"Congratulations to Li Huaijin, congratulations to Li Huaijin!"
Before they even arrived in front of the thatched cottage, Song Ding, the fat Yamen official, had already shouted loudly.
This sounds festive.
Li Suijiu had a question mark on his forehead.
When the two government officials arrived at the door of the thatched cottage, they asked, "You two officials, where does the joy come from?"
"What do you call me? You really look raw!" Song Ding replied angrily, looking like an abandoned little resentful woman.
But soon the resentment turned into a joyful smile: "I am a few years older than Li Huaijin. If Huaijin doesn't mind, call me brother, and I will call you Huaijin, okay?"
The expression management on this face is really top-notch.
He is worthy of being an official official who hangs around in the yamen.
However, Li Suijiu felt that maybe this guy drank from a fake bar?
So early in the morning, you were so busy that you came to the door of our hospital to get close to you?
Although he was a little speechless, Mr. Li also had extraordinary acting skills, so he also had a look of joy on his face: "Brother Song is so polite, how dare Huai Jin do it?"
"Haha, you deserve it!" Song Ding was even higher.
At this time, another thin yamen officer also spoke: "Huai Jin is a great talent. We both feel that we are a perfect match. If Huai Jin doesn't mind, you can call me Brother Zhang."
"In this case, Huai Jin was disrespectful." Li Suijiu borrowed the donkey from the slope, and then asked again: "I just don't know what my brother means by 'great talent'?"
"Huaijin is so humble, why should he ask questions knowingly?" Both of them were smiling.
"This...please ask the two brothers to tell each other."
"Three years of studying hard and staying behind closed doors. Now a piece of "Nie Xiaoqian" has made all the talented people in Yinhua feel inferior. We all can see Huaijin's perseverance and patience. He can't be called a great talent. Huh?"
"..." Li Suijiu.
grass!
What the hell? !
"Why didn't Huaijin say anything?"
"To be honest with my two brothers, this "Nie Xiaoqian" is indeed my work. However, I have only shown it to Ji Qingzhu of Fu Shan Zhang. I don't know how my two brothers knew it?"
"It was the Master Ji of Fu Shan Zhang who sent someone to find Mr. Fu Zun last night and gave Huai Jin's "Nie Xiaoqian" to Mr. Fu Zun for tasting!"
After Song Ding finished speaking, he added: "After reading it, Lord Fu was so impressed on the spot that he said that Huaijin had been silent for three years and was a blockbuster!"
Seeing that Li Suijiu was still silent, Zhang Jia continued: "Speaking of this Zhiyi, my brothers and I took the master of Fushan to print it. Now it has been distributed in dozens of teahouses in Yinhua Mansion. The whole city knows it!”
"That's right." Song Ding nodded and explained his purpose: "We and I are here for this purpose. We specially congratulate Huai Jin for writing such a unique article."
"..."
It's Ji Qingzhu!
Li Suijiu finally understood.
However, he really didn't expect that Ji Qingzhu would print the story of "Nie Xiaoqian" overnight and then spread it all over the teahouses of Yinhua Mansion?
This is too much fun!
Although, when he wrote "Nie Xiaoqian", he really wanted to become famous in the silver palace with this story, and earn some money to support his family.
But this moment is one moment, and that moment is another moment.
If he hadn't seen Qian'er, when he learned about this, he would definitely have patted Ji Qingzhu's chest vigorously and said: "Shopkeeper, you did a great job. You really are a city savvy!"
But now, things are obviously not that simple.
Even though he knew Nie Xiaoqian was in the thatched cottage, he still insisted on using the name "Nie Xiaoqian". Li Suijiu had already guessed Ji Qingzhu's thoughts.
So, he turned his attention to Bi Twelve next to him: "Is this the 'snow falling full of silver' that Brother Bi just mentioned?"
"Hehe." Bi Twelve grinned: "I thought the snow falling all over the silver was scattering paper all over the city, but I didn't expect it was just scattered on the teahouse, which made me wait here for so long."
"Thank you for your hard work, brother Bi." Li Suijiu also smiled back.
