"Brother Lin, why don't we go and have a look after it?" Someone took the lead, and some of the onlookers whispered.

"Well, I think I can go and have a look. If the price is right, start in advance to avoid the nights and dreams!"

"Not bad, it's only a hundred miles back and forth. It's better not to buy it. Anyway, I'll just treat it as a hiking trip. Although the harbor is close, I haven't been there for a long time!"

"Let's go, let's register!" After a brief exchange, the two men also stood up to register, and soon they each received a teacup and a small wooden sign and left together.

"Everyone, Xiaolongwan Harbor has a superior terrain but a small area. Both warehouses and shops are limited in number. We also promote registration in Yanggong Town at the same time. The gifts and deduction coupons we bring are limited in number. Register first, first serve, and there will be no more after the distribution is completed. If you have any intentions, please get it as soon as possible!"

When the boy said this, the onlookers suddenly became more lively. In an instant, seven or eight middle-aged and old people squeezed in to ask for registration. Some of the people in the crowd tried hard to squeeze out the crowd and ran elsewhere. It seemed that they wanted to inform their relatives and friends who were interested in purchasing the docks.

The young scholar was surrounded in the middle, and while asking loudly, he wrote quickly. Gifts and wooden signs were quickly distributed, and those who had registered quickly took the gifts and left happily with the wooden signs.

At this time, there were more people in the distance attracted by gongs, drums, singing and news. In less than twenty minutes, the open space at the Lingqiao Bridge was squeezed out, with some people squeezing in, some people squeezing out, and some people were carrying cloth bags in their hands. It was said that gifts were distributed for free inside, and the crowd became even more turbulent and noisy.

"Get out of the way, who is crowded and hustle here?"

Accompanied by a roar like a broken gong, the onlookers scattered in panic and saw more than a dozen soldiers wearing armor and swords rushing away like tigers and wolves and rushed in. Following him, a tall and burly man with a tall and big horse walked in majesticly with his hands pressed his waist knife.

"I've met County Magistrate Tong!" Although the crowd was crowded, there were still people with decent status in the crowd who bowed and said hello.

After nodding slightly, County Magistrate Tong looked on a giant harbor promotional map hanging in the middle, and his face instantly became a little surprised.

A group of women in the brothels screamed in fright, all hid behind the carriage. Several young helpers also stood beside them with their heads down with fear. Only a gray-clothed boy stood in the center, and there was a young scholar next to him holding a pen and looking a little nervous.

"Who are you? What are you doing? Do you not know that Duke Chong and all the adults are watching the dragon boat competition at the pier today?" County Magistrate Tong withdrew his eyes from the canvas and looked at the boy and scholar and shouted sternly.

"Report to the county magistrate, we are from Yanggong Town. We just borrowed land to promote Xiaolongwan Harbor. I really don't know that Duke Chongguo is here. If you disturb you, please forgive me. Let's withdraw now!" The young man quickly bowed his hand.

"Retreat, evacuate, hurry up. If it weren't for the Dragon Boat Festival today, I would have taken you to the county government to beat the board!" County Magistrate Tong waved his hand.

"Slow down!"

Just as Zhao Qi turned around helplessly and called his helpers to close the stall, with an old voice coming, he saw a group of people wearing purple, green and other official robes surrounded by an old man with a majestic expression passing through the crowd.

"Meet Duke Chongguo!" The onlookers cheered.

"Old Wu, these people are from Yanggong Town. They are promoting a Xiaolongwan Harbor. I don't know what the deal is. The officials are trying to disperse them!" County Magistrate Tong hurriedly clasped his fists and said.

"No hurry. Today is the Dragon Boat Festival, all walks of life are lively on the shore of the wharf, and there has never been a crowd to cause trouble, so why drive it away..."

When the old man spoke, his eyes fell on this huge harbor promotional map. His face looked a little surprised for a long time. Then he turned to look at a group of officials and followers who were accompanying him and said with a smile: "This painting is quite interesting, and it has a bit of charm to the Qingming River During the Qingming River. It has a grand layout and is clearly divided into layers. The distance and the nearby objects are proportional. I am well versed in the layout of the boundary paintings. Unfortunately, the brushwork is awkward and it is based on fine cloth. The ink traces are a bit scattered, but it is still a delicate work from a distance!"

"Duke Chongguo said it very well, with exquisite creativity but insufficient writing skills. The words on the Xiaolongwan Harbor in Mingzhou also have a bit of the traces of Grand Secretary Su. Unfortunately, I have never learned the essence and are superficial!"

"What Yuan Tong said is certainly reasonable, but this picture was obviously drawn in a hurry and was not carefully engraved. Moreover, the word was completed in one go without any trace of painting. The calligrapher has at least ten years of experience, and it is not written on rice paper. It is not underestimated to be able to reach this level." The old man turned around and said with a smile.

"Duke Chongguo said that although calligraphy and paintings are of high quality, everything is born from the heart. The painting is creative and the characters are written with a very stylist. It must not be done by ordinary painters. It is considered a rare masterpiece, and even if it is hung in the hall, it still attracts the eyes!"

"It's extreme, it's extreme!"

A group of officials and Confucian scholars nodded and agreed.

"Who did this painting?" The old man took his eyes off the painting and fell on Zhao Qi and the scholar.

"Reported to Duke Chongguo, this painting was copied by several ordinary painters, and the characters were written by students!" The young scholar hurriedly bowed his hand to answer.

"You are..." When the scholar called himself a student, the old man suddenly couldn't figure out the details.

"Chen Ji, the son of Guangzhou, pay homage to Duke Chongguo!" The young scholar quickly bowed his hand again.

"It turns out that he is still a state scholar. No wonder, you wrote this very well, I wonder who you are studying for?" The old man was surprised.

"I don't know if Duke Chongguo has heard of the student teacher Zhao Shiqing!" Chen Ji answered with great respect.

"Zhao Shiqing..." The old man twisted his beard and pondered for a moment, his eyes lit up, "Is it the descendant of the King of Wei, who is named Mr. Huadian?"

“That’s right!”

"Haha, it turns out that it is an old friend student. Although I have not met Mr. Hua Dian, I have had letters. Seven years ago, when I was the prime minister, your teacher asked someone to send me a letter, talking about many strategies for governing the country, which benefited me a lot. Unfortunately, I was kicked out of the court before I could sit in the prime minister. Your teacher's efforts were naturally wasted. I have always kept that letter. Your word is quite charming with Mr. Hua Dian, with the character of Grand Secretary Su. Good, good, it is true that a famous teacher produces a good disciple!" The old man was extremely happy and praised.
Chapter completed!