This time it was not only the university scholar Zhu Xuan and the two Liubu squires who came, but also Lu Ji and Di Xu. Together with Shang Cheng, Guo Biao, Zhang Shao and Zhen Qian, who "misunderstood the leaky pot and arrived half a step early", the officials sent by the imperial court and the civil and military dignitaries of the Yanshan Health Department were all there. The nine people sat opposite each other according to their positions, and when they went up to the main room, they looked distinct.

The soldiers served the freshly brewed tea soup, served tea to everyone and changed the tea again. Shang Cheng stood up, handed a cup of tea soup to Zhu Xuan, and said apologetically: "Look, I was supposed to go to the post house to pay a visit to you, but who knew that as soon as I came back, I would be too busy with all kinds of things to let go, so I asked you to run first." ”

The old bachelor had a shallow smile on his wrinkled thin face, took the tea with both hands, and said, "It's okay." We were only appointed by the imperial court to go to Yandi on business, not Qincha, and the merchant governor was the head of a town, so he had to manage the place carefully, so it was impossible to say whether to worship or not. With that, he gently placed the bowl on the table.

This humble little act immediately caught everyone's attention. Everyone swept their eyes over the bowl of teacup. They were all fine, and they each bowed their heads and sobbed.

The atmosphere in the hall suddenly became solemn and oppressive.

Shang Cheng also noticed Zhu Xuan's actions. He was a little embarrassed. According to the ceremony, no matter where it is, as long as the host personally serves tea, the guest is not thirsty but also has to take a sip to express his gratitude to the host; Unless the guest is here to ask for sin. At the same time, he also found it strange. When he went to Beijing last year to report on his work, he and this scholar Zhu did not meet in person, but they only met for the first time today, why would the old gentleman behave like this? It is said that the old gentleman is a great Confucian in the world, and what he says and does all his life is to follow reason and abide by etiquette, and it is impossible not to know the most basic etiquette in daily life, let alone temporarily wander and forget. You know, this is a person who has followed and abided by the truth for a lifetime, and it has become a natural reaction of the body like eating and drinking.

He understood that a few messengers had not come to give him a message. And Zhenqian came one step ahead of time, that is, he wanted to give himself a vague reminder. It seems that on some issues, Zhen Qian, including the military department behind him, and those Admirals of Weizhen have the same thoughts, although they all have this or that opinion and idea about themselves in their hearts, and they may also be a little disdainful of themselves, but everyone is a soldier, and they are all stirring soup in the cauldron of the Guard's forbidden army, so they can either stand by coldly and wait for his good looks, or they can ignore it and ignore it. In the future, they will even quarrel with each other behind closed doors, fight each other, and break the blood one by one, he thinks it is very likely, but these are not problems. No matter how much they make trouble, and then they make each other stumble and hinder each other, there is a premise that must be observed, then only problems that arise between the military can only be solved in the military; If anyone dares to borrow external force, the end must be miserable. And once a civil official wants to intervene, it doesn't matter what happens, put aside the dispute and first unanimously open it. Therefore, the imperial court wanted to investigate and deal with Huo Shiqi, and the other admirals did not need him to write a letter to greet him, and immediately wrote to the imperial court to express their attitude; Zhu Xuan wanted to find his fork, and Zhen Qian, who was sitting on the seat of the squire in the military department, immediately came to ventilate and report the news......

He was stunned for a moment, smiled self-deprecatingly, and said, "That's what the scholar said. He turned around and sat down on the main seat of the large table, took a sip of water, put down the tea bowl, but did not speak, held the lamp in one hand and stroked the knee with the other, raised his chin slightly, lowered his eyelids, and examined the bluestone slab laid in front of him with interest. He made up his mind and asked Zhu Xuan and them to speak first. Since he is not talking about family affairs but about official business, then he, the host, is not afraid of being said to be a snub guest; Since the Qincha came to the door with a vigorous momentum, then he would see what was wrong with the Qincha.

He is both the master and the commander of the first guard, if he doesn't talk, Lu Jiguo Biao and others will never take the lead. Among the guests, Zhu Xuan's official rank is the highest, and he is the official envoy of the three provinces. At present, the scholar's eyes were slightly closed and he was silent, and the three attendants sat silently.

At the moment, the atmosphere in the hall is not only solemn and oppressive, but also a little weird.

It was very quiet in the house. Among the nine people, except for Shang Cheng, Guo Biao and Zhang Shao, the others were all from Jinshi. Even Guo Biao and Zhang Shao are also halfway from Rong. These are scholars, since the enlightenment of the hair, they have been earnestly admonished "gentleman tranquility", and before the completion of their studies, they will take "quiet self-cultivation, thrift to cultivate virtue, non-tranquility without ambition, non-tranquility without far-reaching" as the motto. It's hard to say whether there are achievements in learning, but this cultivation kung fu of keeping quiet and sitting down is all cultivated to the home. At present, the principals on both sides are silent, so everyone looks at their noses and noses, and their ears do not hear what is going on outside the window, and they only see the stone floor in front of them.

