The two of them couldn't help but be shocked. They didn't expect Hong Tianxi to see off the guests like this.
As expected, he is an iron-faced censor, with no human feelings at all.
However, the two of them had already boasted about Haikou, how could they go back empty-handed like this.
"Tell the censor that the person who initiated the initiative this time is the vice president of the Huguo Society." Liu Quan had an idea and said hurriedly.
Upon hearing this, the tea cup held by Hong Tianxi paused and stayed in the air.
He stared at Liu Quan and asked, "How do you know about the National Protection Society?"
"Because I am a member of the National Protection Society." Liu Quan bowed his hands and glanced at Mei Shou, "Mei Tuiguan is also a member of the National Protection Society."
"Oh, you two are also members of the National Protection Society." Hong Tianxi was stunned for a moment, and then said, "I am not a member of the National Protection Society."
Liu Quan couldn't help but be shocked. He didn't expect that Hong Tianxi was so noble that he wouldn't even appreciate it from the National Protectorate Society.
He now understood what he had forgotten. If he had known that he and Mei Shou were not familiar with Hong Tianxi, they should have called the people from the National Protection Society and the Maintenance Association.
At this moment, a coughing sound came from the screen in the living room.
Hong Tianxi frowned and bowed his hands to Liu Quan and Mei Shou: "Please sit down, I have something to do. I will come out later."
After saying that, he personally added water and tea to the two of them, apologized and walked towards the screen.
Liu Quan and Mei Shou couldn't help but look at each other, which opera was Hong Tianxi singing?
Fortunately, Hong Tianxi didn't show off the guests again, but I don't know what happened after he came out.
The two of them were sitting on the coffee table. Although they were facing teacups and drunken spring tea leaves, they couldn't arouse the interest in drinking tea. Their thoughts were all behind the screen.
Hong Tianxi came behind the screen and frowned when he saw it was Hong Yuanshi.
"What's the matter, madam?" He was receiving guests, but he didn't expect the lady to ask him to come in, so he was a little unhappy.
Hong Yuanshi hurriedly pulled Hong Tianxi to another room, made a shushing motion with his fingers, and lowered his voice very low.
Seeing Hong Tianxi's displeased expression, Hong Yuanshi first saluted Hong Tianxi with Wanfu.
Hong Tianxi had no choice but to return the favor, looking at Hong Yuanshi, hoping that she would give in.
Hong Yuanshi looked at Hong Tianxi and asked softly: "Official, I heard that this National Protection Society was founded by a little saint. Why don't you go?"
"I am a royal censor. How can I mix with them among the clear streams in the court?" Hong Tianxi raised his head high and answered proudly.
Hong Yuanshi was a little displeased, stared at him and asked: "Official, is it possible that in your eyes, the little saint is not a clear stream, but a turbid stream?"
"The little saint is a clear stream, but he is different from us." Hong Tianxi thought for a while and expressed his thoughts.
Hong Yuan couldn't help but be shocked, looked at Hong Tianxi, and asked puzzledly: "The little saint wrote Fu and treatises, which is unprecedented. He also exposed Qin Hui as a traitor and a traitor, and insisted on making Qin Hui infamous for thousands of years. Why is he not a clean stream among the clean streams?" ?”
"These are all correct, but the little saint still has his own soldiers and horses, and his own workshop. How can he be pure Qingliu?" Hong Tianxi asked, somewhat unconvinced.
Hong Yuanshi chuckled and asked with still charming charm: "Officials, is it true that those who do not eat the fireworks of the world are truly pure? In this case, why do officials still receive salary?"
Hearing Hong Yuanshi's somewhat aggressive words, Hong Tianxi couldn't help but blush.
But he was still unconvinced and immediately counterattacked: "But, the little saint still has his own soldiers and horses, how can he be regarded as pure Qingliu?"
"I feel that the little saint is dedicated to the Song Dynasty, and his soldiers and horses are used for the Song Dynasty. It is in line with those words, expel the barbarians and return China to me. If I still have a daughter, she must be This child will not marry." Hong Yuanshi's eyes sparkled and her voice rose unknowingly.
She is an extremely stubborn woman, and she almost became an old lady just to marry a Jinshi.
"Shhh, keep your voice down, are you afraid that others won't hear you?" Hong Tianxi made a shushing gesture and said displeasedly, "I heard that the official's only daughter, Princess Ruiguo, will not marry unless she is a little saint."
Hong Yuanshi nodded and said in a very pertinent tone: "I feel that Princess Rui's choice is right. When you marry, you must marry a man who can stand upright, be both civil and military, and can do great things."
"Princess Rui is only young. She is not yet thirteen years old. How can she understand the truth." After hearing his wife's words, Hong Tianxi couldn't help but fall into thinking, and then retorted.
"The princess is young, I admit it." Hong Yuanshi looked at Hong Tianxi, changed the subject, and gave him a blessed salute, "Congratulations to the officer, your success in assassinating Qin Hui, a great traitor, will definitely go down in history."
