I am the county magistrate in Daming

Yao Jingdao hosted many local famous people, such as scholars who just passed the provincial examination this year, learned Confucians, and some wealthy businessmen.A group of people crowded in the front hall noisily, the scholar was arrogant and did not interact with other people, but he was respectful in front of the Confucianism, discussing the great plans of the world.

Mu Qingtian listened curiously, and found that most of what they said was empty talk and had no practical meaning at all, so he lost interest in joining and sat back in his seat bored.

The merchants, headed by an old man with white hair and beard, looked left and right at the calligraphy and paintings on the wall, and popped out a sentence or two from time to time.

Daru happened to be sitting with his back to this group of people, and the sarcastic expression on his face was clearly visible.Mu Qingtian doesn't know how to appreciate antiques, calligraphy and painting can still take a look, but it's limited to observing the brushstrokes, as for the author's mood...what does it have to do with me?

"Sir, you really have a heart of righteousness and compassion for the common people." One of the merchants said.

Mu Qingtian looked up at the calligraphy and painting they were admiring, it was a picture of farming, and there was a poem next to it.The peasants in the painting are all weak and ugly, hunched over and working hard in the hot sun.But the land they stepped on was very messy, with no ridges, jagged rocks, and even dried up to the point of cracking.

"Sir, do you know who the artist of this painting is?" Mu Qingtian held a teacup and approached Daru.

"Is that so?" Da Ru rolled his eyes and recognized that this young man was the one who had been by Yao Jingdao's side recently, and his attitude suddenly became kind.

"Why, do you want to make friends with him?"

Mu Qingtian just smiled and said nothing.

The scholar standing on the other side of Daru gave Mu Qingtian a hard look.He had a good conversation with his husband, but unexpectedly he was crossed.This Lagu banquet is an opportunity, he must perform well in front of Mr. Shi, so that Mr. Shi can say a few words in front of the county magistrate, and give him a place of "filial piety".

"This person is short-sighted, there is no need." Daru waved his hand, his words were full of disgust.

The rich businessman who was praising this painting just now was slapped in the face in an instant, very embarrassed, and at the same time resented the great Confucianism in his heart.

"Reading the books of sages and sages, instead of going to temples to make a name for yourself, you actually went to sell horses, hmph." The Confucianist obviously didn't intend to let this go, "It's a shame."

It turned out that the author of this painting was a student of Confucianism, but this is all in the past.Under the teaching of the great Confucianism, he passed the government examination, the hospital examination, and the rural examination. Three years, three years and three years, he studied hard for ten years, and when he reached his thirties, he still failed to pass the general examination.

One morning, he left the academy without saying hello to Daru, and went far away.Daru was very anxious at first, but when he heard that he had started a horse trading business elsewhere, he was so angry that he immediately dismissed him as a student.

Daru's words can be said to have offended all the merchants present.The Great Confucianism himself could not pass the examination, so he returned to his hometown and became a teacher. Three or forty years later, he became a "Great Confucianism".Scholars, farmers, businessmen, and scholars call themselves "scholars" and look down on the peasants, businessmen and businessmen below.

Daru’s academy is repaired by merchants in Chongming County every year. The merchants want to take this opportunity to gain the relationship with Daru to improve their status, but Daru thinks that all this is a matter of course, just like Fan Bangxiang Offered by the court.

Businessmen have the most money, but the lowest status. This contradiction has a long history.

"What's wrong with selling horses?" a businessman choked, "It's better than the sourness that requires us to pay money every year to repair the academy."

"You!" Daru stood up angrily, "How dare you be so presumptuous!"

"My nephew is young and energetic, and he is straightforward." The old businessman stood up, first admitted his nephew's mistake, and then changed the subject.

"If the husband hadn't spoken rudely first, my nephew wouldn't be disrespectful to you."

Seeing that the two sides were about to fight, Mu Qingtian quietly stepped back a few steps to stay away from the flames of war, but unexpectedly, he was held back by Xiucai.

"Er clearly knows that Mr. doesn't like this person, but insists on mentioning it. What's your intention?"

The Great Confucian could not defeat a group of businessmen by himself, and felt that they were barbaric and vulgar. Hearing what the scholar said, he hurriedly climbed down the pole and said angrily: "There are so many literature and calligraphy and paintings in the courtyard. I don't ask other things. I just ask this one. Is it sincere?" Against me!"

