On the morning of the 25th, Jia Qing decorated his clothes and went to the official office.

Yesterday, Sun Fengwang and his group finally arrived in Nanjing. In the evening, he sent someone to notify him and asked him to meet at the inn this morning.

In a high-quality private room in the Nanjing Office Inn, Jia Qing saw Sun Fengwang and Zhang Zi was there too.

After Jia Qing saw the ceremony, Sun Fengwang asked, "How early did you arrive?"

"It's been four or five days since the student arrived. Did Lord Jiji arrive yesterday?"

Sun Feng nodded and said, "Well, I went back to the old house in Suzhou, so I delayed for a while."

"Is Lord Jijiu also from Suzhou?"

"Well, I just worked as an official abroad for many years and later settled in the capital. Speaking of which, I haven't returned to Suzhou for many years, so I took the opportunity to go back and have a look.

Judging from your tone, is your ancestral home also in Suzhou?"

"That's not, it's an uncle from the student. He is from Suzhou and is currently in the Yangzhou Salt Administration. He happened to visit him a few days ago."

Daiyu is from Suzhou, and the opening story of the Red Mansion was also born in Suzhou. This is a place with a very historical charm. Unfortunately, Jia Qing has never been there yet.

"Salt Administration? Is it a former Tanhualang, the Censorate of the Censorate?"

"It's my uncle!"

"I didn't expect that Lord Lin had such a relationship with your family! He was a famous official in the court. Since he took charge of the salt administration of Lianghuai, the court's salt tax input has increased significantly.

Lord Lin was born in the Academic College and was very proud of the holy heart. At the grand dynasty meeting at the end of last year, the Ministry of Revenue made a special report to the emperor. The emperor praised Lord Lin in court. It is truly a bright future."

Is there a bright future? Jia Qing knew that Lin Ruhai had never moved from the salt administration until his death!

Perhaps, this is also a firm seat!

"Since you have met Lord Lin, I think you know that the court and the Tartars have started a war?"

"Yes."

"What do you think about this?"

Jia Qing combined Lin Ruhai's attitude and the wind direction in Nanjing City these days and said, "No need to worry!"

Sun Fengwang obviously thought so, and he nodded and said, "Well, since this meeting was held as scheduled, you should be ready!

The meeting will start three days later, lasting three days. There are three chapters, one after another, and three poems. Because they are about to end next year, he will participate in the verses of the 28th morning.

As for you, you are still young, so you don’t have to participate in the Scriptures Competition.

As for the last two items, you don’t need to register based on your preferences. On the 28th and 29th, the Ministry of Rites will set up a venue in the Nanjian and can participate freely!

But, don’t be lazy, I want to see your name on the last list of works!”

Sun Feng looked clearly that Jia Qing was quite talented. They came to the Jiangnan Association so far away from the Beijing Supervisory Bureau. If they didn't win a better ranking, wouldn't he be embarrassed? That's why he reminded him like this.

"The students will do their best."

"Okay, I attended a Jiangnan meeting once. If you have anything else to know, ask him."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Zi also stood up and saluted Sun Fengwang and said:

"The student leaves."

"Disciple takes his leave!"

After coming out of Sun Fengwang's room, Zhang Zi talked about some related matters about the meeting. After Jia Qing looked at Sun Fengwang again, he returned to Ningguo Mansion.

In fact, in addition to the function of becoming famous, all the meetings and poetry meetings are the most important thing to make friends!

Most people in the Shilin City don’t have much opportunity to communicate, which leads to many people not know each other. However, with the help of occasions such as associations and poetry meetings, this obstacle can be greatly eliminated!

This is also the reason why various poetry meetings and poetry meetings are constantly occurring in the prosperous era.

The Jiangnan Conference is no exception. Except for the scientific examination that was followed by almost every conference, a more serious level of classics was added, the rest of the time was very free.

It would be said that it was three days, but in fact it would end in two days. The third day was to give all the communication time that would be ranked higher than the former.

In view of this, there is no need to prepare anything specifically. Then, just take the invitation from the Nanjing Ministry of Rites and go in and play.

Back to Ningguo Mansion, he walked slowly back to his yard alone.

