【 Dog-Egg, have you had lunch yet? 】
【 Dog-Egg, would you like a lunch break? 】
【 Dog-Egg, where are you from? 】
【 Dog-Egg... 】
【 Dog-Egg... 】
Xi Zheng's forehead blue veins beating.
He held the sheep for a long time and did not write down. An Rui who was waiting on the side was puzzled, and cautiously called: "Your Highness?"
"Nothing." Having said that, Xi Zheng endured and endured, and finally threw the brush.
The paper page was instantly stained with ink stains, and An Rui face became even more scared.
Xi Zheng ignored him. ink stain didn't seem to be on the opposite side. guy who claimed to be "Page" was still writing quickly, Calling, another long paragraph.
It's so nagging.
Xi Zheng couldn't help but pinch his eyebrows-after a pause, he frowned and looked at the paper.
The same pen and ink, the ink smears the other party and can't see it, so the other party can see the words he wrote?
Xi Zheng looked at the worried An Rui: "Come here, you can draw a few strokes on paper."
An Rui was at a loss, but he did not prevent him from following orders.
The "Page" on the opposite side was still writing swiftly, as if completely invisible to An Rui strokes.
Xi Zheng knew it. It seems that only the content written by him himself can be passed on to the other side.
He took a clean brush again and dipped the ink down:
【 You don’t need to copy the "Book of Rites"? 】
in this way
After hitting him and starting to write, the ink words that emerged stopped. As soon as he finished writing, the opposite immediately answered:
【 The first time we chat, can't leave out new friends. Are you right, dog egg 】
God is afraid that his life is too boring, so he should have some fun?
Forget it, he should go to the martial arts field to move his body.
The mentally tortured Xi Zheng threw down the brush and said to An Rui, who bowed his head and said silently: "Get a brazier and burn these scraps."
"Yes."
Zhu Yuan, who was far away in Wuxian County, was refreshed. After waiting for a while, she didn't see the vigorous ink characters coming out again. She happily put away the paper filled with characters, grouped them up, and threw them into the brazier.
After that, you can now concentrate on copying the Book of Rites.
In the second round of the online confrontation, Xi Zheng KO.
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The next day, Zhu’s family was ready. Thinking that they hadn't visited the county town very seriously after they came to Wuxian, Zhang Jingshu simply took the whole family with them and went out together.
She held Zhu Tingfang and took a car with Concubine Yinhuan, Zhu Yuan and Zhu Ying took a car, plus Maid's people, and a group of people went out shopping mightily.
Not to mention how excited Zhu Ying is, Zhu Yuan, who has never seen the ancient world, looked out eagerly through the car window.
The road in front of the official residence was paved with stone slabs, and when you exit the official residence, turn into the main street, and the road becomes a dirt road. There are row upon row of tiled houses on both sides.
It is like a picture scroll that has been in the museum for many years, unfolding slowly, simple and vivid, remote and illusory.
Zhu Yuan seems to have seen the familiar high-rise buildings, busy traffic, and shadows, looming, overlapping with the scene in front of them.
For a moment, she didn't even know if it was reality or imagination
"Sister?"
Zhu Yuan regained consciousness quickly. There is still a dusty dirt road, or pedestrians in long gowns with hair tied, or low-rise tiled bungalows... not imagination, nor ancient paintings.
Zhu Yuan lightly. Well, it's been so long, what else can be entangled——
"Sister!"
The sleeve was pulled down.
Zhu Yuan turned back and met Zhu's grieving little eyes.
Their family looks good. Zhu Yuan had some baby fat in his original form. Some time ago, he suffered a serious illness, and his face was less fleshy. smell of this beauty came out.
Zhu Ying is a small, white and delicate, so wronged, Baba looked at Zhu Yuan, and immediately transformed Lolita's appearance, old A-Yi, and inner Zhu Yuan into cuteness.
She quickly turned back and asked what was wrong.
