Half an hour later, the luncheon began.

Because Chengnan Post has been receiving high-ranking officials and nobles all year round, the main hall is decorated very luxuriously.

There are carved beams and painted buildings in the hall, palace lanterns are hanging high, and mahogany decorations are decorated with water. There are six large round tables that are not crowded.

In addition to officials, there were also gentry and wealthy businessmen in Jining, which were filled with six large tables.

There are large plates and bowls on the table, big fish and meat are piled up like hills, and there are also people who squeak the piano and play the opera and drink. Such a tacky scene makes Xu Ge really have no appetite.

But in order to wait for Wang Shizhen's poem, Lao Yuanfu still endured the discomfort and persevered.

After three rounds of wine, five flavors of dishes.

On the guest seat protected by the mahogany landscape screen, an official suggested that the leader of the Wang League be kept or write a poem to add luster to Jining.

As soon as this statement was spoken, the king immediately responded. The leader of the king who had been alive had been waiting for a long time. How could he let him go easily if he didn't let him vomit something?

Wang Shizhen had been waiting for this moment for a long time, and then happily replied: "No problem!"

As he said that, he picked up the wine glass, pretended to think for a while, then turned around and bowed to Xu Jie and said:

"Then I will give this song "The Sixty Sentences of the Seven-character Sentences of the Young Master Xu's Scholars in the South" to Yuanfu."

"Wow, sixty sentences! It's so satisfying!" The Jining officials immediately cheered excitedly, and then everyone calmed down and heard the leader of the Wang League chant in a deep voice:

"Tai Pavilion has been transforming into Jun for many years, and they are all the generals. Hong Kui's appearance is so beautiful that he is so handsome that he is so handsome that he is so handsome that he is so handsome that he is so handsome that he is so handsome that he is so handsome that he is so handsome that he is so handsome that he is so handsome that he is so handsome that he is so handsome that he is so handsome that he is so handsome that he is so handsome that he is so handsome that he is so handsome that he is so handsome that he is so handsome that

"Okay!" Just a few words, the officials immediately applauded without any trouble.

"The two edicts revived the sun and the moon, and the emperor and his ministers were invited to meet the emperor and his ministers for thousands of years. Danzhong appointed himself as the secret of the Jin Dynasty, and supported the jade seat with his bare hands!"

"That's great!" The officials were so impressed by the leader of the Death King. If he could flatter such a stingy flattery, he deserved to be the leader of the literary world!

Wang Shizhen turned to Xu Jie again, looked at the object he praised with sincere face and said:

"One hundred ministers first knew that Shun's eyes were clear, and the whole world originally praised Yao's kindness. The halberd gate was as open as water during the day, and the rafters and pens were always spring..."

But when he saw that Xu Ge Lao had a gloomy face, Xu Fan also had a dark face and wanted to eat people.

"It's enough." Xu Fan interrupted Wang Shizhen stiffly, then helped his father stand up and said, "It's getting late, and it's time for us to set off. Thank you for your hospitality."

After saying that, the father and son ignored the Jining officials who looked at each other and left the lobby.

Wang Shizhen was even more confused. Isn’t my poem so stingy enough?

I almost vomited myself at the beginning...

He hurriedly chased out with the Jining Prefect.

"Yuanfu, Yuanfu, please stay! What happened that made Yuanfu so unhappy?"

Jining's prefect is so depressed. He spends time and effort to treat guests, and he still invites such a big one. Who is the hell to ask for?

With the help of his son, Mr. Xu walked to the entrance of the inn.

Hearing this, he walked towards the boat and said lightly: "Don't be too careful in Mingfu. I didn't target you, but I was suddenly tired. Please go back."

"This..." The prefect took the lead and looked at Wang Shizhen. If you don't target me, then you will target you.

"Me?" Wang Shizhen wanted to break her head, but she didn't know how she annoyed the two men.

"Not who you are!" Xu Fan turned around and spat at him with thick phlegm and said, "Another ungrateful wolf!"

"Why am I an ungrateful wolf?" Wang Shizhen followed behind and shouted at Tianqu, "Brother, even if you want to kill and cut, you have to let Brother Yu be a wise ghost!"

