Chapter 191
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When Qingzhou magistrate asked questions, other officials stopped talking and drinking, and paid attention to this side with a smile.
is big, small, small, and big is gold hoop stick. Xu Qi an heart Tucao four products officials make complaints about themselves, on the surface with a smile:
"humble duty can not afford to call adults so, that poem is really humble."
Oh, sure enough, it's him... All the officials show a sudden look.
When they first heard the name of Xu Qi'an, they didn't react, but they also thought it sounded familiar. After such a long time, I had a little guess about the identity of this strange Gong.
With the spread of Xu Qi'an's several famous works, although the officialdom and scholars did not deliberately publicize his reputation, all of you are high-ranking officials of one state, and there are corresponding channels to inquire.
No wonder, after hearing the name, the buzhengshi immediately rushed over.
As soon as he became an official, this famous poem took the lead. It can be said that it is of great benefit.
Xu Qigong owes everything to the present.
"I've heard a lot about you. You're really beautiful. You're a dragon and a Phoenix."
The magistrate of Qingzhou burst out laughing and said flattering words in an open and aboveboard manner, raising people's level like pure green.
I'm flattered. I'm flattered. I'm flattered. I'm flattered. Xu Qian had to admit that if he changed his position and became the focus, the disgusting officialdom entertainment would become lively and interesting all of a sudden, and he thought if only it could continue.
After the Qingzhou prefect finished his drink, Yu Guang glanced at the Chief Minister Yang Gong, who was a first-class scholar. At this time, he restrained his oppressive official power and relaxed his manner.
At this moment, the magistrate of Qingzhou suddenly remembered the headache of the monument. In fact, writing poems is the best choice. It is simple, eye-catching and thought-provoking.
Only poetry is rare, so we don't think about it. But now it's different. Here comes Xu Qi'an.
Just in time.
Xu Qi'an is quite talented in poetry. The buzhengshi happens to be worried about the inscription, which makes us all have a headache. Can we let this great talent worry for us? Well, the chief envoy may not have such an idea, but as the respect of a state, it's hard to say because of his face.
Thinking of this, the magistrate said with a smile, "what good work does Mr. Xu have in the capital?"
He would have asked casually. If the other side said no, he would push Xu Qi'an to the top of the limelight, coax him with officials, encourage him to write poems on the spot, and then naturally give him a "title".
Similar methods are common at wine tables, but they are usually used to persuade people to drink, but now they are used to compose poems for different purposes.
... want to go whoring my poem again? Xu Qi'an wanted to shirk and say "no", but governor Zhang took over the topic first and said with a smile: "it's true."
Officials on the scene looked at it with great interest, including Ziyang Jushi.
What's wrong with poetry?
Governor Zhang easily regained the focus, took a sip of wine, and said with a smile, "but only half of them have just spread in Beijing. I think you haven't heard of them yet."
"Oh? Only half? "
"Governor, speak quickly, and I'm all ears."
Instead of being despised by the half song, the officials became more and more curious. The half song must be the best one, otherwise it would only depend on the half song to spread in the capital. If it's not good, it's not worth mentioning in public.
Yang Gong can't help looking at Xu Qi'an and looking back at governor Zhang.
Governor Zhang put down his cup, cleared his throat, and looked around at the crowd. He said in a loud voice, "I don't know the sky is in the water after I'm drunk. I'm full of boats and dreams."
At this point, just a dance ended, music slowly dissipated.
The banquet fell into a dead silence, and the officials savored the poem, only to feel a sense of detachment from the outside world, regardless of fame and wealth, regardless of the gains and losses of interests.
After a big drunk, lying in the awning boat, looking at the top of the Star River, seven feet body pressure another star river, free and easy gas spontaneously.
Some people shake their heads and are infatuated. Some people can't help looking at the small pool in the yard, where there are clusters of red lotus, but the pool is too small.
Ziyang Ju Shi clapped his hands and said, "this poem has a high conception, which should be the peak of poetry in the past two hundred years. It's wonderful. "
He drank three glasses of wine in a row, and he was very happy to accompany poetry with wine.
After drinking, he stares at Xu Qian with bright eyes, "is this poem famous?"
Damn... You're not going to whore me once? Does Lao Tzu have no dignity? Xu Qian almost wanted to spray salt soda on his face and said in a deep voice: "already."