Zhu pouted, "You ignore me."
Zhu Yuan hurriedly apologized: "It's my sister, I just lost my mind." He asked for it, "Did you see anything funny just now?"
Zhu Ying immediately became happy, and Barabala began to tell her what she had just seen.
Zhu Yuan Secret music, children are just cheating.
But after a few words, the frame stopped.
The two immediately stopped talking, and their faces were filled with excitement.
"Big-Miss, 2-Miss, here it is." Xia Zhi voice came from outside, and then the car door was opened.
Zhu Yuan took the lead to go out and jumped off without waiting for the Xia Zhi to be delivered to the car bench, frightening the Xia Zhi next to the car. Before she could say anything, Zhu Ying came out from behind, eager to learn, but fortunately her maid was staring, and hurriedly rushed to hug her and didn't let her fall.
"Oh my Mu-Lady, what can I do if I fell?"
Xia Zhi also looked at Zhu Yuan angrily.
At this height, can an eight-year-old child fall? ! Zhu Yuan stuck out his tongue and pulled up Xiao Zhu Ying's hand: "Go, let's go ahead." Before the two Maid could speak, they pulled the person on the wet mud and ran forward.
".. Be brighter, take advantage of the quiet here, you seize the opportunity to have a son." Zhang Jingshu was talking to Concubine Yinhuan in a low voice.
Yinhuan seemed unhappy: "We have two Shaoye in our family."
"That didn't come out of your belly." Zhang Jingshu sighed, "You don't know what's going on in the main house. You don't have a son by your side. You are always a little shorter than others when you go back. It's better to be outside. Over the past two years, I have worked hard to give birth to a son."
Yinhuan was silent.
Zhang Jingshu glanced at her twice: "I know what you are worried about. As you said, I have two sons. What else is there to be afraid of? You put your heart in my stomach and you are born."
It just so happened that the Zhu Yuan two sisters arrived, Zhang Jingshu suppressed the topic and turned to Yato and said: "Follow Daren later, don't run around, you know?"
Sister Zhu Yuan nodded quickly.
Zhang Jingshu was not relieved, and he instructed several people all over the Xia Zhi before leading them into the cloth shop with the wide open gate.
Although they are family members of the county magistrate, whether it is Zhang Jingshu or Zhu Xiuqi, they are not the kind of bullying and overbearing people. Naturally, they don't have any privileges to go out shopping and shopping—for example, they can buy and shop at random.
With the opening of the store to do business, there will naturally be other customers, and there are many more.
Zhu Yuan found out only after entering the shop, it's no wonder that Zhang Jingshu had to ask so repeatedly.
Although they didn't use the privileges, there were a bunch of Maid Pozi in the frame team with them. store had seen this battle. Therefore, as soon as they entered the door, the shopkeeper greeted them personally, and with a smile, they led them to the inner room to take a seat, and they wanted to see what materials and clothes they had brought.
Zhu Yuan, eating pastries and drinking tea, experienced the joy of VIP for the first time.
However, happiness is always short-lived.
Soon she and Zhu Ying were called in front of Zhang Jingshu and the two elders looked at the colors and fabrics to see the style of the two elders.
After trying all the clothes brought by the cloth shop, Zhang Jingshu and Zhang Jingshu were satisfied, and let the Zhu Yuan sisters let them dangle in the store by themselves, ready to look at the clothes of Xiaotingfang and Yinhuan.
It seems that the process just now is repeated, and Zhu Yuan quickly pulled Zhu Ying and ran away.
Of course, there are Maids behind.
Zhu Yuan didn't even want to run far, just watch the excitement outside.
Most of the people who come and go in the cloth shop are women, and there are not many Erxi and Miss houses. At the time when the weather was getting warmer, people put on bright summer shirts. Looking around, there was a lot of excitement, and it was not at all noticeable that Zhu Xiuqi said the green and yellow did not pick up.
