On the main table of Gaofu Hall.

Zhang Rong didn't expect that he would become a "chicken". He was stunned by the sudden question and didn't know how to answer this question.

"Then... can that be compared with today? No matter how many people went there, they were just ordinary guests. Today, the ministers and ministers gathered together, and the heroes gathered." After a while, he said something.

"Haha, I heard that Zhao Hao had five wives on his shoulders and married five wives at the same time, so he was not afraid of being unable to bear it." Gao Gong closed his hard beard and said half-jokingly: "This young man just doesn't know how to control himself and cannot enjoy all his blessings? Can he serve his five wives?"

"Yes, he is still young." The ministers nodded, but secretly envious in their hearts. It should be possible... It's great to be young.

The content at the bottom of the wall is a great topic of conversation after dinner. If you have any excessive words and deeds in the bridal chamber, you will inevitably spread and your popularity will not diminish for more than a month.

Mr. Zhao entered the bridal chamber five times that day from noon to midnight. The news of the fierceness of the dragon and tigers had already spread throughout the capital. Only Gao Gong, who was too serious, dared not pass on such gossip to him.

Therefore, the guests at all tables in the hall looked a little weird. After all, what Mr. Zhao praised the most now is his ability. Mr. Gao was here to worry about him. They had to cooperate with a joke about a man who was regarded as the Daming Lao Ai. This really meant to be humiliating.

Gao Gong also noticed that there was a cold situation and couldn't help but wonder: "What, can that kid bear it?"

"That's right." Liu Ziqiang, the Minister of Justice, whispered to Gao Gong: "But he said that Zhao Zi went in after noon... It was like Zhao Zilong entering and out of Changbanpo for seven times, and Guan Yun went through five passes and killing six generals... By midnight, he still fought endlessly, causing the people who listened to the wall to be exhausted..."

"I'm tired, is that kid a livestock?" Gao Gong was shocked and even felt a little ashamed. This made Gaoge, the strong man, particularly angry, and snorted: "It turns out that the dragon gives birth to a dragon, the phoenix gives birth to a phoenix, and the mouse's children and grandchildren can dig holes! The only thing is the ability of Zhao..."

Many people immediately showed a sudden look. Gao Gong suddenly realized that he had made a mistake, so he glared at Liu Ziqiang and cursed: "Ah... you, the great minister Kou Tiantian Muxiong, are you specifically asking about these dirty things here, and you want to be so nasty?"

"Ah, I don't want to be so shameless, are you?" Liu Ziqiang asked for something boring, but smiled embarrassedly without embarrassing. He was Gao Gong's fellow Henan, and his relationship was very good. As a result, in the tide of the first year of Longqing, Gao Gong was stabbed in the back, which made Gao Gong lose face. Later, Gao Gong made a comeback and he came to the door to apologize. Although Gao Gong despised his character, there was no one available at that time, so he chose to forgive him.

But when he beat him, he became the spittoon of the old man... But Lord Liu was not ashamed, but proud. After all, the spittoon was also a personal belonging that the owner cannot live without.

However, after this matter was disturbed, Gao Gong no longer had the interest to continue beating. He glanced at Zhang Kongu and said, "It seems that Mr. Zhang's health is not well yet, and he can't come today."

As he said that, he ordered Gao Cai, "Let's go..."

"Old Ge Zhang is here!" Unexpectedly, a long-lasting voice came from outside.

"Oh?" Gao Gong smiled with a gratitude: "Here you come?"

In Gaofu Courtyard, all the officials came out of the dining room and saluted respectfully to Mr. Zhang.

I saw Zhang Juzheng wearing a well-cut purple flower lake silk, wearing a black cloak, wearing a head and legs hanging from his back, a floating free towel. There was also a tortoiseshell brown mirror on the bridge of his nose, which was indescribable leisure and wealth.

Under Gao Chao's diligent guidance, he walked calmly into the main hall of Gao's mansion. After entering, he did not take off his sunglasses, and bowed to Gao Gong and said, "Yuan Fu Haihan, I'm late."

"Hey, what's the matter with uncle? You were hurt by me, and I won't blame you even if you don't come." Gao Gong stood up happily and greeted him: "Of course it's better to come. Please come quickly, and I'll wait for you."

"It's better to obey your orders than respect." Zhang Juzheng stood up straight and bowed to the ministers and said, "You have been waiting for a long time."

"Good Lord Zhang, please sit down, we have just arrived." All the ministers were very polite. They were afraid of Gao Gong and Zhang Juzheng.

Comparing the ministers and ministers of the court to a deck of cards, these two kings, big and small, can control them.

After Zhang Juzheng sat down, the birthday party started, and all kinds of flattery were sensational and they were competing to flatter each other.

Gao Gong dealt with it three times, and Gao Cai, Spittoon and others took the advice from everyone to drink for him in time.

Gao Ge Lao ate a few bites of food and burped. Fang Xiao asked Zhang Juzheng, "Taiyue, why did you come so late? It doesn't look like your style."

"Oh, today is my daughter going back to the door." Zhang Juzheng sighed and said, "We in Jingzhou returned to the door the next day after marriage. There are also some complicated rules that need to be perfunctory, so it was delayed."

"Ah, that's it." Gao Gong couldn't help but apologize: "Then you have a glass of wine and go back quickly."

"It doesn't matter. When I see that karma, I won't be angry. It's better to hide." Zhang Juzheng pulled down his face and said.

Gao Gong is not surprised, because from the beginning, Zhang Juzheng was very dissatisfied with Zhao Hao, and even if the marriage was successful, he said that he would make peace.