Hearing this, Hong Tianxi couldn't help stroking his beard and smiling. This was the proud work of his life.
Qin Hui was the prime minister for nineteen years, and he was granted the title of king by adding nine tins, but he was unexpectedly succeeded by Hong Tianxi.
"Thank you, madam." Although Hong Tianxi was proud in his heart, he said modestly: "Where, where. Being a husband is just too close to the responsibility of the censor."
"The little saint does things that are invisible to the elephant." Seeing Hong Tianxi's proud look, Hong Yuanshi continued, "But if the little saint had not done so many things to defeat Qin Hui, would it have been successful with just one attack? "
"The little saint has indeed done a lot." Hong Tianxi thought for a while and immediately retorted, "Qin Hui was the prime minister for nineteen years after all, and he was the leader of the imperial court. Shi Miyuan restored his reputation. It is precisely because of the official I was worried about this matter, and I was hesitant for a while."
"Qin Hui is a hundred years old, and it is true that the tree is big and has deep roots," Hong Yuanshi nodded, "but this time the little saint uprooted Qin Hui and threw him into the eighteenth level of hell, where he will never be able to recover."
"Madam," Hong Tianxi felt unhappy when he heard that Madam didn't mention him, "We need to join forces."
"The official did play. This is a fact. The little saint is like Cuju. After everything is done, the official just shoots at Feng Liuyan." Hong Yuanshi used Cuju to compare what the two did. .
Hong Tianxi thought for a while and had to admit this: "Madam, what you said makes sense."
"Save the lives of the people when they are hanging upside down, and support the buildings when they are about to collapse." Seeing Hong Tianxi's admission, Hong Yuanshi did not stop, but said loudly, "If you don't corrupt or bribe, you can still give your people a good life by relying on your own abilities. In the world of Datong, this is the real Qingliu, Daqingliu in capital letters. Officials are also Qingliu, but the pattern is smaller, just Xiaoqingliu."
Hearing Hong Yuanshi's words, Hong Tianxi blushed.
He regarded himself as a noble person, thinking that he was the clear stream among the clear streams, and regarded himself as an iron-faced censor.
Although he admitted that Zhao Ping was talented, there were still workshops, soldiers and horses, merchants and philistines, and a martial arts atmosphere. In short, it was too complicated.
He believes that the real Qingliu is one who is willing to be poor, adheres to the moral bottom line of a gentleman, devotes himself to being an official, and dedicates himself to the Song Dynasty, cleaning up all corrupt officials, and clearing out all turbid currents.
Although Zhao Ping is known as a little saint, he is not willing to be poor, and he also has his own troops.
Therefore, if Zhao Ping is considered a clear stream, it can only be regarded as an impure clear stream.
But now his wife's words were like enlightenment, making him stunned.
He had no idea that his wife had such a high opinion of Zhao Ping. He was at a loss and murmured in his mouth: "Little Qingliu? Daqingliu?"
"The official has actually done a good job. He has already gained the reputation of being an iron-faced censor. This person is already the ultimate minister." Seeing Hong Tianxi's confused look, Hong Yuanshi felt that his words were a bit too harsh and hurriedly comforted him. .
Hong Tianxi thought for a while, and suddenly bowed his hands to Hong Yuanshi: "Madam's words, I was enlightened and made me look good."
"I don't dare, I'm a little girl." Seeing Hong Tianxi's humble and gentlemanly appearance, Hong Yuanshi continued to explain, "Officials don't have appearances, and there are many kinds of Qingliu. Officials have the pure virtues of a gentleman It is a clear stream. Wen Zhenggong worries about the worries of the world first, and rejoices after the happiness of the world. Of course, it is also a clear stream, and the pattern is very large, focusing on the world. Officials think about it, why is the little saint not focusing on the world."
Looking at the world, Hong Tianxi was shocked when he heard this.
Not only is the little saint famous for his talents, he also has a world-famous workshop, and even a workshop that can compete with the barbarians.
Is he focusing on the world or is he preparing to conquer the world? But he couldn't say this, it was too big and not contrary to the Tao.
"Official, are you going to the celebration banquet this time?" Seeing Hong Tianxi deep in thought, Hong Yuanshi reminded, "The guests have been waiting outside for a long time."
"Go, of course." Hong Tianxi blurted out after hearing his wife's reminder.
After saying this, he felt strange. He had always been calm, so why was he so impulsive today?
Could it be that he was really persuaded by his wife?
Could it be that my situation is really too small?
Hong Yuan couldn't help but be overjoyed and saluted him with a blessing: "The official is a wise man."
"Then I went out to reply to them." Hong Tianxi smiled bitterly in his heart. If I didn't go, wouldn't it be smart for me not to go, but he answered like this.
"Wait a minute." Hong Yuanshi said to Hong Tianxi, "Sir, Sanlang's heart is towards the National Protectorate Society. Don't you want him to see it?"
