Promotion Letter for the Chief Executive

On the second day, Ping'an visited Feng Zhang's home early in the morning.

This person is not as serious as Fu Yan, but he has a very kind disposition and is willing to make friends, so it can be said that he "knows friends all over the world".In addition, he also especially likes to support the young and backward, and appreciates those talented young scholars very much.So his disciples are also the most.

In fact, after in-depth research, Ping'an felt that if it wasn't because of Fu Yan's special status, and he had promised the emperor to work hard to invite Fu Yan to come out of the mountain, otherwise he would actually be more in line with Ping'an's needs than Fu Yan.

So if Fu Yan really can't say anything, Ping An will invite him.

Coming here now is to tell the whole story of my plan, and ask Feng Zhang to help talk to Fu Yan.Even if it fails at that time, you can let him know your sincerity, and it will be easier to convince him in turn.

Feng Zhang's residence is also not far from Tianji Temple, a road paved with bluestone slabs twists and turns, hidden among flowers and trees, winding all the way to the gate of the courtyard.There are more small courtyards around the courtyard, surrounded by stars like the moon, these are the residences of his disciples.

Before reaching the door from a distance, Ping An saw the people in the yard and raised his voice to say hello, "Mr. Feng!"

That's right, after yesterday, Ping An has drawn a lot closer to Feng Zhang.One gentleman at a time, those who didn't know thought he was also Feng Zhang's apprentice.

Unlike Fu Yan, who was born as a supporting actor in a bitter drama, Feng Zhang himself has a harmonious family, with three sons and a daughter.Now only his wife, eldest son Feng Xi, daughter-in-law Tang and grandchildren live here with him.

Right now, he is leading his grandchildren to play Wu Qin Xi in the yard, and he has just finished his work.

Turning around and seeing Ping An, he smiled and said, "Why did you come so early?"

"There is something I want to discuss with Mr. Feng. I have something on my mind, so I feel that I can't sit still at home, so I simply rushed over earlier." Ping An said.

Feng Zhang invited him in and invited him to have breakfast with him.

Ping An walked to the table to have a look, only to find that all the game on the table, flower cakes, and porridge with wild vegetables were both elegant and affordable.He couldn't help sighing, "Mr. really lived a fairy life, and he was extremely carefree, which is enviable!"

Feng Zhang smiled and said, "It was picked by the villagers at the foot of the mountain and sent. There are also people who are eager to learn in the mountains and fields!"

Ping An's eyes flashed slightly, and he said, "As the saying goes, 'Everything is inferior, only reading is high'. The people in the mountains and fields also understand this truth. They respect gentlemen, but they only respect knowledge. Maybe they want their children to learn more. The gentleman's literary style will also be able to stand out in the exams in the future."

"No wonder, I said that the people who came to deliver the wild vegetables were all children. I thought the villagers were embarrassed to come to the door, but now it seems that I am narrow-minded! Why don't you observe the details." Feng Zhang was slightly taken aback, and then sighed.

Ping An smiled slightly, thinking that this was a good beginning.After Feng Zhang heard what he said, he didn't dismiss it as nonsense. Instead, he thought about it seriously, thinking that his observation was not careful enough.It can be seen that he still cares about the common people, and at the same time, he also believes that children born in the mountains also have the necessity and demand for learning.

The more I get in touch with him, the more I feel that he is very suitable for my next plan.

After all, Ping An himself is not in the system of scholars, and he needs someone who has a high enough appeal among literati to do this.In his opinion, Feng Zhang is more suitable.

Thinking of this, he didn't continue talking, but planned to think about it while eating, to see if there was any way to balance both sides.

It would be great if both Feng Zhang and Fu Yan could win.

——Ping An found himself getting more and more greedy, but the more people he needed, the better.The only way now is, how to arrange these people separately?When they were hermits, they made friends as friends. Their fame may vary, but their status is equal.If Feng Zhang were to be Fu Yan's deputy, he might not be willing.

For this reason, Ping An has always been absent-minded when eating.

Seeing this, Feng Xi couldn't help frowning slightly.He knew that Ping'an was here to visit his father, so it would be too rude of him to do so.However, Feng Zhang didn't care much, he remembered that Ping An said that he had something to discuss with him, so he thought that Ping An was worried about it.

In fact, Feng Zhang was also a little curious.Usually when young scholars come to him, they hope to learn from him, and he thought that the same is true for peace.He liked this young man, and it would be fine if he was accepted as a disciple.Unexpectedly, Ping An was not, which made him even more curious about Ping An's purpose.

After dinner, Feng Zhang took Ping An to his study.

