Seeing a big shoe print appear on the face of this friend from Beijing, Zhifu Dong was shocked.
"Master Yan..." Professor Feng's little heart couldn't help beating wildly, and he actually threw shoes at the adults in Beijing. These troublemakers are simply too lawless.
"presumptuous!"
"Who threw the shoe?"
Around the man in brocade, several people had already stood up, turned their heads and glared at the crowd.
"what did he say?"
"Is it reasonable to disturb everyone watching the show?"
"Get them out!"
…
…
The guards of the man in brocade clothes were angry, and the spectators in the arena were even angrier than them. They made a lot of noise in the theater. It was considered kindness not to throw them out, but they dared to yell at everyone, and they couldn't even watch the play. In vain
The next moment, several guards were overwhelmed by the shoes flying from behind.
Like this kind of winkless guy who always disturbs people's interest, everyone has thrown out a lot, and every show has one or two unlucky ones. This has even become a tradition in the theater.
Smell-smelling shoes were flying all over the sky, and Zhifu Dong's three people were also affected. Of course, they couldn't stay here any longer, so they ran outside in a panic, and then they breathed a sigh of relief.
"A group of thugs, it's too much!" Professor Feng got a shoe sole on his face, blushed, and stood outside and jumped.
The brocade-clothed man wiped his face with his sleeve, but he shook his head without getting angry, and said, "This is a quiet place to watch a play, but making loud noises and disturbing others is our fault, and we are not wronged at all to be kicked out."
Turning his head to look at Dong Zhifu, he said with a smile: "Under Brother Dong's rule, the folk customs are very tough!"
Compared to the embarrassment of Professor Feng and the man in Jinyi, Professor Dong looked much better. He was not thrown by his shoes, and his clothes were very neat.
He patted the robe on his body and said, "It's you who made the loud noise. Of course it's not wrong to be kicked out. We are the ones who really messed up."
"It's okay." The man in brocade clothes waved his hand and said, "What I said just now made the students under Brother Dong feel remorseful. Should Brother Dong treat me to a banquet to express my gratitude... By the way, Professor Feng , where is the best restaurant in Qing'an Prefecture?"
"This official has a meager salary, but I can't afford to go to Zuixiang Tower." Dong Zhifu said with a smile, "I have a cup of clear tea, which is a bit shabby, but it is enough for entertaining guests."
"I haven't seen you for a few years, and your stinginess, Dong Wenyun, hasn't changed at all." The man in brocade clothes shook his head and sighed.
When Li Yi came out, several people from Zhifu Dong were still standing outside the door.
The "A Chinese Ghost Story" that Xiaohuan wanted to watch was the next one, so she asked an actor to look after her and walked out by herself.
Dong Zhifu is a boss-level official in Qing'an Prefecture, since he met him, as a county lieutenant, he naturally wanted to come up to greet him.
Today's Li Yi no longer thinks that the position of county lieutenant is a troublesome thing. From a small position as an eighth-rank official, he can avoid most of the troubles in life. The previous naive thoughts are long gone. reverted.
"I have seen the magistrate." Slowly walking in front of Dong Zhifu, he cupped his hands and said.
Li Yi still has a good impression of Dong Zhifu. This magistrate has a good reputation, and he took the initiative to rescue him in the palace last time.
Dong Zhifu looked at him and asked: "Li Xianwei is not on duty at the county government office, why is he here?"
Li Yi coughed lightly, and said, "I was injured by a gangster a few days ago. After taking leave, I have been recuperating at home recently."
Dong Zhifu also just asked casually. Although he is not in the county government, the law and order in the city is better than before. In a few days, let other counties follow suit.
Professor Feng looked at Li Yi from the sidelines, surprised in his heart, he hadn't seen him for a long time, this rude young man seemed to be a different person, and he became so humble, which made him a little unaccustomed...
"The New Year's Eve is approaching, and more people are needed to maintain the law and order in the city. As a county captain, I have a duty to do so. If I am in good health, I should return to the county government office as soon as possible." Dong Zhifu nodded, and suddenly said: "If I remember correctly , Ruyifang seems to be not far from here, I happen to be tired from walking, why don't you go to your place to rest for a while and have a cup of tea, what does Li Xianwei think?"
Li Yi was stunned. Didn't he rest in the theater for so long just now? Sure enough, the bigger the official, the more hypocritical it is. It is not a wise thing to refuse the magistrate. Li Yi nodded and said, "Please, my lord."
Ruyifang is next door to Goulan. Although the family no longer lives there, Xiaohuan will still go to clean the house every few days. The house is clean and tidy. You can just rest your feet, and there is no tea. After telling them to sit down, Li Yi went to the theater to get two pots of tea by himself.
Zhifu Dong had already sat down, but when he turned around, he realized that the man in brocade clothes hadn't followed in. He was standing at the door, raised his head, and muttered something.
"The strokes are chic and elegant, the strokes are euphemistic and subtle, like flowing clouds and flowing water, good calligraphy, good calligraphy..."
As soon as Dong Wenyun came out, he heard the man in brocade clothes looking at the plaque above the shop and couldn't stop admiring.
Xin Dao himself actually forgot that the other party loves calligraphy and becomes obsessed. He has a lot of precious calligraphy and paintings in his home, and he himself has a deep knowledge of calligraphy and painting. It is normal to be attracted by the words on the plaque.
Seeing him coming out, the man in brocade clothes looked at Dong Zhifu and said, "Wen Yun knows which master wrote these three words. I want to pay a visit, and I'm afraid I'll trouble you to arrange it."
"There's no need to make arrangements. The master is right there. If you have any questions, ask yourself." Dong Zhifu pointed in a strange direction and said.
The man in brocade robe turned his head and saw the young man walking towards here carrying two pots of tea.
The brocade robed man turned his head to look at Zhifu Dong with a look of disbelief.
"Hehe, if those three words were written by that young man, I will eat up the plaque."
Regarding Dong Wenyun's words just now, the man in brocade clothes doesn't believe a single word. These three characters are strong and mature, and it is impossible without decades of kung fu. This is still a person who is extremely accomplished in calligraphy. If it is an ordinary person, I'm afraid it won't work for hundreds of years.
This young man is at most in his early twenties, how could he have such a level, it is precisely because he is proficient in calligraphy that the man in brocade clothes is so confident.
If he hadn't known that the young man was called the number one talented scholar in Jingguo by the Xuezheng master, he was excellent in poetry, calligraphy and painting, and he could write a prose like "Disciple Regulations", Dong Zhifu would not believe it.
"Hehe, if County Lieutenant Li comes back a little later, your family's plaque will be lost."
Li Yi, who came over, looked at Zhifu Dong with a puzzled expression, not knowing what to say.