Immortal of Book and Sword Chapter 13: The Great Master came down from the mountain
A burst of laughter is fleeting, like the violent summer rain, but then it recedes, after the rain, the sky is sunny, and the splendor remains. Chen Guhong smiled faintly and said: "Then wait for the county magistrate and the great master to arrive."
After finished speaking, Chen Guhong stood upright and was very composed.
Wang Song was grateful for Chen Guhong's friendship, but he had to deny that what the classmates in Yuelai Restaurant said that day was right.
They are so young, they don't have a lot of fame, so they don't study hard, but come to participate in some poetry meeting. They are afraid that they will be scolded by the good students when they meet the great master.
Besides, there is still a suspicion of being a thief.
"Guhong, we are a child, it would be no good to meet the great master." Wang Song looked like a little wife who was angry, dejected, and leaned forward in a low voice.
"Yes, it's not good to see officials." Wu Zhengchun also said.
Zheng Chong also nodded.
Suihan Sanyou, like roosters that have lost a fight, are ready to admit their fate.
"I have my own way." Chen Guhong shook his head faintly. Although he was long and standing, the Confucian shirt was floating, seemingly elegant and composed, but the depths of his eyes were awkward.
"Hey."
The three friends didn't know what Chen Guhong could do, but they still had no idea in their hearts. However, seeing Chen Guhong insisting, they could only sigh and wait for the development of things.
Chen Guhong laughed wildly and wildly, like that madman. And obviously it was aimed at Liang Sheng. After Liang Sheng listened, his face sank slightly, gloomy as water.
It's just that he doesn't believe that Chen Guhong can get out of the sky. A thief is a thief.
"Huh."
Liang Sheng let out a cold snort.
was also at this time, Chen Guhong communicated with Gaozhuang in his head.
"Gaozhuang, go and investigate, where is the jade pendant?" Chen Guhong said.
Chen Guhong's mind is in the purple mansion, the palace is full of faults, and the rich and the heaven is paradise. In a side hall, Gao Zhuang sits cross-legged, his chubby figure, and a slight smile, looks like a Maitreya Buddha.
"The lord, don't worry, as long as the jade pendant is still in the villa, I can find it."
Gao Zhuang smiled slightly, and turned into a ghost with blue faces and fangs, and left Chen Guhong’s Purple Mansion. At this moment, all the scholars present felt cold and their pores shrunk.
"It's cold."
There are a few frail scholars who only feel that they are in the winter of October and the sky is full of snow. He couldn't help holding his chest with his hands, shivering.
It’s just that this feeling is only fleeting, so everyone didn’t care, they didn’t know that they were passing by the ghost. Soon after, Gaozhuang returned and flew into Chen Guhong's mind, Zi Mansion, and sat down.
"Master, the jade pendant is under Liang Sheng's bed."
Gaozhuang said.
"What?" Chen Guhong's snack was startled.
"Maybe it was sleeping, or under some circumstances. If you are in a hurry, you think it is your friend who stole it." Gao Zhuang laughed.
"I lost it for a while, but wronged the good guy. What a noble son of a family." Chen Guhong clenched his fists and almost broke his teeth.
"Do you want to say it on the spot?" Gao Zhuang asked.
"No, if I tell you it is in his room. He is afraid that he will still suspect that I secretly returned the jade pendant. After seeing the official, I will care about it myself. Let us retreat."
Chen Guhong said.
"Hmm."
Gao Zhuang nodded, then closed his eyes and began to rest.
outside the villa.
It is already evening at the moment, and the setting sun sets, and the dim sunlight hangs on the mountains, like a thin gold coat, turning the mountains into golden mountains.
There are literati styles from the winding mountain road.
was Ruan Yu, the great master of the Nati Academy. He has a silver-haired shawl, but his face is ruddy and his skin is very well maintained.
wore a Confucian shirt again, with the style of a mountain hermit.
Two of them are slightly behind, one of them is handsome, of medium build, and wears Confucian shirts, but they are not like the great master alpine hermit, but have a vigor and elegance.
This is Chen Yuan, the magistrate of this county.
Another person is middle-aged, handsome in appearance, and wearing a Confucian shirt with a piece of emerald hanging around his waist. The temperament is a bit more expensive than the two.
This is the owner of this villa, Wu Xiude.
Ruan Yu, although Chen Yuan was both a jinshi and an official, his family was not prominent. Unlike the Wu family of Wu Xiude, it has been prominent for hundreds of years, a true nobleman of the family.
"Zong Shi Ruan knows the fate of his life, but he is still walking like flying. It is really good for health and enviable." Wu Xiude said with a smile while walking.
"The so-called health preservation is to eat more fruits and vegetables, eat less fish, move more, and be less annoying. If you do the above points, you will be able to grow stronger when you are sixty years old in the future."
Ruan Yu smiled slightly, showing great Confucianism.
"The world is so annoying, how can it be as leisurely as the great master." Chen Yuan sighed with a bitter face, interjected.
"It seems that the county magistrate Chen Xian has done a lot of work?" Ruan Yu asked with a smile.
"Where can a word of bitterness pour out all the bitter water, a county magistrate, a close-minded official, it is difficult." Chen Yuan shook his head and pours the bitter water.
"Haha, that can't be done. Who calls you a junior. When you get to my age, you can relax." Ruan Yu laughed.
"Hey." Chen Yuan sighed, his face full of sadness.
Wu Xiude smiled slightly, this is the trouble of being an official.
Wu Xiude is forty-two years old this year. He is also well-known as a young man. He is a talented scholar at the age of fifteen, and Juren at the age of twenty. But he didn't test that kind of Jinshi.
Because of the great cause of the Wu family~IndoMTL.com~ There are as many as eight people in the court, and he can be willful.
"But it is the poor who want to be admitted to the scholarship and become an official. I and the children of the family can enjoy comfort and wealth." Wu Xiude was not without contentment in his heart.
Just then, the villa is approaching. At the moment, a heroic slave probed his head at the entrance of the villa, with an anxious expression on his face. After seeing a group of people, my eyes lit up, and I ran over quickly.
"Why is it so rush?" Wu's family has a big family, and the imperial court is quite strict. They are particular about the maidservants and maids. Wu Xiude frowned when he saw that the slave had lost his grace in a hurry.
The hero was taken aback, took a deep breath, and calmed down. Then he bent over and said: "Master, the situation in the village is not good, there is a conflict between scholars."
Wu Xiude furrowed his brows deeply. There are very few conflicts. In previous years, there was no conflict in the Huangshan Poetry Society.
But now, especially this Huangshan Poetry Fair.
You must know that this Huangshan Poetry Fair was deliberately created by Wu Xiude, in order to let Wu Jiajiawei go further. Therefore, Ruan Yu and other senior officials, Chen Yuan and other parents, and even Liang Sheng and Na Shi Miaomiao were all invited by him.
If it is serious, I am afraid that I will put the poem in shame.
Wu Xiude doesn't know how to start the conflict, but he is very disgusted with the people who started the conflict.
"They are all domestic scholars, and conflicts are too much." Ruan Yu and Chen Yuan's brows also frowned.
"Lead the way, and talk about the situation while walking." Wu Xiude said.
"Yes." Haonu responded and led the way. Wu Xiude and the three of them stepped forward and walked through the gate of the villa~IndoMTL.com~Book friends are welcome to visit and read. The latest, fastest and hottest serial works are all at ~IndoMTL.com~ For mobile phone users, please go to read.