Chapter 1008
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Song Qingshu had an idea in his heart, so he said with a smile, "what can this man have to do with me? I just heard his surname is Wu. I can't help thinking about the king of Pingxi who revolted in Shanhaiguan. It's really a headache for our two countries."
Mentioning this, soetu also looked sad: "isn't it? In order to calm down the San Francisco rebellion, we spent countless money and food, mobilized hundreds of thousands of troops, and then we had to stop fighting with Golden Snake camp, and let Li Kexiu... Cough ~"
At this point, he immediately realized that he had made a slip of the tongue, so he casually gave a ha ha and passed.
Next, Yangzhou officials who dare to pick up the words, one after another ear nose heart.
Wu Zhirong quickly put himself away: "two adults Mingjian, although my surname is Wu, I have nothing to do with Wu Sangui's anti thief."
Song Qingshu said with a smile: "yes, but I heard that Wu Sangui is from Gaoyou, Yangzhou, and he is a fellow townsman with Wu Zhifu."
"No, no, absolutely not," said Wu Zhirong, shaking his head like a rattle drum. "Although he was a magistrate in Yangzhou, he was not a native of Yangzhou. The Ministry of officials has recorded this incident."
"It seems that I have wronged the magistrate." Song Qingshu drank tea noncommittally and let him continue to kneel there.
"I don't dare." Wu Zhirong was sweating, and he didn't know where he had offended the Jin people. He made him aim at himself everywhere.
Or ask for the figure to come out to make a round: "since it's a misunderstanding, let's get up, magistrate Wu. We're still waiting to see what program you've prepared today."
"Yes, two adults, this way, please." Wu Zhirong stood up and bowed to lead the way.
When they got out of the sedan chair, they saw a large area of peony flowers outside,. The sun shines on thousands of peonies, resplendent and gorgeous, just like brocade..
"Sure enough, it's worthy of Yangzhou." Sauertu couldn't help exclaiming.
Wu Zhirong was proud of himself, and his panicked heart finally settled down. He had always been good at franchising. A few days ago, he built a flower shed by the peony garden. It was built by a skilled craftsman with unskin pine trees. The branches and leaves on the tree were still the same as before. The tables and chairs in the shed were all made of natural trees and stones. The shed was full of flowers, trees and grass, and then the water was transferred around the shed with bamboo knots, It's very clever. During the banquet, it's like being in the mountains. Compared with the rich family's carved beams and jade hall, it has a different flavor.
In his mind, these two people are in high positions. I'm afraid they've long been tired of seeing anything magnificent. Their ingenuity will surely win their favor.
However, song Qingshu was not pleased with him for a long time. He wanted to embarrass him. When he came to the flower shed, he asked, "how can there be a shed? Ah, yes, it must be the monks in the temple who set up to do the ritual. After the fireworks, they give food to the hungry ghosts here. "
Wu Zhirong's painstaking efforts were in vain, and his face was very embarrassed. He didn't know whether he had no elegant bone or intended to satirize. He had to laugh and say: "humble job, shallow knowledge, improper arrangement here. It's really damned."
Suoetu next to him also frowned. He didn't expect that his new brother was a rude man. He didn't know how he became the first man in the kingdom of Jin.
But of course, interest is more important than elegance. Although he liked Wu Zhirong's layout, his mouth echoed song Qingshu, which made Wu Zhirong's heart tremble and he wanted to find a crack in the ground.
Song Qingshu saw that all the guests had been waiting for him for a long time. He knew that he was not their direct superior after all. If the attack continued, it would be hard to avoid embarrassment on everyone's face, so he called and took a seat. The governor of the two rivers had returned to his hospital yesterday, and the governor and the Chief Secretary stayed in Yangzhou to accompany the Imperial Envoys of the two countries. The rest of the guests were either celebrities or salt merchants with high reputation.
Yangzhou's banquet is very elegant and rich. There are dozens of tea and fruit before the banquet. Although song Qingshu came from later generations and had a lot of knowledge, he could not fully understand it.
After drinking tea for a while, song Qingshu did not deal with it. People saw that he was not in high spirits. With Wu Zhirong's lessons, no one dared to touch his head. They all courted suoetu. Suoetu had always been a man of eight faces. When he dealt with it at will, he made a cadre of officials feel happy.
