Time travel, sell Tang poems at the beginning

Jiangzhou government office.

In the administrative center of Jiangzhou, in front of the majestic government office, two rows of guards wearing armor and holding long swords stood upright.

"Teacher, what are we doing in the government office?"

Wen Yue, who was disguised as a man, asked curiously.

"Oh! Wenyue, I forgot to tell you that Wang Zhong, the current governor of Jiangzhou, was a student he accepted as a teacher. Since we are in Jiangzhou, we just want to visit him and borrow some money from him."

"Teacher, are you going to buy poems and essays from Crazy Lin? Although the poems and essays he sells are indeed very good, 1 taels per article is too expensive. You might as well write them yourself!"

"Hey……"

Du Cheng let out a long sigh and said, "Wenyue, I am already old, my thoughts have become rigid, and I can no longer write good poems."

"Teacher, don't say that. Who in Dayan doesn't know your name, Du Shixian?"

Du Cheng smiled and said, "Wenyue, do you know what level of poetry this Lin boy sold to his teacher, Jiangjin Wine and Taohua Ange?"

Wen Yue shook her head, "I'm not sure, but I should be able to enter the Confucian Temple in Jiangzhou!"

"Not only can they enter the Confucian Temple! Even if they were placed in the Tibetan Pavilion in the Imperial City, these two poems would be enough to rank among the top ten."

"Ah! So awesome!"

Wen Yue's mouth opened wide, with a look of shock on his face.

"Teacher, aren't Li Bai and Tang Yin more powerful than you, teacher? How is this possible?"

"Nothing is impossible. There are so many hermits in the world, and there are a few masters who are more than teachers. That is normal. There is nothing to make a fuss about."

Wen Yue nodded, "Teacher, let's go in quickly and ask Senior Brother Wang to borrow money and sell all the poems that Crazy Lin picked up."

"Hahaha! My teacher thinks so too."

Since the founding of the Dayan Dynasty, the country has been governed by literature. It established a Tibetan Pavilion in the imperial city and collected famous poems from all over the world. They were placed in the pavilion to receive the salary from the people of Dayan.

Du Cheng quickly walked to the gate of the government office, took out a greeting card from his arms, and handed it to the guard guarding the door.

"Quickly go in and inform your governor that his teacher Du Cheng has come to see him."

When the guard heard that the old man in front of him turned out to be the teacher of the governor, he immediately cupped his fists and saluted, "Sir, please wait a moment. I will go in and report."

Soon, a middle-aged man wearing the uniform of a governor quickly walked out of the government office. When he saw Du Cheng standing at the door, he knelt down in public. The guards guarding the door also knelt down when they saw this.

"Student Wang Zhong, I didn't know that my teacher's arrival was far away. I hope my teacher will forgive me."

Wang Zhong kowtowed as he spoke.

"Wang Zhong, you are the governor of a state and a high-ranking member of the imperial court. How can you kneel down in the street properly? Why don't you quickly become your teacher?"

"Thank you teacher!"

Wang Zhong stood up quickly and said, "Master, please, let's go to the lobby to have tea first."

Du Cheng nodded and walked towards the government office.

Government office lobby.

Under the plaque of "Gongming Lianwei", Du Cheng took the first seat without hesitation, and Wen Yue, who was disguised as a man, stood behind Du Cheng in a dignified manner.

"Wang Zhong, I passed by Jiangling City while traveling as a teacher. I happened to come over to see you and borrow some money from you."

"The teacher has hurt the student, so just use the student's money. I don't know how much money the teacher needs?"

"how much do you have?"

"Teacher, the student has only more than 3 taels of silver at his disposal."

"Okay, you can borrow 3 taels from me first. After you return to the capital, I will have someone send you the money."

"Teacher, you are extremely kind to your students. These 3 taels should be regarded as a sign of filial piety from the students. Just accept it."

"No, I have to pay this money back to you as a teacher, and you have to accept it."

"Yes, students must obey the teacher's orders!"

"Teacher, did you encounter robbers on your travels?"