Ziyang Jushi was a little disappointed, nodded, did not continue to speak, mumbling, infatuated.
Seeing that, the magistrate of Qingzhou took up his wine glass and flattered him: "coincidentally, the minister is about to set up a monument in the front yard of each Yamen. The inscription is still undecided. I wonder if Mr. Xu can write a poem?"With this remark, almost everyone subconsciously looked at Xu Qi'an.
Ziyang Jushi neither agreed nor stopped, smiling and speechless looking at the small Causeway.
A glass of wine would like my poetry, I'm not like that... Xu Qi'an sighed:
"I'm in a humble position to go to Yunzhou with the governor to investigate the case. My future is uncertain and I'm worried. How can I have the energy and mood to write poetry? I'm sorry, my Lord
The officials of Qingzhou were disappointed. In a hurry, the magistrate of Qingzhou said, "Mr. Xu's poetry is amazing. Don't be modest."
Xu Qian had no choice but to shake his head and drink.
Ziyang Ju Shi pondered a little, took off the jade finger he was wearing on his thumb, and said in a deep voice: "the banditry in Yunzhou is serious. This trip is really dangerous. Ning Yan, you can keep this jade finger away. I've worn it for many years. I can keep it warm and keep it away from evil. "
Xu Qi'an's eyes suddenly fell on the finger, vaguely saw the flash of pure air, and thought of Chu Caiwei's words.
There are three kinds of magic weapons in the world: one is refined by Si Tian Jian array master; the other is naturally bred by chance; the last one is tainted with the flavor of high-quality and strong, which has accumulated over time and has certain miracles.
This jade finger is the third one.
Big brother, don't treat me as a person tonight. Xu Qi'an took it in a hurry, carefully collected it in his arms, pondered for a while, and said, "I don't know what happened. Suddenly, a stream of spiritual thoughts came up and I got a poem by chance."
I'm not in the mood to write poetry? The officials looked at him blankly. After a few seconds, they gradually had a clear understanding, so their eyes became strange, but they tacitly understood.
Ziyang resident smile unchanged: "I'm all ears."
Xu Qi'an nodded. He had a choice in his heart. He was ready to use the four poems he used in the heart questioning pass when he was testing his qualifications.
Because there is nothing more suitable for use here than this poem. If you remember correctly, this poem is also called "Jie Shi Ming", which is just used to warn all officials.
He took a sip of the wine, and the poem came to his mind. His mood seemed to return to his ambition when he asked his heart.
I couldn't help but stand up and look at Ziyang resident Yang Gong first, then say in a soft voice:
"Er Shi Er Lu."
Look at governor Zhang again:
"people's fat and people's cream."
Then, he slowly swept the officials on the scene, and his voice suddenly became severe:
"the lower people are easy to abuse."
Finally, looking up at the sky, the whole person seemed excited and said in a loud voice:
"God can't deceive you!"
Unconsciously, the lion roar of Buddhism was integrated into his voice. It sounded in the ears of officials, like a drum in the evening and a bell in the morning.
Clang when... The sound of broken wine glasses is constantly ringing.
Many officials are guilty or ashamed. When they face a causeway with no rank, they feel as if they are facing a strict superior. They dare not breathe.
A few with a clear conscience straightened their backs and were agitated.
"Good poem
Ziyang Jushi patted the table and rose. This great scholar's mood was a little out of control. He didn't feel like an old and capable Party member, but a young student who had just entered the officialdom, full of vigor and uprightness.
"How could I have been depressed for a year if I could have drunk and scolded this poem in the court and vomited my depression? Xu Ningyan, Xu Ningyan, you are the real seed of reading. "
In the yard, the dancers who endure the cold wind blink their eyes and look curiously at the only young man at the banquet.
No wonder he can cut the silver Gong with a knife. I don't know how many people were scared by this poem. Governor Zhang sighed. Seeing that the scene was a little stiff, he made a speech to change the topic:
"what the buzhengshi said is very true. It's a pity that you didn't read at the beginning."
Xu Qian belched with wine, but said: "second uncle thinks I'm more suitable for martial arts, so he didn't let people continue to study."
