Once the song was over, everyone continued to immerse themselves in the beautiful music.

Yi Niang suddenly asked: "Can you play this piece well with just playing this song?" ”

"It's going to be difficult, but it's very skillful, and you can play it well."

"Can it be like Yaoqin?"

"It's better to use the piano to compare, such as Confucianism, no matter how you learn, you won't be as good as me, but in the study of music, I may not be as good as you."

"Slave that dare to be?"

Zheng Lang looked at Yi Niang, in terms of appearance, this woman is extremely gorgeous, her skin is like crisp snow, her eyes are bright and moving, and her figure is good, in addition to a pair of small waists, she is also rich breasts and fat buttocks, otherwise Cui Xian would not look down on her.

A white summer skirt looks even more graceful. Zheng Lang's eyes swept over, and he said lightly: "I have too many things to distract, I can't concentrate, once I can't concentrate, my skills will definitely fall, if I am proficient in research, piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, calligraphy, poetry, there will inevitably be many people who surpass me." ”

Some melancholy, in the past, it was said that the word was crazy, and it was also the fastest moment for the word to grow, at that time, the word was not fast, the painting was not fast, and the piano was not fast. Later, I learned that the preciousness of that time, and now the calligraphy and painting piano has not grown much, and even the hard carving skills have fallen. Unless plagiarism! Win people with new ideas.

continued: "Three hundred and sixty lines, as long as you don't steal or rob, all the lines are champions, and the musical instruments are also the same, why do the most suitable pieces for Yaoqin to play have to be played with Se? For example, if the song is ambushed on all sides, it is best to use the pipa, and it is also possible to use the zheng, but you must not use the qin, although the long instrument I hold is only the yaoqin. The sound of the piano is round, the music is melodious, each has its own beauty, as long as there is a heart, you can play a clean movement, why bother to drill the horns? ”

There is also a guzheng version of the three lanes of plum blossoms, which seems to sound good, and Zheng Lang can't remember the score. He also suspected, not to mention anything else, the guqin version of the plum blossom three lanes, after the first three heavy overtones popped out, immediately made people feel the charm of the bright moon rising in the east and quickly rising to the sky above the mountain stream.

This head is very important, you don't want to be like a mountain stream, replace it with a plum blossom, the wind is high, and the thin jacket is light and floats freely. Half a little shy to cover the green leaves, three points of dark joy reflecting the red robe. It is this overtone that plays an important role. Will the Guzheng version have this effect?

That's what the conversation between the two is, or isn't.

Wang Anshi looked at the confused Fu Bi, and thought in his heart, Fu Tong judged, the teacher is profound, do you understand?

In fact, Wang Anshi once had doubts about Zheng Lang's moderation, and it seems that it is not very difficult to dissect the truth, at least the somewhat esoteric moderation, Wang Anshi can understand. It's also nonsense, he is an important participant, and if he doesn't understand, won't Zheng Lang's moderation become a book from heaven?

But there is one incomprehension, who can do it?

Easier said than done, Zheng Lang's answer to this is how much ability to adjust how much moderation, such as himself, now in the middle of the book, don't talk about adjustment, speaking may not be listened to, and the qualifications are shallow! The emperor can only barely say that the emperor's so-called way of balance can only be said to be reluctant, and he cannot use the word regulation.

The strict heart of the emperor is also one of his moderations.

But in another ten years, his prestige and qualifications will be enough, and he will be able to adjust properly if he comes to serve as the prefect of Hangzhou without the current means.

It's not just about qualifications, it's also about learning.

Those who are officials must have qualifications and the talent of the officials, and the talents of the officials are learning.

Later generations will not evaluate Zhao Zhen at all, but will only be the emperor. In fact, since the appointment of Zhang Dexiang last year, Zhao Zhen's way of balance has gradually become perfect, and it is his benevolent heart and balance that have created a rare peaceful time in the Northern Song Dynasty.

Zoom in a little, businessmen should also have the golden mean, the thickness of the profit, no profit will not make money, and the profit will not be long-term, this is an adjustment. If a businessman wants to make money, he must pursue profits, but credit is equally important and must be regulated. Wait a minute.

In the middle, qualifications, wisdom, knowledge, personal relationships, background, and one's own strengths are all important factors that determine the size of the moderation that can be adjusted.

Or to put it another simple analogy, how much effort to carry as many burdens.

