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After Duan Mingyu's back gradually disappeared from the sight of the group of scholars, they quietly walked to the desk and unfolded the calligraphy left by Duan Mingyu... Well, yes, it is the calligraphy.

I saw several lines of flamboyant and phoenix dancing characters written on it, which is the second couplet of the couplet.

Zhao Hongxin read slowly: "The color of the moon, the color of the mountains, the color of the grass, the color of the trees, the color of the clouds, and the color of the forty-eight thousand and sixty-eight thousand peaks and mountains, all colors are empty!"

"Hiss..." Everyone took a breath in unison, Mr. Zhao Hongxin stroked his beard, and finally heaved a long sigh: "Duan Zhuangyuan is really a genius, the title of Zhuangyuan is worthy of the name, I will be convinced!"

"Hehe, after all, I can't compare to you young people. Thinking back to those days..." (five thousand words are omitted below)

After Duan Mingyu returned to the barracks, he paced back and forth, with many thoughts in his mind. In order to take charge of the overall situation in Bianzhou, Duan Mingyu specially left Xu Zuye in Bianzhou. After all, many business matters cannot be moved to Songzhou in one go. What's more, leaving one person in Bianzhou can also grasp the movements of the Zhu Wen faction in Bianliang City at the first time, which is convenient for Duan Mingyu to grasp the overall situation.

And Xie Xiande and Wang Aiqing both came to Songzhou with them. Oh, I forgot that there is also Fan Fu. Fan Fu is in charge of the ordnance department and is continuously providing various ordnance equipment for the military. Of course, crossbows and ballista rockets are the best. The main equipment is gone.

Wang Aiqing is a little better. As the head of Duan Mingyu's personal guard, he manages Duan Mingyu's basic necessities of life, and also conveys orders. This guy seems to have become an ancient version of the secretary, but he also followed Duan Mingyu's name. As I said, the boss is as big as the secretary, ahem, this kind of bureaucratic style is not good, it is very bad, and it must be rectified vigorously.

Xie Xiande, an old guy, has lost Wang Aiqing's prestige, and has nothing to do all day long. It's not that Duan Mingyu doesn't trust him, but Xie Xiande is different from ordinary literati. He has been keeping a low profile for many years, so he is much better at wielding a pen than governing government affairs.

Since his attainments in literature are not shallow, he should not be overused, and it is right to use it according to others. Duan Mingyu has never thought of what to arrange for him, so this guy hangs around the Eight Great Alleys all day long, with Miss Geisha hangs out.

It sounds like a happy little life, but the feeling of having a talent but nowhere to display it is really uncomfortable, and it tastes like being underappreciated and frustrated.

Well, so far, solving Xie Xiande's work problems is the big plan. As for that, Fang Wenzhong, who was imprisoned in the military camp, will stand aside for the time being, and the future will be long. Anyway, his wife is also being taken care of by Haosheng in the military camp. There is no rush to recruit and surrender.

Well, what should I ask him to do, grandma is such a bear, it is really quite a laborious task.

This is life, Xie Xiande still thinks that he can't realize his great ambitions, but Lao Tzu's life is terribly sad, busy with this and that all day long, well, strictly speaking, Duan Mingyu's life has two parts, one part belongs to him Himself, this part of himself is to eat, drink, play intellectual games with his mother-in-law Wan Yanyan, eat small tofu, and have a good night's sleep. This part is his private life, of course, it does not belong to the whole .

There is also a part of Duan Mingyu's friends who are bothering his brother, but at least it belongs to the atmosphere of my private life.

The other part belongs to the country, belongs to the Quanhuaxia nation, and belongs to all mankind. In this part, Duan Mingyu has done a lot of epic deeds for the country and the nation. Tang made plans and expectations for the long-term goal of conquering the Eurasian continent, and devoted himself to a series of developments such as science and technology, cultural communication, etc., as an excellent traveler.

Well, but what Duan Mingyu hates the most is that many people are idle all day long, go shopping in brothels without morals every day, and insist on doing something to death before giving up. This is against Duan Mingyu's moral principles and norms, just like Xie Xiande is an old scumbag.

It's okay to do this kind of thing once in a while, and it's definitely not okay to be restrained. Duan Mingyu must take full responsibility for Xie Xiande's life and safety.

Just thinking about it like this, before I knew it, it was time to get off work, and Duan Mingyu, dressed in military uniform, brought Wang Aiqing back to her own Lang Jiang's mansion.

From afar, I saw Cheng Junyu, Wan Yanyan, and Yang Zhaoniang playing landlords. Since Duan Mingyu introduced poker, playing poker has almost become the most important leisure activity in Lang Jiang's mansion.

Duan Mingyu walked over lightly, Wan Yanyan was holding a bad set of cards, she couldn't beat it no matter what.

Both Yang Zhaoniang and Cheng Junyu were staring at the cards in their hands, not paying any attention to Duan Mingyu appearing behind Wan Yanyan.

"One to seven, Sister Yanyan, do you want it?" Yang Zhaoniang asked without raising her head.

"A pair of kings, the bomb." Wan Yanyan threw the bomb in her hand without thinking.

Duan Mingyu's head was full of black lines, and he rolled his eyes, Ge Laozi, is there anyone who plays cards like this, the big and small kings are the only big cards in your hand, and the rest are small scumbags, besides, if you don't care about it, you can't just throw it away Let's throw Wang Bo out, it's boring, this card is decisively lost.

Sure enough, Wan Yanyan's next card was going to be too big, her eyes gradually turned red, and white smoke rose from her head. Duan Mingyu knew that this was a sign that Wan Yanyan was about to explode and get angry. He will play tricks and make trouble for no reason.

Wan Yanyan yelled: "I'm not playing anymore, I'm not playing anymore, it's not interesting at all." Then, with lightning speed, she threw the cards in her hand on the table, and her claws even mixed up the cards. very messy.

Sure enough...Unfortunately, Duan Mingyu Khan, Da Khan, Waterfall Khan, Genghis Khan...

After all the calculations, it is unexpected that my wife is so unbranded.

"Sister Yanyan, you're playing dumb again, hey, when did Brother Mingyu come?" Yang Zhaoniang rolled her eyes at Wan Yanyan, and then cleverly saw Duan Mingyu behind Wan Yanyan.

Wan Yanyan's pretty face blushed, she was making a fool of herself this time, she was foolish in front of her own officials, she might not know how to laugh at her in the future, so she quickly changed the subject: "Oh, why did the officials come here, hey, I remembered, Today I specially made a pot of chicken soup for the officials, and I will serve it for you." After speaking, he immediately got up and prepared to run away.

Duan Mingyu grabbed Wan Yanyan's hand and said: "What's the hurry, let me play with Miss Junyu and Sister Zhaoniang, watch carefully, watch and emulate, you can't play around like this in the future, If you are willing to gamble, you have to admit defeat, we lose money and rice, but we cannot lose our personality, you understand."