Meishan Su family, Su Yun is the most virtuous

Chapter 70 Huangzhou’s plea!
Su Shi in the inner room frowned and thought: A Yun is still young. How can you trust the words of a man from such a worldly place? He is kidnapping you by using your sympathy!
As expected, Zhang Lin said, "Mr. Su, don't worry. Although the host has agreed on a time on the invitation, Mr. Su's time is still the main one.

My boss has been waiting for Master Su in the building these days, Master Su just needs to find some time to go over there."

All I heard was Su Yun saying, "Alas, the world is difficult, and it's not easy for you either..."

Su Shi thought to himself, "Okay, I've been fooled."

However, Su Shi did not say anything, and Su Yun continued, "...but I really can't go."

As soon as these words were spoken, Zhang Lin burst into tears again.

Su Yun was at a loss and said, "Oh, oh, what are you doing? With my uncle's strict order, I really don't dare to go..."

Zhang Lin kept howling.

Su Yun said helplessly: "Okay, okay, wait a moment."

Su Yun took the invitation and went into the room. His room was on the left side of the living room, just a few steps away. After entering, he quickly ground some ink, then thought for a moment and wrote on the blank space of the invitation:

'In the first month of the second year of Yuanfeng, I went to Huangzhou with my uncle. We passed Chunfengling. It was early spring in the south of the Yangtze River, and the snow was still there. Plum blossoms fell into the stream, and there were occasional long flute sounds. My uncle was inspired and wrote a poem. I saw that my uncle was in low spirits, so I encouraged him with a poem from Bu Suanzi. However, I was also melancholy in my heart, lamenting the hardships of my life. However, I thought it was normal at that time.

Today, Zhang, the chief, came to me and was troubled by the matter of Jiujiang Tower and Lihua Garden. He even cried loudly. I finally remembered the past of Chunfeng Ridge and felt a lot of emotion in my heart. Now I am begging Jiang Dongjia to stay on behalf of Zhang with this poem. I hope you will not blame Zhang.'

After writing here, there was a blank space on one side of the invitation that was completely filled up. Fortunately, the people of the Song Dynasty were extravagant, and the invitations were all very large, with a lot of blank space, which was just enough to leave space for writing the whole poem.

'The lingering snow shines brightly on the cold painting screen, the falling plum blossoms and the sound of the flute have already reached three o'clock in the morning, and the moon is bright and hazy where no one is around.

I am a melancholy traveler in the world, I know why you are shedding tears, I recall my life in your heartbreaking voice.'

The time and place are written at the end of the signature.

I have recently been copying the Book of Han, and the effect of Su Shi's daily guidance on calligraphy has emerged. Although it was written temporarily on the invitation, the calligraphy throughout the whole piece is full of ups and downs, a coherent spirit, brilliance, and vigor, without any sloppy strokes.

After blowing it dry gently, Su Yun nodded with satisfaction: "The Huangzhou Love Letter has been published. Hmm... Will the Huangzhou Melancholy Letter sound better? Haha."

Su Yun closed the invitation, restrained the smile on his face, and then a look of anxiety and worry appeared on his face. He hurried out and walked to the living room. He stuffed the invitation into the arms of Zhang, and said, "Zhang, take this back to Jiang Dongjia and Lihuayuanzhu. I believe they will not care about your mistakes."

Zhang Zhushi asked happily, "Did Master Su agree on a time?"

Su Yun shook his head and said, "I plead for you."

Zhang's face fell, and he was about to speak, but Su Yun said, "Okay, okay, it's time for me. My uncle is going to check my homework. Please go ahead, Zhang."

Having said that, he left in a hurry.

The doorman came over and said to Zhang: "My dear guest, the host has something to do, how about..."

Manager Zhang's heart suddenly sank to the bottom. He stumbled out of the door and got on the carriage. After the carriage went for a while, Manager Zhang was really heartbroken and tears flowed down his face.

"What can we do? This is our fate!" Manager Zhang cried, but he could only sob quietly for fear that the coachman would hear him.

Twenty years of hard work!

I have been serving tea since I was twelve or thirteen years old. I was insulted and belittled by others, and finally I became one of the three heads of the gardens. Now I am going to fall down and become a big teapot. Life is really unpredictable!

Without the monthly income of twenty strings of cash, the girls in the garden would no longer sneak into his bed in the middle of the night, and the other big teapots would no longer be so respectful to him.

Moreover, it is very common in brothels to flatter the powerful and bully the weak. Once you get to the top, naturally there will be many people flattering you. But after you get to the top, you will fall down again, and there will be many people stepping on you. How will you live in the future?

Just as he was crying bitterly, he suddenly remembered the invitation, and quickly wiped away his tears and opened it.

It didn't matter that it was opened. After just a moment, an ecstatic look appeared on his face!
"I'm saved, old man!"

Zhang Lin suppressed his anger and let out a low growl.

He read it greedily again, then closed it carefully, then wrapped it up carefully in a piece of clean cloth and hid it in his arms close to his heart.

His heart was beating wildly at this moment, and his thoughts were in a mess:

"My chance to rise to prominence has arrived! My name, Zhang Lin, is closely tied to this invitation. It is only natural that the boss and the owner of Lihua Garden let me go."

If they have foresight, they will definitely promote me as the face of the entire Jiujiang Building. I can also think about the position of the chief manager of Jiujiang Building!
The point is, the power of this post is not just that, for me, it is something that completely changed my destiny.

I worked in a brothel, which was a shame to my ancestors. Even the Zhang family members were unwilling to acknowledge me. But with this posting, I'm afraid the Zhang family will have to open a new page in the family tree for me.

From now on, I, Zhang Lin, can return to Zhangjia Village with dignity, and even my name, Zhang Lin, will be recorded in history with this post! ……'

Zhang Lin was cautious, and when they arrived at a certain street, he asked the driver to stop. He went into a shop that sold the four treasures of the study and bought a set of the four treasures of the study. On the pretext of trying whether these things worked, he copied down the posts one by one, and copied two pages in a row. He took one page away and left the other page to the owner.

He wanted to spread the invitation through the stationery store owner's channel, so that he would not be afraid of Jiang Songtao hiding the matter.

This consideration is necessary. Although Jiujianglou can use this invitation to become famous again, Jiang Songtao may also be labeled as being mean to his subordinates, so he may not be willing to let this post circulate.

In this case, not only might one fail to change one's fate, but one might also be silenced.

But if I spread it out first, even if Jiang Songtao is dissatisfied, he will have to push me forward to show that he is not a mean person.

In this way, the shopkeeper of Jiujianglou might really be yours.

However, being the shopkeeper of Jiujiang Tower is different from being the head of Lihuayuan.

Lihuayuan is a brothel after all, but Jiujianglou is not entirely a brothel, but a restaurant in front of it. It is not embarrassing to bring it to the Zhang family, and this way the Zhang family will have more motivation to open a family tree for themselves!
Hey!

　The author doesn't understand poetry, and copied a few poems at random. Please don't criticize me, I just want to write the plot.

　　
　
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