Chapter 30 The New Leader of the Qi Party, Murong Mubai
As if Zhao Bingchun had grasped the last straw, he hurriedly asked his slaves to change clothes and quickly rushed to the most mysterious mansion in Fengcheng County.
at this time.
In the large study room deep in this mansion.
A middle-aged man about fifty years old, with a majestic face and slightly gray hair but meticulously combed his hair, was wearing only white pajamas and leaning on the fire pot, reading an ancient book, shaking his head in admiration from time to time.
"Sir, Zhao Bingchun, the magistrate of Fengcheng County, wants to see you. He said he has something important to see you..."
At this time.
There are domestic slaves outside, please report carefully.
"Um?"
Murong Mubai's majestic old brows suddenly frowned.
Why did this low-ranking official come to see me so late? Could it be that something happened in Fengcheng?
This made Murong Mubai's heart skip a beat.
After thinking for a moment he said:
"Come here, change your clothes."
"yes."
…
Not long after.
Zhao Bingchun was then taken to Murong Mubai's study. He quickly knelt down on his knees and saluted Murong Mubai respectfully:
"Student Zhao Bingchun has met Mr. Murong."
Although Murong Mubai looked down on Zhao Bingchun, a small official like a sesame seed, his hometown was under the rule of Zhao Bingchun after all, so he had to give Zhao Bingchun such a warm and affectionate face no matter what.
He said calmly:
"Master Zhao, please get up. Why are you here so late?"
Zhao Bingchun was already confident, so he quickly and carefully took down a piece of calligraphy he had just written, placed it in front of Murong Mubai, and said:
"Sir, this is a poem newly written by a student from this county. The student feels that it is a bit amazing and beautiful. I would like to ask you to taste it."
"Um?"
When it came to poetry, especially because Zhao Bingchun rated it so highly, Murong Mubai's interest was immediately aroused.
I immediately opened the text with my own hands.
"I am born with talents that will be useful. Will I come back after all the money I have spent?"
A moment.
Even Murong Mubai, a high official in the imperial court and the new leader of the Qi Party, was also a little shocked. His eyes were narrowed and his body was tense.
How could you think of...
Qizhou is a bitter and cold place with a poor literary style, but there are students from the younger generation who can write such amazingly talented poems...
At this level, even if it were placed in the capital, it would definitely be famous in Beijing!
He couldn’t stop praising:
"Good poetry, good poetry. Good poetry is more powerful."
"I never thought that I, a student from Fengcheng, would have such a great talent! It's so obvious to me, it's so obvious to me!"
Seeing that his life-saving straw seemed to have a miraculous effect, Zhao Bingchun was beaming with joy and hurriedly flattered him.
It can be said that it was only thanks to Murong Mubai's blessing that Fengcheng could have such talented people.
But how could Murong Mubai have time to pay attention to Zhao Bingchun's flattery at this time?
He said anxiously:
"Listen to this poem. It's either a rhymed poem or a seven-character quatrain. What about the beginning and end, and the front and back?"
"this……"
Zhao Bingchun was immediately stunned by the question, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
But after all, he had been an official for many years and his response was very quick.
Busy and respectfully said:
"Sir, the student has just obtained these two lines of poetry, and he doesn't know the whole poem yet. However, the student has already sent people to the student's home to invite him over."
"Want to come."
"Tomorrow morning, sir, you will know the answer..."
Ouyang Mubai breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, but he glared at Zhao Bingchun slightly displeased and said:
"Emotions, Mr. Zhao, are you doing this purely to amuse me and whet my appetite?"
"ah?"
"thump!"
Zhao Bingchun was almost scared to death. He quickly knelt down respectfully and kowtowed desperately:
"Sir, if the students don't dare, how dare the students? The students just want to let you, sir, get this poem as soon as possible. They have no other intention."
Seeing that the goal of beating Zhao Bingchun was achieved, Ouyang Mubai laughed and said:
"Mr. Zhao, what are you doing? I'm just joking with you. Come on, I'm in a good mood today, so Mr. Zhao will have a drink with me!"