"Since when did Sanlang fall in love with Huguoshe? Why didn't I know about it?" Hong Tianxi looked puzzled and stared at Hong Yuanshi.
Hong Yuanshi glanced at Hong Tianxi complainingly and said in a faint tone: "Officials only care about Sanlang when they are only on duty in the court! Sanlang saw what the National Protectorate Society did and wished he could join it and become a member of the imperial students. It’s a pity that I’m old.”
"Since Sanlang likes the National Protection Society so much, then follow me and increase your knowledge." Hong Tianxi thought for a while and finally agreed.
When Hong Yuanshi heard that Hong Tianxi had agreed, she couldn't help but be overjoyed. She arranged her clothes, hesitated, and then said: "Official, you are taking Sanlang with you, not only to increase his knowledge, but also to make him make friends with the little saint's subordinates. "
"Why did Madam say this?" Hong Tianxi's eyes widened and he didn't understand the reason for Hong Yuanshi's words.
Hong Yuanshi had a dark look on his face at this time and shook his head: "Every time Sanlang takes the imperial examination, there is a big gap between him and the Jinshi. There is little hope in the imperial examination."
"Sanlang is still young now. Didn't he say that he was a Jinshi at the age of fifty?" Although Hong Tianxi felt uncomfortable, he still comforted Hong Yuanshi.
Hong Yuanshi pointed her finger on Hong Tianxi's forehead and said angrily: "Guardian, haven't you thought about Sanlang?"
"It's not that I didn't consider it, but Erlang has already taken up his fellow Jinshi quota, so it's impossible for Sanlang." Hong Tianxi thought for a while, feeling dark in his heart, and then mustered up his courage, "After all, Sanlang is young and has many opportunities."
"Official, there is an opportunity before you, why don't you seize it?" Hong Yuanshi nodded Hong Tianxi's forehead again and said angrily.
Hearing this, Hong Tianxi felt even more confused. He grabbed Hong Yuanshi's evil finger and couldn't help asking: "Where is the opportunity?"
"Official, the little saint needs a lot of talents. Isn't this an opportunity or something?" Hong Yuanshi took his fingers out of Hong Tianxi's hands, tapped his forehead again, and rolled his eyes at him.
"A gentleman should correct himself first. If I want to expose others, others will definitely expose this matter." Hong Tianxi glared and firmly refused: "I am an upright Qingliu and an upright censor, how can I commit adultery? Something illegal?"
Now, Hong Tianxi finally understood why his wife wanted him, Saburo, to go to the celebration banquet.
"What is the matter of committing adultery and violating the law? The official's words are wrong." Hong Yuanshi put his finger on Hong Tianxi's forehead again and replied proudly, "My family's third son has also been elected for three times. What's the difference?"
"Madam, this is a suspicion of using the back door." Hong Yuanshi tapped her forehead again, Hong Tianxi was a little unhappy and hurriedly reminded her.
"Why go through the back door? The little saint held a scholar meeting for consideration. I don't believe that Sanlang failed them." Hong Yuanshi retorted plausibly.
Hong Tianxi thought for a while and nodded: "If you pass the scholar examination, of course there will be no problem."
"Does the official agree?" Hong Yuanshi couldn't help but be overjoyed, looking at Hong Tianxi and asked.
Hong Tianxi nodded, but he didn't expect that he would be persuaded by his wife.
Mei Shou and Liu Quan waited outside for at least half a stick of incense, and both of them almost gave up.
But unexpectedly, Hong Tianxi smiled: "I am willing to attend the banquet, but I have one more request."
"But it doesn't matter." Mei Shou couldn't help but be overjoyed. He immediately agreed regardless of the other party's request.
They had thought that they would not be able to invite this great god, but they did not expect that there would be a sudden turn of events, so there was no reason not to agree.
Hong Tianxi felt a little embarrassed, but his wife's words seemed to be in his ears.
He looked at the two of them and said with a smile: "My Sanlang likes the National Guard Society and wants to see it. Is that okay?"
"I wish you all the best." Mei Shou couldn't help but be overjoyed and agreed immediately.
As if he was afraid that he would force Saburo in, Hong Tianxi looked at the two of them, smiled, and added: "My Saburo is not a vulgar martial artist, but a three-time official."
"It turns out that Saburo is a great talent. I was just thinking of communicating." Mei Shou was even happier and felt more relieved.
But Liu Quan seemed to hear something and couldn't help exchanging glances with Mei Shou.
When Mei Shou saw Liu Quan's eyes, he suddenly understood, as if he understood something.
When Hong Tianxi came to the banquet, Mou Zicai did not refuse at all and readily agreed immediately.
But Mou Zicai did not expect that Hong Tianxi asked: "Cunsou, what do you think of the little sage?" Mobile users watch Zongheng Late Song Dynasty, please browse for a better user experience.
