The next morning, Tang Ji lifted the quilt, put one hand on his forehead and patted it twice, but he could still feel that his head was a little dizzy. Unexpectedly, his body couldn't stand the stimulation of alcohol. You know, he often used it in his previous life.
I'll have a couple of drinks with my dad.
I stretched out on the bed and reluctantly opened my eyes. What I saw was not the paulownia-colored ceiling, but a huge face wrapped in beard.
"Hey~"
Seeing that Tang Ji was frightened, the middle-aged man standing by the bed took half a step back in embarrassment, cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Mr. Tang, Shopkeeper Yue asked me to pick you up."
Tang Ji patted his chest with lingering fear and glanced at the other party angrily, unable to tell whether this was to pick someone up or to scare him!
"Thank you, give me a moment." He adjusted his mood and replied politely. Just as he was about to reach out to touch the dark cloth on the chair beside the bed, he was stopped.
Pang Qing put away his cloth, then walked to the table and brought out a long tray, in which was placed an off-white gown: "The lady said that the young master's clothes have not been made yet, so she wanted to wear this first.
"
Tang Ji was a little speechless. He stretched out his hand to touch the clothes twice. It was obviously made of very good material, but this was still "a little aggrieved". The world of rich people was indeed different.
"Thank you!" He was not polite, got up and put on his clothes.
Pang Qing helped him tidy up a little more.
A moment later, Tang Ji walked into the courtyard after washing up. Jiang Ran and Jiu'er, who were sitting outside the bedroom chatting, widened their eyes in surprise.
Jiu'er stood up first, pointed at him and stammered: "You...are you really Mr. Tang?"
Wearing white clothes, Tang Ji's temperament was completely revealed. He was majestic and graceful.
"What? Is it possible that someone else told you the story of Sun Wukong yesterday?" Tang Ji walked over and pinched her nose lightly.
Jiu'er gently patted his hand away, hummed softly, and couldn't help but glance at Jiang Ran.
The young lady is not young anymore, and the key point is that she doesn't show any dislike for Mr. Tang. If they can be together, it seems to be good, the man is talented and the woman is a good match, and she doesn't have to worry anymore.
Jiang Ran stood up in a dignified manner, saluted slightly and said: "Good morning, Jiu'er got up late today and didn't make breakfast. Let's go out to eat."
"Okay!" Tang Ji was not polite, cleaned up and led everyone out of the door.
At the same time, in a mansion in Beicheng very close to the Governor's Mansion, three elderly men were sitting in a pavilion, discussing the poems on the paper.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, look back and smile, the sixth palace has no color, how beautiful this woman must be to make all the concubines eclipse, I really want to meet her!"
"You lecherous old thing, aren't we here to read poems? I think except for this sentence, 'There is a beautiful woman who lives in an empty valley,' all the other poems are good!"
"Alas, Mr. Cui, you don't understand. From a poetic point of view, this sentence must be the first couplet. If you can start the chapter with this sentence, just imagine, the following sentences will definitely be more exciting!"
"..."
Just when the three of them were arguing over the ranking of these four sentences, a short old man who looked like a monkey came over and asked: "Why are you arguing here so early in the morning?"
The three of them saw clearly who was coming, and immediately became quiet. They stood up and saluted with their hands raised: "Greetings, Professor Chen!"
"Yes!" Professor Chen nodded, sat down on the bench, picked up the rice paper on the table, and after browsing it, asked: "Did you write this poem? I didn't expect that you, adults, would still have love at your age.
A beautiful heart.”
Dr. Cui, who was standing aside, quickly shook his head and explained: "Professor Chen, you misunderstood. These four poems were all heard by me when I was wandering on the street yesterday."
Yesterday he went out to buy buns for his grandson, but he was accidentally knocked down by a crazy young man who seemed to have been shocked. He heard the poem at that time and wanted to stop him, but unfortunately he disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Dr. Li on the other side quickly added: "I wonder what Professor Chen has to say about these four poems?"
