Half an hour later, lunch began.

Chengnan Posthouse is used to receive high-ranking officials and dignitaries all year round, so the main hall is decorated very luxuriously.

The hall is decorated with carved beams and painted buildings, palace lanterns hanging high, and red wood. Six large round tables can be placed in the hall without feeling crowded.

In addition to the officials, there were also local gentry and wealthy businessmen from Jining, filling up six large tables with noise.

There were huge plates and bowls, huge fish and meat piled up like a small mountain on the table, and there were people playing piano and singing to accompany the wine. Such a tacky scene really made Lord Xu lose his appetite.

But in order to wait for Wang Shizhen's poem, the old prime minister still endured the discomfort and persevered.

After three rounds of wine, the dishes have five flavors.

Sitting at the guest of honor seat protected by a mahogany landscape screen, an official suggested that Alliance Leader Wang leave his calligraphy or compose a poem to add luster to Jining.

As soon as these words came out, the whole room immediately responded with a clamor. It was not easy to wait for the living leader Wang. How could they let him go easily without making him vomit something?

Wang Shizhen had been waiting for this moment for a long time, so he happily responded, "No problem!"

As he spoke, he picked up the wine glass, pretended to think for a moment, then turned around and bowed to Xu Jie, saying:

"Then I will give this poem, "Presented to Junior Tutor Xu Xianggong on his way back to the south, in sixty lines of seven-character modern style," to Yuan Fu."

"Wow, sixty sentences! This is really fun!" Jining officials cheered excitedly, and then everyone quieted down and listened to Alliance Leader Wang chanting in a deep voice:

"The ministers and officials have been in charge of the transformation and justice for many years, and they have all taught and instructed each other like silk. Hong Kui has always been a model of elegance and elegance, while Li Hai has always been a model of elegance and elegance."

"Good!" After just two sentences, the officials immediately applauded.

"The two edicts revived the country and made it shine like the sun and the moon. The emperor and his subjects were honored for their loyalty. I entrusted the secret to the golden seal and supported the new jade throne with my bare hands!"

"Great!" The officials were simply in awe of the Leader of the Dead King. He could flatter so much without batting an eyelid. He deserved to be the leader of the literary world!

Wang Shizhen turned to Xu Jie again, looked at the person he was praising sincerely and said:

"All the ministers began to know the wisdom of Emperor Shun, and the whole world originally only praised Emperor Yao's benevolence. The gate of Ji is always open like water during the day, and the rafters and pens are always in spring when the sun returns..."

But Lord Xu had a terribly gloomy face, and Xu Fan also had a dark face as if he wanted to eat someone.

"That's enough." Xu Fan interrupted Wang Shizhen abruptly, then helped his father to stand up and said, "It's getting late, we should set off. Thank you all for your hospitality."

After saying this, the father and son ignored the Jining officials who were looking at each other in bewilderment and left the lobby.

Wang Shizhen was even more confused. Wasn't my poem corny enough?

I almost vomited when I wrote it...

He hurriedly chased after him with the Jining prefect.

"Prince Fu, please stay! What happened to make you so unhappy?"

The prefect of Jining was so upset. He spent a lot of time and effort to treat the guests, but he still made such a big mistake. Who the hell can he go to for justice?

Lord Xu, supported by his son, had already walked to the entrance of the inn.

After hearing this, he walked towards the boat and said calmly, "Don't worry, Master Ming. I'm not targeting you. I just feel tired all of a sudden. Please go back."

"This..." The prefect stopped and looked at Wang Shizhen. If it's not against me, then it's against you.

"Me?" Wang Shizhen racked his brains but had no idea how he had irritated the father and son.

"It's you!" Xu Fan turned around and spat at him, "Another ungrateful bastard!"

"How did I become an ungrateful person?" Wang Shizhen followed behind and shouted: "My dear brother, even if you want to kill me, you have to let me be a clear-headed ghost!"

"You know it in your heart!" Xu Fan scolded, "You have the guts to play a trick on my father, but you don't have the guts to admit it? You really make people look down on you!"

