Chapter XVII: Supervision of the Ink Pavilion
Outside the pavilion, all the students worked hard to write, and inside the pavilion, all the bigwigs talked and laughed freely. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
"Patriarch Song, this meeting, your mansion is very carefully arranged, yes, I heard that your son also participated in this meeting, it seems that the Song family is going to make a splash at the meeting this time. ā
The person who spoke sat on the upper seat, his face was dark, his breath was majestic, he was dressed in a black brocade robe, which could not hide his sturdy body, and between the words, there was a lofty bearing.
Song Yingge's face was full of smiles, and there was a smug look in his eyes that couldn't be concealed, "The city lord praised it falsely, the Kaifeng Cultural Conference has always been a major event in the town, and it is the responsibility of the Song family to hold this cultural meeting well." The dog is still young, and this meeting is just to let him see it, and he has no spare eyes in the province, and he is proud and arrogant, so he deserves such praise from the city lord. ā
The other patriarchs secretly hated each other when they heard this, "If it weren't for Song Yingge, as the deputy steward of the Mo Pavilion, it would probably turn positive after the opening ceremony, and it would not be easy to offend, otherwise this kind of good thing of gaining prestige would still be his turn? ā
The city lord naturally didn't ignore the other family bosses, but he turned his gaze slightly and looked not far to the left, where there was another big clan in the city, the patriarch of the Shen clan.
"Brother Wuwu, I heard that Ling Lang once studied under Master Jia, I don't know if it's true or not?"
Since the Shen family patriarch Shen Wuwu sat down in the pavilion, his round face has maintained a simple smile, and when he heard the city lord's inquiry, he first got up with difficulty, bowed his hand, and then replied: "Thanks to Master Jia, when the dog was eight years old, he stayed in the house for a month to teach the dog the way of writing. ā
"When Master Jia left, he once said that as long as the dog can succeed in the front, he can enter the Jia family and become a registered disciple of Master Jia. ā
"But how difficult is it to succeed?"
In the end, Shen Wuwu sighed again and again, as if he had no confidence in his son's ability to start a sharp stroke.
The city lord is not an ignorant person, and said with a smile: "Since Master Jia is willing to spend a month to teach Ling Lang, I think he is optimistic about Ling Lang's potential, with Master Jia's vision, he will naturally not be mistaken, but I want to congratulate your mansion, there will be a real student soon." ā
Shen Wuwu waved his hand again and again, "The city lord praises falsely, falsely praised, the dog's knowledge is not true, and it still needs to be honed, where can he be worthy of such praise from the city lord, but Yanyu's child, who is naturally intelligent, willing to endure hardships, and taught by a famous teacher, is actually the junior who is most likely to succeed in this opening ceremony." ā
"Oh?" the city lord was surprised, "Brother Donglai, I have heard that Yanfu is a family of scholars, and since I think that Yanyu is surnamed Yan, he must be a disciple of Yanfu." It seems that this cultural meeting is really not wrong, it is worth looking forward to, it is worth looking forward to. ā
While a few people were talking and laughing, Song Yingge glanced at Zhang Qingcheng, the patriarch of the Zhang family, and then said: "City Lord, my lords, in fact, there is another person in this literary meeting, who was personally recommended by Gu Lianying's steward. ā
The city lord looked at Gu Lianying, who was sitting on the side and laughing silently, with a surprised expression. Even he, when he first saw Gu Lianying, he was shocked by his charming and seductive figure, and he had the idea of wanting to be included in the room.
It's a pity that Gu Lianying, as the local Mo Pavilion steward, has his own Mo Pavilion support, how dare he offend the lord of a town?
In the end, I had to give up, and it was a bit of a taste to chat with him in my spare time.
At this time, when I heard that she personally recommended a student to participate in the Kaifeng Literary Conference, I was curious, and my heart couldn't help but feel a little complicated.
Zhang Qingcheng interrupted Song Yingge's words at this time and said, "Brother Song, why is there such a big difference between what you heard in the next call and what Brother Song said?"
