In the living room, everyone sat down as guests and hosts, and then Ling Ze spoke as an elder: "Mr. Zhao, may I know how you met Ms. Zhang Lingjun?"

Obviously, no one in the group of Chinese students believed what Zhao Changqing said about meeting Zhang Lingjun at the gate of Matthew Crowley's law firm.

Zhao Changqing smiled and said in English: "I met Ms. Zhang Lingjun at the gate of the law firm. If you don't believe me, you can ask my lawyer for proof."

Although Matthew didn't understand Chinese, since Zhao Changqing spoke in English, he immediately interjected: "My client arrived in London on September [-]rd. The famous archaeologists O'Connor and his wife can testify to this point. My client came to the UK from Egypt on the same boat as them. At the same time, Mr. and Mrs. O’Connor introduced me to Mr. Zhao. On September [-], Mr. Zhao visited my law firm for the first time. What I wanted was to buy an estate. When I sent Mr. Zhao away, I met Ms. Zhang at the door. My secretary was also present at the time. At the same time, several people in our law firm saw Ms. Zhang hit because of dizziness. Here comes the scene of Mr. Zhao."

"Yes, is that so?"

"Sending Ms. Zhang to the hospital is the second time my client has seen this lady, and before that, my client was looking for a manor he wanted, running among various manors for sale, and was never in London at all. I can fully testify to this point. If you need, I can provide a list of these manors, and you can ask the administrators of the manors for verification."

With Zhao Changqing's oriental face and his attire, those administrators will definitely be impressed.

In other words, Zhao Changqing's whereabouts have never been afraid of investigation.

Zhang Jiasen was elated and wanted to apologize: "Sorry, we misunderstood."

Even though he said that, Zhang Jiasen couldn't help but glared at Shen Shizhe.

It's not that my sister doesn't obey women's morals, that sister's life is at least half guaranteed.

Shen Shizhe suddenly said: "But, to Zhang, I mean, my wife." When the word "my wife" was said, everyone could see Shen Shizhe's displeasure, "You know her situation very well."

Zhao Changqing smiled: "Ah, about this, I don't deny it. Because I am planning to recruit several secretaries to help with some paperwork. One of the positions is a Chinese secretary. I have also sent people to investigate all Chinese students studying in the UK and Their relatives. Although Ms. Zhang Lingjun is young, she has been in school for several years and has a very stubborn personality, so she is also one of the candidates."

The woman in the apple-green dress immediately said: "If you need a secretary, you can find it among the foreign students. Shen Shizhe is a great poet among us, whether it is English or Chinese, there is no problem. If you can talk to him in literature Only sister Ling Yin is competing for glory."

"Poets?" Zhao Changqing raised his eyebrows, "Do you have any works?"

Immediately someone fetched a few pages from the side table.

Zhao Changqing looked intently, and saw an English poem written on the first sheet:

You say that you love rain,

but you open your umbrella when i trains.

You say that you love the sun,

but you find shadows spot when the sunshines.

You say that you love the wind,

but you close your windows when wind blows.

ThisiswhyIamafraid, yousaythatyoulovemetoo.

Translation on the next sheet of paper:

You say you love rain,

But you opened your umbrella when the drizzle was falling;

You say you love the sun,

But when it was empty you saw shadows in the sun;

You say you love the wind,

But when it flicks you shut your windows tight;

You say you love me too,

And I worry about it.

Zhao Changqing raised his eyebrows: "So, you were fighting poetry just now?"

"Yes. Do you like to compose poetry? We started a poetry club and made a lot of new poems. I think the new poems are catchy and full of artistic conception, much better than the old poems."

"If it's poetry, I think any kid in the UK can write it," Zhao Changqing said in a sarcastic tone, "If the following is your new poem, then I can only say that you are only left with plain poetry. It is easy to understand. In terms of the beauty and rigor of writing, which language in this world can compare with Chinese? In terms of the refinement and meaning of writing, which country can compare with Chinese?"

"you!"

