Everyone looked at it, but the person who spoke was a young scribe with a majestic and lofty beard, and the three long beards had a Confucian demeanor. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

This person's surname is Zhang, his name is Pu, the first word is dry, the latter word is Tianru, the number is Ximing, and he is a native of Taicang (now Jiangsu).

A few years ago, he formed a company with his fellow villagers and friends, and wanted to fight against the eunuch party with his own strength, and the people of the same society regarded themselves as the heirs of the Donglin Party, so they were inextricably linked with the Donglin people, especially after the Donglin Party people came back after the killing of Wei Zhongxian in the first year of Chongzhen, the relationship between the Ying Society and the Donglin Party was even closer.

If it weren't for this, Zhang Puduan, as the leader of Yingshe, would not have come to congratulate Qian Qianyi, the leader of Donglin.

"Who am I Dao, it turned out to be Brother Qiandu, bold, bold!"

Zhang Pu's name has long been famous in the literary world, and as soon as this remark came out, the literati who were dissatisfied with Qian Qianyi and Zhou Kui immediately said.

"Yes, yes, except for Brother Qiandu, there is no one else in today's literary world!"

A thousand waves were set off on the first floor, and Zhang Pu's words suddenly made the whole banquet talk.

At this moment, on the other hand, Qian Qianyi and Zhou Kui's faces are worse than the other, although they are gloomy as water, they have never exploded.

"Brother Zhang."

Seeing that the scene was a little embarrassing, one person pulled Zhang Pu's shirt and said softly.

This person's name is Yang Tingshu, and he is also one of the leaders of Yingshe, and Zhang Pu can be regarded as half a fellow countryman, but he is a native of Changzhou Mansion in Suzhou, Nanzhili.

"Brother Yang."

Zhang Pu never thought that he had just said so freely, but he had never caused such a big trouble, but he was a little embarrassed and shook his head towards Yang Tingshu and whispered.

Looking at Zhang Pu's appearance, Yang Tingshu sighed in his heart, but he was also a friend of Yingshe and a brother who came over together, but he didn't want Zhang Pu's future to be bad here.

After thinking for a while, Yang Tingshu whispered to Zhang Pu.

"Brother Zhang, this matter is not without the slightest chance of turning around, if Brother Zhang can trust Tingshu me, I am willing to give it a try."

"Then there is Brother Lao Yang."

When Zhang Pu heard this, he smiled helplessly, in his opinion, this matter is only a dead horse as a live horse doctor, but Yang Tingshu has an extraordinary family, Zhang Pu must be much better than himself to come forward, after all, the perpetrator of this matter is himself.

Seeing Zhang Pu's appearance like a frosted eggplant, Yang Tingshu secretly couldn't help laughing, but he knew that Zhang Pu was not a person who was afraid of things, and he didn't even dare to die in the face of eunuchs' aggressiveness, but today's things are different from the past, if not, he would not come forward to deal with Zhang Pu.

"Ahem, everyone, please listen to the next word."

As soon as Yang Tingshu said this, the banquet that was still lively just now suddenly became much quieter.

Yang Tingshu ran for the party member Zhou Shunchang back then, but he was famous among the party, so his appeal would sell his face to some people.

"Lord Qian, Zhou Guozhang, Lord Liu, Master Li, as well as all the adults and scholars here, Yang Tingshu is from Suzhou, and today I saw Brother Zhang Pu's words that caused everyone to talk about it, but I don't know if there is a sentence to say or not."

Seeing that everyone stopped, Yang Tingshu smiled, but he saluted Qian Qianyi and the others.

"Wei Dou is the first Confucian, and Wei Dou's first grandfather Jian Guogong is an important minister of the former dynasty, a model for us, if Wei Dou has any remarks but it doesn't matter, I want to come to the country and the adults will not have any opinions."

Qian Qianyi, who was a little gloomy just now, immediately had a spring breeze on his face at this moment, and said with a warm face.

"What Qian Gong said is extremely true, Zhou naturally will not have any opinions."

Out of nowhere, a trace of laughter came out, Zhou Kui smiled, but he couldn't help but curse in his heart.

"Old fox!"

Seeing the somewhat unnatural smiles of the two, especially Zhou Kui's distorted smile, Yang Tingshu didn't feel a little funny, but Qian Qianyi's warm face made him feel a little chilly.

But one thing is the same thing, and he knows that the most important thing now is to help Zhang Pu get through this hurdle.

"Ladies and gentlemen, you must have heard what Brother Zhang said just now, but I think that Brother Zhang's words are falsely praised."

After that, Yang Tingshu smiled and looked at the eight directions.

Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, everyone was obviously stunned, but after a while, their faces were completely different. Especially those literati who have always been at odds with Ying Society, they are waiting to see how Yang Tingshu ends.

"Brother Wang, what kind of drama do you say Yang Tingshu is singing, isn't this looking for death?"

"Hehe, that's them looking for death!"

At this time, Zhou Kui's face was becoming more and more embarrassed, but Qian Qianyi was still kind at the moment, as if it was none of his business, but no one knew what he was thinking.

At this moment, Zhang Pu on the side was a little nervous and pulled Yang Tingshu's shirt, he was also confused by Yang Tingshu, but after many years of classmates, he believed that Yang Tingshu would not pit him, so he didn't say more.

Yang Tingshu was a little amused when he saw Zhang Pu's desire to speak, but this time he didn't seem to be ready to say his thoughts in a hurry, but wanted Zhang Pu to have a long memory.

