Zheng Xiong didn't take Wu Busi's allegiance seriously. If he had a character with no connections and no abilities, he wouldn't be able to make it into the officialdom.
Zheng Xiong only benefited from the information explosion and made achievements in the pharmacy. Otherwise, with Zheng Xiong's temperament, he would have no hope of getting ahead.
Wu Busi was chosen just because although Wu Busi's character is not lovable, he has his own persistence, which is enough.
"Well, you don't have anything else to do. Just arrange the ceremonies and celebrations assigned by the Etiquette Department. Everyone in the Jiaofang Division, whether they are out or inside, adhere to the principle of performing arts and not selling themselves. Do you understand. "
"Your Majesty understands. Please rest assured. Jiaofang Secretary, please feel free to leave it to your Majesty's protection."
After explaining Wu Busi, Zheng Xiong looked at Yingying Yanyan in front of him.
"I'm going on a long trip, so you don't have to be sad. I've composed a new song and I miss you. Just play it."
Just now, I wanted to thank Zheng Xiong, but now as soon as Zheng Xiong's words came out, there was an instant silence.
It doesn’t matter if you don’t want this song, think about the few songs Zheng Xiong has made, they are heart-wrenching songs, and the latest “Wandering Child” is even more heart-wrenching.
Many people feel the same way.
The ladies in the Jiaofang Division kept silent and looked sad. This Zheng Xiong seemed to be a good official, but there were not many good things about him.
"Why are you all grimacing? I won't teach you how to sing today. I'll pick out a few people and give you two songs."
"Fireflies and You" and "Windy Hill", Zheng Xiong gave the tune, and then Si Yue performed.
An incompetent person can't be the leader of the Jiaofang Division. The left and right officials, Sun Busan and Wu Busi, already had their drafts in mind after listening to Zheng Xiong's humming.
Then I tried playing and singing by myself, and got Zheng Xiong’s approval. It’s pure Chinese style, there are many instruments, and there are many substitutes. Pure Chinese style sounds good too.
Zheng Xiong corrected several mistakes based on the memory in his mind, and then Sun Busan and Wu Busi called in different musicians to perform. According to the different instruments, the best ones were selected.
Soon two pieces of music came out, and the girls from Jiaofangsi started playing, which was a healing wind. Of course, the girls felt healed after listening to it, as if they had received a kind of spiritual cleansing.
There is a feeling of intoxication, and the meaning is not yet exhausted.
Zheng Xiong was not too happy with the performance, so he called in Shao Wu from left and right, Feng Ba and Chen Shiyi to choreograph on the spot.
With the blessing of the young lady's dancing, Zheng Xiong enjoyed watching and was quite satisfied with listening.
As he became more proficient, Zheng Xiong listened to it one last time before getting up and preparing to leave.
"Okay, let's all disperse. We have a long way to go, see you later."
The birth of two pieces of healing pure music changed the impression Zheng Xiong had on Jiaofangsi.
Not handsome, but quite talented.
When he's annoying, he's really annoying. When he's serious, he's like a different person, which is unpredictable.
In short, although the Yingying Yanyan of the Jiaofang Division did not see much of Zheng Xiong, they left a deep impression on the hearts of the girls.
The girls, with complicated emotions, watched Zheng Xiong leave in silence until Zheng Xiong's figure disappeared from their eyes.
The hearts of the women felt as if they were lost.
Slowly, someone started playing the music Zheng Xiong had just taught, as if they were saying goodbye to Zheng Xiong.
"Goodbye, may you be safe, sir."
Walking to the door of Jiaofangsi, Kong Wuyouli saluted respectfully.
Looking at the two people, Zheng Xiong remembered the promise he had made. He was about to leave, so he fulfilled his promise and turned around to talk to Sun Busan and Wu Busi who were following them.
"You two are quite conscientious. Wu Busi, please remember to give them a salary increase. Forget it, let me do it. What is your current salary?"
Zheng Xiong asked, and Kong Wu Youli said quickly.
"If I go back to withdraw it, the younger one will get four hundred coins, which is the same for both of us."
"Then let's increase it to 600 cents. You are the face of the Jiaofang Division. Do your job well and don't let people in at will."
"Please follow Ti Ling's instructions."
The two were very happy that their wages had been increased, and Wu Busi immediately expressed his position to ensure that their wages would not be affected in any way.
After settling the historical issues between the two of them, Zheng Xiong finally finished explaining his affairs.
After returning home, Zheng Xiong called his two brothers to gather together. He was usually busy teaching and ignored his two brothers.
After this period of experience, the two of them have become somewhat like small bosses, and they are also dressed decently.
As a friend, just help when you are in trouble. Helping too much will deteriorate the friendship and become a matter of course.
As the saying goes: when you win a favor, you lose a favor. Don't borrow money from poverty.
Friendships between friends should not involve too much money. Just borrowing and borrowing is enough, and there is no need to be friends.
A true friend is someone who can help you when you are in trouble.
The family, plus Zheng Xiong's two brothers, had outsiders. Women had no chance to serve at the table, and there were only men at the table.
Zheng Xiong's two brothers and his two younger brothers, plus his father Zheng Qi, there was still some room at the table for the six of them.
Recalling the past and looking back on the present, I cried while eating.
"Brother, please take care of yourself. Don't rush forward if nothing happens. Staying at the back with peace of mind is the right way."
"Yes, brother, it is safer in the rear. There are too many surprises when the two armies are fighting."
"Xiong'er, your two brothers are right. Swords have no eyes. You must protect yourself. You haven't married yet."
They were all words of concern. Even though Zheng Qi was talking about something cliche, Zheng Xiong didn't say much, he just said yes.
"Dad, second and third brothers, don't worry. It will be fine if you follow Wei Guogong. My son's trip with the army is basically just for fun. There will be no danger."
"That's what I said, but Duke Wei has a lot of affairs and it's impossible for him to take care of you. You have to be careful and come back to me in one piece. When the time comes to carry on the family line, your father will have something to worry about. "
"My child knows this and will definitely remember it in his heart."
There are some things that it is useless to say more, because there is a generation gap, so ending the topic quickly is the right way.
"Speaking of Wei Guogong, we don't know much, but Wei Guogong is victorious in every battle. As long as you are careful, the second son should be in no danger."
At this point in the conversation, Zheng Hu also took up the conversation.
The atmosphere was heightened to this point. Regardless of whether there were any matters that needed attention, several people still talked about their respective understandings surrounding Zheng Xiong's safety.
After all, Zheng Xiong's achievements are here. He is poor in the busy city and no one cares about him, and rich in the mountains with distant relatives. Zheng Xiong deserves to be at the center of the topic.
Everyone gets drunk even if they are not drunk. Although he did not drink, Zheng Xiong was still drunk and disliked their nagging.
I just want to end this meaningless topic as soon as possible.
"Dad, eldest brother, youngest, and second and third brothers, I'm a little drunk. You drink it first, and I'll sober up."
Several people had questions on their faces, but Zuitang was quite new.
Seeing through it without saying anything, several people still cared about Zheng Xiong, even though they knew that Zheng Xiong's excuse was lame.
Status determines the right to speak. Once you achieve success, no matter whether what you say is right or wrong, your status in their eyes will always be right.
"You have to rest quickly, Zuitang. You have to get up early tomorrow. Brother, just go and rest quickly and don't worry about us."
(End of chapter)
