Lao Tietou and Ma Sanye have experience in entertaining and will not let their guests be left out in the cold.
It's just that Ma Zhou is always an official, and Wang Jian is not here, so they don't dare to come forward to propose a toast.
Xue Rengui and other young people do not have this awareness.
After taking turns to toast, Wang Jian sat back down with a smile.
"Brother Ma drank openly tonight and stayed overnight in Majiazhuang when he was drunk."
During the period when Ma Zhou was unsuccessful, he contracted the problem of alcoholism.
Although he often drinks alcohol, his alcohol capacity is still very average. After several large glasses of wine, his face showed a hint of blush.
He looked around, feeling the lively joy.
He said again what he said when he first came to Majiazhuang.
"Brother Wang, when I retire and return to my hometown, I must come to Majiazhuang to take care of myself."
"When the time comes, you can leave me a teacher in the Majiazhuang private school. "
Ma Zhou turned around and patted Wang Jian on the shoulder with a very serious expression.
"I don't need monthly money, just give me three meals a day."
Before Ma Zhou went to work as a retainer for Chang He, he was hired by Da Xi, the governor of Bozhou. Teaching assistant.
It’s just that after Ma Zhou got drunk, he met Da Xi’s sedan and had a quarrel with Da Xi’s guard.
Immediately Ma Zhou was criticized mercilessly by Da Xi.
When Ma Zhou sobered up, he was too ashamed to apologize, so he resigned as a teaching assistant.
Now that he is the head of a county, it is considered a small achievement.
Ma Zhou thought of that unbearable past, so he wanted to be a gentleman in Majiazhuang in his later years to make up for his regrets.
"Haha, Brother Ma is a scholar of heaven and man, and he will surely rise to great heights in the future."
"I think Brother Ma has the appearance of a minister!"
"In the future What an honor it is for a minister to personally teach the children of Majiazhuang."
Wang Jian slapped the table with an excited expression on his face.
Ma Sanye, Lao Tietou and others followed suit.
"The talent of Magistrate Ma has spread throughout the surrounding counties."
"People in Wanquan County and Jishan County next door can't even afford rice soup. I heard that people starved to death. ”
“We, the Magistrate of Ma County, have launched a work-for-relief program so that the people can earn money, and they also give out porridge every day.”
"..."
Everyone at the table praised Ma Zhou.
Speaking of excitement, Ma Sanye and Lao Tietou also plucked up the courage and walked over to toast Ma Zhou.
Seeing two old men coming over to toast him, Ma Zhou quickly stood up and clinked glasses with them.
There is no pretense of a county magistrate.
The sky is getting dark.
Candles were lit around the canteen.
After the dinner was almost finished, it was time for the party performance.
The tall round stage for the year-end awards has not been dismantled and will be used as a stage for performances.
As the host, Mr. Ma arranged his clothes and walked up in high spirits.
Bara Bala began to say blessings.
Wang Jian glanced at Ma Chengcai, who was mingling with the escort, and shook his head helplessly.
During the battle against the Black Mountain bandits, Ma Chengcai's feat of killing eighteen thieves made him completely lose his identity as a scholar.
Originally Wang Jian wanted to train Ma Chengcai to be a host, but now it is obviously not suitable.
After Mr. Ma finished speaking, he shouted, "Now please, Mr. Wang will come on stage and say a few words to everyone."
"Bah bang bang~"
The audience burst into applause instantly.
Under the spotlight, Wang Jian quickly walked onto the stage.
He raised his right hand high to signal everyone to quiet down.
"In the new year, I wish the Tang Dynasty good weather, peace and prosperity for the country and the people."
"Okay!"
Everyone below cheered loudly.
They don’t want to experience the tragedy of the three years of Zhenguan again.
Wang Jian then said, "I wish Majiazhuang will prosper and have many talented people."
There was another burst of applause below.
Wang Jian paused, and when he said the third sentence, his voice suddenly became louder.