After listening to Dr. Cui's explanation, Professor Chen nodded slightly and praised: "Although these four poems all praise beauties, their styles are different. Especially this one, 'There is a beauty who is unparalleled, living in seclusion in an empty valley', which even makes people feel
There is a hint of sadness. If all four poems were written by one person, it would be really great. I must choose one line, and this one, 'Looking back, smiling and living happily,' should be at the top of the list."
"Right, I also say this is the best sentence. With these four sentences, that crazy young man can be regarded as my number one talent in Huaizhou!" Dr. Han, who was standing at the back, added while stroking his beard.
"The most talented person? In the past, Song Yansheng, the most talented person in Shuzhou, wrote a thousand-character rhymes. Later, Jiang Linsheng, the most talented person in Yunzhou, created a collection of Qing Ge. If the most talented person in Huaizhou is only famous for four fragments of verses,
, I'm afraid it will cause controversy. It is said that Huaizhou has outstanding people, but I have not found a few talented or capable scholars, alas!" Professor Chen sighed, shook his head, stood up and walked towards the courtyard.
The smiles on the faces of the three doctors standing there disappeared, revealing a trace of displeasure.
They were local academic officials responsible for imparting knowledge, cultivating and transporting talents for the imperial court, but Professor Chen's words were like a slap in the face of everyone.
However, Professor Chen was originally a high-ranking official in Kyoto, just one step shy of becoming prime minister. Later, because he was old and returned to his hometown, he asked Your Majesty to be a professor of civil studies and came to Huaizhou to live his life. The local officials in the city, including the governor, all
They have great respect for him, so they will not rush to argue with each other.
After a while, Dr. Li, the leader, snorted coldly and complained: "You old man who relies on his old age to sell his old age. We in Huaizhou have many talented people, and countless people who have entered the court as officials. He actually said it so badly. He tried to find a way to find that crazy young man.
Come out and ask him to complete the four poems or come up with the whole poem. We in Huaizhou must produce the most talented person who can write poems about beautiful women!"
The other two looked at each other, nodded and said, "I understand."
.......
"Ah owe!"
"Ah owe!"
"Ah owe!"
After breakfast, Tang Ji sent the two girls to Baozi Shop and Yuexian Building. Just as he was about to rest on the carriage, his nose suddenly became itchy. He sneezed three times in a row and raised his hand to rub it twice.
As the saying goes, "One scolds, two thinks, and three complains." Who is criticizing yourself at this time?
Pang Qing, who was setting up a carriage outside the carriage, smiled and said: "Master Tang, although it is almost May, you should not be too cold at night to avoid catching the wind and cold."
"Thank you, Brother Pang, for reminding me." Tang Ji replied politely.
At this moment, there was a sudden movement outside the carriage. He opened the curtain curiously, only to find many officials patrolling along the street. He couldn't help but murmured: "What happened? So many people were dispatched?"
Officials are like the police in later generations. Generally, there must be a case when they come out. If so many people come out at the same time, either the incident is very bad or the gangster is very powerful.
Pang Qing, who was sitting outside, still heard his question, and said with a very natural look: "Master Tang, you don't know something. Someone broke into the Lin family last night and beat the young master of the Lin family half to death. The head of the Lin family was so angry that he went to the government.
We don't want to search house to house, but the assassin is very skilled in martial arts, so even searching would be in vain!"
Hearing this, Tang Ji opened the curtain excitedly and said with a smile: "Are you serious?"
"Of course!" Pang Qing grabbed the horse's rope to slow down and avoid an old woman in front of him.
Tang Ji retracted his head back into the carriage, unable to restrain the corners of his mouth from rising up, and said with a smile: "Good deeds and evil deeds will eventually be rewarded, and the way of heaven is reincarnation. Now that guy should not be able to come out to cause harm to people for a while, he deserves it!"
Pang Qing, who was outside the carriage, chuckled twice and continued to control the carriage toward Beicheng.