Happy Little Scholar

Seeing a big shoe print on the face of this friend from Beijing, Magistrate Dong looked shocked.

"Master Yan..." Professor Feng's little heart couldn't help but beat wildly, and he actually threw shoes at the adults in the capital. These unruly people were so lawless.

"presumptuous!"

"Who threw the shoe?"

Around the man in brocade, several people had already stood up, turned their heads and glared at the crowd.

"what did he say?"

"Is it still reasonable to disturb everyone watching the show?"

"Kick them out!"

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The guards of the men in brocade were angry, and the spectators in the theater were even angrier than them. They made loud noises in the theater, and it was considered a mercy not to throw them out. They actually dared to yell at everyone, and they couldn't even watch the show. Those few copper coins were not Wasted?

The next moment, several guards were overwhelmed by shoes flying from behind.

People like this kind of guy who always disturbs people's interest without blinking have been thrown out many times. There are one or two unlucky ones in every performance. This has even become a tradition in the theater.

The smelly shoes were flying all over the sky, and the three people from Magistrate Dong were also affected. Of course they couldn't stay here anymore, so they ran outside in embarrassment, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

"A bunch of unruly people are going too far!" Professor Feng got a shoe sole on his face, blushed, and stood outside dancing.

The man in brocade clothes wiped his face with his sleeves and was not angry. He shook his head and said, "This is a quiet place to watch a show. It is our fault to make loud noises and disturb others. It is not unfair at all to be kicked out."

He turned to look at Magistrate Dong and said with a smile: "Under Brother Dong's rule, the people are very tough!"

Compared with the embarrassment of Professor Feng and the man in brocade, Professor Dong looked much better. He had no shoes thrown on him and his clothes were very neat.

He patted the robe on his body and said, "You were the one who made the loud noise. Of course it's not unfair to be kicked out. We are the ones who really caused the disaster."

"It's okay, it's okay." The man in brocade robes waved his hand and said, "What I just said made the students under Brother Dong's rule regret. Should Brother Dong treat me to a banquet to express his gratitude... By the way, Feng Professor, where is the best restaurant in Qing’an Prefecture?”

"With my meager salary, I can't afford to go to Zuixiang Tower." Magistrate Dong said with a smile, "I have a cup of tea, which is a bit shabby, but it is enough for entertaining guests."

"We haven't seen each other for several years, but your stinginess, Dong Wenyun, hasn't changed at all." The man in brocade clothes shook his head and sighed.

When Li Yi walked out, several people from Magistrate Dong were still standing outside the door.

Xiaohuan wanted to watch the next show of "A Chinese Ghost Story", so she asked an actor to look after her and walked out on her own.

As a boss-level officer of Qing'an Prefecture, Magistrate Dong had met him, and as a county lieutenant, he naturally wanted to come up and greet him.

Today, Li Yi no longer thinks that the position of county captain is a troublesome matter. With his status as an eighth-grade official, he can avoid most of the troubles in life. The naive idea in the past has long gone. Returned.

"I have met the magistrate." He walked slowly to Magistrate Dong and said with his hands in hand.

Li Yi still had a good impression of Magistrate Dong. The magistrate had a very good reputation and even took the initiative to help him out in the palace last time.

Magistrate Dong looked at him and asked: "Li County Lieutenant is not on duty at the county government office, why is he here?"

Li Yi coughed lightly and said, "I was injured by a gangster a few days ago. After taking leave, I have been recuperating at home recently."

Magistrate Dong just asked casually. Although he was not in the county government, the security in the city was better than before. As a magistrate, he had specially understood the torture methods and the division of jurisdictions used by the Anxi County government to catch fast yamen officials. He planned to pass In a few days, other counties will follow suit.

Professor Feng looked at Li Yi from the side and was surprised. After not seeing him for many days, this rude young man seemed to be a different person. He actually became so humble, which he was not used to...

"The New Year is approaching, and more manpower is needed to maintain public security in the city. As a county captain, I have no shirking responsibility. If you are in good health, you can return to the county office as soon as possible to take up your post." Magistrate Dong nodded, and suddenly said: "If I remember correctly, , it seems that Ruyifang is not far from here, and I am tired from walking, so why not go to your place to rest for a while and have a cup of tea, what do you think, Lieutenant Li?"

Li Yi was stunned. Didn't he rest in the theater for so long just now? Sure enough, the older the official, the more pretentious he becomes. It is not a wise thing to refuse the prefect. Li Yi nodded and said: "Please, sir."

Ruyifang is next door to Goulan. Although the family no longer lives there, Xiaohuan still goes over to clean it every few days. The house is clean and tidy. It is only suitable for resting, but there is no tea. After asking them to sit down, Li Yi went to the theater to get two pots of tea by himself.

Magistrate Dong had already sat down. When he turned around, he found that the man in brocade had not followed, but was standing at the door, raising his head and muttering something.

"The writing is free and elegant, the gestures are euphemistic and implicit, like flowing clouds and flowing water. Good calligraphy, good calligraphy..."

As soon as Dong Wenyun walked out of it, he heard the man in brocade looking at the plaque above the shop and praising him.

He thought to himself that he had forgotten that the other person was obsessed with calligraphy and had a lot of precious calligraphy and paintings in his home. He himself was also very accomplished in calligraphy and painting. It was normal for him to be attracted by the words on the plaque.

Seeing him coming out, the man in brocade clothes looked at Prefect Dong and said, "Wen Yun, do you know which master wrote these three words? I want to pay a visit to him. I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you to arrange it."

"There's no need to arrange it. The master is right there. If you have any questions, go and ask yourself." Prefect Dong pointed in a certain direction with a strange look on his face and said.

The man in brocade robe turned his head and saw the young man just now walking over here with two pots of tea.

The man in brocade robe looked back at Prefect Dong with a look of disbelief on his face.

"Haha, if these three words were written by that young man, I will eat this plaque."

The man in brocade clothes didn't believe a word of what Dong Wenyun said just now. These three words were written with vigor and maturity. It was impossible without decades of hard work. This was a person with great attainments in calligraphy. If it was an ordinary person, it would probably take hundreds of years.

This young man was at most in his early twenties. How could he have such a level? It was precisely because he was proficient in calligraphy that the man in brocade clothes was so confident.

If he hadn't known that the young man was called the most talented scholar in Jing State by the academic official, and that he was a master of both poetry and calligraphy, and could also write a masterpiece like "The Rules for Being a Good Pupil and Child", Dong Zhifu would not have believed it.

"Haha, if Lieutenant Li came back a little later, your family's plaque would not be preserved."

Li Yi walked over and looked at Dong Zhifu with a puzzled look on his face, not knowing what to say.