Struggle in the early Tang Dynasty

Hearing Zhu Pengchun's vigilance and admonition again, those people's faces turned red immediately, their anger looming but they couldn't refute it, who let Guo Ye have the warrant of County Wei Gu Dezhao in his hand?

Some of them lowered their heads in frustration, secretly annoyed that they had nothing to do with Guo Ye, and why did they guard Qin Wei?

If I knew today, why bother?

Guo Ye didn't pay any attention to those minions of Qin Wei anymore, but ordered: "Let's go, everyone should perform their own duties, so go and do what you should do."

Afterwards, he slowly left the big room of the arresting squad, completed his new official appointment meeting, and then wandered leisurely in the right courtyard.

Headhunting does not need to patrol the streets, but only needs to be centrally dispatched, or if there is an important homicide case, arrive at the scene immediately to maintain order and conduct investigations on the scene.

Guo Ye thought happily in his heart, the benefits of arresting the head are really quite a lot.

After Yao Mo wandered around for a while, a small official in a gray and white Confucian robe ran towards him in small steps.

When someone came to him, Guo Ye took a closer look, and it turned out that it was a small official who wrote the copy for Ma Yuanju in Gongcaofang.

Compared with it, Guo Yewei can be regarded as a high-ranking and powerful person.

The little official came forward to greet Guo Ye kindly and said: "Guo Butou, my lord, please move to the room of meritorious service."

Isn't his adult Ma Yuanju?

The case of He Kun is already anticlimactic, why is Ma Yuanju looking for him?

Guo Ye began to ponder over it for no reason, and was really puzzled, so he nodded slightly to the little official in front of him and said: "Let's go, I haven't seen your cheating Mr. Ma for a long time, and I really miss your boss. "

Of course, the little official with knife and pen didn't know what cheating meant, so he nodded silently.

After a while, the little official with knife and pen was in front, and Guo Ye was behind, and slowly left the far right, walked through the corridors and walked into the left side courtyard where the Gongcao's room was located.

Before Guo Yeren arrived at Gongcao's room, he saw Ma Yuanju standing at the door from a distance, seemingly welcoming him.

Ma Yuan raised a nine-rank official to greet him, this little head catcher with no rank or rank?

Guo Ye couldn't believe that Ma Yuanju, a cheater, would be so warm-hearted, besides, scholars are the most shameless but also the most status-conscious.

At this time, he was getting closer and closer, but Guo Ye was cautious when he saw the smile on Ma Yuanju's face, because the bastard's smile was full of malice and evil intentions...

Chapter 75: The story from "March in the Army"...

Guo Ye followed Ma Yuanju with an inexplicable smile into the meritorious service room, and the knife and pen officer behind him took the door out of the room and retreated outside.

Entering the room, Ma Yuanju greeted Guo Ye to sit down casually, then picked up a large white rice paper on the study room, and slowly spread it out...

Guo Ye raised his head slightly, and saw the silver hooks drawn on the rice paper, full of large characters like dragons and phoenixes, and it seemed that the ink was still wet, it should have been written not long ago.

Before he had time to praise Ma Yuanju for his profound calligraphy skills, Guo Ye heard Ma Yuanju look at the rice paper spread out and read aloud slowly:

"The beacon fire shines on Xijing, and I feel uneasy.

Yazhang resigned from Fengque and rode around Dragon City.

The snow is dark withered and the flag is painted, and the wind is full of jumbled drums.

It is better to be a centurion than a scholar. "

After reading it, Ma Yuanju couldn't help shouting: "Good poem, good poem! It's magnificent, and it makes people yearn for marching in the northern part of the country. It's better to be a centurion than a scholar. Tsk tsk, it's really impassioned. It makes me and mediocre scholars really ashamed!"

When Guo Ye heard this poem, wasn't he impromptu plagiarizing "March in the Army" that day in the big room of Zaoban?

How did Ma Yuanju know this poem?