However, Gao Gong always felt that the rice was cooked and the son-in-law was half a child. Uncle Zhang's attitude should change, right?

So when he saw Zhang Juzheng eager to separate his relationship with Zhao Hao, he was both happy and a little unsure. He thought to himself that this guy was not playing me, right?

Thinking of this, he quickly gave a wink to the number one dog leg sitting at the table. Han Ji understood it and stood up and smiled at Gao Gong, "The descendants of the Hanlin Academy have all written birthday poems and sent them to their disciples to celebrate their birthdays."

Although Han Ji was like this, he had also been in the museum. It was at that time that he had a deep friendship between teachers and students with Gao Gong, who taught Shujishi.

"Oh, is that?" Gao Gong smiled and said with a smile: "Take it and see if there are any outstanding literary talent in this museum?"

"There is no birthday preface, so it cannot be presented to the teacher." Han Ji said sadly.

The preface to the longevity was an applied style of literature that emerged in the Ming Dynasty. In this era, literati liked to show off their talents, and the people also regarded the poems and poems of longevity as the most precious birthday gift.

Generally, after each person finishes his poems, he will gather them into a book and give it to the birthday star to keep. The preface is required to be written, which is the preface. The preface of the birthday is the first to be the focus, and it is gradually more important than the poem and lyrics itself...

"What's the difficulty?" Gao Gong smiled and said, "The one in this room is the most inexpensive person who is a Jinshi, and he has a lot of ink. You see who is suitable, please ask him to write a preface."

"In terms of status and talent, it is naturally the only one who must be Zhang Xianggong." Han Ji also smiled.

When Zhang Juzheng saw the master and apprentice singing and reconciling, he walked around himself. He couldn't help but feel furious! He secretly scolded these bastards for bullying others too much!

With his talent, he can naturally make a living by writing a preface. But this thing cannot be written casually!

Because it's just a licking article.

The licking was lighter, and the tall beard was uncomfortable. The licking was heavy and he was disgusting himself.

No matter how much Bugu said that he was the second assistant to the cabinet of the first rank of official positions, it doesn’t matter how he licked his boss in private. But how could he whisper in front of the officials in the hall? And it also had to be on the pen and ink. This is his execution publicly!

But he had already cultivated to the state of "the wrath of the saint is not on the surface", and could still keep a smile and say, "Take it to Bugu and read it, and conceive it."

"Thank you, my husband!" Han Ji happily presented the hand-written collection of poems.

This was discussed with Gao Gong last night. As long as Zhang Juzheng came, he would write this birthday preface and test his attitude. It doesn’t matter if Zhang Juzheng beat him against his will, because they would print thousands of copies and sell them later, and all the civil and military officials in the court had to pay for it.

At that time, everyone will have a copy. When you turn on the first page, you will see Zhang Juzheng's rainbow farts blowing at the old man. Let's see how Zhang Taiyue will still be on the fence in the future?!

So at the banquet later, Zhang Juzheng pretended to look at the collection of poems that were so sensational, but his head turned quickly, looking for a solution.

Just as he was about to make excuses of the pain in his eyes and couldn't see the words on it clearly and was about to go home to discuss with the source of evil, he heard a sudden shout of scolding outside, and then a crackling sound of smashing and smashing!

"What's the situation?!" Gao Gong's face turned black in an instant. Someone dared to act wildly at his birthday party?

"I'll go and see!" Gao Cai ran out quickly, and saw the guests running towards the front yard in search of sound.

"Let me go over!" Gao Cai shouted, and finally separated the crowd who watched the fun and came to the front yard to public.

When he saw the various gift boxes piled up like hills in the yard, smashed into pieces, and countless antique calligraphy and paintings, and jade treasures were broken all over the ground, Gao Cai's eyes were about to burst into bleeding!

"Who did this?" He suddenly raised his tone and shouted with resentment: "I want to die, right?"

"I did it. Do you want my life?!" Then an angry voice came out of the gift pile.

However, the guards in the mansion did not take the man down, but also carefully moved the box away, as if they were afraid of hurting him.

Even Gao Cai was stunned and stuttered: "Big...Brother?"

"Isn't it just the master?" He saw a man carrying a box straight up, and it was Shao Fang who went to the south to pick up people.

"He, what's going on with him? I'm sick again?" The anger on Gao Cai's face disappeared, replaced by anxiety.

The elder brother is like a father, not just talking about it. Their father died early, and Gao Jie even took on half of his father's responsibility, so the younger brothers respected him very much, including Gao Gong.

"It was fine. Jiangnan Hospital said that he was basically cured, and he was also talking and laughing along the way. He didn't know anything when he entered Beijing to West Chang'an Street." Shao Fang also said with a look of ghosts: "As soon as he entered Shichang Street, the master suddenly got angry. He asked someone to lift his Daguan knife and then chased everyone outside with a knife. He rushed in again and slashed at the gift boxes piled up with a tall one, but he accidentally buried himself underneath."

"That's it." Gao Cai nodded and sighed relieved, bowed to the guests watching the fun, "My elder brother has brain disease, please forgive me..."

The guests were about to comfort me, but they saw the tall old man rushing out of the gift box, holding his long beard in one hand and holding a big pass knife in the other, and roaring: "I'm not sick, you are sick! Gao Gong, let him get out and see me. If he really intends to be Yan Song, I will slash him with a knife for the ancestors of the Gao family, to eliminate this harm for the country! It will also save the ancestors from being embarrassed in the future!"
Chapter completed!