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Chapter 99 Soul Poet Xiao Zijie

Chapter 99 Soul Poet Xiao Zijie

For Kong Moshan, the 200 million guan is his current life-saving straw.

Ever since he became the third envoy, money is his life. For money, dignity is not worth mentioning.

Kong Moshan's tone became kind.

"Brother-in-law, don't rush away, we can sit down and chat, and have lunch by the way!"

This is the first time Kong Moshan called him his brother-in-law.

This is the first time Kong Moshan has addressed him in such a gentle way.

Liu Qing's face was full of joy, he had never enjoyed this kind of treatment.

"What are you talking about?" Liu Qing felt very refreshed, and continued to speak solemnly.

Kong Moshan heaved a long sigh and said, "We are in-laws, but due to various reasons, we have always had a grudge against each other. It's my brother-in-law's fault! How about we have a drink and have a good chat?"

Liu Qing was also a donkey, as soon as he heard that Kong Moshan had apologized, he immediately sat down again.

Then at noon, Kong Moshan had someone cook a table of hard dishes, took out two jars of good wine from his collection, and drank with Liu Qing in the Sansi yamen.

Most conflicts between men can be resolved with a drink.

Not long after, half a pot of wine was drunk, and the two of them talked more.

"Brother-in-law, to tell you the truth that you may not like to hear, when you married my sister, I didn't like you, and then you climbed all the way to become the third envoy, I still don't like you! I always think that you Make a mess of our Da Zhou's finances, but after hearing what you said today, I know your difficulties!"

Kong Moshan hugged Liu Qing's shoulders, and said dizzily: "Little brother-in-law, you still look down on me, and I still look down on your family. Back then, my brother-in-law was a well-known young man from all over the world. Jinshi in high school, but people from all over the world who came to my house to propose a marriage lined up in a long line, but your father, my old father-in-law thinks I have no money, if it is not because your Liu family disagrees, can we elope?"

"It's all over, it's all over, we were too stubborn back then, now we're old, and we don't have many relatives and friends, we should cherish each other!"

"Come, come, come... have another drink, I still have better aged wine, I'll get you another jar of good wine later!"

"Brother-in-law, you are not authentic. As the third envoy, you can't count on me. I will drink with you, and you must buy me the best drink. This is the 200 million silver ticket. You take it!"

Kong Moshan took the 200 million silver notes, threw them aside casually, and said, "Money is nothing but wine and meat, is the truth!"

……

Just when the two were chatting happily, Kong Ze also came to the Sansi Yamen from the military camp to attend Zhao Yan's wedding.

When he saw his father and his uncle, the big rivals, drinking together with their arms around their shoulders, and chatting happily, he couldn't help being a little unbelievable.

He rubbed his eyes, only to be sure that the two of them were indeed shoulder to shoulder, like old friends for many years.

"Father, uncle, what's the matter with you?" Kong Ze asked with a puzzled expression.

Kong Moshan stood up unsteadily, pointed at Kong Ze and said, "See, this is your nephew. He made great contributions in the battle with Northern Mongolia. The camouflage technique he created according to His Majesty's guidance has already It spread in the military camp that there is not a single coward among the children of the Kong family."

Immediately afterwards, Kong Moshan said again: "Son, quickly show your uncle a trick of disguise!"

Hearing this, Kong Ze wanted to cry, but since he triumphantly returned from the border, the storyteller in Golan Washe on the street has passed it on in a miraculous way, as if he can hide himself instead of pretending.

And Kong Moshan often asked Kong Ze to perform camouflage in full view.

It made Kong Ze very embarrassed every time, so he had to run away quickly.

Kong Ze looked at the two elders who were already drunk, and said with a smile: "Father, uncle, please close your eyes for ten breaths, and I will prepare."

Immediately, the two of them closed their eyes obediently.

Kong Ze ran away. He didn't want to pretend, but escaped from the Sansi Yamen directly.

The next day, Kong Moshan once again stood proudly at the gate of the Sansi Yamen.

Being rich is just so tough.

What surprised him even more was that this morning, two more money-deliverers came.

One is the housekeeper of Qingwei Pavilion. Zhao Yan's dividends on the book reached 50 yuan, and the housekeeper sent them all.

Kong Moshan guessed that this was probably instructed by Lu Nianwei. This girl seemed careless, but in fact she was very serious in her thinking.

The other came even more powerful.

Liu Dazhong rushed back from the south. He and Zhao Yan were divided in business, and Zhao Yan took the lead.

When he handed the 800 million silver note to Kong Moshan, Kong Moshan almost didn't hug Liu Dazhong and kiss him.

The third division is finally rich, and the national treasury is finally rich.

With this money, as long as there is no war this year, there is nothing to worry about.

……

And the day before Zhao Yan's wedding, a funny and sensational event happened in the whole city.

Wen Xiang's son Xiao Zijie wrote a poem again.

And it is still on an expensive screen in Wanbao Building.

Xiao Zijie's poems are unique in Changdan City, not because they are well written, but because they are too bad and too funny.

Even a child who can roughly read hundreds of surnames and thousand-character texts can sometimes be better than him.

Xiao Zijie's poem is to wish Zhao Yan a great marriage and many children.

After it was written, in less than half a day, the children on the street would sing it, and it quickly spread throughout Changdan City.

He has caused countless young people, middle-aged and old people who do not know a lot of Chinese characters to feel that they, too, may become a great poet.

Xiao Zijie's poem is a poem called "Auspicious Day".

The content of the text is: red flowers, red candles and red lanterns, full of joy and joy, your majesty will have many children in a big marriage, one, two, three, four, five, six, seven.

At that time, it was the diners who heard this poem in Wanbaolou, and all of them laughed so hard that they couldn't lift their heads and praised it one after another.

This kind of poem, but any scholar can't write it.

Xiao Zijie once again became the laughing stock of the entire Changdan City.

But Xiao Zijie didn't care at all, he felt that he wrote it very well, especially the last sentence "one two three four five six seven", wishing the emperor more dragon species, the artistic conception is excellent.

And he believes that in the entire Great Dancheng, except for Zhao Yan's poems, other people's poems are not as widely spread as his poems, and they will not arouse countless people's discussions.

And when he returned to Xiao's mansion, Xiao Jingye was waiting for him in the mansion with a long stick.

"Nizi, didn't my father tell you that you can do anything, but you must never write poetry, and you dare to write!"

Xiao Zijie looked aggrieved, and explained: "The poetry is coming, I can't help it!"

"I want to beat you, I can't bear it anymore!" Xiao Jingye's face turned purple with anger, and he chased Xiao Zijie with a long stick.

His face has already been defeated by this son.

Xiao Zijie ran away at once, and said while running: "Father, you may want to kill a great poet who can open up a faction in the bud. Your Majesty even praised my poems as being very down-to-earth!"

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