Chapter 1104
Changping County Lord 52
Chapter 1104 Changping County Lord 52
Early the next morning, Zhong Shuo came.
But Xining didn't dare to ask someone to call Miss Wang, but changed into clothes and went to the study in person.
Because Huang Bing, a Confucian scholar in Linyi County, is also here!
When Zhong Shuo went back to talk to his teacher, Huang Bing was tempted when he heard it, and he came to have a look with him the next day.
Although it is not considered a great Confucian, it is not easy to produce a Confucian scholar in such a small place.Moreover, it is also considered as respecting cultural people to condescend to pay a visit.
Before Xi Ning reached the study room, she heard applause from the study room: "Wonderful, wonderful!"
Seeing that the maid beside her wanted to shout, she immediately made a movement to stop it.
Standing on tiptoe, he walked in quietly.
Huang Shan looks about 50 years old, with a beard and gray hair, neither thin nor fat.He has a tall and straight body, so he should practice martial arts at ordinary times, otherwise his waist would not be so straight.
His eyes were full of energy, and he was twirling the beard on his chin with his fingers, looking at a painting with a smile, as if his soul had been integrated into the landscape.
It was Zhong Shuo who spotted her first and turned to salute, but Xining immediately smiled and nodded her lips.
Zhong Shuo hesitated for a moment, but still said, "Meet the county magistrate."
When Huang Bing heard this, he also turned around and saluted.After all, he is the county lord and the owner of this place, so he should salute when he comes: "I don't know the county lord has arrived, please forgive me for being rude."
Xining pouted, it wasn't fun.He held up his hands, swayed for a while, and made a gesture of invitation: "Mr. Huang, there is no need to be polite. Mr. Huang can come here and make my place flourish. I wish for it."
There should be some hospitality.
"Where is it, the old man is just a waste of fame, and the county lord can properly collect so many calligraphy and paintings, he is also a refined person, far better than Huang." Huang Bing's words are pleasant but have no practical meaning.
"Mr. Huang is too modest. The head of this county lives in the palace and never interferes with foreign affairs. After receiving this seal, I heard of Mr. Huang's name as soon as he arrived. Everyone in Linyi County knows about Mr. Huang's reputation." Xi Ning Just keep on talking nonsense.
Zhong Shuoyou didn't listen to these words at all, and his eyes flicked to the painting put down beside him from the very beginning.
Xining couldn't help looking at Zhong Shuo, Huang Bing followed her gaze and coughed in embarrassment.
Only then did Zhong Shuo come back to his senses, and turned his head back to his teacher and the county lord.
Huang Bing apologized with a wry smile: "My disciple, when he meets someone who is obsessed, his soul will disappear. Please forgive me for the disrespect!"
Xining smiled: "Where are you two gentlemen here looking at the paintings, but I came to bother you, I should be the one to apologize. Come on, go and prepare some refreshments, put an ice basin, and light incense. Three teas and six There must be no less food, if the two gentlemen want to stay overnight, get ready to go to the room and serve by candles."
"Yes!" Jing'er beside him responded.
Huang Bing immediately saluted solemnly: "The county lord is so hospitable, he doesn't think I'm bothering you, how can Huang thank you."
"Mr. Huang, you are being polite. If these calligraphy and paintings can be commented and appreciated by Mr. Huang, they are worth the money. Feel free, I will go first." Xining is going to be annoyed to death if he continues to be polite like this.
Leave quickly, hide in the inner room, lie down, listen to music and dance, eat and drink, what is wrong with you.
This Huang Bing and Zhong Shuo are really rude, they won't leave once they stay here.Don't even go to the room, just lie down and sleep when you are tired of watching, and continue watching after waking up.
For this reason, Xining also sent people to send paper and pens. You must know that paper in this era is very expensive, and the price of a foot of paper is no less than the price of a foot of linen.But in order to prove that my county lord also respects literati, send it!
Seeing that the paper was almost used up, I immediately filled it up.Twelve and one rolls of good white paper were sent to the study room for them to copy and copy.
As for Miss Wang, the half-old man who was about to renew his marriage was so angry that he brought people to the door to make trouble.But they didn't make a marriage certificate, so they had to give up.
But Wang Xiaoniang's refund of the money didn't count, and she was scolded bloody, and she was slapped by Master Wang before, so angry that she didn't sleep well for three days.If it weren't for his solid foundation, Nengqi would have fallen ill.
"This dance is really good!" Jing'er watched the newly composed song and dance by her side.
Seeing the county lord watching with a smile, he should be in a good mood, so he asked softly: "County lord, those two Confucian scholars have lived for three days, and you still let them live?"
"Hmm~" Xining said very casually: "Send some wine tonight. It's nice to drink and watch paintings and enjoy the moon. Go to Mr. Huang's house again and tell Mrs. Huang, please don't worry, and ask her how many replacements clothes."
