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Chapter 322 Yueyang Tower Inscription (2)

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Although there was a woman like Peach Blossom Fairy standing next to her, she was wearing a gray lapel robe and a square scarf on her head and dressed up next to Zhang Ning, but Zhang Ning really didn't want to pretend to be in front of women.

He had no brothers in the Ming Dynasty, and all the adoptive father Zhang's family died. The brothers of the Zhu family, namely the prince of Jianwen, might find it difficult to be harmonious. Just a cousin like Yao Erlang, I sincerely hope that Erlang will be more successful and can help him.

Zhang Ning taught Yao Erlang a lesson earnestly: We are not a gang in the world, so what kind of loyalty should we talk about when we are called brothers and brothers? A real man should not fight with others. As long as others do not bully their own family, can we bear to take a step back and lose a piece of meat?Who doesn’t know about your Erlang’s identity? Those soldiers dare not take you seriously if they lose face in small things?

Although you are reckless, you are young and have progressive times. I have high hopes for you.Those who are close to the vermilion are red and those who are close to the ink are black. I hope you rarely get along with those soldiers and get along with those with dignity and talent.Like Zhu Butang of the Senate Department, at least it is worth learning for how many years you have when it comes to being with others, and Wang Yu is also a good person... What?If you don’t like being with literati, I will be a juren after being a clerk. Are we not good brothers?Besides, read more books and do you need to know more words when studying military arts?Even if they are military generals, can't Feng Youxian, Zhang Chengzong and others make friends? When will they do all their troubles...

Seeing Yao Erlang nodding, Zhang Ning didn't want to say much, and he didn't know if he listened to it...

I think I probably didn’t listen to it. It would be too easy to educate people if they teach me effectively.

You really understand some things yourself, otherwise no matter how much reason others say, it will be useless.

Zhang Ning remembered the 2 liang mentioned by Yao Erlang when he described the incident. He said that a girl only costs one liang, so why did she say it cost two liang? He also raised her pants and asked the girl to argue with her...

He had guessed that Yao Erlang had sex with him, but he couldn't help but ask with confirmation: Did you play a slut in the kiln?

Yao Erlang was not vague and nodded directly to say yes.

This made Zhang Ning very upset again because he planned to marry the girl to Erlang.

I think this kind of thing is also a slight beam on the upper and lower beams on the lower beams. I have never found a lady. Gu Chunhan used to be Fang Ling, but he came from the old courtyard of Nanjing. Although he later changed his name and no longer did that, others didn't know that Yao Erlang might have heard of it. Zhang Ning even raised Gu Chunhan's family...

Zhang Ning wanted to ask Yao Erlang to do something that he could not do. This is the paradox of education.

It’s like some parents in the world who demonstrate to do bad things by themselves, but verbally preach their children in this way and that, isn’t it nonsense?

Thinking of this, Zhang Ning no longer knows where to start.

But when I think of the clean appearance of my girl, I finally couldn't help but be angry. The more I thought about it, I became more angry. I was speechless: If you are a woman, just poke your bird!The powder head that was picked up in the kiln might have a man's thing in her body, but she didn't even wash it. You run to poke it for a while, don't be afraid of getting sick...

Yao Erlang was stunned when he heard this and blurted out: What kind of illness can you get when you make a fool?

gonorrhea!Zhang Ning was already angry and stood up angrily to call the guards over, and took him out to whip fifty whips in public, with a long memory.

The guard took Yao Erlang out of the City God Temple, and Zhang Ning also came out. He was meeting Wang Yu who was waiting outside. Seeing that Zhang Ning looked unwilling, Wang Yu asked: Is the lord still going to Yueyang Tower?

It's all here, let's go.Zhang Ning said.

Yao Erlang looked pretty and had white skin, but he was also a man. He was tied up in the street and was whipped with a whip. With a crackling sound, he didn't even hum.

But after the fight, Zhang Ning's dissatisfaction was not solved. He understood: until the end of the Ming Dynasty, the serious disease syphilis had not been introduced to Middle Earth, and there was no way to talk about AIDS, but gonorrhea and other diseases were recorded in various medical scriptures, and it often occurred in areas with poor sanitary conditions and places of love. Although it was not serious, it was often difficult to cure and pus was always flowing.

If Yao Erlang didn't take prostitutes seriously, he would be defiled by his younger sister in the future, and his younger sister's clean body would be innocently tainted...

Although it was a trivial matter, it was strange that Zhang Ning could feel good when he thought about it.

Before he knew it, he had arrived at Yueyang Tower, but Zhang Ning was completely distracted at this time and saw a famous scenic spot in his eyes.Upstairs, you can see the vast water surface of Dongting.