"Sister, what are you looking at?"'Zhu Ying at the back followed with a probe.
Zhu Yuan laughed: "I think sister Xiaojie is pretty."
Zhu Ying blinked: "Why look at Sister Xiaojie?"
"Because it is beautiful." beauties of this era are all pure and natural. It's really beautiful.
“Go, let's go and look outside."
Zhu Ying and others have no objection.
Zhu Yuan is full of nostalgic passion. How many people in the whole world can have the privilege of seeing the human landscape of two different eras? She can.
Therefore, she went out, as if carrying countless modern people's longings and feelings on her back, aspiring to reward her, she was inexplicably excited.
However, at the moment when he stepped out of the gate of the cloth workshop, all his feelings and longings were wiped out——
When they first came, the door of the cloth shop had just been sprinkled with water, and there were no other problems except for the dirty soles.
After so long, the thin layer of wet mud has dried out long ago.
As soon as Zhu Yuan stepped out of the door, there was a gust of wind on her face, engulfed in dust and sand, and instantly fascinated her eyes.
Zhu Yuan: ..
Forget it, what's so good about the low house on the dirt road.
Zhu Yuan wiped his face silently, turned around, and returned to the house with a bewildered Zhu Ying.
After Zhang Jingshu and Zhang Jingshu finished choosing fabrics and clothes, they went to the shop next door to buy some snacks, and the group went back home.
I didn't even use lunch outside.
Zhu Yuan, who was sitting in the car swaying, sighed secretly. It seems that the family economy is not so rich..
Didi Mei-Mei is still young, and I went to the two shops and still had delicious snacks. It was very satisfying. I was chatting all the way until I was eating. Zhu Yuan would have long ears. reason for being punished for copying books was that the soles of the feet were greased after eating.
After entering the study, he found that the "Dog-Egg" brother was still copying the Book of Rites.
【 Good noon 】
Zhu Yuan found that the wavy lines drawn with a brush were particularly ecstasy.
The vigorous ink words paused:
【 Same good 】
【 Why are you still copying the Book of Rites? Are you fined too? Have to copy it several times? 】
The vigorous ink characters ignored her again.
Zhu Yuan curled his mouth. She could tell that this brother Dog-Egg was very arrogant, and if it hurt his face, he simply ignored him.
【 Forget it, I know you won't answer. Let's talk about some constructive topics. I think you are very old-fashioned, and you should be quite old, so give me some advice. 】
A pause in ink. Xi Zheng, who was far away in the capital, touched his face. Are you young?
Of course Zhu Yuan didn't know what he was thinking, but just wrote down.
【 Do you have any way to make money? 】
This time the ink word touched her:
【 Whether lack of silver Qian 】
【 Lack, a big lack! I can’t eat the food, the listener is sad, the listener shed tears.. 】
The ink character stopped again.
Zhu Yuan sighed:
【 It seems unrealistic to ask you, should I look for the criminal law and study it? 】
【 Why the Criminal Law 】
【 Because, as the old saying goes, the way to make money is in the criminal law. 】
Xi Zheng: ..
Where does the old saying come from? What a daring little bastard.
Xi Zheng threw the pen again.
"Go to Siji to get a set of criminal laws and come back." He said solemnly.
"Huh?" An Rui was a little confused. Why do you suddenly want a criminal law? Without trial
Xi Zheng swept over coldly: "What are you doing in a daze?"
"Nucai, go now, go now!" An Rui hurriedly quit, stepped back outside the door and ran away.
Xi Zheng retracted his gaze and continued to watch someone's nonsense on the table.
【 .. imperial court is still not strong. 】
Xi Zheng frowned and raised his pen:
【 how you said that 】
【 To get rich, build roads first. If the imperial court works hard and repairs the road, it will make more money, and the people will not be so poor. 】
Build roads before getting rich? Where's the argument? Xi Zheng thought for a long time but didn't come up with it, so he simply went down and said:
【 There are roads in all prefectures and counties, in 】
【 Come on, what's that way 】
The other party suddenly stopped.
