Chapter 62: Deer Ming Banquet

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The Deer Ming Banquet was held in the magistrate's office. The sky was dark that day, but luckily it didn't rain. Only the autumn wind blew wildly, and the scenery was completely lost.

Wu Jin, the Jie Yuan, faced the neighbors and the endless stream of distant relatives at home. His smiling face was stiff and his eyes were dull, as if he was sitting on pins and needles for people to pay homage to. Therefore, he freshened up and changed clothes early, and went to the government office first to meet with the officials.

Mo Qianlan, Zhang Chongfeng, and Cheng Taishan were all sitting in the flower hall behind the government office lobby. The other examiners and deacons would wait until the students arrived before showing up, so only the three of them were warming themselves here.

Cheng Taishan's body was strong and full of fire, his face was glowing red due to the fire, and he was sweating continuously on his forehead. He couldn't help but lean back. He didn't expect that Mo Qianlan would be like this. He had to warm up by the fire just after the Mid-Autumn Festival. He drank a cup of tea and Drinking a cup, he turned around and chatted with the emissary Zhang Chongfeng.

Zhang Congfang was not of high rank, but he was a close official of the emperor. He was in charge of the access of people and things in the forbidden palace. He had great authority, so no one dared to look down upon him as an eunuch.

Zhang Gongfeng had Li Yitie's homemade plaster on his forehead and was smiling, not affected by Mo Qianlan at all.

Cheng Taishan picked up the tea cup and thought to himself: "Human spirit."

Since escaping from death many years ago, Mo Qianlan has become a destructive whirlpool that can easily draw people around him into it, but Zhang Gong is not affected at all and only focuses on his own errands.

While he was thinking about it, he proudly told Zhang Gongfeng that he had participated in the martial arts test back then, and he could be said to have both civil and military skills.

Zhang Gongfeng laughed and thought to himself: "Fortunately, I was beaten by Ambassador Mo Jiedus. If he had eaten a teapot from Magistrate Cheng, his head would have been broken."

He also complimented Cheng Taishan that he was indeed a talented person, and Cheng Taishan also roundaboutly interceded for Mo Qianlan. Mo Qianlan sat firmly in the master's chair and just drank ginseng tea.

The two of them went back and forth, and finally Zhang Gongfeng sighed: "Your Majesty once told me that Ambassador Mo Jiedu and Miss Mo have never been separated for a day. Although it was a gracious decree, in the end they were separated. Ambassador Mo Jiedu When I first hear the imperial edict, I'm afraid there will be unpredictable words and deeds, so please don't make a fuss about it."

"Oh?" Cheng Taishan immediately faced the east and bowed, "Your Majesty is kind and wise."

He sat down again, picked up the tea cup, and said with a smile: "Your Majesty has given such an instruction. If Mo Jiedu calmly accepts the order, the worshiper will be confused."

Zhang Chongfeng smiled and did not answer. Everything was clear to the three of them - if Mo Qianlan accepted the order calmly, His Majesty would become suspicious when Zhang Chongfeng returned to Beijing.

"God is not good today -" Cheng Taishan was about to start another conversation when the boy outside the door lifted up one side of the curtain and came in to inform the three nobles that this year's Jieyuan and four others of the same year had arrived and were waiting in front of the platform for the announcement. .

"We came early today, tell them to come over," Cheng Taishan stood up and told the boy. He couldn't bear the warmth of the house for a moment anymore, and there was heat under his buttocks. "Just go to the garden."

The three of them left the flower hall. Mo Qianlan shivered as soon as he left the room. Cheng Taishan stretched out his hand to help him, and then realized that his hands were cold and made pig iron. He glanced at him and thought of Zhang Chongfeng beside him. He couldn't speak, so he just took it back silently. Handed.

Li Yitie's medicine was a miracle medicine to others, but to Mo Qianlan, it was like pouring it on a stone.

The three of them walked down the stone steps and stood for a while. Then the five students walked over together, stood five steps away, and bowed their hands to the bottom.

The lights came from under the eaves of the brackets, illuminating the faces of these five people of the same age. Without hesitation, the eyes of Mo Qianlan and the other three fell on Wu Jin - a tall, thin young man with a humble and calm demeanor, and a clear and elegant demeanor. Even the coarse cloth shirt is still outstanding.

