Good opportunity indeed
"Master Meng, I think we have been given a counter-army by this Mo Jushi!"
Bai Didi stared intently at the flowery painting boat on the water, and there was an indescribable feeling of depression in his heart.
Just a moment ago, these people were thinking about how to drag things over and then find an opportunity to evaporate this stunned young man who came out of nowhere, and the next moment the fire burned on themselves, which was really unpredictable and unexpected!
"Hmph, if you let me know who's behind the trouble, see if I don't clean him up!"
Meng Yang slammed the teacup on the table, even the best Xiaolong Tuan didn't have the mind to taste tea, tonight was to see the excitement, but who knew that he had put himself in, Meng Yang's mood was naturally not much better.
But after a while, he had to recognize the current situation, and sighed lowly, "Who says it's not?" Now the initiative is all in the hands of the other party, and now we are slandered again......"
I thought it was all about slandering others, after all, I didn't think that I would have such a day, but now I have to use this word, which is really an indescribable awkwardness.
"I really can't explain anything, and I don't know what to do for a while!"
"It's true that we are in a very passive position, as if all this is a cleverly arranged trap that guides us step by step down, but this also shows a big problem, that is, what happened in the past two days is actually for a purpose, and the purpose is very clear, it is for us."
Bai Didi tried his best to keep his eyes round, which were not obvious.
"And now there is only one person who wants to block us the most......"
"Mo Qian?!" Meng Yang couldn't help but blurt out, obviously this person gave him a great sense of danger, so much so that the first thing he called out was his name.
"This may be a big deal, but we're passive now, if it's really him, what should we do?"
"The top priority is to first determine whether Mo Qian is making trouble behind his back, in this way, our soldiers are divided into two ways, and the lower officials will go to the government to see what Mo Qian is doing, my lord, you prepare the soldiers and horses, once you find any clues, even if you risk a big disapproval, you must take down these people on the ship!"
"Go now, go back!" Meng Yang groaned and agreed to Bai Di's suggestion.
Bai Zhidi came to Yangcheng Mansion, but found that the door of the Mansion was closed, and Bai Zhidi asked people to knock hard at the door and not half of them came to open the door.
Finally, just when he wanted to break in, a maid finally yawned and slowly opened the door.
As for asking where Mo Qian was, the other party said that he was sleeping and it was inconvenient to meet guests, and Bai Zhidi already knew it in his heart.
"Fuck off! Let Mo Qian come out to see me! Bai Tiandi burst into a shout and pushed the maid away, and he couldn't care about it at this time.
The maid took a few steps back and whispered tremblingly, "Your Excellency tells you not to disturb anyone. ”
"Hugh should ignore her, go in and search." With a wave of Bai Didi's hand, the officials behind him rushed in.
Pushing open Mo Qian's door, I saw the quilts stacked neatly on the bed, but there was no one, Bai Di didn't understand, "Mo Qian, Mo Qian!" The great opportunity is in front of you, but if you don't cherish it, you have to go to hell to be a ghost, and no one is to blame. Bai Zhenye breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, muttered to himself, and left in a hurry.
Bai Didi rushed out, but he didn't notice that on the eaves, there was a person who had been quietly looking at each other, his expression was calm, but his eyes were like predators watching his prey fall into a trap.
When Bai Didi returned to Yangcheng Wharf, he found that Meng Yang had already prepared his subordinate officials and was waiting for the next order.
"How's it going, have you found out anything?" Seeing that Bai Didi came back so soon, Meng Yang hurriedly stepped forward and asked.
"After checking, now the government is empty, that Mo Qian is quite cunning, before he acted, he drove out all the subordinates we had planted in the government office, and imprisoned them, so that we didn't get any news.
The Mo Jushi who is on the ship now, I think there is a chance that it is Mo Qian himself! ”
"I have already summoned three classes of officials just now, in this case, without further ado, we will immediately get on the boat and take down the man, first convict him of deliberately disturbing the salt market, and shut up the mouths of those nerds who only know poetry."
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At this time, the poetry club has gradually entered a good situation, after the chanting of the ladies, the local scholars also wrote poems to show the number of courtesies, and the ink monks on the painting boat are not stingy, and the good works are frequently produced, just like those who don't need money.
Whenever a poem by Mo Jushi came out, it would inevitably cause cheers from the surroundings. The people on the boat had a good time, and the people on the shore were not stupid, and early on, someone lit fireworks around the pier.
The hawkers who used to sell in the city have long since moved their stalls here, and the talented people from other regions have invited their friends to come overnight, and the people who have nothing to do at night are looking forward to it, which can be called a grand event.
For a moment, everyone was immersed in this joy. But there are always people who are not so happy, such as Wen Zhaoyun, Mo Qian, although he has never met, but judging from Nangong Qingxuan's attitude towards him, he has unconsciously regarded himself as his rival, so now the poetry club that Mo Qian has made up, the more lively it is, the more gloomy his mood will be.
"Wen Daxia, now that we have determined that this matter is undoubtedly instigated by Mo Qian behind the scenes, so how can we deal with him?"
Ding Lian asked, the poetry meeting is going very smoothly now, although he is not very able to appreciate those masterpieces.
But judging from the atmosphere of the scene, it is obvious who dares to spoil their interest, and it is estimated that these readers will be able to pick up the pen and fight with you.
For a while, Ding Lian's heart had no confidence, and he even regretted going through this troubled water.
However, Wen Zhaoyun didn't have these concerns, so he looked directly at the figure on the painting boat with his eyes.
"Now that we already know, naturally there is no need to beat around the bush, Mo Qian must be against the officials of Yangcheng to have this one, we only need to come forward to expose him, and when everyone knows his identity, there will naturally be Meng Yang and them to clean it up."
"Is that too reckless?"
Ding Lian had no bottom in his heart. "The merchant just has no backbone, if you're afraid, just leave."
Wen Zhaoyun glanced at Ding Lian with disdain, now that the other party is of little value, he naturally doesn't need to be as polite as before.
"Wen Daxia, you ......" Ding Lian was angry.
"Don't talk nonsense, just watch the show quietly." Wen Zhaoyun said coldly.
There were a lot of Yangcheng people gathered on the ship, and this poetry meeting was also a battlefield for them to compete in secret, and every word of the Mo Jushi was made, and soon someone sang it according to the song for everyone to enjoy.
At this point, it's up to you who can sing faster and who can sing better.
At this time, many of the Oiran had just finished chanting the words of the Mojushi, and were waiting for the next song to come out, and the people on the ship and on the dock involuntarily calmed down and stared quietly.
At this time, Wen Zhaoyun on the boat smiled confidently, "Good opportunity, now!" ”
Meng Yang, who had been paying attention to the situation on the dock, also frowned, and suddenly made up his mind: "Good opportunity, ready to do it." ”
And they didn't see it, in the bustling street market teahouse on the dock, a person watched their movements, and the corners of his mouth hooked, "Good opportunity, it's you who are waiting!" ”