When the officials heard this, they were quite indignant and said, "your second uncle is not a son of man and wasted a seed of reading books. If Xu Ningyan is a scholar, the literary world is not lonely.
...
the banquet dispersed in the middle of the night, and some little drunk Xu Qi'an came to the pool to pick the red and gorgeous lotus flowers.
This lotus species is extremely strange, only six petals, each full crystal, he has never seen the species.
"This lotus is called Honglian, also called hanlian. It is a unique lotus in Qingzhou." Ziyang Jushi came over with his hands on his back and stood on one side:
"it blooms in October and withers until the next spring. The lotus seeds are warm and can be used as medicine."
I have never seen a lotus blossom in winter. Xu Qi'an said with a smile: "in the middle of winter, it blooms and bears fruit, and its sex is warm, just opposite to the season. Can't these red lotus be transplanted to the Central Plains? "
"I can't live." Ziyang Jushi seemed to point out: "the banditry in Yunzhou is also unique to Yunzhou. No state can survive forever. Do you know where the disease is? "
This is not a problem left over by history..... Xu Qi'an moved in his heart and bowed to him: "please give me some advice."
He didn't call for adults, but for gentlemen. As a student.PS: in recent days, this chapter says that the function has been shut down, the whole station has been shut down, and it will resume on the 5th. Just send this chapter as usual, and it will be displayed after the 5th. Ah, a book without this chapter has no soul. I'll come back to read this chapter after days. The main thing is... Tool people can't catch insects. I'll send it first, then read it again and correct the wrong words myself.
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When Qingzhou magistrate asked questions, other officials stopped talking and drinking, and paid attention to this side with a smile.
is big, small, small, and big is gold hoop stick. Xu Qi an heart Tucao four products officials make complaints about themselves, on the surface with a smile:
"humble duty can not afford to call adults so, that poem is really humble."
Oh, sure enough, it's him... All the officials show a sudden look.
When they first heard the name of Xu Qi'an, they didn't react, but they also thought it sounded familiar. After such a long time, I had a little guess about the identity of this strange Gong.
With the spread of Xu Qi'an's several famous works, although the officialdom and scholars did not deliberately publicize his reputation, all of you are high-ranking officials of one state, and there are corresponding channels to inquire.
No wonder, after hearing the name, the buzhengshi immediately rushed over.
As soon as he became an official, this famous poem took the lead. It can be said that it is of great benefit.
Xu Qigong owes everything to the present.
"I've heard a lot about you. You're really beautiful. You're a dragon and a Phoenix."
The magistrate of Qingzhou burst out laughing and said flattering words in an open and aboveboard manner, raising people's level like pure green.
I'm flattered. I'm flattered. I'm flattered. I'm flattered. Xu Qian had to admit that if he changed his position and became the focus, the disgusting officialdom entertainment would become lively and interesting all of a sudden, and he thought if only it could continue.
After the Qingzhou prefect finished his drink, Yu Guang glanced at the Chief Minister Yang Gong, who was a first-class scholar. At this time, he restrained his oppressive official power and relaxed his manner.
At this moment, the magistrate of Qingzhou suddenly remembered the headache of the monument. In fact, writing poems is the best choice. It is simple, eye-catching and thought-provoking.
Only poetry is rare, so we don't think about it. But now it's different. Here comes Xu Qi'an.
Just in time.
Xu Qi'an is quite talented in poetry. The buzhengshi happens to be worried about the inscription, which makes us all have a headache. Can we let this great talent worry for us? Well, the chief envoy may not have such an idea, but as the respect of a state, it's hard to say because of his face.
Thinking of this, the magistrate said with a smile, "what good work does Mr. Xu have in the capital?"
He would have asked casually. If the other side said no, he would push Xu Qi'an to the top of the limelight, coax him with officials, encourage him to write poems on the spot, and then naturally give him a "title".
Similar methods are common at wine tables, but they are usually used to persuade people to drink, but now they are used to compose poems for different purposes.
... want to go whoring my poem again? Xu Qi'an wanted to shirk and say "no", but governor Zhang took over the topic first and said with a smile: "it's true."
Officials on the scene looked at it with great interest, including Ziyang Jushi.
What's wrong with poetry?
