Chapter two hundred and ninety-eight the punchline
After returning to the hall, Lu Heng went straight to the second floor. After sitting next to Wu Ningyuan, he picked up the wine bottle, filled a glass, and drank it all in one gulp.
"Yong Zheng usually doesn't like drinking, what's wrong?" Zhang Wenshan couldn't help but be surprised when he saw Lu Heng's bold appearance.
"I owe you a favor, just make up for it!" Lu Heng smiled and replied casually.
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Zhang Wenshan rolling up his sleeves, holding a wine bottle, and was about to pour something into his mouth.
"Who is Mr. Zhang?" Lu Heng was stunned for a moment and asked.
"It's just a small favor for you, and you want a drink. Then I owe you a lot of favors, so don't you want to drink more?" Zhang Wenshan said matter-of-factly.
Seeing that Zhang Wenshan was really about to drink it, Lu Heng smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and grabbed the wine bottle from him.
"Mr. Zhang, you better repay the favor you owe me. Don't try to trick him into getting over with a pot of wine!" Lu Hengna didn't know what Zhang Wenshan was thinking, but when he saw this old man, he seriously wanted to kill him.
A pot of wine. How could Lu Heng let him succeed?
"You can pay back the favor you owe someone with wine. Why can't I?" Zhang Wenshan looked at Lu Heng strangely, feeling very indignant.
Lu Heng smiled slightly, put the flask into Hong Quan's hand, then pointed at himself and smiled lightly: "Because I am a man!"
"Oh!" Zhang Wenshan, Wu Ningyuan and others looked at each other and nodded suddenly.
When Lu Heng saw this, he didn't answer. He just picked up the wine cup, gently shook the wine in the cup, and drank it all again.
He leaned back on the chair and smiled slightly, but in his mind he recalled the moon-like woman just now.
"Your Majesty has just arrived!" Wu Ningyuan lowered his voice, pointed to the empty seat opposite, and said to Lu Heng.
"Yeah!" Lu Heng nodded, picked up the teapot and replaced it with tea, took a sip and asked, "What did he say?"
Lu Heng naturally asked about Ma Qingyuan, who was sitting opposite.
Even though he had never heard the answer, Lu Heng could guess that they were close to each other. Presumably, the emperor's government should have adopted his opinion.
Sure enough, Wu Ningyuan smiled and looked at Ma Qingyuan, who was sitting in the attic opposite, chatting happily with An Peng and others. He tapped his fingers lightly on the table, looked at Lu Heng and said, "Your Majesty said!"
After smiling mysteriously, he said word for word: "Your Majesty said that everything is up to you!"
"Then what?" Lu Heng took a sip of tea and asked with a smile.
"No more!" Wu Ningyuan was stunned for a while. Looking at the scholar's expression, he thought that the emperor brother had really said something and that he had missed it. After thinking about it carefully, he confirmed that there was no omission and then said with certainty:
"It is indeed gone!"
…
Hearing this, Lu Heng frowned and looked at Wu Ningyuan in confusion: "The emperor didn't praise me?"
Wu Ningyuan: Angry..."
Seeing Wu Ningyuan's expression, Lu Heng also knew that the emperor didn't say anything else.
After picking up the tea cup and taking a sip, he still looked doubtful and said to himself: "Why doesn't the emperor praise me?" Looking at this kid, he didn't care about Ma Qingyuan at all.
Concerned about whether the emperor praised him or not, Wu Ningyuan felt weak in his heart and his head was full of black lines.
transport……
Can't this kid regard national affairs as his top priority?
Since when are you still concerned about this?
Just when he was about to scold Lu Heng for being ignorant, he saw the scholar talking to himself, then turning his head and looking at him intently.
"What are you doing?" Wu Ningyuan was stunned for a moment, then asked warily.
Unknowingly, he was affected by the speaking habits of the moon-like woman in the pavilion. When he realized it, Lu Heng felt happy in his heart.
However, after seeing Wu Ningyuan's liver-colored face, Lu Heng suddenly became suspicious, coughed, and repeated: "Really no compliments?" Wu Ningyuan nodded blankly, and then blankly again
shook his head.
"It seems that you really didn't praise me!" Lu Heng sighed, took a sip of tea, and said lightly.
puff……
Behind him, Wu Ningyuan suddenly spit out a mouthful of wine, his vision went dark, and he suddenly fell backwards. The chair he was leaning on overturned with a crash, and he fell to the ground with a clang, startling the officials around him.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"
"My lord, what's wrong with you?"
"Come here, the prince has fainted!"
Lu Heng saw Wu Ningyuan lying on the ground, secretly opened his eyes, glanced at himself, and smiled sinisterly. Then he secretly winked at himself, and glanced at Zhang Wenshan and Hong who were sitting aside, looking frightened and restless.
Quan. Seeing Lu Heng shaking his head slightly, Wu Ningyuan's eyelids twitched, and then he clenched his fists.
…
receive!
Lu Heng smiled slightly, turned around, and looked at Zhang Wenshan with a smile.
“…”
Just as he spoke, before he could say anything, he saw Zhang Wenshan looked startled, stood up in a hurry, raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and ran away in a hurry.
"I'm going to the toilet!"
I haven’t said this yet!
