Chapter 178 What you eat is rice and what you flow out is eggs

Ning Que was of course very happy to draw the first talisman in life, and then calm down and feel something, but he was not as ecstatic as when he embarked on the path of cultivation last year. Because of the practice, he tortured for more than ten years. He was already desperate but suddenly succeeded. The talisman was taken for granted and natural. He knew that he would definitely understand the truth, but he didn't know when he could.

Calm and joy, it is natural that it is impossible to beat drums and drums through the streets and alleys to announce the whole world. He only told the people who were closest around him, and then he was a little surprised to find that these guys' reactions after learning about this matter were more than him. It was even more intense, and for a moment, I couldn't help but be confused by who wrote the water talisman on the snow-white paper on the desk.

Sangsang actually went to Deshengju to invite the master to come back to make a table. The seniors on the back mountain of the academy ran around and told each other, thinking that the younger brother was obsessed with the talisman from now on, and that he would not practice the rotten flying sword again, and his head and the butt of the big white goose would be much safer, so he danced his feet. He danced and played the flute and zither and responded. After Master Yan Se learned the news, he sat in the South Gate Temple for a moment, and then went to Hongxiuzhao to drink freely. When he was drunk, there were two old people in some way. Tears flowed down his old face.

On the third day after the summer rain, the respected wine-sacrificing master of the Tang Empire randomly chose a name to hold a banquet in his mansion. Dozens of officials were invited to drink and have fun under the courtyard's rainy corridor. , everyone has doubts but is difficult to ask questions.

The great men of the court naturally would not sit in the courtyard with these middle-level officials, but chatted with the old master Jijiu in the main room. Listening to the cheerful laughter of the master Jijiu, their doubts were stronger than those of the outside officials. They all guessed what happy events happened that would make the old man who has always been serious and honest in the literary world so happy. Could it be that the border army has built a large territory for the empire, or is the old man's granddaughter wanting it? Married?

In such an occasion, if you don't care what happened, you should be fun and have fun. Just look at the pale old man sitting on the left hand of the old priest, even the Minister of Rites couldn't speak much.

That master was Wang, the Grand Secretary of Wenyuan Pavilion. Looking at the entire court, except for the prime minister and several other people, only this Grand Master dared not to give the old priest a good look, let alone everyone knows this The two old men have always been disagreement.

The sacred wine and the Grand Secretary have been incompatible for a long time, but it has nothing to do with political views and party disputes. The Tang Dynasty is the first to emphasize the law, even those kings and nobles dare not touch it lightly. The various ministries act according to the law. Although there are no harsh laws, it is even more difficult to do some tricks when trying to overcome the edge of the law. , In this way, no minister dares to form a clique for personal gain.

In the room, several ministers and ministers knew that the two old masters' hatred pointed to a young love story decades ago. At that time, these two adults were both students of the academy, and had a deep friendship. It's a pity. There was also a young woman who was born in the same house. It was even more a pity that the woman was the prime minister. The relationship was not very good. The most regrettable thing was that the prime minister had only one daughter, so...

The Grand Secretary Wang sneered, stroked the white beard in his jaw, looked at the old priest beside him and said, "I heard that you have often sent your supervisor to Lin47 Lane recently, and have also bought a few copies of the books from others. ? "

"Yes, may you be envious?" The priest smiled slightly and looked at him and said, "Don't say that you have lost the face of the court. I think Ning Que was originally a student of the academy, and he had an old relationship with you and me if you look at it carefully. Besides, he has already entered the second floor. So what if I don't respect him three points? I heard that your family is often at Lao Bizhai these days, so why bother me?"

"Look, if you are not a ghost in your heart, why would you say so much if you ask a few questions?" Grand Secretary Wang smiled coldly and said sarcastically: "The word Ning Qu is indeed well written. Your Majesty likes it. I also like it. What's the problem with me sending someone to Lao Bizhai? I just feel a little sympathetic to you and are searching outside. I don't know if I have found a few authentic works."

Before the priest's remarks were answered, Master Wang laughed and looked at his colleagues at the table and said, "I think you all know that everyone Ning's chicken soup post is now in my house. In addition to official business, I like two people. Eyes, that feels really good."

Lord Jijiu raised his eyebrows slightly, knowing that this sentence was for him.

Grand Secretary Wang raised his eyebrows slightly and continued intentionally or unintentionally: "There are not many books and posts in Ning Que that are circulated, but apart from this chicken soup post with the meaning of a divine talisman, I think there is no other post that can be used with the palace. The flower-opening post in the middle is comparable. I really took some thought to get this chicken soup post. If I hadn't had some friendship with Master Yan Se, how could I have gotten it? "

He turned to the priest and smiled and said, "Old guy, I heard that your manager went to Hongxiuzhao to buy two rubbings of the Yan family? Why do you have this problem? If you really want to see the original chicken soup, just say it to me. Why do you have to come and invite me to this meal? You have to bother with these colleagues, why bother like this?"