Song Qingshu is thinking about the envoys of the Song Dynasty. He is worried about how to take the opportunity to investigate in the temple. Suddenly, he hears an official boasting about all kinds of good things in Yangzhou. He can't help thinking about it. He suddenly says, "everything is good in Yangzhou, but monks are not."
Everyone at the table looked at each other. They didn't know what he meant when he suddenly said this. Mu Tianyan, the chief secretary, was a wise and knowledgeable man. He said, "what the marshal has seen is that the monks in Yangzhou are snobbish, flattering the government and bullying the poor. It has been since ancient times."
It's song Qingshu's turn to be stunned. He was trying to find fault on purpose, but when he heard the meaning of the other party's words, it seemed that there were some allusions in them, so he followed his words and asked, "yes, Mr. Mu is a scholar. He knows what's written in the book."
Mu Tianyan said, "the story of Wang Bangbi's sarong in the Tang Dynasty is from Yangzhou, isn't it?"
Song Qingshu has a black line. He has never heard of what the other party said. Fortunately, he is now playing a rude character from the state of Jin. He doesn't care if he has a reputation of being ignorant and incompetent. He laughs and asks, "what's the story of huangbubi salon?"
Suoetu heard that his speech was vulgar, and he almost choked his throat with a mouthful of tea. As long as he was a scholar, there were few people who didn't know this story. However, he didn't show it because he was worried about his opponent's bad face. He pretended that he had heard it for the first time.
Mu Tianyan said, "it's Wang Bo, not Huang Bu. This story comes from the Zen wisdom temple in Yangzhou. During the Qianyuan period of the Tang Dynasty, this Buddhist temple was still called Mulan yuan. When Wang Bo was young, his family was poor and he lived in Mulan yuan. When the monks in the temple eat, it's the bell. When Wang Bo hears the bell, he goes to the dining hall to eat. The monks hated him. Once they ate first, and then they rang the bell. Wang Bo heard the bell and went into the dining hall. He saw that the monks had already dispersed and the food was clean. "
Song Qingshu just asked casually, but he was filled with righteous indignation. He patted on the table and said angrily, "damn the monk."
Suoetu echoed: "yes, how much does it cost to have a meal? These monks are really hateful“
Seeing that it aroused the interest of the two Imperial Envoys, Mu Tianyan was overjoyed and went on to say, "at that time, Wang Bo was ashamed and wrote a poem on the wall saying," I have already gone to the hall, and I am ashamed to go back to Li. "
"Huili“ Song Qingshu was stunned.
When all the officials got along with him, they knew that the imperial envoy from the state of Jin was not a scholar at all, and he could be said to be ignorant. Therefore, Mu Tianyan explained very considerately: "Huili is a monk."
As soon as song Qingshu swept the people's faces, he guessed their thoughts. He couldn't help laughing in his heart. You really wronged Tang Kuo's argument this time. Don't say it's him, even I don't know.
"And then?" Song Qingshu asked in a hurry.
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Song Qingshu had an idea in his heart, so he said with a smile, "what can this man have to do with me? I just heard his surname is Wu. I can't help thinking about the king of Pingxi who revolted in Shanhaiguan. It's really a headache for our two countries."
Mentioning this, soetu also looked sad: "isn't it? In order to calm down the San Francisco rebellion, we spent countless money and food, mobilized hundreds of thousands of troops, and then we had to stop fighting with Golden Snake camp, and let Li Kexiu... Cough ~"
At this point, he immediately realized that he had made a slip of the tongue, so he casually gave a ha ha and passed.
Next, Yangzhou officials who dare to pick up the words, one after another ear nose heart.
Wu Zhirong quickly put himself away: "two adults Mingjian, although my surname is Wu, I have nothing to do with Wu Sangui's anti thief."
Song Qingshu said with a smile: "yes, but I heard that Wu Sangui is from Gaoyou, Yangzhou, and he is a fellow townsman with Wu Zhifu."
"No, no, absolutely not," said Wu Zhirong, shaking his head like a rattle drum. "Although he was a magistrate in Yangzhou, he was not a native of Yangzhou. The Ministry of officials has recorded this incident."
"It seems that I have wronged the magistrate." Song Qingshu drank tea noncommittally and let him continue to kneel there.
"I don't dare." Wu Zhirong was sweating, and he didn't know where he had offended the Jin people. He made him aim at himself everywhere.
