The Ming Dynasty started with caution

Wang Yue has been anxious these days, and dared not imagine how people would react when they saw his book. At the age of being buried in the earth, it is worth it to be dismissed from office if he has won a good reputation like Cheng Minzheng.

This assistant official of the Five Military Governor's Office is just eating and waiting for death all day long, which is boring.

Wang Yue sighed: "My dear nephew, you don't know, in fact... I have also published a collection of poems, but I was scolded by the world, so I swore that I would never write poems again."

Should I tell him that "Wang Xiangmin Collection" was widely circulated in later generations, and there are also history professors who specialize in research?

Yan Chengjin didn't care: "It takes some time for the bookstore to carve movable type. If you are really idle, you can chop the firewood in my house."

Wang Yue snorted coldly. I was holding a green steel sword in my hand, chopping the heads of the Tatars. Who was I insulting? I shook my hand and returned to my house.

He knew all the rules, and he took the manuscript at the hour of the Ox and opened the door with a codeword.

Five days later, on the day of the fifteenth temple fair, a book titled "War and Peace" quietly emerged in the capital. Its scale was so great that it amazed the readers.

No one had ever written about the war on the border so vividly, and wrote about the separation of life and death so vividly.

The scholars cultivated themselves, managed their families, governed the country and pacified the world.

How could they know the suffering of the people in the border areas, how many people would be displaced by the war, they just shouted "govern the country and then pacify the world".

But how to pacify the world, do they really know?

Wang Yue wrote everything he saw and heard in his life into the book. In terms of scale, his book is much higher than Cheng Minzheng.

It opened up a new world unprecedented in the Ming Dynasty! War novels!

Readers were infected by the lofty ambitions and passions in the book. I don't know which gentleman wrote such a shocking chapter.

The name of the author this time is completely different from that of the predecessors.

It is called,

Mr. Chuanshi!

Another unknown great writer has emerged!

On the day of the book's publication, many people bought the book and couldn't wait to open it on the stone pier in front of Lao Wang's bookstore. After a while, they burst into tears and cried.

Wang Yue couldn't hold back his excitement and wanted to go to the teahouse and the street to take a walk. He was not afraid of fighting in the battlefield, but now he was a little timid.

He was afraid of being spurned and cursed by the people.

No matter how many victories he won, he couldn't wash away the grievances.

Will the world still accept him? He came to Yan Chengjin with an uneasy look: "My dear nephew, I invite you to the best teahouse in the capital for tea, how about it?"

Yan Chengjin didn't know what this old guy was thinking? It was not tea, it was clearly to listen to the book. He had the same phobia of being put on the shelf as his father, so he came to him.

"If you agree to my small requests, I will go with you."

Wang Yue was overjoyed: "You said it! I agreed."

Wang Yue's reputation was so bad that going out with him would inevitably be said to be in collusion and ruin the reputation of the Yan family.

"Your Excellency, wear a muzzle and change into an ordinary Confucian robe. You must not reveal your identity and bring no servants with you. If you are recognized, you must not say that you know me."

If the Jiangnan area is the most prosperous with the misty painted boats, then the capital is the most prosperous with storytelling and opera.

At this time, Yan Chengjin walked on the street and saw many fox and ghost masks. These were made by craftsmen with heart according to the description in the fox room.

The Menglou and Bao Gong's angry judgment of the world's public cases were incorporated into the opera of the opera. Compared with the capital a year ago, the capital today is very different.

In the past, there were storytelling and opera in teahouses and restaurants, but now there are storytelling and opera even in inns.

The "Koukouchengzhang" teahouse in Beijing has a four-character golden sign hanging on the door.

Yan Chengjin remembered that this teahouse was not called this name before, and it was probably changed recently.

The teahouse was crowded with people. Yan Chengjin walked into the teahouse and was so engrossed in listening to the story that no one noticed them.

You have to pay to enter the teahouse, and it only costs ten cents to stand and listen to a show.

It is expensive to get a seat. No matter how many people there are, it is calculated by table. One table is two taels of silver, including tea, peanuts and melon seeds. If you order more, you have to pay more.

