The next morning, in front of the Daihou Mansion, the housekeeper Zhao Zhu had just seen off a guest when he saw an ox cart approaching and stopped in front of the manor.
A man jumped out of the car and saw Zhao Zhu standing at the door. He immediately came forward to salute: "Butler Zhao."
"Who are you?" Seeing someone coming again, Zhao Zhu felt a little nervous and had a bad feeling.
As soon as the man opened his mouth, Zhao Zhu's hunch was confirmed.
"Steward Zhao, I am the steward of the Yao Mansion. I came here this time to complain to the marquis on behalf of my master. My master left the capital last night because of family matters. I'm afraid he won't be able to come back for ten days and a half.
, I really can’t attend the literary conference a few days later, this... do you think? "
"Is your master going to have something to do on the day of the cultural gathering?" This is the third time today that he has come to refuse, and the expression on Zhao Zhu's face is a little unbearable.
He frowned: "I'm just a housekeeper, and I can't make the decision on this matter without authorization. Come with me and see Mr. Jian, who is in charge of the cultural conference."
With that said, he led this person to see Jian Qu.
The guest who had just sent away had declined the cultural gathering on behalf of the host. Jian Qu was feeling depressed when he saw Zhao Zhu leading another person to come to him, and his heart suddenly sank.
When the visitor revealed his intention, Jian Qu's mood was indescribable. He had to suppress the rising anger and barely exchanged a few words with the visitor. He heard that Yao Xun, whom he had invited, had left Beijing last night.
He felt even more dissatisfied and could only force a smile: "In that case, there is nothing we can do. I hope I can have a chance next time."
Asking Zhao Zhu to send the steward out, he slammed the tea cup in his hand on the table and said angrily: "What does this mean? I promised and then regretted it!"
"Why, someone regretted it?" A person pushed the door in from outside and asked.
Jian Qu looked up and saw that the person who came in was Cen Rubai, one of his own, so he couldn't help but tell Cen Rubai about the fact that three people had declined the literary meeting within an hour.
Cen Rubai frowned after hearing this, and then said for a long time: "You can't blame them entirely for this. Master Jian, I'm afraid you don't know yet. There are rumors in the capital that anyone who comes to our mansion to attend a cultural gathering will be evil to the King of Qi.
This reaction is not surprising.”
King Qi is the one with the loudest voice and the strongest power among all the kings. He has been operating in Beijing for many years, which indeed makes many people fear him.
Jian Qu frowned after hearing this: "That's true, but if everyone is afraid of King Qi and dare not come to Daihou Mansion, won't this cultural gathering be impossible to hold? What will happen to the people in the capital then?
Looking at my lord?"
This is the first literary meeting held by my lord after his naturalization. He can't even hold it, which is really embarrassing.
Cen Rubai pondered: "Don't report this to the Lord in advance. If someone comes to refuse, we will immediately visit again and politely decline the guests. We will invite some new guests and try to get more guests to come. In four days, the cultural gathering will be held in the entire capital.
If the publicity is spread, we can't let no one attend the cultural gathering, which will lose the face of the Marquis Mansion."
Jian Qu agreed with this: "In this case, I asked someone to list some famous scholars in the capital. Those who are officials cannot be invited because they want to avoid suspicion, but there are many people in Beijing, and there are some local scholars who are famous.
If so, you can also send an invitation to attend the cultural gathering."
The number of candidates and scholars in the entire capital is quite impressive. If they select some of them who are somewhat famous, they still have a large number of people. They don't believe it. Even a dozen people will not be enough!
The wild Taoist standing at the door happened to hear the conversation and planned to go in. After hearing this, he couldn't help but look thoughtful, turned around and walked towards Su Ziji's courtyard.
When he arrived at the study, he found that the master was sitting there quietly writing music. He was not an outsider and did not pay attention to politeness, so he sat aside and waited quietly.
"My Lord asked me to stop the steward of Prince Qi's Mansion and give ten taels of silver to Steward Chen. What's the purpose?"
"It's strange to say that although Manager Chen is usually greedy for money, he is very cautious in what he says and does, and is never good at making opinions. As a result, not long after he received the money, he actually made a statement in the brothel and asked me to spread the news about publishing, which caused the current situation.
There are undercurrents surging in the capital, and there are a lot of discussions."
"Could it be that your Majesty is doing this to show weakness to His Majesty? But in this way, the Marquis Mansion will hold an unwritten meeting, and this face will be lost."
"That's what I guessed. Your Majesty made a huge sacrifice. Your first appearance is so important, but your Majesty was able to trample on your own face and use it to dig a hole for King Qi. No matter how suspicious you are, no one will
I believe there is the Lord’s handwriting in this.”
While the wild Taoist was deep in thought, Su Ziji had already finished typing the music in silence.
"[Boiler Heart Technique] +10, level 15 (5/15000), qualification +1, qualification 17→18 (10), Wen Xin Diao Long gets [a single phrase]!"
“Finally upgraded.”
Suddenly, Su Ziji's eyes lost focus, and seemed to see through the void, crossing the boundaries of time and space, and projecting to the distant other side...
Near Panlong Lake, the restored Dragon Girl Temple has all been given new names. Due to the rainfall caused by Dragon Girl killing locusts, it has gained some popularity.
"Hello, Master." A young man swept the floor diligently and greeted him as soon as he saw him.
"Okay!" Old Man Sun from the Temple Zhu had a smile on his face. He was a lonely old man, and he regarded this apprentice as his son. This apprentice was deceived into causing trouble, and advocated changing the Water Temple into the Locust God Temple, and was punished.
After quitting hard labor, he finally came back and became respectful and diligent. This is a great thing.
At this moment, his body suddenly shook, and his apprentice quickly supported him: "Master, what's wrong with you?"
"Didn't you hear?" Old Man Sun was startled.
"..."
The disciple didn't hear anything, but Old Man Sun heard it. A deep and majestic dragon roar radiated in all directions, surging like the sea, and filling the sky like an endless storm.
People's eyes can't help but turn to Panlong Lake, which is the center.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty?" The whisper in his ear made Su Ziji wake up. He was stunned for a moment and realized that he had been in a trance for a few minutes.
Su Ziji looked at the window blankly. The sky was still dark, but suddenly, the clouds opened and the sun shone down, shining directly on him.
"Is this authority?" Su Ziji felt the authority contained in it, and his heart felt hot. At this time, it was difficult to distinguish it carefully, and he was experiencing new changes.
"Just a few words?" Su Ziji found that when he upgraded the [Paanlong Heart Technique], the Wenxin Diaolong also upgraded.
"A few words: within a controllable range, using this technique on people can allow them to say one or two sentences that the user wishes under a specific environment without being suspected."
This kind of skill is in the same vein as the previous [Wenxin Diaolong], but [Wenxindiaolong] affects emotions. After the skill is activated, what words will be said when activated by keywords or the environment actually vary from person to person and are not the same.
It cannot be controlled and some errors are prone to occur.
However, [One Word Phrase] can make the person who is using the skill say a specific sentence or two in a specific environment. This skill is simply a magical skill.