Bi Twelve naturally saw the "deep meaning" in Li Xiucai's smile.
And this profound meaning...
It was exactly what he wanted to see after waiting all night!
Although it came a little late, the effect was unexpectedly good.
In this way, the cool breeze this night was not in vain.
Bi Twelve was in a good mood, and even hummed a tune: "I can only sigh, spring flowers and autumn moon, missing each other... When I wake up from the dream, the flowers are falling, and I don't know when the person in the dream will return..."
These were exactly the words that Li Suijiu chanted last night.
Now, it has been compiled into a tune by Bi Twelve and sung.
Yeah, it rhymes pretty well.
Song Ding and Zhang Jia's eyes immediately lit up: "The tone of the word that Brother Bi hummed is elegant and sad, but I have never heard it before. I wonder where the tone of this word comes from?"
"Hey, to be honest with you two, this poem was also written by Li Huaijin." After Bi Twelve finished speaking, he added: "Now the people in Yinhua Mansion only think that Li Huaijin can write strange stories, but they don't know that Li Huaijin is also good at writing lyrics. ah."
"It was actually Huaijin who did it again?" Song Ding was astonished: "My brother is a great talent!"
"Huai Jin deserves to be the youngest head of the case in Yinhua Mansion. We brothers are really high up!" Zhang Jia heard this and immediately started to flatter him.
Li Suijiu remained silent.
He just walked straight towards the kitchen.
After a while, a bright woodcutter appeared in his hand.
Bi Twelve was shocked and immediately said: "Oh, it's nothing, I'll leave."
"Brother Bi, are you leaving after breakfast?" Li Suijiu chased after him.
"No, no, the shopkeeper said I only need to wait until the snow falls, and then I can leave." Bi Twelve didn't even look back, he ran as fast as a thief, and disappeared in a flash.
Song Ding and Zhang Jia looked at this scene and were somewhat confused: "Brother Bi is such a cool man, why did Huaijin chase after him with a knife?"
"You two brothers misunderstood. I just want to get some firewood and make some breakfast for Brother Bi." Li Suijiu put away the woodcutter again.
"That's it." The two of them suddenly realized.
Then, Song Ding took out the invitation he had prepared.
I saw gold characters framed on it and a red seal. It was obvious that this invitation was of great importance.
After Song Ding took out the invitation, he handed it to Li Suijiu respectfully: "Your Excellency, the Lord of the Palace, wants to hold a [Argument Conference] tonight by the Luoxia River. We and I are here to invite you. I hope Huaijin will appreciate you!"
"The [Argument Conference] organized by Master Yang himself?"
"Yes!" Song Ding nodded, and then said: "Because time is a little tight, the two of us went out of our way to invite famous talents in Yinhua Mansion to participate. However, Huaijin's invitation, But this is my only one. My brother will have a bright future in the future, so don’t forget me and my brothers."
"Brothers, we were joking." Li Suijiu took the invitation respectfully.
Song Ding and Zhang Jia were relieved when they saw that Li Suijiu took the invitation without saying anything, "I won't go because I feel unwell."
So, the two asked Li Suijiu to resign.
"I originally wanted to chat with Huai Jin for a few more words, but when I arrived, I received an urgent report that Cui Wu had just hanged himself in the house again. I had to rush to check, so I didn't delay Huai Jin. Jin is making breakfast."
"Brother said... Cui Wu hanged himself?"
"Yes, Zhao Si hanged himself at home two days ago. We took Cui Wu to the Yamen to ask questions, but we didn't bother him. I don't know why he hanged himself today. We guessed that it was probably because of gambling debts. I can't live anymore, oh, what's so bad about it, why do I have to get into gambling?"
"..." Li Suijiu.
If he guessed correctly, this Cui Wu was the "young man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks" who was in front of Zhao Si's door that day and said that Zhao Si wanted to treat him to fish.
Zhao Si hanged himself the day before yesterday.
Cui Wu hanged himself today.
If we push it forward one day...
Man, I was hanging myself!
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