In a blink of an eye, the Mid-Autumn Festival passed, and Zheng Banqiao packed up and prepared to return to Yangzhou. That night, a strong wind suddenly blew and the rain poured down. The earth wall of his house fell down with a bang. Strong winds swept in at once. "It's broken!" Mrs. Zheng went on to say, "That's it!" Say it and frown. "This is it!" Zheng Banqiao was beaming. Then Mrs. Zheng burst into tears and laughed. Mrs. Zheng thought that her husband couldn't stand the blow and went crazy at once. She quickly dried her tears and comforted: "Never mind, don't worry, don't worry." Unexpectedly, Zheng Banqiao pushed her away: "Quick, get a pen and paper." Mrs Zheng was puzzled and had to call Four Treasures of the Study. When she saw the Banqiao, she wrote: "The tent was broken, the boat was full of moon fragments, the wall fell down, and the house was in a neat wind."
After listening to the explanation, Mrs. Zheng laughed and said, "You, you really don't even push such a big official!" How many people can't be when they want to be! "
Zheng Banqiao turned the paper fan and said calmly for three times: Don't be confused! It's hard to be confused! It's hard to be confused! "
In fact, Mrs. Zheng knew her husband would be like this early in the morning, so it is not good to say anything more. I just hope her husband doesn't regret today's decision!
Say that finish, Mrs. Zheng waved her sleeves and turned back to the dormitory. Zheng Banqiao is the only one in the hall. Looking at the direction of his wife's departure, Zheng Banqiao sighed: "Madam, officialdom is not such a simple place! I hope you can understand my decision today. "