Ming dynasty grand dude

Miao An from a distance looked at the emperor with a bit of dissatisfaction, and Xiao Jing who gave her a sorry look.

The two maidens of the Hattori family almost collapsed in fright, but Ji Wu generals watched the Ming emperor leave excitedly.

"Wow~~" Little Zhengde pawed happily in the bath, wow-ha-ha from time to time.

Zhang Lun laughed and scolded in the bathtub not far from the next door: "Splash the water and see if I can beat you!"

To be honest, Zhang Lun did not look at Hongzhi, Zhengde, Liu Jin...they according to history.

The corpses and beheaded Japanese pirates he saw in the courtyard of the Wang family outside the city of Suzhou suddenly changed his perception.

Hongzhi is just a kind leader who is weak and gentle and wants to govern the country well.

Little Zhengde is often just a brat who has no one to guide him well, is very smart but loves to mess around.

In the final analysis, Liu Jin and the others were just trying to please their master and make money by themselves.Just more unscrupulous.

With the exception of a few psychopaths, most people develop certain personalities for a reason.

Follow the benign guidance, more can be beneficial than harmful.

"Brother Hu, do you think I can kill Japanese pirates now?!"

Zhengde leaned against the edge of the pool with a clatter, and looked enviously at Zhang Lun, whose skin was like frozen snow in the next bath.

If Xin Dao had an older sister or younger sister, I would definitely marry her to Brother Hu!

Brother Hu was born so beautiful, why wasn't I born so beautiful.

"I've always wondered what to do to kill Japanese pirates, and I went to Fusang to get the root of the matter settled!"

Zhang Lun turned around and rolled his beautiful eyes: "Don't you want to kill your sister Ashikaga's subordinates? I'll tell her later."

"Don't, don't... let's talk properly!" Masanori was really frightened by Ashikaga Crane, so he quickly waved his hands.

Zhang Lun laughed and waved his hands and said: "You! Learn your skills, and you will have a chance to kill a few tartars later!"

"That's right, that's right! Cut the tartar!" Little Zhengde's eyes lit up, and he smirked again when he remembered something.

Looking at Xiao Zhengde, Zhang Lun somehow thought of a few little brothers who followed him.

Vigorous, aggressive, clear-headed and not bad.

It's just that sometimes I am impulsive, some things are not handled smoothly, and I am very naughty and easy to cause trouble.

"In the future, when something happens, you have to think about it before you speak. You have to keep calm."

Zhang Lun looked at Zhengde and said softly: "Don't be frizzy and mischievous all day long, who dares to entrust you with such a big matter?!"

"Calm?! Do you want to be like Mr. Hui'an?!" Saying this, Xiao Zhengde imitated Liu Jian with a stern face.

Seeing this kid's narrow-minded appearance, Zhang Lun couldn't help laughing "Puchi~": "Wait, I'll tell Mr. Hui'an to go later!"

"Don't! Brother Hu, we don't want to sue!"

Zhang Lun narrowed his eyes: "Then... let's fight?!"

I was beaten! !Little Zhengde was indignant, but Brother Hu knew how to bully others.

After the two of them laughed and chattered about taking a bath, Liu Jin came in and closed the screen.

Then two massage tables were pushed up, and the two lay down separately through the screen.

Liu Jin cracklingly began to massage Xiao Zhengde's bones according to Professor Chen Zhoutong's technique.

On Zhang Lun's side, Miao An, whose almond eyes were crooked with a smile, was in charge—Miao An was very persistent in this matter.

Hee hee... The young master can only be mine now, I am so mad at Ashikaga Tsuru's blue-eyed cat!

But then Miao An flattened her mouth, how could the young master's skin be so good!

It's as white and moist as a newborn baby, with a faint glow, but it's a bit better than hers...

Then he threw the reluctant Zhengde into the carriage and asked the guards to send him back to the palace.

Qian Fu and Qian Yuqian couldn't wait to drag Zhang Lun to look at their typesetting. The newspaper said it was easy to do, but it was troublesome to operate.

How to typeset? !Sorting movable type also takes time, and then you have to review, finalize, and print...

