fake prince

Chapter 129 Get Clues
"I really didn't expect that Xin Jieyuan was not only talented in policy theory, but also good at poetry?" This was the secret surprise of all the people present.

Zheng Yingci and the others all changed their expressions slightly.

Sun Buhan walked out at this time, smiled and said to Su Ziji: "Brother Su Xian is really talented, Brother Yu admires him."

With Sun Buhan breaking the deadlock, everyone who was surprised seemed to be half awake and praised again and again.

It's just that some people looked at it carefully and said, "It's a pity that it's a pavilion style."

The so-called Guange style is actually an official document. Of course, the official document pays attention to the fact that the words are not easy to confuse, and the requirements are clear standards-if something goes wrong, who is responsible?

But literati always like to be ingenious, pay attention to their own personality, pursue calligraphy for the purpose of expressing their emotions, and express their personal emotions, so they despise this kind of calligraphy, thinking: "Since the calligraphy is formed by calligraphy, the calligraphy is different. no interest"

After hearing this, Su Ziji felt no wavering in his heart, but wanted to laugh instead.

Literati can talk about their individuality, but officials must talk about rules. Therefore, the pavilion style is actually a plus for the imperial examination. Not to mention the previous dynasty, Cao Ying in this dynasty is a generation of celebrities. In the last exam, 39-year-old Cao Ying I finally passed and took part in the imperial examination. Due to poor calligraphy, I only got No. 19 in the top three.

Cao Ying, who hated him, went back and asked his daughter to practice calligraphy to ridicule this phenomenon of judging people by their characters.

Su Ziji naturally would not make this mistake.

Huang Liangping, the magistrate, seemed to have a good impression of Su Ziji, and said: "The style of pavilions and pavilions can be written in the depths, but it can also be elegant, beautiful, and beautiful. The word Jieyuan is already good."

"Gate level 5, 1357/5000, of course not bad."

At this time, Huang Liangping, the prefect, did not know that Su Ziji was actually involved in the prince's blood affair, and he still admired a Juren, especially the new Xie Yuan.

Seeing this scene, Zheng Yingci couldn't speak of jealousy, but she couldn't help feeling depressed: "I chose Taoism, did I choose the wrong one?"

This essay meeting didn't last long, and it gradually dissipated within half an hour.

But there are a lot of things left for everyone to talk about, including this year's Xie Yuan.

In this regard, Su Ziji glanced at Zheng Yingci, who was leaving with a sullen face, and at Sun Buhan, who was stumbling, and left first.

After returning to his painting boat, after a while, Ye Taoist came back, and when he came in, he reported: "Young master, there is news."

"Tell me."

"I made a special acquaintance with a person. This person is a native of the magistrate and an adopted son (servant). He must know some news. It's just that such a person must have a tight mouth and want to pry the truth out of his mouth. , it may take some time."

"It won't take that long." Su Ziji thought for a while: "You buy him a drink later, and I can help you."

It was still early at this time, and although the essay meeting was over, for many people, the nightlife had just begun.

On the lake, the sound of zither and zither came from many painting boats, as well as the sound of teasing laughter.

As for the painting boat and the painting boat, boats can be used to travel between them. Although there are more restrictions than on land, it gives everyone a sense of indulgence that is not available on the shore.

In particular, some restaurant merchants also do business, contracting the business of selling wine and vegetables on the water, and they can deliver them as long as they bid. There are also a lot of wine, which is more expensive than on land.

Su Ziji asked the wild Taoist to invite the servants to Huafang.

Because he took off the lantern and didn't show his face, he just hid behind the screen, so the servant only regarded it as a painting boat rented by "Mr. Yun".

Su Ziji ordered some food and wine, which was quite rich, even if the magistrate's family servant had face, but such a banquet, it's not easy to eat for nothing, so you should be satisfied when you see it.

However, people eat and eat, and their mouths are quite strict. The wild Taoists tried a few words, but found no results, so they only drank and ate vegetables, and chatted about irrelevant topics.