"Yuan Zheng's party performance officially begins now!"
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After Wang Jian finished speaking, he turned around and walked off the stage with a smile.
"Haha~"
The people below laughed loudly, and the applause became even more enthusiastic.
I thought Manager Wang would say something nice again, but I didn’t expect that he was calling the performance to start.
Familiar performances are on stage again.
Most of the programs have been watched by everyone before, so there is no fresh feeling of watching them for the first time.
It wasn’t until Ma Chengcai and several escorts came on stage that the atmosphere exploded.
This is the stage play "The Crazy Scholar Kills the Black Mountain Bandits" written and directed by Wang Jian himself.
On stage.
Ma Chengcai held up a plain knife made of wood and fought against the Black Mountain bandits played by 18 members of the escort team.
His heroic performance made everyone present applaud and stand up to cheer him.
Ma Zhou also watched with great interest.
"Brother Wang, where is the limit of your talent?"
"The world praises Gu Zhi Ganluo as a child prodigy. I think Brother Ma's talent is, is also a monster no less than Gan Luo. "
"How many people in the history books can accomplish all the miracles created in half a year? ”
Ma Zhou was completely convinced by Wang Jian, and his words were filled with admiration.
For Ma Zhou’s praise, Wang Jian felt so guilty that he broke out in sweat.
He is just a copycat and a porter. He knows nothing except stealing the achievements of his ancestors.
In terms of talent and wisdom, compared with people like Ma Zhou and Fang Xuanling, he knows nothing. He's just a little ant.
"Brother Ma is too praised. My younger brother is not very talented and only knows a few tricks. He is not worthy of carrying Gan Luo's shoes." "Wang Jian waved his hands quickly.
Wang Jian's words seemed to Ma Zhou to be self-effacing.
Sage Kong was right, a gentleman should be peaceful but not arrogant, and a villain should not be arrogant. Tai.
"Brother Wang has the air of a gentleman. "
Ma Zhou had a smile on his face and all kinds of compliments in his heart.
After the performance, it was time for the children's favorite part of lighting firecrackers.
They Holding the lit firecrackers, running back and forth in the open space
The burning firecrackers emitted golden-red sparks and made a crackling sound.
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< p> Chang'an, the Imperial Palace.After the end of the year, the governors and military officials did not go back.
Because on the day of Yuanzheng, Li Shimin held a banquet in the palace. A banquet was held for the ministers.
A group of princes and princesses also attended and celebrated with the ministers.
The banquet was served in a unique way, with a group of people gathered around a copper stove. Eat it while it is hot.
It is said that this way of eating is called hot pot, and it was suggested to His Majesty by Prince Li Chengqian.
At the banquet, the ministers exchanged cups and everyone was happy.
p>There is one exception.
The little fat man Li Tai looked at the proud elder brother with a sad face.
He received the news this morning that his father had died yesterday. At the court meeting, the reward for Wang Jian was announced.
The father was so partial that he put a great talent like Wang Jian into the East Palace to assist the prince. The emperor's love for him was all fake.
In the eyes of his father, he only loved his eldest brother Li Chengqian.
The more Li Tai thought about it, the sadder he became, and the more jealous he became of Li Chengqian. Come on.
...
Yuan Zheng passed by with a snap of his fingers
A new round of busyness began in Majiazhuang.
On this day, Wang Jian was looking at the construction progress of the paper mill.
According to the construction plan, the paper mill will be built on two floors. The lower part is responsible for the production and storage of paper, and the upper part is the office and rest area. .
All the surrounding walls have been built, and now workersFilling the roof with glutinous rice mortar.
The pulley that Wang Jian fiddled with now comes into play again.
The people on top of the buckets of glutinous rice mortar can easily pull them up after the pulleys relieve the force.
Just as Wang Jian was lost in thought, Yaodan shouted loudly from behind.
"Brother, Magistrate Ma is here again. He said there is a letter from Chang'an."