This started when Chang Sui Ning heard a poem in Luzhou City——
Chang Suining stayed in Luzhou for a few more days, and went to the Luzhou garrison camp to inspect. After that, she proposed that she wanted to walk around, but did not let the Luzhou governor accompany her.
Chang Suining walked among the wells in Luzhou City, very relaxed and relaxed, but the governor of Luzhou felt uneasy. Every hour he asked people to find out where Chang Suining had been, what he had done, and whether he had met anyone.
, I heard something I shouldn’t have heard.
In the eyes of the governor of Luzhou, Chang Suining was obviously doing a private visit incognito, and he didn't trust him...but there was nothing he could do. Who let him have a record of making false accounts? He left a liar in front of Shangfeng.
Impressions will inevitably lead to suspicion.
But he has learned from his previous experience and knows that Chang Sui Ning holds the handle. He has been very law-abiding recently, but at the beginning of the implementation of the new policy, it is inevitable that there will be problems of this kind...
The governor of Luzhou repeatedly checked the existing problems with his subordinates, and for a time he achieved the ultimate in self-correction and self-examination.
Chang Suining had seen most of Luzhou's current situation, but he was unexpectedly satisfied with what he saw.
The governor of Luzhou is good at digging and has a flexible mind. He is not a person who blindly follows mechanical instructions. Under his rule, Luzhou has always been relatively prosperous. Now that he is willing to obey Chang Suining's arrangements and implement the administrative orders conscientiously, the progress is faster than others.
state.
As for the problems, there are indeed them, but in Chang Sui Ning's view, they are all within control. Chang Sui Ning does not want to use this act to criticize and make people feel uneasy at all.
There are few people in this world who can achieve perfection in the true sense of the word. On the contrary, the reason why small talents are misused and controllable is precisely because there are many major problems in our body that can damage the body.
Just as shepherd's purse was about to wave her hand to let people leave, the scholar was slightly startled when he heard the sound, and turned his head to look at her, immediately showing a look of joy.
Opportunities came to me like a rainstorm, but I was too slow to dodge them and never got a chance!
A small number of people were talking about the scholar who rushed to Changjie to rescue the people suffering from the epidemic. No one well-informed learned about Li Xian's rebellion and said: "...In order to win the war, this Korean prince ignored the lives of the people and resorted to creating a plague.
The insidious method was in vain and the people were harmed. Previously, the government wanted to show off, but before I heard about it, I directly raised troops to rebel!"
I became interested after hearing this, and seeing that this Taoist had a vulgar temperament, I took out a few coins from my body and asked the Taoist to elaborate.
When I was feeling regretful, I suddenly thought of something and ran to the corner of the street again.
Seeing that it was almost dusk inside, Wu Fenlang asked someone to pay the bill, stood up and said goodbye to the scholar. When he walked out of the teahouse, he passed by a scholar who had come in a hurry.
"Yan Ming, he doesn't know anything..." The scholar's face was full of tears: "Today at noon, when you passed by here, you met a person who called you out. I'm going to see you in the hall, and you will meet a noble person today..."
The news in the teahouse was the most complicated, but the thing the scholar heard the least about before he sat down was his own name.
"Thank you, brother." The scholar picked up the cup, drank half a cup to quench his thirst, and then went up and said, "Brother, I have heard on the way, that during the festival, the people were grateful for the kindness of the Yuezhou envoy, and wanted to build a temple for the Yuezhou envoy.
thing?"
No one laughed. Da Qi came over to make tea and also laughed and started talking.
When the scholar said this, he smiled resolutely and paused for a moment.
The scholar agreed: "What the people want, how can it be called extravagance!"
The scholar who threatened that the scholar's ancestors were either rich or noble quickly stood up and looked with bright eyes: "I'd like to borrow some insights!"
Qishang sighed and sighed: "It can be seen that what our Yuezhou envoy did was in compliance with God's will!"
A small number of people heard about this for the first time. They were shocked when they heard the words and hurriedly asked this person for further information.
The seven people sighed and left together, but the Taoist with white hair and beard who was not found was watching the sunset on an old jujube tree. After a moment, he left with a smile and his hands behind his back: "It's time to leave...
"
A gray-robed Taoist holding a green donkey came hurriedly and asked with a smile: "My noble man is traveling far, do you need to ask for divination?"
Qishang suddenly heard a "bang" sound, and no one waved their sleeves: "That's nonsense!"
The sound of relieving Qi immediately sounded from Qishang.
However, the "right way" expressed in Luo Guanlin's poem did not hesitate to attribute all of it to Wu Fenlang.
The scholar nodded, it was your praise that was superficial.
You put down the tea bowl and stood up, raising your hand to indicate to the guards that they must stop you, and then you walked down and followed.
Wu Fenlang left Luzhou City early the next morning.
But who knows...
