Chapter 38 Zeng’s family banquet! (First update!)

Sure enough, Zhou Guiping came in the afternoon.

Seeing Zhang Heng again, Zhou Guiping felt very uneasy.

When he was talking to Zhang Jun, he couldn't help but glance at Zhang Heng several times. Zhang Heng couldn't help but laugh: "Shopkeeper Zhou, what's wrong?"

Zhou Guiping said embarrassedly: "I want to see what Sanlang's brain is made of, and he wrote twenty-four poems in one day..."

Although a long time had passed, Zhou Guiping was still speechless: "...This is not something that human beings can do. Saburo must have come down from the stars in the sky! Yes, it must be like this."

The three Zhang Heng brothers looked at each other and smiled.

Zhou Guiping looked at the three brothers who were still completely different from before, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: Sure enough, some people are born with extraordinary abilities. Even if they are temporarily down and out, as long as they are given a chance, they can rise to the top immediately. Two months ago,

How can we think of them today, don't bully young people into poverty."

Shopkeeper Zhou left behind a large cart of gifts.

Zhang Xun directed his two younger brothers to count the gifts given to them by Zeng Gongliang. In fact, most of them were New Year's goods. He also gave him a list. Zhang Xun compared the list and asked his two younger brothers to rummage through it.

"Have you found a whole sheep weighing thirty kilograms after cleaning...?"

Zhang Heng said quickly: "I found it."

Zhang Jun nodded with satisfaction and asked again: "Eight ducks... in the middle?"

Zhang Shu quickly took out a bamboo basket from the pile of gifts, which contained eight neatly prepared fat ducks.

Zhang Jun nodded: "Where are the chickens and two geese?"

Zhang Heng dragged a basket over and dug around inside. One geese and two geese occupied half of the basket, and the rest were eight chickens. When they met, he quickly responded: "It's all done!"

All the chickens, ducks, geese, and sheep were available, but there was no beef. Zeng Gongliang was cautious and would not fall into anyone's hands easily. However, there were also fresh fish, and there were many large carp swimming in a large bucket of steaming water.

There are also a lot of dry goods and spices in the rest, such as mushrooms, squid, abalone, star anise and the like, so you don’t have to worry about eating them at all.

In addition to food, there are four or five kinds of cloth. Shopkeeper Zhou specially ordered: "This material is softer and can be made into underwear. This one is used to make Confucian clothes. Find a time to find a tailor to customize it. This one is

…”

Basically, everything on the body, from underwear to outerwear, has been carefully considered.

This moved Zhang Jun Zhangshu so much that if shopkeeper Zhou hadn't stopped him, Zhang Jun would have thrown himself to the ground and kowtowed to where Zeng Gongliang was.

In fact, let alone Zhang Zhangshu, even Zhang Heng felt something in his heart. Although he knew in his heart that these things were just instructions to Zeng Gongliang, and shopkeeper Zhou would implement them in detail, but detailed explanations and

To put it casually, the implementation situation is still different.

For a teacher to be able to achieve this level of success, he must have put his heart into it.

Before Shopkeeper Zhou left, he gave instructions again and again: "The master has repeatedly told me to explain to Xianzhong that there is no need to bring any more gifts. You are going home when you go to Zeng Mansion. If you go home, you will have to go home."

Those who bring gifts must not do this."

This moved Zhang Quzhangshu extremely.

Zhang Heng also called him a good guy in his heart. Shuo Gongliang was really good at winning people's hearts. Although this behavior was to make up for his previous actions, even Zhang Heng himself couldn't help but be deeply moved by being able to do so with such sincerity.

After the three brothers counted the gifts, they sorted them into the warehouse. Zhang Jun looked a little sad: "The teacher has given us so many New Year's goods, what should we give when we come to the door?"

Zhang Shu said: "Didn't the teacher tell us many times that we don't need to bring anything with us?"

Zhang Jun became angry when he heard this and said, "Teacher thinks we are poor and is afraid that we will spend money, but can disciples be like this?"

Of course the teacher doesn't care, but don't the people in the house and the servants care?