Governor Zhang easily regained the focus, took a sip of wine, and said with a smile, "but only half of them have just spread in Beijing. I think you haven't heard of them yet."
"Oh? Only half? "
"Governor, speak quickly, and I'm all ears."
Instead of being despised by the half song, the officials became more and more curious. The half song must be the best one, otherwise it would only depend on the half song to spread in the capital. If it's not good, it's not worth mentioning in public.
Yang Gong can't help looking at Xu Qi'an and looking back at governor Zhang.
Governor Zhang put down his cup, cleared his throat, and looked around at the crowd. He said in a loud voice, "I don't know the sky is in the water after I'm drunk. I'm full of boats and dreams."
At this point, just a dance ended, music slowly dissipated.
The banquet fell into a dead silence, and the officials savored the poem, only to feel a sense of detachment from the outside world, regardless of fame and wealth, regardless of the gains and losses of interests.
After a big drunk, lying in the awning boat, looking at the top of the Star River, seven feet body pressure another star river, free and easy gas spontaneously.
Some people shake their heads and are infatuated. Some people can't help looking at the small pool in the yard, where there are clusters of red lotus, but the pool is too small.
Ziyang Ju Shi clapped his hands and said, "this poem has a high conception, which should be the peak of poetry in the past two hundred years. It's wonderful. "
He drank three glasses of wine in a row, and he was very happy to accompany poetry with wine.
After drinking, he stares at Xu Qian with bright eyes, "is this poem famous?"
Damn... You're not going to whore me once? Does Lao Tzu have no dignity? Xu Qian almost wanted to spray salt soda on his face and said in a deep voice: "already."
Ziyang Jushi was a little disappointed, nodded, did not continue to speak, mumbling, infatuated.
Seeing that, the magistrate of Qingzhou took up his wine glass and flattered him: "coincidentally, the minister is about to set up a monument in the front yard of each Yamen. The inscription is still undecided. I wonder if Mr. Xu can write a poem?"With this remark, almost everyone subconsciously looked at Xu Qi'an.
Ziyang Jushi neither agreed nor stopped, smiling and speechless looking at the small Causeway.
A glass of wine would like my poetry, I'm not like that... Xu Qi'an sighed:
"I'm in a humble position to go to Yunzhou with the governor to investigate the case. My future is uncertain and I'm worried. How can I have the energy and mood to write poetry? I'm sorry, my Lord
The officials of Qingzhou were disappointed. In a hurry, the magistrate of Qingzhou said, "Mr. Xu's poetry is amazing. Don't be modest."
Xu Qian had no choice but to shake his head and drink.
Ziyang Ju Shi pondered a little, took off the jade finger he was wearing on his thumb, and said in a deep voice: "the banditry in Yunzhou is serious. This trip is really dangerous. Ning Yan, you can keep this jade finger away. I've worn it for many years. I can keep it warm and keep it away from evil. "
Xu Qi'an's eyes suddenly fell on the finger, vaguely saw the flash of pure air, and thought of Chu Caiwei's words.
There are three kinds of magic weapons in the world: one is refined by Si Tian Jian array master; the other is naturally bred by chance; the last one is tainted with the flavor of high-quality and strong, which has accumulated over time and has certain miracles.
This jade finger is the third one.
Big brother, don't treat me as a person tonight. Xu Qi'an took it in a hurry, carefully collected it in his arms, pondered for a while, and said, "I don't know what happened. Suddenly, a stream of spiritual thoughts came up and I got a poem by chance."
I'm not in the mood to write poetry? The officials looked at him blankly. After a few seconds, they gradually had a clear understanding, so their eyes became strange, but they tacitly understood.
Ziyang resident smile unchanged: "I'm all ears."
Xu Qi'an nodded. He had a choice in his heart. He was ready to use the four poems he used in the heart questioning pass when he was testing his qualifications.
Because there is nothing more suitable for use here than this poem. If you remember correctly, this poem is also called "Jie Shi Ming", which is just used to warn all officials.
He took a sip of the wine, and the poem came to his mind. His mood seemed to return to his ambition when he asked his heart.
I couldn't help but stand up and look at Ziyang resident Yang Gong first, then say in a soft voice:
"Er Shi Er Lu."
Look at governor Zhang again:
"people's fat and people's cream."
