"Who is this? Why did you hear the fourth master of Gao call him a big brother?" The guests whispered. These guys didn't bother to watch the fun, and even secretly hoped that Gao beard would make a big ugly.

"Gao family, Gao Jie and Gao Cun'an, the former Censor Cao Jiang, is a famous anti-Japanese hero!" Someone recognized the old man who was playing with a big sword and praised him: "The high school chief is famous for being honest and self-confident, upright, and unwilling to accept Yan Shifan's recruitment. As a result, he was excluded by the Yan Party and was dismissed and returned to the field. If he was a little more flexible, he would have nothing to do with Hu Meilin."

This is an exaggeration, because Gao Jie and Hu Zongxian are not on the same battlefield and have no competition. But these guys with heartbreaking hearts insist on saying this, so as to try to raise Gao Jie's image and wish to make him a magnificent and glorious person.

Because as long as Gao Jie is glorious and upright, what Gao Jie opposes is naturally evil.

And the most disgusting thing is that the old man can’t even have an attack like this. Is this a praising his elder brother? Is it also wrong?

Mr. Gao didn't know that he was so unpopular. He heard that his elder brother was calling him outside, so he wanted to go out to meet him.

"You can't show up, Yuan Weng. Master has a brain disease, and he may have done something!" But he was stopped by Spittoon, Han Ji and others and said: "He is crazy, but he doesn't care whether you are the prime minister or not..."

"For the sake of the court's dignity, you cannot show up!" The ministers quickly persuaded him.

"Then I can't show up!" Gao Gong said angrily: "Don't others call me guilty?"

"How could it be? Everyone knows what kind of person Yuan Weng is. But the most important thing now is to control the situation and not give people some talks." Spittoon and others persuaded Gao Gong. "We will do it, and we will do it soon."

In that case, Cheng Wen, Song Zhihan and others also came out to drive away the guests.

"It's okay, the master has a brain disease and it's going on when it's cold. I thought it's been during the Jiajing period."

"I'll make you laugh, please go back to the bar." The students said politely, but they increased their strength and pushed the crowd out of the front yard.

Seeing that there was someone who wanted to watch the fun and refused to leave, Cheng Wenyin tested and said, "If you don't leave yet, bring a chair and ask them to sit down and watch slowly."

Knowing that the Wangwang team was going to keep a small account, everyone left.

In the front yard, Gao Cai quickly ordered the Jinyiwei who was guarding the door to invite Gao Jie to the back.

The Jinyiwei who guarded the door of Gaoge Lao was naturally selected by carefully selected experts. It is no problem to take down an old man who committed the murder with weapons.

Therefore, the crisis dealing with students Gao Gong is not inappropriate. However, they forgot one question, that is, how Gao Jie rushed into the prime minister's mansion with a knife.

Although his big pass knife was so shaking that it made the Jinyiwei guard at the door very difficult. But what was really troublesome was his identity, which was Gao Jia's elder brother, a second-rank official who retired, so he could not shoot directly, right?

I dare not hurt him even if I hurt him.

The young man Gaocai shouted from the side and said, "Be careful, don't hurt my elder brother!"

How did Zhu Yunwen lose his country because of this sentence... Of course, what he said was 'Don't hurt my fourth uncle'.

So Gao Jie got Zhu Laosi's invincible uniform in the Battle of Jingnan. He danced his sword and rushed around, and no one dared to approach him. A group of Jinyiwei watched him break through the front yard and enter the main yard, smashing the word "名" made of countless pots of yellow chrysanthemums and purple chrysanthemums into pieces.

However, he is old after all, and he will inevitably lose his strength after using his ultimate moves. He accidentally stepped on a flower pot and his feet became weak and he fell into a big horse.

The Jinyiwei immediately rushed up, first kicked the Daguan knife away, and then pressed him tightly under his body with all his hands and feet.

Gao Jie struggled but cried, "Gao Lao San, you are ashamed of your ancestors!" "Who is not good at learning, you learn from Yan Song!" and so on. The guards had no choice but to cover his mouth, then wrap Gao Jie with a quilt, and carry it out of the yard like a pig.

But when he got mixed up, the yard was full of mess and the atmosphere was even more strange. How could there be a little bit of birthday atmosphere?

Gao Ge Lao's face turned purple and glared at the spittoon fiercely, "Bah!" A group of wasteful guys who were not successful enough and had enough troubles!

Han Ji quickly said to the music class loudly: "Okay, okay, it's okay. Keep playing music and dancing!"

But even if you find someone to dance striptease, you can't relieve Gao She Lao's depression.

He sat patiently for a cup of tea, sorted out his chaotic mood, and stood up with a wine cup.

Seeing that Gaoge had something to say, it was quiet inside and outside.

"Sorry, I'm sick there, and I'm not in the mood to have a banquet." He heard Gaoge say slowly.

"Yes, don't force Yuan Fu, we're already having fun." The guests were understanding, but their hearts were like a mirror. This was the fact that Mr. Gao was disinfecting what happened today.

"But no matter what, I must not ignore my elder brother's teachings, and I must also reflect seriously-" Gao Gong said in a stressful tone: "I originally meant to invite a few old friends, at most a few juniors to accompany me, and celebrate this birthday in a low-key manner. How could I be so unaware of it? Who is doing it on my back? Is anyone trying to take the opportunity to make money under my guise?"