The wine-sacrificing master was slightly scented, holding the table with his hand, and sneered, "If I want to see, you'll send it to my mansion?"

"That's not to think about it." Grand Secretary Wang said with a smile: "Your Majesty knows that the chicken soup is in my mansion. He has asked me for three times. I haven't done it. If the chicken soup is in the palace, I will definitely not go back. I will send the chicken soup to the palace. When you arrive at your mansion, you will definitely tear your face and refuse to return it to me. Can I be fooled like this? Your Majesty has been to my mansion twice this month. If you want to see it, you will come to the door honestly."

"Wang Datou! Don't bully people too much!" The old priest slapped the table suddenly and scolded sternly.

The moral article master was furious today and actually called the other party by his nickname in the academy. It was really unbearable. If it were in normal times, the minister Wang would probably have blew his beard and stared at him and scolded him. However, today he That chicken soup post has the absolute advantage. You can give mercy to the losers. You shook your head without caring about it and said sympathetically: "You are too disobedient."

The old priest thought about the purpose of the guests today, forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, sat down slowly, and sneered, "I have a purpose in today's guests today. I'll just invite you? Do you think you are big and have a big face? "

Grand Secretary Wang smiled slightly and didn't care. (I finally used this sentence again)

The two veterans of the three dynasties quarreled and laughed at each other, and the ministers and ministers on the table dared not interrupt. They were used to seeing such scenes on weekdays and knew that it was useless to persuade them, so they had to maintain an awkward silence.

Not long after, the voices in the courtyard were faintly heard, as if guests were coming.

Grand Secretary Wang looked out the threshold and frowned slightly.

The old priest smiled and looked at the young man who was arched into the middle by several young men. He stroked his long beard with satisfaction, glanced at him squintly, and said, "The authentic chicken soup post? Let's take a look first." Look at the owner of the chicken soup post."

At this time, these great figures in the court had guessed the identity of the young man. Although they had more or less known about this person in advance, they still couldn't help but sigh in their hearts when they found that the other party was so young.

Mr. Wang's expression is very ugly.

In spring, the entire Chang'an City was shocked by the owner of the flower opening post. Many nobles wanted to get close to this person and please the emperor. In addition to buying and grabbing the chicken soup post from Yan Se's hands In addition, he also sent a supervisor to invite this person to the mansion to have a talk. However, no one expected that this person ignored all the invitations and still lived peacefully in the alleys.

Ordinary calligraphers act like this to the great figures of the empire. Even if he is the second calligraphy saint, he will be knocked to the forefront in an instant until no one cares about it. However, this young calligrapher is quite popular with His Majesty and is on the second floor of the academy. Even these high-ranking nobles dare not use any means, so they had to let him go with love and hate.

Time passed, and Chang'an governments found that this person had the same attitude towards everyone. He had never attended the He family banquet. Thinking that there were many strange interests among practitioners, he gradually disregarded himself. When it was time to buy books, he still didn't care. He was not ruthless, but no longer thought about showing enthusiasm for this person. However, who would have thought that this person would... appear at the banquet of the old priest!

The officials of the Tang Dynasty inside and outside the courtyard were all extremely smart people. It took only a moment to guess why this calligrapher made an exception. The minister Wang sneered, turned to look at the old priest, and said sarcastically: "Congratulations on your birth." A good granddaughter."

The hidden meaning in this sentence is actually a bit vicious, but just like the previous attacks by Grand Secretary Wang against Gan Zhiruosu, the winner is qualified to forgive. Old Jijiu smiled and laughed at him: " Who told your granddaughter not to get into the academy?"

This sentence directly killed the greatest regret in the past three years. His expression changed slightly, his fingers trembled slightly, and pointed at the face of the old priest, and he angrily scolded: "You old man, don't be so proud!"

The old priest said with emotion: "As the first old man in Chang'an City to invite everyone to come to the palace to talk, it's hard to be proud of it."

Grand Secretary Wang looked back at Ning Que who was walking outside the threshold and said annoyedly: "Drinking chicken soup is a must-see for the old hen?"

The old priest smiled generously, shook his head and sighed, "You are too disobedient."

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The day before yesterday, there was a heavy rain. Ning Que wrote a talisman on the snow paper, then said that to Sangsang, and then started to go to banquets at various families. After checking, the master and servant found that it was only a month or two. , I actually saved up more than a dozen invitations and famous posts.

He knew very well that the reason why these great figures in Chang'an City gave him this courtesy was all for the sake of His Majesty the Emperor. He had treated everyone equally before and did not go to anyone's house. Of course, he was not afraid of relying on the back mountain of the academy, but if he started to attend the banquet, he would definitely We must pay close attention to the order, otherwise even the academy will not be able to come forward for him if we offend any big boss in the court because of etiquette.

