On the morning of the 25th, Jia Qing was fully decorated and went to the official post house. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Yesterday, Sun looked down and his entourage finally arrived in Nanjing, and in the evening, he sent a person to inform him and tell him to meet at the post house early this morning.

In a high-class private room in the post house of the Nanjing government office, Jia Qing saw Sun looking down, and Zhang Ziwen was also there.

After Jia Qing saw the salute, Sun looked down and asked, "How early did you arrive?" ”

"It's been four or five days since the students arrived, did you arrive yesterday?"

Sun looked down and nodded, and said, "Well, I turned back to the old house in Suzhou, so I delayed for a while." ”

"Is the wine priest also from Suzhou?"

"Well, it's just that I have been an official outside for many years, and then I settled in the capital. Speaking of which, I haven't been back to Suzhou for many years, so I took the opportunity to go back and have a look.

Listening to your tone, is your ancestral home also Suzhou? ”

"That's not it, it's an uncle of the student, he is from Suzhou, and he is currently the salt manager of Yangzhou, and he happened to visit his old man a few days ago."

Daiyu is a native of Suzhou, and the opening story of the Red Chamber also takes place in Suzhou, which is a place with great historical charm, but unfortunately Jia Qing has not been there.

"Shiomasa? But the ex-convict Tanhualang, the Imperial Inspectorate, Lord Yu Shilin? ”

"It's my uncle!"

"I didn't expect Lord Lin to have such a relationship with your family! He was a well-known official of the imperial court, and since he took charge of the Lianghuai salt administration, the salt tax input of the imperial court has increased significantly.

Lord Lin was originally born in Kejia and won the Sacred Heart. At the court meeting at the end of last year, the household department made this matter clear to the saint, and the saint praised Lord Lin in court, which is really promising. ”

Is the future promising? Jia Qing knew that Lin Ruhai had not moved from the salt administration until he died!

Perhaps, this can be regarded as sitting in a high position!

"Now that you've met Lord Lin, you think you know that the imperial court and the Tartar clan have been at war, right?"

"Yes."

"What do you think about that?"

Jia Qing synthesized Lin Ruhai's attitude and the wind direction in Nanjing in the past few days, and said: "Don't worry! ”

Sun looked down and obviously thought the same way, he nodded and said, "Well, since this cultural meeting will be held as scheduled, you should be prepared!"

The three-day conference will begin in three days. There are three articles, even pairs and poems, and Ziwen They are going to end next year, so he will participate in the Jingyi competition on the morning of the 28th.

Well, after all, you're still young, so you don't need to participate in the Jingyi competition.

As for the last two, depending on your preference, you don't need to sign up, on the 28th and 29th, the Ministry of Rites will set up a venue in the South Prison, and you can participate freely!

It's just that don't be lazy, I want to see your name in the final list! ”

Sun looked down and knew that Jia Qing was quite talented in poetry, and they came so far to participate in the Jiangnan Literary Conference, if they didn't win a better ranking, then he wouldn't be very faceless? That's why he told him.

"The students will do their best."

"Okay, Ziwen participated in the Jiangnan Literary Conference once, if you still don't understand anything, just ask him."

Hearing this, Zhang Ziwen also stood up, and together with Jia Qing, he saluted Sun and said:

"The student quits."

"Disciple retires!"

Coming out of Sun Wangwang's room, and going to Zhang Ziwen's place to talk about some related matters about the Wenhui, Jia Qing said goodbye to Sun Wangwang again, and then returned to Ningguo Mansion.

In fact, all literary and poetry clubs, in addition to having the function of fame, the most important thing is to make friends!

Most of the people in Shilin don't usually have many opportunities to communicate, so many people don't know each other. But with the help of literary meetings, poetry meetings and other occasions, this obstacle can be eliminated to a great extent!

This is also the reason why various literary meetings and poetry meetings continued in the era of the heyday of literary style.

The Jiangnan Cultural Association is no exception. Except for the fact that almost every literary meeting is followed by a scientific examination, a more serious Jingyi level test is added, and the rest of the time is in a very free state.

The Wenhui said that it was three days, but in fact, it ended in two days, and the third day was the exchange time for all the top Wenhui ranks.

In view of this, there is no need to prepare anything. When the time comes, just take the invitation issued by the Nanjing Ministry of Rites and go in to play.