Or ask for the figure to come out to make a round: "since it's a misunderstanding, let's get up, magistrate Wu. We're still waiting to see what program you've prepared today."
"Yes, two adults, this way, please." Wu Zhirong stood up and bowed to lead the way.
When they got out of the sedan chair, they saw a large area of peony flowers outside,. The sun shines on thousands of peonies, resplendent and gorgeous, just like brocade..
"Sure enough, it's worthy of Yangzhou." Sauertu couldn't help exclaiming.
Wu Zhirong was proud of himself, and his panicked heart finally settled down. He had always been good at franchising. A few days ago, he built a flower shed by the peony garden. It was built by a skilled craftsman with unskin pine trees. The branches and leaves on the tree were still the same as before. The tables and chairs in the shed were all made of natural trees and stones. The shed was full of flowers, trees and grass, and then the water was transferred around the shed with bamboo knots, It's very clever. During the banquet, it's like being in the mountains. Compared with the rich family's carved beams and jade hall, it has a different flavor.
In his mind, these two people are in high positions. I'm afraid they've long been tired of seeing anything magnificent. Their ingenuity will surely win their favor.
However, song Qingshu was not pleased with him for a long time. He wanted to embarrass him. When he came to the flower shed, he asked, "how can there be a shed? Ah, yes, it must be the monks in the temple who set up to do the ritual. After the fireworks, they give food to the hungry ghosts here. "
Wu Zhirong's painstaking efforts were in vain, and his face was very embarrassed. He didn't know whether he had no elegant bone or intended to satirize. He had to laugh and say: "humble job, shallow knowledge, improper arrangement here. It's really damned."
Suoetu next to him also frowned. He didn't expect that his new brother was a rude man. He didn't know how he became the first man in the kingdom of Jin.
But of course, interest is more important than elegance. Although he liked Wu Zhirong's layout, his mouth echoed song Qingshu, which made Wu Zhirong's heart tremble and he wanted to find a crack in the ground.
Song Qingshu saw that all the guests had been waiting for him for a long time. He knew that he was not their direct superior after all. If the attack continued, it would be hard to avoid embarrassment on everyone's face, so he called and took a seat. The governor of the two rivers had returned to his hospital yesterday, and the governor and the Chief Secretary stayed in Yangzhou to accompany the Imperial Envoys of the two countries. The rest of the guests were either celebrities or salt merchants with high reputation.
Yangzhou's banquet is very elegant and rich. There are dozens of tea and fruit before the banquet. Although song Qingshu came from later generations and had a lot of knowledge, he could not fully understand it.
After drinking tea for a while, song Qingshu did not deal with it. People saw that he was not in high spirits. With Wu Zhirong's lessons, no one dared to touch his head. They all courted suoetu. Suoetu had always been a man of eight faces. When he dealt with it at will, he made a cadre of officials feel happy.
Song Qingshu is thinking about the envoys of the Song Dynasty. He is worried about how to take the opportunity to investigate in the temple. Suddenly, he hears an official boasting about all kinds of good things in Yangzhou. He can't help thinking about it. He suddenly says, "everything is good in Yangzhou, but monks are not."
Everyone at the table looked at each other. They didn't know what he meant when he suddenly said this. Mu Tianyan, the chief secretary, was a wise and knowledgeable man. He said, "what the marshal has seen is that the monks in Yangzhou are snobbish, flattering the government and bullying the poor. It has been since ancient times."
It's song Qingshu's turn to be stunned. He was trying to find fault on purpose, but when he heard the meaning of the other party's words, it seemed that there were some allusions in them, so he followed his words and asked, "yes, Mr. Mu is a scholar. He knows what's written in the book."
Mu Tianyan said, "the story of Wang Bangbi's sarong in the Tang Dynasty is from Yangzhou, isn't it?"
Song Qingshu has a black line. He has never heard of what the other party said. Fortunately, he is now playing a rude character from the state of Jin. He doesn't care if he has a reputation of being ignorant and incompetent. He laughs and asks, "what's the story of huangbubi salon?"
Suoetu heard that his speech was vulgar, and he almost choked his throat with a mouthful of tea. As long as he was a scholar, there were few people who didn't know this story. However, he didn't show it because he was worried about his opponent's bad face. He pretended that he had heard it for the first time.
