks. He's even more looking forward to the upgrade.