Then, he slowly swept the officials on the scene, and his voice suddenly became severe:
"the lower people are easy to abuse."
Finally, looking up at the sky, the whole person seemed excited and said in a loud voice:
"God can't deceive you!"
Unconsciously, the lion roar of Buddhism was integrated into his voice. It sounded in the ears of officials, like a drum in the evening and a bell in the morning.
Clang when... The sound of broken wine glasses is constantly ringing.
Many officials are guilty or ashamed. When they face a causeway with no rank, they feel as if they are facing a strict superior. They dare not breathe.
A few with a clear conscience straightened their backs and were agitated.
"Good poem
Ziyang Jushi patted the table and rose. This great scholar's mood was a little out of control. He didn't feel like an old and capable Party member, but a young student who had just entered the officialdom, full of vigor and uprightness.
"How could I have been depressed for a year if I could have drunk and scolded this poem in the court and vomited my depression? Xu Ningyan, Xu Ningyan, you are the real seed of reading. "
In the yard, the dancers who endure the cold wind blink their eyes and look curiously at the only young man at the banquet.
No wonder he can cut the silver Gong with a knife. I don't know how many people were scared by this poem. Governor Zhang sighed. Seeing that the scene was a little stiff, he made a speech to change the topic:
"what the buzhengshi said is very true. It's a pity that you didn't read at the beginning."
Xu Qian belched with wine, but said: "second uncle thinks I'm more suitable for martial arts, so he didn't let people continue to study."
When the officials heard this, they were quite indignant and said, "your second uncle is not a son of man and wasted a seed of reading books. If Xu Ningyan is a scholar, the literary world is not lonely.
...
the banquet dispersed in the middle of the night, and some little drunk Xu Qi'an came to the pool to pick the red and gorgeous lotus flowers.
This lotus species is extremely strange, only six petals, each full crystal, he has never seen the species.
"This lotus is called Honglian, also called hanlian. It is a unique lotus in Qingzhou." Ziyang Jushi came over with his hands on his back and stood on one side:
"it blooms in October and withers until the next spring. The lotus seeds are warm and can be used as medicine."
I have never seen a lotus blossom in winter. Xu Qi'an said with a smile: "in the middle of winter, it blooms and bears fruit, and its sex is warm, just opposite to the season. Can't these red lotus be transplanted to the Central Plains? "
"I can't live." Ziyang Jushi seemed to point out: "the banditry in Yunzhou is also unique to Yunzhou. No state can survive forever. Do you know where the disease is? "
This is not a problem left over by history..... Xu Qi'an moved in his heart and bowed to him: "please give me some advice."
He didn't call for adults, but for gentlemen. As a student.PS: in recent days, this chapter says that the function has been shut down, the whole station has been shut down, and it will resume on the 5th. Just send this chapter as usual, and it will be displayed after the 5th. Ah, a book without this chapter has no soul. I'll come back to read this chapter after days. The main thing is... Tool people can't catch insects. I'll send it first, then read it again and correct the wrong words myself.
