Flower Stealing Master Chapter 1008: Shooting the grass to startle the snake

Song Qingshu had an idea in his mind, so he chuckled lightly: "What can this person have to do with me, but hearing his surname is Wu, I can't help but think of the Pingxi King who rebelled in Shanhaiguan, but it really made our two countries. Headache."

When it comes to this matter, Suo'etu also has a sad look: "Isn't it, in order to put down the San Francisco chaos, we spent a lot of money and food, mobilized hundreds of thousands of troops, and then had to truce with the Golden Snake Camp, and let Li Kexiu...cough cough~"

Speaking of this, he immediately realized the mistake, haha ​​casually and passed.

The officials from Yangzhou below dared to take this remark, and they all watched.

Wu Zhirong hurriedly distinguished himself: "Two adults, Mingjian, although my surname is Wu, I have nothing to do with Wu Sangui's anti-thief."

Song Qingshu said with a smile, but I heard that Wu Sangui is from Gaoyou, Yangzhou, and he and Wu Zhifu are fellow villagers."

"No, no, absolutely not," Wu Zhirong's head shook like a rattle. "Although the humble post is a prefect in Yangzhou, he is not a native of Yangzhou. This incident has been recorded by the local staff."

"It seems that I blamed the prefect." Song Qingshu drank the tea noncommitantly and let him continue to kneel there.

"I don't dare to be in a humble position." Wu Zhirong was in a cold sweat, and he didn't know where he had offended this Jin Guoren and asked him to target him everywhere.

Or Suo Etu came out to make a round: "Since it is a misunderstanding, then prefect Wu will get up, we are still waiting to see what program you have prepared today."

"Yes, yes, please, two adults, please." Wu Zhirong climbed up to his feet, bowed his head and bowed to lead the way.

A group of people came to the Chanzhi Temple in a mighty manner. When they got off the sedan chair, they saw a large area of ​​splendid peony flowers outside. The sun shines on thousands of peony plants, brilliant and gorgeous, like a brocade. .

"It really deserves to be a scene in Yangzhou." Suo Etu couldn't help but exclaimed.

Wu Zhirong was proud of his heart. His panic was finally settled. He has always been good at franchising. A few days ago, he set up a flower shed by the peony garden. It was ordered by the master craftsman to use pine trees without peeling. The branches and leaves on the tree are still the same. The tables and chairs in the shed are all made of natural trees and stones. The shed is planted with flowers, trees and grass. The bamboo joints are used to divert the water and flow around the shed. In the meantime, it is like being in the mountains and plains, compared to the rich and noble houses carved with beams and jade, and has a general flavor.

When he thinks about it, these two are in high positions, and they have not seen anything magnificent. I am afraid I have long been tired of seeing them. This ingenuity of his own will surely please the two of them.

I don’t know that Song Qingshu had long seen him unpleasant, and deliberately embarrassed him, came to the flower shed, and asked in the first sentence: "Why is there a pergola? Ah, yes, it must be the monk from the temple who came to do the work. After releasing the flame mouth, I will give food to the hungry ghosts here."

Wu Zhirong’s hard work was completely useless, and his expression was very embarrassed. I don’t know if he was completely naked or deliberately sarcastic, so he had to laugh with him: "The humble job has a simple knowledge, and the layout here is not intended as an adult. Damn it."

Suo'etu next to him also frowned. He didn't expect that his newly formed brother was actually a rough man, and he didn't know how he became the first person in the Kingdom of Jin.

But of course, interest is more important than elegance. Although he liked Wu Zhirong's layout quite a bit, he echoed Song Qingshu's words, which made Wu Zhirong's heart tremble, and he wanted to find a place to get in.

Song Qingshu saw that all the guests were standing up and waiting, knowing that he was not their immediate boss after all. If he continued to do it, everyone would be embarrassed, so he greeted him and took his seat. The governor of Liangjiang returned to the government office yesterday, and the governor and chief secretary remained in Yangzhou at this time to accompany the imperial ministers of the two countries. The rest of the guests were either celebrities, or salt merchants who were worthy of fame.

The banquet in Yangzhou is very sophisticated and rich. There are dozens of kinds of tea fruits before the banquet. Although Song Qingshu comes from later generations and is well-informed, he can't know everything.

Drinking tea for a while, Song Qingshu didn’t deal with each other. Everyone saw that he was not in high spirits. With Wu Zhirong’s lessons learned, no one dared to touch him. Etu has always been an exquisite person, and he can't help but feel like a spring breeze by dealing with a few sentences at will.

Song Qingshu was thinking about the affairs of the messengers of the Song Dynasty, and how to take the opportunity to explore the temple, but suddenly heard an official brag about Yangzhou's various good things, he couldn't help thinking about it, and suddenly said:" Everything is good in Yangzhou, but the monk is not good."

Everyone at the table looked at each other, wondering what he meant by suddenly saying this. Chief Secretary Mu Tianyan is an obedient and knowledgeable person, and said: "The marshal has seen very much. The monks in Yangzhou are snobbish, flattering the government, and humiliating the poor. That has been true since ancient times."

Now it’s Song Qingshu’s turn to be startled. He had deliberately found faults, but listening to what the other party meant, it seemed that there was some allusion in it, so he followed his words and asked: "Yes, Master Mu is a scholar, I know the book It’s written on it."

Mu Tianyan said: "Don’t the story of Tang Dynasty Wang Bobi Sarong originate in Yangzhou?"

Song Qingshu has a black line. He has never heard of what the other party said. Fortunately, his role now is a rude Jin Guoren, and he doesn't care about carrying an unlearned title~IndoMTL.com~ He smiled and asked: "What's the story of'Huang Bobby Salon'?"

Suo Etu heard his vulgar words, and almost choked his throat without a sip of tea. As long as he is a scholar, few people don’t know this story, but he was worried that he would be uncomfortable with the face, so he didn’t show it and pretended to be himself. It's also the first time I heard of it.

Mu Tianyan said: "Returning to the Lord, it is Wang Bo, not the yellow cloth. This story originated in the Yangzhou Chanzhi Temple. During the Qianyuan period of the Tang Dynasty, this Zenzhi Temple was still called the Mulan Courtyard, and the poet Wang Bo was home when he was young. I was poor and lived in Mulan Courtyard. The monks in the temple rang the bell when they were eating. Wang Bo heard the bell and went to the dining hall to eat. The monks hated him, and once everyone ate first, and then rang the bell after the meal. Wang After hearing the bell, I walked into the dining hall and saw that the monks had already dispersed and the food had been eaten clean..."

Song Qingshu was originally just asking casually, but he was filled with righteous indignation when he heard it. He patted on the table and said angrily: "The **** monk is hateful."

Suo Etu echoed: "Yes, how much does it cost to eat a meal? These monks are indeed hateful."

Seeing that aroused the interest of the two imperial servants, Mu Tianyan was overjoyed, and continued to tell: "At that time, Wang Bo was ashamed, and wrote a poem on the wall: "I have gone to the church, I am ashamed to return to the clock .'"

"Back to Li?" Song Qingshu was startled.

The officials have been with him for a while, knowing that the imperial envoy from the Kingdom of Jin is not a scholar at all, and it can be said that he is ignorant. Therefore, Mu Tianyan explained in a very considerate manner: "Hui Li is a monk."

Song Qingshu scanned the expressions of the people, and guessed their minds. They couldn't help but laugh secretly. You really wronged Tang Kuo to argue this time, not to mention him, even I don't know.

"What happened later?" Song Qingshu asked hurriedly. 8More exciting novels, welcome to visit everyone's reading academy