Chapter 32 It’s better to put us on the hot search list... Oh, leave a name in history!

Everyone took their seats and chatted first.

During the chat, I learned that there was a reason why Zhu Gongliang invited these people to witness.

First of all, these people are all Zhizhigao, they work together a lot on weekdays, and their relationship is relatively close.

Secondly, Xu Gongliang has a close relationship with these three people.

Wu Yu is a fellow Fujianese and a colleague, so it is natural for them to be together.

Xu Gongliang was a direct lecturer at the Imperial College, and Jia Changchao also taught at the Imperial College for many years. This common experience gave them a common language.

As for Wang Gongchen, he was purely a colleague, but the two of them really got along well, so they were invited together.

During the conversation, Zhuo Gongliang occasionally asked questions and asked him to talk about the situation of the three Zhang Heng brothers. Unexpectedly, Zhang Jun's experience made Wang Gongchen feel the same way.

It is said that Wang Gongchen's family was poor since he was a child. His father passed away when he was very young, leaving behind a helpless mother and four children.

Wang Gongchen was the eldest son, so he and his mother shouldered the burden of the family. Wang Gongchen was filial to his mother, lived a frugal life, was honest and trustworthy, and was often praised by his fellow villagers.

When Wang Gongchen heard Zhang Jun say that his parents passed away one after another when he was twelve years old, he was immediately moved and said: "My father also passed away early, and I am also the eldest son, so I help my mother raise my younger siblings. I didn't expect that your family is better than mine."

It's still difficult, at least my mother is still here, but you guys...well, as the boss, you have worked really hard."

Zhang Jun couldn't help crying. After years of hard work, someone finally understood.

Wu Yu saw that the atmosphere was tense and said quickly: "Ming Zhong, the banquet has been served. Let's eat first. I'm very hungry."

Zhuo Gongliang burst into laughter: "Yes, yes, I'm just a mouth-slipper. Come on, eat first, eat first."

He was the first to use his chopsticks, and everyone started eating.

Next, Xu Gongliang and Wu Yu were chatting, while brothers Zhang Heng and Zeng Xiaokuan listened politely.

Zhang Heng was quite interested in what they were talking about.

Although they are officials, they don't talk much about political affairs when they are outside, and they also like to talk about gossip.

Wu Yu was solemn as an official, but he was quite funny in private. He was also the son of a high-ranking official and was very familiar with officialdom, so he talked endlessly about gossip.

With such a person in charge of the atmosphere, the atmosphere was naturally good, everyone laughed and became animated with each other.

Zhang Heng was quite satisfied.

Although Zhuo Gongliang was quite utilitarian in what he served, it turned out that Zhang Heng was not a white lotus, and this was the result he wanted.

With the platform built by Zhuo Gongliang, Zhang Heng can go further.

After three rounds of drinking, everyone was a little drunk.

Zhuo Gongliang stood up, looking a little drunk and swaying. Zhang Heng quickly went up to help him.

Zhuo Gongliang patted Zhang Heng's hand holding him affectionately and said proudly: "You probably don't know, but my disciple did something extraordinary yesterday."

Wu Yu smiled and said: "Why, tell me."

Zhuo Gongliang smiled boldly: "Xiaokuan, take out the scroll!"

Zeng Xiaokuan quickly took out the scroll that had been put aside, and Zhang Qu helped unfold it. Jia Changchao was close, so he glanced at it first, and then stood up. Because he was slightly drunk, he couldn't stand still.

He staggered a bit, and Zhang Shu quickly supported him.

Jia Changchao pushed Zhang Shu's hand away, put his face close to it, and looked at it. After reading it once, he looked at it carefully, and muttered something, and his whole face almost touched it.

This behavior immediately attracted the attention of Wu Yu and Wang Gongchen. They didn't pay much attention to it at first, thinking that it was just the young man who did something interesting to the teacher.

Just like a first-time parent, they always think that their children are very powerful and excellent, but in fact, what they do is just average.

But Jia Changchao has almost lost his composure. They know what kind of person Jia Changchao is. It is not suitable to say that he is old-fashioned, but it is very reasonable to say that he is steady and dignified. Since they have worked together, they have never seen Jia Changchao lose his temper like this.

So Wang Gongchen also stood up and walked around the table to the scroll. He let out a sigh when he saw it.

Wu Yu also walked over and was surprised when he saw it.

Looking further down, he was saying "yeah" and "yeah" again and again. Zhang Heng felt that his ears were full of "beep" sounds.

Zhuo Gongliang's face changed from pride to reserve.

No matter how long the scroll is, there will always be time to finish it.

After Jia Chang looked at it for the third time, he turned to look at Zhang Heng. Zhang Heng was immediately startled.

There was something wrong in Jia Changchao's eyes, and there was fanaticism in his obsession. He strode over and grabbed Zhang Heng's arm tightly, saying loudly: "Did you really do all this?!"

Jia Changchao came in a menacing manner. He suddenly failed to control the distance and got very close to Zhang Heng. He opened his mouth and rushed towards Zhang Heng with the smell of wine and meat. Goosebumps appeared on Zhang Heng's back.

Zhang Heng said bravely: "It was indeed the boy who made it. Under the circumstances at that time, the boy had no choice but to bite the bullet and write it, for fear that something would be written incorrectly..."

Jia Changchao laughed and said: "It's all good! It's so well written. I especially like your song [I am a melancholy guest in the world, I know what happened to you, I burst into tears, and I recall my life with a heartbroken sound]. It's great. It's so well written. alright!……"

Jia Changchao actually had tears in his eyes.

Wu Yu also finished reading it. He looked at Zhang Heng again and again, his face full of disbelief.

Wang Gongchen's face was filled with wonder.

Wu Yu pointed at Zhang Heng and said to Shu Gongliang: "How did you find this treasure?"

Zhuo Gongliang felt proud and amused at the same time, thinking that this is my good luck. Not only did this guy give me a secret recipe worth a thousand dollars, but now he also brought glory to my face. The funny thing is that I didn't do anything. , hahahahaha!

But he still had to be reserved on his face, and he said modestly: "It's just good luck."

Wang Gongchen exclaimed: "In one day, I composed twenty-four poems in a row. Five or six of them are at least masterpieces handed down from generation to generation. The rest are also of middle and upper-class standards. This can no longer be described by just using quick thinking. This is It’s the real ancestor who feeds us! If Cao Zhi had his ability, he would be able to write seven poems in one step, right?”

Wu Yu came over and said to Zhang Heng: "Hey, the atmosphere has been heightened to this point. Why doesn't my nephew write a few poems to suit the occasion?"

Zhang Heng thought to himself, here we come.

Of course he had anticipated the matter of writing poetry, so he had already prepared for it.

This preparation does not mean how many poems to prepare, but to grasp the initiative. He has to take the initiative to control the topic, so he immediately smiled and said: "Senior's instructions, the boy naturally has to obey. I went to the Fan Tower today and saw the prosperity of the Fan Tower. I really felt it in my heart, so during the banquet, I did think about a poem, but the word didn't fit well with the atmosphere of the banquet, so I didn't know whether I should say it or not."

Jia Changchao smiled and said: "The banquet is joyful. If you say it is not appropriate, it is either sad, angry, or inappropriate. Of course, it is also possible that you want to scold us guests. It doesn't matter, as long as you

The poems are good enough, so it doesn’t matter even if they scold us, it’s best if they can scold us and leave our names in history, hahahaha!”

Wu Yu, Duke Liang, Wang Gongchen and others all burst into laughter.

Where can I find this good thing?
Chapter completed!