Especially when it comes to printing, housekeeper Xiao Zhou recruited more than [-] craftsmen to test it many times and finalize it.

This is the only frame that Zhang Lun is satisfied with, and it can be used with movable type.

"Chihuer, are you really planning to publish that "Mr. Li"?!" Qian Fu twisted his long beard and frowned at Zhang Lun.

He said before that he wanted to write an article to compare with Zhang Lun, and then he took Zhang Lun's to read after finishing writing.

After reading it, I tore up my own article without saying a word. I was very excited when I saw it, but thinking about it now...

"If I don't post it, why should I write it!" Zhang Lun rolled his beautiful eyes, chirping and humming.

Zhang Lun's plagiarism ability this time is to directly take the "Biography of Mr. Li" by Chen Meigong, the king of spraying kings in the late Ming Dynasty and the spirit of the gang.

The scolding in this article is not ordinary ruthless, it is quite, quite ruthless!

It is said that "all the Jinshi have a big bone, and they suddenly got this, they are high-spirited, and they are ugly", and they directly scolded all the Jinshi in the world.

The thieves scolded by this "big bone" were ruthless, and Qian Fu, the ruthless number one scholar, gasped.

Cuoda, this is an insult.

Li Kuangyi's "Zi Xia Ji" in the Tang Dynasty said that "the generation called Shiliu the most jealous, and said that he was the most jealous of the four."

At the same time, Zhang Yu said in "Chaoye Qianzai" that Jiangling "has the name of clothes and clothes, and people say that the pipa is more than the rice cooker, and the measures are more than the crucian carp."

In the Song Dynasty, Wu Zeng's "Nenggaizhai Manlu Discussion" also contained "Taizu said, 'Cuo has big eyes and small holes'".

This measure is greater than that of scholars, just like you call a black man a nigger. It is okay for scholars to laugh at themselves.

If others say that, they will have to scold their mothers.

The bone phase is even more scolded, it comes from the fifth and eighth of "Poems" written by Han Shan, a famous poet monk in Tang Dynasty.

He said, "I saw hundreds of dogs, all of which were hairy... throwing a piece of bone and fighting with each other. The good reason is that there are few bones, and the number of dogs is unfair."

The sum of these meanings is:

I'm not targeting anyone, I mean everyone here - all hot chickens!

All of them look down on wealth, and when the imperial court loses a bone, they bark their teeth and mouth, and cling to the rascal dog who is trying to grab it!

This is not just scolding harshly, it is scolding to the bones of the scholars.

Miao An murmured to her young master with distressed eyes, what are you doing so diligently in practicing swords recently? !

With Miao An here, who can hurt the young master? !Wrists are swollen...

"Just send it out, I'm afraid they will bite my bird?!" Zhang Lun picked out his pair of red phoenix peach blossoms.

But there was a smirk on the corner of his mouth: "If they don't come to find fault, I have to go!"

Qian Fu said no more, leaned on this comfortable recliner and squinted at the vast and shining galaxy in the sky...

"It's going to be windy."

Zhang Lun's beautiful red phoenix and peach blossoms also narrowed slightly, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Yes! The wind and rain are falling!"

Chapter 152: In front of the Baowen Hall, you lament the idiotic tiger;

On this day, countless people arrived at Baowentang, Eryoutang, Wutongfang... and other major bookstores early.

Among the chattering and waiting crowd were scholars, officials, merchants, and maidservants.

There are old Taoists in starched white Confucian shirts, and there are also little boys with hair and chirping who come with their families.

When the gate of Baowentang "rumbling..." opened, Xiao Shuzhi, who was about to wait, was startled by the bustling crowd!

Take a closer look, damn it!Juzi, piles of juzi!A mouthful of saliva can hit the number seven or eight!

This made Xiao Shuzhi both happy and worried. The happy thing is that the [-] copies of "Imperial Times" in Baowentang will definitely be sold out.

What is worrying is that he also took a look at the "Imperial Times". Anyway, Lao Xiao is still a self-proclaimed scholar.

