When they returned to the Grand Secretary of Wubenfang again, Zheng Hongxian and Zhao Siniang brought their family members to greet them at the gate of the house. Even the people from Bashang family arrived today.

Before, Hongxian had heard about Xiwei Bridge, and even wiped his tears with Zhao Siniang, so anxious that he was dying. But soon he heard that Sanlang was not only fine but also promoted to the post and was very happy. It was a pity that Sanlang hurried to Xiwei Bridge again and asked them to wait until now.

The five imperial archways are still there, but the plaque of the Marquis of Wu'an County has been replaced by the Duke of Wu'an County.

Lao Niu said to Zheng Hongxian's father, Mr. Zheng, from afar, "Old Zheng, why are you still standing there? Let's set off firecrackers!"

Lao Zheng was promoted to the manager after Lao Niu and Lao Zhang went to Taozhou. He was not as good as Lao Zhang and the others, but he was also quite reliable. Only then did he come to his senses and quickly arranged for the servants in the mansion to light the fire prepared in front of the door, and then took out bundles of explosive rods.

The banging firecrackers were very loud and could be heard nearby.

Opposite the door, Wei Mansion.

Wei Zheng was drinking. Although Zhang Chao went to Taozhou, he had never missed Erguotou in Zhangjiagou and sent it every month. Today, Wei Zheng was not in a good mood. He was inexplicably caught in the shooting, fined him for one year and was reduced to a one-level scattered official. Now he has become a sixth-rank scattered official!

The salary was fined and reduced to the ranks only because the prince did it.

What made him more depressed than the punishment of salary and reduction was that the prince frequently acted recklessly, and his status was already very dangerous. As the prince's Xima and the confidant of the Eastern Palace, Wei Zheng was even more anxious than the prince. Unfortunately, he persuaded him again and again, but the prince ignored it. At this point, Wei Zheng was already a little discouraged. No matter how good the counselor was, he would be quite frustrated if he met a master who refused to listen to his opinions.

Wei Zheng just kindly advised the prince not to do those stupid things anymore, but the prince pointed at his nose and scolded him. Wei Zheng was so angry that his beard was raised. When he returned home, he became more and more angry the more he thought about it.

So angry!

Drink and write.

After Wei Zheng got angry, he liked to drink some wine and then wrote mad cursive script under his drunkenness.

Bashang Bookstore has also started making paper recently. The paper they make is very good, especially one of the leather paper, which is very suitable for calligraphy. There are also businessmen in Beijing who are selling a kind of inkstone recently, called Tao inkstone.

It is a specialty of a green stone in a section of Taohe River in Taozhou. It is polished into an ink inkstone. Although this inkstone is new, its stone is green, elegant and rare, hard and thin, and is as crystal clear as jade. It is silent when it is buckled, but it can produce water droplets.

The ink is produced quickly without damage to the hair, and the ink is stored for a long time without drying up.

Once it was launched, it immediately became popular in Chang'an and became a treasure that literati and poets compete to collect.

Wei Zheng was given to him by the prince Jiancheng, and he brought a good inkstone.

It is comparable to Duan inkstone in Lingnan, She inkstone in Huainan, and Chengni inkstone in Hedong. It has been called one of the four famous inkstones today by the literati in Chang'an.

Use Tao inkstone, with Ba paper, and then with wolf hair, and with Ba ink produced by Bashang Printing House. With the help of three-point wine, Wei Zheng wrote the pen and made a pen a dragon and snake.

A scammer is a scammer.

"My husband seems to have improved a lot!"

Wei Zheng’s wife Pei praised him.

Wei Zheng put down his pen, "Good pen, good ink, good paper, good ink, good ink, and good wine, this word is indeed better than what I wrote before."

"Zhao Ke is a man with the Hu Tassel, Wu Gu is frosted and snowy. The silver saddle shines on the white horse, and it is as cool as a meteor. Kill one person in ten steps, without leaving a thousand miles away. After the matter, I brush my clothes and hide my name. I pass by Xinling and drink, take off my sword and knees and cross my knees.

....

Who can write to you? The Taixuan Sutra of the White-Headed Head!"

"This poem is so good. What's the name? Why haven't you read it before?" Pei asked.

Wei Zheng looked at this excellent work and said lightly, "This is Zhang Wenyuan, no, it should be changed to Li Sanlang. It is his new work, the hero's song, the hero's song."

Pei said oh, she was born in the Pei family in Hedong and was also well-educated. This poem is full of passion and generous. But Pei was a little surprised, why did Li Sanlang write such a poem praising Ren Xia?

She had read Zhang San's poem about going to the army. The desert was covered with dust and sunset, and the red flag was half rolled out of the gate. The front army fought in Taohebei at night and had already captured Tuyuhun alive. The poem full of borders and passionateness undoubtedly matched Li Sanlang's identity and situation.

Why did he suddenly write a poem about the heroes?

"Borrowing other people's stories to make yourself a bunch!" Wei Zheng sighed and looked at the words, "The hero is so arrogant and generous, but he is actually mocking the prince."

Mrs. Pei was puzzled.