Xi Zheng was about to ask a question, when he saw the ink on the paper quickly came out.
【 Wait, who are you? I'm here to speak ill of the court, you won't turn around and sell me, will you? 】
Xi Zheng dumbly:
【 No 】
【 Not afraid of ten thousand, just in case. I don't know who you are, but you know that I am in Wuxian. Wuxian is so big. Who knows if you will sue me backhand. ancestors confessed, the heart of defense is indispensable. 】
【 If it is to inform you, how can I explain the source 】
【 It seems to be too. 】
【 Continue to say 】
【 Actually, I don’t need to say much, don’t you know if you take a look outside? Can the road built by the court be called a road? A good day is dusty, and when it rains, it is muddy. It doesn't take a year or a half for it to be pitted. Maintenance costs are high and impractical. Of course, no economy can develop. 】
Xi Zheng Qingming:
【 You want to pave the slate Lu 】
【 That cost more, okay? Are you stupid as a court? 】
【 So what do you suggest? 】
The other party seemed to wake up:
【 Why? Are you a court official? 】
Xi Zheng pondered for a moment, and then said:
【 One white person, no official or job 】
【 Then what do you rely on for food? 】
【 Prosperous family, worry-free food and clothing 】
【 .. 】
Xi Zheng stared at a few small dots on the paper, after a little thought, he understood the meaning, and couldn't help but curl his lips:
【 carry on 】
Zhu Yuan in Wu County rolled his eyes.
【 forget it. I'm done here. 】
【 For He 】
【 As far as we are talking about this paper, it is boring to say. 】
General Xi Zhengji:
【 you will not 】
【 Fart, if I don’t, the whole Dayan Dynasty won’t find a second meeting. 】
The other party wrote down a row of materials,
【 I'm talking about cement roads. Use stones, sand, water, and cement, and mix them in a certain proportion. After they are dry, they will be flat and solid. With the current driving pressure of vehicles and horses, it will not be a problem for more than ten years. 】
【 What is cement 】
It is impossible to just add water and mud, otherwise the road is just a mixture of sand, gravel and mud, which is not much different from now.
【 One kind 】
The other party paused for a moment, seeming to think about the words, and finally summarized directly,
【 After drying things that are extremely hard, adding stones and sand can save costs even more. 】
Xi Zheng Weibo:
【 Do you know the cost of building a dirt road? 】
Not to mention what the cement is and how much money is needed to make it. If the sand and stones are transported from other places, it will cost a lot..
The person on the other side is estimated to be young, so he can be proud of himself with a little bit of ink, with eyes above the top, arrogant, giving pointers to the court..
Forget it, he was too idle, and even started chatting with him.
He put down the brush.
【 Spend the money once and then leave it alone for more than ten years. Isn’t it very economical? current road is repaired every year, every year you spend money, which one spends more money and which spends less money, it is good at a glance. 】
Xi Zheng lifted the paper and squeezed it into a ball and threw it into the brazier.
【 Aside from other things, if you encounter a war and transport your luggage faster than others, you will win more than half. 】
Xi Zheng moved for a while.
【 Young man, take a long-term view! 】
Xi Zheng picked up the pen again:
【 How to make cement 】
【 do not know. 】
Xi Zheng: ..
Fortunately, the other party added another sentence:
【 However, I know what material is used for cement. 】
【 Since you don't know cement, how do you know that the cement road is solid 】
【 Joke, I can write, do I have to know how to make a brush and paper first? 】
Xi Zheng's forehead blue veins jumped.
【 However.. Although I have never made cement, I even know the materials needed. It is nothing more than clay, limestone, and iron ore powder. 】
Iron ore powder is even needed. Xi Zheng was speechless:
【 Too much money and money 】
【 Cut, what do you buns know... 】
"His Royal Highness." An Rui reported at the door, "You got back the criminal law you wanted."