"You know it in your heart!" Xu Fan cursed: "You have the ability to play tricks on my father, don't you have the courage to recognize him? It really makes people look down on you!"

After saying that, he held his trembling father and got on the boat.

"Yuan Fu, with my family's family friendship, do you think I will tease you?" The General Leader Wang burst into tears in his grievance.

"That may not be." Xu Fan sneered: "Zhang Taiyue is also the successor of his father's robe! Maybe in this world, I will repay my gratitude and revenge!"

After saying that, he closed the hatch door with a bang, and ignored Wang Shizhen, who was crying with a sad face.

The leader of the King stood on the dock for a while, until the official ship sailed far away, he suddenly took off his big hat on his head and threw it into the lake.

"Hey he's fucking sick!"

Wang Shizhen didn't figure out how he offended Mr. Xu and his son that day...

He even took apart his twelve poems, one by one, and studied them for a full half month, but he couldn't see anything from them, which could annoy the Xu family's father and son.

~~

Yangzhou Dongguan Wharf.

Everyone can finally take a good rest here and then return to Jinling with a refreshed spirit.

On the dock, Ye's younger brother Ye Xixian came to greet him with a convoy.

When Zhao Shouzheng went to greet him Uncle Ye, Zhao Hao was happy to save trouble, so he got into a luxurious carriage with Qiaoqiao and Ma Xianglan.

Mr. Zhao was commenting on the decoration in the carriage, and Hua Shuyang knocked on the door of the carriage.

"Master, my father-in-law has left you a letter in Yangzhou."

"Oh?" Zhao Hao reached out to take it and asked strangely: "Why has the leader of the Wang League come to Yangzhou?"

"I just read the letter and found out." Hua Shuyang hurriedly replied: "Father-in-law has been appointed as the deputy envoy of Henan Censorate, and just went north from the canal."

As he said that, he said with regret, "It's a pity that I missed the road... Hey, Master, are you?"

Hua Shuyang found that the master patted his forehead and muttered something: "I forgot to death, I forgot to death..."

"It's okay, I'm sick." Zhao Hao casually said perfunctorily and asked: "When did your father-in-law set off from Yangzhou?"

"Last month 25." Hua Shuyang said: "About it, you should have entered the Henan territory now..."

"Oh, it's too late..." Zhao Hao smiled bitterly.

"What's too late?" Hua Shuyang looked at Zhao Hao in surprise and shouted in his heart, is the master going to launch a great prophecy on his father-in-law?

"Nothing." Zhao Hao waved his hand and signaled him to get out.

Then, regardless of the confusing Hua Shuyang, he closed the car door with a bang.

In the carriage, Qiaoqiao and Ma Xianglan also looked at Zhao Hao strangely.

I saw him squirting in the velvet-faced seat like a beanworm.

The two asked him what he had done, but Zhao Hao didn't say anything.

How do you tell them if Zhao Hao?

During the Chinese New Year, the poem written to Xu Ge Lao at Wu Shi's request was copied from the masterpiece of Wang Alliance Leader-

"The sixty sentences of the seven-character poems that the young master Xu Gonggui in the south are given to him"!

Of course, the sixty sentences were too long, and the one that came later was not suitable... After all, Mr. Xu was still in power at that time.

So Zhao Hao picked the first sixteen sentences and gave them to Mr. Xu.

Unfortunately, there was something wrong with the lecture in Lingji Palace, and Mr. Xu did not give him the opportunity to sing the poem. So only he and Wu Shilai, and Xu Jie and his son knew about it...

Wouldn’t this cheat the leader of the Wang League?

Wang Shizhen didn't know his poems, so he had been copied before he could finish them.

I just copied it, and I only saw it for Mr. Xu and his son, but no one else knew it.

So the leader of the Wang Alliance, who was kept in the dark, would probably present this poem again after meeting Mr. Xu!

What did Mr. Xu think of him?

I look down on me, right? I use other people’s second-hand goods to treat me perfunctorily, and I am the boy I hate the most?
Chapter completed!