Jing'er choked, if these two guys lived in the county lord's mansion for the rest of their lives, would the county lord plan to raise them for the rest of their lives?
After a dance, the person in charge of singing and dancing came forward: "This is the dance that is newly compiled and planned before the autumn competition. I would like to ask the county magistrate if he thinks it is feasible?"
"Did you jump before the competition?" Xining blinked twice.
"Exactly!"
Xining shook his head: "No!"
The steward was taken aback for a moment, then bowed his head and saluted: "Please show me the county magistrate."
Xining told the truth: "This dance is very good here, even if you go to any wealthy family in the capital to dance it. But before the competition... do you know who you danced for?"
The dancers looked at each other, and one of them was bold enough to speak out: "The people of the Li people, the traffickers and the pawns."
"Yes!" Xining nodded, "How will they feel after watching such an elegant dance?"
The few were silent, and the manager had no choice but to admit defeat: "The county lord is right, this dance may not be liked by the common people."
Xining laughed heartily: "You can also dance, but add some other dances, such as mask dance, flower picking dance, rice planting dance, etc., both refined and popular."
The steward saluted immediately: "Thank you for the instruction, the magistrate, let's go back and think about it."
"Well, let's go!" Xining picked up the sour plum on the table, twisted a grain, and put it in his mouth.
The entrance of sour plum is sweet and sour.She thought for a while: "Let Miss Wang come here."
Jing'er was taken aback again, she was still dancing just now, why is it Miss Wang again?
The county lord really has a heart that can't finish it.
After answering, go out and find a way to notify Hua'er.
After an hour, Miss Wang came.The concierge didn't explain anything, and led people in directly.As a result, it turned out that the yellow handle was also there, and Miss Wang was quite surprised.
But he still saluted and said hello graciously, and explained: "I don't know Mr. Huang and Mr. Zhong are here. My little girl will come again in the future."
Huang Bing sized up Miss Wang, then turned his gaze to the calligraphy and painting: "Since we're here, let's take a look together."
"Yes!" Miss Wang looked like a junior, and walked over cautiously, appreciating calligraphy and painting together.
Hua'er, who came with him, secretly slandered: I don't know what, I let you come because I knew, otherwise how could I let Huang Jing see you!
Zhong Shuo's parents are dead, only Huang Bing can make decisions for him.Huang Bing must take a look, Miss Wang...Xining shook her round fan, squinted her eyes to rest her mind.
(End of this chapter)
Early the next morning, Zhong Shuo came.
But Xining didn't dare to ask someone to call Miss Wang, but changed into clothes and went to the study in person.
Because Huang Bing, a Confucian scholar in Linyi County, is also here!
When Zhong Shuo went back to talk to his teacher, Huang Bing was tempted when he heard it, and he came to have a look with him the next day.
Although it is not considered a great Confucian, it is not easy to produce a Confucian scholar in such a small place.Moreover, it is also considered as respecting cultural people to condescend to pay a visit.
Before Xi Ning reached the study room, she heard applause from the study room: "Wonderful, wonderful!"
Seeing that the maid beside her wanted to shout, she immediately made a movement to stop it.
Standing on tiptoe, he walked in quietly.
Huang Shan looks about 50 years old, with a beard and gray hair, neither thin nor fat.He has a tall and straight body, so he should practice martial arts at ordinary times, otherwise his waist would not be so straight.
His eyes were full of energy, and he was twirling the beard on his chin with his fingers, looking at a painting with a smile, as if his soul had been integrated into the landscape.
It was Zhong Shuo who spotted her first and turned to salute, but Xining immediately smiled and nodded her lips.
Zhong Shuo hesitated for a moment, but still said, "Meet the county magistrate."
When Huang Bing heard this, he also turned around and saluted.After all, he is the county lord and the owner of this place, so he should salute when he comes: "I don't know the county lord has arrived, please forgive me for being rude."
Xining pouted, it wasn't fun.He held up his hands, swayed for a while, and made a gesture of invitation: "Mr. Huang, there is no need to be polite. Mr. Huang can come here and make my place flourish. I wish for it."
There should be some hospitality.
"Where is it, the old man is just a waste of fame, and the county lord can properly collect so many calligraphy and paintings, he is also a refined person, far better than Huang." Huang Bing's words are pleasant but have no practical meaning.
"Mr. Huang is too modest. The head of this county lives in the palace and never interferes with foreign affairs. After receiving this seal, I heard of Mr. Huang's name as soon as he arrived. Everyone in Linyi County knows about Mr. Huang's reputation." Xi Ning Just keep on talking nonsense.
Zhong Shuoyou didn't listen to these words at all, and his eyes flicked to the painting put down beside him from the very beginning.
Xining couldn't help looking at Zhong Shuo, Huang Bing followed her gaze and coughed in embarrassment.
