"...How many articles did you say you wrote?" Prince Jiang Huaiqian's hand holding the tea cup trembled, and the crisp sound made when the tea lid fell back was very much like the surprise that arose in his heart.
"Back to Your Highness, Sheng Xiu has written three articles."
"..." Jiang Huaiqian didn't know what to say. He scratched his eyebrows unconsciously and couldn't think of where to start for a long time.
You said that if he submitted them one by one, he could also type them back one by one.
But he actually handed in three articles at the same time. Including the previous three articles, there were six articles in total. It would be inappropriate to find a reason to send back... Tsk, tsk, I don't know who has the brains to come up with the idea, but it makes him uncomfortable. Move again.
The previous arrangement was just to justify his vacation. After all, his cousin is so lazy. There are only reasons for taking leave that you can't think of, and there are no excuses that he can't find! He was so excited to see it! Why? ! Shouldn’t the ministers share the worries of the king? How can you live a more leisurely life than retirement?
Jiang Huaiqian didn't want to give his cousin a long vacation like this. Whether the vacation is long or not is not a problem. After all, his cousin's sitting in this position is no different from tailor-made. Whether he takes a vacation or works does not have any impact on the court. .
He just didn't want him to win the holiday so easily, which made him feel like he was shooting himself in the foot, losing his wife and losing his troops.
"Sheng Xiu writes so quickly, so...how is the quality of the script?"
Jiang Huaiqian felt that he could still struggle.
"The chief officer Sheng Xiuzhuan asked me to hand over the script, and it's up to you to decide what to say."
"..." Jiang Huaiqian understood. There was no way he could go wrong!
Also, the previous three scripts were very good. He was just nitpicking and trying his best to find the shortcomings.
Jiang Huaiqian took the script and glanced through it. He felt that these three scripts were improved, so he couldn't help reading them again carefully.
The first script easily aroused his dissatisfaction, and these resentful emotions were released after the protagonist's wit resolved it. But after he laughed, he couldn't help but think about the foreshadowing laid in the script at the beginning, worrying about the plot and the protagonist. Until the next twist, he was both surprised and satisfied.
The style of the second play was different again. The whole story was full of humor and joy. The playful sentences and the uplifting mood of joy in suffering made him pick it up and never put it down. He just felt that after reading it, he felt completely refreshed. Comfortable.
The third script had a sense of restraint first and then improvement. At the beginning of the play, he felt aggrieved and angry, so much so that he almost felt rebellious. Especially when he saw the protagonist dreaming of a tragic end, he felt That’s called venting your anger! He actually wanted to praise their nephew for a job well done!
Later, the protagonist and his wife woke up and left the village to go to the city. Although it was still not easy after that, various adventures made their lives gradually improve, but he always wanted to see the regrets of the villains.
Jiang Huaiqian felt that when it came to which of the three scripts he liked best, it was not the second one that was humorous and light-hearted throughout, but the one that aroused his emotions the most intensely, especially the ending that greatly satisfied his desire for a slap in the face.
An hour later, Jiang Huaiqian, who was satisfied with reading the script, was stunned.
This, this, this...how can he embarrass his cousin!
Such a beautiful book makes my cousin's chief officer embarrassed. If he withholds it again, wouldn't it appear that he is not generous?
More importantly, if this book was withheld, how could he arrange for the troupe to arrange it?
"Well, if such a good book is passed, doesn't it mean that there is a reason for the three previous books to be rejected, and he is not alone!" Jiang Huaiqian thought about it, nodded, and made plans for a holiday, "Two A month's vacation sounds like a lot, but what if it's divided into batches? A dozen times is not too much, right?"
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In the evening, Sheng Xiangxun proudly whispered to Mrs. Zheng: "Aren't you smart? Huh! You think you can hide from me by borrowing someone else's mouth? That person is just petty! That's what happens when you beat a child! He's not as smart as a needle nose." My son is old! I didn’t offend him, and His Majesty gave me permission to take the holidays, but he made him jealous. He found reasons to deprive me of my holidays, which was too much! He is already old. If I were a child, I would have to go to my aunt to cry and see him. Don’t get scolded!”
Zheng: "..."
Okay, to be able to say this, it’s not that big!
"My husband is indeed wise."
Although she complained in her heart, Zheng still wanted to support her.
Mr. Sheng, who was praised, had the same pride on his face as his little daughter: "Do you think I'm stupid! Using opera to educate the world? Don't be kidding me! My husband, district chief, parents and officials can't teach me well, and I still want to rely on it to educate people." How can people repent and cooperate after just a few plays? What a dream! If that's the case, why do we still have a law enforcement agency? Maybe there are people who can do this, but I can't do it."
"Isn't that the truth?" In the tent, Ms. Zheng nodded while leaning on the pillow, "If you can't teach me well from the books of sages and sages who have read them hundreds of times, how can you expect to be educated by the scripts of plays that you have read once?"
"That's right!" Seeing Zheng's sincere words of approval for him, Sheng Xiangxun clapped his hands on his thigh happily, "At that time, I was thinking, why don't I want the vacation that was given to me for free? He, the prince, can't be so shameless and embarrass him again and again, right? ? Okay, you gave me a hard time two or three times, but you can still give me a hard time five or six times? Just take your time! As long as you don’t give up, you can always get your vacation!"
Zheng looked at him curiously: "So this time, the three scripts were sent together to make it difficult for that person?"
"..." Sheng Xiangxun blinked and thought for a moment, feeling that he probably didn't think so at the time. He shook his head sincerely, "It's not a coincidence. Sister Yuan has thought of these books, which greatly inspired me. To be honest, the script she talked about didn't sound very outstanding at first, but there were a few bright spots in it that were really novel.
It was also because of the surge of inspiration that I wrote these three books in just two days! I was happy working together at the time, but after I finished writing, I just felt exhausted and weak.
Because I'm too lazy to hand them in separately, I might as well hand them all in and let him see if they're good or not! Seeing as he saw such an interesting script, he was too embarrassed to call me back! "
Zheng thought to herself that it was probably a coincidence that the three good scripts were very attractive, so she let the man go.
"It's just a pity. How great would it be if we could take the two-month vacation together? I wonder how comfortable it would be!" Sheng Xiangxun shook his head and couldn't help but murmured that a certain man was stingy.
He said it happily, but Mrs. Zheng couldn't agree with it, and she was afraid that he would be too arrogant, so she talked about her little daughter: "How do you think her little head grew? She told me three ideas in a row!"
"Isn't it smart? I see that she has been reading county annals and anecdotes recently. I think this is all based on her previous readings... How can you say that a scholar can know the world without leaving home? That's the truth!" Sheng Xiangxun waved his hands indifferently, thinking that his daughter was fine no matter what.
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