The pot exploded in the room, complaining that Wutang was like a war horse with a saddle and a horse's chew, and they couldn't even move around, but they didn't have corruption, bribery, corruption, looseness, degeneity, etc., and they didn't feel tied up when Li Guolou issued the "Rectification Order". That's what it was meant to be, and it's enough to keep it up in the future. After some grumbling, the three of them left the room with neat steps, and went to eat a big meal with their chests and stomachs protruding.

Seven tables were set up at the dinner, full of plates and bowls, good wine and good food, to entertain Li Hongzhang and others as well as Wutang officials. Li Hongzhang has a respected status, came up and toasted everyone three glasses of wine, and then others saluted him, so he took a sip and began to drink freely.

The nose bone was broken by Li Guolou, and Zhang Peilun also came to the banquet to drink, and his face was still tied with gauze, which looked quite funny. Li Guolou got up three times, walked over, toasted Zhang Peilun, punished himself with three bowls of wine, and suffocated it in one sip, expressing 120,000 apologies. Zhang Peilun said that it didn't matter if he was hurt by the martial arts competition, and he didn't blame Li Guolou, but the seeds of resentment had been planted in his heart.

The soldiers are young and strong, they are all pot-bellied men, and when they serve meat, they all serve it in copper basins, and when a dish comes up, no one will be polite, and they will tear and snatch without education. The people sitting at the main table are fine, pay attention to etiquette and honor, slow and leisurely movements, and no one is vicious and takes food.

Li Guolou saw that the next table was really uncomfortable, so he said, "Battle, have you forgotten what you said?" It's okay to be full. ”

When Battle, who was full of oil, heard Li Guolou talking about him, he hurriedly stopped fighting for food, wiped his big mouth decently, slowed down his eating, and explained: "Lord Xuezheng, Wutang is too bitter, I usually only see a little minced meat, how can I have the opportunity to eat and drink." ”

The school officials echoed Battle's words, and they all complained that Wutang was eating poorly and living a hard life. Li Guolou was extremely dissatisfied, put down his chopsticks, and said loudly: "You are nonsense, where can you be miserable, who have you been hungry for?" The common people only have meat to eat during the New Year's holidays, and you have meat to eat every day, and you still say bitterness. What should I do if I eat a pot helmet during a war? Battle, have you forgotten the days of gnawing grass roots in the grassland? Wutang raised you. In the future, eat sweet potatoes once a week, so that you can remember the bittersweet memories and know what the people eat. Born in Si, grown up in Si, people can not forget their roots. ”

The school officials in the audience were speechless by Li Guolou's refutation, and the scene was quite embarrassing. Liu Mingchuan stood up, raised his glass and said, "Lord Xuezheng is also for your good, come!" We salute him for his outstanding performance in the next boxing match. ”

"Salute to the University of Politics! Learn from Gakusei-sama! The audience raised their glasses to pay tribute to Li Guolou, and the soldiers were indomitable.

At this time, Li Guolou's face was embarrassed, beating a short countryman, he still had an advantage in terms of body strength. Beating Tarzan, he was at a disadvantage, becoming a short and weak person, and his self-confidence dropped to zero. Helplessly, he picked up the sea bowl, said high-sounding words, and blurted out: "Gentlemen, don't worry, I have a horse leather shroud and am determined to earn glory for the motherland in the boxing ring, and I hope you will cheer more." Oh cluck······"

Everyone's hearts are as bright as mirrors, and the school officials have already analyzed it, but they have not exposed Li Guolou's lies. Anyway, Li Guolou has already said that it doesn't matter how many times you lose on the battlefield, winning the key battle is the winner, and now it is not yet the moment of the decisive battle.

Li Guolou squinted at Liu Mingchuan beside him, and slandered in his stomach: Liu Liumazi, look at you, when you have the opportunity to expose the true face of your smuggler of salt, you also claim to be a loyal and patriotic man, that is, a smuggler, a gangster boss, and a social scum!

