Zhang Zonghuan also said: "I met him before, and when I came back to tell him, I was quite surprised by all the insights I had. Brother Kunshan, I'm afraid it's not a trivial matter for me to give you time."

There are many people with mixed eyes, and Zuo Liangyu doesn't know what Zuo Mengeng said to Zhang Haogu, but the father is still inexplicably happy when his son is praised.

Before he could think about it, the crowd suddenly became noisy.

"I'm coming……"

Zuo Mengeng followed everyone's gaze and saw an official ship turning into the river at Shuimen Pass in the south and heading straight for the dock.

The two elegant and outstanding scribes on the bow of the ship stood facing the wind, with their big sleeves fluttering. They were really extraordinary and heart-wrenching.

Everyone couldn't help but take a few steps closer, as if they were seeing a huge star.

The official took the lead, no one else but me, and clasped his fists at the two scribes. His voice was clear and could be heard throughout the countryside.

"I remember Tai Gong as Ruo Gu Gong. Even after seeing each other for years, my style remains the same!"

The more substantial and generous of the two scribes returned the favor, and his laughter spread far and wide.

"This time when we go north, we are greeted by Duke Wei Yuan. How can Hou Xun be so virtuous?"

On the boat, the conversation on the shore was like singing, and they were enjoying themselves happily. However, Zuo Mengeng looked at the scribes on the boat in shock as if he had been shocked by electricity.
Chapter completed!