Everyone looked at the governor Xiong.
Governor Xiong explained: "Brother Su, Brother Lu, Taoist Qingxu, don't get me wrong, this is from my salary."
Su Wuming looked ashamed: "Su was not strict in restraining his subordinates, and he was still ashamed."
Master Fei Ji said dissatisfiedly: "Who is your subordinate? I am a scattered immortal! Besides, I didn't take the initiative to ask governor Xiong for money. I just told him about your identity and Lu Lingfeng. They are willing to give me money and are willing to treat me with such delicious food and drink. What can I do!"
Governor Xiong smiled and said, "Don't think too much. Nanzhou is located in a remote place, and there are few people who can come from the capital. I will treat anyone like this."
Master Fei Ji smiled proudly. He was not stupid. How could he not know that Governor Xiong was talking nonsense?
What he was proud of was that he was smart and knew to exchange information from Su Wuming and Lu Lingfeng for money.
The "old and young" stewed chicken is delicious, but it is not as delicious as it is. The wine is good.
The governor knew how to be a human being and sent a dish to Pei Xijun early.
After drinking for three rounds, I started talking about some private matters.
Zhou Hao asked about how many Taoist temples were in Xia Nanzhou. The Tang Dynasty was very strict in the management of Taoism this year, and it was illegal to become a monk and practice privately.
If you want to become a monk and enter the Tao, you must become a master and practice. Then, after the master recommends to pass the exam, you will become a true Taoist priest.
So his Taoist sect patrols with a dignity really has this job.
Although the Tang Dynasty regarded Taoism as the national religion, it also strictly controlled their number.
There is only one Taoist temple in the entire Nanzhou, called Qingfeng Temple. According to the governor's knowledge, there are twenty or thirty Taoist priests in it, which is considered a medium-sized Taoist temple.
Su Wuming suddenly spoke, "By the way, Governor Xiong, I have an old friend in Nanzhou. I haven't seen him for more than ten years. I miss him very much. He is a calligrapher named Yan Yuanfu. I wonder if the Governor can know him?"
The smile on the governor Xiong's face froze and he looked at Luo Changshi next to him.
At this time, a sound of playing the piano came from outside, and the low sound of the guqin seemed to make waves of wail.
Zhou Hao knew who the piano was, Lu Gongfu, one of the four sons of Nanzhou.
Lu Gong is also known as the "Guqin Master", and the string sounds of the Three Kingdoms Guqin under his command are extraordinary.
It is said that when he plays in the mountains, he can attract hundreds of birds to sing. Do you think it is amazing?
The four sons of Nanzhou are the four famous officials in this southwest, but they each have their own fields of expertise.
But in Zhou Hao's opinion, they are arrogant and have the ability, but they all have all been proud of themselves.
None of them is pleasing, Zhou Hao can save him and the others in advance. Anyway, Yan Yuanfu, the first one who is good at calligraphy, is dead. As long as you keep an eye on him and know the murderer, you can catch him.
But Zhou Hao didn't like the four of them, so he had no interest in saving him.
The sad and graceful sound of this piano shows that Lu Gong’s retro piano has long been around, but for Zhou Hao, this is all the rest he played with.
He is not a master in playing chess, calligraphy and painting.
The system resets all his attack abilities, but the entertainment skills and life skills are retained for him.
The only one among the four of them who can be called true famous people is Yan Yuanfu.
There is no such thing as calligraphy in this world, but if you want to say that calligraphy is the best, the one that others say casually may be Yan Yuanfu or Zhou Hao.
With a systematic arrangement, Zhou Hao's calligraphy became famous after passing the Jinshi exam.
His articles have been regarded as the pinnacle of calligraphy by countless people.
However, few people can find Zhou Hao's calligraphy.
Zhou Hao's calligraphy only exists in the Imperial Palace and the East Palace.
His Highness the Princess was not very interested in calligraphy, so she didn't want it, otherwise Zhou Hao would not be able to refuse.
Therefore, most people think that Zhou Hao's calligraphy is just heard of, but Yan Yuanfu is a real master of calligraphy they can see.
Master Fei Ji said in confusion: "Whose family has funerals? All the sorrows and music are so beautiful?"
Governor Xiong looked at Su Wuming and said in a deep voice: "If I guess correctly, the person I gave under the sound of this piano will be your old friend Yan Yuanfu."
When Su Wuming heard this, his face changed drastically. He stood up in panic and ran to the corridor to watch the street below.
An old friend who has not seen for more than ten years is normal in ancient times, and the transportation is inconvenient. Everyone cannot spend half a month on the road just because of the gathering of friends.
Besides, the road is not as safe as in modern society in later generations. They were likely to be killed by bandits and horses on the road.
Everyone followed him.
Paper money is flying, and there is a long funeral procession on the street.
Governor Xiong said in a deep voice: "Seven days ago, Yan Yuanfu died of illness, and the remaining three of the four sons in Nanzhou are mourning for him."
Zhou Hao raised his finger and pinched a handprint and slid it past his eyes.
He opened the sky eye.
Yan Yuanfu's coffin was surrounded by resentment, and it was obvious that he was wronged to die.
This situation is killed by someone.
Zhou Hao said, "Governor Xiong, are you sure Yan Yuanfu died of illness?"
Governor Xiong said in surprise: "Why did Master Qingxu say this? His family said so, and the doctor said so."
There are no systematic first aid measures in this era, so many people die, their families do not pursue them, and the officials cannot intervene.
Theoretically, there was no obvious trauma and no poisoning. The family members thought it was a death.
There were not many people living long in ancient times, and deaths of forty or fifty years were common.
Zhou Hao sighed: "No, I just think I am familiar with Brother Su. I guess I am almost the same age as me, but I died just like that. God is jealous of the talent!"
Su Wuming was a little surprised, and Zhou Hao was always aimless.
But now is not the time to be surprised. He is filled with sadness about the death of his old friend.
Governor Xiong nodded deeply.
Su Wuming said in confusion: "What are the four sons of Nanzhou?"
He felt that he was ignorant and heard this title for the first time.
Governor Xiong: "Oh, the one who helped him was the tea ceremony master Zhong Boqi. Not to mention that there is a place where tea is available in Nanzhou, this is the one who is most proficient in tea ceremony."
Haha, it’s so good at bragging. Who is the top ten famous tea ceremony in the Tang Dynasty?
The first person in the Tang Dynasty tea ceremony has not been born yet.
"The person who plays the piano is Lu Gongfu, the Guqin saint hand of the Guqin. The string sound of the Three Kingdoms under his command is extraordinary. It is said that when he plays in the mountains, he often causes a hundred birds to sing together, and even the sound of the stream can close his string sound."
"The poet Leng Ji was the one who spreads paper money. His women and children in Nanzhou can chant. These three people, together with Yan Yuanfu, who was famous for Chang'an before his death, were also called the fourth son of Nanzhou. Well, by the way, Xiong had heard that Master Qingxu was a master of calligraphy, but he had no fate to see him. I don't know if he could..."
Superintendent Xiong rubbed his hands excitedly, and these officials loved to be artful.
But few people get Zhou Hao's magic treasures. Are he a little overly excited?
It’s not that Zhou Hao is arrogant, it’s because he knows that what he can’t get is the best.
Zhou Hao smiled and said, "Okay, please write to me! But I think Brother Su can't wait to worship his old friend! Brother Su please!"
Su Wuming clasped his fists and said, "I'm so rude, Governor Xiong Haihan!"
Chapter completed!