Li Guolou suffered a loss, he didn't care about the people at the next table, he ate the vegetables by himself, he drank a few bowls of yellow soup, and the person was already dizzy and slightly drunk. But because after he came to Wutang, he showed himself as a righteous man and a gentleman, and his words and deeds were extremely strict, almost harsh, and even mean. Therefore, the school officials were a little afraid when they saw him, and even those who he used to be in the family did not dare to toast him in public, for fear that he would turn his face, and no one would toast him. This made Li Guolou slowly slow down, he was not drunk, he was still sitting upright on the back chair, watching every move at the banquet with a stern expression.

The atmosphere at the banquet began to improve under the drive of Liu Mingchuan, and when the steaming delicacies were served, there was a burst of noise, and everyone took turns to toast each other, mostly toasting Liu Mingchuan and Master Xu Xuan.

Liu Ming passed on the amount of wine, and those who came did not refuse, eating and drinking happily. Under his leadership, everyone at each table became relaxed, shouting and shouting, regardless of the size of the official position, hooking shoulders and calling brothers and sisters.

Xu Chan's status is respectful, he has a three-grade Taoist official hat, and except for Li Hongzhang, he is big, so the officials take turns to toast him. After a few rounds, Xu Zhan drank high, his tongue became bigger, and his words became unscrupulous. Shaking his head, he said debauchedly: "Liu Yanshi, don't hold me up." I don't know how many catties and taels I have, so I met Lord Ming, Master Fu Xiang, and this is the day when I will come out. What is an alternate? A person is called a disaster officer, and when he is an alternate officer, he suffers as if he were suffering from a disaster. Alternate officers usually have no income, and they have to maintain corresponding dignity, and they have to pay out of their own pockets for long-term entourage, food and drink, and socializing. Therefore, many candidates were destitute and even died of hunger and cold. There are 18 provinces in the world, and there are tens of thousands of alternate officials, large and small. Taking Jiangning as an example, there are more than 300 alternate officials: more than 300 Taoist officials, more than 300 people in prefectures and prefectures, more than 1,400 people in prefectures and counties, and more than 2,000 people in 2 miscellaneous positions, totaling more than 4,000 people. However, there is a shortage of officials in Jiangning, and there is a shortage of talents in the provinces, prefectures, departments, prefectures, and counties, and the ratio of the two is 80 to 1. At the time, people ridiculed that "there are more famous people crossing the river than crucian carp, and there are more officials like ants." 'Hey······"

Liu Mingchuan rolled up his sleeves to eat, and shouted loudly: "Yes, the people in the rivers and lakes say: ** more, there are more donkeys, and there are many alternate roads." ”

Everyone wants to laugh but dare not laugh, and many people know that they are also alternate officials. Like Li Hongzhang's staff and adjutant Goshha, they are all alternate civil officials and alternate military attaches of this nature, following a good master, and there is hope, there is always a chance to be released as an official. Alternate officials in the outside world did not have such good luck, and many alternate officials were hungry and cold, and died of cold.

Li Guolou held a wine glass and said with emotion: "Li Ciming, a famous man who once donated to Hubu Langzhong, wrote a couplet when he lived in Baoansi Street, Beijing, lamenting the slowness of filling the gaps, saying: Baoansi Street, a collection of 100,000 volumes; In addition to the household members, make up for a thousand years. Once, Tan Zongjun and I passed by Baoan Temple Street, and he also wrote a poem to fill the gap: 'The ministry has come to the division since the restoration of the dynasty, and it is too late to be short for ten years. 'It's not too late to fill the vacancy in ten years, and there are so many alternate officials in the Qing Dynasty. ”

Xu Zhan heard Li Guolou selling his knowledge, and he felt a sense of pity, and nodded: "Yes, I have personally experienced an interesting thing, which makes you happy." On New Year's Day of a certain year, the civil and military officials of Kaifeng Prefecture gathered in the Fu Office to celebrate the New Year, and the governor sought the right with couplets, saying: 'Kaifeng Mansion opens the seal and seals the auspiciousness. An alternate magistrate said: "The alternate county has no time to wait, and there is no time to fill the vacancy." This is the true portrayal of our Qing Dynasty alternate officials. ”