Lu Heng looked at Zhang Wenshan in astonishment, who disappeared like a rabbit, and was speechless.
Turning around, I found that there was another one beside me.
"Master Hong is such a close friend!"
As soon as the voice came out, Fatty Hong looked like he was smiling or crying, howling: "It's not that I didn't want to run, it was Master Zhang who pressed me and I didn't run away!" Lu Heng:..."
After teasing these three people in this way, Lu Heng felt much relieved.
When I just came back, I bumped into the imperial guard on the way.
At that time, the great chamberlains were holding wooden buckets filled with water in their hands and looking pantingly towards the direction of the latrine. There was another one holding a clean gown in both hands.
When these people saw Lu Heng coming towards him, their expressions suddenly changed and they hurriedly ran away.
At that time, Lu Heng was still quite puzzled. Is it possible that there are three major disciplines and eight points of attention these days?
How come a dignified butler actually cleans the toilets of a brothel?
However, the next sudden words from the chief chamberlains left Lu Heng speechless on the spot.
"Sir, you didn't fall into the toilet?" A guard asked in surprise as he looked at Lu Heng who was extremely clean.
Feeling aggrieved, Lu Heng glared at the chief chamberlain and asked angrily: "Who said I fell into the toilet?"
"Both the prince and Mr. Zhang said so!" The chief minister, Wei, was straightforward and betrayed these two people as soon as he spoke. Then he pointed to the clothes in the hands of his companions beside him: "Your Majesty, after hearing this, let me
I'll come over here and I'll give you a long gown, let's wash it by the way!"
It turns out that Ouchi Wei is very smart. He actually knows how to belittle one party and overestimate the other!
After hearing this, Lu Heng couldn't help but be speechless.
I was about to wave my hand to let them leave, but I saw that the long gown seemed to be of good quality. So...
"It's okay to leave water on the gown!"
After all, today is the Baihua Poetry Recital, so the literati present, besides flattering the officials and enjoying the beautiful singing and dancing, are most concerned about tonight's poetry recital.
This Hundred Flowers Poetry Society was supervised by the imperial court, and many officials participated in it. It was an unprecedented event. Moreover, this was actually a quick and easy way for students to advance through the ranks and enter official careers.
Every year, the top names in the Baihua Poetry Society will be chosen by the people above, and then they will be rewarded by the Ministry of Civil Affairs and become officials. Of course, except last year. I heard that something happened to Ma Qingyuan before he could be rewarded.
After some singing and dancing, the belated poetry party finally kicked off.
A eunuch took the lead on the stage and read out the emperor's imperial edict. Because it was a poetry meeting, the imperial edict was also full of literary talent, and the words and sentences were neatly matched. The words were full of eloquence and were extremely neat.
Although the eunuch read it for nearly half an hour and his mouth was dry. It seemed that the imperial edict contained a lot of content and was very complicated. However, in summary, it can be summarized in two sentences: This poem will be very good, and students should pay more attention to it.
effort!
After the edict was read, everyone in the hall knelt down to give thanks.
For a time, words such as "Long Live" and "Sheng Ming" resounded throughout the hall. Those who didn't know better thought that the emperor's court meeting was held here.
After this link is over, an official from the Ministry of Etiquette will come up to the nose.
This person's identity is like the host of a party in later generations. His responsibility is to join in the party.
After the official coughed, he first praised the greatness of the imperial edict, the prosperity of the country's cultural affairs, the peace of the country and the people, etc., and then began to introduce himself.
After introducing myself, I began to introduce the historical origins of tonight's poetry meeting and its development in recent years.
When everyone became impatient and prepared to coax him to step down, the official was shocked when he saw the restlessness below. He hurriedly introduced tonight's referees, participating talents, and heavyweights present.
, he picked up the front of his official robe and ran away in a hurry.
The rules of tonight's poetry meeting are very unique and very simple.
That’s the draw!
Kong Kanglian, a great scholar of the time and the thirty-fifth generation great-great-grandson of the Confucius family, presided over the drawing of lots. He took out slips of paper from the box that had been prepared. Each slip had a word on it.
The students below used this character to write poems and lyrics.
The poems that were then written were commented on by the three great scholars at that time behind Kong Kanglian, and then they jointly decided who would win and who would lose!
As soon as this rule came out, the literati and students below immediately became excited.
"What, what kind of rules are these? Isn't it too unethical?"
"The poems I prepared so hard are so useless, my God!"
"There's nothing to be afraid of, isn't it because I don't know how to do it? Tell me, sir, I will withdraw now and my ten taels of silver registration fee will be returned!"
There was a lot of excitement below, but the faces of those genuine scholars were calm. Occasionally they frowned in thought, and then smiled, admiring the wonderful rules of the entries.
The three referees' points ruling not only eliminates the possibility of referees taking bribes and bending the law. The rules of drawing lots also eliminate the idea of cheating students.
"What do you think?" An Peng smiled and asked Ma Qingyuan next to him.
"Wonderful!" Ma Qingyuan smiled slightly, stroking his beard and nodded.
Turning his head, he glanced at Wu Ningyuan, the scholar who seemed to have not listened to the rules at all, and saw that he was holding a teacup, shaking his head and smiling, looking very relaxed.
The smile on Ma Qingyuan's face gradually disappeared, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth: "It's wonderful!"!