Early the next morning, Zhong Shuo came.

But Xining didn't dare to ask people to call Miss Wang to come, but changed her clothes and went to the study in person.

Because Linyi County Confucian Huang Shank is also here!

As soon as Zhong Shuo went back to talk to his teacher, Huang Zhuo was moved when he heard it, and he came over to take a look the next day.

Although he is not a great Confucian, it is not easy to produce a Confucian scholar in such a small place. And to go and meet with dignity can be regarded as respecting cultural people.

Before Xining reached the study, she heard a cheer from the study: "Wonderful, wonderful!" ”

Seeing that the maid next to her was about to shout, she immediately made a stop action.

Standing on tiptoe, he quietly walked in.

Huang Shan looked to be in his fifties, with a gray beard and hair, not thin or fat. The body is straight, and you should usually practice martial arts, otherwise the waist board will not be so straight.

His eyes were bright, his fingers were twisting the beard on his chin, and he looked at a painting with a smile, as if his soul had merged into the landscape.

It was Zhong Shuo who spotted her first and turned to salute, but Xining immediately smiled and tapped her finger on her lips.

Zhong Shuo hesitated for a moment, but still spoke: "Meet the county lord." ”

When Huang Shanshan heard this, he also turned around and saluted. After all, he is the county lord and the master here, so he should salute when he comes: "I don't know that the county lord has arrived, please forgive the county lord for the rudeness." ”

Xining pursed her lips, not fun. He also raised his hands, shook it for a while, and made a gesture of invitation: "Mr. Huang doesn't have to be formal, Mr. Huang can come here, so that I can't ask for it here." ”

There should be politeness or there should be.

"Where, old decay is just a waste of fame, and the county lord can properly treasure so many calligraphy and paintings, and he is also an elegant person, far better than Huang." What Huang Shantou said was also nice but had no practical significance.

"Mr. Huang is too modest, the head of this county lives in the palace, and he has never asked about foreign affairs. Feng received this, and as soon as he arrived, he heard about Mr. Huang's name. Mr. Huang's fame, no one in Linyi County knows who doesn't know. Xining could only continue to say these frivolous words.

Zhong Shuoyou didn't listen to these words at all, and his eyes glanced at the painting that was put down next to him from the beginning.

Xining's gaze couldn't help but look at Zhong Shuo, and Huang Shan's gaze followed her gaze and coughed a little embarrassed.

Only then did Zhong Shuo come back to his senses, and his head turned back to his teacher and the county lord.

Huang Shan smiled bitterly and apologized: "My disciple, when you meet someone who is obsessed, your soul will be gone." If you are disrespectful, please forgive the county lord! ”

Xining smiled: "Where is it, the two gentlemen are looking at the painting here, but I came to bother, it should be me to make amends." Come on, go get some refreshments, put on the ice basin, and light incense. Three teas and six meals are indispensable, such as the two gentlemen want to stay overnight, ready to go to the room, and serve with candles. ”

"Yes!" Jing'er next to her responded.

Huang Shan's sudden solemn salute: "The county lord is so hospitable, he doesn't think we are bothered, how can Huang thank you." ”

"Mr. Huang is polite, if these calligraphy and paintings can be appreciated by Mr. Huang, they are worth the money. Feel free to do so, I'll go first. Xining will be so polite and polite, and she will be annoyed to death.

Hurry away, hide in the inner room, lie down and lean, listen to music and dance, eat and drink, what is not good.

This Huang Shant and Zhong Shuo are really polite, and they won't leave as soon as they stay. Don't go to the room, lie down and sleep when you're tired, and continue to watch when you wake up.

For this reason, Xining also sent someone to send paper and pencils, you must know that the paper of this era is so expensive, and the price of a foot of paper is no less than the price of a foot of linen. But in order to prove that the county lord also respects the literati, send!

The paper is almost ready, so I immediately make up for it. Ten taels of good white paper, one roll at a time, sent to the study, let them copy and copy. Thirty-nine

And Miss Wang, the half-old man who wanted to continue the string heard that he was going to withdraw from his family, and he was so angry that he brought someone to the door to make trouble. But he didn't make a marriage certificate, so he had to give up.

But Wang Xiaoniang returned the silver, and she was scolded so bloody, and she was slapped by Master Wang before, and she was so angry that she didn't sleep well for three days. If it weren't for the foundation, he would have fallen ill.

"What a dance!" Jing'er accompanied her to watch the newly choreographed song and dance.

Seeing the county lord looking at it with a smile, he should be in a good mood, so he asked softly: "County lord, those two Confucian scholars have been living for three days, and they are still letting them live?" ”

"Hmm~" Xining said very casually: "Send some wine over in the evening, it's good to drink and watch paintings and admire the moon." Go to Mr. Huang's house again, tell Mrs. Huang, ask her not to worry, and ask her for a few extra clothes. ”

Jing'er choked, if these two guys live in the county lord's mansion for a lifetime, does the county lord plan to raise them for a lifetime?

After a dance, the person in charge of singing and dancing stepped forward: "This is the dance before the new choreography is planned to be in the autumn competition, I would like to ask the county lord if he thinks it is feasible?" ”

"Did you jump before the race?" Hienin blinked.

"Exactly!"

Xining shook his head: "No! ”

The steward was stunned for a moment, and then bowed his head and saluted: "Please show the county lord." ”

Xining said honestly: "This dance is very good to dance here, even if you go to any high-ranking family in the capital to dance, it doesn't hurt." But jump before the race...... Do you know who it's for? ”

The dancers looked at each other, and one of them was bold and said, "The people of Limin, the peddlers and pawns." ”

"Yes!" Xining nodded: "Such an elegant dance, how will they feel after watching it?" ”

A few were silent, and the steward could only admit defeat: "The county lord is right, this dance may not be liked by the people." ”

Xining smiled: "It's okay to dance, but add some other dances, what mask dance, flower picking dance, rice planting dance or something, elegant and vulgar appreciation." ”

The steward immediately saluted: "Thank you for the prefectural bishop's teaching, let's go back and think about it." ”

"Well, go ahead!" Xining picked up the sour plum on the table, twisted one, and put it in her mouth.

Sour plum entrance, sweet and sour. She thought for a moment: "Let Miss Wang come over." ”

Jing'er was stunned again, she was still dancing just now, why was it on Miss Wang again?

The county lord really has a heart that can't be.

After answering, go out and find a way to inform the painting.

An hour later, Miss Wang came. The porter didn't explain, and led people in. As a result, when Huang Shanshan was also there, Miss Wang was surprised.

But he still bowed generously and said hello, and explained: "I don't know if Mr. Huang and Mr. Zhong are here, let's come back in the future." ”

Huang Shan looked at Miss Wang, and then turned his gaze to the calligraphy and painting: "Since you are here, let's look at it together." ”

"Yes!" Miss Wang looked like a junior, and walked over cautiously to appreciate the calligraphy and painting together.

The painting that accompanied him secretly slandered: I don't know anything, I just let you come when I know, otherwise how can I let Huang Shank see you!

Zhong Shuo's parents are deceased, and only Huang Shank can make decisions for him. You have to let Huang Shank look at it, Miss Wang...... Xining shook the fan and squinted her eyes to recuperate.