Shang Cheng couldn't guess where Zhu Xuanhui would start to interrogate, nor did he bother to think about this complicated issue, holding the teacup in his hand and not moving, smiling and wandering around the courtyard.

There was silence in the hall, although the guards outside didn't know what was going on, but there were rules in the army, there was no need for Shang Cheng to open his mouth, Suza had already arranged the guards, the front yard of the Admiral's Mansion had been under martial law, and the backyard had also been sent more people, and all the guests who came to see him were all blocked in front of the mansion and invited back. Now, the courtyard door is wide open, but there is no half figure to be seen inside and outside, and there is no sound of footsteps moving back and forth, only a gentle breeze gently stirring a thin willow outside the courtyard gate, and a few summer cicadas chirp between the branches around the tree endlessly.

His gaze swept through the courtyard from left to right, and then withdrew it and landed on the teacup he held in his right hand, pretending to look at the porcelain cup, taking the opportunity to observe the scholar Zhu Xuan. He hadn't seen Zhu Xuan before, but he had heard people say that he had seen several of Zhu Xuan's reading notes and essays in Lu Ji's house, and they were not manuscripts, they were engraving prints. According to Lu Ji, Zhu Xuan printed one or two hundred sets at his own expense and distributed them to relatives and friends. At that time, he flipped through it at random, and the content was mainly a reflection on Mencius's "benevolent government" and "heavenly way" thoughts, and there was nothing new in successive articles, and there were some cognitions of the principles of "kissing", "long-growing" and "sincerity-based", mixed with some such as "God, strong; ghosts, qi is also", and "the ancestors are good, then they accumulate virtue and get God...... then the descendants treat them with sincerity, then how how", he lost interest. But listening to Lu Ji's tone, he was very proud and complacent that he could get Zhu Xuan's book, and he also had great respect for Zhu Xuan......

He was observing Zhu Xuan, and Zhu Xuan was also quietly observing him, and the eyes of the two people touched, and then they looked away as if nothing happened.

Shang Cheng sighed in his heart. No matter what Zhu Xuan wants to use as a breakthrough, all in all, this kind of old master is difficult to deal with, quoting scriptures one by one, and he must not be an opponent. Moreover, Zhu Xuan is a scholar, and he is doing practical things, and it is easy to find excuses to explain when he is wrong in doing practical things, and if he is wrong in doing practical things, he must first admit his mistakes and then take practical actions to correct his mistakes. In particular, these court officials obviously came prepared, and it is unlikely that they will let themselves go......

But what problems can they find to make themselves difficult?

When he asked himself, he felt that the various measures he had taken over the past year or so had been to suppress bandits, water conservancy on farmland, repair roads, levy labor, transfer taxes, and provide disaster relief...... It's impossible to say it's all right, but there's absolutely nothing wrong with it. The only thing that can be blamed by Zhu Xuan and them is that there are some problems in the implementation of certain measures. But with so many officials working below, it is absolutely impossible to satisfy all aspects, and it is inevitable that there will be some mistakes and mistakes. Perfect! He has never heard of anyone who does not make mistakes, even God makes mistakes one after another, let alone man.

However, although he suspected that the problem was not his own, he did not want to put the blame on the states and counties below and the people who did the specific work—they had worked hard enough......

Zhu Xuan still didn't speak.

Shang Cheng continued to remain silent. Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Zhu Xuan's calm demeanor, and he was even a little funny. How could this old gentleman think of being more patient than himself? You know, in order to set a trap to lure the king of Donglu Valley into the palace, it took more than half a year before and after, and he couldn't calm down and had no patience, can the old fox of the king of Donglu Valley take the bait?

Neither of them spoke, and neither of the other officials spoke. None of them looked at anyone, except for the occasional tea bowl and saliva, or gently moving their stiff legs and feet, the rest of the time they sat still like clay statues.

Of course, not everyone can endure the silence.

Chang Xiu, the right attendant of the Ministry of Works, is a fat man, the most unbearable to sit for a long time, and the room is stuffy, although the four windows of the hall are all wide open, and there are four basins of ice in the shade of the corner to cool and humidify, but he is still so hot that he is sweating, the neckline of the gauze shirt has been soaked in a large piece, and the big sweat is still soaking out from under the head of the veil, flowing along the sideburns of the bridge of the nose. He held a folding fan with a ruler in his hand, and a pair of big hands kept wiping sweat on his face, and after wiping the sweat, he rubbed it on the fan bone, and his ten round fingers kept bending and stretching and spasming. He really wanted to stand up and walk away to dissipate heat, or shake off the folding fan and hula hula to roll up the wind, but this was the main hall discussion, and it was not the fake governor of Xunyanshan that had been agreed in advance, so he could only force himself to press the incomparable irritability in his heart, shook his lips and frowned and sat in the chair, turning his head full of sweat to look around the room.

