It's better to make money these days

Wencheng, as the name suggests, is a city where literati are located.

Li Zheng led the horse and walked down the street, and it was no surprise to find that there were either brushes, ink, paper and inkstones or paintings of mountain birds, forest fish, etc. on the stalls.

"Oh." He sighed, and walked forward without any interest.

It took me a year to write a letter saying that they are now living in Mozheju, and I don't know if it is an inn or a yard.

Tired from walking, Li Zheng chose a nearby inn and asked for a room.

This inn is named Youwei, and there is a tea house next to it.

Li Zheng changed into a white shirt and took a folding fan before going out.

There are still quite a few people in the teahouse, and it seems that these literati are not so rigid.

The storyteller just happened to change shifts, and the visitor drank a sip of tea to moisten his throat and began to preach: "At this time, I have to talk about the three major traditions of our Wencheng. Election. Friends from outside may wonder why such a major event as the city lord election is at the end? Hehe, this is what is special about our Wencheng. You must know that since ancient times, the city lord of Wencheng has been elected by the current champion, and Our City Lord Wen has been re-elected for 12 years."

The audience exclaimed, and the storyteller laughed even more happily: "If you say that our city master Wen is a legendary figure, regardless of his age, he has delved deeper into literature. City master Wen once said that this One is his last re-election, and he wants to leave the opportunity to young people, so this year's Autumn Appreciation Conference is the last time City Lord Wen will hold."

Someone in the audience asked: "What is the Autumn Appreciation Conference?"

The storyteller said: "The Autumn Appreciation Conference starts seven days before Lidong and ends the day before Lidong. A seven-day literary discussion conference is held in Wenyuan."

The people below whispered, and the scholar continued: "Tomorrow is the first day of the Autumn Appreciation Conference. If you want to go and see it, it's okay, but don't lose face and make people laugh at that time."

People laughed together.

Sitting upstairs, Li Zheng raised his eyebrows, holding a folding fan in one hand and patting the palm of the other.

Could it be that the communication that took a year to talk about is this conference?

The people at the table next to him said to their companions: "I heard that Mr. Wen Er is also going?"

The companion replied: "Naturally, he will definitely not let go of this opportunity."

The man shook his head: "Oh, don't let me touch him."

The companion shook his head: "As long as it is not so conspicuous, he will naturally not follow us."

Li Zheng looked sideways, and the man felt his gaze also looked over, and they looked at each other, Li Zheng nodded and smiled first, and the man also smiled and nodded as a signal.

Li Zheng turned his head, it seems that this conference will not be boring anymore.

......

On the second day, Li Zheng woke up very early in the morning, changed into the dark blue clothes he bought yesterday, and held a folding fan in his hand, making him look like a handsome young man.

He changed his smile in the mirror and waited until he looked like an elegant scholar before going out.

Wenyuan is quite easy to find, you can tell where the companions go.

Li Zheng followed the two into the garden.

The two people in front are the two from the tea house yesterday.

When one person turned his head to talk, he glanced behind him from the corner of his eye, and his eyes flashed, then he stopped and bowed slightly to Li Zheng: "So it's this brother, I met you in the teahouse yesterday, and I'm here again today." It was fate to meet you."

Li Zheng chuckled in his heart, what fate, I've been wandering here for a long time, so I've caught you.

He also made a bow: "It's really fate, why don't you add me?"

Chen En and Liu Fan looked at each other and smiled, "That's natural."

Li Zheng smiled, and took two steps forward to line up with the two: "My surname is a thousand, how dare I ask you two?"

"My name is Chen En, and his name is Liu Fan." Chen En pointed to himself and then to the person next to him.

Li Zheng nodded to that person: "It's a pleasure to meet you."

Liu Fan smiled and said, "It's a pleasure to meet you. Isn't Brother Hua from the local area?"

Li Zheng nodded, originally wanted to fan a fan to dress up, but Tian'er couldn't make it cool, so he had to stick it in his lower back.

"I came here to find someone. When I heard about the Autumn Appreciation Conference yesterday, I thought that the child would definitely come, so I didn't bother to find someone."

Liu Fan nodded: "I see."

Chen En also said: "No wonder you heard that Mr. Wen Er was so calm yesterday." He lowered his voice after speaking.

Li Zheng raised his eyebrows unrecognizably, with a refined smile on his face: "I really don't know that young master."

Chen En sighed, not hiding the worry on his face.

Li Zheng looked at Liu Fan suspiciously.

Liu Fan also sighed slightly: "Brother Hua, I don't know, if Brother Chen plays well, he must be the champion of this year."

Li Zheng looked at him in surprise, and Chen En scratched his face in embarrassment: "It's not that exaggerated, it's just that Mr. exaggerated twice. There are so many capable people elsewhere. Only God knows who will win in the end." stop."

Li Zheng shook his head and smiled: "I'm really lucky, I can meet such knowledgeable people when I just arrived here."

The three of them talked and laughed and arrived at the bamboo building after a while.

When the people who were talking and joking saw the three of them coming in, there was a gleam in their eyes.

One person stepped forward and said, "I knew you would come."

Chen En smiled and said, "It's a rare exchange conference, how could we be absent?"

The man laughed too.

Li Zheng didn't speak, except for the initial introduction, he kept listening to their discussion.

After about half an hour, a group of servants moved out more than a dozen wooden tables, and put pens, inks, papers and inkstones on them.