Returning to Ning Guofu, he slowly walked back to his courtyard alone.

The wind in mid-spring is not as biting as in early spring, nor is it as warm as in early spring. With its unique gentleness, it gently brushed Jia Qing's cheeks, like the palm of a first lover, making people can't help but open their hearts to it and welcome a beautiful realm together.

In the northwest corner of the courtyard, an adult plum tree is in full bloom, and the white tidbits occasionally fall slowly with the gentle spring breeze, gradually making the surrounding two-zhang square boundary become as white as snow.

Under the tree, a beautiful woman dressed in white stands quietly, as if she has become one with the white world.

"Fairy girl, what are you doing here?" Jia Qing walked over.

Wu Xian'er seemed to have seen Jia Qing earlier, and she didn't move when she heard the words, and only replied after a while: "This cherry plum is really good~"

"Isn't this just a plum tree? What's good, I just want to wait two months to eat sweet and sour plums. ”

Wu Xian'er's intoxicated mood disappeared in an instant, and she turned her head and glanced at Jia Qing angrily, and said, "I thought you were an elegant person, but I didn't expect to be able to say such a beautiful thing......

Jia Qing returned an indifferent gaze and walked forward, ready to reach out and fold a bunch.

Under the dissatisfied gaze of the beauty, Jia Qingwu found out a little helplessly: This tree has grown a little tall!

The beautiful woman in front of her obviously also discovered this, and her dissatisfied gaze slowly turned into wordless banter, causing Jia Qing to be "annoyed".

So he jumped up, grabbed one of the most beautiful bouquets, and broke it off at once.

"You?!"

Seeing that the beauty was really angry, Jia Qing didn't panic, just looked at her, and suddenly said in a deep voice: "Such a beautiful flower, only a beautiful woman like Miss can be worthy, I wonder if Xiaosheng is lucky enough to dedicate this flower to the most beautiful you in the world?" ”

"Poof!"

There was no emotion, no embrace.

Wu Xian'er looked at Jia Qing's expression and was a little puzzled at first, but after listening to Jia Qing's praise, she burst out laughing, and then laughed even more exaggeratedly.

Jia Qing was so angry that he "trembled" and said in disbelief: "You? You? How can you laugh in the face of such a sincere compliment from me? ”

"Hahahaha......"

"Hmph, don't forget it, I'll take it back to my maids, they will definitely not dislike me!"

As he spoke, he put away the bouquet in his hand and put it on his waist.

Wu Xian'er took a breath and said in a trembling voice: "I didn't find out before, you are still so funny, ouch, laugh at me, giggle......"

successfully made the beautiful woman laugh again, and Jia Qing was very satisfied. I believe that it won't be long before Wu Xian'er recovers from her injuries.

After laughing alone for a while, Wu Xian'er finally eased up, looking at Jia Qing looking at her with a smile on her face, and somehow, a trace of throbbing flashed inexplicably in her heart, dispelling her heartfelt smile.

"What about Xianluan and Peifeng?"

Seeing that Wu Xian'er finally stopped laughing, Jia Qing asked casually.

"They seem to be playing cards in the house."

"Then why don't you play with them?"

"I won't, and I don't have any money."

Wu Xian'er said, her tone was somewhat lonely.

Jia Qing said with a smile: "You won't be afraid of anything, won't you be able to learn?" And your dignified White Lotus Sect saintess, will you be stumped by a little gambling money? For the time being, if I don't lend you, don't worry, there won't be a high profit, at most five cents of interest......"

Wu Xian'er looked at Jia Qing speechlessly, five points? Loan sharks are generally only three points of interest!

But she really wants to talk to them and play with them. For so many days, except for a few words with Jia Qing, she basically cut off communication with the outside world, and her life was really boring.

"Then, then you can lend me a hundred taels of silver......"

"A hundred taels? You think it's a gamble...... Forget it, one hundred taels is one hundred taels, anyway, you are here, and I am not afraid that you will not be able to pay it back, at most let you be my maid to pay off the debt......"

"You can try!"

"Haha, it's funny, I can't afford to serve a maid like you! Let's go, play cards! ”

Jia Qing said and walked towards the main house first, Wu Xian'er behind him paused for a while, and then hung behind Jia Qing......