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In the case of Jiang Xia's deliberate release of water, Wang Zhi was finally taken away by Liu Liangnu. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 As for whether he can survive or not, Jiang Xia is no longer willing to guess, after all, it doesn't matter if he can survive or not.

Even if he survived, he wouldn't be able to do anything but pick up his tail and be a man.

A comeback? That's just wishful thinking.

There was no need to escort Wang Zhi anymore, and Jiang Xia and the others were completely relaxed.

Along the way, everyone stopped and stopped, and it was rare to rush without hurrying in the mood of enjoying the mountains and rivers.

Starting from Huizhou, all the way through Yingtian and Qingzhou, and finally entering the Beijing Division.

There was no one to chase and kill, and there was nothing to rush to.

Whether it's Jiangxia or the people who follow Jiangxia. It is rare for everyone to be able to experience such a journey with such a relaxed attitude.

Especially Xue Ruqin and Su Meiniang, only the two of them came out this time because they knew martial arts, so they were able to follow Jiang Xia. Now that they have returned to Beijing for a tour, the two of them are like children who have received extra rewards, and they are very excited when they pass through a place, and they have to visit the most famous local landscapes before leaving.

Jiang Xia was happy to have fun with them, which could be regarded as compensation for their neglect on weekdays.

On the way back to Beijing, Jiang Xia made a special observation.

Daming Qianzhuang has basically been distributed in various prefectures and counties, although it has not yet been officially put into operation, but the basic preparations are almost there.

Now that everything is ready, all that is left is the east wind.

And this east wind is Jiangxia himself. Once he returns to Beijing and announces the start of operation, Daming Qianzhuang can start business in various parts of Daming.

Wangjing County.

This place is not far from Jingshi and belongs to a small county in the area under the jurisdiction of Jingshi.

When Jiang Xia and his party arrived here, it was still early. It is estimated that he should be able to enter the Beijing Division in the afternoon.

Riding all the way, the eight of them were also a little tired, so they found an inn to eat.

The name of the inn is also quite creative, called "Poetry and Wine".

As soon as Jiang Xia and the others walked in, the first thing they saw was a very spacious hall. The hall is very lively, and it is basically full.

And the most eye-catching thing is probably a white wall directly in front of it.

There are all kinds of poems written on the walls, many of which are good sentences such as "Dongting Su Lian Dance Xiangyuan, Nine Songs Lingering Twilight Smoke".

Such an interesting inn, Jiang Xia liked it all at once.

If it was usual, Jiang Xia would definitely choose to sit in the private room on the second floor. But for such an interesting inn, he naturally chose the hall.

Since most of the good slots are already full. The only thing left is that there are still two tables away from the "poetry wall".

Jiang Xia and the others were not picky, so they chose the two tables and sat down.

The reason why it is said that the next to the "Poetry Wall" is not a good location, in fact, it is because there are too many people standing on the Poetry Wall, and the environment is a little noisy, and dining here is still a bit disturbed after all.

However, Jiang Xia felt that it didn't matter, anyway, he had the opportunity to appreciate the poems on the "Poetry Wall".

I just sat down and ordered some food.

While the wine and food were not yet on the table, Jiang Xia got up and walked to the "Poetry Wall" to take a look. Although there are a lot of poems written on the whole wall, the level is basically okay, and it is rare to see poems of that low level.

Listening to the discussion of the people around him, Jiang Xia realized that the poems on the wall were not permanently preserved, but according to everyone's opinions, he chose to paste out some poems of low standard.

And anyone who can leave poems on this wall without being obscured can get half of the meal money reduced when they enter this inn.

Jiang Xia thought it was interesting when he heard it, so the inn had a connotation, and it also had a regular customer. That's a good marketing tool.

Most of the people who will stand next to the poetry wall and appreciate it are also people who know a little poetry and songs. But who doesn't want to leave their poems in a conspicuous place for people to enjoy and evaluate? So at this moment, many people next to the poetry wall are muttering poems in their mouths, wanting to make a poem to write.

It's just that the article is natural, and the magic hand gets it. It's not so easy to make a good poem. If you don't do it well, it's a shame to write it.

After Jiang Xia glanced at it a few times, he was ready to sit back.

At this moment, a man in a blue cloth shirt said: "I am tired of the shopkeeper's pen and ink, but there is a poem that I want to inscribe." ”

Soon, the shopkeeper walked over with a pen and ink in his hand and said to the man, "Childe, please." ”

The man holds a brush and dips it in ink. After thinking about it, he walked under the poetry wall and found an empty space to write his own poems.

The opening sentence is: "The grass on the riverside is green, and the summer stripes are dense." ”

This is a sentence that writes the scenery of spring simply and straightforwardly. It can't be said to be good, it can only be said to be decent.

But seeing this, Jiang Xia's pair of sword eyebrows trembled, and his brows furrowed slightly.

