Nangong Qingxuan's expression was flat, "Okay, if there's nothing to do, I'm going to sleep, senior brother, please." ”

"Well, okay, then junior sister, you can rest in peace." Wen Zhaoyun was a little embarrassed, he didn't expect the eviction order to be so abrupt, so he had to walk out.

Wen Zhaoyun went down to the first floor, but there was a person sitting on a chair looking left and right, the tea in the cup was already cold, it seemed that he had been waiting for a long time, and when he looked closely, the appearance of the roe head rat was actually Ding Lian that Mo Qian met on the boat.

Seeing Wen Zhaoyun coming down from upstairs, Ding Lian's eyes couldn't help but light up, and he hurriedly stood up, but saw that the other party's face didn't seem to be very good, so he asked tentatively, "Wen Shaoxia, what's wrong?" Don't seem to be in a good mood? ”

"Humph! Isn't it because of that Yangcheng prefect Mo Qian? ”

Most of the martial artists who walk in the rivers and lakes are relatively straightforward, Wen Zhaoyun happens to be one of them, and when he is uncomfortable in his heart, when he sees someone asking him, he tells them all in one go.

"Deceived my junior sister and didn't understand the world, she dared to deceive her with clever words, and she was fascinated, and now she knows all day long to run to the government, we are people in the rivers and lakes, and we are natural opponents with the court, now like this, what is the matter?"

Wen Zhaoyun didn't see it, Ding Lian's eyes rolled twice after hearing the name Mo Qian, and the corners of his mouth showed a slightly happy expression, and he thought for a while before saying.

"I see that Miss Nangong is quite decisive and clever, she doesn't seem to be a person who is easy to deceive, is the young man too worried?"

"What's the concern? Although my junior sister is nicknamed 'Nangong Witch', this just means that she is ruthless, but my junior sister is still inexperienced in the rivers and lakes, and her temperament is eccentric, and I don't know what kind of conspiracy and tricks Mo Qian has made, and now she has a good impression of her junior sister. ”

Speaking of which, where would Ding Lian not understand? It's nothing more than this Wen Zhaoyun likes his own junior sister, and has practiced hard for many years, but now the other party is empathetic...... I don't even know if I've had a relationship.

But he won't say these words, because Wen Zhaoyun's attitude is now in his arms.

"Well, I know this Mo Qian, relying on his flamboyant tongue and slapping his beard to get the favor of the current emperor, so he has the official position of the prefect of Yangzhou, and he is the most despicable and cunning.

According to what Shaoxia said, I really feel this way, it may be that Mo Qian deceived the Nangong girl, Wen Shaoxia, now only you can persuade you to wake up. ”

"Alas, you are a person who understands, but why doesn't my sister understand? Obviously, there is a good match in front of ......" Wen Zhaoyun suddenly had a feeling of meeting a confidant.

"It's not a secret, I came to Yunlou so late because I got important information to report to your faction, and this information happens to be related to Mo Qian, I don't know if Wen Shaoxia is interested?"

"Oh?" Wen Zhaoyun suddenly became interested, it seems that this Ding Lian is not only his confidant, but also a timely rain! Wen Zhaoyun grabbed Ding Lian's arm.

"Come, sit down first." As he spoke, he pressed Ding Lian to sit on the chair, "Do you want to drink some tea?" I've got a good little dragon group here. ”

"No, no......" Ding Lian had a bitter face, he had been waiting here for most of the day just now, except for the porter who brought him in, no one greeted him, and he drank several teapots just for tea.

Every time the maid came up, she asked herself, do you want to add some tea? But now after deliberately currying favor with Wen Zhaoyun, the other party is so attentive, it really has to make people sigh at the change in the situation.

"Then you can tell me more about it."

"Well, I don't know if Childe has heard of Mo Jushi?" Ding Lian asked.

Wen Zhaoyun nodded, "I heard about it when I was in the Whispering Building tonight, and I suddenly became famous tonight, and I haven't heard of it before, but I don't know much, it is said that there are not many poems, and I sent a few of them, and those young ladies liked it very much, but they put aside our real gold and silver benefactors, and I don't know what to think."