At the first glance, it was the "Biography of Mr. Li" written by Mr. Zhang Qilin Eryu, and his calves were trembling before he finished reading it.

grandfather!Ancestors!These scholars and scholars dare not go to your British government, but my Baowentang family will be demolished...

Who am I to cry to!

Compared with the "Biography of Mr. Li", Qian Fu and Tang Bohu's criticisms of current maladies are very mild.

Then turn to Yu Gongzi's new story book "The Eight Parts of the Dragon", and you can tell that this is a magnificent masterpiece just by looking at the wedge!That would definitely be a fire.

After hesitating in the store for a long time, Lao Xiao finally gritted his teeth: Wealth and wealth can be found in danger!

After all, my Baowentang is also a bookstore under the brand of the Supervisor of Rites. The rabbit bites people when it is in a hurry!

Really smashed this Baowentang, you can see if he is a dry food in the East Jiji Factory, my old Uncle Xiao is fake, he is also a eunuch who has served as a supervisor of ceremonies in two dynasties!

Don't let me, Old Xiao, live, and I won't let you have a good time!

"There was a deep-rooted love among the numerous

In the world of mortals, I admire hot-blooded heroes

Huai Pianpian's martial arts are like swimming dragons

Hiding Linglong's fame in my heart

......"

When Xiao Shuzhi saw the words in the "Tian Long Ba Bu" wedge, Xiao Shuzhi felt that Mr. Yu's book was really popular!

"Everyone..." Xiao Shuzhi just sang a fat song, and then the disciples below shouted: "Sir, please don't make such vain gestures!"

But I saw a few candidates stand up and said loudly: "Sir must know what we are going to do, so quickly take out the "Imperial Times"!"

"Ten copies!" Xiao Shuzhi decided to follow the good advice, as for whether you will make trouble after reading it, I have no control over Xiao Shuzhi.

Then he pointed to the three rows of small windows on the side, and said, "Line in line to get the money!"

A copy of ten texts? !It's not expensive!

The gentlemen of Juren stared, and the scholars below naturally stepped aside automatically in desperation.

But it's not easy for the masters of Juren to compete with those officials, businessmen and ladies with their maids? !

So helplessly, he could only be pushed aside, watching those young ladies go up to buy newspapers and leave before buying.

It was so easy to buy it and everyone gathered together to see it, and couldn't help but blushed and couldn't help cursing, "Damn it!"

Your son Yu has a great reputation, and we recognize that you are so talented!

Even the heads you killed in Suzhou, in the sea, or even in Fusang by you, Mr. Yu, we still recognize it!

But now you're pointing at the noses of a bunch of scholars and scolding us for being cowardly, this is unbearable!

All of a sudden, there was an endless stream of angry curses in a southern accent and a northern accent, and some of them wanted to smash this Baowentang because they were insulting and polite.

But then he was stopped by someone, you are a badass!This Baowentang is an industry under the name of Dongjiji Factory, not to mention that it was not written by others.

You ruined Dongchang's property, can those wolves and tigers spare you? !

This is to kill!

The person who was pulled was shocked immediately, and hurriedly bowed to thank the classmate who was pulling him.

Then he said indignantly, how can we, the seeds of education and the children of famous teachers, suffer such humiliation? !

We can't smash Baowentang, let's smash him to the British government!

Then there was that well-informed person laughing at the side, if you want to die, go yourself.

A few days ago, because the censor wanted to join his family, the old man beat the horse directly in front of the palace gate so that he couldn't take care of himself.

Chen Yushi wanted to go forward to persuade him, but he was kicked three feet away and vomited half a liter of blood, and he is still lying at home now!

The horse who was beaten was now dismissed from his post, and the tribute students who attacked the residence of Princess Fusang in Suzhou Prefecture were stripped of their merits and sent to prison.

His Majesty still has to appease the old Duke and not allow him to resign.

The casserole-sized fists of Old Duke Jieyan, who saw it on the spot, hit Ma Jishizhong like raindrops.

The beating was miserable, his teeth were knocked out, and he said that he must be bedridden for a year, and he was directly carried out of the Golden Temple.

If you are not afraid of death, you can try the fist of the old duke.