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Chapter 139 Farewell
Ten miles east of Wuling City, there is a Bailiu Pavilion built in the former dynasty.

This pavilion is not big, and the building is not unusual, only seven gray and white strange willow trees grow here.

In the first half of autumn, these willow trees have been silent in the luxuriant spring and summer just now, but most of the branches full of trees have been cut off by people.

Especially today, on September [-]th, Yan Yun, the former prefect of Wuling, was promoted due to his meritorious service, and set off for Beijing to face the saint.

Wuling officials and famous scholars who came to see him off broke off a branch of one of the white willows.

Two or 300 people came to see them off, all of them were dressed in rich and brocade robes, but Yan Yun was uncharacteristically wearing arrow sleeves, riding horses with four or five companions, and only brought five or six packages. From this moment, it can be seen that Something in Yan Yun's bones.

No one suspected that Yan Yun was putting on a show.

Probably because six years ago, when Yan Yun took office, he rode alone from Chang'an Longjing (not today's Chang'an) all the way to Wuling.

Zhang Zhe was among the seeing-off crowd, standing with a group of so-called "Wuling talents".People's ears are full of comments about what the strict prefect has done in the past six years.

When Yan Yun took office for three months, he helped his good friend Sun Guangyao to the position of co-prefect. Half a year later, the county's general judge was held by Yan Yun, and he abstained from all decisions made by Yan Yun.

The most astonishing thing is that Yan Yun forced the old man of the Song family to step down from his position as the envoy of shipping in Wuling City and replace him with the second son of the Song family after he had been in office for one year.

And the most surprising thing is that since then, Yan Yun actually began to hide his edge, and most of the affairs of the prefect's mansion were transferred to the Tongzhi Yamen for handling.

For the next five years, Prefect Yan sneaked into Yuanyuan, and deliberately put the Changping warehouse affairs of the government office into the hands of the Song family. In the "business" of the Song family.

Once the net is closed, not only will the Song family be uprooted, but even the provincial road will be completely controlled by his faction.

Zhang Zhe was listening intently, when suddenly he heard someone shouting from the pavilion in front of him.

"Is Zhang Xinzhi coming? Come forward!"

The Bailiu Pavilion was four feet above the ground, and Zhang Zhe, who was in the pavilion, had already seen clearly that it was Yan Yun, Sun Yao, Gao Tulin and the judge of the county.

And the one who called out for him was none other than the manager of all the students, Gao Xuejuan.

This was about to ask him to send a farewell poem. Zhang Zhe had been prepared and stepped forward with confidence to salute several high-ranking officials in the county.

Sure enough, Gao Xue judged with a smile and said: "In my county, this letter has the most extraordinary literary talent. Come, come, today we will bid farewell to the prefect Yan, and you will make a good one."

This is not polite at all.

But Zhang Zhe and the "talented scholars" behind him had no temper.

Gao Tulin has been nourishing Qi for 40 years, and he is expected to be a great Confucian. The entire Yunmengnan Taoist Confucian name should be among the top three. Moreover, he still holds the future and reputation of the scholars in this county in his hands.

Therefore, no matter how arrogant a scholar is, he would not dare to make mistakes in vain under Gao Tulin's call.

Of course, this is only for scholars!
The newly appointed Sun Taishou of this county is not on this list.

"Wait a minute!" Sun Guangxian blocked it with his hand, and looked at Yan Yun with a smile, "Today, I have seven or eight talented scholars from Wuling, and they must all have excellent works. In my opinion, it's better to send them all to brother Ziheng. ?”

Gao Tulin shook his head disapprovingly, thinking: This is just a waste of time.In the final analysis, this poem still depends on Zhang Xinzhi.

Sun Taishou called his companion and collected all the poems that everyone carried with them.

The four tasted it once, and when they saw Taishou Sun taking the lead, they shook their heads, which chilled the hearts of a group of talented scholars who were looking forward to it.

"Zhang Xinzhi," Taishou Sun looked at Zhang Zhe lightly, with a serious look in his eyes, "A few days ago, you walked on the street with your wife behind you, which was really a hindrance to the view. Today, while Brother Ziheng is not gone, Gao Xuejuan is also here, just to teach you a lesson."

Zhang Zhe felt bitter when he heard it, so he said that a moral gentleman is so difficult to get along with.

But Yan Yun smiled indifferently and didn't even look at Zhang Zhe.

"How does Guangxian plan to deal with this kid?"

None of the people in the booth were stupid, and the word "boy" was equivalent to Yan Yun sending a message to everyone present.

Zhang Xinzhi is Yan Yun's favorite!

Sun Guangxian turned a deaf ear to Yan Yun's words and pointed directly at Zhang Zhedao.

"Everyone says you are unparalleled in poetry. I've let people find out about it for a long time, but I haven't heard that you have any words that are not modest. You are frivolous and frivolous all day long. Today I will ask you to try your tricks!"

"The four of you in the pavilion, each say a word or two about today's farewell, and you use all of it in your poems. If you don't do it well, I will ask you to fine money to learn classics. I won't let you copy too much, It is enough for you to have a good life this year and reflect at home."

This is three months for Zhang Zhe to copy books!

The group of talents behind Zhang Zhe couldn't help but took a half step back in fright, fearing that Taishou Sun would find him next.Compared with Zhang Xinzhi's actions, those who are happy all day long are the ones who should be beaten.

Zhang Zhe's scalp was numb, and he really wanted to break the contract with Yan Yun on the spot and ask him to look west for this person?Isn't this seeking skin from a tiger?
It's a pity that Zhang Zhe was the only one in the audience who thought that Taishou Sun was embarrassing himself.

The others looked at Zhang Zhe with envy after fear.

No one thought that Zhang Zhe would be afraid of this, including the four in the pavilion.

Sun Guangxian pointed at his feet cunningly.

"here!"

Tong Pan pointed emotionally at the horse tied to the pillar of the pavilion, and seemed to recall the past when Yan Yun entered Wuling with his horse.

"I choose the word horse."

Gao Xuepan also pointed to the distant mountains and said, "Green Mountain."

Yan Yun smiled and sighed: "Everyone is an old friend from now on, so I will choose the word old friend!"

The four high-ranking officials all looked at Zhang Zhe after they finished speaking, just in time to find that the man just took his fingers off his cheeks, and the blush from rubbing three circles on the left and three circles on the right has not yet dissipated.

"Students already have it, please adults to taste it. The green mountains are across the north, and the white water is around the east city. This place is a farewell, lonely and thousands of miles away. Floating clouds and wandering, the setting sun is the love of old people. Wave your hands from here, and Xiao Xiao's team cries. "

This is actually out of words!
"Good poetry!" This is Gao Tulin's voice, he has never been too lazy to care about other people's feelings in academic matters.

Yan Yun laughed loudly: "Zhang Xinzhi, let me send you a song to congratulate Grand Administrator Sun!"

This is a step for Zhang Zhe to flatter Sun Taishou, otherwise his hands will be useless this year.

But who knows that Sun Taishou stretched out his hand again to stop him.

"Today is a farewell to brother Ziheng, how can I let Sun occupy the east guest. Forget it, forgive this man! Next time something like this happens, be careful with your palms!" People with fame and fame as scholars are no longer suitable to use instruments of torture, only the ruler borrowed from the Xuejuan Yamen can be used.)
(End of this chapter)