The wind in mid-spring is not as biting as early spring, nor is it as warm as in spring. It has its unique tenderness, gently brushes across Jia Qing's cheeks, as if the palm of the first love's hand, making people unable to help but open their hearts to it and face a beautiful state together.

In the northwest corner of the side courtyard, an adult plum tree is in full bloom. The white tidbits occasionally fall slowly with the gentle spring breeze, gradually making the surrounding two meter-square-meter-round land as white as snow.

Under the tree, a peerless beauty in white clothes stood quietly among them, as if she was integrated into the white world.

"Miss Xian'er, what are you doing here?" Jia Qing walked over and said.

Wu Xian'er seemed to have seen Jia Qing a long time ago, and she didn't move when she heard this. After a while, she replied: "This cherry plum blossoms is so good~"

"Isn't this a plum tree? Is there anything good? I just want to wait two months to eat sour and sour plums."

Wu Xian'er's intoxicated state of mind was no longer in an instant. She turned her head and gave Jia Qing a angrily glance and said, "I thought you were an elegant person, but I didn't expect that I could say such a disgusting thing..."

Jia Qinghuizhi looked indifferently and walked forward, ready to reach out and fold a bunch of hands.

Under the dissatisfied gaze of the beauty, Jia Qingwu found helplessly: This tree is a little taller!

The beauty in front of her obviously also realized this, and her dissatisfied eyes slowly turned into speechless jokes, which made Jia Qing "angry".

So he jumped up, grabbed the most beautiful bouquet, and folded it down in an instant.

"you?!"

Seeing that the beauty was really angry, Jia Qing was not panicked. He just looked at her and suddenly said deeply: "A beautiful flower is worthy of only a beautiful woman like a lady. I wonder if the young student is lucky enough to dedicate this flower to the most beautiful you in the world?"

"puff!"

No touching, no hug.

Wu Xian'er was puzzled at first when she looked at Jia Qing's expression. After hearing Jia Qing's praise, she burst out laughing, and then she burst into laughter.

Jia Qing was so angry that he "trembled all over" and said in disbelief: "You? You? How can you laugh in the face of my sincere praise?"

"Ha ha ha ha......"

"Hmph, just forget it if you don't want it. I'll take it back to my maids. They will definitely not dislike me!"

As he said that, he put away the bouquet in his hand and inserted it around his waist.

Wu Xian'er took a breath and said tremblingly: "I haven't seen it before, you are still so funny. Oh, I'm so laughing to death, giggle..."

Jia Qing was very satisfied with the success of making the beauty laugh again. I believe that in a short while, Wu Xian'er will be able to recover from the pain.

After laughing alone for a while, Wu Xian'er finally calmed down. She looked at Jia Qing with a smile on her face. Somehow, a hint of throbbing flashed in her heart inexplicably, which dispelled her smile from her heart.

"Where are Xie Luan and Pei Feng?"

Seeing that Wu Xian'er finally stopped smiling, Jia Qing asked casually.

"They seem to be playing cards in the house."

"Then why don't you play with them?"

"I don't know, and I don't have money."

Wu Xian'er said, her tone somewhat lonely.

Jia Qing said funnyly: "I won't be afraid of anything, can't I learn? Moreover, you, the saint of the White Lotus Sect, will you be stumped by a little gambling money? I don't have to lend you for the time being, don't worry, you won't have a high profit, up to five points..."

Wu Xian'er looked at Jia Qing speechlessly, "Five points?" He usually only has three points for usury!

But she really wanted to communicate and play with them. After so many days, apart from saying a few words to Jia Qing, she basically stopped communicating with the outside world. Life was really boring.

"Then, then you lend me a hundred taels of silver..."

"One hundred taels? Do you think it's a big bet... Forget it, one hundred taels are only one hundred taels. Anyway, you are here, and you are not afraid that you can't afford it. At most, just let you be my maid to pay off the debt..."

"You can try it!"

"Haha, jokingly, I can't afford to serve a maid like you! Let's go and play cards!"

Jia Qing said as he walked towards the main house first. Wu Xian'er behind him paused for a while, and then hung behind Jia Qing...

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Chapter completed!