Jia Lian is dressed in brocade clothes and jade robes, in his twenties, handsome and wealthy son. The corner of the pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info a wry smile on the corner of his mouth.

He felt that he was completely unlucky today. I was eating and drinking with Jia Rong, Second Sister You, and Third Sister You in Dongfu, and as a result, I sent someone to call the old lady home and ordered him to find Jia Huan back.

It's just hilarious!

Although he is Jia Huan's brother, he can beat Jia Huan? I don't have to listen to Jia Huan yet. That night, he watched Jia Huan enter the palace, but he didn't know how to talk about it in the end, causing Jia Huan to report his uncle (Wang Ziteng).

This is probably the most unhappy place in the whole house, and they are anxious to ask Jia Huan for an explanation!

Hu Xiaosi, who was waiting outside with Xiao Wu and Lin Zhixiao, watched Jia Lian walk in indifferently. According to his estimate, Second Master Lian has no advantage in front of Third Master.

And Qian Huai already had some cold sweat on his forehead. It's a lot of effort, and Second Master Lian followed. One can imagine the anger of the old lady in the house at this moment. It's a bit like practicing 12 gold medals in the play!

Qian Huai did not guess wrong, at this time, the sun in the west was about to set. Wisps of twilight slowly shrouded the heavens and the earth.

In Rongguo Mansion, Jia's mother was in the room, and Jia's mother, who had been waiting for Jia Huan for almost half an afternoon, was furious, and her emotions had been suppressed to the extreme. The face was gloomy, and there seemed to be water dripping down. It is foreseeable that if Jia Huan is in front of her now, what kind of storm will she usher in?

In the main hall, the atmosphere is somber. So much so that even the mandarin duck didn't dare to remind the old lady that dinner was going to be set.

Another half an hour has passed, and there is no news of Jia Huan's return. Jia Mu's white eyebrows were about to stand up, her eyes and face were staring, and she was full of cold light, and said coldly: "Mandarin duck, send someone to ask the master to personally bring that evil animal back." ”

She didn't want to wait any longer.

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It will be late, and thousands of lights will be lit up.

Jia Zheng was drinking and chatting with the Qing guests in the outer study, and a small servant came in, "Master, the ancestor asked me to pass the word, the third master is still drinking outside, please go and bring the third master back." The ancestor said that she would have to wait if she didn't eat inside. ”

Jia Zheng thought that Jia Huan had come back early. For him, even if Jia Huan has to give an explanation, the old lady who has a back hand will deal with Jia Huan and coordinate the affairs between relatives. He didn't have to bother. I heard that Jia Huan was still drinking outside, and the old lady had to wait if she didn't eat. Suddenly, anger rose from the heart!

Jia Zheng threw the wine glass in his hand on the ground, and with a crisp sound, the wine glass of several hundred taels of silver was reimbursed, and said angrily: "Son of evil..., come here, prepare the car." Bring the rope on. He's the opposite! If you can't bring it back, you will tie it up. ”

Looking at Jia Zheng's stacked commands, he strode out angrily. Cheng Rixing and the other Qingke looked at each other, what is the situation?

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When Jia Lian walked in, everyone in the private room noticed. Gongsun Liang, Luo Junzi and others all knew Jia Lian because they lived in Mochizuki Residence.

Jia Lian smiled bitterly and arched his hand: "Brother Huan..."

Jia Huan interrupted Jia Lian's words with a faint expression, "Second Brother Lian, wait first!" ”

Zuodu Yushi Yin Peng snorted lightly and frowned dissatisfiedly. It's a spoiler. He was about fifty years old, dressed in pale cyan civilian clothes, of medium height, and had bright eyes.

At this time, Jia Huan also saw two strange middle-aged scribes coming in. He didn't know the big man of the temple, one of the Nine Qings, Zuodu Yushi. I don't know the wine of the country's priests. In those days, there was no television, and you could see the leader's face from time to time.

However, Jia Huan is messing around in the mall, and he can still see a few points of people. Seeing that the two of them have extraordinary bearings, they should not be passers-by A and passer-by B.

Seeing it for Jia Huan, Yin Peng said, "Jia Ziyu still has poems?" ”

Jia Huan smiled slightly, looked at Yin Peng, and replied, "There is wine, and there is naturally poetry." Your Excellency must be the proprietor of Sanyuan Restaurant. As he spoke, he pointed to the wine bottle on the small second-hand hand, which was only five bottles of red wine, "There is not enough wine!" ”

Yin Peng had a good impression and laughed heartily, "Good! Good! Joyfully! He changed to a long-term entourage next to him and said, "Go back and bring the remaining five bottles of Western wine that I treasured in the wine cellar." As he spoke, he made a gesture to Jia Huan, "Please!" ”

At this time, no one reminded Jia Huan of the identities of Yin Peng and Hu Yi. I want to see his limits, and he can still write poetry. Today's scene will definitely be a grand event in the poetry world. There are witnesses of the imperial history of Zuodu and the priest of the country, and the amount can be very different.

