Film and Television: The Great Feng Sword Immortal, starting with Lingyue's updo hairstyle

The pheasant embroidered on his chest... indicates he is a second-rank official.

Governor Zhang immediately stood up to greet him.

"Brother Ziqian, Qingzhou under your rule has been completely transformed."

Yang Gong originally intended to head straight to southern Jiangsu, but Governor Zhang gave him a heads-up first.

He naturally couldn't be rude: "Your Excellency the Governor has traveled a long way and made great contributions."

The two didn't know each other well, so they only exchanged a few pleasantries.

Yang Gong then approached Su Nan with a broad smile, showing no airs of a provincial governor.

"Su Zhexian, it has been several weeks since we parted ways at Yunlu Academy!"

"I never expected that we would meet in Qingzhou. What a fortunate thing!"

"The farewell poem you gave me that day has already spread throughout Dafeng."

Yang Gong felt admiration for Su Nan's talent, as well as a sense of gratitude towards her.

This young man is highly regarded by the dean. If he can study the Confucian system, Yunlu Academy may very well produce a sage!

It's a pity.

"Brother Ziqian has shed his scholarly airs and now displays the dignity of an official."

"I heard that after you arrived in Qingzhou, you did a lot of things that benefited the country and its people."

Southern Jiangsu also engaged in some commercial hype.

Upon hearing this, Yang Gong's smile deepened, and he waved his hand, saying, "I was just doing my duty."

After exchanging pleasantries, Yang Gong inquired about the current situation in the capital.

Although he learned a lot of inside information through the transmission of books at the academy.

Then Su Nan talked about some recent events in Kyoto.

Upon hearing this, Governor Zhang sighed and said, "The situation in the capital is chaotic, and factional strife remains fierce."

"So many things have happened during the year of the capital inspection!"

Yang Gong sneered repeatedly upon hearing this, but did not offer much commentary on the political situation at court.

The main reason is that Governor Zhang is not one of their own, and there are some things he is unwilling to say.

If it were just Su Zhexian alone, then it wouldn't matter.

Su Xiaoyou, we're on the same side!

Although Su Nan was not a student of Yunlu Academy, who would dare say that he was not a scholar?

then.

Yang Gong hosted a banquet for Su Nan in an elegant courtyard. Governor Zhang and Nangong Qianrou were also invited to attend, along with a host of high-ranking officials, including the Prefect of Qingzhou.

The courtyard was brightly lit, with curtains hanging low. Officials sat at tables, drinking and chatting happily.

The band and dancers invited from the Jiaofangsi (a government-run entertainment institution) danced gracefully in the cold courtyard to entertain the adults.

In fact, the original Jiaofangsi was a purely entertainment department, specializing in singing and dancing to entertain officials at banquets. It was only later that it gradually evolved into a government-run brothel.

Although the host of the banquet was Provincial Governor Yang Gong, most of the attention was focused on Su Nan.

There's no way around it, the name of the banished immortal is just too resounding!

Who in the world doesn’t know this?

This immortal being usually resided in the capital and rarely left, making it difficult for ordinary people to even catch a glimpse of him.

Especially the ladies from the music and dance troupes who came to perform, their eyes never left southern Jiangsu.

This is Su Zhexian!

A god-like figure in the world of the Imperial Music Bureau!

Nangong Qianrou and a few silver gongs sat on one side, but no one paid them any attention.

After all, night watchmen had a very bad reputation among civil officials.

They're already lucky to be able to sit at the table and eat.

The banquet had barely begun when the prefect of Qingzhou and a group of officials came over to toast Su Nan.

Although Su Nan did not hold an official position, he had an extremely high reputation and was truly a god in the poetry circle of Dafeng.

Moreover, Su Nan is the imperial envoy personally appointed by His Majesty!

Although they have no official rank, they have the authority to act expediently.

Low position but high weight!

Everyone was very curious about this immortal who had written countless magnificent chapters, and they took turns coming over to offer him a toast.

Even those from southern Jiangsu felt a chill run down their spines after watching it.

Although he loves to drink, he couldn't resist so many people coming over to toast him.

In the end, it was Yang Gong who came to his rescue.

"How could Su Shi, the banished immortal, who has endured the hardships of travel, drink so much?"

"Drink less!"

Su Nan then followed up, saying, "Brother Ziqian is right."

Those officials who were good at reading people's expressions and expressions, upon hearing this, wisely returned to their seats.

Yang Gong looked at Su Nan beside him, his face beaming with smiles.

The farewell poem given to him by Su Nan not only ensured his name would be remembered for eternity, but also helped him in his official career!

Having this famous work as his first official post, he has certainly gained all the advantages!

Otherwise, his actions after arriving in Qingzhou would not have gone so smoothly.

Both morally and logically, we should be grateful.

Yang Gong recalled the recent troublesome matter of the admonition stele.

The inscription on that monument is most suitable, as it is concise, clear, and thought-provoking.

But poetic talent is rare, and neither he nor the officials of Qingzhou could come up with suitable poems.

Now that southern Jiangsu has arrived, this problem has been easily solved.

only……

How should he bring it up?

I've only just received one farewell poem; I can't very well shamelessly ask Su Nan to write another one, can I?

That's incredibly shameless.

Yang Gong was embarrassed and didn't know how to start the conversation.

Su Shi was the best person to write a poem for the admonition stele!

The Provincial Governor may well have had this thought, but as the head of a prefecture, he is too proud to say it aloud!

The prefect of Qingzhou was quick-witted and felt it was his duty to help his superior alleviate his worries.

So the prefect of Qingzhou said with a smile, "I have long admired the immortal Su, but unfortunately I have never had the chance to meet him."

"Today I have seen your true face, and you truly have the appearance of an immortal."

Su Nan remained silent, guessing the Qingzhou prefect's plan.

First boast... then beg...

"Recently, the Provincial Governor has been planning to erect warning steles in the front courtyards of various government offices. The inscriptions have not yet been finalized. I wonder if Su Zhexian could compose a poem for us?"

Upon hearing this, almost everyone instinctively looked at Su Nan.

They've been racking their brains over this matter lately!

If Su Shi could compose a poem, it would be a great help!

Upon hearing this, Yang Gong smiled faintly, neither agreeing nor stopping him, but simply smiling without saying a word.

A person who can become a prefect must have some insight.

Su Nan did not speak for a moment.

Upon seeing this, Yang Gong said, "Immortal Su has had a long and arduous journey and has not yet rested."

Upon hearing this, the prefect of Qingzhou immediately replied, "It was my oversight."

Yang Gong pondered for a moment, looked at Su Nan, took off the jade thumb ring from his thumb, and said in a deep voice:

"I have worn this jade thumb ring for many years, nurturing it with righteous energy, which can ward off evil and protect the body."

"If Immortal Su doesn't mind, please accept it."

"The banditry in Yunzhou is severe; perhaps this trip will be of some use."

How can you ask someone to write a poem without paying a price?

Yang Gong felt embarrassed to continue to freeload off Su Nan's poems.

Su Nan looked at the jade thumb ring in Yang Gong's hand and vaguely saw a wisp of pure energy flash by.

There are three kinds of magical implements in the world.

One type is crafted by the astronomical bureau's array masters, like his silver-white longsword.

One type is born from the natural world.

Another type is that they are imbued with the aura of a high-level expert, and over time, they gradually acquire a certain supernatural ability.

This jade thumb ring is the third type.

"Thank you very much, Brother Ziqian."

Su Nan didn't stand on ceremony and took the ring from him.