Seeing the figure of the queen outside, the scholar hurriedly asked the old man selling sesame seed cakes on the side: "Dare I ask, where is the Taoist who told people's fortunes here at noon today?"
But I can only pat my bad friend on the shoulder and comfort him: "It's okay, as long as you are looking for work in Huainan Road, you can be regarded as serving the Yuezhou Envoy..."
It can always be the "big brother" who had tea with me just now!
Many literati gathered around, but no one started to recite the "Essentials on Regular Ceremony". Their voices were cadenced, and when they read the anger, there was no cold blood in their tone, and the whole body was shaken.
The old man just said: "I left a long time ago."
The scholar had his last "casual meal" at the Luzhou governor's house last night. During the dinner, the Luzhou governor suddenly told you about his past, explained the problems that exist in Luzhou in detail, and promised to solve the problem.
To rush to fill in the gaps will be to live up to the cultivation and expectations of the villain.
Or he was short-tongued while drinking tea. The scholar reacted, coughed heavily, and said in a calm tone, "Brother Xu doesn't know what he is doing, and the people have no support... That's a bad thing."
His demeanor made me resist the urge to take back the few pennies, and I immediately walked away.
Looking at Duo Nan approaching, the Taoist smiled and asked again: "That noble man, do you need to ask for a divination?"
How can "resurrecting from the dead" be considered an immortal?
The scholar's dress is simple, but if you look closely, you can find that he is a man. Nowadays, Jiangdu is still out, due to the rise of men's work style, many young men often wear robes and tie their hair for the convenience of traveling, just like the scholar.
Dressed up men are not common——
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The scholar smiled: "If I meet an immortal today, everything will be auspicious, so why bother asking for divination——"
When the scholar looked at the scholar, his eyes were always slightly squinted. It was obvious that he had good eyesight and could only look at a person's age and temperament. He preconceptionally believed that the person in front of him was a big brother, so he took this into account without losing his toughness.
His voice sounded like that of an overly gentle man of many years.
The scholar suddenly realized, Dai Zifa.
At noon, the sun was shining brightly, and it was time to continue on the road. The scholar led the people to find a tea shed along the way, where they could rest for a while, enjoy the cool air, and feed the horses water.
"This elder brother must have heard many stories about Wu Fenlang's deeds along the way!" The scholar simply sat down next to Wu Fenlang and talked.
The scholar felt that, in fact, there is no need to exaggerate, especially if you exaggerate your achievements.
The scholar was suddenly stunned: "It can always be..."
Who hates hearing their little one praised?
But the scholar didn't feel guilty at all, and he was just not relieved - sir, he really agreed to your proposal, he is really a bad person.
"Furthermore, the money may have to be paid by the common people." The scholar said: "I heard that a wealthy businessman in Suzhou is willing to invest... That wealthy businessman is also a rare gentleman. It is said that this time he will save the people suffering from the epidemic.
All the medicinal materials were provided by him, and not a penny was taken from him!"
At the other table, no one mentioned the topic of coldness in times and times: "...They said that our Jiedu envoy casually donated one million yuan to the northern garrison. With such a generous gesture, the envoy Wu Fen was
What kind of person is he?"
After listening to the whole story, this friend was also stunned, and immediately felt regretful - now the ban on talents in Jiangdu City has been tightened, and it is not difficult to squeeze out the heavy people... Today I can see the envoy of Yuezhou.
, it turned out to be an excellent opportunity for self-recommendation.
The scholar added: "What is even more valuable is that the expressions in Mr. Qian's poems are completely realistic, and there is no exaggeration at all. In fact, they have nothing to say..."
"It's not just a bad poem!" The scholar who brought this poem here responded: "It's simply mind-blowing and has no power to penetrate the clouds and crack rocks!"
Wu Fenshi and I talked for so long, and I even drank the tea that Wu Fenshi poured... However, I didn't even say my name!
The scholar suddenly ran out, trying to pursue the cyan figure, but to no avail.
If I had been stronger, I would have sat on the floor and cried.
The scholar heard it and Jin nodded and said, "It's really a bad poem."
Luzhou is only 700 miles away from Jiangdu. Qian is famous and is highly sought after by literati here.
"Often... the envoy of Yuezhou?!" The scholar was surprised: "Seriously? Where is it!"
"It's right there! I just came out of the teahouse and passed you by!" The scholar pointed to the direction the scholar left: "Wearing a green robe, he looks eleven or fourteen years old... His aura is exactly the same, so he must be wrong!
"
Under the table next to Wu Fenlang, shepherd's purse and others were immediately on guard, staring closely at the scholar's movements, and without any guards, they quietly touched the arrow in his sleeve.
The scholar didn't notice anything wrong, but he poured a cup of tea for the scholar in an easy-going manner.
The scholar smiled and nodded: "I've heard of it."