The story in the teahouse is about the fox house.

In addition to the storyteller, there are two guys who are good at ventriloquism on the side, who provide music. When it comes to the thrilling part, the sound of foxes and wolves howling can be heard, which is amazing.

Wang Yue saw that the storyteller was talking about Cheng Minzheng's book, and he got angry: "This sir... I want to listen to War and Peace!"

The waiter smiled and said: "Calm down, we have a schedule here. If you want to listen to War and Peace today, you have to wait for two more shows at 3 pm."

Wang Yue took out fifty taels of silver: "Only War and Peace!"

Yan Chengjin: "…………"

Soon, the shopkeeper came to apologize: "Sir, if you change the book, I'm afraid a lot of people will leave..."

Are you saying that I'm not as good as Cheng Minzheng?

Wang Yue snorted coldly: "Just let the gentleman talk, leave if you want to, I'll compensate you if you leave!"

Wang Yue threw out another twenty taels of silver. The shopkeeper didn't dare to offend this wealthy sponsor, so he asked the storyteller to change the book on the spot.

There was a noisy voice from the audience. Many people came to listen to Hu Zhai, and they all asked the shopkeeper to return the money.

Although some people left, most of them stayed.

After the storyteller started to talk, the teahouse gradually quieted down.

Yan Chengjin suddenly saw Li Dongyang. What a coincidence, Li Dongyang also saw him and he stood up and walked over.

Yan Chengjin stood up and bowed slightly: "I didn't expect Mr. Li to be here too."

Li Dongyang nodded, but said to Wang Yue beside him: "I just felt familiar with him, but I didn't expect it was really Brother Shichang."

"So this is Lord Wang Shichang. I sat here for so long, but I didn't know him. How rude."

Wang Yue was stunned.

Didn't we come together?

But Wang Yue reacted quickly: "Yes, I am Wang Yue. I think this student is from Shuntian Prefecture, right?"

Yan Chengjin said seriously: "Yes, my name is Chengjin, and my courtesy name is Laogao."

Wang Yue nodded: "I wonder what Lord Li thinks after listening to it?"

Li Dongyang said: "This book is different from the previous books. It can be seen that the author is a Confucian general. Not only is his writing style bold and vigorous, but he is also quite familiar with the customs, history and horse politics of our dynasty!"

Wang Yue was very proud. Not many people could get such praise from Li Dongyang.

"Who do you think it will be, Mr. Li?"

Li Dongyang shook his head: "I can't guess."

Seeing the two busy complimenting each other on business, Yan Chengjin hurriedly said goodbye.

Just after returning to the mansion, before he even sat down, Li Dongyang followed him.

Seeing his expression, Yan Chengjin knew that the double act just now had failed.

Yan Chengjin blinked his eyes: "Why is Lord Li here? I have met Lord Li. To be honest, I was able to win the first place in the imperial examination thanks to your help. I have not visited you since the imperial examination. I am really ashamed..."

Li Dongyang snorted: "Okay, you just sang a double act with Wang Shichang. Do you think I didn't see it? You are also half of my student. I came here to remind you that although Wang Shichang is quite famous in military affairs, he is ambitious in the court. You have a bright future. Don't learn from him and ruin your career."

Anding Bo was thousands of miles away guarding the border. Yan Chengjin stayed in the capital alone. I am most afraid that he would be arrogant and go astray.

Li Dongyang continued: "I don't want another corrupt official in the court. The palace examination is coming soon. You should prepare well." After saying that, he shook his sleeves and left.

Even a famous scholar like Li Dongyang had a deep misunderstanding of Wang Yue.

The most important thing is that I was misunderstood by Li Dongyang!

I wonder how people will react after Mr. Chuanshi is exposed?

This chapter... Actually, I wrote it a long time ago, but it didn't feel right when I read it, so I revised it again and again after dinner. You can see that it is usually posted in the afternoon, but now it suddenly becomes evening... This is probably the situation. Today, I have a small recommendation, but I can't find it. The test push this week should be here. Please vote and collect it.