This upper room is Yan Du's conference room, except for a large square table with pitch black and black between the first guest of the host, there are a few low tables and a dozen chairs, such a furnishing arrangement, it is naturally extremely simple, he just wants to be distracted and has nowhere to go. There are teapots and teacups on the table, all of which are porcelain from the south, but they are by no means a fine product, and they are often seen in the homes of large families. The only thing to see is the nave hanging on the wall behind the seats of honor and honor.

Chang Xiu had already looked at this central hall just now and felt that it was very ordinary. It is a cursive "tiger", which is usually hung in the homes of the military generals in Beijing. But he really couldn't find anything to look at at at the moment, so he simply gritted his teeth to taste the word. Looking at it in a trance, the word "tiger" is dignified and dignified, but it is very handsome and beautiful "suave and natural" in Wei and Jin cursive scripts. He secretly exclaimed in his heart: Good words! In particular, the hall of this single character is five feet high and more than four feet wide, and it is written on such a large wide and narrow size, which shows the pure technique and layout skills of the penman. Following the strokes in my heart, I have recognized that the word "tiger" is the cursive script "Changfeng Sticker" of Wang Xizhi.

He couldn't help but smile. No wonder he felt a little familiar with the word. Thinking about it again, this place used to be the former residence of Li Wei, the former governor of Yanshan, and most of this was left after he was raided and assigned; The great calligrapher Tao Qi has also been an official in Yanshan for more than 20 years, and his ink treasure can be seen everywhere in this city.

However, for some reason, he just felt that something seemed to be missing from this central hall. He remembered that when he first saw this word when he entered the house just now, he had this feeling, but he didn't pay attention to it at the time.

He immediately realized that something was missing.

This one-word middle hall was not even signed......

Interesting. He thought. It seems that this is not Tao Qi's words. Sending words without paying for it, Tao Qi probably can't do it. This should not be left by Li Wei. The middle hall of the main hall of the upper room was not paid, and the Pingyuan Li family couldn't afford to lose this face.

He couldn't help but glance at Shang Cheng, and he was happy in his heart. Don't think about it, this kind of thing can only be done by this half-legged monk who is not sophisticated. It seems that the person who left the word also knew the depth of Shang Cheng, and he didn't like to see this person, so he deliberately didn't drop the money, just to lose the face of Yanshan's fake governor through this kind of action. What's even funnier is that Shang Cheng even hung him up in a grand manner.

Seeing that Shang Cheng was still following Zhu Xuan's appearance and meditating with his eyes down, he was almost about to laugh. Fortunately, he reacted quickly, temporarily covered the past with a light cough, and saw that others did not pay attention to himself, so he continued to ponder the word "tiger" and the person who left the word.

This glance shows the doorway and the problem.

This word is definitely from Wang Xizhi's "Seventeen Stickers" in the word "tiger" change, but the gesture turn is completely different from the word Wang, the original word has a graceful and mellow charm is still there, but the frustration and turn is more powerful, and the momentum is magnificent. Especially in the last pen, the center is pressed straight down, the pen force seems to penetrate the back of the paper, and a "tiger tail" almost breaks out of the paper......

He took a cool breath. Looking at the magic skills of this word, the people who left the words are everyone......

It's a pity that the payment was not made, and I don't know who this person is.

But this man is not completely traceable. He once got a painting of Princess Nanyang last year, and the technique of the beginning and end of the body is somewhat similar to this word. I also heard that Princess Nanyang has devoted herself to figuring out the "63 Stickers" in the Ouchi collection in recent years, and her skills are quite different from those of the previous two years......

His brows furrowed tightly.

Not necessarily the person who left the word, but also the same as Mr. Yuyi?

Quite possibly! As far as he knows, "Sixty-three Stickers" was first present in Yanshanwei, although there is no real trace of Mr. Yu since then, but it is common for the hermit of the master to not chase wealth and prosperity, and occasionally see Hunter Xin Xi to receive a disciple to pass the mantle. It is likely that the one who left this "one tiger" is the successor of Mr. Yu Missing. This puppet was forced by the situation, and had to leave a word for a reckless soldier, but he hid the edge of the pen without inscription, which was obviously extremely ruthless to Shang Cheng......

The more he pondered, the more he felt that his idea was very right, he bit the corner of his mouth with the folding fan bone, and stared at the middle hall in a daze: What kind of way can he think of to ask the person who left the word?

He was so engrossed in his mind that he didn't notice that he was now the center of attention and the center of everyone's eyes in the hall.

Before he knew it, he had already stood in front of the generous table......