Chapter 300

Beat the chicken

After a song, everyone continues to immerse themselves in the wonderful music. Read h-u-n mixed*h-u-n mixed*small-shu-shu-net-shu-net-

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Yi Niang suddenly asked, "Can you play this song well with just using zither?"

"It will be difficult, but it is very skilled and can play well."

"Is it like a Yaoqin?"

"Why do you have to use a piano to compare? For example, Confucianism, no matter how you learn, you won't match me, but if you study music, I may not match you."

"Why dare you?"

Zheng Lang looked at Yi Niang. In terms of appearance, this woman was extremely gorgeous, with skin that looked as soft as snow, her eyes were bright and charming, and her figure was good. In addition to a pair of slim waists, she also had big breasts and big buttocks. Otherwise, Cui Xian would not have looked at her.

A white summer skirt made her look even more graceful. Zheng Lang glanced across and said lightly: "I have too many distractions to do, and I can't concentrate. Once I can't concentrate, my skills will definitely fall apart. If a proficient person studies it, there will inevitably be many people who will surpass me."

I was a little sad. In the past, I was obsessed with the words, which was also the fastest time when the characters grew. At that time, I thought that the words were not going fast, the paintings were not going fast, and the piano was not going fast. Later I realized the value of that period of time. Now, I haven’t made much progress in calligraphy and painting, and even the hard carving skills have fallen. Unless it is copied, it is better to win people with new ideas.

He continued: "As long as you don't steal or rob, you will have the top scorer in every line. The same is true for musical instruments. Why do you have to use a ser to play the most suitable songs for the Yaoqin? For example, if the song is ambushed on ten sides, it is best to use a pipa, and you can also use a zither. You must not use a zither, even though the long instrument I hold is only a zither. The sound of the piano is circling, the zither music is melodious, and each has its own beauty. As long as you have the heart, you can play a clean music. Why bother to be stubborn?"

The Three Plum Blossoms and the Guzheng version seem to sound good, and Zheng Lang can no longer remember the music score for the specific ones. He also suspected that, not to mention anything else, the Three Plum Blossoms of Guqin version, at the beginning, after the three heavy overtones were played, it immediately made people feel the charm of the bright moon rising eastward and rising rapidly over the mountain stream. Even if the Qin Xiao version omits three overtones, it starts with an overtone and splits the scene of the moonrise.

This head is very important. You can't think of it as a mountain stream. If you change it to a plum blossom, the wind is high, and the thin coat is light and the silk is floating freely. A little bit of shame covers the green leaves, and a three-point secret joy reflects the red robe. What is a play? It is this overtone that plays an important role. Will the Guzheng version have this effect?

This is the conversation between the two, or not.

Wang Anshi looked at the confused Fu Bi and thought to himself, "Prime Minister Fu Tong, the teacher is so profound, do you understand?"

In fact, Wang Anshi once had questions about Zheng Lang's doctrine of the mean. It seems that it is not very difficult to interpret the truth. At least Wang Anshi can understand the somewhat profound doctrine of the mean. It is also nonsense. He is an important participant. If he doesn't understand, wouldn't Zheng Lang's doctrine of the mean become a heavenly book?

But there is one thing that can be confused about, who can do it?

It is easy to say and difficult to do. Zheng Lang's answer is to adjust the mean as much as he is capable. For example, he himself is in the Secretariat. If he is in the Secretariat, he may not be able to listen to his words. He has little experience! The emperor can only say the so-called balance of the emperor, and he cannot use the word "regulation".

The emperor's strict mind is also his doctrine of the mean.

But in another ten years, his prestige and qualifications are enough. He can be adjusted properly without using all the current methods.

But it is not only qualifications, but also knowledge.

An official must have qualifications and talent for administration, and this talent for administration is knowledge.

Later generations had no comments on Zhao Zhen, but only knew how to be an emperor. In fact, since last year's appointment, Zhao Zhen's balance method has become more and more perfect. It was his kind heart and balance that created the rare peacetime in the Northern Song Dynasty.

To enlarge a little, businessmen also need the doctrine of the mean. The thickness of profit is not profitable, and profits are not long-term. This is a regulation. If merchants want to make money, they must pursue profit. Trust is equally important, and they must adjust. And so on.

In the meantime, qualifications, wisdom, knowledge, connections, background, and strengths are all important factors that determine the size of the mean that can be adjusted.

Or change to a simple metaphor, how much effort it takes to carry as much burden.

The doctrine of the mean you write is to teach people how to help and increase their strength, but it does not mean that everyone can become generals and generals after reading it.

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How much can Fu Bi adjust his abilities?

When Wang Anshi was thinking about his thoughts, the concierge came in to report: "Renhe Lord asked for advice."

"Let him in."

He brought Renhe's Cao Zhubo in. He glanced at the many women in the room. Zheng Lang understood and walked out and asked, "What's the matter?"

"There's something to do..."

"What's the matter?"

"A young man came to Xiangnongfang today and said he wanted to see Qin Fengniang."

"Who is he?"

"He claimed to be the young man of Jiang Jun's family who was about to take office as the new transfer envoy. He happened to call Mrs. Qin Feng into the mansion, so the madams had to let him wait."

"Well done." Zheng Lang said.

Among many women, Qin Fengniang may not be the most beautiful. In Zheng Lang's eyes, these leaders are all charming and charming, not much different. Each of them looks like Jiang Xing'er, and even his wife Cui Xian. Not only are they looking, but they are all talented and skilled without talking about morality. Like Yiniang, she is beautiful and has some knowledge. Zhuangzi recites it like a stream of knowledge. With this, it is not simple, let alone her talent in music.

