Chapter 43: The White Beard of the King Under the Moon

"The new Ting Weizheng, Wang Biaozhi?" Liu Zhuang only felt that his throat was dry, so he hurriedly went to find water to drink, poured down the tea and thought that this thing was the thrifty fashion advocated by Director Wang, and he shivered down his back. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The subordinate continued to look at him sympathetically, "The official is a first-class crushing person, the person is Ting Weizheng, the sixth rank on the right, two grades higher than you." ”

Under Feng Ruoyu's gaze, Liu Zhuang stiffened his neck and said, "So what! The entire court captain is still overwhelmed by the assassination of the first emperor, and now he has to take care of my city patrol division? ”

Feng Ruoyu praised calmly in his voice, "Where is the responsibility of the adults, what about the Tingwei, it is not their turn to take care of this matter." ”

Occasionally, I have to listen to a compliment from my elders and subordinates, otherwise Liu Zhuang will feel very aggrieved, but after calming down, he is worried again, although Langya Wang's face is now not as good as Yu's, but just Wang Biao's father Wang Bin's Du Shangshu is enough to make people's heads big.

Zhidu is the household department of later generations, because of the tribute and tax rent, living within his means, this is Huang Cancan's money bag.

Liu Zhuang felt that he was going to be played to death by these children of the family, "How do I remember that this Lang Jun is not a good calligraphy and literature?" Why did you transfer to Tingwei? ”

"Isn't this a sentence from Lord Situ?" The subordinate sighed, "Don't think that the Yu clan is in power now, but the money and grain taxes of our Jin Dynasty are quietly in the hands of the Langya Wang clan." ”

Liu Zhuang was in a cold sweat, and asked this faceless subordinate with a little appreciation, "What's your name?" ”

"The little surname is Xiao Mingkai, and his cousin is Zhu Chang, the guard of Wuyi Lane, he grew up watching these Lang Jun, especially this Xie Sanlang, but he must not be offended, he has a great future!" Xiao Kai didn't care how ugly Feng Ruoyu's face was, and said in Liu Zhuang's ear, "The Xie family's San Lang is very good with the little lady of the Wang family, and San Lang is also very close to the Lang Evil King. ”

There is only one little lady in the Wang family, that is, Wang Xizhi, who has just obtained the third grade of the ink soul list, and now he is the genius of the ink path passed on by the entire Jiangzuo, and everyone who is a cultivator wants to get Wang Xizhi's "Huang Ting Jing", and if he can read Wang Xizhi's copy, he will help cultivate his mind and get closer to the way of heaven.

"It's very good, it's very dense." Liu Zhuang thought of the place where Xiao Langjun lived just now, so he couldn't wait to vacate his current room to him, and then looked at Feng Ruoyu and said, "Don't look at me like that, nephew, I knew that I wasn't so greedy, wouldn't it be good to take you to the countryside of Wu County to be a petty official, this Jingshi is three thousand zhang deep, and you and I are not enough to swallow a small fish and shrimp." ”

Feng Ruoyu opened his mouth, wanted to say something but swallowed it back, but there was still no wavering in his eyes, and finally he looked at the back of Liu Zhuang leaving, and said softly: "I don't believe it, these children of the family can really cover the sky with one hand and bend the law for bribes!" ”

Xie An and Huan Wen, who are now regarded by Feng Ruoyu as the sons and daughters of the people who oppress the people, are looking at the sky at the moment, their clothes are a little thin, and they are all sneezing, looking a little miserable.

"It's better to grow up, really be a domineering gentleman, anyway, my little white will get fatter and fatter the more he eats, and he will be fatter than me in a few years, this pull out and walk around, but I may not frighten many ordinary people."

Xie An saw Huan Wen's brows tightened, and couldn't help but tell him a joke.

"Come on, your Chow Chow looks like a little daughter-in-law, she is afraid of ducks when she sees them, and she is so frightened that she runs from the end of the alley when she hears the goose." Huan Wen snorted a few times and sighed.

"Let's talk about Guangling."

"There's nothing to say, it's just what you can think of, I became brothers with them, and in the end I want to arrest them, some people resist and want to kill me, I naturally kill them, between life and death, what is that little shallow friendship?" Huan Wen met Xie An's inquiring gaze, "What do you care about doing so much!" Brainstorming, I'll be fine, but I can't get out for a while, but when I come back and see you, Yuan Tan, these friends, my heart gradually becomes comfortable, after all, you are my real brothers and friends. ”

Xie listened quietly, Chong'er in his arms was already asleep, and there were a few stubborn cicadas chirping around.