Mu Qingtian was wronged and found it funny.In the entire courtyard, only this painting describes people's livelihood, and the rest are high mountains, flowing water and sacrificial scenes. How can he appreciate it?The Great Confucianism's words really echoed "Don't ask the common people, ask the ghosts and gods".

"Since this little brother mentioned it, he must have a different opinion." The old businessman also took aim at Mu Qingtian.

It's really funny, obviously no one can understand anyone, but the merchants still dare not confront the Great Confucianism to the end.

"So lively? It seems that today's banquet is the right one." Coincidentally, Yao Jingdao, the host of the banquet, appeared at this time.

"Hello, my lord." Everyone knelt down towards Yao Jingdao.

Mu Qingtian didn't want to kneel, but if everyone kneeled and he was the only one standing, he would stand out from the crowd.So he pretended to kneel down and quietly put his hands under his knees.

"No courtesy, no courtesy." Yao Jingdao was in a good mood, "To have fun today, don't be rigid."

Seeing that this matter was about to be overturned, the scholar had a small belly and was unwilling to let Mu Qingtian go, so he clasped his fists and said to Yao Jingdao: "My lord, since it is for pleasure, if someone spoils everyone's mood, what should they do?"

Mu Qingtian was startled.Good guy, he just asked someone, "what should be the crime" come out?

Yao Jingdao was a little unhappy.He hosted the banquet, and if someone made trouble at the banquet, they just ignored him.He turned to ask Daru.

The great Confucian is not as narrow-minded as a scholar, but he was choked up several times by the merchants, and he felt unhappy, so he pushed all the blame on Mu Qingtian.

"It's not a big deal." The Confucian spoke with a strong tone, "We were admiring the calligraphy and painting, and this little brother suddenly asked a question. I answered a few words, maybe I didn't answer well."

After speaking, he also took a look at Mu Qingtian.

high!It's really high!I won't watch the Oscars next year without you!

Yao Jingdao was overjoyed, and said: "Muli is just my guest, quick-witted and intelligent, and often has unexpected words and deeds."

"Well, since everyone is talking about this painting, we might as well listen to Mu Lizheng's opinion. If you agree, everyone will be fined a glass of wine; if you don't agree, you will be fined Mu Lizheng with a glass of wine. What do you think?"

When the Confucian heard this, he was even more sure that Mu Qingtian was uneasy and well-intentioned.He thought this young man was a distant cousin of the county magistrate, or a scholar from somewhere, but he didn't expect that he was just a humble Li Zheng.What profound insights can a frog in a well have?It's better to go back to the hometown and order more food.

"Very good." The Confucian said with a smile, "I want to see Mu Lizheng's ability to get such an evaluation from my lord."

Pushed to the side of the fire pit by everyone, Mu Qingtian calmed down and walked slowly to the painting with his hands behind his back.

"The peasants are born." He first pointed to the peasants on the painting, "But what is this?"

"Three eyes, mouth above, this is a demon, this is a demon."

Everyone preconceived that the person standing in the field with a hoe must be a farmer, but they ignored that the painting was not a "person" at all.

"When the sun is hot, why is there no shadow?" Mu Qingtian pointed at one of the people's feet and said, "The sun is in the east, and the shadow is also in the east. Isn't it strange?"

Everyone shuddered, and suddenly felt creepy.

"Look at the soil again. The stones are pressed on the seedlings. How can we grow food? The most simple and easy-to-understand truth, farmers will definitely not understand."

"Obviously, the people in this painting are not the people of my Ming Dynasty at all, so how can we 'be righteous and compassionate'!" Mu Qingtian raised his voice, waking up everyone present.

From the perspective of modern people, Mu Qingtian is very clear that this painting is the scene of farmers farming.However, the painters are prejudiced, thinking that farmers are lowly and demonizing them.But he painted the fields, but he had never been to the fields before he could draw such ridiculous things.

Yao Jingdao's face darkened, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that the painting was unlucky.Those three eyes stared at him, as if they wanted to pull him into the painting, and endure the scorching sun with them.

The businessman who had just commented on the painting lowered his head in shame, wishing he could find a hole in the ground and get into it.He didn't have much knowledge at all, so he pretended to comment in order to blend in with everyone, and he didn't look at the painting carefully at all.

"Sir, what do you think of Mu Lizheng's words?" Yao Jingdao asked.

With a flick of his body, the great Confucian came back to his senses in a trance, and said, "It's wonderful, it's wonderful."

Mu Qingtian was a little embarrassed, did he say something too scary?However, it is really useful for ancient fans/believers.