…
Because Murong Mubai was in a really good mood after receiving these two lines from Li Yuanjing's poem, he drank the wine very happily.
But as I was drunk, I recited these two lines of poetry, which inevitably made me more emotional and quite powerful.
but.
This seems out of place in this huge courtyard.
Murong Kai, the young master of the Murong family who stayed out last night and slept at home all day today, was quickly attracted by the sound here and hurried over and said:
"Dad, it's so late, what are you arguing about?"
"I have met Mr. Murong."
Zhao Bingchun quickly saluted Murong Kai respectfully.
If Li Yuanjing were here at this moment, he might be able to recognize him at a glance——
This Young Master Murong is the noble prince who was accompanied by Wang Youdao before, and the real owner who bought his big catfish.
"Kaier, come here, take a look, what do you think of these two lines of poetry?"
Murong Mubai only got his younger son Murong Kai when he was old. Although this younger son was a little romantic, he was very talented and already had a good reputation in the capital at a young age.
This also made Murong Mubai love Murong Kai very much.
Immediately, these two lines of poems by Li Yuanjing were placed in front of Murong Kai.
"I am born with talents that will be useful. Will I come back after all the money I have spent?"
"My dear mother is here."
Murong Kai was a bit of a poetry fanatic, and his superior family environment since childhood also made him relatively free and easy. At this time, when Murong saw such amazingly talented poems, he immediately picked up the Fengcheng dialect.
He said excitedly:
"Dad, Dad, who wrote these two lines of poetry? The children are all in admiration. How brave and what have you gone through to write such a line of poetry?"
Murong Mubai was also quite proud and said proudly:
"This is written by one of my junior students in Fengcheng. Kai'er, do you still think that you are the number one in Qizhou?"
"Dad, dad! This man has great talent, this man has great talent. I have to go meet him now and have a good discussion!"
Murong Kai's face turned red with excitement and he was going to find Li Yuanjing now.
Murong Mubai also admired Murong Kai's attitude towards studying, but he pretended to be displeased and said:
"Nonsense. What time is it? How can you disturb others' rest at this time? Mr. Zhao has already sent someone to invite this junior student. I think you can see him early tomorrow morning."
But as soon as Murong Mubai said these words, the cold sweat on Zhao Bingchun's forehead could not stop oozing out.
He just said it casually, and why did he send someone to invite Li Yuanjing?
If Mr. Murong really becomes serious at this time, how should he step down?
But Murong Kai was so excited that he no longer bought his father's blame, and hurriedly said to Zhao Bingchun:
"Master Zhao, please excuse me, my nephew wants to meet this talented colleague now!"
"this……"
Zhao Bingchun looked at Murong Mubai as if he was asking for help.
In fact, Murong Mubai also felt itchy in his heart. He couldn't wait to see the whole picture of Li Yuanjing's poem, so he immediately sighed in a pretense:
"That's all, since you are willing to toss, then let's do whatever you want."
Murong Kai was overjoyed and hurriedly saluted Murong Mubai respectfully:
"Thank you dad, thank you dad."
Here, Zhao Bingchun also breathed a long sigh of relief and thought to himself: 'Tonight, I'm afraid he will have to use his old bones to accompany this young master.'
but.
Then Zhao Bingchun couldn't help but be overjoyed.
I'm afraid no one else can even ask for such a beautiful job.
…
soon.
Zhao Bingchun and Murong Mubai returned to the county government office and began to recruit people.
Although Zhao Bingchun is the magistrate of Fengcheng County and the head of a county.
But at this time, except for Fengcheng County, which was actually under his or the imperial court's control, Zhao Bingchun had the intention but was unable to do anything else outside the city.
Especially at this time, there was the noble son Murong Kai. How could Zhao Bingchun dare to neglect safety?
By the time they had summoned nearly a hundred available government servants and soldiers in the county government, it was already time to get ugly.
However, a group of people ignored the dark night and the high wind and hurriedly asked Ma Huan to lead the way, and the group of people rushed towards Quanzi Village in great numbers. This chapter has been completed!