Xi Zheng returned to his mind and threw a few written rice papers on the table into the brazier: "Come in."
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"No ceremony." Emperor Chengjia waved his hand to Xi Zheng who was saluting, "Come here, sit down."
"Yes." Xi Zheng got up and walked to the next place to take a seat.
“My father called Er-chen to come over, but is there something to order?"
Emperor Chengjia raised his eyebrows: "It's okay to ask you to come over and talk?"
Xi Zheng looked down: "Er-chen had no intention of this."
Deshun, the attendant of Emperor Chengjia, brought tea.
Xi Zheng nodded at him, and the latter smiled and quietly retreated behind Emperor Chengjia.
"I heard that you don't like to visit you recently. Mufei has been talking in my ear several times." Cheng Jiadi was curious, "What did you do to make her so angry?"
Xi Zheng didn't care: "Er-chen doesn't want to listen to her talk."
Emperor Chengjia was speechless, picked up the tea cup, scratched the tea lid, and changed the subject: "I heard you were reading the Criminal Law recently? Why are you suddenly interested in this?"
"Er-chen heard that the ways to make money are in the criminal law, so he became curious to see how to make money."
"The way to make money-cough cough cough!" Emperor Chengjia coughed.
Hude Deshun hurried forward to caress, Xi Zheng also hurriedly got up to help.
Emperor Chengjia quickly came over and waved at them: "Nothing."
The two were relieved.
Emperor Chengjia looked at Xi Zheng: "What are these words?"
Xi Zheng looked back: "Er-chen has gone through the criminal law for a few days, and I feel the same."
Emperor Chengjia: "..." He frowned, "Are you short of money?"
Xi Zheng dumbly said: "Er-chen is in the palace every day, and there is no place to spend money. Why is there a lack of money?"
Emperor Chengjia frowned: "That's good, how do you study ways to make money?"
"No, just to see if this statement is..." Xi Zheng considered the words, "Feasible."
"..How is the result?"
Xi Zheng nodded: "Feasible."
Emperor Chengjia: "..."
Xi Zheng's lips curled up: "That's why there is a criminal code, isn't it?"
Emperor Chengjia wiped his face: "I heard that you punished some people a few days ago, and now I look at the criminal law..." He knocked on the table and asked him, "You are not too young, do you want to go? Ministry of Justice's experience?"
Xi Zheng was stunned, then he pondered for a moment, and said: "If the emperor really wants Er-chen to go to experience, Er-chen has a place to go."
"Oh?" Emperor Chengjia looked unpredictable, "Where do you want to go to practice?"
Xi Zheng smiled: "Ministry of Engineering."
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After copying the "Book of Rites" ten times, I have to copy the county annals again, plus watching the vigorous ink characters of Brother Dog-Egg every day, Zhu Yuan feels that his font seems to be really much better, at least he won’t get bigger and smaller. .
My hands are sore.
Today Zhu Xiuqi is not at home, Zhu Yuan simply gave himself a vacation and ran to cultivate relationships with his Mother, Mei-Mei and Didi.
Four or five-year-old Zhu Tingfang was just a fun time, and Zhu Ying was the kind of obedient and well-behaved. Zhu Yuan took the two children all over the yard, making the yard joking.
Zhang Jingshu sits in the room and settled the accounts. Hearing another burst of laughter, he raised his head and looked out through the open window, with a gentle smile on his face.
Concubine, who was sitting on the other side and was doing needlework, was also taken out, turned back and just saw her smile, then smiled and said, "Big-Miss is much more cheerful these days."
Zhang Jingshu smiled and nodded: "It turned out to be too quiet."
"Hey, this is good," Yin Huan sighed.
“The child should be more skinny. If it is too quiet and has little activity, it is easy to get sick."
Zhang Jingshu remembered the fearful days, and sighed: "No, fortunately, I survived."