"Everyone fine the bar." Yao Jingdao raised his glass first.But instead of drinking, he poured the wine directly on the painting.

The rest dared not refuse, filled a glass full of wine and drank it down in one gulp.

After drinking hot wine, Daru realized how bad he was just now.If it weren't for that little scholar, he wouldn't be smelly.

"You are a scholar, but you can't even see this point of truth, and you are talking about family, country and world." Daru said angrily.

"Sir, calm down." The scholar's heart skipped a beat, "I'm just, just..."

just what?He came from a wealthy family, and he had never seen what it was like for a farmer to plow the fields.

"It seems that there is an inside story to this farce?" Yao Jingdao walked down the steps with a dark face, "Mu Lizheng is a straightforward person, why are you so targeted?"

"I……"

"Come on, drag it out." Yao Jingdao said impatiently.

He didn't invite the scholar at first, but the scholar himself came together and brought many gifts, saying that he wanted to appreciate everyone's beauty and cultivate their sentiments.Thinking that he is a scholar, maybe next year Chunwei will be admitted to Jinshi in one fell swoop, so he will let him in.Looking at it now, it is embarrassing for him to go to Chunwei.

The scholar lost his only chance, and was later found out that he was taking the place of another scholar from his hometown, and he brutally killed that scholar.These are all things for later, so I won't mention them for now.

Mu Qingtian dodged a glass of wine and was about to relax, but he heard Yao Jingdao say: "Although the wine was punished, everyone is indeed in a bad mood. Mu Lizheng, have a drink?"

It's not enough to let Mu Qingtian show off alone, the great Confucianism and the old businessman also held up their wine glasses to persuade them to drink.Mu Qingtian couldn't refuse, so he could only take the glass of wine from Yao Jingdao and drink it.There is a high probability that there is something wrong with this glass of wine. I hope the system will be smarter and rescue him before he dies.

Yao Jingdao watched Mu Qingtian drink the wine with satisfaction, then turned around and winked at the maid.

At this time, the chef of Fu Shoutang also prepared the crayfish. Everyone was attracted by the smell, and they only wanted to pick up a few more chopsticks.

Mu Qingtian sat back in his seat dizzy, and burped quietly.From others it seems that he is normal, but Mu Qingtian no longer knows who he is.

The spicy la gu makes people sweat profusely, and even the most particular Confucian can't help but pull up his collar to disperse the heat.After eating the crayfish, everyone's hearts became bold, and they gathered together in twos and threes, laughing away their grievances.

The lagu banquet was a feast for the guests and hosts, Yao Jingdao finished the whole plate by himself, and finally had a good time.La Gu burned his stomach, wine and heart, he sat on the main seat and stared straight at Mu Qingtian, and when the banquet was about to end, he said: "Mu Lizheng seems to be drunk."

"Yes." Mu Qingtian's cheeks were flushed, and the corners of his mouth were slightly grinned.

"Shuhui." Yao Jingdao called the maid who had been waiting behind him, "Fu Muli is going back to her room."

"Yes." The woman named "Shu Hui" stepped forward, grabbed Mu Qingtian's wrist first, and was about to hug him.

How can people around them not understand when they see this situation, and talk nonsense with the strength of alcohol, and some even start to recite poems to contradict each other, not "a moment of spring night is worth a thousand gold", but some unsavory/dirty words.

Shuhui's expression remained unchanged, ignoring the laughing crowd...

"Wait." Yao Jingdao suddenly squinted his eyes and called Shuhui to stop.

Mu Qingtian's wrist was placed next to Shuhui, it was actually a little slender than hers, as white as tomorrow in the sky.Mu Qingtian was at the mercy of Shuhui, showing a slender neck from the side.

"I'm also a little tired, and I'll be with Mu Lizheng."

A flash of surprise flashed in Shuhui's eyes, and she stepped back respectfully, waiting for Yao Jingdao to stagger over.Seeing that Yao Jingdao had no interest in continuing to eat, everyone also retreated one by one with insight.

Before Yao Jingdao met Mu Qingtian, he tripped over him.

"Hey, which brick is it?"

Shuhui rushed up to meet him, helped Yao Jingdao up and said, "My lord, you are drunk, and this servant will help you to rest."

Yao Jingdao grabbed Shuhui's arm and sniffed vigorously a few times, but he still remembered Mu Qingtian's name.