"Why did I say it wrong? Let's admit that your stuff is a new poem. Do you know how to say it in the style of poetry?

Ziyan admires the rain, opens the umbrella to avoid it.

Ziyan is good for the sun, but seeks the shade to reject it.

Ziyan was happy and left the family.

I especially doubt that Ziyan will grow old together.

Do you know how to say it in Lisao style?

Jun Leyu opens the umbrella branch,

Jun Le is in the day, and the forest obscures the sun,

The tent of Jun Le Feng came up,

Junle I feel my heart bites.

Do you know how to say seven-character verses?

The March rain in the south of the Yangtze River is faint,

The umbrella is stacked with smoke and fragrance.

It's nice to be slightly drunk in summer,

But it's next to Jiamu to take advantage of the shade.

The frosty wind is clear and Gengchuji,

He lightly frowned and locked the red window.

Lianqing is full of love,

I am especially afraid that the mandarin ducks will be demolished in the fleeting time.

Do I need to write a palindrome poem with Qijue and Qilu?As for rigor, how can someone who has never been an imperial edict appreciate the rigor of Chinese? "

It is related to the passage of government decrees. In order to prevent the people below from taking advantage of the loopholes, the decrees issued by the central government must be rigorous enough, and every hole must be blocked!Otherwise, if something goes wrong, it won't be enough to catch up with the Nine Clans!

Speaking Chinese is not rigorous enough?

Those who dare to say such things are the greatest irony and negation of him, Zhao Changqing!

You know, when he, Zhao Changqing, passed the system examination, he served as an imperial servant for four full years.Zhao Changqing was born in the clan, which was the biggest constraint for him when he was in the cabinet. The emperor would only suppress him because he was a clan relative. Similarly, the Imperial Academy had a large number of three tripods waiting for the top.

If you don't put in enough effort, how can you have a four-year career as an imperial servant?

What new poetry!It's just a superficial thing to learn from other people's Western poetry, and you want to step on the pearls of China's 5000-year-old culture?Zhao Changqing is a ghost if he doesn't blow up his hair!

If you want to say that Chinese people are inferior to others, just say so!If you want to speak Chinese better than others, just say it!

Come to argue!

He, Zhao Changqing, has never been afraid of fighting with the Confucian scholars!

He is the number one scholar in the Song Dynasty, and there are many former champions who compete with him for the top three in the system, and not just one or two.It's a mere word game, is he afraid that he won't be able to play with a few brats who haven't even passed the imperial examination room? !

Ling Yin's face flushed red all of a sudden.

In the stack of papers in Zhao Changqing's hand, there is also a literary edition written by her (see what the author has to say), but compared with Zhao Changqing's Shijing style, Lisao style, and Qilu style, it is different from each other, let alone Zhao Changqing. In the blink of an eye, three versions were thrown out, with no more than 5 minutes before and after, and her performance just now, although she can be said to be quick-witted, but she also knows that eating, drinking, and talking are the time for her to think. But more than 10 minutes.

The author has something to say:

Scared to death, when I just uploaded Chapter 73, I thought Jin Jiang swallowed the text again......

This chapter is based on a post I saw on WeChat a long time ago, in which the translated version of Shijing style is

Ziyan admires the rain, opens the umbrella to avoid it.

Ziyan is good for the sun, but seeks the shade to reject it.

Ziyan was happy and left the family.

Ziyan grows old together, I am afraid of it.

I changed the last sentence.

attached literary edition

You say misty rain and faint light, Lanting looks from afar;

Later, lightly embraced the whirling, and deeply covered the neon clothes.

You say spring is bright, green sleeves and red fragrance;

Later, the west building was hidden inside and stood quietly next to Qing Qing.

You say that the wind blows gently, and you lie drunk and think;

Afterwards, the doors and windows were closed tightly, and the tents were full of misfortune.

You intercede softly, how to forget each other;

My eyes turned slightly, frosty on my own.

My son is a relatively extreme nationalist. If anyone tells him that Chinese is not as good as a certain language or a certain text, he will absolutely blow his hair.

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