"Ladies and gentlemen, you may have some doubts when you think about it, but if you think about it, you must know that I am the founder of the Ming Dynasty and the sincerity of Uncle Liu Bowen Liu, according to legend, Liu Bowen is familiar with astronomy, geography, and gossip is superb, but I think that back then, Liu Bowen did not dare to claim that the magic machine was famous and shocked the imperial city, and I thought that what Brother Zhang Pu said about Zhou Guozhang's magic machine and the famous earthquake of the imperial city is afraid that it is a false praise."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was a little surprised.

On the other hand, Zhou Kui's complexion at this time gradually relaxed, he naturally knew who Liu Bowen was, and Yang Tingshu put him on a par with Liu Bowen, this artistic conception was obviously different.

"What Yang Gongzi has learned, Zhou admires!"

Zhou Kui bowed and said, he understood that Yang Tingshu's words not only solved his situation today, but he was afraid that it would be difficult for someone to ridicule him with his fortune-telling experience in the future.

At this time, Qian Qianyi also had a smile on his face, but his face was not shocked, as if he had expected it before.

"Yang Gong has a good grandson!"

"yes, yes!"

In the face of Yang Tingshu's witty and ingenious words, everyone couldn't help but praise, even the literati who were disgusted with the corresponding society before had to admire Yang Tingshu's courage and wit in dealing with this situation.

"Brother Yang, thank you."

Zhang Pu looked at Yang Tingshu beside him and seemed to be still silent in a dream, he didn't expect that the evil consequences caused by his momentary pleasure would be dissolved in this few words, and he was very grateful to melt into one sentence, although it was a simple two words, but it was enough for the two of them to be classmates for many years, and if there were more, it would be fake.

As the night deepened, the crowd of people who had seen the banquet had dispersed one after another.

"Brother Yang, if it weren't for your help in today's matter, I'm afraid it would be difficult to understand, but today I thought, hey-"

Zhang Pu smiled bitterly, but sighed heavily.

"Haha, Brother Zhang, let's not talk about this first, anyway, Brother Zhang returned home today, and my brother and sister are afraid that they won't have to cook for a few days."

Looking at Zhang Pu's bitter gourd face, Yang Tingshu couldn't help but quip.

"Oh, why?"

Faced with Yang Tingshu's inexplicable words, Zhang Pu was a little puzzled.

"Huh."

After that, Yang Tingshu pointed to Zhang Pu's face, and for a while, together with several members of the Ying Society, he couldn't get up from laughing together.

"Haha, you!"

When Zhang Pu understood, he laughed it off, the two were of the same age, and they had long been used to these jokes with each other over the years.

But after a while, everyone was serious, after all, they all knew what Zhang Pu said before.

"Brother Zhang, don't worry, there are always like-minded people like me in the world, so why worry about it."

Yang Tingshu said comfortingly.

"I hope so!"

With a long sigh, everyone disappeared into the night.

At this moment, in the Qian Mansion, although the guests have dispersed, the Qian Family's Inner Mansion is still brightly lit, and several middle-aged men dressed as servants look a little restless.

At this moment, Qian Qianyi walked in.

"Lord Qian!"

Seeing this, everyone stood up and said.

"What's the matter with your lords, let's talk about it!"

Qian Qianyi didn't do much politeness, but he said directly.

"The old man heard that Houjin sent troops straight to Beijing City, and today there was news in the capital, saying that the ministers were preparing to abandon the capital and return to the south, and the apportionment of the newly repaired Nanjing City should be counted on the head of the Jiangnan businessmen, and the old man wanted to know that this news is not reliable."

A middle-aged man was busy.

"Oh, this matter, it's nothing, let your master rest assured."

"In this way, the villain is relieved, and the lord also wants to ask the adult, the matter of Liaodong, I don't know the adult-"

Saying this, the man wanted to speak and stopped.

Hearing this, Qian Qianyi's face was also tight, and after looking around the doors and windows and seeing no one else, he pulled the man closer and underestimated him.

"Everything is under control, please tell your master, tell them to be restless, so that nothing can happen."

Speaking of this, Qian Qianyi's face became more and more gloomy.

Hearing what Qian Qianyi said, the middle-aged man didn't say much, but took out a close-fitting cloth bag from behind him and handed it to Qian Qianyi on the side: "This is the 10,000 taels of silver tickets prepared by the old man for Lord Qian's dots." ”

Seeing this, Qian Qianyi seemed to have been accustomed to it for a long time, and waved his hand to ask the housekeeper behind him to put away the cloth bag.

"Don't adults need to count?"

Seeing Qian Qianyi accept it so casually, the middle-aged man asked.

"I can still trust your master."

Hearing this, Qian Qianyi just smiled, but he said.

"By the way, how are the things prepared by your master?"

Suddenly, Qian Qianyi seemed to think of something, but said to the middle-aged man on the side.

"Oh, Lord Qian, my lord said that the annual tribute will be delivered on time every year in the future, and the lord has given up the largest courtyard in the capital, Yining Garden, to you as a place to teach."

"Oh, thanks."

Qian Qianyi waved his hand and said no more.

- "Old Wu, what do you think of Yang Tingshu today? ”

"Why does the master say this, but if you want the old slave, this person has some brains, and he is flesh and blood, and he is righteous enough."

"Well, yes, yes."

Qian Qianyi paced a few steps in the courtyard, but nodded, and then muttered.

"Available, this person seems—available."