Only then did Zhong Shuo come back to his senses, and turned his head back to his teacher and the county lord.
Huang Bing apologized with a wry smile: "My disciple, when he meets someone who is obsessed, his soul will disappear. Please forgive me for the disrespect!"
Xining smiled: "Where are you two gentlemen here looking at the paintings, but I came to bother you, I should be the one to apologize. Come on, go and prepare some refreshments, put an ice basin, and light incense. Three teas and six There must be no less food, if the two gentlemen want to stay overnight, get ready to go to the room and serve by candles."
"Yes!" Jing'er beside him responded.
Huang Bing immediately saluted solemnly: "The county lord is so hospitable, he doesn't think I'm bothering you, how can Huang thank you."
"Mr. Huang, you are being polite. If these calligraphy and paintings can be commented and appreciated by Mr. Huang, they are worth the money. Feel free, I will go first." Xining is going to be annoyed to death if he continues to be polite like this.
Leave quickly, hide in the inner room, lie down, listen to music and dance, eat and drink, what is wrong with you.
This Huang Bing and Zhong Shuo are really rude, they won't leave once they stay here.Don't even go to the room, just lie down and sleep when you are tired of watching, and continue watching after waking up.
For this reason, Xining also sent people to send paper and pens. You must know that paper in this era is very expensive, and the price of a foot of paper is no less than the price of a foot of linen.But in order to prove that my county lord also respects literati, send it!
Seeing that the paper was almost used up, I immediately filled it up.Twelve and one rolls of good white paper were sent to the study room for them to copy and copy.
As for Miss Wang, the half-old man who was about to renew his marriage was so angry that he brought people to the door to make trouble.But they didn't make a marriage certificate, so they had to give up.
But Wang Xiaoniang's refund of the money didn't count, and she was scolded bloody, and she was slapped by Master Wang before, so angry that she didn't sleep well for three days.If it weren't for his solid foundation, Nengqi would have fallen ill.
"This dance is really good!" Jing'er watched the newly composed song and dance by her side.
Seeing the county lord watching with a smile, he should be in a good mood, so he asked softly: "County lord, those two Confucian scholars have lived for three days, and you still let them live?"
"Hmm~" Xining said very casually: "Send some wine tonight. It's nice to drink and watch paintings and enjoy the moon. Go to Mr. Huang's house again and tell Mrs. Huang, please don't worry, and ask her how many replacements clothes."
Jing'er choked, if these two guys lived in the county lord's mansion for the rest of their lives, would the county lord plan to raise them for the rest of their lives?
After a dance, the person in charge of singing and dancing came forward: "This is the dance that is newly compiled and planned before the autumn competition. I would like to ask the county magistrate if he thinks it is feasible?"
"Did you jump before the competition?" Xining blinked twice.
"Exactly!"
Xining shook his head: "No!"
The steward was taken aback for a moment, then bowed his head and saluted: "Please show me the county magistrate."
Xining told the truth: "This dance is very good here, even if you go to any wealthy family in the capital to dance it. But before the competition... do you know who you danced for?"
The dancers looked at each other, and one of them was bold enough to speak out: "The people of the Li people, the traffickers and the pawns."
"Yes!" Xining nodded, "How will they feel after watching such an elegant dance?"
The few were silent, and the manager had no choice but to admit defeat: "The county lord is right, this dance may not be liked by the common people."
Xining laughed heartily: "You can also dance, but add some other dances, such as mask dance, flower picking dance, rice planting dance, etc., both refined and popular."
The steward saluted immediately: "Thank you for the instruction, the magistrate, let's go back and think about it."
"Well, let's go!" Xining picked up the sour plum on the table, twisted a grain, and put it in his mouth.
The entrance of sour plum is sweet and sour.She thought for a while: "Let Miss Wang come here."
Jing'er was taken aback again, she was still dancing just now, why is it Miss Wang again?
The county lord really has a heart that can't finish it.
After answering, go out and find a way to notify Hua'er.
After an hour, Miss Wang came.The concierge didn't explain anything, and led people in directly.As a result, it turned out that the yellow handle was also there, and Miss Wang was quite surprised.
But he still saluted and said hello graciously, and explained: "I don't know Mr. Huang and Mr. Zhong are here. My little girl will come again in the future."
Huang Bing sized up Miss Wang, then turned his gaze to the calligraphy and painting: "Since we're here, let's take a look together."
"Yes!" Miss Wang looked like a junior, and walked over cautiously, appreciating calligraphy and painting together.
Hua'er, who came with him, secretly slandered: I don't know what, I let you come because I knew, otherwise how could I let Huang Jing see you!
Zhong Shuo's parents are dead, only Huang Bing can make decisions for him.Huang Bing must take a look, Miss Wang...Xining shook her round fan, squinted her eyes to rest her mind.
(End of this chapter)