Mr. Zhou said that he was looking at the volume, but in fact, he also had a bottom in his heart, after all, he was also responsible for a lot of heavy styles, and he guessed the cultural level of Qingyang County through the words with Wen County Order before. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

This kind of contempt is not for the Wen County Order, but for the overall cultural level of Qingyang County, but the face will not show it, casually pick up the front volume and look at it randomly, but I never thought that the more I looked, the more shocked I was, the more I looked at it, the more difficult it was to extricate myself, until finally I couldn't control it and patted the seat and stood up violently.

"Good! Good! Good! What a rolling Yangtze River east of the passing water, the waves sweep away the heroes, right or wrong turn your head empty! Okay, every word, every word! Great talent! Great talent! Mr. Zhou's mouth was trembling, he didn't expect that the scroll he took in his hand would let him see such a shocking poem, even if he had been lifted at this time, he had to say that this poem shocked the world!

Wen Xian Ling was almost startled, Mr. Zhou suddenly stood up and shouted, without a little defense, how could he not be scared, the corners of his mouth twitched a few times, until Mr. Zhou read out the poem He showed a sudden look, with a smug smile on his face, but he did not open his mouth to speak.

Fang Hua's poem about success and defeat was also empty, when he read it in person, he was also shocked, and he didn't take it to heart when he heard that Fang Hua's kid's poetry was good, but at that time, seeing this poem immediately made him believe that Fang Hua's kid's poem was really amazing, so when Mr. Zhou said today that he wanted to see the child's scroll, he intentionally or unintentionally arranged Fang Hua's scroll to be placed on the top, although Qingyang County Child's style does not set a case. But Fang Hua is the head of this year's childlike case in Wen County's heart.

Mr. Zhou next to him finally calmed down, and then took the scroll to Wen Xianling and asked excitedly: "This, this poem, is actually written by your childlike students?" ”

It's not that he doubts, it's really that he can't believe that he can make such a poem, and this person is not a juzi, not a showman, or a child, but a student who participated in the child's life, how can he not question it.

Wen County's face was displeased when he heard this, and he said in a deep voice: "Could it be that Mr. Zhou thinks that this official is deceiving you?" ”

"No, no, no, the old man didn't mean that, the county lord misunderstood." Mr. Zhou hurriedly shook his head, he didn't dare to anger the Wen County Order, after all, the Wen County Order was an official, and he was nothing, but this poem really attracted him, and he had to ask: "The old man is just too hard to believe, the person who can make this poem is just a student, it's really shocking, but I want to be able to make this poem, now it should be a child, if your county sets up the head, this person should be able to get the head." ”

Wen Xianling's face eased a little, but he was slightly proud in his heart, seeing that Mr. Zhou asked again, he just pretended to be relaxed and said: "Mr. Zhou, you are too small, it's just an ordinary poem, why is it so fussy, this person's poetry level is really good, but it is too far to win the head of the county, and the official let this volume pass is nothing more than to see that there is one of the twenty places left, otherwise at this level, it is just two words." ”

Wen Xian Ling shook his head, with a sigh on his face, as if he really just happened to be just short of a place when he let this volume pass, with a relaxed face, as if this poem had seen too much for him, and it was not worth mentioning at all.

There is no doubt that Wen Xian Ling is pretending to be forced at the moment, pretending to be so natural, so domineering, pretending to be a good hand, Mr. Zhou doesn't know how many times the corners of his mouth twitched when he heard the words next to him, such poems are difficult to see even in their own hometown Anqing County, but in this small Qingyang County, it is actually just an ordinary poem, his face is flushed, he feels that he is despised, he feels that such a good poem is so worthless in Wen Xianling's mouth, how can he stand it.

