"Annoying, no longer writing! Go out and breathe. ”

With a 'bang', Wang Zheng threw down the brush in his hand, put down a table of papers, and turned around and walked out of the study.

"Whew~"

Originally, Wang Zheng was not hot, and the weather in Jiaodong was very refreshing at the moment, but it was too difficult for him to write calligraphy, and the more he wrote, the more irritated he was, his heart was not quiet, and it was inevitable that he would sweat like rain.

Speaking of writing, Wang Zheng has been an inspector since he was a patrol, and after having this condition, he is writing every day.

After all, he was in the late Ming Dynasty, and he couldn't always let people do it for him because he couldn't write, and let those people know that it wasn't like laughing off his big teeth.

Really counted, Wang Zheng spent more time writing calligraphy than riding a horse, but he mastered the skills of horseback riding first.

But then again, the reason why Wang Zheng learned to ride a horse so quickly was because he was forced to go to the battlefield, and he couldn't write, but the horse must be able to ride, which was a life-threatening matter.

Now in the middle of March of the tenth year of Chongzhen, it was a few days after the defeat of the Central Plains official army.

Wang Zheng can already ride a horse freely, indulge in galloping, but the brush is still the same bear, crooked and twisted can't be taken out to meet people, and he is worried all day long.

As the only literati under his hands, Guan Qingtian was naturally brought back to Wendeng by Wang Zheng, and at first Wang Zheng deliberately handed over a bunch of trivial things to him to do, which was intended to test.

Most of these things are written and calculated, and Guan Qingtian also has a good attitude, and he took the order without saying a word, and since then, he has never been out of the house.

This is not all done just now, but it is also out to breathe, and I saw Wang Zheng who also came out to breathe.

Guan Qingtian smiled and arched his hand, and said:

"It's rare, how can an adult have elegance scattered in this countryside?"

"Oh, it's Mr. Guan, are the accounts all settled?"

"It's just done, I'm tired and tight, come out and breathe." Guan Qingtian didn't feel nervous, and said this sentence almost casually, as if he was chatting about family life.

Since he came to work under Wang Zheng, Guan Qingtian can be regarded as raising his eyebrows, and he no longer has the feeling of being under Baitiao's hands in the waves in the past.

After a long time, Guan Qingtian also found that the people under Wang Zheng, whether it was Huang Yang, Dong Youyin and other Wendeng generals, or Shao Yong and Xing Yidao, the captains of Yanding, did not have any quarrels on weekdays.

These people are all true temperament, love horns, and stubborn temper, but if they are really good to a person, they can melt your heart, and they are simple like old farmers who farm.

Every time I met, I greeted him like an old friend, which made Guan Qingtian very comfortable, and he naturally integrated quickly, and he especially cherished the current days.

So when Wang Zheng asked him about the accounts, Guan Qingtian also knew that Wang Zheng was joking, and he didn't have any nervousness.

The two of them chatted while walking, Wang Zheng seemed to ask about writing calligraphy intentionally or unintentionally, and the second monk Guan Qingtian was puzzled, so he could only answer truthfully.

In the end, I learned that Wang Zheng actually wanted him to teach him to write, and Guan Qingtian was a little puzzled at that time.

Now Wang Zheng's name in Dengzhou Mansion is already thunderous, everyone knows that Wang Zheng is rich and talented, and the power is also tightly held in the palm of his hand.

Doubts are doubts, since Wang Zheng wants to learn, Guan Qingtian is naturally duty-bound, and agreed without saying a word, and since then, every three days Wang Zheng has to spare an hour to practice writing calligraphy.

......

"Master Guan is here, come and eat together, you should really try the craftsmanship of Yu'er and Auntie, hey! Yoko, you leave me some! ”

About ten days later, Guan Qingtian came to Wang Zheng's private house to teach writing as usual, and as soon as he entered the door, he smelled a burst of heat, and the fragrance was also in his nose.

It turned out that Dong Youyin and Huang Yang were eating at Wang Zheng's side again, and Guan Qingtian didn't eat dinner, and when he heard Dong Youyin's words, he was moved.

Seeing that Yu'er, Wang Liu's and Huang's sister-in-law were also there, Guan Qingtian still held back and bowed his hand and said:

"In the lower tube Qingtian, I have seen...."

Before he finished speaking, Wang Zheng interrupted him, and while grabbing meat with chopsticks and Dong Youyin, he said as if he had not intended it:

"What are you doing standing stupidly, if you don't eat it, let the two of them snatch it up."

The polite words prepared by Guan Qingtian choked in his mouth at that time, and suddenly came back to his senses, he also smiled, raised his feet and walked into the room, found a seat around the table, rolled up his sleeves and started eating, and threw all the red tape out of the clouds.

While talking and talking, this topic is naturally Tiannan Haibei, and it didn't take long for it to float to the current situation, this topic is very sensitive, Guan Qingtian held the bowl, and hesitated.

However, Wang Zheng has always looked at him with a smile, and he didn't speak, a scholar like Guan Qingtian, what he wanted most was to come to a scolding Fang Xuan and pointing out the general trend of the country, and now Wang Zheng asked, if Guan Qingtian didn't say it, his heart would be very itchy.

After a while, Guan Qingtian refilled himself with a cup of tea, raised his head and drank it dry, as if he was brewing how to say it.

"Well, since the adults asked, Guan will make a fool of himself!"

Haha smiled, Wang Zheng was waiting for this sentence, and gestured with his eyes while speaking, Huang Yang naturally understood what Wang Zheng meant, and got up to refill a cup of tea for Guan Qingtian.

"In this Wendeng few places, there are my salt guards everywhere, if any rats dare to listen, my knives and guns are not long-sighted, and Mr. Guan's words today will never come out of a word."

"Although the world is big, it is also inseparable from the four characters of the southeast, the northwest, the north is cold, and there are Tartars raging, and the eight hundred miles of Qinchuan in the west have always been famous all over the world, but now the court and the Liukou come and go, and the people's livelihood is ruined, and it is already dilapidated, and it does not deserve to be prosperous."

These words were really shocking, Wang Zheng listened carefully, and nodded again and again, lest he miss a word, even Dong Youyin and Huang Yang were thinking about something thoughtfully.

Wang Zheng's appearance made Guan Qingtian secretly excited, and he talked about it, anyway, this realm was also held in Wang Zheng's hands, even if he said something rebellious, no Dongchang fan would hear it and take people.

"At present, the only places that are relatively stable are all over the south of the Yangtze River, and there are Yunnan, Guizhou, and Guangxi provinces with a difficult road, and Sichuan has a natural barrier."

Listening to Guan Qingtian say this, Wang Zheng suddenly thought of something, his brows tightened, and he interjected:

"In this way, if you want to get greater development now, there are only opportunities in Jiangnan and Huguang?"

Guan Qingtian smiled and nodded, he was not tired of talking to smart people, in fact, a literati like Guan Qingtian wanted to do what he wanted to do most in his heart.

But if today's words are said outside, once the ubiquitous Dongchang fans hear it, it will be a head.

Guan Qingtian was about to say something more, when there was a sudden beating of gongs and drums outside the house, and there were people setting off firecrackers and rumbling, I don't know what they were doing, it was very noisy anyway.

"Congratulations to Lord Wang Zhengwang for his ascension, the official document of the Ministry of War is about to arrive, and I invite Lord Wang to come out to greet you!"