Speaking official words, accompanied by people from the county, the first thing that came to Liangchen's mind was someone from Beijing.

Because, Zheng Guotai gave his scroll to his sister Zheng Guifei.

Half a month has passed now, and in terms of time, it is enough to go back and forth quickly.

Liangchen didn't go to the mansion to think about it, whether it was the prefect Chen Lun or the same governor Liu Guotai, what he said was not official. And they have seen enough of themselves in the house, where will they come to Lishu Village again.

If it is someone from Beijing, Liangchen will beat a drum in his heart.

He didn't know what Zheng Guifei thought of his white scroll, whether he found it as interesting as his younger brother Zheng Guotai, or if he had other ideas.

As for whether Zheng Guotai's brother-in-law also saw his scroll, and what his impressions were, Liangchen didn't dare to think about it.

With apprehension and uneasiness, the good minister hurried home. When he arrived at the door of his house, he saw three carriages and two horses parked, one of which was sent to return to his hometown that day, and he knew all the coachmen.

"The little head is back!"

Several officials and Li Zheng and others in the village were outside the door, and when they saw Wei Liangchen, they all rushed up. There were smiles on their faces, which made Liangchen breathe a sigh of relief, at least, it wasn't a bad thing.

In this world, in addition to the matchmaker, the most powerful people in the world belong to the yamen. If someone from the capital came to trouble him Wei Liangchen, then these people would definitely not be like this.

In the subsection, Liangchen never counted, and even deliberately pretended to be stupid. In big things, he is very exquisite.

"Little case leader, I'm waiting for you, let's go in!"

Liangchen greeted the gang with a smile, although he didn't care about them, but the number of etiquette was in place. These people are not very capable, but if they really want to get along with him Wei Liangchen, the head of the small case, only for now, Liangchen can't clean them up. After all, as Wu Xiuzhi said, he is not a talent yet.

There is a qualitative difference between having a meritorious name and not having a meritorious name in the Ming Dynasty. Moreover, Xiucai's fame is not safe, Xiucai is at best a candidate for the gentry class in this era, not really a gentry, and has few privileges, otherwise, there will be no "poor Xiucai" and "sour Xiucai". On the other hand, there is no such thing as being poor, and he is often a "master".

Liangchen knows very well that the reason why these people smile at him is not his status as the head of the small case, but his potential. He borrowed the power inexplicably, the mansion honor, the county honor, and the unknown uncle of the small country. This also involves the Chu Party, in short, it is a mess and cannot be sorted out.

At present, these advantages have given him great benefits to Wei Liangchen, but after all, they have not completely changed Wei Liangchen's identity. He is still a child with no fame.

Tong Sheng, it's not the time for the tiger to shake.

After greeting the gang one by one, Liangchen entered the courtyard and found that his father was talking with the four of them.

Among the four, Liangchen recognized one, but it was the king of the county.

Of the other three, two of them were called Liangchen to see the heart, but they were brocade guards in flying fish suits.

The other person was wearing an ordinary robe, talking to his father with his back to Liangchen, and he couldn't distinguish the identity of the other party for a while. But judging from the attitude of the king lord Bo and the two brocade guards, this person is obviously the main master.

"Liangchen, you're back, you've been waiting for you for a long time." After discovering that his youngest son had returned, Wei Jinde hurriedly pulled him over. When he was talking to Wang Zhubo and this lord from Beijing, he was nervous and his palms were sweaty.

Liangchen also noticed his father's nervousness, and he nodded slightly at his father.

"The head of the little case is back, hehe, you have won glory for our Suning, and the county is not light on you."

The king looked at Wei Liangchen with a smile on his face, no matter how late Suning's news was, he also knew that this Wei family's junior had a connection with the big man in Beijing, which was something he and the county respected never thought of. After hearing about it at the time, the county was shocked to break the tea bowls. He didn't get much better, and he was soulless for most of the day. Now that everyone in the capital has come, this surprises him and the county even more. If it weren't for the fact that this person who only came was an eight-rank officer, I am afraid that the county lord would have to accompany him in person.

The two brocade guards didn't smile, but they didn't have a bad face, they only looked at Wei Liangchen curiously, guessing how this young man He De could ask the noble concubine Niangniang to specially call the prince to come to him.

"Lord Bo!"

The good minister stepped forward to salute the royal lord Bo, and then looked at the main lord, and sighed in his heart, this person looked like he was from the palace.

The main lord is indeed a father-in-law, and he looked at Wei Liangchen with interest.

The prince said busily: "Little case leader, let me introduce you to you, this is the prince from Beijing." ”

"The student has seen the prince!" The good minister bowed to the prince without humility or arrogance, and when he raised his head, he looked confused: "I don't know what the prince is looking for a student?" ”

Wang Gonggong smiled: "It's nothing, our family is just entrusted by someone to come to you for the first word of this little case." ”

"Inscription?"

Liangchen was stunned, and the king was also stunned for a moment. The reason why they were stunned was that although Wei Liangchen was the head of the small case, after all, he had no fame, he was a child, and this father-in-law came all the way to ask for a child's inscription? When it was spread, no one believed it.

"Well, it's on the painting."

The prince smiled and motioned for the brocade guard to hand him the scroll.

"Father-in-law, what kind of painting is this?"

"See for yourself."

Liangchen couldn't help but be curious, and when he opened the painting, it was a woman who was about forty years old. The woman's name was not written on the painting, but it was Dong Qichang.

Dong Qichang, Liangchen knows it, if he didn't know that he couldn't go back, I'm afraid he would have to be greedy and take this painting for himself. In later generations, Dong Qichang's calligraphy and painting are worth a lot of gold.

"I don't know what my father-in-law wants students to ask?"

Placing the painting on the table of the Eight Immortals with bricks at the foot of the table, Liangchen didn't ask why the other party wanted his own inscription, because he knew that asking was a vain question, and what he had to do now was to do it, and leave nothing else.

Wang Zhubo was also curious.

The prince smiled and waved his hand, and said to the good minister: "Feel free, you can ask whatever you want." ”

"Random?"

Liangchen frowned slightly, looking as if he was thinking, but in fact, he was thinking about what good poems could be used in the pseudo-Qing Dynasty to borrow them.

I thought about it, but I didn't.

"Little case leader, the prince can wait." The king saw that Liangchen didn't use his pen for a long time, and kindly reminded him on the side.

"Oh, yes, yes."

While saying yes, the good minister confessed, saying that he was going to get pen and ink. Unexpectedly, a brocade guard went to the carriage outside to get pen and ink, and at first glance, it was the four treasures of the first-class study.

Hui Mo?

Liangchen didn't dare to work the prince and the prince to polish the ink for him, and he gently grinded the ink there, racking his brains to think about what to do.

Only the picture of the woman was given, and nothing else was said, just an inscription. What's the question? If you get it wrong, you won't be in trouble. Who is it that asks him for an inscription?

This ink has been grinding for a long time, the prince's brows have been wrinkled, and the prince is also a little impatient, even the good minister and his father feel that his son is too rubbing.

Liangchen also noticed it, and felt uneasy, but he really didn't think of any good poems for the occasion, but he couldn't help but make a difference, and he gritted his teeth and finally put pen to paper.

Write two sentences on the right side of the drawing:

The golden nest and the silver nest are not as good as the grass nest.

Heaven and earth are not as good as mothers.