His face immediately collapsed a little, put down his volume, put his own shelf, and said angrily: "The county lord is too much, the old man has been studying poetry books all his life, and his vision is like a torch, but at least he can tell the good from the bad, if such poems can't take the head of your county, is the county lord playing tricks on the old man?!" ”

Wen Xian Ling's heart was actually already triumphant, Mr. Zhou was from Anqing County, and he was a well-known figure, he could pretend to be forced in front of him, cough cough, there were not many opportunities to show off, and he hadn't pretended enough, so he deliberately put on an angry posture, snorted, and said, "Hmph!" Is it necessary for this official to deceive you, this poem is just an ordinary poem in this county, if you don't believe it, and listen to this official chant a few more poems for you! ”

As soon as the words fell, Wen Xian Ling immediately stood up, a solemn look appeared on his face, and he opened his mouth to write a poem without saying a word:

"The mountains and rivers are full of doubts, and the willows and flowers are bright and another village. Mr. Zhou, what do you think of this poem?

The crowd looked for him thousands of times, and looked back, but the man was in the dim light. Mr. Zhou, what are you looking at this word?

Looking for and seeking, cold and lonely, miserable and miserable, how can this be the first, a sad word? ! Mr. Zhou, what are you looking at this word?! ”

Wen Xian Ling is a person in the officialdom after all, but he didn't blush at all when he took out the poems that Fang Hua once chanted, picked out the poems he thought were the best and read them and asked Mr. Zhou rhetorically, his face seemed to be questioning, but in fact, he was showing off in his heart, as if to say: This kind of poetry is really just the most ordinary ordinary poem in my Qingyang County, it is too ordinary, I chanted a few poems at will, and I didn't bother to read the other better ones.

Mr. Zhou was shocked again at the moment, and he also believed the words of Wen County's order, he picked up the scroll suspiciously and looked at the poems on it, and thought about the few poems that Wen County's order had just read, and he found that they were all masterpieces, and he could hardly make them himself, and in an instant, he felt shocked.

straightened up, bowed to the Wenxian order, and said respectfully: "The old man never thought that your county would be so prosperous in literature, a few poems are just ordinary works for the county order, but for the old man it is the capital is a masterpiece, the old man is ashamed, although he is a famous person in Anqing County, but he can't visit your county early, it's the old man's fault." ”

Wen Xian Ling coughed twice, and seemed to feel that he had been a little too showy, so he didn't continue, but helped Mr. Zhou up and said politely: "Why did Mr. Zhou say this, although the style of writing in this county is good, but it is not worthy of Mr. Zhou to be like this, as everyone knows, before the official came to this place, the county is not what it is now, the official has been busy for more than ten years, and there is no day off, so it is enough to take care of the county into what it is now." ”

The implication is that this county is now prosperous in literature, and his credit is not small, Mr. Zhou immediately showed a look of worship at one point, and he saluted respectfully, and kept chanting in his mouth: "Great goodness, great goodness, Wenxian respects great goodness." ”

Wen Xian Ling finally stopped putting on a score, grinned, and was just about to continue to say something, but when he saw someone coming in a hurry, he ran to Wen Xian Ling's ear and muttered a few words, Wen County Ling's smiling face suddenly converged, and he didn't even have time to say hello to Mr. Zhou, so he went in a hurry, leaving Mr. Zhou alone in the wind.

At this time, Wen Xian Ling was in his study, and he was the only one in the whole room, a window in the study was still opened, and there were some footprints on it, obviously someone had just left from the window, Wen County Ling was obviously in the know, he was just a little puzzled on his face, and he was dazed, he was holding a note in his palm, with only a short line of words on it:

Dealing with Zhang Zhengxue.

Zhang Zhengxue, it is Zhang Xiucai in Qingyang County, it can be said that everyone knows it in Qingyang County, but out of Qingyang County, Zhang Xiucai is not Mao, but now he Wen County Order received a secret paper from above, asking him to deal with Zhang Xiucai, Wen County Order is a little incomprehensible, how Zhang Xiucai offended the superiors, and this word is handled, how to deal with it is not clear, obviously, this is all something that let him Wen County Order ponder alone.

Jun Ge -

Leaving Qingyang County is about to begin, and the real journey of the Great Song Dynasty will begin to slowly unfold......

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