Song Yingge seemed surprised, "Oh, why don't Brother Zhang tell me what I heard, so that I can tell the difference." ā
Zhang Qingcheng laughed and said: "I heard that the person recommended by the ancient steward is actually a rural pariah, who does not work in farming, does not serve in errands, and does not know what means to rely on, deceived the ancient steward and deceived the qualifications for the opening ceremony. ā
Master Zhang said cautiously, the little woman is just following the rules of the Ink Pavilion to provide some help to qualified students, as for the qualifications to participate in the opening ceremony, that is holy will, not something that we can question. ā
Gu Lianying heard that the topic was on herself, and she had a bad feeling in her heart, the Zhang family has always been attached to the Song family, and at this time Zhang Qingcheng spoke, obviously because of Song Yingge's instructions.
Zhang Qingcheng sneered: "Naturally, we don't dare to go against the holy will, but I just don't know if someone is bold enough to take power and distort the holy will for their own selfishness." ā
It's going to tear your face!
Several other bigwigs knew it when they heard this, as the patriarch of the family's well-established family in this town, they didn't dare to say that they controlled the whole city, but there were some troubles in the city, and they could still get the news in the first time.
At the opening ceremony, the news that the Song family was going to deal with Gu Lianying had already been aware of it, and even the Song family had faintly hinted at them.
And they coped with it. It's just that they didn't expect that the Song family would make a force in advance, and they inevitably had some speculations, "Is there any change?"
Gu Lianying shouted angrily: "You are so bold, you dare to slander this steward......
"It's really bold, I want to see who dares to slander my ink pavilion. A hoarse and unfamiliar voice suddenly sounded, and an old man in the uniform of the ink pavilion appeared in the pavilion silently.
Seeing the old man who suddenly appeared, and the jade plaque on his waist, Gu Lianying was surprised and said, "Inspector Moge! I don't know what happened to alarm the Inspector?"
The city lord and the patriarch of the family heard that it was the Mo Pavilion supervisor, and hurriedly stepped forward to see the reason, the Mo Pavilion is independent of the major powers, it is a behemoth that suppresses the luck of the entire human race, and the supervision of one place is more noble than the city lord of a city, how dare they be rude.
The person who came saluted the city lord in return, and as for the rest, he just nodded.
Although Qingqi Town is named after the town, Ouyang Wu is the real lord of a city in the official family, and he still has to give Ouyang Wu some face.
As for the others, they are not yet in his eyes.
The old man glanced and asked, "Who slandered my ink pavilion just now?"
Zhang Qingcheng hurriedly said: "Inspector, the prestige of the Mo Pavilion, how dare the villain slander, it's just that someone pretends to use the power of the Mo Pavilion to seek personal gain, and the villain can't look past it and wants to expose his evil deeds." ā
The old man stared at him for a few breaths, and said lightly: "If you have anything to say, this inspector will tell." ā
Zhang Qingcheng glanced at Song Yingge, and nodded when he saw that he couldn't check it, and he knew the bottom in his heart, "The local Mo Pavilion steward Gu Lianying acted recklessly, and he should have strictly verified the qualifications of the person who signed up for the opening ceremony, but she abused her power, a rural pariah who did not learn or skill, and was awarded the qualification for the opening ceremony by her. ā
The old man swept over and looked at Gu Lianying, "What do you have to say?"
Gu Lianying said: "Supervising the lord, Chen Gongzi is extraordinary, and the qualification for the opening ceremony is also according to the rules of the ink pavilion, there is nothing wrong, please also ask the lord to be clear." ā
The old man was noncommittal, and said lightly: "How things are, this inspector will tell, but the rules of the Mo Pavilion cannot be changed, you are not suitable to take care of this matter now, you first hand over the work to a few deputy stewards, and then deal with it when this matter is decided." ā
When Song Yingge heard this, her face was happy, but Gu Lianying's face was a little bad, the timing of this supervision was so coincidental, and she was asked to give up power as soon as she came, obviously the person who came was not good.
Still, fortunately, she looked through the screen to somewhere outside the pavilion, "It's okay, he's here!"