When Qingzhou magistrate asked questions, other officials stopped talking and drinking, and paid attention to this side with a smile. is big, small, small, and big is gold hoop stick. Xu Qi an heart Tucao four products officials make complaints about themselves, on the surface with a smile: "humble duty can not afford to call adults so, that poem is really humble." Oh, sure enough, it's him... All the officials show a sudden look. When they first heard the name of Xu Qi'an, they didn't react, but they also thought it sounded familiar. After such a long time, I had a little guess about the identity of this strange Gong. With the spread of Xu Qi'an's several famous works, although the officialdom and scholars did not deliberately publicize his reputation, all of you are high-ranking officials of one state, and there are corresponding channels to inquire. No wonder, after hearing the name, the buzhengshi immediately rushed over. As soon as he became an official, this famous poem took the lead. It can be said that it is of great benefit. Xu Qigong owes everything to the present. "I've heard a lot about you. You're really beautiful. You're a dragon and a Phoenix." The magistrate of Qingzhou burst out laughing and said flattering words in an open and aboveboard manner, raising people's level like pure green. I'm flattered. I'm flattered. I'm flattered. I'm flattered. Xu Qian had to admit that if he changed his position and became the focus, the disgusting officialdom entertainment would become lively and interesting all of a sudden, and he thought if only it could continue. After the Qingzhou prefect finished his drink, Yu Guang glanced at the Chief Minister Yang Gong, who was a first-class scholar. At this time, he restrained his oppressive official power and relaxed his manner. At this moment, the magistrate of Qingzhou suddenly remembered the headache of the monument. In fact, writing poems is the best choice. It is simple, eye-catching and thought-provoking. Only poetry is rare, so we don't think about it. But now it's different. Here comes Xu Qi'an. Just in time. Xu Qi'an is quite talented in poetry. The buzhengshi happens to be worried about the inscription, which makes us all have a headache. Can we let this great talent worry for us? Well, the chief envoy may not have such an idea, but as the respect of a state, it's hard to say because of his face. Thinking of this, the magistrate said with a smile, "what good work does Mr. Xu have in the capital?" He would have asked casually. If the other side said no, he would push Xu Qi'an to the top of the limelight, coax him with officials, encourage him to write poems on the spot, and then naturally give him a "title". Similar methods are common at wine tables, but they are usually used to persuade people to drink, but now they are used to compose poems for different purposes. ... want to go whoring my poem again? Xu Qi'an wanted to shirk and say "no", but governor Zhang took over the topic first and said with a smile: "it's true." Officials on the scene looked at it with great interest, including Ziyang Jushi. What's wrong with poetry? Governor Zhang easily regained the focus, took a sip of wine, and said with a smile, "but only half of them have just spread in Beijing. I think you haven't heard of them yet." "Oh? Only half? " "Governor, speak quickly, and I'm all ears." Instead of being despised by the half song, the officials became more and more curious. The half song must be the best one, otherwise it would only depend on the half song to spread in the capital. If it's not good, it's not worth mentioning in public. Yang Gong can't help looking at Xu Qi'an and looking back at governor Zhang. Governor Zhang put down his cup, cleared his throat, and looked around at the crowd. He said in a loud voice, "I don't know the sky is in the water after I'm drunk. I'm full of boats and dreams." At this point, just a dance ended, music slowly dissipated. The banquet fell into a dead silence, and the officials savored the poem, only to feel a sense of detachment from the outside world, regardless of fame and wealth, regardless of the gains and losses of interests. After a big drunk, lying in the awning boat, looking at the top of the Star River, seven feet body pressure another star river, free and easy gas spontaneously. Some people shake their heads and are infatuated. Some people can't help looking at the small pool in the yard, where there are clusters of red lotus, but the pool is too small. Ziyang Ju Shi clapped his hands and said, "this poem has a high conception, which should be the peak of poetry in the past two hundred years. It's wonderful. " He drank three glasses of wine in a row, and he was very happy to accompany poetry with wine. After drinking, he stares at Xu Qian with bright eyes, "is this poem famous?" Damn... You're not going to whore me once? Does Lao Tzu have no dignity? Xu Qian almost wanted to spray salt soda on his face and said in a deep voice: "already." Ziyang Jushi was a little disappointed, nodded, did not continue to speak, mumbling, infatuated. Seeing that, the magistrate of Qingzhou took up his wine glass and flattered him: "coincidentally, the minister is about to set up a monument in the front yard of each Yamen. The inscription is still undecided. I wonder if Mr. Xu can write a poem?"With this remark, almost everyone subconsciously looked at Xu Qi'an. Ziyang Jushi neither agreed nor stopped, smiling and speechless looking at the small Causeway. A glass of wine would like my poetry, I'm not like that... Xu Qi'an sighed: "I'm in a humble position to go to Yunzhou with the governor