After a while, sure enough, a father-in-law who had invited to help came over to pass the word, saying that Sun Gongzi had something to see Su Ziji.

"Sun Buhan?" Su Ziji knew who was coming, and motioned to the wild people to take refuge for the time being, he went out and saw that Sun Buhan had already boarded the deck of the painting boat, looked around, and turned around at this time, with a bright smile: "Brother Su Xian." ”

"Brother Sun, if you are not welcome, please come in. ”

Waiting into the cabin, the guest and the host sat down, because there was no one on the boat, naturally there was no refreshment, fortunately, Sun Buhan did not plan to sit for a long time, as soon as he sat down, he said to Su Ziji: "Brother Su Xian, Brother Fool is here to invite you to the Wenhui, which is on the painting boat of Panlong Lake not far away." ”

"Wenhui?"

"Exactly. This is not an ordinary literary meeting, it is presided over by the prefect, before the foolish brother went to Linhua County to find you in the air, but I didn't expect to just come out to blow the wind, and I happened to see your painting boat, isn't this a coincidence?"

He was rescued by Su Ziji, although it was evening at this time, with the lantern with the word "Su", under the moonlight, he could immediately recognize it.

As soon as he heard that it was the prefect who presided over the meeting, Su Ziji was already happy in his heart.

"This is really a nowhere to find a place to step on the iron shoes, it takes no effort to get it, and I was worried about how to get close to this official, so Sun Buhan came over and handed over the opportunity. ”

"But this thing, is it really such a coincidence?"

Su Ziji thought so, and only smiled: "It's indeed a coincidence, Brother Sun has a heart, please wait for a while, I'll change my clothes and go over." ”

The clothes he was wearing at the moment were half-worn and not new, and although they were comfortable and clean, they were not suitable for this kind of meeting, and it was appropriate to use this as a reason.

Of course, it's just taking this opportunity to tell the wild people a few words.

For this reason, I also specially asked who the literati who participated, but they needed a post to get in, and whether it was not good for them to rush over like this.

"Brother Su Xian rest assured, there is no limit to this literary meeting, and there is no need to pay homage, all literati do not have to be famous, but anyone who has a letter can go. ”

It's just that if you don't have a way, or the level is not enough, you won't be trusted.

Su Ziji's heart was relieved: Wild Dao people can also take the opportunity to blend in.

After saying this, Sun Buhan made an appointment with Su Ziji to meet for a while, and then went back.

There are a few sets of clothes in the painting boat, and Su Ziji has changed into a green cedar, the texture is not bad, and it belongs to the kind that will not be rude in this kind of literary meeting.

This is in line with Su Ziji's intentions.

"After a while, I got on the ship and acted on the opportunity. Su Ziji said: "I still say this, if you are corrupt, you can only fall into the well, and you can't be the main cause of trouble." ”

"Childe, don't worry, I understand that corruption is the main reason for the problem, and the impact is too big. The wild Taoist immediately said: "If the son is a Shangguan, it can be like this, but the lower position is not suitable." ”

"It's good that you understand. ”

The boat sailed into Panlong Lake, and sure enough, there were several large painting boats, because they were all literati and well-dressed, the two were only slightly checked to see if they were carrying the murder weapon, and then they were released.

To say that the Fangjia painting boat that Su Ziji is renting now is not small, but compared with this painting boat, it is a small thing.

Three-storey high, carved beams and painted columns, supporting a palace, the lights are bright, and the sound of the piano comes out, and the low voice of speech converges into a noise, which is really lively.

When I entered the first floor of the cabin, there was even more noise.

Outside, you can see the servants in official clothes from a distance, and there are some neat and neat little servants inside, women are not without them, but they look at the description and behavior, which is different from the prostitutes in ordinary Qinglou.

The Zheng Dynasty had restrictions on officials, but it did not restrict them from going to official prostitutes.

Official prostitutes are all relatives of criminal officials and cannot be ransomed, although it means that they do not sleep with them on the surface, but where the human eye can't see, it's hard to say.

This is all some dirty in the dark, Su Ziji roughly understood it at a glance.

This gave him another understanding of the prefect's local control.

It is not prudent to bring these official prostitutes over and accompany the guests at the literary meeting.

It seems that the guess is correct, the prefect must have something else to rely on.

In addition to these small servants and official prostitutes, the largest number of people are naturally the literati who came to participate in this literary meeting, and at a cursory glance, on the first floor alone, there are dozens of people, all wearing literary robes, but how many of them have real talents and learning, and how many are holding the purpose of drilling camps, I don't know.

“...... Brother Chen, you have done a wonderful job in this poem! It is worthy of being a 20-year-old who has won the show, and he is really talented and quick-witted, and the younger brother really admires it!"

"Where is it, Brother Zhang Xian, your poetry is ingenious, just the word fog and snow is quite topical......"

If you look at one place at a time, you can see such a picture of touting each other.

Sure enough, there were many literati.

Su Ziji chuckled lightly and went inside.

According to reason, the new Xie Yuan is in the eyes of everyone, but Su Ziji has only been able to understand Yuan for a few days, and the communication has not been completed, so except for the occasional encounter with a few students who know each other and greet each other, no one comes to disturb them.

After sweeping around, I didn't see Sun Buhan, and there were some literati arguing in my ears, Su Ziji only listened to one ear, and then turned away from being bored.

The wild Dao people stood in the crowd and nodded from afar, and Su Ziji met his eyes and parted ways.

"Brother Su Xian!" Someone patted him on the shoulder, and Su Ziji turned around and saw Sun Buhan, who was still with a young man.

"Brother Sun. ”

"This is Brother Su Xian, who once had a life-saving grace for me, and his talent and learning are also outstanding. Sun Buhan introduced, and said to Su Ziji: "This is my former classmate Shen Chong." ”

"Brother Shen is good. ”

"Brother Su Xian is good. ”

The two then arched their hands, and they talked and found that although Shen Chong was not very old, he was quite solid in learning, and he was a person from a scholarly family, and his words and deeds gave people like a spring breeze.

But for Su Ziji, there is obviously a little hidden alienation and hostility.

Su Ziji was a little puzzled at first, but when Sun Buhan praised Shen Chong again with a smile, and looked honored, Su Ziji suddenly smiled bitterly.

It's really not a lie that literati are light, even if they don't know each other, they hold one of them high, but both of them are the same age, and they can't run a sea boat with a little heart, so they have to hold back their strength.

And the appearance of the prefect relieved Su Ziji.

"This is the prefect?" Su Ziji looked at the direction of the commotion and vaguely saw a man in civilian clothes.

Although he is at least fifty years old, he can be properly maintained, and he looks quite young, with a Chinese face, a white face and a short beard, black eyes, a tall figure, and wearing civilian clothes, smiling slightly.

Just looking good, it's quite good, no wonder he was selected to join Hanlin.

But the moment he saw the prefect clearly, Su Ziji felt his heart sink and his hair stood up: "This official, it's a little wrong." ”

While Sun Buhan and others came over to talk to the prefect, Su Ziji squeezed out.

At this moment, the literati on the first floor are basically surrounded by one place, and the others are empty, Su Ziji found a place to sit down temporarily, there is no one here, and after a while, the wild Taoist also wandered over, and his face was a little bad: "Childe, this person is not right." ”