However, due to various opportunities, fame can be big and small. When rehearsing the Legend of White Snake, there was no ranking according to appearance. If it were arranged by appearance, Su Yu, who had a weaker beard, was the most suitable. What ranking should be based on fame? The most famous actor and the smallest supporting role.

So Qin Fengniang played the role of White Snake, and this role became even more famous.

Many people will hear Qin Fengniang’s name before going to Hangzhou.

But she was a prostitute, not a movie star. It would not be difficult to seek a meeting with a yamen who was very lucky. Even a movie star, this amount would be enough.

Zheng Lang asked again: "So what happened?"

"He waited for a while, and the madam was careful to serve him, but he was impatient and poured him on the face of the maid who was serving him with a boiling tea, burning the maid's face. The madam was dissatisfied and reported the case to the county government office. He was arrested by the Magistrate Han and was being punished by the staff."

"How many sticks have you beaten?"

"Eighty rods."

"Why are you looking for me?"

"That, that..."

Zheng Lang walked in without saying a word, looked at the dozen pretty women and said, "My ladies, I have been in Hangzhou for almost a year. But I heard a strange saying that I never stayed in the brothel, and the only time I went to Yi Niang's place to arrest Li Yongde."

"Yes," these pretty prostitutes looked at Zheng Lang resentfully.

They also love beauty, Zheng Lang is not, but he is young, talented and knowledgeable, and a senior official. How many people in the world are like him who can become the prefect of a great mansion? And their future is bright and bright. If you don’t love such a man, who will you love?

Before the future, he said that he was romantic and so he looked forward to it together. But after coming, they were extremely disappointed. Even when he was rehearsing at his house, he had never seen him say a few words to others.

"It seems that I have been angry with the public. Today I have very little time to go with you. How about renting a pleasure boat to rehearse those two plays?"

"Okay," said in unison again.

Choi Xian scratched her fragrant temples and looked at her husband suspiciously.

Zheng Lang didn't care about her. Didn't he want to accept Qin Fengniang and An Baniang as concubines himself? So he hugged two beautiful prostitutes and laughed out loud.

Fu Bi stood behind blankly, Zheng Lang turned his head and said to him, "Brother Fu, are you afraid of the wife at home?"

"Prince Zheng..."

"Come on, otherwise the people in Hangzhou will talk about us who are not understanding the style."

Fu Bi had no choice but to chase after him and asked in a low voice: "Master Zheng, why is this?"

"Don't you want to watch the show? There will be a good show later."

"What drama?"

"I'll know when I come."

Cao Zhubo followed behind and asked again: "Where...?"

"Over there, listen to what Jiang Yanei said, and then go to the West Lake to report to me."

"Here."

Fu Bi said: "What's the matter?"

Zheng Lang said the story and Fu Bi smiled bitterly. Jiang Yanei seemed to be a second-generation ancestor who was ignorant of the world.

The transshipment officer is the boss of the prefecture, responsible for calculating the financial responsibilities of the country, transporting money and grains from the grain, inspecting prefectures and counties, recommending wise men and women, inspecting prisons, rectifying prisoners, raising soldiers and arresting thieves, maintaining public orders, disaster relief, and exams, and almost all aspects of military, civilian and financial powers. But remember, he is an auxiliary power, such as financial quota money and grain, which is a calculation, not a direct dispatch, and a prison lawsuit is an inspection, not a direct review.

The real first-level local unit of the imperial court was the prefecture, which directly handled the military and political affairs of one prefecture and one prefecture, and as a transshipment envoy, he only held the power of supervision.

And now Hangzhou has many officials with strong backgrounds. What can the transfer officer manage? I am afraid that even Han Jiang may not be able to manage Zheng Lang!

It was probably a good show, so they came to the West Lake together. When the people saw the prefect traveling with so many beautiful prostitutes, they were surprised. This journey attracted many people to watch.

Zheng Lang asked Fu Bi: "Brother Fu, is this a normal person?"

Fu Bi pinched his nose and couldn't speak.

But Zheng Lang felt that it was also good. The two sisters were appreciated by Cui Xian, which was that they had big breasts and big buttocks, and the soft fragrance was in their arms. Their soft breasts were rubbing against each other through thin summer clothes. Zheng Lang couldn't help but shake his head: "Sex gives me the soul."

Qin Fengniang and An Baniang curled their lips and thought to themselves, why have they never been close to us since they know how to give birth to their souls?

The reason they will never figure out in their lifetime. Once they figure it out, they will have the cleanness of Jiang Xinger, and there is no need to think about it.

After renting a pleasure boat, Zheng Lang said again: "I just went in a hurry and didn't think about it. Once you let you scatter, your houses will be scattered in every corner of the city. It is inconvenient to gather together. You can rehearse on this pleasure boat. Take a look at the beautiful scenery of West Lake and you will feel the mood when you rehearse."

Then he stared at the long embankment not far away.

Many flowers and trees are planted. Although there are few leaves, some leaves have grown, and some flowers are blooming, bringing vitality to the long dike.

Sitting down, Zheng Lang said again: "Qin Fengniang, are you rehearsing or do you want to sit in my arms?"

How to choose?

The sentence of catching the enemy also proved that he was very clear-headed, but the following sentence made Fu Bi laugh and cry again, saying: "Let's do this, whoever you don't have a playbook, just sit around on both sides of my official, so that I can get close to Fangyan one by one."

Without taking it seriously, Cao Zhubo came again.
To be continued...