Yesterday, at the bank of the Academy Lake, he asked Situ Yilan carefully for advice and finally decided to rank the banquet of the Jiujiu Mansion first. The reason is very simple. Jiujiu is a civil servant in the Qing Dynasty and is a junior disciple of the book. Meeting is natural, but the more important reason is that Jin Wucai is his classmate, and there is no problem in this relationship anywhere in the world.

Of course, the dishes in the jiujiu Mansion are much better than those in the palace, but they are too light, and the conversation is really not much fun. Ning Que is based on these big names who appreciate your face, and you have to give it back. The eternal truth of returning home, Zhuang Su answered the questions honestly and humbly, and performed very well.

After the banquet, the old priest naturally called people to carry their pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and asked Ning Que to leave a book.

After leaving the book, Jin Wucai and Situ Yilan sent him out of the mansion together. The three of them chatted for a while. Ning Que realized that just a few days ago , Xie Chengyun had returned to Southern Jin. Ning Que noticed that when Situ Yilan mentioned Xie Chengyun, Jin Wucai's expression was still calm, but his eyes were a little sad and sad, and he couldn't help but sigh.

Since we started attending the banquet, it was impossible for the family to be just a family. The meal table that Situ Yilan arranged for him on the second day was supposed to be a visit to the Minister of Rites. However, because he met Mr. Wang at the priest's house last night, he was forced to change it to Mr. Wang's house for dinner. . Before Ning Que agreed to the other party on the table, he had already clearly felt that if he had not agreed to the white-haired Grand Secretary Wang, the other party would have really likely sent someone to Lin47 Lane to smash his shop.

The dinner at the Grand Secretary Wang's Mansion is even more exaggerated than the dinner at the Jiujiu Mansion. It was obvious that the old man did not regard Ning Que as an old hen and fed some rice at will and counted it. Instead, he invited all the officials who could take action from the Six Ministry and the Third Court to the mansion. If you count carefully, you are afraid you will be qualified. Half of the officials who attended the court meeting stood in the courtyard!

Looking at the yard with officials and the blue and purple Chu's various official uniforms, Ning Que was shocked and could not speak at all. He thought to himself that what kind of virtue is the boy? He is just a stinky writer. How can he bear such a formation?

However, Master Wang thought he could afford it, so he stood in front of the steps with his hand and gave a very grand introduction.

For the academy and the master, for the palace and Your Majesty, for the Nanmenguan and Yan Se, Grand Secretary Wang didn't mind giving enough face. Of course, he also had a vague intention of showing off. On the one hand, he wanted to use the rumor of the masters to rush to The entire empire announced that Ning Que came to have a meal. On the other hand, he wanted to borrow the officials in the hall to tell Ning Que that I have treated you more carefully than the old man who offered wine. If you have any books in the future, I should show it to me first. Your Majesty has instructions, so I should let you know first...

Before the table was finished, Grand Secretary Wang took out the treasured chicken soup post and asked everyone to appreciate it. Finally, he asked Ning Que to take out his private seal and solemnly cover this note paper that was repaired but still difficult to wipe the wrinkles. Put your own seal.

Ning Que lifted his fingers slightly, and the seal left the surface of the chicken soup post, leaving a dazzling bright red. The jubilant mansion was filled with joy. The officials cheered and slapped and slapped. The housekeeper was moved and the servants secretly discussed it. The old Cangtou, who had been serving the Grand Secretary from his hometown for nearly 70 years, was even more moved and burst into tears. He held his crutch and looked at the brightly lit courtyard with his crutch and said tremblingly: "Master, Master, he finally If you win the old man Jin, the hatred of taking his wife will eventually be repaid..."

After doing this, Ning Que breathed a sigh of relief and thought that this was probably the case. However, he did not expect that Grand Secretary Wang did not want to let him go, but instead he was the same as the old sacrificial wine last night. After the pen, ink, paper and inkstone were arranged, the speed at which the supervisors placed the pen, ink, paper and inkstones. If they did not conduct emergency overtime training, I am afraid that no one of the officials in the field would believe it.

Ning Que stared at the exaggerated Huangzhou bud paper in front of him, wanting to cry without tears. He thought that last night, the old priest had just taken an ordinary book. Are you... wanting me to write the deputy chief of the Grand Central Hall? Would this be too cruel?

After leaving the bachelor's house, he said to Sangsang in pain: "Don't attend such a banquet again."

Sangsang asked in confusion: "Young Master, you said a few days ago that you should not rely on a skill to achieve great things. Although you are determined to practice, you must also have a good relationship with the great people in the secular world. Why do you say that you should never participate in this again? Planting a banquet?"

"I am still good at eating, chatting, singing, flattering things like singing, and flattering, because I am a thick-skinned person."

Ning Que shook his head and said with emotion: "However, you have to leave a piece of words when you eat. Yesterday was still an ordinary book, but today it became a great hall. What should I write when the Duke of the Kingdom to invite him to dinner tomorrow? The Duke of the Kingdom was painted on the white wall. Fill in words?"

"These big guys are not treating me to dinner, they are just robbing my money!"