"Thank you sir for taking the time. I know that you have a noble character and don't want to be contaminated by the secular world. It's just that this matter is of great importance and must be led by a person of high morals and prestige like you. If there is any offense or disrespect in the future, Also, please don’t get angry because I’m a late student like me, please teach me a lot.” After Ping An entered the door, he said these words first, and then bowed to Feng Zhang.

"Good Qi Zian!" Feng Zhang laughed loudly, "You are trying to hold me with words! It seems that no matter what you say, I must listen calmly? If you get angry about it, it is bullying Junior."

This is actually what Ping An means. Who knows whether Feng Zhang is willing to serve the court?In other words, who knows if there is any hidden secret in his past life experience?

So this kind of advance declaration is very necessary.

It's just that he didn't expect Feng Zhang to point it out so directly.Fortunately, Ping An's face has been tempered, and he turned a blind eye to the teasing in Feng Zhang's words, and took out a rough plan and handed it to him, "Please take a look, sir."

Pingan feels that although language is contagious, it needs temporary organization when describing things, and sometimes it feels unclear or logical contradictions arise.Even if it is clearly stated, the listener may not be able to receive all of it.

In addition, in modern times, I have become accustomed to writing plans, so when I arrived in Dachu, no matter what I did, the plan would lead the way.

The benefits are also obvious.For those things before, after the plan is handed over, the later people only need to follow suit, basically there will be no uncontrollable mistakes, and the work efficiency has been greatly improved. Not to mention, it has also liberated him.

——Otherwise, if you come to ask him something you don’t understand, Ping An will be too busy to finish.

Feng Zhang's attitude at the beginning was very relaxed. He sat obliquely on his seat and opened Ping'an's plan casually.He thought that what Ping An took out was his own work, and he wanted someone to correct it!

However, after reading two lines, his face became serious, and he sat up straight again. After quickly reading the plan, he raised his head and looked at Ping An with unsatisfied satisfaction, "You...haven't finished writing the plan?"

"It's finished, but I didn't bring it here today." Ping An was very frank.

Feng Zhang glared at him immediately, "What do you mean? Could it be that you can't trust me, an old man?"

"That's not true." Ping An said with a smile, "Sir, after reading the plan, he should know who I am and why I'm here. If sir is interested, I will naturally present the complete plan and assist him to complete it. But If the master's ambition is not here, it is not good to waste the master's time."

Feng Zhang snorted, apparently still dissatisfied, but accepted Ping An's explanation.

But the more he thought about it, the more he felt unsatisfactory, and asked, "Who made this proposal?"

"It's far away in the sky, but it's close in front of us." Ping An said with a smile.

Feng Zhang looked at him suspiciously, "It's you?"

Then he actually believed it, without any doubt, just sighed, "Young people today are really amazing. If you can do this, people will thank you in the future. Just do this, but It's not that easy."

"I know." Ping An also restrained his smile, and said seriously, "I've heard a saying: No matter how hard it is, you can't suffer children, and no matter how poor you are, you can't have poor education. What do you think, sir?"

"Be honest with your parents!" Feng Zhang sighed after being stunned for a while.

"That's right, parents all over the world have the same thoughts, so Mr. Do you still think this is difficult?" Ping An asked.

Feng Zhang smiled and said, "I understand what you mean, but I still have a question." He said with a smile, staring at Ping An sharply, "Who are you, and what you say can represent the court?"

Sure enough, this question was asked.This was expected by Ping An, and he didn't mean to hide it. After all, he would have to work together in the future, so it was impossible to keep it a secret.Besides, he admired Feng Zhang very much, and he didn't intend to deceive him.

Ping An stood up and said, "I am the Supervisor of Rituals and the Eunuch Ping An. It was really helpless to conceal my identity before, and I hope you will forgive me."

"Eunuch?" Feng Zhang looked Ping An up and down in surprise.

He originally thought of Ping An's appearance and temperament, and thought that he was a prince, at least he should be a son of a noble family, so that he could be trusted by the emperor. ——The reason why he didn't guess that he was a scholar was because Feng Zhang knew very well what outstanding young scholars there were in the younger generation.

However, he originally thought that his guess was outrageous enough, but he didn't expect the fact to be even more exaggerated than he imagined.Ping An is actually a eunuch!

Even with Feng Zhang's open-mindedness, he couldn't help being amazed and regretful when he heard the words.

Such a talent is actually an eunuch, who has ruined his official career and lived a happy life, how can it not be embarrassing?

But in the face of Ping An, he restrained his regret very well, Su Rong asked, "Your name is Ping An, so Qi Zi'an is just a pseudonym?"

"No." Ping An said, "Ping An is the name given after entering the palace, and Qi Zian is my real name."

This name may be the only connection he has with that world in his previous life.

