This martial artist just wants to be an official

Chapter 54
After Liu Huanxun finished speaking, he just looked at Zhang Shenxing calmly.

He just needs to speak out, and don't worry about the rest of the matter, he has not forgotten the black brocade and white Pei Yinlang in front of him, but the Jingcha envoy from the middle of Beijing.

Now he is already gloating.

It happened that Hai Rui came here because of his meritorious deeds, and happened to catch up with the Jingcha envoy here.
Then what did Hai Runze do to corrupt his character and devour his conscience, so that his fate is so bad?
However, in the next second, his face froze.

Just listen to that Zhang Shenxing said lightly:
"The official of this case knows that he really broke the case, and the body of the fugitive from Beijing is on my car, Pei Yinlang."

In a word, the amount of information is no less than the Big Bang.

Everyone who was blown up was out of their minds.

What are you talking about? ? ?
Everyone was stunned for a moment.

Liu Huanxun's face was flushed red with anger, a little purple.

For a moment, he didn't know what to do.

The whole person just stood there holding his breath and being at a loss.

Zhang Shenxing looked at his expression, there was a strange flash across his face, he didn't know whether he should smile or not.

It's inappropriate to laugh.

Don't laugh, but his expression is really funny.

Not only Liu Huanxun, Wei Changqing also had a dull expression.

That Hai Rui.
But Wei Changqing's reaction was quick, he straightened his back with a smile, stroked his beard and nodded:
"Since Mr. Zhang is the guarantee, then there is no need to bother to investigate this case. I will invite the foreign spy case together tomorrow."

The words are still watertight.

Zhang Shenxing glanced at him, he was born as a martial artist, he didn't think too much, he didn't feel Wei Changqing's caution and compliment, he just nodded lightly.

"Master Zhang has been exhausted all the way, if you don't mind, we also happen to be having dinner together, why don't we go together?"

Wei Changqing didn't have time to care about the abnormal expressions of Liu Huanxun and other officials. Now he was preoccupied with serving Zhang Shenxing first, so that the envoy from Beijing could make a good impression on everyone present.

Zhang Shenxing frowned, and was about to refuse, but when he thought that he still had something to trouble Wei Changqing, he nodded and said:

"Um"

Wei Changqing's somewhat disturbed face instantly returned to a smile, and hurriedly greeted the boy:

"Sit up!"

The boy was also winking, and several people hurriedly added a pair of tables and chairs beside the table where Wei Changqing was sitting, and set up tableware and food in a short while.

Zhang Shenxing nodded and sat down, without saying much, poured the wine on his own, picked up his chopsticks and started eating.

The expressionless Zhang Shenxing put a lot of pressure on the officials present.

Everyone's eyes were unnatural, looking over from time to time, wanting to speak recklessly but didn't know what to say.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the study room became subtle.

Liu Huanxun also slowly recovered from the embarrassing situation just now, and continued to return to his expressionless face.

The officials below whispered, and Liu Huanxun admired the dancer's graceful dance with a calm expression.

Only Wei Changqing greeted Zhang Shenxing with a hush and asked about his health, and when he sat down, he almost picked up vegetables and poured wine for Zhang Shenxing himself.

But after all, he was in the officialdom, after drinking three rounds and eating five flavors, the atmosphere on the table gradually improved, and the smell of wine gradually overshadowed the strangeness before.

Under Wei Changqing's verbal offensive, Zhang Shenxing also slowly chatted.

Just when everyone was chatting happily, an official suddenly laughed and said:

"My lords, did you ever know that there is a famous masterpiece from Chongbei recently?"

As soon as he finished speaking, someone continued to say:
"It's natural. When I first heard about the masterpiece, Xiaguan was drinking tea with his family, and he stood there for a long time, his chest throbbing."

"My Dayong finally has a famous piece, and the Dayong poetry circle is no longer a stagnant pool!"

These people were originally literati, and after drinking some wine, their expressions became agitated when they talked about elegance.

Wei Changqing was talking happily with Zhang Shenxing, when he heard this, he was slightly taken aback:
"What masterpiece is it? How many adults appreciate it so much?"

It can't be blamed that he didn't keep up with the current affairs. He has been so busy preparing for the Beijing inspection recently that he has no time to care about it.

Liu Huanxun was also slightly taken aback, he had always followed Wei Changqing, but he had never heard of it.

He himself is also a good poet, and he usually writes poems at home, but he never shares them with others. After all, he still knows his own water..
The official said with a smile: "It is rumored that this poem was written by a small yamen servant for the mother of a Goulan owl, which makes people a little puzzled."

As soon as this word comes out.

Wei Changqing and Liu Huanxun's complexions became ugly at the same time.

The expectations in my heart instantly dropped to the bottom.

A small yamen servant?

A hook bar mother? ?
Ha ha.

Liu Huanxun even had a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.

He knew this official, and he could understand it. After all, he was born in a humble background. He didn't have enough talent in his chest, so he felt that some slightly outstanding non-illness moans were top-notch masterpieces.

He lifted the wine glass indifferently, and was about to put it in his mouth, but suddenly he heard the official continue:

"The jade bowl is cold and dripping with dew, and the powder melts and the fragrant snow penetrates the light gauze."

In a word, Liu Huanxun's hand that delivered the wine suddenly stopped.

The white skirt on the chest was wet.

His expression became sluggish again in an instant, even more sluggish than when Zhang Shenxing said that the ice pick case was solved by Hai Rui.

As a person who is good at poetry, although he is not good at composing poems, he loves them from the bottom of his heart, and his ability to appreciate poems is even higher than others. Although he is not good at composing poems himself, it does not hinder his love for poems.

Therefore, as soon as the official's voice came out, his eyes straightened, and he was instantly immersed in the artistic conception of the poem.

Not only him, but all the other officials who knew this poem all squinted their eyes and enjoyed it.

Those who had never heard of it all turned pale.

The same is true for Wei Changqing, with a look of astonishment on his face, he looked at the official who made the sound, and for a while forgot to talk to Zhang Shenxing.

"Late makeup is better than lotus."

Seeing that he had become the center of the study, the official couldn't help feeling a little smug, subconsciously showing off, his expression and voice were full of emotion:

"The temples are about to meet the moon at the brow, and the red wine is just on the face."

As soon as the third sentence came out, Liu Huanxun's gaze was even more hollow.

In his mind, a beautiful fairy is smiling at him.

Suddenly, that fairy-like person disappeared without warning, and he was full of anxiety.

Because the last line of the poem was read out by the official:
"A spring dream, the sun is slanting westward."

Liu Huanxun's mind exploded!
He remained in a drinking posture blankly, like a sculpture.

However, what made him burst even more was Zhang Shenxing's plain words:

"I have heard of this poem a little bit, and it was written by Lu Yuanzhi, the nephew of Chongbeihai County Magistrate."

He stayed in Chongbei for a few days, so he naturally knew about this poem.

Zhang Shenxing has only said a few words since he appeared.

It just happened that these few short sentences raised the pair of protagonists who danced together countless grades.
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