At this time, a gorgeously dressed woman came over from the vertical door suddenly, and seeing Shuhui and Yao Jingdao hugging each other, she rushed over and screamed, "You bitch, you dare to play tricks in front of me!"

Shuhui was not afraid, and said, "My lord is still awake."

The woman fell silent immediately, glared at Shuhui, and snatched Yao Jingdao from her hand.Shuhui didn't use any strength in the first place, but when the woman pulled her like this, the drunk Yao Jingdao rushed towards her, and the two of them lay on the ground in disgrace.

Shuhui stood up and patted the dirt on her body, bowed to the woman, Shi Shiran walked to Mu Qingtian and resisted him.

The woman wanted to get up and continue arguing, but Yao Jingdao held her back.

"Hey, my lord, what are you doing, let's go back to the house."

Mu Qingtian only felt that he was like a lone boat floating on the sea, swaying non-stop, and a fish punched him in the stomach.

"Stop, stop, I'm about to vomit..."

Shuhui paused, put Mu Qingtian off her shoulders, carried him on her back and continued walking to the room that Yao Jingdao had prepared long ago.

"I, I can eat three more bowls. I won't drink anymore, I can't drink even a sip..." Mu Qingtian muttered while lying on her back.

Shuhui couldn't help laughing.Where did the prince find such a living treasure, and he wanted to eat it after being drugged.

In order to win over Mu Qingtian, Yao Jingdao asked Shuhui to drink "Spring Breeze Drunk" in the wine, and then asked Shuhui to help Mu Qingtian back to the room, the intention was self-evident.When the time comes, Mu Qingtian has to obey, and if not, he has to obey.Even if Mu Qingtian wanted to deny it, he couldn't argue with it, so he could only let him dictate.

Because Yao Jingdao has already arranged everything, no one will appear in this yard until the next morning, so Shuhui stopped pretending, kicked open the door and entered the door effortlessly, put Mu Qingtian on the bed and tucked in the quilt, hello After finishing the antidote, he sat outside, howling from time to time to dismiss the people sent by Yao Jingdao.

Her throat was dry after howling for a long time, she raised her hand to reach the teapot, and heard a burst of laughter from inside.

"Hahahahahahaha why do you look like me!" Mu Qingtian laughed out loud while pointing at himself in the bronze mirror.

Shuhui patted her forehead, and dragged Mu Qingtian back to the bed again.

"Girl." Mu Qingtian covered half of his face with the quilt, looked at Shuhui and said.

Shuhui's eyelids twitched and she became nervous.Could it be that Mu Qingtian is not drunk and has no traditional Chinese medicine, and he pretended everything? !

"You say, under a peach tree there are a monkey, a buffalo and a rabbit, who can eat the grapes?"

Shuhui thought for a while, then replied cautiously: "Maybe it's a monkey? Because monkeys can climb trees."

"Haha!" Mu Qingtian lifted the cover, "You lost! No one can eat them!"

"How can there be grapes on a peach tree hahahahahahaha."

Now Shuhui is sure that Mu Qingtian is not lightly drunk.Shuhui was so exhausted by him, she was going to tie Mu Qingtian back to the bed after a while.

"It's hot, it's hot, it's so hot—" Taking advantage of Shuhui's inattention, Mu Qingtian lay under the quilt and stripped off her clothes.

After fighting back and forth a few times, Shuhui couldn't take it anymore, she pulled out the hemp rope and tied Mu Qingtian firmly to the bed.Mu Qingtian fell into a deep sleep without struggling for a while.

In the palace, Zhu Youtang was exhausted physically and mentally after finishing his official duties. He suddenly thought that his younger brother was still in the capital, so he sent eunuchs to Qingwang's mansion to call for someone.

"What?! Run away!!!"

Holding the letter in his hand, Zhu Youtang went to the queen to seek comfort.

【Brother Huang, there is a beautiful woman who I miss for a day and thinks like crazy.The younger brother has gone and will return soon. 】

As soon as Zhu Jingshou arrived in Chongming County, he heard that Mu Qingtian had been kidnapped by Yao Jingdao, so he almost mobilized troops to smash the Chongming county government.He crossed the mansion wall and followed the mark left by Shu Hui to find Mu Qingtian.

"Who did it?" Zhu Jingshou tore off the rope tied to Mu Qingtian's body, gently touched his forehead, turned around and grabbed Shuhui's neck.

"Yao Jingdao made it!" Shuhui made a good move.

Zhu Jingshou let go of Shuhui and returned to Mu Qingtian's bedside.As soon as Mu Qingtian turned over, half of the butterfly bone leaked out.