"However, this matter was exposed, and I failed to succeed! I fled to Changjie City before, but was intercepted by the Yuezhou envoy! The Yuezhou envoy ordered him to hang him under the Changjie city tower to calm the anger of the people in Wufen——
"
Many people gathered around and began to chatter. A scholar stroked his short beard and said: "If you tell me, this must be..."
Mr. Luo's poems were written quite slowly. You haven't even returned to Jiangdu, so you didn't have such a bad poem to rush to greet you.
Shepherd's Purse laughed twice and echoed: "That's right!"
The Taoist told me that I should be careful and pay less attention, otherwise the opportunity would be fleeting.
At that time, the scholar also came out. Seeing that he was a bad friend, he asked, "Yan Ming, why is he here?"
He sent medicinal materials afterward and built the temple beforehand. What a bad person.
The scholar nodded: "Exactly."
"This letter sent to heaven is completely different from the one today!" The scholar raised his hand and began to analyze it eloquently: "...This article "The Sacrifice to Warriors and Fens" is based on the common people who have suffered innocently.
The evildoers are compared to tigers and wolves, and every word is like a knife sharpening bones, making people gnash their teeth with hatred, but after reading it, they feel very happy, and there is no right way in the world!"
Before sending the scholar away, the governor of Luzhou breathed a sigh of relief and even missed a bowl of lunch.
Everyone was busy looking at me, and while they were listening attentively, they only heard this person say: "This must be a rich or noble family."
Half of the cavalry led by Wu Fenlang were clearing the way from behind, and the other half were following in front. Although there were only a dozen people around him at this time, they all had swords on their waists and were imposing. Other passers-by outside the tea shed saw this.
If he dares to get close, he only takes a glance from a distance, but always slowly looks away.
If I have never met the noble person, can't the other person explain that I missed the opportunity because I didn't pay attention?
The scholar is still thinking about it: "How clever and wonderful..."
The scholar stood there in despair, when the bad friend followed him panting: "...Why are you running so slowly? Who is he looking for?"
The scholar started chatting with you: "Brother Guan is a vulgar person. I think he has read a lot of poems and books, but he also hates Mr. Qian Shen's poems. Have you ever heard of this article "Guan Jiangdu Sacrifices to the Sea and Presents a Book from Heaven"
?”
After Tianjing laughed loudly, he quietly watched for a moment the turbid and visible aura of aggressiveness between the man's brows, as if even his bones had changed. He raised his hand and gave a deep salute: "I am late for the appointment, please wait for me."
waited."
In this way, Ming Jin's death was indeed a suitable death. One person died, but the blessings were so endless. How could it be considered a worthwhile death?
The scholar was stunned for a moment, suddenly stopped on his feet, looked back, and saw the scholar's back disappearing. He stayed there for a while, his mouth moved, and his eyes gradually narrowed——
"Yan Ming, is he really wrong?!"
The governor of Luzhou secretly wiped his sweat and said to his staff beforehand: "You are really waiting for you to confess."
But very slowly there was no case.
At that time, an elderly scholar slowly ran into the teahouse holding a piece of paper and whispered: "...Mr. Qian Shen finally has no new works!"
I frowned immediately, feeling that I had encountered a liar - that kind of ambiguity, where you can make up explanations for gains and losses, retreat and advance, so what is it if you are a liar?
"Last year, when the plaque was hung on the Seventh Courtyard, you saw it from a distance. Although you couldn't get a close look, the momentum... must be wrong! Let's do the math. The envoy from Yuezhou rushed back from Mianzhou.
You must be passing through Luzhou!" The scholar regretted: "Just now you stayed in the same place for a while, even greetings and salutes were once!"
The scholar nodded in agreement. He clearly exaggerated the facts, but it still made people feel that it was completely realistic. He firmly believed that the whole picture was in the poem, which was indeed low-level.
Just left, Qingpao, eleven or fourteen years old...
Wu Fenlang felt that striving for excellence was a good thing, so he nodded happily.
"You came to look for him, you just..." the scholar said: "It seems that you saw Wu Fenshi!"
The scholar heard this, and was about to praise this person for how accurate the news was. Then, he heard this man say: "Even the next day, it will be a passing sight. This Korean Duke hangs under the city tower for a whole day, and every day
The scorching sun was setting, and the sunny day was thundering! It wasn't until this person died that it suddenly started to rain..."
Wu Fenlang really knew this. He shook his head and commented: "It is necessary to build a temple. It is always necessary to build a temple, but it is better to be extravagant."
"My elder brother's accent sounds like Mandarin, but are you from the west?"
Before noon on this day, Wu Fenlang went out to a quiet teahouse facing the street, ordered a few pots of new tea, and listened to the tea for a long time.
When it comes to missing out on opportunities, it’s me!
"..." The scholar's expression fluctuated and he was about to cry: "What did he gain..."