This is his first time to come to Yueyang Tower. He has never had a chance to visit it in modern times. However, the modern Yueyang Tower is said to have been rebuilt in the Qing Dynasty, and the real Yueyang Tower can only be seen at this time.

An official from Yuezhou was standing tall and recited loudly: ...As spring and scenery are bright, the waves are calm, the sky is bright, and the sky is bright, and the sand gulls gather together, swimming in brocade scales; the shore is radiant and orchid, lush and green.And some long smoke is empty, bright moon is thousands of miles away, floating light leaps gold, quiet shadows sink jade, fisherman's songs answer each other, how is this joy... It must be said, "Worry about the world first, and be happy about the world first."

Zhang Ning thought to himself: Damn, where are you singing?I just took Xuande and Zhu Zhanji's imperial grain not long ago. When the cannon fired, I knelt down and licked the enemy. I believe that you are worried about the world first.

After reciting the article "Yueyang Tower Notes", the officials sighed and sighed. At this time, the prefect named Wang from Yuezhou said: I have heard that King Xiang has been famous for his long time, especially his literary talent, and his literary talent was the best in Nanjing. Why not write a poem today to open your eyes to the officials and others?If it is a wonderful poem written by the prince, it must be engraved on Yueyang Tower, comparable to the calligraphy of the ancestors.

As expected, I saw that there were inscriptions of the year and the month on the stone boards in Yueyang Tower. Obviously, the sages did not have the concept of protecting cultural relics, which was similar to carving someone to visit here.

Zhang Ning didn't have any interest in writing poetry, so he immediately refused, but unexpectedly all the officials regarded it as modest.

At this time, the Peach Blossom Fairy behind her suddenly couldn't help but say coldly: What is the prince's meaning? If the poem is engraved and the army leaves, will the dukes cut off the traces quickly?It is a destruction of famous places.

When the officials heard this, they were very embarrassed. Everyone's eyes were not kind to the Taohua Fairy, thinking that a servant was simply too big or too small.

When Zhang Ning heard this, he felt that he should come forward to regain his harmony...

Although I occupied Yuezhou by force and really didn't like these local officials, I looked at the problem rationally and needed to win over these officials and literati who were willing to surrender for the time being.

First, it can maintain the local ruling order; second, since bureaucrats and gentry surrender, they must speak for themselves, and it is beneficial to public opinion; and they can also decorate the storefront to show that the Zhuque Army is not a refugee and a traitor, and officials below the prefect are Jinshi, Juren, and Superintendent, and are all people with fame and reputation and reputation representing justice in the local area.

Anyway, they also need conquerors to ensure their safety and wealth.

So Zhang Ning understands that it is right to act on his own likes and dislikes, and his emotions should not affect his work and cause unnecessary trouble.

He said: Since you all wise men think of me, it is better to obey me than respect... After saying this, the words of the Peach Blossom Fairy were covered up: Since Zhang Ning is willing to write poems, of course he has no intention of cutting off the words.

After hearing this, the officials were overjoyed. This was not about writing a poem, but about expressing their sincerity to compromise. The essence of the struggle in the officialdom was not the winner but the timing of compromise.

Someone immediately praised it and said: We have to listen carefully, listen carefully!

The prefect Wang hurriedly shouted: Come on, come and write it down quickly, no word will be missing!

Even the Peach Blossom Fairy, who was cold and cold just now, showed expectation on her face. She seemed to like Zhang Ning's poems very much, but Zhang Ning hadn't written a poem for a long time.

Zhang Ning paced back and forth in the pavilion for a few steps, thinking that it is not impossible to use his foundation of fame and reputation as a juren to express his emotions through scenery and writing a poem with the right tone and the right rules...

But because he was not in a good mood and was not very good at writing poetry, it was indeed not easy to write poetry temporarily, so it would be better to copy it.

As long as you copy poems later than the Xuande year, there is no big problem. If you don’t have to die with ready-made resources, you will be a waste of thinking about poetry, songs and dances.

When he thought of copying, he quickly realized his thoughts.

He was indeed a fan of Tang Bohu in his previous life, and he liked poetry and paintings very much, so he could recite the poems as long as Tang Bohu's "Peach Blossom Poem". If it were the works of other poets, there would not be many that could be remembered clearly...

Tang Bohu really has a song about Yueyang Tower, Zhang Ning remembers it.

He recalled it once and immediately chanted: Go upstairs in the West Lake in Baling City, and the waves in front of the building are Qingqiu...

good!The prefect Wang exclaimed loudly.

Zhang Ning really didn't think it was good...