"Who……"

"My lord Mingjian, it's Mrs. Mu who is drinking himself crazy!" Shu Hui learned how to behave this time, and answered before Zhu Jingshou asked.

"You think this king will believe it?" Zhu Jingshou snorted coldly.He had seen Mu Qingtian's appearance when he was drunk, he was well-behaved, so clean that no one would want to touch him.

"Mu Qingtian has been drugged..." Shuhui suddenly covered her mouth in the middle of speaking.

"Chinese medicine?" Zhu Jingshou smiled evilly, and took Shuhui outside for further education.

The next day, Mu Qingtian woke up early.He stretched, rubbed his eyes, and suddenly realized something was wrong.

Fuck!Where are my clothes!Fuck!Whose arm is this! !Fuck!Why is there someone next to me! ! !

Zhu Jingshou supported his head and looked at Mu Qingtian who was buried in his chest with a half-smile, and said, "My lord is finally willing to wake up?"

"Ting Yun?!" Mu Qingtian couldn't believe his eyes, "Ting Yun? Why are you here? Have you finished your business?"

"Not yet, but it will be soon." There is nothing serious in the palace, he can return to Mu Qingtian immediately.

"That's good."

……

"Jingyun, baby, can you move your leg?"

After getting dressed, Zhu Jingshou told him what happened yesterday.

Mu Qingtian breathed a sigh of relief after hearing that Shuhui belonged to them, and said with emotion: "I knew it, she must be a good person."

"Your Excellency knows again?"

Mu Qingtian nodded and said sincerely, "Because she has a pair of honest eyes."

Shuhui, who was hiding in the dark, let out a "bah".She was drunk like that yesterday, but she still couldn't believe that Mu Qingtian remembered what she looked like.

Seeing that Mu Qingtian had recovered, Zhu Jingshou came over and straightened his collar for him, leaned closer and said, "Then what are you panicking about this morning?"

Mu Qingtian lowered his head abruptly, and their lips almost touched.

"You, you wake up and find someone sleeping next to you, don't you be afraid."

"Just like that?"

"...I haven't got any clothes on yet."

Zhu Jingshou raised his eyebrows and said, "They're all men, so why be nervous."

Mu Qingtian was not happy to hear these words.Men and women, they are all human beings, and boys should protect themselves when they are outside!

"There are so many perverts in the world, what if I run into them?" But when he opened his eyes and saw Ting Yun, Mu Qingtian said that he was quite happy.

His Royal Highness King Qing began to diverge his thoughts again, imagining the situation where Mu Qingtian was captured by the bandits and returned to be Mrs. Yazhai.

"My lord, don't worry." He suddenly took Mu Qingtian's hand and wrapped it in his palm, "I will never let my lord encounter such a thing."

"Ah? Oh, oh good." Mu Qingtian didn't understand why Wu Tingyun suddenly became excited.

I guess he was moved by his charisma and words.

Yao Jingdao has been messing around in the room for almost half a day, and he hasn't been able to get up until now.Zhu Jingshou sneaked out of the county government office with Mu Qingtian, and happened to meet Xiaosan.

"Sir, shall we go back to Zimingli now?" Xiao San stepped forward and asked.

Zhu Jingshou frowned, just as he was about to pretend he didn't know Xiao San, Mu Qingtian slapped him on the waist.

"Don't pretend, I knew you were in the same group."

Xiao San stood with her head bowed, afraid that the prince would scold her.

"Sure enough, you can't hide anything from your lord." Zhu Jingshou felt that he was deeply involved.

"We're going back to Zimingli, shall we stay together?" Mu Qingtian asked back.

Zhu Jingshou thought for a while, and said: "My lord, I saw that there were a few more hunters in Nanshi yesterday, why don't you ask Xiao San to take you to see there first, and then return. I still have some things to do, ten days, Will return in ten days."

The author has something to say: Master Yao, if you don’t die, you won’t die.

small theater:

Mu Qingtian: How about calling it Avada?

Zhu Jingshou: Why does it sound like the name of a barbarian?

Mu Qingtian: You don't understand.From now on, I will feed melon to it every day.

Zhu Jingshou: Why melon?

沐青天：因为“阿瓦达啃大瓜”啊！感谢在2020-12-0213:52:22~2020-12-0313:32:47期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw mines: _rachel_1;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: Dajiagenma, 10 bottles of rock seaweed;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!