After saying this, he supported his trembling old father and went straight onto the boat.

"Yuan Fu, given the long-standing friendship between our two families, do you think I would tease you?" Alliance Leader Wang was so aggrieved that tears came to his eyes.

"That may not be the case." Xu Fan sneered, "Zhang Taiyue is still the successor of my father's legacy! Maybe in this world, he will repay kindness with enmity!"

After saying that, he slammed the cabin door shut and ignored Wang Shizhen who had a sad face.

Alliance Leader Wang stood on the dock for a long while. Only when the official ship sailed away did he suddenly take off his big hat and throw it into the lake.

"He's fucking sick!"

Until his death, Wang Shizhen never figured out how he had offended the Xu family that day...

He even took his twelve lines of poetry apart word by word and studied them for a full half month, but he still couldn't find anything in them that could anger the Xu father and son.

~~

Yangzhou Dongguan Wharf.

Everyone can finally have a good rest here and return to Jinling refreshed.

At the dock, Ye's younger brother Ye Xixian personally came to greet them with a motorcade.

With Zhao Shouzheng and his Uncle Ye going to greet them, Zhao Hao was happy to save himself the trouble and got into a luxurious carriage with Qiaoqiao and Ma Xianglan.

Young Master Zhao was commenting on the decoration in the carriage when Hua Shuyang knocked on the door.

"Master, my father-in-law left a letter for you in Yangzhou."

"Oh?" Zhao Hao took it and asked curiously, "Why did Alliance Leader Wang come to Yangzhou?"

"I just found out after reading the letter." Hua Shuyang replied hurriedly, "My father-in-law has been appointed as the deputy envoy of Henan Province, and he happened to be going north from the canal."

He said with a look of regret: "It's a pity that we missed each other on the way... Hey, Master, what are you doing?"

Hua Shuyang noticed that his master kept slapping his forehead and muttering, "I forgot it all, I forgot it all..."

"It's okay, I'm carsick." Zhao Hao said casually, and then asked: "When did your father-in-law set off from Yangzhou?"

"On the 25th of last month." Hua Shuyang said: "According to calculations, we should have entered Henan by now..."

"Oh, it's too late..." Zhao Hao smiled bitterly.

"What do you mean it's too late?" Hua Shuyang looked at Zhao Hao in surprise, and screamed in his heart, is the master going to use the great prophecy on his father-in-law?

"Nothing." Zhao Hao waved his hand, signaling him to go away.

Then he ignored the confused Hua Shuyang and slammed the car door.

In the carriage, Qiaoqiao and Ma Xianglan also looked at Zhao Hao strangely.

He was seen wriggling on the velvet seat like a bean worm.

The two asked him what bad things he had done, but Zhao Hao refused to tell them.

How should Zhao Hao tell them?

During the Chinese New Year, the poem I wrote to Xu Gelao at Wu Shilai's request was copied from Wang Mengzhu's masterpiece.

"Sixty verses in seven-character regulated verse presented to Mr. Xu, the Junior Tutor, on his way back to the south"!

Of course, sixty sentences are too long, and the ones at the end are not appropriate... after all, Lord Xu was still in office at the time.

So Zhao Hao picked out the first sixteen sentences and gave them to Lord Xu.

Unfortunately, something went wrong during the lecture at Lingji Palace, and Lord Xu did not give him a chance to sing along. So, only he, Wu Shilai, and Xu Jie and his son knew about the poem...

Isn't this a pitfall for Alliance Leader Wang?

Wang Shizhen didn't know that his poems had been copied before they were even completed.

Just copy it, and only show it to Xu Ge Lao and his son, no one else knows about it.

Therefore, Alliance Leader Wang, who was kept in the dark, would most likely present this poem again after meeting Lord Xu!

How would Lord Xu view him?

You look down on me, don't you? You're using someone else's second-hand goods to fool me, and you're the guy I hate the most?

ps. Fourth update, 15,000 votes for an extra update, one more update to go, don't worry~~~~