Farming at the beginning, I rely on business to counterattack and become a princess

Chapter 197
Gu Yuanzhi's character is also very noble and pure. Dean Zhang's flattery was patted on the horse's leg, and he couldn't help blushing. Gu Yiling, who had always been complacent, also looked a little ugly.

Zhang Tongzhi was full of interest: "Oh? It's not you? Who is that?"

Wen Dao had no choice but to stand up and repeat the rhetoric of "seen in a dream".

This set of rhetoric can't even fool Wang Xiuchun, let alone the old fritters present. Everyone's eyes are different:

If I had written that article, I would have publicized it to the entire Chengnan County. How stupid is this kid to say such a thing?

Zhang Tongzhi laughed for a long time before sighing: "I heard the Tao, I heard the Tao, it's right to be humble and responsible, but it's not okay to be too humble and honest, you know?"

He had an unexpected and reasonable feeling that Gu Yuanzhi was only fourteen or fifteen years old, and he was a county magistrate who grew up surrounded by stars. What about the article?
However, it is natural to feel resentful after hearing that there is no hope in high school after many years of taking the exam, so it is quite reasonable to write this Fu "expressing depression and injustice".

The other squires also echoed: "That's it, you can say that you made the speech. Why talk about what you saw in a dream? What are you talking about Wang Bo?"

Someone else took the opportunity to yell: "How can you lie in front of Master Tongzhi? Punishment, punishment, two cups must be fined."

I'm telling the truth, why don't you believe me?Wen Dao looked embarrassed: "Really, I really didn't do it."

The people who watched the excitement and didn't think it was a big deal immediately shouted: "You really didn't do it? Okay, then you bring that man named Wang Bo for everyone to see."

Director Sun was also present, and seeing that Zhang Tongzhi's complexion was getting worse, he quickly winked at Wen Dao: "Brother Wen, stop talking nonsense."

Wen Dao also knew that this kind of rhetoric could not be put on the table, but he couldn't say that his little sister did it, so he could only pick up the wine glass and slap himself in the face: "Boy Meng Lang, punish yourself with two glasses, and please forgive me for your sins." .”

Seeing that Taoism was soft, Zhang Tongzhi smiled: "It's right for young people to be talented and not arrogant, but you can't just talk nonsense, you know?"

Wen Dao simply smashed the jar: "Yes, Wen Dao is ashamed, thank you for your teaching, Master Tongzhi."

At this time, Dean Zhang was no longer embarrassed, and quickly smoothed things over: "That's right, that's right, it's right to listen to Master Tongzhi."

Wen Dao showed an embarrassed but polite smile, and punished everyone with two drinks before fooling the matter away.

Later, Zhang Tongzhi asked about the creation background of "Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng" and the source of allusions in it.

In fact, when Wen Dao first read this Fu, he felt sympathy for each other. Although their circumstances were different, the malice and injustice they suffered were the same, and they shared the same sadness and sorrow.

Now, he can only be thankful that he and his younger sister have discussed these details one by one before, so there is no obstacle in answering.

Everyone was even more sure that this Fu was written by Wen Dao, otherwise how could he understand it so clearly?
Seeing that everyone is flattering me, I feel very embarrassed when I hear it, so I can only keep saying that I am ashamed, ashamed, and point the honor to my classmates:
"Actually, this "Preface to the Pavilion of the King of Teng" is a collaboration between me, Junior Brother Yuanzhi and Brother Xiuchun. Thanks to Junior Brother Yuanzhi's recitation and the guidance of Brother Xiuchun's beautiful music, everyone can fully appreciate the meaning of this poem. Atmospheric and wonderful."

Wang Xuwen seized the opportunity to show off his son, he pretended to reprimand and said, "Xiu Chun, why don't you hurry up and introduce the music you play to the adults."

Wang Yuchun had a bitter expression on his face: Those two pieces of music were also given to him by Wendao, so what should he say?

Wen Dao looked at Wang Chuchun with encouragement on his face: Come on, you can do it.

Wang Yuchun had no choice but to hesitate and said: "Actually, this song is adapted from Brother Wen Dao's Gaoshan Liushui and Yuzhou Changwan. It can be regarded as a co-compilation by the three of us, especially Junior Brother Yuanzhi gave me a lot of pointers."

Indeed, Gu Yuanzhi put forward many helpful opinions on the arrangement and stage performance, and it is not wrong to say that the cooperation was completed, but he is not the kind of arrogant person: "The two brothers are outstanding talents, and Yuan Zhi is ashamed. "

Zhang Tongzhi understands it. The Fu and the music are all written by Wen Dao, but he is not greedy for credit, and remembers to share the credit with his companions. This kid is quite appetizing to him:

"Haha, the three of you are all modest and gentlemen. You are so humble and courteous. Good job. Dean Zhang, you are such a good student!"

Zhang Jingzhi hurriedly stood up to express his gratitude: "Thank you for your praise, Master Tongzhi. The purpose of Lizhang Academy is to be virtuous, sincere, knowledgeable and ambitious. While focusing on academics, we also attach great importance to improving students' moral character."

Zhang Tongzhi was very satisfied with this Wenchang praying ceremony, and said another meaningful sentence at the end of the tea party: "Dean Zhang, your academy can't bury talents."

"Yes, yes, I will follow your lord's orders." Dean Zhang immediately promised that "the academy must focus on cultivating Wen Dao".

While the men were chatting freely at the tea party, Zhang Wan'er finally met her mother who had been thinking about it day and night—the wife of Tongzhi, Zhang Zhou.

"Mother, my daughter misses you so much, why don't you come to see Wan'er?" Zhang Wan'er couldn't wait to act like a baby when she saw Zhang Zhoushi.

"Mother wants to see you, but it's not easy to come here from Fucheng, and Jingyuan also has Jingyuan's rules, it's not that mother can see you just because she wants to."

"Mother, my daughter is like going to jail here, it's so boring, when can I go home?"

Mrs. Zhang Zhou came here with a happy event, so she was not angry with Zhang Wan'er's complaint, but only lightly reprimanded her:
"Do you think you're here to play? You're here to learn how to be a qualified old woman. You don't cherish the opportunity to go out and study now. After you get married, it will be difficult for you to go out."

"What is getting married? My daughter is not going to marry. Wan'er will always be by my mother's side." Zhang Wan'er snuggled up to Zhang Zhoushi.

"What stupid things are you talking about? Mother came here this time to tell you that she has already made an appointment with you."

"What?" Zhang Wan'er turned pale with shock.

"It's Jiang Zhou, the youngest son of Jiang Baichuan in the same year as your father."

"Mother, we agreed that before we get engaged, we must first let our daughter know and understand each other. I have never heard of this person, and I don't know if he is round or flat?" Zhang Wan'er was very dissatisfied.

"Don't talk nonsense about round and flat, haven't you heard about it now?" Zhang Zhou's tone was severe, and she told Zhang Wan'er again:

"Jiang's family is a noble family in the capital. Jiang Zhou is the husband-in-law carefully selected by his parents for you. He is now studying in Kaijia Academy. You also know that those who can enter Kaijia Academy are either powerful or talented. , this Jiang Zhou will definitely go to high school next year."

(End of this chapter)