Most of the people who came to Wanghu Tower to wait for Wu Boyan today are young people. Xu Jie heard Wu Boyan’s name and several poems that opened and closed, and he didn’t even know that Wu Boyan had been the governor of Jiangning County for a year.

Wu Boyan's status in Jiangnan is even better than that in Dajiang County. Although Wu Boyan has no official position, he has been famous in the Jiangnan literary world for decades. Jiangnan has become an official, and half of the Jinshi in the world come from Jiangnan. Wu Boyan is vaguely the leader of the Jiangnan literary world.

Ouyang Zhengneng decided who passed the imperial examination and failed. Wu Boyan recommended him to the capital, but he could decide which Jinshi should be valued and which Jinshi should sit at home and wait for his lack of official positions. Obviously, Wu Boyan had done this kind of thing. A letter of recommendation made a poor Jinshi who had no money to go to the Hanlin Academy immediately joined the Hanlin Academy and was already from the third rank seven or eight years later.

This kind of story is widely rumored in Jiangnan. When those senior officials in Jiangnan who served in the court returned to their hometown, Wu Boyan was always the guests of honor for these people. In fact, these stories also show one thing, that is, the Jiangnan literati group has great influence in the court, and if they can enter this group, they will inevitably have a bright future and rise to the top.

In fact, there is another greater relationship, that is, Wu Hong and Wu Zhongshu, the right servant of the Secretariat of the State, was Wu Boyan's younger brother. Wu Boyan was faintly the leader of the Jiangnan literary world, and Wu Zhongshu was the leader of the Jiangnan civil servant group. However, few people mentioned this matter in person, because Wu Boyan and Wu Zhongshu did not seem to have a good relationship.

A first-rank official of the dynasty, the right prime minister of the Shangshu Province, was only a little lower than that of the Shangshu Zuo Pushe, Chief Zhu Ting. He was unwilling to be a free and unruly person who was willing to indulge in mountains and rivers. Obviously, there was a great conflict in concept between the two of them. It is understandable that the relationship between the two brothers could not be good.

So, Wu Boyan took a boat to Hangzhou yesterday. After drinking that night, he said that he would climb Wanghu Tower tonight to see the scenery. Today, the Wanghu Tower immediately raised the price.

Wu Boyan came, and the audience was filled with greetings.

Wu Boyan's steps were sloppy, obviously because he had drunk too much wine, so he just gave his gift at will, and staggered towards the seat in front of the window. Perhaps he was not surprised by this kind of scene, and he also knew why these people waiting here were asking for it.

When Xu Jie saw Wu Boyan, he smiled slightly, and felt that this old man was different from the old master he had seen in the past. He had an unruly personality and even had a little ignorant appearance.

The specifications of the Wanghu Tower entertaining Wu Boyan are obviously a little higher than those of the entertainment Xu Jie. Several servants circled around and wiped the seats in front of each other several times before they asked Wu Boyan to sit down.

The old master didn't have any vain gifts. He sat down and looked at the West Lake. He shouted: "The sunset of Lei Feng, the beautiful scenery!"

When everyone heard this, they were silent at first, and immediately someone laughed and said, "It's really a good scenery. Waiter, come here. I want to write a poem for such a beautiful scenery!"

This man made a cool and unrestrained attitude. After saying that, he picked up the wine pot and drank it. He knew that Wu Boyan had always been unrestrained and unrestrained. In this way, he was to meet his preferences and showed the elegance of a scholar. He was a county magistrate for a year and then resigned from office. How free and easy is this?

The servant naturally hurriedly handed over the pen that licked the ink, walked to the white wall, held a wine pot in one hand and wrote wildly, and was also chanting loudly in his mouth.

Wu Boyan turned his head and took a look, then went to see the lake view again.

Several servants retreated aside, and one of them curled his lips and said, "Oh, the boss will ask for the wall to be washed again tomorrow."

The people next to him also shook their heads. Although the walls of Wanghu Tower are very large, they cannot allow these literati and poets to come and go back and write, so if they write well, they will be left behind. If they write poorly, they will naturally have to paint the white space for later generations to write. These servants have no ability to identify the quality of poetry, but Wu Boyan only took a look and obviously helped these servants identify it, so they will paint the wall tomorrow.

Xu Jie saw the person who wrote and recited poems and shook his head and smiled slightly. This man was not free early or late, and Lei Feng's sunset was about to end. Wu Boyan, who had drunk too much, came late. This man suddenly became so free, which was worthy of fun.

Ershu also saw what happened and smiled and said, "This old man is so stinky. No wonder that Lu Ziyou can get along with him."

