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Like a thunderbolt, Le Lin froze.

In front of her is Ouyang Xiu?

In front of her was Ouyang Xiu!

Le Lin couldn't believe it, her eyes widened, and she asked anxiously, "Is it Ouyang Xiu who wrote "The Story of the Drunkard Pavilion"?"

She knew that she must have looked like a fool to others at this time.

Ouyang Xiu nodded with a smile and asked curiously, "An Guohou has read the old man's clumsy work?"

"If you haven't just read it, it's like memorizing it!"

Le Lin is not bragging, in the junior high school Chinese textbook, "The Story of the Drunkard Pavilion" requires "memorization of the full text".

She was afraid that Ouyang Xiu would not believe it, so she hurriedly recited it: "All the mountains around Chu are also." Its southwest peaks, the forest gully is particularly beautiful, and the one who looks at it is blue and deep and beautiful, Langya also. The mountain travels six or seven miles, and gradually hears the sound of water gurgling and pouring out between the two peaks, and the brewing spring is also. Peak loop to ......"

Seeing that she really wanted to recite the full text on the spot, Chai Jue couldn't help but pull her sleeve. Le Lin was shocked at her recklessness, and hurriedly bowed her head and said, "Lord Ouyang, forgive me, junior...... It's such an honor to see you in my lifetime!"

The tone was still uncontrollablely excited.

Hearing this, others frowned.

Wen Yanbo muttered to Ouyang Xiu dissatisfiedly: "What do you see what he said? What does it mean to 'live in life', and what does it mean to 'see it with your own eyes'? It seems that Uncle Yong is dying soon." ”

The person concerned, Ouyang Xiu, was not annoyed at all, but shook his head gently.

Le Lin paced back and forth a few times at a loss, hugged her fist at Ouyang Xiu, and said firmly: "The younger generation has the eyes to ignore Mount Tai, and he still looks at Haihan! Lord Ouyang is willing to come to the magazine as an editor, even if the junior smashes the pot and sells iron, he can't wronged you, I will immediately go to the shopkeeper Zheng to transfer funds from elsewhere, and your salary junior will definitely not be disadvantaged." ”

Ouyang Xiu waved his hand again and again, and said sincerely: "Marquis Anguo's words are serious, since the old man has already agreed, he can pay for wine." ”

"This ......," Le Lin was embarrassed.

If you pay for wine, it's okay to treat someone else, but this is Ouyang Xiu!

"Since it is An Guohou's intentions, Uncle Yong, you don't have to shirk. Although Liu Xin said this to Ouyang Xiu, his eyes looked at Chai Jue without blinking a moment: "What's more, His Royal Highness has already negotiated a lot of sponsorship fees for the small magazine, which is definitely enough to pay your salary, but I haven't had time to talk to An Guohou yet." ”

His playful expression was as vivid as that of an old fox who had succeeded in his treacherous schemes.

Chai Jue's eyes were suddenly covered with a layer of haze, and a bundle of muscles in his jaw twitched slightly, but there was still no expression on his eyelids.

Le Lin was both surprised and delighted, and turned her head to ask Chai Jue: "Chai Jue, what Liu Ge Lao said is true?"

Chai Jue endured his unhappiness and said to Le Lin softly: "It's true." ”

"Is it an event sponsorship?"

"Well, Han Mo Zhai, Shang Chengxing, and Valerian Embroidery Workshop, a total of five hundred and thirty times. ”

When the people heard this number, they were astonished.

Only Le Lin frowned and groaned for a moment, shook her head and said, "Less." ”

Less?

Sima Guang only regarded "him" as nonsense: "There are more than 500 companies in three firms, how can it be considered a few?"

Although Wang Anshi, Su Shi and others did not speak, they also thought the same way.

Chai Jue didn't question it at all, and said, "I also think it's less," and asked, "Do you have a way?"

"Yes!" Le Lin looked up at the sky, it was not dusk, and she expected that those businesses had not yet closed, so she said goodbye to Ouyang Xiu: "Lord Ouyang, the juniors will go to the shopkeeper of the three businesses to negotiate now, and I will send the contract of appointment to the house early tomorrow morning." ”

After that, he pulled Chai Jue and walked out.

Chai Jue followed her, and before she had walked a few steps, she suddenly stopped and said to Le Lin: "You get in the carriage first, and I will come after saying a word to Liu Gelao." ”

Lelin didn't doubt him, nodded, and trotted to the carriage.

At this side, Chai Jue turned to Liu Xin and Ouyang Xiu, and a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

The smile was as bright and hearty as he usually was, but Liu Xin could see the anger in his eyes.

"Lord Ouyang's "The Story of the Drunken Man's Pavilion" narrates the chronicle in writing, the style is clear and beautiful, and it is like eating a mourning pear, and I never get tired of reading it. Chai Jue spoke to Ouyang Xiu, but his eyes looked at Liu Xin fixedly: "Among them, the sentence 'the drunkard's intention is not in the wine' is really lofty. ”

After saying these two words of unknown meaning, regardless of the stunned crowd, he followed Le Lin's figure.

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