A man in a dark green gown walked to the door of the small building and said with a smile: "Thank you for coming to the autumn appreciation meeting, the test questions are already on the table, everyone can communicate as much as you want, and the debate will start in about two hours. "

Everyone bowed and bowed slightly: "Master Wen."

Li Zheng looked up at the back, well, although his hair is all white, he really looks like a person with great wisdom.

City Lord Wen also returned the gift, and said with a smile: "There is no 'City Lord' today, only an old man who loves to read."

After everyone laughed, they started walking towards the table with their companions.

Li Zheng and the others also came to a table. Chen En opened the rice paper in the bamboo tube and said, "Autumn."

The crowd looked at him.

Chen En shook his head and smiled, and put the paper on the table, only to see the word 'Autumn' in the center of the white paper.

Liu Fan said, "Are you writing about autumn?"

Another person said: "It may also be the feeling of autumn and autumn harvest."

Chen Endao: "It seems that this is an open topic."

Everyone smiled, took paper and pens and walked aside to think alone.

Li Zheng picked up a pen as well.

Chen En saw it, and asked with a smile, "What is Brother Hua thinking?"

Li Zheng said: "Luoqiu."

Chen En was stunned, and shook his head after a while: "I didn't expect Brother Hua to be...then I'll have a sad autumn."

Li Zheng glanced at him and said nothing.

After finishing the work, Li Zheng took the paper in his hand and walked to the table next to him to have a look. After walking around, he didn't see Hua Niannian and his husband.

He frowned and went back to where he was.

Chen En and the others were discussing their respective works. When they saw Li Zheng, they asked, "What did Brother Hua answer?"

Li Zheng unfolded the paper, and there was only one branch on it, with scattered leaves painted on it, and a few leaves were falling.

Chen Endao: "...The painting is not bad."

Li Zheng chuckled and said, "Come on, I'm not the one who communicates with you." In the end, he still failed to maintain his image as a literati.

Liu Fan said: "I didn't say that I can't paint, but the painting still has the meaning of autumn."

Li Zheng smiled and shook his head, rolled up the paper and put it in the bamboo tube, still looking at the entrance from the corner of his eye.

However, people still didn't see it until Youshi.

Li Zheng frowned, thinking, anyway, this meeting lasted for several days, so let's wait.

After seeing no one for three days in a row, at the end of the fourth day of the conference, Li Zheng finally became a little anxious.

Could it be that the private communication has already been completed in advance?not coming?gone back?

On the fifth day, Li Zheng still didn't see those two people, but happened to know that Chen En and the others lived in Mozheju.

Li Zheng asked: "Brother Chen and Brother Liu, do you know a kid named Hua for a year?"

The two looked at each other and shook their heads.

"In Wencheng, there is only one Mozheju, and although there are many people, we have all met each other. Unless it is the kind that stays in the room all day, we won't miss it."

Li Zheng frowned, thinking about going back to the capital now, he said: "The two brothers, I will not accompany you, let's take a step first, and we will meet later."

The two nodded.

When he walked to the corner, he was bumped head-on by someone, and Li Zheng took two steps back to look at the person.

The man walked too fast and was bumped and sat on the ground. He cursed and looked up.

Chen En and Liu Fan have a bad heart.

Wen Jiming was stunned, then turned his eyes to look behind Li Zheng: "Hey, isn't this Chen Da Zhuangyuan?"

Li Zheng frowned even tighter, and he stretched out his hand: "Are you okay?"

Wen Jiming glanced at him, snorted and stood up, patted the hem of his clothes: "Why doesn't Master Chen show off Wenmo and come to this bamboo forest?"

Li Zheng didn't have a good face when he heard him speak in a strange manner. He happened to be holding his breath, and his tone was not very good: "Who are you, why do you talk like you're eating shit?"

Wen Jiming was stunned, this was the first time someone dared to speak of him so blatantly, his eyes widened: "You, what do you say about me?"

Chen En stepped forward and grabbed Li Zheng: "Brother Hua, it's nothing, if you have something to do, you should leave quickly."

Li Zheng glanced at him, Chen En nodded, he didn't say anything, turned around and wanted to leave.

Wen Jiming sneered: "Your surname is Hua? What does it have to do with Hua for a year?"

Li Zheng stopped, looked sideways at him: "What did you say?"

Wen Jiming patted his clothes again, and leaned against the bamboo building: "You are here to look for him, he won't come here anymore."

Li Zheng stared at him, frowning and not speaking.

Wen Jiming smiled and said, "You're so arrogant at such a young age, someone has to help beat it, doesn't it?"

Li Zheng turned around and looked at him coldly: "What are you doing?"

Wen Jiming sneered: "It's just a match, that kid doesn't have much ink and acts like a brat for others, he deserves it."

Li Zheng's restless heart immediately calmed down, and he also smiled: "Oh, so that's how it is."

Li Zheng doesn't know if he deserves it or not, but this person said that he spent a year defending someone from losing, that's all because he didn't want to make a big fuss and let this guy down. How capable is this person who thinks he is himself?

Although Huayue started late, but his mind is good, the old gentleman showed him all the old books he treasured, and praised Huayian for having a photographic memory, and he was born to be good at reading material.

How could such a little child prodigy be defeated so easily.

During the silence, a cold voice suddenly came from not far away: "Heh, Wen, do you really think I can't do you any favors?"

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