Yin Peng, the imperial historian of the left capital, added five more bottles of wine, and together with them, Jia Huan had to write ten poems. Three poems left!

Jia Huan smiled, took the refilled wine glass, and waved his pen, the eighth song: "Looking at Jiangnan on the transcendent stage: Try to look at the transcendent stage, half a city of spring water." Hugh thinks about the old people and the old country, and will try new tea with new fire. ”

Then, the ninth song: "Yonghan chrysanthemum: light muscles and weak bones are scattered, and the golden stamen will be overflowing." If you want to know the old trillium, the herbs begin to bloom when they are destroyed. ”

Again, the tenth song: "Spring--night: Spring-night is worth a thousand gold, and the flowers are fragrant and the moon is cloudy." The sound of the song pipe building is thin, and the swing courtyard is heavy at night. ”

"Good!"

"Good!"

There are three poems in a row, such as famous sentences: Hugh thinks about the old people and the old country, and will try new tea with new fire. Such as: spring - a moment of supper is worth a thousand gold. There is also a final poem with its fresh and meticulous brushwork to describe the charming scenery of the spring night. Write about the fragrance of flowers, write about the moonlight, and write about the faint and whispering of songs and music coming from the high-rise buildings. The words are beautiful and not interesting.

The crowd applauded! Don't hesitate to praise it. The ancients said: Li Baidou has a hundred poems. Today, there is Huang Zhou Jia Ziyu, two glasses of wine, ten poems and seven quatrains.

Zuodu Yushi Yin Peng looked at the young man in front of the desk with a cup in one hand and a pen in the other, and sighed in his heart, "Hurry! Such a poetic talent is worthy of its name. Sure enough: Li Du's poems have been passed down by 10,000 mouths, and they are no longer fresh. There are talented people from generation to generation, each leading the way for hundreds of years. ”

Guozi Priest Jiu Hu Yi sighed with emotion: "What I saw today is a great wonder and happiness in my life!" In the future, Hu Yi wrote what he saw and heard today into his notes, recreating today's scene for the world:

When the left deputy capital Zhang Anbo punished the crime, the disciples and staff were worried. In the last few days, the situation changed, and Zheng Cheng, the regular attendant of the left scattered cavalry, was imprisoned. Zhang Boyu will come out. The disciples celebrated, and I drank wine with Dazhong Cheng Yin in the Sanyuan Restaurant, which coincided with his meeting.

The former has the name of the Great Master Dialect Ring Poem. Try it. On the Western wine five, the ring is immediately written. Dazhong Cheng Yin then on the wine five, the poem is established. The dynasty has been in the prime for one hundred and fifty years, and the world's poets are talented, and they occupy eight buckets.

As for what happened later, there is no record of what happened in the country.

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Jia Huan cut poems and recorded ten seven-character quatrains. There was a lot of praise in the private room.

Jia Lian and Lin Zhixiao all smiled bitterly. Today, I can only know what kind of demeanor the third master of Huan is outside! It seems that the people in Jiafu don't have such cognition! There are only two points in the cognition of the third master of Huan: first, the means of struggle are fierce. Second, the future is promising.

It's wrong, it looks like something is missing.

At this time, a faint twilight peeked in through the window. The aftermath of midsummer is still raging. I don't know when, a candle was lit in the private room.

Jia Huan already knew the identity of Yin Peng, the imperial priest of the left capital, and Hu Yi, the priest of the country. He has not yet entered the officialdom, and he has seen the two of them with the etiquette of the juniors in the field. Both of these are two-rank jinshi. Dazhong Cheng and Dasi Chengdu are Qingliu officials. is not the best of the two lists, and he can't sit in these two positions at all.

At this time, a group of people broke in from the private room, and the momentum was menacing. Led by Jia Zheng, who was wearing a stone blue Confucian shirt, pointed at Jia Huan, and shouted: "Son, you still have the face to drink with fox friends and dog friends here!" ”

Jia Zheng shouted, and the private room was suddenly quiet.

The anger in Jia Zheng's heart gushed out, "Your grandmother is waiting for you to go back and explain, and she hasn't even eaten." Come back with me! ”

A servant behind Jia Zheng took half a step forward, holding a rope in his hand. What does it mean, you can imagine.