The longer he stayed here, the more Ping An found that he was able to integrate into the current life, gradually obliterating certain characteristics of himself that belonged to modern people.If it wasn't for this name, if it wasn't for the memories in his mind that were far beyond this moment, he would sometimes feel that everything was just a wild dream that he had, and it would become more and more blurred until he completely forgot it?

Feng Zhang nodded slightly, "I see. I understand what you mean. So do you want me to come out and preside over this matter, or do you want me to introduce others for you?"

Ping An couldn't help but glanced at the expression on his face.He didn't expect Feng Zhang to accept this matter so easily. After all, in Ping An's own vision, the process of persuading the other party should be complicated and lengthy.That's why he felt that the success rate was not high.

After all, no matter how flickering he is, in front of these literary figures, he might be playing tricks.

What's more, he didn't expect Feng Zhang to see his own thoughts all of a sudden, and even asked him if he needed to introduce others.

This kind of open-mindedness made Pingan feel ashamed.If it was an ordinary person, if he guessed that Ping An used him as a pedal, he would have turned his back on him long ago.If Ping An really asked him to recommend others at this time, it would really offend people, and even he himself would feel that he was going too far.Fortunately, that was the previous plan, but now, "Naturally, I invite you to come out of the mountain. I'm afraid no one can do it except for you." Ping An said seriously.

Feng Zhang was a little surprised, "I thought you came after Fu Yan."

"Mr. Fu's place, the boy also wants to meet, and I have to trouble Mr. to recommend it." Ping An said, "But this matter is indeed something that Mr. Right and Wrong cannot do. Please don't refuse, sir."

"Why?" Feng Zhang asked, "If you can tell a reason, I will agree. If you can't, then don't mention it."

"Sir, is this a test for me?" Ping An said with a smile, "Mr. Fu is calm and prudent, with an upright temperament and a clear mind. He has made great achievements in learning, but his music is so high that it may be difficult for ordinary people to understand. However, Mr. Fu has a chivalrous temperament and a wide range of friends. , peaches and plums are everywhere, just suitable to be the Minister of Education like me."

That's right, Ping An wanted to invite Feng Zhang to come out of the mountain to establish a Ministry of Education, independent of the six ministries, which would be responsible for the management of education in the world.It is not only the poetry, books and classics that scholars study today, but when the time is ripe, other courses will be added, the education system will be gradually improved, and schools at all levels will be opened.

This is a matter that takes a long time, and the resistance can be imagined.Therefore, Ping An felt that Feng Zhang's temperament was smoother, and someone who knew how to mediate among them was more suitable than Fu Yan.Otherwise, everyone will be offended early in the morning, and this matter will naturally not go on.

"Okay!" After hearing Ping'an's words, Feng Zhang immediately slapped the table and said angrily, "So you arranged us like this in private?!"

Ping'an's words sounded nice and seemed to be a compliment, but in fact they pointed out their strengths and weaknesses.This kid is really brave.

"Sir, forgive me." Ping An didn't make excuses, and immediately begged for forgiveness honestly.

Feng Zhang snorted, originally wanted to make use of the topic to teach Ping An a lesson, but he didn't expect him to be so obedient, so he had to let it go.He changed his mind and asked again, "You said that Fu Yanqu was a widow, what kind of errand did you arrange for him?"

Ping An's way of doing things is very suitable for Feng Zhang's taste, but in Fu Yan's view, it is too jumpy and frivolous.Thinking of leaving safely yesterday, Fu Yan said to himself: "This son has a big plan." Feng Zhang couldn't help but gloated a little, thinking that he must be introduced to him, and the scene would definitely be good.

"Please let me be a little tricky." Ping An said, "When I see Mr. Fu, I will speak up naturally."

——Actually, this plan was only conceived when he had just had breakfast, and it is still not perfect. It needs a little more time to think about it, at least to straighten out the logic first.

Hearing this, Feng Zhang pondered for a while, then stood up and said, "Forget it, I'll take you there right away. But whether it's successful or not, it's up to you. I won't help you talk."

The request for help was blocked, so Ping An could only nod and said, "Mr. Lao Lao."

But before leaving the study, Feng Zhang told him again, "Send me a copy of the complete plan later, and I can make a decision after I have read it." What Ping An shows him now is basically only an idea, even a specific framework. Neither is perfect.So Feng Zhang is not sure whether he just had a whim, or he has already thought it through.

Ping An nodded quickly, "I will deliver it tomorrow."

Fu Yan's residence was not far away, and the two arrived soon.Feng Zhang was not polite at all, he directly led Ping An inside, and no one else stopped him.After passing through the front hall and turning to the back, one can see a small wooden house hidden among green trees and weeping poplars, which is Fu Yan's study.

"The scenery here is very beautiful, and it is quite interesting to live in the mountains." Pingan praised, "It seems that Mr. Fu loves quietness very much."

