My Sisters Excel in Both Literary and Martial Arts - Chapter 162

[Chapter 162 A surprise for you (first update)]

“Why did you go so long?”

Jing Zhe asked Hanhan to go out and hire a carriage. It felt like he had waited for a century before Hanhan came back with the carriage.

“Young village leader, there are a lot of people outside!”

“Nonsense, it’s the Mid-Autumn Festival, it’s strange that there aren’t many people!”

“…”

Jing Zhe stopped talking nonsense to him and called Zhang Xiaoyu to get in the car.

Hanhan stood outside, and his words were interrupted by Jing Zhe. In fact, he wanted to remind him that there were too many people on the street and traveling by carriage was not a wise move.

He wanted to open his mouth a few times, but when he saw Jing Zhe’s excited look and thought that he could predict things like a god every time, he thought that he couldn’t understand the thoughts of the young village master. He only saw one layer. You must have seen many layers!

He wanted to speak but stopped, so he kept silent and drove out.

Looking out from the alley along the Zhangjia Street, the entire alleyway spreads out far into the field of vision, extending to the main street in the distance. The entire Jingzhou City is a lively scene of row upon row of bright lights.

If you could find a high place to look down at this time, this ancient glorious night scene would definitely have a special flavor. It’s a pity that Jing Zhe, who was sitting in the carriage, couldn’t appreciate it today.

The sky has gradually darkened, and the bustle in Jingzhou City has not yet reached its peak. The carriage came out of Zhang’s house and passed through the lanes with relatively few people. When it came to the main city street, the speed slowly slowed down. Come down.

Along the way, countless bright and lively lights swayed outside the carriage. Even the usually quiet side streets were very lively at this time. The shops and vendors on both sides of the main city street spared no effort in selling. They opened the curtains and looked out. There was nothing else to see except the surging heads of people.

Just a moment after entering the main city street, the carriage seemed to be stuck in a quagmire and it was difficult to move forward. It is no wonder that on the moon-viewing night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, Jingzhou City has a large population. At this time, after dinner, people came out to enjoy the moon, chat and participate in There were so many people in the poetry club that it was difficult to just walk, let alone a carriage?

But everyone else obviously had experience. Except for Jing Zhe’s carriage, there was no other carriage on the street. When pedestrians squeezed past the carriage, they would turn their heads and look inside, with teasing and contempt in their eyes. , seems to be saying:

Where did this fool come from? Isn’t your brain funny?

Seeing everyone staying in front of the carriage for a while, looking at Jing Zhe, Hanhan suddenly realized, turned around and said: “Young village leader, is this the card you are talking about?” It is

indeed very impressive to have everyone pay attention. There are cards.

“Get out!”

“…”

…

Jing Zhe and Zhang Xiaoyu still got out of the car, otherwise he would be unable to move for fear of being blocked in the street until the end of the poetry meeting.

As for Hanhan, Jing Zhe saw that he had become smarter and smarter recently, so he started teasing him. As a reward, he let him stay alone in the carriage to look at the huge moon.

There were too many people on the street. In order to prevent Zhang Xiaoyu from being squeezed in the crowd and being taken advantage of, Jing Zhe protected her closely like a gentleman, and finally arrived outside Wuxian Garden.

Zhang Xiaoyu’s cheeks were flushed and her head was lowered, not daring to look at him. This made Jing Zhe feel strange.

You must have been moved by my glorious and upright image, right?

Outside Wuxian Garden, the situation is much better than on the street. There is no crowded scene, but a very orderly queue waiting to enter. Most of these are scholars who know each other, are well-dressed and stylish. Talk about money.

Jing Zhe didn’t belong to this circle and naturally didn’t know anyone, but he saw an acquaintance standing in an inconspicuous corner, busy with work.

This time of year is Wu Yong’s busiest day.

As the prefect of Jingzhou, he not only has to lead people to maintain law and order on the streets and avoid vicious incidents such as beatings, smashings, robberies, and stampedes, but also maintain order outside Wuxian Garden.

After all, the number of scholars that Wuxian Garden can accommodate is limited, and there are too many scholars in Jingzhou City. Most of the scholars who cannot enter the garden gather outside, waiting to hear the poems coming out of the garden.

When so many scholars gather together, they know how to gossip, and they also like to drink and write poems. You can drink a lot, but you will get drunk after drinking a little, and you will cause trouble when you are drunk, which will harm the country!

So this time Wu Yong mobilized all the officials in the government to come on duty, just to be afraid of any accidents.

What a bullshit poetry show, it should be canceled if he wants to see it! Those talented and beautiful people who participated in the poetry festival are all bullshit!

Of course, he only dared to think about this. After all, Emperor An was in charge of Wuxian Garden at this time, and Emperor An was the biggest leader of these talented men and beauties.

This may be the reason why he has been following Su Mowu. If he could ascend to the throne of God, these scholars would definitely not be as prosperous as they are now…

“Prefect Wu, are you busy?”

Jing Zhe came over with Zhang Xiaoyu, and the people around him were busy entering. The garden was busy talking about the mountains, and no one paid attention to them.

“It turns out to be Mr. A Kun!”

Wu Yong turned around and saw Jing Zhe. The corner of his mouth twitched, but in the end he couldn’t laugh.

For a guy who extorted two thousand taels of silver from him, it was considered a good behavior for him not to jump up and scold his mother.

“Today is indeed very busy. There are too many people coming and going, so I’m afraid it will cause trouble. Mr. A Kun, the poetry meeting will start soon. Why don’t you quickly go into Wuxian Garden to familiarize yourself with the familiar environment?”

Wu Yong was obviously too lazy to argue with Jing Zhe, and was reserved. Chase people away.

Damn it, you have never been to Wuxianyuan before?

You are also familiar with the environment and the snake skin!

The main reason why Jing Zhe came to chat with him was because he was about to send him to get a lunch box later. He couldn’t bear it, so he decided to invite him into the garden – to see with his own eyes how he fucked him…

“Prefect Wu, the superior It’s a labor of love, a labor of love, you are a magistrate, you can just leave this kind of security inspection to the police officers, you don’t have to do it yourself!”

Wu Yong curled his lips and said nothing.

Labor and management just stand here and show off. It makes sense if a leader inspects it. Which of your eyes can see that I am doing it myself?

“Wu Zhifu, the Mid-Autumn Poetry Festival is such a huge event, wouldn’t it be a pity to miss it? Come in with me, I can give you a surprise later!”

Wu Yong didn’t know what the “surprise” Jing Zhe was talking about. Of course, he didn’t want to know. In his opinion, not being next to him was more of a surprise than anything else.

“Master Akun, I understand your kindness, but you can enter this Mid-Autumn Poetry Festival, but I can’t!”

“???”

Seeing Jing Zhe’s confused face, Wu Yong thought that he was an outsider who didn’t know the rules. , so I explained it to him.

It turns out that there are only three types of people who can come to participate in today’s Mid-Autumn Poetry Recital. One is the royal family members or those who have been invited by the royal family members; the other is the servants of Wuxianyuan. Of course, they are not participating in the poetry recital, but It serves people who participate in poetry gatherings; the last one is for readers.

——Thank

you to Yuanyan, Maomao and Lemon for your continued rewards!

(End of chapter)