As the saying goes, it’s not strange to be polite to many people. We have to carry things to the door no matter what, so as not to let the servants gossip and embarrass the teacher. This is the basic principle of life! "

After Zhang Jun finished teaching Zhang, he turned to look at Zhang Heng and said, "Third brother, what do you think?"

Zhang Heng thought for a while and said: "It's really not necessary to give ordinary things. The teacher is not lacking in this and we can't afford it. We might as well give something unique... Or, I can write a poem for the teacher." how?"

Zhang Jun said happily: "That's great. Sending poems is an elegant thing, and it's better than sending anything else."

Zhang Jun put his worries aside and happily went to the warehouse to check things again.

Zhang Shu curled his lips in disdain and whispered to Zhang Heng: "Boss just feels happy without spending money."

Zhang Heng couldn't help but laugh.

But then he frowned, what kind of poem should I write for Shuo Gongliang?

After thinking for a while, he frowned and quickly went to the bookshop outside with Zhang Jun to do some more professional framing.

The next day, the three brothers got up early, packed up, and headed to Zeng's Mansion.

When they arrived at the Zeng Mansion, all the brothers Zeng Xiaozong came out to greet them. All three brothers Zeng Xiaozong and Zeng Xiaokuan knew each other, and they were followed by two little carrots. The little boy was called Zeng Xiaochun, he was thirteen years old this year, and there was an eleven-year-old girl. , called Zeng Youwei.

Zeng Xiaozong's attitude was much more sincere than last time, not to mention Zeng Xiaokuan. Zeng Xiaokuan's eyes lit up when he saw Zhang Heng, while Zeng Youwei kept circling around Zhang Heng, asking questions every now and then.

Once inside, even Zeng Gongliang's wife, Mrs. Chen, came to receive her, and she was very warm.

Zeng Gongliang was not there at noon, so Zeng Xiaozong took Zeng Xiaobian to have dinner with him, and arranged a room for a lunch break. Zeng Xiaozong said with a smile: "The room here will be reserved for you from now on. You can come and stay at any time, father." I told you, you may come more often in the future, and when you have laid the foundation, he will give you special lectures."

Zhang Jun said gratefully: "Teacher is really kind to us!"

In the evening, Zuo Gongliang finally came back, and the family dinner officially began.

Zeng Gongliang asked Zeng Xiaozong in a low voice. He was very happy when he heard that the Zhang brothers came without gifts: "This is the right place. This is the place we should call our home."

As soon as he said this, he saw Zhang Jun taking out something. His face froze, but Zhang Jun's words made him turn from anger to joy.

Zhang Jun respectfully took out a scroll and said, "Teacher, this is a poem written by Ju Zheng for you."

Zeng Gongliang happily accepted: "This is the best, this is the best. Ju Zheng's poems are the most suitable for me..."

Two brothers, Zeng Xiaokuan and Zeng Xiaozong, rushed over to help unfold it.

"...gift to Zeng Zhizhi..."

"...The lotus has been exhausted and there is no rain cover, and the chrysanthemums are still covered with proud frost branches.

You must remember that the best time of the year is when oranges are yellow and oranges are green.”

"You should remember the good times of the year. The most beautiful time is when oranges are yellow and oranges are green... how wonderful!"

Zeng Gongliang looked at Zhang Heng with admiration.

The first two sentences of this poem describe the scenery, capturing the "end of lotus" and the "ending of chrysanthemums" to depict the bleak scene of late autumn and early winter, which is quite consistent with the current season and highlights the image of chrysanthemums standing proud of the frost and fighting the cold.

The last two sentences reveal the purpose of the poem, explaining that although the winter scenery is bleak and desolate, it also has a fruitful, mature and abundant side, and this is precisely what other seasons cannot compare with.

Zhang Heng wrote this to describe a person reaching his prime. Although his youth has passed, it is also the golden stage of maturity and great achievements. He encourages himself to cherish this good time, be optimistic and work tirelessly, and never be depressed or belittle oneself.

It is indeed a good poem, and this line "You must remember the good times of the year, the most orange and orange" has the potential to become a famous line. It can be said that with this line, Zeng Gongliang will be recorded in the history no matter what happens in the future.

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