Chapter 551:
There was a sudden silence in the Crazy Old Man’s teahouse.
Some frowned in thought.
Some people suddenly realized and fell silent.
A stout man said angrily: "Nonsense! I know that Mr. Song is a great scholar in the world, promoted to the third rank, and became Jing Zhaoyin. But what good plan does he have for the peace of the people in Beichen City? In terms of politics, it is better than adding 100,000 households a year. ? In terms of military merit, it is possible to annihilate the Demon Armored Demon Army in one battle? In terms of poetry, it is possible to unite mountains and rivers? The difference is not even a little bit." "
Yes, if someone in a high position would be an official, the world would have been at peace. Of course, a person in a high position would He is a true man."
"Master Li, he is the undisputed number one in the Northwest today! He even has a chance to compete for the best official in the world!"
An old man stroked his beard and smiled and said: "I am in Beichen City and Qiyuan City. I once lived there and admired Mr. Yun Jing very much. Mr. Yun Jing was more familiar with the meaning of the classics, studied literature and had profound cultivation. However, I also heard people discuss Mr. Yun Jing, and many people came to the unanimous conclusion that Mr. Yun Jing was more like Xian Yun Ye He, and I don’t like power and position. If we just talk about people, Mr. Yun Jing is really a role model, and none of us can comment on it. But when it comes to being an official, whether it’s the so-called leisurely clouds and wild cranes, it doesn’t matter if I don’t like power and position, I can only say that I regret it. "Shen", no matter how much comments you make, it may be disrespectful to Mr. Yun Jing, so I won't speak nonsense. As for Mr. Li, he does not hesitate to do anything, and he does not care about personal interests when he is an official. This alone is enough to be tied with Mr. Gang Feng. I have a question , when it comes to being an official in the northwest, who is better, Mr. Yunjing or Mr. Gangfeng?"
Many people who knew Song Yunjing's identity nodded.
"The old man's comments are spot on."
The handsome young man looked at the old man carefully. He looked like an ordinary person no matter what, and said with a smile: "I admit that what you said is right, but in my eyes, Song Yunjing will always be the best official." "Perhaps
. This young master can become a better official." The old man smiled.
The handsome young man was stunned for a moment, then he cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, father-in-law, for your advice. The students have benefited a lot." "
You should leave quickly, Qiyuan City is not suitable for you!" Some people booed.
The handsome young man smiled and said nothing.
A skinny middle-aged man put down his pipe and pot and said: "Young man, I suggest you walk more in the city and see more. The more you walk, the more you see, you will see the difference between Qiyuan City and Beichen City. , I know it by heart."
"Yes, if you are not familiar with it, I will take you for a walk, and I will cover all food, clothing and accommodation!" "
I have time in the next two days to show you around and convince you!"
" I escaped from Qiyuan City, and now I am back to live. Do I know who is a good official or a bad official better than you? I have a bad temper. Come on, take my carriage. I will show you today what it means to be under the rule of Mr. Li. Qiyuan City!"
A group of people stood up, and the middle-aged man behind the handsome young man stepped forward and looked at the handsome young man.
The handsome young man smiled and said: "Okay, I want to see how amazing this Qiyuan City is. In addition, a gentleman uses his words but not his hands, and hits people instead of slapping them in the face. If you are in a hurry, please save my face." Everyone laughed
. Laughing, some people who were originally angry calmed down their scowl.
"Don't worry, we people in Qiyuan City don't hit people casually. Maybe we will be taught a lesson by some middle-grade or even high-grade one. Come on, let me show you!" Some good people got up, surrounded the handsome young man, chatted and laughed and left the teahouse
.
After taking a few steps, the old man who was persuading the handsome young man suddenly stood up, walked to the second floor window, and looked towards the street.
I saw an old man in tattered clothes and white hair and beard walking slowly forward. The old man was dirty, with dirt on his face and black nails, but his beard and hair were neat and spotless.
When the handsome young man saw the man walking straight towards him, he had to get out of the way with the others.
The old man's eyes were cloudy, he was looking straight ahead, and he just murmured to himself: "The golden tiles and golden palace, the emperor can see..." The
handsome young man glanced at the old man in surprise. This nursery rhyme seemed familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had heard it.
The skinny man half-raised the pot and pipe, and said, "Don't worry about him. Not long ago, there was an old madman who went crazy all day long. It is said that he could only wake up for less than a quarter of an hour a day. After he woke up, he would ask everyone he met how to get around. People told him Then, he walked forward desperately, and when a quarter of an hour passed, he started singing nursery rhymes again and wandered around the city. But this man didn't hurt anyone, and everyone ignored him." The handsome young man nodded and stayed away from everyone
.
At night, the county government office. Li Qingxian looked through the information sent by the night guard, shook his head, and then ordered the night guard to go to the restaurant to bring the drunk Song Baige to the county government.
late at night.
"A wave after a wave, a wave after a wave, little brother, I'm going through a wave today... burp..."
squeak...
The study door opened, and Li Qingxian looked up.
Song Baige, dressed in white, walked in with a smile, pink face and hazy eyes.
"Hey, isn't this Magistrate Li? I've seen Magistrate Li!"
Li Qingxian rolled his eyes at him and said, "If you're not in the Hanlin Academy, what are you doing here?"
After saying that, Li Qingxian's face showed Suspicious, he looked at Song Baige carefully.
Shendu and Qiyuan City are thousands of miles apart.
"Guessed it?" Song Baige smiled and dragged the chair across the desk to sit opposite Li Qingxian.
"No way." Li Qingxian frowned slightly and then calmed down.
"Hiccup..." Song Baige leaned back and hung on the chair like a tattered cotton jacket and said, "Do you think I want to come? It's not like you don't know me, you just like to play. In Beichen City, you were forced by your father. It's better to kill the demon later, otherwise the cockfight will go away?"
Li Qingxian thought for a while and said: "Who wants to transfer me? If Uncle Song can't do it, it can only be Zhao Shoufu. He has always done things carefully, and until the end I can't tell, but it's possible. Where is he going to transfer me?"
"Back to the Divine Capital." Song Baige smiled, still limp, but his eyes were clear.
Li Qingxian looked shocked and said, "Is something big going to happen?"
"How did I know that since Zhao Fu has judged that the gods need you, it means that the gods really need you." "
After the official evaluation, I vaguely knew that I was going to move, so I was making preparations. However, I didn't expect it to be you. "
Why, you don't want to?"
"On the contrary, I feel relieved when I see you coming. Not because you will do what I do, but because at least you won't mess around. As long as the next one doesn't mess around, Qiyuan City will not Something will happen."
Song Baige curled his lips and said, "Don't forget that I am seven levels ahead of you."
Li Qingxian pondered for a moment and said, "Since you are all here, Zhao Shoufu will definitely not change his mind again. As long as you are here, I will Don't worry, I will take over the handovers one after another. However, I still don't understand Zhao Shoufu's purpose of asking me to return to Shendu. Shendu is in such chaos now, so if you ask me to go back, isn't this torturing me?" "You come to Qiyuan County
. Didn't you think so too when you were there?" Song Baige said with a smile.
Li Qingxian was stunned for a moment and nodded.
"He won't harm you, father won't harm you, and I won't harm you either." Song Baige said slowly, smelling of alcohol.
Li Qingxian said, "Does anyone want to pick peaches?"
Song Baige nodded.
Li Qingxian chuckled and said: "Zhao Shoufu really underestimates me. Anyone who dares to pick my peaches... I can't afford to offend him?"
(End of Chapter)