"I just learned that the prince once bribed the assassin with a large sum of money and went to Taozhou to assassinate Wen Yuan. As a result, the assassin collected a large sum of money and arrived in Taozhou, but did not kill Wen Yuan. Instead, he settled there and became Wen Yuan's personal guard, and even got rid of several waves of killers who assassinated Wen Yuan."

"Is there such a thing?" Pei was shocked and couldn't figure out that the prince was doing such a thing.

Wei Zheng sneered a few times, "Yes, you, a woman, can't even think of such a thing. But the prince did it and sent more than one person to him. What's even more ridiculous is that the assassin who spent a thousand yuan to invite him became Wen Yuan's personal guard. This is not ridiculous."

"Li Sanlang's song of a knight can be said to have made the prince mock her incompletely."

"Husband, you met someone wrong and didn't follow the right wise master!" Pei also sighed. She didn't interrupt her husband's affairs, let alone talk too much about such important things, but now after hearing this, Pei couldn't help but speak out.

It would be really unlucky to meet such a prince.

"It seems that Li Sanlang is smarter to turn to the King of Qin."

Wei Zheng smiled, "What's the turnover? Li San is obviously from the Qin Palace. The prince himself insisted on poaching people, but he ended up digging up a room. But these are not important at all. If the prince could use it well, even those who were originally the King of Qin could use it. Unfortunately, the prince has good skills in his appearance, but hey."

Wei Zheng looked at the Tao inkstone, just like this Tao inkstone.

Wei Zheng does like it, but relatively speaking, he values ​​the prince more as he can accept his advice, rather than giving him a piece of inkstone today, a few paper tomorrow, or a genius the day after tomorrow. Ordinary people may be quite satisfied with these, but Wei Zheng only feels disgusted.

Li Jiancheng is not an ordinary prince, he is the crown prince, the crown prince of a country, and the future emperor.

The sound of firecrackers came.

Wei Zheng looked up and smiled bitterly.

"It seems that Li Sanlang is back home!"

Pei glanced at her husband, "Maybe you should go and chat with Li Sanlang."

"What are you talking about?"

"Talk about foreign duties and go to Liangzhou."

Wei Zheng looked at his wife in surprise and said, "Since the prince is like this, it's better to leave early. Looking for a foreign position is a solution. Look at the accountant of Li Sanlang's family, now he has become the governor of Taozhou. He is a third-rank official and has a real position. Is your ability smaller than Ma Zhou? Instead of staying in the Eastern Palace and being frustrated all day long, it's better to leave."

"What the wife said is indeed reasonable. Alas, she just left like this, and it seems to be a little unfair to the prince."

"Husband, what's the point of being a magnanimous man? You tried your best to advise, but he didn't listen. What's the point of staying? If the prince is willing to listen to your advice, even if the prince has shortcomings, we should stay. But now, what's the use of staying?"

"Okay, I'll go congratulate Li Sanlang for a few glasses of wedding wine, and ask him what he means."

"Husband, why not just use this character as a gift. I heard that Li Sanlang likes calligraphy and painting very much."

Wei Zheng smiled and rolled up the ink traces that had dried up, clamped it under his armpit, and walked towards the opposite door.

In the Imperial College where Imperial College is also in the Imperial College.

Kong Yingda and Lu Deming were correcting the Wude dictionary. When they heard the sound of firecrackers, they couldn't help but look up.

"Sanlang is back!"

"He has been back. He has been going to Longxi for more than half a year. There are officials from various dynasties who have practiced the Wude Dictionary, and many places want to listen to his opinions."

"Yes, the Tang Dynasty Banyuetan he mentioned last time, once he left, it has not been released yet. Alas, it's such a pity."

Kong Yingda also felt very sorry. Zhang Sanlang was obviously a genius bachelor, but the imperial court actually led troops to fight with such talents. It was heartbreaking to think about it.

"Let's go to Sanlang's mansion to congratulate him. By the way, I still have many questions to ask him."

"So too. There are many places to ask for his opinions in the last few volumes of my book."

The two bachelors stood up and came to Zhang Chao's mansion together.

On the side of the Grand Secretary.

The Fang Mansion and Du Mansion, Fang Xuanling and Du Ruhui were both accused of the sound of firecrackers. Du Ruhui shook his head, took a book, and went to Fang Mansion with him.

"Sanlang is finally back."

Fang Xuanling skillfully took out the chessboard and opened the box while taking the bag.

"Yes, King Qin is talking about Sanlang every day, just waiting for him to come back."

Du Ruhui shook his head, "Sometimes I can't help but be jealous of him. We follow His Highness every day, but we can't satisfy His Highness. However, Sanlang is far away in Longxi, but His Highness is looking forward to him returning to Beijing all day long and asking him for advice."

"Sanlang is a genius, and his perspective on problems is always different from ours. Sometimes he can always see places we can't see in the same thing. Now the situation in Chang'an is already dead, but perhaps in Sanlang's eyes, there is still a way to break the situation. Sanlang firmly opposes His Highness's departure from the capital, and I think he must have some solutions."

"I am also looking forward to it now. I want to hear what Sanlang has to say. This Chang'an City is like a huge cage."

"What do you think about what happened in the Golden Palace today?"
Chapter completed!