When saying this, Gao Gong's stern eyes swept over Gao Cai, Han Ji and others. However, Liu Ziqiang was very calm. After all, even if he was his own, no one would want to play with a spittoon. That was so dirty...

"Anyway, I will definitely check what happened today, give your Majesty, everyone, and everyone in the world. I will never insult my integrity in the Gao family for generations!"

Finally, he ordered Gao Chao: "According to the gift list, return all the gifts from all guests... No, you are also suspicious, has Gao Fu come back?"

"Master, the villain is here." Gao Fu, the butler who accompanied Gao Jie to treat the disease, quickly stepped forward.

"Just come back. As I said, all the gifts will be returned. Those that my brother smashed will also be compensated according to the price. If you really can't afford it, please write the IOU first and I will pay it back slowly in the future!"

"Oh, yes." Gao Fu quickly responded.

"Yuan Weng, there is no need to be like this." Yang Bo and others hurriedly advised: "Yuan Weng worked hard and made great contributions, and it was all the little intention of everyone. It was not appropriate to return it, right?"

"Sorry, my father has set rules for me for a long time. He will not give gifts or accept gifts for an official!" Gao Gong said decisively: "This time I was careless. I would like to give me a chance to make up for the loss. Please give me!"

As he said that, he bowed deeply, and everyone quickly returned the greeting and hurriedly said that I would obey the order.

Gao Gong bowed to the guests again and turned around and went in.

Gao Ge Lao's 60th birthday party ended in a hurry. Gao Fu led his servants to return gifts to the guests at the door.

The guests' expressions when they left were all very solemn. Even if they were happy, they had to pretend to be sad.

For example, Zhang Xianggong was like this. He returned to the sedan chair with a stern face. After the curtain fell, he couldn't help but smile on the corner of his mouth.

I don’t need to make a birthday preface, I’m so happy.

~~

While waiting for Mr. Zhang to return to Dashamahu Hu, the family was on the stage in the back garden to enjoy the "Peony Pavilion" performed by the troupe.

"It turns out that the colorful flowers bloom all over the world, like this, all of them are given to the broken wells and dilapidated walls. What is the beauty of the good times and the beautiful scenery? Whose courtyard is enjoyable..." The actor who plays Du Liniang's beautiful eyes are glorious, graceful, lotus steps, orchid fingers; his singing style is even higher and lower, intermittent, and lingering and soft, which makes Zhang Xianggong feel slightly hot.

"The master is back." Seeing him, Gu stood up to greet him with his children and son-in-law.

Zhang Juzheng pressed his hand, sat down beside his wife, and asked in a low voice: "What kind of song is this? I haven't heard it before."

"How is it?" Gu asked with a smile while slapped.

"This word is extraordinary. Who did it?" Zhang Juzheng picked up the teacup and asked casually.

"This is a one-piece play compiled by my husband in Jinling last year, and then gave it to a scholar named Tang Xianzu. I heard that Tang Juren did not participate in this year's spring exam in order to compile this play. But it was worth it. He only released a piece of song, and it was so popular in Jiangnan. Now he is waiting for him to continue editing..." Zhang Xiaojing, who is already dressed as a woman, smiled.

"It's worth it." The cultivators nodded one after another, looking fascinated.

"Don't be ambitious!" Zhang Juzheng couldn't help but feel ache when he saw his daughter's young woman's makeup, and he snorted with a dark face: "Have you read today's book?"

"Let's go now..." Zhang Jingxiu had no choice but to take his younger brother and flash in shame.

In fact, Tang Xianzu has only written the beginning at the moment, but it was just because the attention was too high that he was taken out in advance. Therefore, the "Peony Pavilion" was finished shortly after.

Seeing that Du Liniang went down, Zhang Juzheng was no longer interested, so he glanced at Zhao Hao, got up and walked towards the study.

Zhao Hao quickly followed.

~~

In the warm study room, Zhang Juzheng changed into a light brocade robe, put his legs on the cushion, and put his most comfortable position. Then he took the tea cup presented by Zhao Hao and asked lightly: "You arranged the show in Gaoge's hometown, right?"

Zhao Hao quickly called out to the sky and said, "How could he be a son-in-law? I also heard someone just now."

"Isn't it really you?" Zhang Juzheng gently slid the teacup with the lid of the cup, and the heat slowly rose.

"The high school chief was sent by Gaoge himself to pick him up." Zhao Hao said innocently.

"But I'm on the Royal Sea ship, you can control the time." Zhang Juzheng sneered.

"Grade Gao celebrates his birthday today, it's not something that my son-in-law does." Zhao Hao whispered.

"But you are afraid that you are inciting gifts on such a large scale? I heard from Yao Kuang that those little officials, even businessmen and eunuchs who are not close to each other, are all here to give gifts. Didn't you deliberately make a big deal and ruin the reputation of the old man?" Zhang Juzheng is not easy to fool. With his hard work over the years, he has a clear understanding of what happened in the capital.

"The high school chief's reaction was something that the son-in-law could have expected?" Zhao Hao refused to admit it anyway.

"This is..." Zhang Juzheng nodded and stopped asking: "If you don't know, unless you don't do it yourself, you can do it less."

"Yes, the son-in-law will ask his father-in-law for whatever he does." Mr. Zhao corrected his attitude.

"This is almost the same." Zhang Juzheng snorted a little satisfied.

ps. The shoulders are much better, but the cough will hurt. Fortunately, it no longer affects writing. Write another update.
Chapter completed!