Mo Qianlan sleeved his hands indifferently and spoke lazily, but Cheng Taishan kept praising him from the side, full of love for talents, as if he only wished that Wu Jin was not his biological son.

Zhang Gongfeng stood aside and said with a smile: "The Zhai Xue in Mo Jiedushi's house is indeed extraordinary, and all the Zhai servants are top-notch. If the third master of your family, Zhifu Cheng, had not suffered an unreasonable disaster, he would have become a blockbuster."

"Haha..." Cheng Taishan touched his nose awkwardly, "San'er is stupid."

Zhang Chongfeng said: "Prefect Cheng is too modest. I think your mistress is very smart and good at taking care of others."

When he said the last three words, he couldn't help gritting his teeth.

Mo Qianlan stood aside, saw Cheng Taishan wink at him, and said, "Are you two planning to hold a deer-crowing banquet here?"

Zhang and Cheng quickly stopped there and headed to the garden with their students.

The students arrived one after another, and finally all the examiners and deacons also arrived, dressed in court clothes, and entered the banquet one by one.

Wu Jin was the leader of this list. Under the guidance of the scribes in the government office, Wu Jin led everyone to meet with the officials, and read aloud the chapter "Lu Ming". After reading, he returned to his seat to have a banquet.

Wu Jin raised his glass and paid attention to Mo Qianlan's face.

He had not seen Mo Qianlan since Mo Qianlan became ill. Now he saw Mo Qianlan occupying the first seat with a thin face. Everyone else was wearing court clothes, but he seemed to be unable to bear the weight of the court clothes. He wore a The Taoist robe, with his eyes half open and half closed, glanced slightly at whoever he was looking at, that person would definitely smile apologetically.

Seeing that his majesty remained intact, Wu Jin quietly averted his gaze.

"Wu Jieyuan," someone from the same year came forward with a toast, "The autumn wind is ruthless, why don't we all recite poems and compose poems, how about we compete?"

When all the talented men were drunk, they inevitably had to show off their talents in front of the officials and compete to write poems.

Wu Jin's mind was not here, he searched his intestines and stomach, managed to cope with a few songs, but they were not very good, and he was punished with a few drinks. When the banquet came to an end, he felt dizzy and had hot flashes on his face. He got up and went to the official room twice. When he sat down again, But he saw Mo Qianlan looking at him.

The firelight cast a soft light on Mo Qianlan's face. No one could see from his face what he was thinking. Whether it was sadness or calmness, he kept it secret.

Then Mo Qianlan waved to Wu Jin, motioning for him to come to her.

This has never happened before.

Wu Jin was stunned for a moment, suspecting that he had drunk too much. After rubbing his eyes, he realized that Mo Qianlan was indeed waving him forward.

Everyone looked sideways, with sour, jealous, curious and envious eyes. They didn't dare to look at Mo Qianlan, so they all looked at Wu Jin - everyone in Manchuria and Kuanzhou knew that Wu Jieyuan was not only a poor man, but also a member of the Mo family. Xue Zhai Zhai Pu.

Wu Jin stepped forward and bowed with his hands in hand.

Mo Qianlan stood up and naturally put his hand on Wu Jin's shoulder: "Help me go to the official room."

He seemed to be very affectionate to Wu Jin, and he also seemed to regard him as a servant of the Mo family. There were no servants in the garden, so Wu Jin had to help him to the official room.

Wu Jin ignored the gazes of others and had a calm expression on his face. He stretched out his hand to support Mo Qianlan. Before the two of them could take a step, they saw Zhang Gongfeng also stood up and said with a smile: "Jie Yuan is young and careless. It's me." Let’s go together.”

After the words fell, Mo Qianlan and Cheng Taishan's expressions froze, and in a blink of an eye, they changed their smiles. Cheng Taishan deliberately stopped him: "Zhang Congfeng, there is no need..."

Zhang Gongfeng walked straight to Mo Qianlan and supported his other arm: "It is my blessing to be able to serve the Jiedushi."

Wu Jin understood immediately - Mo Qianlan had something to say to him.

However, Zhang Gongfeng was like a sticky and fine spider web, wrapping Mo Qianlan in it. Even if he had the power to throw the sky, he had nowhere to use it.