But when I think about it, I'm relieved, there are a lot of people in the Zao class, especially the two idiots Cheng Erniu and Zhu Pengchun, who have nothing to do to promote themselves and expand their popularity.

Now Guo Xiaoge is well-known in the entire Longxi County, not to mention among the third class of yamen servants.

It is not surprising that Ma Yuanju heard the song "March in the Army" that he had plagiarized from other people's mouths.

But today he specially invited his younger brother to come to Gongcao's room, and even wrote "March in the Army" on the rice paper, what kind of tricks is he playing?

Is there something wrong with this song "March in the Army"?

My boy, I remember correctly, this is the master of the poem, Yang Jiong, one of the Four Great Masters of the early Tang Dynasty, should not have been born yet.

Ma Yuanju just wanted to learn from 315 to crack down on counterfeiting, but there is no trace to be found!

Just when Guo Ye was puzzled, Ma Yuanju asked suddenly: "Guo Ye, have you ever read a book?"

In Guo Ye's previous life, he had indeed fulfilled the nine-year compulsory education, and he had been a girl for a few years in college, but what he had learned was returned to the teacher long ago, and in the Tang Dynasty, things like physicalization couldn't be put on the table at all. .

Do you tell people that the earth is round, that the law of gravity was first discovered by Boss Newton, that the sky is full of gods, Buddhas and ghosts and snakes, and that only Marxism is true?

Isn't this him nonsense?Said, who believes?

It would be weird not to tie you to a pile of firewood and burn your heresy to death with raging fire.

In desperation, Guo Ye had no choice but to tell the truth: "I will not hide my merits, Mr. Cao, I have studied in a private school for several years in a humble position, and I can read a few big characters. As for..."

Ma Yuanju suddenly interrupted his answer, wondering to himself: "That's weird, you can write such amazing poems after only studying in a private school for a few years? It stands to reason that your private school teaches nothing more than Enlightenment knowledge such as Three Character Classics, Thousand Character Classics, Hundred Family Surnames, etc., this is impossible, it is really impossible."

Guo Ye listened to Ma Yuanju talking about the impossibility, and looked at himself with doubts in his eyes, as if he wanted to strip himself naked to find out.

Especially Ma Yuanju's attitude, it seems that he has no real material, but plagiarized it from others.

Suddenly, Guo Ye felt a guilty conscience.

Then he struggled his neck and counterattacked: "Cut, Ma Gongcao, you really look down on people, don't you? Haven't you heard that articles are made naturally, and you can get them by chance?"

Uh?

Ma Yuanju's expression froze, and the doubts in his eyes disappeared at this time, and he fell into petrification again, because Guo Ye's sentence "articles are made naturally, and you can get them by chance" shocked him for the second time.

Then he muttered in his mouth: "Yes, yes, beautiful articles are often completed overnight, and they are not produced step by step at all. Didn't the Lanting Preface of the calligrapher Wang Xizhi back then be completed in one go after being drunk? Alas, maybe It’s because Ma is too rigid, there are many natural geniuses in this world, it seems that Ma still underestimates the people of the world!”

Seeing Ma Yuanju's babbling, and listening to him talking to himself, Guo Ye heaved a rough sigh of relief, and thought to himself, he finally let the loach-like Ma Yuanju go.

Guo Ye fooled around, thinking that Ma Yuanju couldn't let Ma Yuanju do more thinking here, otherwise it would be very bad for this guy to get to the bottom of it later, and he had to reveal his secrets.

He quickly changed the subject and asked, "Ma Gongcao, why did you come here today?"

But who knows that Ma Yuanju is a night wandering god, going all the way to the dark, insisting on holding on to Guo Ye's poetry.

He asked with a face of cherishing talents: "Guo Ye, since you have the ability to compose poems impromptuly, why don't you go to visit a famous teacher while you are young, and study hard. In the future, you will get fame and enter the official career, and you will be able to honor your ancestors by then. Fan, isn't it?"

Studying hard?

Get fame?