Mu Tianyan said, "it's Wang Bo, not Huang Bu. This story comes from the Zen wisdom temple in Yangzhou. During the Qianyuan period of the Tang Dynasty, this Buddhist temple was still called Mulan yuan. When Wang Bo was young, his family was poor and he lived in Mulan yuan. When the monks in the temple eat, it's the bell. When Wang Bo hears the bell, he goes to the dining hall to eat. The monks hated him. Once they ate first, and then they rang the bell. Wang Bo heard the bell and went into the dining hall. He saw that the monks had already dispersed and the food was clean. "
Song Qingshu just asked casually, but he was filled with righteous indignation. He patted on the table and said angrily, "damn the monk."
Suoetu echoed: "yes, how much does it cost to have a meal? These monks are really hateful“
Seeing that it aroused the interest of the two Imperial Envoys, Mu Tianyan was overjoyed and went on to say, "at that time, Wang Bo was ashamed and wrote a poem on the wall saying," I have already gone to the hall, and I am ashamed to go back to Li. "
"Huili“ Song Qingshu was stunned.
When all the officials got along with him, they knew that the imperial envoy from the state of Jin was not a scholar at all, and he could be said to be ignorant. Therefore, Mu Tianyan explained very considerately: "Huili is a monk."
As soon as song Qingshu swept the people's faces, he guessed their thoughts. He couldn't help laughing in his heart. You really wronged Tang Kuo's argument this time. Don't say it's him, even I don't know.
"And then?" Song Qingshu asked in a hurry.
Song Qingshu had an idea in his heart, so he said with a smile, "what can this man have to do with me? I just heard his surname is Wu. I can't help thinking about the king of Pingxi who revolted in Shanhaiguan. It's really a headache for our two countries."Mentioning this, soetu also looked sad: "isn't it? In order to calm down the San Francisco rebellion, we spent countless money and food, mobilized hundreds of thousands of troops, and then we had to stop fighting with Golden Snake camp, and let Li Kexiu... Cough ~"At this point, he immediately realized that he had made a slip of the tongue, so he casually gave a ha ha and passed.Next, Yangzhou officials who dare to pick up the words, one after another ear nose heart.Wu Zhirong quickly put himself away: "two adults Mingjian, although my surname is Wu, I have nothing to do with Wu Sangui's anti thief."Song Qingshu said with a smile: "yes, but I heard that Wu Sangui is from Gaoyou, Yangzhou, and he is a fellow townsman with Wu Zhifu.""No, no, absolutely not," said Wu Zhirong, shaking his head like a rattle drum. "Although he was a magistrate in Yangzhou, he was not a native of Yangzhou. The Ministry of officials has recorded this incident.""It seems that I have wronged the magistrate." Song Qingshu drank tea noncommittally and let him continue to kneel there."I don't dare." Wu Zhirong was sweating, and he didn't know where he had offended the Jin people. He made him aim at himself everywhere.Or ask for the figure to come out to make a round: "since it's a misunderstanding, let's get up, magistrate Wu. We're still waiting to see what program you've prepared today.""Yes, two adults, this way, please." Wu Zhirong stood up and bowed to lead the way.When they got out of the sedan chair, they saw a large area of peony flowers outside,. The sun shines on thousands of peonies, resplendent and gorgeous, just like brocade.."Sure enough, it's worthy of Yangzhou." Sauertu couldn't help exclaiming.Wu Zhirong was proud of himself, and his panicked heart finally settled down. He had always been good at franchising. A few days ago, he built a flower shed by the peony garden. It was built by a skilled craftsman with unskin pine trees. The branches and leaves on the tree were still the same as before. The tables and chairs in the shed were all made of natural trees and stones. The shed was full of flowers, trees and grass, and then the water was transferred around the shed with bamboo knots, It's very clever. During the banquet, it's like being in the mountains. Compared with the rich family's carved beams and jade hall, it has a different flavor.In his mind, these two people are in high positions. I'm afraid they've long been tired of seeing anything magnificent. Their ingenuity will surely win their favor.However, song Qingshu was not pleased with him for a long time. He wanted to embarrass him. When he came to the flower shed, he asked, "how can there be a shed? Ah, yes, it must be the monks in the temple who set up to do the ritual. After the fireworks, they give food to the hungry ghosts here. "Wu Zhirong's painstaking efforts were in vain, and his face was very embarrassed. He didn't know whether