Although it is decent, after all, it also makes the people watching on the side see that this person is a person who can write poetry. Therefore, among the onlookers, there are still people who applaud as encouragement.

Immediately afterwards, the man wrote another sentence: "Traitor and bully thunder, Chen Jing is the chief executive." ”

The onlookers fell silent for a moment, and they couldn't understand what the man meant. The last sentence is still writing scenes, why is the next sentence becoming writing?

The meaning of "adultery" refers to the villain who violates the law and makes trouble, and "thunder" refers to the sky. Doesn't the meaning of this poem mean that "there is a villain who violates the law and deceives the Son of Heaven, but all courtiers should take a long tassel gun to remove him." "What?

And connecting the sentence above with the sentence below seems to be saying.

The current Daming looks like a spring scene, and it seems to be very beautiful. But in fact, there are villains who are breaking the law and deceiving the Son of Heaven. But all the people of the Ming Dynasty should collectively eliminate such traitors.

Jiang Xia's brows were already locked, and he didn't speak, but wanted to see what this man would do next. Looking at the structure of this poem, there should be two more sentences below.

Sure enough, with a wave of his right hand, the man quickly wrote the following two lines of poetry. "It will be changed to the tree, and the jade pot will be clear. Creation and transformation of the Sichuan Mountain, the opposite side of the sleep can not be achieved. ”

The whole poem is read together, but it is not really a subtle poem. But everyone can see that there is a special meaning in this poem.

Everyone is guessing who the "adulterer" in the man's poem refers to.

Jiang Xia smiled, simply stopped looking, and went back to his position and sat down.

Jiang Xia sat down next to Xue Ruqin, Xue Ruqin reached out and grabbed Jiang Xia's arm, and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Almost everyone could see what happened to Jiang Xia, obviously looking at people to write poems with great interest, but they came back with a frown.

I didn't see any contradictions between anyone and Jiang Xia just now, so it was naturally the problem of that poem.

Xue Ruqin stood up and was about to take a look at the poem, Jiang Xia grabbed her, shook her head and said, "Forget it, let them say whatever they want, anyway, those who are clear will be clear, and those who are turbid will be turbid." ”

After speaking, Jiang Xia picked up the chopsticks on the table and said to everyone, "Okay, let's eat." ”

Xue Ruqin saw Jiang Xia say this, and sat back in her place.

The people who had been reading the poem under the wall of poetry suddenly reacted and exclaimed, "This is talking about Lord Zaizhi." ”

"Where do you say that Lord Zai is the ruler? Jiang Zai is wise and martial, how can he have anything to do with the 'traitor'?" someone asked puzzled.

"Oh, I'm talking about Lord Jaeji. This time, some people reacted one after another.

The man smiled and put the brush in his hand back into the tray in the shop.

Everyone carefully tasted the poem, only to find that the poem turned out to be a hidden poem. If you read the first word at the beginning of each sentence together, eight words will appear - Jiangxia traitors will definitely rebel.

"Why do you say that, how much has Jiang Zaizhi done for our Ming Dynasty? Such a good official, why do you slander him like this?"

But soon some people retorted: "This is not necessarily, there are no good people in this official." There are many people who sell their fame and reputation. You see, Jiang Zaizhi has already been a Zaizhi at a young age, and he has political affairs and military power in one hand. In addition, the emperor is young, and no one in the Ming Dynasty can restrain him. What is the difference between this and the emperor? By the time the emperor takes charge of the government, I am afraid that the world will have changed his surname to 'Jiang' long ago. ”

"Smack!" Zhang Meng interrupted one corner of the dining table, and got up to teach the man a lesson.

Jiang Xia hurriedly shouted: "Mengzi!"

"My lord!" Zhang Meng was indignant.

Jiang Xia shook his head and said, "Sit down and eat, don't make trouble." ”

Zhang Meng sat back on the bench and asked angrily, "Is it possible to let them slander you?"

Jiang Xia held the rice bowl in his hand and ate the food slowly and methodically, while he chewed carefully, as if he wanted to taste the aroma of each grain of rice.

Jiang Xia said: "The longest is on other people's faces, what do they like to say, what can we do? Anyway, you can know what you are doing." When you go to beat someone, you give them the truth, making them feel that we are empty-hearted. ”

Zhang Meng glared hatefully at the man in Tsing Yi who was walking towards the door of the inn, and scolded: "Sour Confucian Xiucai, you know that you are talking nonsense with your mouth open." Let him go to war with the Turpan army, go to fight with the red-haired ghost, he will definitely have to pee his pants in fear. ”

As soon as Zhang Meng's words were finished, suddenly a large group of yamen catchers ran out of the inn door.

The trappers blocked the entire door of the inn at once, and two of them grabbed the arm of the man in green clothes and shouted, "Someone has reported you for slandering Lord Dang Zai in front of the public in the hall, yes or no?" r1058

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