Inside the High Wall [Quick Transmigration]

Those four people thought they couldn't hear them from far away, but they could hear them clearly from here.Yu Guangdu put down the chicken legs, feeling that nothing tastes good anymore.

"They are ignorant, Brother Yu, don't mind." Wei Yunheng glanced at Zheng Zhao, and deliberately changed the subject, "Speaking of which, there is a rumor about Brother Zheng in Beijing recently, is Brother Zheng interested in hearing about it?"

Zheng Zhao has been a little afraid of the word rumor recently, but he is not afraid to face it.He nodded and said, "Brother Wei, please tell me."

Wei Yunheng said: "The rumors are about Brother Zheng's stay in Linqing. They said that when Brother Zheng was in Linqing, his family was poor and could not support himself, and he sold calligraphy for a living, which made Brother Zheng's calligraphy all over the country."

All his characters are because he wrote a thousand-character text.

When he was in Linqing, he was not only rich, but he could also buy the expensive Tianhuangshi at will.

Although in the end the seal didn't cost him money, he received Cheng Zhizhai's moistening pen...

Zheng Zhao sighed,

"No wonder that person just now came to ask for a painting blatantly, and came here without knowing him. I think he just wanted to insult Brother Zheng with money!" Yu Guangdu said indignantly, "Brother Zheng worked so hard in Linqing. I saw it with my own eyes, how can I have the time to write for others? Selling calligraphy for a living? This kind of people who spread rumors is too hateful, they say that Brother Zheng is like those calligraphy and painting craftsmen!"

Wei Yunheng said: "Little pills stop at Ouyu, and rumors stop at wise men. Brother Zheng is the third son of Qingguo Mansion, and there is another eldest son in Linqing who is running the family business. Brother Zheng don’t need to ignore the people who sell money and pawns to speculate based on the stories in the playbook.”

"That's right, Brother Wei is right." Yu Guang said earnestly, "Brother Zheng, ignore them."

Zheng Zhao didn't intend to pay attention to it, but the reason why he ignored it was not that rumors only stop at wise men.

In other words, he doesn't believe that rumors stop at wise men at all, and even thinks this sentence is just self-comfort.People are willing to be deceived by what they believe, no matter how wise and powerful they are.

After being furious, the wise and mighty emperor will send people to investigate thoroughly.But his eyes will only choose to see those favorable evidences that prove his own judgment, and he will turn a blind eye to those unfavorable evidences no matter how obvious they are.

At the moment of hearing the rumors, experience and emotion have already come to a conclusion, and the rest are useless.

Rumors are like mosquitoes, the more you ignore them, the louder they scream.

"Such rumors are harmless, brother Wei and brother don't have to worry." Zheng Zhao smiled.

Yu Guangdu said: "Juxian Building is too messy, let's go to Sihai Building to have a meal another day, buddy, pay the bill!"

"Guest officer, here we come." The clerk trotted over upon hearing the words, "Chenghui one, two or three coins."

Yu Guangdu took out two ingots of silver from his sleeve and handed them to the clerk for weighing. After the clerk weighed them, he took out seven silver coins from the accountant, weighed them attentively and handed them to Yu Guangdu.

Wei Yunheng said: "Brother Yu, it's agreed that I will be the host."

"Ah! I forgot!" Yu Guangdu slapped his forehead, his face full of remorse, "My brain, next time, Brother Wei will do the trick next time."

"Then choose a date so that you don't have to remember it when you can." Wei Yunheng got up and looked in the direction of Jingzhao Mansion, "Brother Zheng, Brother Yu, why don't we try to release the rankings and see you in the Four Seas Tower."

Yu Guangdui smiled and said, "Okay, okay!"

Zheng Zhao nodded.

After making an appointment where to wait for the results of the test, it is natural to prepare for the test.Yu Guangdu laughed and said: "Brother Wei's place is inconvenient. In Linqing, Brother Fei Zheng's house was the pen and ink, so you should come to my house. My father is in Suzhou, and I am the master of the house in the capital. Both virtuous brothers can feel more at ease. gone."

Wei Yunheng said: "It's too late to sharpen your gun before the battle. Enke is imminent. Let me tell my father-in-law to live in Brother Yu's house directly."

"My house has no other advantages, but it's a big place." Yu Guangdu nodded repeatedly, and then looked at Zheng Zhao with bright eyes, "Brother Zheng, come together? We'll study all night."

Zheng Zhao said: "Okay." If you live outside, you don't have to listen to Fu Niang's babbling, right?

As it turned out, he was thinking too much.Ever since Fu Niang was born, she was afraid that others would accuse her of being promiscuous, so she usually didn't leave the house outside the house, even though she didn't leave the courtyard, she would assign a servant to run errands.

"Grandma said, young master, don't work too hard at night, it will hurt your eyes if you burn the lamp. If young master can't finish writing the article at night, and can't keep up with the progress of the two husbands the next day, the younger one will wake you up as soon as dawn. Try to come back."

"Grandma also said that fish soup and chicken soup are delivered every day at home. The young master likes to drink soup on weekdays and does not eat rice. This hard study is when the body is struggling, and it is impossible not to eat rice. Vegetables and poultry meat also Eat. If the young master doesn't eat, grandma won't eat rice that day, and she won't even drink her saliva."

Pinghu followed the car to bring his usual clothes and utensils, but Zheng Zhao felt that it was the devil who was sent by the king of hell to remind him to come.

It's been a long time since I heard that.

