Zhang Xiu then took a step back, frowned, and looked up and down at the Huaiyang magistrate who was supposed to uphold the law but knew it was against the law.
Before he could speak, Chen Yuming continued:
"The little girl from the Mo family came to Huaiyang. It's really not easy to find a husband after traveling thousands of miles. It's really sad and touching. I'm deeply moved. I feel that girl Mo should not be made to suffer from lovesickness."
"The magistrate has worked hard to govern Huaiyang and has made great achievements. Small gifts from the younger generation are not respectful."
Zhang Xiuran's face was full of sincerity, and he respectfully presented the thirty thousand taels of silver notes with both hands.
"Not bad, not bad, I can teach you. Since you are so sensible, I will give you another thirty thousand taels. I like the number six very much!"
Chen Yuming took the 30,000 taels of silver notes into his hand at lightning speed, with a kind smile on his face.
Zhang Xiuran gritted his teeth and forced out a stiff smile: "Junior will send it to your house later!"
His "sensible and well-behaved" appearance made Chen Yuming smile even more.
He reached out and patted Chen Yuming's shoulder and said affectionately:
"Good boy, really good boy. From now on, you and I will be like uncle and nephew. You bring money tonight, uncle, and I will ask your aunt to cook you some specialties. We, uncle and nephew, can have a good drink. By the way, There is no good wine in my uncle's house, please get some."
Zhang Xiuran, whose face was full of bitterness, gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, my nephew will definitely come to the door tonight with some good wine and make trouble."
"Okay, everything is fine here. You can go back and rest."
With a wave of his official sleeve, Chen Yuming, who was also a guest, directly issued an eviction order.
"Uncle is busy, nephew please leave!"
Zhang Xiuran, who gritted his teeth and could only swallow it in his stomach, swallowed his hand and turned around to leave.
Hahahahaha!
The hearty and wanton laughter turned Zhang Xiuran's face into the bottom of a pot.
When he walked to the quiet room door.
Qi Heng stepped forward quickly, put his hands on his waist, and asked aloud:
"Sir, did Magistrate Chen bully you?"
Zhang Xiuran, with a dark face, looked up at Qi Fang, curled his lips, leaned pitifully on Qi Heng's strong chest, and said with great sorrow:
"Heng, that guy with a human face and an animal heart bullied me and cheated me of 60,000 taels of silver. Master, I feel very uncomfortable."
As he spoke, Zhang Xiuran raised his fist and beat his chest.
Qi Heng, whose expression became grim, raised his steps to find Chen Yuming to vent his anger on his young master.
A hand grabbed Qi Heng's back clothes very quickly. When Qi Heng turned his head, he saw his young master shaking his head in fear.
"Don't go, he brought Miss Mo out!"
Upon hearing this, Qi Heng immediately stood still and said extremely seriously: "Master, will the 60,000 silver be missing? How about you not add another 40,000 taels to make it perfect?"
Zhang Xiuran:...
Quiet room.
Xie Qian, who rushed in with a worried look on his face, raised his hand tremblingly and held Ye Qing's left hand in his hand.
Looking at the chest and abdomen covered with gold sore medicine, the Yingchuan scholar felt so distressed that he almost shed tears.
"You damn dog official, you actually killed everyone in our Shenqi literary world. This bastard Chen Yuming can't control me. After I go to Beijing, I will find a group of disciples and remove him from office!"
Listening to Xie Qian's caring words, Ye Qing was moved, and then he sighed deeply.
Literary men look down upon each other!
Not to mention low-level officials.
For a ninth-grade bad captain, the great scholar said that dismissing him from office was as easy and natural as eating and drinking.
Similarly, Ye Qing became more determined to seize the water source that Zhang Xiuran brought to him.
Ye Qing pretended to be weak and said gratefully: "Thanks to Mr. Xie for saving me this time, I am very grateful."
"When this junior recovers from his injuries, I will definitely pay him a visit."