Everyone in Wendao Academy changed color slightly. Just now, several groups of people came to urge, and everyone was actually a little worried. But Jia Huan sent it away. It's his family affair after all. It's hard for everyone to say anything. At this time, Jia Zheng's angry scolding, scolding them is secondary. But it will have some impact on Jia Huan's reputation.

At this time, among the crowd around Jia Huan, a cold snort was remembered, "Senator Jia is so angry!" It was the priest of the country who spoke, with a cold look on his face. He was a little dissatisfied. Fox friends?

Sooner or later, today's scene will be famous all over the world. Ten quatrains of seven words are formed in an instant, what kind of scene is this? How many years no. In the future, when it comes to him in the literary world, what will he say? Was pointed at his nose by a small right senator of the General Administration Department and scolded fox friends and dog friends?

When Jia Zheng saw it, he recognized the wine of the country's priest, and he stumbled in his heart, knowing that he had offended people, his momentum suddenly lost three points, and he gave up, "The lower official has seen Master Hu." ”

Hu Yi nodded coldly.

Jia Zheng saluted Yin Peng, the left capital beside Hu Yi, "Xia Guan has seen Dazhongcheng. "Jiafu and the Metropolitan Procuratorate are on good terms. The pier of the Imperial History, of course, is to be worshipped. He and Yin Peng have some affection.

Yin Peng let out a faint "um" and reprimanded: "Cun Zhou, Ling Lang has a unique demeanor, and he has performed the crown ceremony, respects the teacher, and has good conduct." You're a son and a beast, I'm afraid it's not appropriate, right? In vain makes the world laugh. ”

Jia Zheng, the word is stored in the week.

Yin Peng is the imperial history of the left capital of Zheng Erpin, and an important minister of the imperial court. As soon as he heard it, he knew what Jia Zheng was doing. Recently, Jia Huan's report to his uncle Wang Ziteng has spread all over the government and the opposition. But as a senior of Shilin, he supports Jia Huan.

First, is the law of the state child's play? If a case of murder by an imperial merchant and a slave is to be covered up, then the country will not be far from extinction.

Second, Jia Huan's report to Wang Ziteng was a sincere heart for the teacher. Of course, it is not possible to report the father, but it is enough to report the uncle who is the chief judge for this reason.

Jia Zheng's face was blue for a while, and white for a while. The father taught his son a lesson, but who let him accidentally scold Dazhong Cheng just now? Don't blame others for finding excuses to reprimand him.

Yin Peng said again: "Ling Lang is a young man with a heroic appearance, and his poetry is superb. Don't be treated as an ordinary child. If he comes to the mansion of my seniors, he will have a place. In the old man's opinion, he can get married and get married as soon as possible. The old man also has a saying to save from the week: Gewu, Zhizhi, sincerity, righteousness, self-cultivation, and family. ”

There are two phrases after this sentence: governing the country and leveling the world. But Yin Peng deliberately stayed here in the "Qi family" to express his dissatisfaction.

What kind of fame is Jia Cunzhou? Jia Huan's report on Wang Ziteng's matter attracted the attention of the government and the opposition. The woman in the back house of the Jia family actually interfered in foreign affairs! How is this family governed? Ridiculous, ridiculous!

Jia Zheng showed a look of shame on his face, and his momentum was completely lost, and he said reluctantly: "Xiaguan Xie Elder taught." "Take Jia Lian, Lin Zhixiao and others out of the private room.

Jia Huan said goodbye to everyone calmly and chased Jia Zheng away. Yin Dazhong sprayed people, sprayed political father, of course he couldn't thank him! Although he did feel a little grateful to Yin Dazhongcheng for his love and praise. As for the worries of his college classmates, he knew that it was fine.

The crowd in the Sanyuan Restaurant dispersed one after another.

Yin Peng and Hu Yi said goodbye at the door.

Hu Yi smiled and said as if he had something to say: "It's a good thing to have filial piety, but it's not advisable to be foolish." "He's talking about Jia Zheng.

Yin Peng nodded and commented: "It's pedantic. ”

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The gorgeous carriage smoothly and quickly returned north from the Sanyuan Restaurant on Xuanwumenli Street back to Jiafu.

Jia Zheng, as the head of the Jia family, has a century-old family, and the carriage is first-class. The carriage was furnished luxuriously, spaciously and comfortably.

Jia Zheng said to Yin Peng that he was very happy, but he still had to say what he should say, but he was weak, "How do you explain the matter of using Xue Wenqi to report your uncle about arson and murder?" ”

Jia Huan's expression was calm, and he said calmly: "Why didn't my father send someone to ask my uncle what he thought." (To be continued.) )