It’s not that Tang Bohu’s poems are not good, but that they are not suitable for the situation. It’s obviously winter now.

But if you change Qingqiu to cold winter, you won’t be rhyme anymore. Just do it, it’s just a deal.

Count the sails falling in the sky, I don’t know who is the Five Lakes Boat.

As soon as the sound fell, the sound of stroking my palms sounded around me. Everyone looked at each other and commented seriously on the benefits of this poem.

However, the Peach Blossom Fairy had a slightly disappointed face. Obviously, compared to the sentences such as "Don't envy the Mandarin ducks and only envy the immortals", this poem is not very suitable for her taste.

Unexpectedly, a voice from behind the crowd said suddenly: If the person who wrote this poem wants to be Fan Li, it is very strange to come from the prince.Moreover, most of the people in the poem want to establish a kind of auxiliary cause and retire, but they cannot. They are a little disappointed. Is the prince frustrated at this time?

Zhang Ning was immediately attracted by the attention when he heard this. He understood Tang Bohu's life story. Of course, he understood the mentality in the poem, but he did not take the content of the poem seriously at this time. However, the person who spoke just now did not know that Tang Bohu was the man, but he could instantly understand the poet's inner emotions from just twenty-eight words. He was definitely a person with real talent and knowledge. Of course, the most special thing is that this guy dared not flatter him at this moment. He said whatever he wanted. It was indeed a bit special.

Who was the one who spoke just now?Zhang Ning couldn't help asking.

The pavilion became quiet and the atmosphere was a little nervous. Perhaps everyone wanted to wait and see how the Hunan King dealt with the person who sang the opposite tune.

In fact, Zhang Ning didn't really want to treat that person for the time being, but he was just curious for a moment and wanted to see who he was.

Soon, a young man stood up from behind the crowd. He had a pretty good figure and a tall and round forehead.

The man bowed with his fists, stood up straight, and said without fear: Xiaguan Baling County Magistrate, he will not change his name or surname when he is in action, Xu Zixin.The prince led his troops to invade Yuezhou. The prefect said that he would surrender in order to avoid the trouble of the people. He said that he would surrender and surrender. This was nothing, but he wanted to flatter him here, but the subordinates felt humiliated.Anyway, the knife is in the hands of the prince, so it is easy to kill and cut, so as to avoid being uncomfortable.

Zhang Ning smiled and said: Today, all the wise men are so happy that they will accompany me to talk about poetry and literature in this famous scenic spot. Wouldn't it be disappointing to say that those who kill Ah will be cut?I'm going to hide it from you. Before I was crowned by my father, I also took the provincial examination and became an official in the "pseudo-kyung". Isn't it an exaggeration to think that I am a scholar in the scholarship?

His statement was determined to tell everyone that they were all their own people, at least not class enemies.Everyone agreed.

Zhang Ning looked at Xu Zixin and nodded: Xu Zixin, I remember that you have a good interpretation of the poem you just said.

This made the young magistrate feel at a loss, so he had to give another tribute to him and respond.

Zhang Ning said again: Prefect Wang did nothing wrong. Is this inevitable that the people of Yuezhou will suffer the pain?After my king's army arrived in Yuezhou, he made three rules and strictly declared military discipline, and did not violate the people. He also made merits!Since Xu County Magistrate has talent and courage and dares to be the first of all people, why not accept an official under my command and seek more welfare for the people?

After hearing this, Xu Zixin was not able to get along with Zhang Ning for a moment, so he had to say: The talented and knowledgeable officials were not good at it and could not bear the prince's kindness. It was all due to Lord Wang. If the people wanted to thank him, they should thank Lord Wang. They had little to do with the magistrate who had little to say.

After some remarks, this trip ended in harmony.

After leaving Yueyang Tower, Zhang Ning told Wang Yu: Qing Mo has also been the magistrate, and his age is similar to Xu Zixin, so it should be even more discussed.You can try to persuade him to see if he can really vote for him.This person gave me a good impression, at least his character is passed; now our territory is also a problem, and we need some more upright people, otherwise it would be bad for our reputation to mess up the local area.

Wang Yu replied: Do your best.

Zhang Ning nodded, and seeing that the sun was about to set, he planned to live nearby in the temporary office of the Senate Department. First, he could exchange strategic opinions with his staff in a timely manner, and second, he could set an example and not disturb the people.

Zhu Heng returned to the official office after dark. He sat in Zhang Ning's bedroom for a while, but did not drink tea. He said that he had been unable to sleep well recently and was afraid that he would not be able to sleep after drinking tea at night.Zhang Ning asked Taohua Fairy to pour a cup of boiled water.