Fortunately, Feng Zhang brought him here, otherwise, if he came to see Fu Yan alone, he might not be able to enter here at all.

Feng Zhang nodded, "Sometimes he stays here for a whole day, and even the food is provided by his disciples. This kind of penance in learning, I think I can't compare to him."

Ping An didn't expect that Fu Yan still had the habit of penance.

He suddenly realized that his previous speculation was actually wrong.Sometimes, time may not obliterate love, but will add a filter to the memory in the years of memories and nostalgia, leaving only the beautiful past and throwing away the unbearable ones.

So Fu Yan may still miss the woman who died young until now.

In fact, it is also understandable.If the old people meet again after many years, Qin Haoran and that woman are harmonious and beautiful, and the former sweetheart becomes an ordinary village woman in the world, maybe Fu Yan's knot in his heart will be slowly untied.But she passed away, and since then she has become an indelible shadow in his heart.

When the two arrived, Fu Yan was painting.

Feng Zhang and Pingan immediately took their steps lightly, not disturbing him, so as not to affect his creation.

Feng Zhang probably knew Fu Yan very well, so he went directly to see his paintings.Ping An hesitated a little, stopped behind, and didn't get close.I am a strange junior, so when I come to visit, I just walk in the room. If I don't win any more, with Fu Yan's temperament, I'm afraid I won't like it.

I don't know how long it took, and even the light in the room dimmed a little, before Fu Yan finally put down his pen.Turning around and seeing Feng Zhang, he was not surprised, but asked while washing his hands, "When did you come here?"

Feng Zhang said, "Bring someone to see you." As he spoke, he walked to the desk, carefully admiring the painting that Fu Yan had just finished, nodding from time to time.

Fu Yan had already seen Ping An at this moment, his face remained unchanged, and he only nodded to him.Then he put down his sleeves, walked back to Feng Zhang and asked, "How?"

"Ping'an, come here." Feng Zhang didn't answer, but turned his head and waved to Ping'an.

Pingan walked over and took a look, only to find that the painting turned out to be the grand scene of yesterday.

Only after artistic processing, this painting has an indescribable feeling.In the painting, the sun is setting, and the guests who came to enjoy the spring have already started to walk back, leaving only a field of red and decaying grass.It is clearly a prosperous and prosperous scene, but for no reason, there is a bit of desolation and desolation.

"How?" Feng Zhang threw Fu Yan's question to Ping An.

Ping An thought for a while, and said, "It's a disappointment to Chun."

"Oh?" Fu Yan's eyes flashed, and then he looked directly at Ping An.Of course he remembered this person, but he didn't pay attention to him before, knowing that he was brought by Feng Zhang, but he didn't care.Only now did I feel that Feng Zhang, who was able, valued it, which was a bit interesting.

Pingan knew that Feng Zhang was creating opportunities for himself to speak, so he didn't mean to hide his clumsiness, and said, "I have heard people comment on "The Book of Songs·Caiwei"'I used to go, Yangliu Yiyi; now I come to think, rain and snow Feifei's two sentences say, "Writing mourning with joyful scenery, and joy with sorrowful scenery, doubles the sorrow and joy." This picture seems to have such a meaning."

Fu Yan was slightly taken aback when he heard the words, but Feng Zhang was very happy and asked proudly, "How is this young man not simple?"

"I originally planned to write a poem for this picture, but I didn't have a good sentence at the moment. Since you praise it so much, why don't you let him write a poem." Fu Yan said.

Ping An secretly thought something was wrong, he really couldn't write poetry.The style of the ancients who always compose poetry is really annoying.Moreover, he had already successfully pretended to be coercive just now, so it would be too shameful to say that he can't do it now.

So in the end, Ping An had no choice but to bite the bullet and agree, and then searched for suitable poems.

After a little hesitation, he wrote a poem he liked very much. ——Luckily, I practiced brush calligraphy hard before. Although I can't write poetry, I can barely read calligraphy.

Ping An wrote Jiang Kui's "Partridge Sky":

When you enjoy the scenery in the alleys.The cage yarn neighs before it comes out.The white-headed layman has no hall, only a little girl who rides on his shoulders.

The city is full of flowers, and the moon invades clothes.Teenage love affairs are always sad.The spring on the Shahe pond is cold and shallow, and the tourists return slowly after watching them.

After he finished writing, Fu Yan read it twice, and unexpectedly became excited. At the end, he stood there in a daze, just staring at the painting, as if he had fallen into his own thoughts.Pingan breathed a sigh of relief, and he did not hesitate to choose a song that was more suitable for his current state of mind.

It's just... Feng Zhang next to him said "Hey", "This rhythm is very interesting, it seems to be a bit different from poetry? Who is Jiang Kui?"