Yinhuan hurriedly comforted her: "Don't think too much, it's not very good now. Bringing 2-Miss and Little Shaoye are a lot more lively."
Zhang Jingshu smiled: "Indeed." After looking outside, she thought for a while, and told Maid, "Go and see a few children, if they sweat, take them down to wipe and change clothes."
"Yes."
Soon, Zhu Ying and Zhu Tingfang were taken by Maid to scrub and change clothes.
Zhu Yuan ran in, picked up her cool cup of tea, and poured it down.
Zhang Jingshu bluffed: "How can you drink herbal tea?" Then he reprimanded Maid, "Don't hurry up to give Miss a cup of warmth."
Zhu Yuan waved his hands: "It's okay, it's so hot, you can't die if you drink it hot." After Zhang Jingshu was finished, she sits down beside her.
"It's not good to drink cold in a sweat. You can't be so self-willed in the future." Zhang Jingshu took the clean veil from Maid's hand, pulled her over, and wiped her forehead, neck and back of her neck in turn. Murmured, "Why don't you wipe your sweat? What should I do if I catch a cold?"
Zhu Yuan allowed her to toss obediently, and her mood was complicated. joy of family relationship that I have never enjoyed in my previous life, I did not expect to be realized in this foreign land...
After she finished wiping and picked up the abacus, Zhu Yuan couldn't help but glanced at the account book in front of her and asked: "Mother, haven't you finished the account yet?"
Zhang Jingshu smiled: "How can it be so fast.. You are not young anymore. You should almost follow the school housekeeper. Let's see how I manage the accounts first."
Zhu Yuan naturally had no objection.
Zhang Jingshu talked to her account book about the household expenses, monthly firewood, rice, oil, salt, fruits and vegetables, and seasonal fabrics.
Zhu Yuan was speechless, looked around, leaned close to her, and asked in a low voice: "Mother, the monthly expenses are so much, can Dad's salary support it?"
Zhang Jingshu touched her head: "Don't worry, our family still has some money, and the main house will send us some money every year." She sighed, "No matter how bad, there is still my dowry. It will leave you hungry and cold."
Zhu Yuan was shocked.
She's the magistrate of the magistrate, she's still chewing the old? Maybe even have soft rice?
She guessed it was difficult at home, but she didn't expect it to be so difficult...
She looked at Maid Pozi around her, her voice lowered a bit again: "Mother, our family is so difficult, why are we still raising so many people?" Just eating a lot of money.
Zhang Jingshu smiled and said: "They still have food with us. If they are sent off, they will really suffer. Our family has not reached that point, of course we have to support them."
Zhu Yuan pouted secretly. Okay, think of a way to make money.
Zhu Yuan thought for a while and asked, "Mother, Dad is the county magistrate, can our family do business?"
Zhang Jingshu has turned her attention back to the account book and said casually: "There is no such thing as that."
"Then why don't you do some business to make money?" Her father is a county magistrate, and she doesn't have to worry about anything except worrying about profit and loss. Isn't it easy?
Zhang Jingshu hadn't spoken yet, Yin Huan smiled first: "How do we women understand this?"
In other words, she has a chance!
Zhu Yuan's eyes lit up and he hurriedly said, "Mother, why don't you give me a try?"
Zhang Jingshu was puzzled: "What will I try?"
Zhu Yuan blinked: "Doing business to make money."
Zhang Jingshu laughed nonchalantly: "You kid, you know what to do, don't make trouble."
Zhu Yuan pitifully: "Let me try." She stretched out her finger and made a small slit, "Just give me a little money, a little bit is enough."
Zhang Jingshu was not angry: "Even if you give you money, what can you do?"
Zhu Yuan took her arm and started acting like a baby: "Mother, let me try it. How can I know if I don't try?"
Zhang Jingshu was unmoved: "Don't mess around."
"Mother "
The Yinhuan who was on the sidelines was too happy, and began to help speak: "Fu-ren, or you can give Big-Miss a try, maybe it will be done?"