to investigate the case. My future is uncertain and I'm worried. How can I have the energy and mood to write poetry? I'm sorry, my Lord The officials of Qingzhou were disappointed. In a hurry, the magistrate of Qingzhou said, "Mr. Xu's poetry is amazing. Don't be modest." Xu Qian had no choice but to shake his head and drink. Ziyang Ju Shi pondered a little, took off the jade finger he was wearing on his thumb, and said in a deep voice: "the banditry in Yunzhou is serious. This trip is really dangerous. Ning Yan, you can keep this jade finger away. I've worn it for many years. I can keep it warm and keep it away from evil. " Xu Qi'an's eyes suddenly fell on the finger, vaguely saw the flash of pure air, and thought of Chu Caiwei's words. There are three kinds of magic weapons in the world: one is refined by Si Tian Jian array master; the other is naturally bred by chance; the last one is tainted with the flavor of high-quality and strong, which has accumulated over time and has certain miracles. This jade finger is the third one. Big brother, don't treat me as a person tonight. Xu Qi'an took it in a hurry, carefully collected it in his arms, pondered for a while, and said, "I don't know what happened. Suddenly, a stream of spiritual thoughts came up and I got a poem by chance." I'm not in the mood to write poetry? The officials looked at him blankly. After a few seconds, they gradually had a clear understanding, so their eyes became strange, but they tacitly understood. Ziyang resident smile unchanged: "I'm all ears." Xu Qi'an nodded. He had a choice in his heart. He was ready to use the four poems he used in the heart questioning pass when he was testing his qualifications. Because there is nothing more suitable for use here than this poem. If you remember correctly, this poem is also called "Jie Shi Ming", which is just used to warn all officials. He took a sip of the wine, and the poem came to his mind. His mood seemed to return to his ambition when he asked his heart. I couldn't help but stand up and look at Ziyang resident Yang Gong first, then say in a soft voice: "Er Shi Er Lu." Look at governor Zhang again: "people's fat and people's cream." Then, he slowly swept the officials on the scene, and his voice suddenly became severe: "the lower people are easy to abuse." Finally, looking up at the sky, the whole person seemed excited and said in a loud voice: "God can't deceive you!" Unconsciously, the lion roar of Buddhism was integrated into his voice. It sounded in the ears of officials, like a drum in the evening and a bell in the morning. Clang when... The sound of broken wine glasses is constantly ringing. Many officials are guilty or ashamed. When they face a causeway with no rank, they feel as if they are facing a strict superior. They dare not breathe. A few with a clear conscience straightened their backs and were agitated. "Good poem Ziyang Jushi patted the table and rose. This great scholar's mood was a little out of control. He didn't feel like an old and capable Party member, but a young student who had just entered the officialdom, full of vigor and uprightness. "How could I have been depressed for a year if I could have drunk and scolded this poem in the court and vomited my depression? Xu Ningyan, Xu Ningyan, you are the real seed of reading. " In the yard, the dancers who endure the cold wind blink their eyes and look curiously at the only young man at the banquet. No wonder he can cut the silver Gong with a knife. I don't know how many people were scared by this poem. Governor Zhang sighed. Seeing that the scene was a little stiff, he made a speech to change the topic: "what the buzhengshi said is very true. It's a pity that you didn't read at the beginning." Xu Qian belched with wine, but said: "second uncle thinks I'm more suitable for martial arts, so he didn't let people continue to study." When the officials heard this, they were quite indignant and said, "your second uncle is not a son of man and wasted a seed of reading books. If Xu Ningyan is a scholar, the literary world is not lonely. ... the banquet dispersed in the middle of the night, and some little drunk Xu Qi'an came to the pool to pick the red and gorgeous lotus flowers. This lotus species is extremely strange, only six petals, each full crystal, he has never seen the species. "This lotus is called Honglian, also called hanlian. It is a unique lotus in Qingzhou." Ziyang Jushi came over with his hands on his back and stood on one side: "it blooms in October and withers until the next spring. The lotus seeds are warm and can be used as medicine." I have never seen a lotus blossom in winter. Xu Qi'an said with a smile: "in the middle of winter, it blooms and bears fruit, and its sex is warm, just opposite to the season. Can't these red lotus be transplanted to the Central Plains? " "I can't live." Ziyang Jushi seemed to point out: "the banditry in Yunzhou is also unique to Yunzhou. No state can survive forever. Do you know where the disease is? " This is not a problem left over by history..... Xu Qi'an moved in his heart and bowed to him: "please give me some advice." He didn't call for adults, but for gentlemen. As a student.PS: in recent days, this chapter says that the function has been shut down, the whole station has been shut down, and it will resume on the 5th. Just send this chapter as usual, and it will be displayed after the 5th. Ah, a book without this chapter has no soul. I'll come back to read this chapter after days. The main thing is... Tool people can't catch insects. I'll send it first, then read it again and correct the wrong words myself.