Liu Mingchuan heard Xu Chan and Li Guolou Wen Crepe singing and harmonizing, his eyes rolled, and he smiled and said, "I'm also here to join in the fun and tell an alternate official joke." In Hefei, Anhui Province, there is a donor to 2 miscellaneous alternate officers, who have not filled the vacancy for 17 years, and wander around the alleys in the dark light every day to relieve their worries and boredom. Over time, he met a widow in the alley of Black Goolong, and the two became husband and wife. The alternate laughed at himself, 'I've finally made up for it.' 'Hahahaha! ”

Liu Mingchuan laughed first while holding his stomach, and squinted at Li Guolou, which meant that Li Guolou made up for the widow's lack of husband.

Who didn't laugh at Li Guolou's marriage behind his back, everyone heard Liu Ming's voiceover, wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, his eyes were focused on Li Guolou's face, to see if he would be angry?

Li Guolou turned the wine bowl in his hand, and did not splash the wine on Liu Mingchuan's face, but said with a smile: "Liu Gong, you are wrong in your joke, the candidate for the 2nd miscellaneous post of the donor did not marry one widow, but married three widows, and some people in the audience even participated in the wedding." When the alternate marries three more widows, he invites you to drink the wine of joy, and you will also be happy and wash away your bad luck. ”

The next seat couldn't hold back, and they all laughed and lay down, and they couldn't even catch their breath. Li Hongzhang smiled angrily, covered his abdomen, pointed at Li Guolou, and wanted to have a serious expression, but he couldn't hold his face, and said with a smile: "Okay!" Li Guolou counts you as a kind, aren't you afraid that Yushi will impeach you? ”

Li Guolou's face was red, he lowered his head and didn't dare to say anything, how could he hide the old fox Li Hongzhang from his house. If you say too much, you will lose, and this time it is too big in front of everyone. The stinky private affairs at home were laughed at as tea and dinner, and he hurriedly picked up the wine bowl and drank a big sip of wine, which was regarded as nonsense after drinking, and laughed at it.

Liu Mingchuan saw Li Hongzhang's reproachful expression towards him, he comprehended, squeezed his eyes, picked up the big wine bowl, got up with a smile, approached Li Guolou's side, hooked Li Guolou's shoulder, and shouted loudly: "Li Guolou, it is appropriate for you to say, invite me to drink happy wine next year, help me wash away bad luck, and speak to be counted." While speaking, Liu Mingchuan toasted, still hooking Li Guolou, like a conjoined baby, so good.

Li Guolou didn't expect Liu Mingchuan to be so thick-skinned, and his ability to climb along the pole was no worse than him, and he would look for him to get close, and he almost lost his eyes. So many people looked at him, pretending to be crazy, raising the big bowl, curling up the big tongue, and muttering: "Well, it's easy to say, Liu Gong is comparable to King Yue." ”

Li Guolou and Liu Mingchuan touched bowls, pretending to be crazy and stupid. Neither of them lost in the scene, and the scenery showed the measurement of high-ranking officials and gentlemen.

Liu Mingchuan's red eyes emitted a fine light, and he dared to scold him for being a slut. Li Guolou, be careful of the dog's head! But······ In order to achieve fame and fortune in the future, he will temporarily live in harmony with Li Guolou and take a step back to broaden the sky.

At the end of the banquet, Li Guolou shook his body, returned to the bedroom, washed his face with cold water, and sobered his head. Others can sleep until dawn, and he still has an errand, looking at the article on the desk "Etiquette and Precautions for Western Missions in the Qing Dynasty to Go Abroad and Negotiate Abroad", it will be another sleepless night. Li Guolou condensed and lifted his breath, sitting in front of the desk, writing articles with a pen like a dragon.