The mean, which I wrote, is to teach people the way to adjust and increase strength, but it does not mean that everyone can enter the phase after reading it.

The role is not only in regulation, but also in Confucianism.

How much can this Fubi's ability be adjusted?

When Wang Anshi was thinking about it, the porter came in and reported: "Ren and Lord Bo ask to see." ”

"Let him in."

Bringing Renhe's Cao Zhubo in, he glanced at the many women in the house, Zheng Lang understood, walked out, and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

"Something......

"What?"

"Xiao Langjun came to Xiangnong Fang today, saying that he wanted to see Qin Fengniang."

"Who is he?"

"He claimed to be the little Langjun of the Jiang Jun family, who was about to be appointed as the new transfer envoy, but it happened that Governor Zheng called Qin Feng's lady into the mansion, and the bustards had to let him wait."

"Well done." Zheng Lang said.

Among the many women, it may not be Qin Fengniang who is the most beautiful, anyway, in Zheng Lang's eyes, this group of leaders are all charming and charming, not much different, all of them can be similar to Jiang Xing'er, and even with his wife Cui Xian, not only looks, if you don't talk about morality, all of them are talented and artistic, such as Yi Niang, good-looking, some knowledge, Zhuangzi is like a stream, with this is not simple, not to mention her talent in music.

However, because of various opportunities, the fame is big and small, when the original rehearsal of the Legend of the White Snake, it was not arranged according to appearance, if it was arranged according to appearance, Su Yu, who played the White Snake, was more weak. According to what arrangement, it is according to fame. The most famous plays the leading role, and the smallest plays the show.

So Qin Fengniang played the White Snake, and this performance was even more famous.

Before many people come to Hangzhou, they will hear Qin Fengniang's name.

But she is a memory after all, not a movie star, and it will not be difficult to ask to see her as a big transfer envoy. It's a movie star, and this amount is enough.

Zheng Lang asked again: "So what happened?" ”

He waited for a while, and the old bustard waited carefully, but he came up with an evil fire, and was impatient, so he poured boiling tea on the face of the waiting little maid, and the little maid's face was blistered.

"How many rods have been hit?"

"Eighty rods."

"Why are you looking for me?"

"That, that......"

Zheng Lang didn't say a word, walked in, looked at the dozen pretty women, and said, "Little ladies, this official has been in Hangzhou for almost a year. But the official heard a strange statement, saying that the official never stayed in the Qinglou, and the only time he went to Yi Niang was to arrest Li Yongde. ”

"Yes," the jokers looked at Zheng Lang with resentment.

They also love to be pretty, Zheng Lang is not pretty, but he is young, talented and learned, and he is a big member, how many people in the world can be the prefect of a big mansion at his age? And the future is bright, bright and bright. If you don't love such a Langjun, who will you love?

Before the future, it was said that he was suave, so they waited for it together. But when they came, they were extremely disappointed, and even when they rehearsed in his house, they didn't see him say a few words to his people.

"It seems that the official is also guilty of public anger, and today the official is rarely free, so how about traveling with you and renting a painting boat to rehearse those two plays?"

"Yes," said again in unison.

Cui Xian scratched her sideburns and looked at her husband suspiciously.

Zheng Lang didn't care about her, didn't he want to accept Qin Fengniang and An Banniang as concubines, so he hugged the two Meiji and laughed.

Fu Bi stood behind in a daze, Zheng Lang turned his head to him and said, "Brother Fu, are you afraid of the lady in the family?" ”

"Zheng Zhifu ......"

"Come on, otherwise the people of Hangzhou will talk about the two of us and don't understand the customs."

Fu Bi had no choice but to catch up and asked in a low voice: "Governor Zheng, why is this so?" ”

"Aren't you going to watch a play, there will be a good show later."

"What play?"

"You'll know when you come."

Cao Zhubo followed behind and asked, "...... over there?" ”

"Over there, listen to what this Jiang Yanei has to say, and then report to me by the West Lake."

"Whoa."

Fu Bi said: "What's the matter? ”

Zheng Lang told what had happened, and Fu Bi smiled bitterly, this Jiang Yanei seems to be a second ancestor, a second ancestor who doesn't know the height of the sky.