This kind of sour feeling Ding Lian can understand, because he has also encountered such a thing, obviously he sent a lot of silver tickets over, thinking of making the beauty smile, but the other party took the silver ticket while mocking himself with the smell of copper, and those talented people made them smile with a poem that they didn't understand, which was really annoying.

"Besides, my junior sister went to Yangcheng's mansion again tonight, how can I bother to pay attention to these things?!" Wen Zhaoyun's tone felt like he had been cuckolded.

"That's right." Ding Lian couldn't help nodding, but suddenly reacted: "Childe, this matter has a lot to do with you!" ”

"How?" "To tell you the truth, I also had a holiday with Mo Qian on the boat that came to Yangcheng, and I fell for his conspiracy and wanted to ask Cai Bantou of Yangcheng to support justice, but I didn't expect Mo Qian to bully others.

Not only did I take down Cai Bantou, but even I was able to get out of it after grinding several layers of skin. ”

Ding Lian said sadly, it was a pain that he would never forget in his life.

Wen Zhaoyun snorted secretly, I'm afraid you didn't do anything good, right? But he didn't say these words, after all, the enemy of the enemy is his friend, since everyone now has the same hatred for the enemy, why bother to push this ally out of you?

So Wen Zhaoyun just sighed with Ding Lian.

"Later, you continue." "Later, I kept sending people to keep an eye on Mo Qian, and found that he actually didn't have a good relationship with Meng Yang and these people.

And because Pang Qi was involved in a life lawsuit, Mo Qian wanted to block the dock and investigate it thoroughly, as if there was something important involved.

People on both sides attach importance to the wharf, and now that the salt merchants are on strike, Mo Qian is using his official position to prevent the wharf from reopening, and now seeing that he is about to be unable to hold on, he can only find other ways to block the opening of the wharf.

And the people I sent out followed Gao Lin, and found that his people went to almost every Qinglou in Yangcheng, and then that Qinglou immediately spread the reputation of Mo Jushi, I think this matter, ninety percent is behind Mo Qian's trouble. ”

"You mean, what amazing and brilliant Mo Jushi, as well as the upcoming poetry meeting, are actually all farces directed and acted by Mo Qian?" Wen Zhaoyun said in surprise.

I saw Ding Lian nodding solemnly, "It's ten out of ten that I can't get out of it, it's just that Mo Qian sealed the dock in order to investigate the case, I can understand it, just take it as asking for the people's lives, but why are those people so impulsive?"

The general delivery time of this dock will be affected by the sea water and wind direction, a few more days and a few days less, why is it as if the two sides are about to eat each other now......"

"I know this......" Wen Zhaoyun's eyes drooped slightly, and the officials of Yangcheng transported the private salt to the people in the south, and these news were provided by Yunzhonglou to Mo Qian.

"Okay, let's get to the point, what should we do?" Wen Zhaoyun likes to go straight, he was angry with his junior sister just now, and he was thinking about how to clean up Mo Qian, but it was really not good to beat him down by himself.

Now that he has met Ding Lian, he is naturally eager to create some trouble for Mo Qian, and it is best to be able to bring him down in one fell swoop.

"It's very simple, we just need to expose his true face on his poetry meeting, and then there will naturally be officials from Yangcheng to clean him up, and then everyone knows that the prefect of Yangcheng will not let Shangchuan go out, after a strike by salt merchants, the people have no salt to eat, and immediately turn the arrow to Mo Qian, not worrying that he will not die."

"Good plan, just do what you say, hurry back and prepare!"

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The next day, when the hundred officials of Yangcheng woke up with a sweet dream, they went to the yamen to take a look, only to find that a group of salt merchants were blocked in the government office.

What the? Could it be that Mo Qian did not open the dock as agreed? Or did he open it up and seal it back? Or is it...... Something else?

Why is the salt merchant making trouble again? The officials hurried up and asked, "What the hell is going on?" Could it be that Lord Mo hasn't opened the dock yet? I'm going to tell him to go, it's unreasonable! ”

But this time, the salt merchants were not as arrogant as last time, but a little but chattering, "My lord, when I see the prefect, I must talk to him, beg him, you must save us!" ”

"How can this be reasonable, if you don't keep the agreement after receiving the money, how can you let him act arbitrarily, don't stop me, I'll fight with him!"