"Don't worry, if you want to thank me, just thank Mr. Zhang. Now it's business for you to recover from your injuries." Xie Qian waved his hands quickly, and then said regretfully: "But I will go to Kyoto in the near future, and I want to have a drink with you and discuss poetry. , studying calligraphy will have to be postponed.”
Before Ye Qing could speak, Mr. Xie's eyes lit up and he said, "Ye Qing, how about you go to Kyoto with me?"
"Your injury is quite serious. The gentle waterway will not affect your injury. Moreover, when we arrive in Kyoto, I am familiar with an imperial doctor who can be invited to treat your injuries."
Heading to Kyoto?
Ye Qing declined without hesitation:
"Thank you for your kindness, I appreciate it."
"I still have a young sister at home who needs to be taken care of, and I have been seasick since I was a child, so I can't go north with Xie Lao."
"After I have settled down, I will go to Kyoto to visit Mr. Xie to express my gratitude."
A look of disappointment appeared unabashedly on Xie Qian's face. He sighed, and then said with concern: "That's really a pity."
"But you don't have to go to Kyoto. I'm going north this time for spring. I guess I'll be back in mid-summer."
"By the time……"
As he was talking, Xie Qian suddenly felt something in his heart. He looked at the weak Ye Qing, his mouth opening and closing again, his face full of embarrassment.
Ye Qing, who had a clear mind, asked thoughtfully: "Mr. Xie, what's wrong?"
"Ahem, that's it, that's it." Xie Qian hesitated, took a deep breath, and said sheepishly: "You are injured now and can't write. Can you write a poem about spring?"
He knew that this was an unkind invitation, but Xie Qian was really curious about Ye Qing's poetic talent.
The one who exposed him was definitely a flash of inspiration, something he got by chance.
But no matter how talented Ye Qing was as a poet, he definitely couldn't have written those thin and strong characters with a sudden inspiration.
It depends on whether Ye Qing is an all-rounder of poetry and calligraphy, or a master of calligraphy in his own right.
However, Xie Qian also knew that it was inappropriate for him to make such a request at this time, so he quickly added:
"What, writing poetry is not important. You are injured now, and recovering from your injuries is the most important thing."
After knowing Xie Qian's request, Ye Qing, who wanted to hug his thigh, would naturally not refuse.
Participate in Chunwei for the sake of becoming the top scorer in high school.
Of course, Ye Qing had poems about science and technology high schools in his mind, and he could pick them up at his fingertips.
However, I am still injured and reciting poems directly would be too shocking, even if I am not injured, I cannot do it.
He needs Xie Qian's favor and attention, but he also needs to behave normally and be better than other talented people.
Otherwise, Xie Qian would go around and preach that he was a cheap man who could crush all talented people and be arbitrary for all eternity.
Well, I don’t know how many small-minded men like Dan Dan will jump out to see him displeased and want to destroy him.
Any tree that is beautiful in the forest will be destroyed by the wind!
Zhang Xiuran ran from Kyoto to Huaiyang.
What's more, he is just a little ant.
However, you can't agree immediately now, you have to play hard to get.
According to the tricks of those scumbag men in the past life, when facing girls who take the initiative, let them dry out first, let them reduce their expectations, and then give them hope. This can double the girl's happiness.
According to the tricks of those scumbag female sea queens in the previous life, if you wait for a while in front of the licking dog, then when you reply to the message, the licking dog will jump up with joy.
After all, they all have to be left to dry.
As expected, Xie Qian saw that Ye Qing had been silent and thinking about poems. After waiting for a while, Ye Qing had not yet spoken, and his eyes were somewhat lost, so he spoke:
"Don't think about poetry. You need to calm down and rest your mind now. We'll talk about it later when you feel better."
As soon as he finished speaking, Xie Qian was about to get up and not disturb Ye Qing's rest anymore.
“Mr.
"Really? Don't force it! Your body is important!"
Surprise appeared in Xie Qian's eyes, but he frowned and warned.
However, he couldn't help but grabbed Ye Qing's hand again. The huge grip that made Ye Qing's mouth twitch, directly exposed his innermost feelings!