The transfer envoy is the boss of the state government, who is responsible for calculating the wealth of the road, transporting money and valley, recommending talents and promoting ability, inspecting prison lawsuits, relieving prisoners, raising soldiers and arresting thieves, maintaining law and order, providing disaster relief and relief, and raising people for examinations, and almost covering all aspects of military and civilian financial punishment. But remember, he is an auxiliary right, such as wealth endowment and money valley, which is a measurement, not a direct scheduling, and a prison lawsuit is a spot check, not a direct review.

The real first-level local unit of the imperial court was the state government, which directly handled the military and political affairs of one state and one government, and only held the right to supervise as a transit envoy.

And in today's Hangzhou, there are many officials with strong backgrounds, transshipment envoys, what can they manage? Guan Zheng Lang, I'm afraid even Han Jiang may not be able to manage it!

It was about a good show, so they came to the West Lake together, and the people were surprised to see that the prefect actually carried so many beautiful memories to travel, and this line attracted many people to watch.

Zheng Lang asked Fu Bi: "Brother Fu, is this a normal person?" ”

Fu Bi pinched his nose and couldn't speak.

But Zheng Lang himself feels good, the two younger sisters let Cui Xian appreciate, that is, the big breasts and hips, the soft fragrance in the arms, the two soft breasts are separated by thin summer clothes, grinding on the two ribs, Zheng Lang couldn't help but shake his head: "The soul is conferred with it." ”

Qin Fengniang and An Banniang pursed their lips, thinking in their hearts, why have they never been close to us?

The reason is that they will never figure it out in their lives, and if they figure it out, they will have the cleanliness of Jiang Xing'er, and they don't have to think about it.

rented a painting boat, Zheng Lang said again: "Just now the official was in a hurry, I didn't think about it, once you are allowed to disperse, your respective buildings are scattered in various corners of the city, and it is inconvenient to gather, you can rehearse on this painting boat, take a look at the beautiful scenery of West Lake, and you will be in the mood to rehearse." ”

Then he stared at the causeway not far away.

There are many flowering trees, although there are few leaves, but some leaves are growing, and some flowers are blooming, bringing life to the causeway.

Sitting down, Zheng Lang said again: "Qin Fengniang, are you rehearsing, or do you want to sit in the arms of this official?" ”

How to choose?

The sentence of coercion also proves that he is very sober-minded, but the next sentence made Fu Bi laugh again, and said: "In this way, if any of you don't have a script, sit around the two sides of the official, and let the official approach Fang Yan one by one." ”

didn't take it seriously, Cao Zhubo came again.

Zheng Lang said: "Don't worry. ”

Cao Zhu Bo is not in a hurry, this transfer envoy is a great official in his eyes, before he arrives, his son is beaten by his boss in his own territory, Han Jiang may not be fine, but what should he do with these people?

Panting and said: "Jiang Yanei was not convinced, and scolded a few more words, so that Han Zhixian was beaten with another twenty canes." ”

"Well, let him escort people to me."

"Whoa." Master Cao went down in a panic.

Continue to rehearse on the painting boat.

After a while, a young man was helped in, Zheng Lang ignored him, and beckoned to Qin Fengniang, Qin Fengniang walked over, Zheng Lang naturally hugged Qin Fengniang, put his big hand on Qin Fengniang's chest, and then asked the young man: "Are you Jiang Yanei?" ”

"I am!" Jiang Yanei said angrily.

"Your father is Jiang Jun?"

"Exactly, the transfer envoy in charge of the two Zhejiang."

"What a big official, but has he handed over?"

"It's been three or four days."

"The official asked you if you had a handover!" Zheng Lang suddenly shouted.

"You ......"

"What are you? Even if it's handed over, you can do whatever it takes? ”

"I ......"

"Tell you, I am the prefect of Hangzhou, and you can be honest with me within the territory under my jurisdiction. Aren't you looking for Qin Fengniang? That's her. Zheng Lang didn't use his fingers, but pressed with his hands, and Qin Fengniang shyly got into his arms.

"You're doing it too." Jiang Yanei's eyes erupted with fire, and he said angrily.

Fu Bi shook his head, this second ancestor, there is no cure, Zheng Lang at this time is just a little younger, the others, that is worse? Hugh said that this newcomer Jiang Jun, Zhang Xia had the merit of controlling the water, and he had to give Zheng Lang five points of face.