From time to time, from time to time, I read books, made art, and read famous house selections.Perhaps the atmosphere is there, everyone is working hard, and things that are no longer of interest are not so difficult.But the three of them are only scholars after all, and the students of the Imperial College felt that they lacked some strategic guidance after more than ten days in a row.

"Brother Zheng, Brother Wei, there is good news."

Early this morning, Yu Guangdu received a letter from the servant, and was so happy that he ran to the door of the room and knocked on the door one by one.

"My father just delivered a letter. Qiu Beiying and Qiu are publishing a new book in my bookstore. We can send him an article to comment on."

"Qiu Beiying who wrote "The Master's Art of Front and Back Fields and Yuanbu Studying"?" Wei Yunheng pushed the door out after hearing the words, "Mr. Qiu's method of opening and closing to change the ups and downs is truly extraordinary."

"It's Mr. Qiu." Yu Guangdu nodded, "The old man has been ill in bed since last year. He was in better health a while ago, so he was going to publish the anthology. Because it is an ancient prose without punctuation and comment, the rest of the bookstore gave it. The price is not high. The exclusive father published it for the old man at the current price, and the old man allowed us to come and disturb him."

This opportunity was bought with money, Wei Yunheng said: "Thank you brother Yu, thank you uncle."

"You're welcome, Brother Wei, you're very polite." Yu Guangdu quickly waved his hand, he looked at Zheng Zhao's unmoving door, and shouted again, "Brother Zheng, I have good news."

I only heard Pinghu's anxious voice coming from inside the door: "Young master has woken up, it's already the hour, and it's really time to get up. Yu Xianggong has news to tell you, young master, did you hear that? Young master, don't cover your head with the quilt ah!"

At that time, Zheng Zhao finished dressing and walked out of the room.

"Since we can only send one article to Mister Qiu for review, it is very important to choose what topic to write." Wei Yunheng in the study was frowning.

"Yes, what question should I write?" Yu Guangdu was also worried.

When Zheng Zhao walked into the study after breakfast, he saw Wei Yunheng and Yu Guangdu sitting opposite each other, entangled, he walked to the bookshelf, took out the four books without looking at them, and stacked them on the desk.

"Brother Wei, you can count anywhere from one to four."

When Wei Yunheng heard this, he looked up and saw Zheng Zhao covering the book with his body, so he knew that he wanted him to choose a book blindly.He couldn't keep struggling, he said, "One."

Zheng Zhao stepped aside, revealing the four books: "The first is "The Great Learning." He picked up "The Great Learning" and looked at Yu Guangdu: "Brother Yu, turn your back on your back, I will turn over and call you to stop."

"Okay." Yu Guangdu turned his back, and after a while, he shouted, "Stop."

"Brother Wei, turn your back and shout once." Zheng Zhao closed his eyes, and kept moving his fingers on the pages of the book, his fingertips feeling slightly hot.

Wei Yunheng turned around and shouted after a while: "Stop!" Zheng Zhao said: "There is a way to make money."

Yu Guangdu was overjoyed at first when he heard the words, and then quickly said: "This is unlikely."

"It's not impossible." Wei Yunheng said.He walked with his father-in-law in the past few days and learned that the emperor wanted the four kings with different surnames to give up the taxation of the fief and cut off their money and food, which was the beginning of cutting the vassal.

"Then write this topic." Yu Guangdu fell with the wind.

The whole day, the three of them were writing articles.In the early morning of the next day, they set off for the Qiu Mansion, and were shut out.After waiting in the hall for a long time, only an old servant came.

"My lord is not feeling well, and the doctor has repeatedly urged him to rest. It is really not suitable to see guests. I will accept the articles of the three gentlemen on behalf of the lord. After my lord has edited and reviewed them, I will send them to the mansion in person."

Having said so much, how can I ask for a visit?

Back home, Yu Guangdu sighed: "Mr. Qiu is not in good health again."

"Perhaps it's because the anthology is about to be published." Wei Yunheng also sighed, "This is also Mr. Qiu's long-cherished ambition. Preaching and explaining the aspirations, the anthology is the focus of his life."

Zheng Zhao didn't say a word, just picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea.When you are born, you plow our borders, and when you die, you also bury my land.Documents preach on their own, not relying on history.

There are so many living beings, how many people can history books remember?When I am about to disappear, I always want to leave something to prove that I have existed.What can he leave behind?Zheng Zhao came here for a visit.

In the next few days, the three of them continued to read and write articles. The days were the same as before, but their hearts went from missing something to hanging in the air.

"Young master, someone from the Qiu residence has arrived!"

On the fifth night, a servant from Qiu's mansion came in from outside the mansion. It was the old servant whom he had seen last time. He first cried and reported the funeral, and then presented a locked box.

"The master felt bad at that time, so he ordered someone to fetch the articles of the three gentlemen, took a pen to correct them, vomited blood, rested for a while, then deleted and edited the anthology, and passed away without even drinking the freshly prepared medicine. "

"Inside the box is the anthology, and the articles of the three ministers are also in it. The box has only a lock and no key. Yu Xianggong can directly break the lock and take out the articles of the three ministers. I kindly ask Yu Xianggong to forward it to your father."

Yu Guangdu said with tears in his eyes: "I will definitely forward it to my father as it is!"

The old servant of the Qiu Mansion kowtowed, then took his leave and left.

"Mr. Qiu is really a great Confucian, and he has kept his promise so far." Wei Yunheng said sadly, "It's a pity that the family is unlucky, and the son is not like his father. In order to prevent the anthology from being tampered with and sold, he has taken precautions so far."