he had no elegant bone or intended to satirize. He had to laugh and say: "humble job, shallow knowledge, improper arrangement here. It's really damned."Suoetu next to him also frowned. He didn't expect that his new brother was a rude man. He didn't know how he became the first man in the kingdom of Jin.But of course, interest is more important than elegance. Although he liked Wu Zhirong's layout, his mouth echoed song Qingshu, which made Wu Zhirong's heart tremble and he wanted to find a crack in the ground.Song Qingshu saw that all the guests had been waiting for him for a long time. He knew that he was not their direct superior after all. If the attack continued, it would be hard to avoid embarrassment on everyone's face, so he called and took a seat. The governor of the two rivers had returned to his hospital yesterday, and the governor and the Chief Secretary stayed in Yangzhou to accompany the Imperial Envoys of the two countries. The rest of the guests were either celebrities or salt merchants with high reputation.Yangzhou's banquet is very elegant and rich. There are dozens of tea and fruit before the banquet. Although song Qingshu came from later generations and had a lot of knowledge, he could not fully understand it.After drinking tea for a while, song Qingshu did not deal with it. People saw that he was not in high spirits. With Wu Zhirong's lessons, no one dared to touch his head. They all courted suoetu. Suoetu had always been a man of eight faces. When he dealt with it at will, he made a cadre of officials feel happy.Song Qingshu is thinking about the envoys of the Song Dynasty. He is worried about how to take the opportunity to investigate in the temple. Suddenly, he hears an official boasting about all kinds of good things in Yangzhou. He can't help thinking about it. He suddenly says, "everything is good in Yangzhou, but monks are not."Everyone at the table looked at each other. They didn't know what he meant when he suddenly said this. Mu Tianyan, the chief secretary, was a wise and knowledgeable man. He said, "what the marshal has seen is that the monks in Yangzhou are snobbish, flattering the government and bullying the poor. It has been since ancient times."It's song Qingshu's turn to be stunned. He was trying to find fault on purpose, but when he heard the meaning of the other party's words, it seemed that there were some allusions in them, so he followed his words and asked, "yes, Mr. Mu is a scholar. He knows what's written in the book."Mu Tianyan said, "the story of Wang Bangbi's sarong in the Tang Dynasty is from Yangzhou, isn't it?"Song Qingshu has a black line. He has never heard of what the other party said. Fortunately, he is now playing a rude character from the state of Jin. He doesn't care if he has a reputation of being ignorant and incompetent. He laughs and asks, "what's the story of huangbubi salon?"Suoetu heard that his speech was vulgar, and he almost choked his throat with a mouthful of tea. As long as he was a scholar, there were few people who didn't know this story. However, he didn't show it because he was worried about his opponent's bad face. He pretended that he had heard it for the first time.Mu Tianyan said, "it's Wang Bo, not Huang Bu. This story comes from the Zen wisdom temple in Yangzhou. During the Qianyuan period of the Tang Dynasty, this Buddhist temple was still called Mulan yuan. When Wang Bo was young, his family was poor and he lived in Mulan yuan. When the monks in the temple eat, it's the bell. When Wang Bo hears the bell, he goes to the dining hall to eat. The monks hated him. Once they ate first, and then they rang the bell. Wang Bo heard the bell and went into the dining hall. He saw that the monks had already dispersed and the food was clean. "Song Qingshu just asked casually, but he was filled with righteous indignation. He patted on the table and said angrily, "damn the monk."Suoetu echoed: "yes, how much does it cost to have a meal? These monks are really hatefulSeeing that it aroused the interest of the two Imperial Envoys, Mu Tianyan was overjoyed and went on to say, "at that time, Wang Bo was ashamed and wrote a poem on the wall saying," I have already gone to the hall, and I am ashamed to go back to Li. ""Huili Song Qingshu was stunned.When all the officials got along with him, they knew that the imperial envoy from the state of Jin was not a scholar at all, and he could be said to be ignorant. Therefore, Mu Tianyan explained very considerately: "Huili is a monk."As soon as song Qingshu swept the people's faces, he guessed their thoughts. He couldn't help laughing in his heart. You really wronged Tang Kuo's argument this time. Don't say it's him, even I don't know."And then?" Song Qingshu asked in a hurry.