"What's the use of having a tight mouth?" At this time, Su Ziji behind the screen, seeing this man's face flushed, obviously a little drunk, just pointed at him, and Wen Xin Diao Long started.

Although this technique is only effective at the elementary level, it is enough to deal with this class of servants.

The servant suddenly became drunk, and his eyes were blurred. The wild Taoist is an old man with good eyesight. With just one glance, he can tell that the state of the prefect servant in front of him has changed.

Thinking of what the young master said, my heart trembled, and I immediately tried to say: "Brother is a fellow of the magistrate, and he can be regarded as a confidant. With the benevolence and righteousness of the magistrate, it may not be impossible for him to go into an official career in the future. After all, even I, an outsider, have heard that the magistrate is a good man……"

"What a nice man?" The servant was a little drunk, squinting at the "Young Master Yun" opposite, he just thought it was pleasing to the eye, and felt that a scholar could buy him a drink, and he didn't mean to curry favor with the magistrate, what does this mean? ?
This shows that people are coming for themselves, and this is what they really value about themselves, unlike others, even if they smile at themselves, they still look down on themselves in their hearts.

So his mouth became bald: "Hey, it's not wrong that my master is powerful, Renyi?"

He took a breath and shook his head: "You don't know, this official is high above, no matter how benevolent and righteous he is, he is not easy to mess with! Don't look at me, I seem to have some face, but if I offend the master, I'm afraid that one day the grave will be ruined." It's going to grow up."

Yo, there is a door.

The wild Taoist hurriedly said along with the words: "It's impossible, you are also a villager of the magistrate, so there is always some affection, and now the imperial court has a law, even if you sell yourself as a servant, the master's family is not easy to kill at will. "

"You don't understand, do you?" The servant sneered. Although he was on the boat, he subconsciously looked around first, and when he saw no one, he lowered his voice and said to the wild Taoist: "The official wants to kill anyone, but he has to do it himself." ? Not only will it not be possible, but death will be in vain, who dares to say anything?"

"I don't believe it!" Ye Daoist shook his head deliberately, expressing a person who read books to the fullest.

The servant clicked his tongue: "You don't believe me, do you? Let me ask you, is my master an official?"

This seems normal to Ye Daoist, but he still said: "Nature is great."

"Then do you know why my master became such a high official?"

"What's the point here?"

"There's more to be particular about. Let's just say that once Feng Shui is mentioned, it will have an impact on the official luck." The servant was originally very tight-lipped, let alone someone who just met, even someone who has known him for more than ten years. out.

"In order to prosper, my master took away people's feng shui ancestral land. That family refused, so the master set fire to it, tsk tsk, three... ah no, four people, two old ones and a woman with cubs , none of them escaped..."

Three corpses and four lives, the wild Taoist raised his eyebrows.

Su Ziji behind the screen also frowned slightly, this is really too dark.

Ye Daoist was already uneasy about the matter that he helped to seize Su Zi's ancestral tomb, but this time the matter he asked was related to the ancestral tomb, so he was really angry.

Of course, the anger was directed at the dog officer.

His eyes fell on the man with dazed eyes, and he felt a little more in awe of the young master's unpredictable methods.

As for the servant who said all these things that shouldn't be said, he slapped his head after he finished speaking.

"I was drunk just now?" Thinking carefully, it seemed that he had said a lot of words, but he couldn't remember exactly what he said. He was afraid that he would make a mistake if he drank too much, so he only ate vegetables and didn't drink.

The savage Taoist didn't keep it either. After less than a stick of incense, he left with an excuse when he was full.

"My lord, don't worry, I will investigate the situation." Ye Taoist assured Su Ziji excitedly.

Although the servant didn't know many, but the clues mentioned were enough, and it was only a matter of time before he found out with the methods of wild Taoists.

"Go!" Su Zi nodded, his heart was full of enthusiasm, Wenxin Diaolong was really good, don't look at it just to make people feel good, it can still turn clouds and rain after playing flowers, and he is looking forward to the upgrade in his heart.

(End of this chapter)