"No, all the money I brought for my teacher was used to buy poetry."

"Buying poetry? Teacher, what's going on?"

"What happened is this. I was hungry just now, so I went to a restaurant called Huangji Restaurant on the street to eat..."

Next, Du Cheng briefly described to Wang Zhong the matter of buying poems and articles from Lin Feng.

"That's what happened! Please don't worry, my teacher. I will order my students to go down now and search for Li Bai and Tang Yin with all their strength."

"Come on!"

The guard who had been guarding the door walked in quickly, clasped his hands and saluted, "Sir, what are your orders?"

"Pass me to order Captain He to put down all his official duties and search for a man named Li Bai and a man named Tang Yin."

"Yes, my lord!"

The guard turned and strode away.

"Wait a minute, tell Capt. He that these two people are distinguished guests and must be treated with courtesy. Also, they should be over 40 years old," Du Cheng said.

"Teacher, I never expected that there are two hidden masters hiding in Jiangzhou under the rule of my students. It would be great if we could find them."

Du Cheng nodded, "I hope I can find it soon. I can't wait."

At this moment, another guard walked in outside the door.

"Sir, Master Xue Zhenglan and Master Sima Fan are asking for an audience outside the mansion."

"Let them come in! Master, these two people must have spies in Fuyabu, otherwise how could they know that you have arrived in Jiangzhou so quickly." Wang Zhong said.

Soon, two people in official uniforms walked in quickly.

"Lan Ping, an academician in Jiangzhou, pays homage to Mr. Ge."

"Fan Yong, Sima Jiangzhou, pays homage to Mr. Ge."

Du Cheng stood up and raised his hand, "You two adults, there is no need to be polite. I have already retired from office and am no longer an elder."

"Elder Ge, although you have become an official, you will always be Elder Ge in the heart of your humble position." Lan Ping said.

"The elder Ge is highly respected, how dare you, a young junior, to neglect you?" Fan Yong said.

Du Cheng nodded with relief, "You two are here just in time, let's appreciate these two poems together."

Du Cheng took out two pieces of paper from his arms and laid them flat on the tea table. Wang Zhong, Lan Ping, and Fan Yong immediately stretched their heads over and started reading carefully.

"How's it going? These two poems are good, aren't they?"

"Mr. Pavilion, this is not only good. In my humble opinion, these two poems are definitely qualified to be placed in the Tibetan Pavilion." Lan Ping was very excited.

"Congratulations to Mr. Ge for another famous novel. The younger generation admires it." Fan Yong said.

"Teacher, when you just said that one poem cost 1 taels, the student was a bit unconvinced. Now that he sees these two poems, the student feels that their value is definitely more than [-] taels." Wang Zhongdao.

Lan Ping and Fan Yong both looked at Wang Zhong, "Master Wang, what do these [-] taels mean?"

Wang Zhong smiled and said: "These two poems were not actually written by my mentor. Jiang Jinjiu was written by a hermit named Li Bai, and the Song of Peach Blossom Temple was written by a hermit named Tang Yin."

"Master Wang, how can a hermit be so talented?" Lan Ping said.

"This... we don't know either. My mentor bought this poem from Lin Feng for 2 taels of silver. However, I have asked Mr. He to search for it. I believe there should be news soon."

"Lin Feng? Mr. Wang, is this Lin Feng the uneducated and prodigal son of the Lin family?"

"Yes, it's him. What? Master Lan also knows about him?"

"Crazy Lin's name, my ears have been ringing in the past few days. It's hard for me not to know it!" Lan Ping shook his head helplessly.

"Teacher, since Lin Feng still has poems and essays in his hand, it's time to go find him without further delay!" Wang Zhong said.

Du Cheng waved his hand, "There is no rush now. I don't know where this kid went crazy now. Even if we go there, I'm afraid we won't be able to find him. Let's go to the Lin Mansion tomorrow morning. Then he will Definitely at home."

"Ok!"

The three chief officials in Jiangzhou nodded in agreement.