"Whether the official is acting misbehaps, we will know in a few months," but Zheng Lang shouted again: "You think that the real official is you, a thing with no family education, you will behave misbehaps, your father is an official, but you are clothed, but you roar in front of the official, what crime should you be, come, drag him out, and punish him with a hundred rods." ”

It seemed that the officials of Renhe and the county were beaten lightly, so they shouted again: "Give me a heavy beating." ”

None of the two transfer envoys sent by the imperial court this time was a good thing.

But at present, there are many affairs in Hangzhou, and the ambush on all sides, the legend of the White Snake, has reached the critical time, and the ambush on all sides is waiting for the fleet to return from the Japanese slave country, and at this time, Zheng Lang is afraid that the two transshipment envoys will make peace. Even if he reconciles, there will be no time for him to reconcile slowly.

The surname Suo is the first to strike!

This happened exactly when this happened, kill the chickens first, then the monkeys!

Fu Bi didn't know what he was thinking, he frowned, but he had been with him for a long time, and he also knew that Zheng Lang was very calm, not a foolish person, and there must be a reason for him to do this, so he didn't stop it.

The two officials pounced on them like wolves, found a bamboo, and pressed Jiang Yanei to the ground and whipped it up.

Outside, Jiang Ya was howling wolf, but Zheng Lang sat in the painting boat and said to the women: "This official sings a song for you." ”

The scene is very strange, and you don't know how to answer.

Zheng Lang didn't touch the qin, he slapped his fingers on the table and sang: "Blue clouds, yellow flowers, and the west wind is tight." The northern geese fly south. Who is drunk with frost in Xiaolai? Always away from tears.

Hate to see each other late, resentment to return to illness. The willow silk is long and the jade is difficult to tie, and the sparse forest is hung by the slanting light. The horses went on a circuitous journey, and the car followed quickly, but they told the lovesickness to avoid it, and they parted early. Hearing the sound of the word, I let go of Jin Chuan; Looking at the ten-mile long pavilion from afar, I lost my jade muscles: who knows that this hatred is arranged with cars and horses, and I can't help but be boiled and tormented; What mood do you have flowers, squirts, dressed up delicately and charmingly; Prepare quilts and pillows, then sleep groggy; From now on, the shirts and sleeves will be made of heavy overlapping tears. Wu is not stuffy and kills, brother! Wu is not stuffy and kills, brother! After a long time, the book and the letter were sent to me in a sad and panicked manner. ”

It is from "The Legend of the West Chamber", the four major comedies and the four major tragedies of Yuan Opera, each with its own artistic achievements, but only in terms of literary attainments, none of them can compare with the West Chamber, such as the blue clouds in this paragraph, the yellow flower land, and the west wind tight sentence.

After only singing these three paragraphs, there are still taboos, after all, he is a minister, and some passages cannot come from his mouth.

"What is this talking about?" Qin Fengniang asked in his arms.

"What are you talking about? The two parted, but I hope that people will last a long time and be together for thousands of miles. can think of more people for a long time, sometimes it is not enough to rely on Huairou alone. Zheng Lang sighed. Soon, there will be murder again, and a lot of people will be killed...... A hundred canes are bamboo canes, but if they are drawn, Jiang Yanei will also be dying.

But this time Zheng Lang has always been abnormal, and after smoking, he still thinks that he is lying here hindering the rehearsal, and let the officials drag him far away.

Zheng Lang went back at this time.

This matter was not put on Zheng Lang's heart, but he looked at Cui Xian's face carefully.

"What do you see me doing?"

"yes, you can't see it, you have to smell it."

"The concubine is not what you think, otherwise I won't persuade you to take a concubine," but the next sentence revealed her little mentality, Zheng Lang didn't smell it, but she sniffed it, and said: "Vulgar fat powder, change clothes." ”

Jiang Xing'er and Huan'er both covered their mouths and secretly had fun.

…… Come on, come on.

On the third day, Jiang Jun and Zhang Congge arrived together.

But in Hangzhou, they were given a cold reception, and no one went to greet them.

Jiang Jun endured this anger, didn't he want to hand over? quickly handed over to Zhang Xia and came directly to the Hangzhou court with his entourage. But he didn't enter the door, and directly asked his entourage to report.

I am the transit envoy, and when I arrived at the door of your court, I saw that you would not come out to greet you.

Hearing the rebuke of the entourage, Zheng Lang put down the official document in his hand and said lightly: "Transit envoy, let him in." ”