After hearing Liang Shicheng's words, Yang Jian nodded subconsciously, then shook his head slowly and slowly.
As Guan Jia's closest comrade-in-arms, Yang Jian, who had been a confidant since Guan Jia was still King Duan, at least guessed what Guan Jia was thinking.
After all, it's not just because this is what Gao Zhang's boy Cewen did.
The official seemed to want to take matters into his own hands, but unfortunately, he underestimated the clever words of his ministers and valued his own patience and perseverance more.
Thinking of this, the corners of Yang Jian's mouth raised slightly. I wanted to step forward to persuade the officials to just leave it to Cai Jing.
But when he thought of Gao Zhang's little brat's status in the eyes of the officials, Yang Jian felt that he had better keep a firm hand first.
At this moment, a eunuch holding two long scrolls quickly came to the house and stood there, looking up and looking inside.
Yang Jian immediately hurried forward to greet him. The sound of rapid footsteps finally woke up Zhao Ji, an official sitting in a daze behind the desk.
"The two articles that the official asked the slaves to frame have already been completed."
Yang Jian took the two long rolls and walked towards Zhao Ji with a smile on his face.
"Take it out quickly and hang it there..."
Zhao Ji suddenly became energetic, glanced around, and placed his big finger on the place where the two paintings and calligraphy were originally hung.
Facing the cooperation between the officials and Yang Jian, the two eunuchs Li Yan and Liang Shicheng were a little confused and did not understand what was going on.
But soon, the two of them saw a strange scene. What caught their eyes was that two "Young Chinese Odes" with exactly the same content and indistinguishable handwriting were hung on the wall by the eunuchs.
"What, what does this mean?" Li Yan was confused and couldn't understand what the official family was doing.
What's the point of hanging two identical articles and admiring them proudly?
The official Zhao Ji was standing with his hands behind his back, happily looking at a copy of "Young Chinese Fu" written by his own hand and written by his beloved disciple Xiao Gao.
Looking at these two calligraphy works of art, which are almost indistinguishable to the naked eye in terms of their attainments in thin gold calligraphy.
He is indeed his beloved disciple. I must have thought that in that night's dream, I don't know how many years had passed before he could train his thin gold body to such a state.
As he was admiring it, out of the corner of his eye, he saw the dull expressions of Li Yan and Liang Shicheng, two confidant eunuchs who had no idea what was going on.
Zhao Ji couldn't help but tilt his mouth and raised his chin in that direction. "Such an expression, but something is scaring you."
"The official family, I think the calligraphy skills of the official family are far superior to those of the predecessors. The slave girl's eyes were straightened when she saw it. It was so shocking..."
Zhao Ji, an official, laughed and raised his fingers to point at the two masterpieces of calligraphy art in front of him.
"In your opinion, are the two pieces of calligraphy in front of you any better?"
"..." Li Yan, who didn't have much education, heard this and shook his head without thinking.
"Please forgive me for my poor eyesight. In my eyes, these two pieces of calligraphy are really indistinguishable."
Hearing what Li Yan said, Yang Jian couldn't help but his eyelids twitched, and he looked at the official family from the corner of his eye.
Seeing that instead of being annoyed at all, the official family had an expression of joyful expression, Yang Jian couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart.
Seeing the officials' cheerful expressions, Li Yan couldn't help but curiously asked his doubts.
"My servant is confused about something. I wonder why the government hangs two identical articles here?"
Zhao Ji heard this question and saw Liang Shicheng, who had been silent, standing beside him and looking at the calligraphy.
"Liang Shicheng, I think you seem to have gained something. Could you please give me a guess? What are my intentions?"
Liang Shicheng, who stood there and stared at Guan Jia's calligraphy for a long time, did not expect that Guan Jia would pay attention to him.
I couldn't help but feel secretly happy that it was finally my chance as a talented eunuch to show off his intelligence.
The official handwriting is quite beautiful, and the official family has always been proud of it.
Just to please the officials, Liang Shicheng, who had been secretly practicing his thin golden body for the officials, remembers it very clearly.
Some time ago, that guy Tong Guan came specifically to ask for words from the officials.
Of course the officials did not refuse and had already written it in advance.
However, it seems that during the imperial examination and the provincial examination, it was transferred to the examiner who presided over the imperial examination, Wu Zhizhong, the Minister of Rites.
So now it seems that I still need to continue to infer?
Of course it was not necessary. Liang Shicheng first saluted the official and then considered it carefully.
"The official family, in my opinion, the reason why the official family copied Xiao Gao Zhuangyuan's good article that will be remembered forever."
"Firstly, the official family loves this poem very much. Secondly, the official family must have intended to give one of these paintings to meritorious ministers..."
Seeing Liang Shicheng chatting in front of the officials, Li Yan, the second eunuch, gradually widened his eyes.
He stared in disbelief at Liang Shicheng, who usually looked very low-key and rarely spoke.
I never expected that the other party would be so smart and analyze things so logically. It seems that I really underestimated Liang Shicheng.
Yang Jian raised his eyebrows and looked sideways.
In his eyes, Liang Shicheng was just a down-to-earth and hard-working young man. Unexpectedly, he would suddenly show his edge today.
After a wave of analysis, Liang Shicheng, who thought he had already made a shining debut in front of officials, still looked honest and low-key.
"...I wonder if what I said is right."
Then, I heard the official's voice with a hint of smile ringing in my ears.
"Although you didn't guess it right, you were able to analyze it clearly and logically, which is rare."
As soon as the official said this, Liang Shicheng, who lowered his head and showed an unknown proud smile, instantly turned to stone.
What do you mean? I have such rigorous reasoning and careful analysis of causes and consequences, but I actually missed the mark?
Doesn't this girl look like someone has prepared toilet paper and untied the waistband of her trousers?
After a lot of effort, he pushed away the competitors, finally got the pit, squatted down and exerted all his strength, but in the end, he was only out of a virtual palace.
With a pop, Liang Shicheng felt as if someone had created a void behind him, it was extremely loud.
A strong feeling of humiliation and anger made Liang Shicheng turn his head subconsciously.
Then he saw Li Yan grinning at him, with a very happy expression on his face. Hold the grass! Hurry!
Although the official Zhao Ji didn't express his joy, he was still amused by Liang Shicheng's serious jokes, which made him feel more and more happy.
Looking at these two "Ode to Young China", I thought of my beloved disciple Xiao Gao, who was young, and showed himself his willingness to work hard for change in the provincial and imperial examinations.
"Yang Jian."
"My slave is here."
"I remember to take a rest tomorrow, so please follow me out of the palace in disguise."
"???"
(End of chapter)