Ershu didn't care about the famous scholars in Jiangnan. He saw Wu Boyan's appearance, and a joke was not meant to belittle him.

Xu Jie said, "Master Wu's poems are excellent, and he is a real famous scholar!"

Ershu heard Xu Jie praise Lu Ziyou for his close friend, and seemed a little unhappy, and said, "Scholar, can Lu Ziyou compare with my demeanor?"

Xu Jie looked at Ershou who was tickling his hands around his back and tickling, and smiled and said, "Lu Ziyou's style is not as good as Skinny, you, Lu Ziyou is far inferior to you."

When Ershu heard this, he flicked his finger that had just scratched his back and laughed: "Haha... I have known you, a scholar for so long, and it's just like this."

"Ershou, Master Scholar is just flattering you, you still take it seriously!" Sanpang lost Ershou's face.

Ershu didn't believe it when he heard this, and only replied: "Sanpang, you are shameless. How could a scholar have flattered me? He would be grateful if he didn't scold me. What he said just now must have come out of the heart."

Xu Jie smiled and nodded repeatedly: "From the heart, all from the heart!"

Ershu was even more arrogant when he heard this. His head was raised high, and his hand that reached his back again finally scratched the itchy place and enjoyed the ultimate enjoyment.

Unexpectedly, Xu Jie smiled again and said, "Erthyshu, if you take a bath, you will be more diligent. Your demeanor will definitely be several times more than Lu Ziyou!"

Everyone laughed loudly when they heard this. He Jiyue raised her sleeves and covered her face slightly. Yun Shuhuan couldn't help but lean back and forth. Sanpang felt even more happy and smiled and slapped the table. Only Ershou's face was embarrassed, which was bringing him a comfortable hand. He quickly reached his hand, and after a few more strokes, he sat squarely in a good manner.

Only Xiaodaoer said sincerely at this moment: "When Master doesn't hit me, he has extraordinary demeanor. When he hit me, he has no demeanor."

Xiaodao'er said another word, and He Jiyue couldn't help laughing out loud.

The people in the hall were racking their brains to attract Wu Boyan's gaze. When Xu Jie heard this table laughing, they all looked at him in a blink of an eye. They all looked confused, probably thinking in their hearts, where did this come from, their hearts are really big, Wu Boyan sat in front of him and was so unrestrained. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel some contempt.

Seeing that everyone was looking at him, Xu Jie felt a little embarrassed, and stood up and bowed and said, "Don't bother you. Thank you, all the talents continue to write poems! In the low voice, I will not disturb you anymore!"

Unexpectedly, Wu Boyan looked at the "unrestrained" table of people, then raised his glass and looked around, and drank it all by himself.

Then he heard another person in the hall stand up and said, "Brother Feng is like this poem, so he can stay here to live up to the beautiful scenery of West Lake today."

The man stood up again and did not deliberately pretend to be unrestrained. He was quite honest. He carried the back with one hand and stood in front of the wall with his head raised and his chest raised. He did not recite loudly, and wrote freely.

Wu Boyan could not hear the chanting, so he subconsciously turned to look at the man's masterpiece on the wall. After a few glances, he turned to look at the sunset. Not to mention whether it was good or bad, he probably didn't find it surprising.

Everyone saw that this person did not pretend to be cool or recite, so they asked Wu Boyan to turn around and take a few more glances. Some people immediately followed suit and stopped pretending to be cool and said, "I'll have a song below!"

However, Xu Jie faintly heard Wu Boyan muttering softly in front of him: "The old man Xie Fang is really far from alcohol, but he let me come to see the scenery alone, which is really boring!"

Others couldn't hear Wu Boyan talking to himself, but Xu Jie could hear it vaguely, so they guessed that Wu Boyan should have traveled with him today. Perhaps because he was drunk before, Wu Boyan only had to come here. The scenery was only here, but the atmosphere was far behind, so it was naturally boring.

Who is Xie Fang? Xu Jie naturally didn't know that if others heard this name, they would be shocked. Xie Fang was the chief official of Hangzhou, the county magistrate, half a rank higher than Sun Sichao, the county magistrate of Dajiang County, and was a fourth-rank official.

In the evening, the sunset gradually sets and the moonlight is unclear. The lake is light and the moonlight is a lot less meaning. Xu Jie stood up and said, "Let's go, come again tomorrow, come earlier, rent a boat to visit the lake, so that the beautiful scenery of West Lake can be regarded as a full view."

After hearing this, several people also got up and followed Xu Jie to the stairs.
Chapter completed!