The official rolled up his sleeves and wanted to rush inside, but was quickly stopped by the salt merchant outside, "Don't be impulsive, this time it's not about the prefect, today the government has lifted the ban on the wharf, but our salt ship still can't get out, this time, we can only come to ask the prefect for help!" ”

As soon as those officials learned about it, it turned out that so many things had happened when they were dreaming about themselves last night, and all of these things were caused by a person named Mo Jushi.

When these salt merchants got the news that the dock was going to be unsealed, they went overnight to pack up the smuggled salt and prepare to leave early the next morning.

But when they were all ready, they found that the place where they went to sea was sealed again, this time it was the Oiran of Yangcheng, several Oiran of Yangcheng, plus thousands of large and small painting boats, just blocking the way of the merchant ships horizontally.

If it's just these oirans, then it's easy to solve, for them, no matter how high they are, they're just a bitch after all, and compared with us businessmen, no one can say who is noble.

But the battle is not only these Oiran, there are countless talented people, and what is even more shocking is that there are some elderly Confucians, who are also rowing a small boat to occupy a place, God knows how these Confucians, who were rock-solid in the past, could appear here at the same time as the Oiran?

Even if you are not old-hearted, write poems well, and become the guest of the Oiran scene, what can you do, do you have a rut?

What's more, these people with great prestige in the local area came here, and successively drove the local people to rent boats, hoping to get closer to Wenquxing.

In the end, in order to protect the safety of those Confucians, the people of the River Yamen expelled some boats with no identity background, but they did not dare to expel these Confucians, and the other party only had to say hello to their jobs.

But those who were expelled did not just leave, but went to the shore, and you can drive away just a few people, but if it is a group of people, the unprovoked expulsion can only cause public anger, and the final result is that the shore is overcrowded, and the water is really impassable.

These salt merchants really want to cry without tears, all of them are characters they can't afford to provoke, and they can show the face of the prefect of Yangcheng when they join forces, but where do they dare to give the face of these readers who control the right to speak?

So I could only turn to the government for help. The last time the prefect was besieged was a few days ago, but now he is asking for his help, but the world is really unpredictable!

However, the other party reversed, but the situation did not change at all, the prefect's yamen was still closed, no one could enter, and those salt merchants finally had to leave the scene in frustration.

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In a blink of an eye, it was evening, and after the publicity of those poems, coupled with the momentum of Mo Qian's special dispatch, the dock that night could be described as very lively. Not only the scholars and Oiran of Yangcheng, but also those from other places also rushed over, which can be said to have created an unprecedented grand occasion in Yangcheng.

Under the bright moonlight, a painting boat larger than the surrounding circle sailed over, and I saw a woman dancing in the moonlight, while chanting, "When is the bright moon, ask the sky for wine......

Although they have heard of this "Water Tune Song Head" before, it is still intoxicating to accompany the song that is different from this era, tactfully and movingly responding to the moonlight.

The so-called words and tunes, in fact, have a fixed melody, generally the words made in this era, used to sing, is to be composed according to the stereotyped tunes, although Mo Qian's previous life of the creation method is also to have a tune before filling in the lyrics, but the tune rhythm is not strict, and there is still a fundamental difference with this era.

Such a subversive and fresh chant instantly attracted everyone's attention to the large painting boat. "I hope that people will last a long time, and they will be together for thousands of miles......"

At the end of the song, everyone couldn't react, and they were still intoxicated by the melodious singing and the bright moonlight.

"Mo Jushi, he is really talented, he can write such a new song for Lord Mo's "Water Tune Song Head", just by virtue of this, he should also leave a mark in history." Yang Cheng thought that the old Confucian sighed.

"Hehe, don't forget, Mo Jushi's masterpieces are not only these, he has also written a lot of masterpieces, each of which can be called a masterpiece, especially his poem "Spring River Flower Moonlight Night", which is a poem within a poem, the peak of the peak."

"yes, I remember this poem very clearly!" Who first saw the moon on the riverside, and when did the river moon shine at the beginning of the year? I was far from it, so as soon as I heard that Mo Jushi was going to hold a poetry meeting, I was the first to rush back from other places. ”