The night was a bit long.

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Why the Wei and Jin dynasties are romantic, smooth water, singing and dancing in the wind, indulging in landscapes or splashing ink, talking about sleepy nights, drunk and dreaming of butterflies, all kinds of wild and absurd, all because life is short in troubled times, and the fairy road is more nostalgic than the earthly world.

Some people themselves are also a kind of amorous nature, such as the silver-haired young man in a light robe under the moonlit night like a jade statue standing in the dark, Xie An will think of Xie Shang, think of Wang Dao, and think of himself when he grows up.

Although the family has been criticized and made the common people gnash their teeth with hatred, the children of the family with family history, young court training, and worry-free food and clothing, their demeanor is the most colorful stroke of this era.

This is also what Xie Shang has always taught Xie An, no matter when, you must be neither humble nor arrogant, not arrogant, but you can't show weakness lightly, you should be modest and polite, but you can't be indecisive, you should have light on you, and you can't be covered by darkness.

When Wang Biaozhi was twenty years old, his temples began to be white, and he got the nickname "Wang Baishu".

The children of the Langya Wang family are the role models of the children of the current family, even if Wang Tian, who is disliked by Wang Dao, is also famous for his excellent chess game, and Wang Biaozhi has a righteous temperament, but always with a gentle smile, very close to him, because he is also a colleague of Modao, Wang Biaozhi has always looked at Xie An differently.

The cold of the early autumn night, like the skin touched by a woman's slender hand, cold but not repulsive, but with a little attachment, any night with the stars and the moon, with the poetry of the ages, if the young man under the moon is handsome and elegant, it is even more poetry into the painting.

Although Xie An felt that tonight was a little bad, such as that he was almost captured by Liu Sheng, such as Huan Wen having a hearty fight with someone with a bad gambling atmosphere, such as the fact that he couldn't see the enemy in the dark.

But when he sighed face-to-face with Huan Wen, Wang Biaozhi came.

Liu Zhuang sent the three Langjun respectfully to the outside of the house, since ancient times, both men and women are the first sight of appearance and temperament, although they cannot judge their talents by their appearance, but no matter what year and generation, where people look, beauty, should be all people can not refuse and yearn for.

Then there is the family lineage and talent.

So Liu Zhuang, like most ordinary people, is full of envy and a little jealousy, as well as secretly lamenting the injustice of God.

I have to say that even if Langya Wang's family sounds intimidating and annoying, the appearance of the silver-haired young man represents a symbol of power and talent, at the age of twenty-five, calligraphy talent, generosity and uprightness, like many scholars lack interest in promotion, at the age of twenty, black hair turned white beard has become a fashion in Beijing.

Wang Biao, who has never been interested in official power, became a court lieutenant overnight, and this transfer needs to go through the ministry, but the procedures are complicated, Liu Zhuang glanced at Xie An quietly, isn't his son Xie Yi the secretary of the ministry?

Liu Zhuang asked when he was transferred, and Wang Biaozhi smiled and said: "It happened suddenly, I just been transferred, and I had to work before I went to report, and I always felt a little uncomfortable." ”

Wang Biaozhi used to do things related to literature, and the officials of the court and the central government were idle and estranged, and now he came with a shelf, compared to the literature of the East China Sea Wang, who is in vain, this court lieutenant is really going to do things, even if the security in Beijing is good, it is inevitable that there will be some cases, and the world's criminal cases will be summarized in his hands, if there is no background of Langya Wang, ordinary people will have to stay up until at least thirty-five years old to take over this position.

"I don't know much about the criminal case, but I have a selfish heart tonight, it's not good if this matter gets big, this time it's a favor for Lord Liu to sell me Langya Wang." Wang Biaozhi dragged Xie An to him, his hand tightly grasped the young man's writing wrist, and increased his strength, as if he was punishing him.

Xie An already knew that Wang Biaozhi's transfer must have been done by Director Wang, otherwise how could there be a one-night transfer?

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ps: Probably Xie Shang is coming back, and suddenly he is carvin, and his heart is congested. Evening old time update.