Zhang Jingshu blamed: "She is a child and ignorant, so don't make a fuss."
"Mother, I'm really not a fool!" Zhu Yuan took a step back, "Or else, I will write down the regulations of the sale and you can do it, how about?"
Zhang Jingshu was surprised: "Is there any regulations?"
"Of course! How to do business without regulations?" original body is indeed a little younger, and it is normal to not be optimistic. Simply toss a plan and let Zhang Jingshu and the others go to the table.
She also wants to be a rice worm with peace of mind. family can't make ends meet every day, how can she be a rice worm with peace of mind?
Zhu Yuan asked Maid to bring paper and pen, ran to the next room, and began to write.
Zhang Jingshu and Yin Huan looked at each other, and she couldn't help but laugh.
The two felt that it was just a little kid laughing and making fun, and then they were busy with each other, occasionally chatting a few trivial words.
Maid from time to time come up to add water and change tea.
The atmosphere is peaceful and peaceful.
In fact, Zhu Yuan began to consider these a few days ago when he noticed that his family's economy was not well-off. It just so happened that Zhang Jingshu taught her to check the accounts today, and she took the opportunity to ask.
If you can't deal with it yourself, you can throw it out to Zhang Jingshu and the others.
She wrote a lot of swishes, and ran out again before waiting for the ink to dry, and handed them to Zhang Jingshu.
"Mother, see if this is feasible."
Zhang Jingshu was surprised: "So soon?" It's less than half an hour. What regulations can be written so soon? Sure enough, it was a child... She took the paper carelessly, "Your father also asked you to copy the county annals " Her eyes condensed, and the words stopped.
Yinhuan suddenly stopped speaking, and looked up and asked, "What's the matter?"
Zhang Jingshu waved his hand: "I'll take a look first."
Zhu Yuan waited.
After a while, Zhang Jingshu looked at Zhu Yuan seriously, "Is this what you think?"
"Yes." Zhu Yuan was a little nervous, "Can it be done? I think this way, you can't make a lot of money, it's okay to help the family."
Zhang Jingshu glanced at her and nodded: "It seems feasible."
"Then...?" Zhu Yuan looked forward to it.
"You write very well, think about everything, and just do it. But..."
Zhu Yuan is nervous again.
"Your expenses-it's wrong, it's called a budget, isn't it? This is wrong, and the price is mostly wrong." Zhang Jingshu shook his head, "I will come to my place every day from now on to teach you how to manage the accounts."
Zhu Yuan was at a loss. How can I talk about school management and accounting?
Zhang Jingshu smiled: "Don't you want to do business? At least you have to be good at accounting?"
"!" Zhu Yuan's eyes widened. This means...
"I've counted the things in your regulations, plus renting a shop, the total is no more than ten or two. You have even thought of the worst result. You must have been thinking about it for a long time." Zhang Jingshu touched her hair sideburns, "My family is round Yuan has grown up..."
So what's the plan! Zhu Yuan looked at her baffledly: "Mother, can this business be done?"
"Do." Zhang Jingshu smiled, "I'll pay you the money."
Zhu Yuan jumped three feet high: "Thank you mother!"
Zhang Jingshu held her down: "Don't be eager to be happy, listen to me to finish."
"You say, you say." As long as you can give her a try, you can say anything.
"Money, I will give it this time. Three months have not seen any results, so you can study and practice the :Qin with peace of mind, and then start to learn about stewardship." implication is that if there is no effect, you can't toss about these things in the future. Child.
Zhu Yuan slapped, chest and abdomen, hands together in a military posture: "Follow the teachings of my mother Daren!"
Zhang Jingshu was amused by her, and her index finger clicked on her forehead: "Naughty!"
Zhu Yuan made two hehe, blinked at her: "Then when do we start?"
Helpless, Zhang Jingshu told Maid on the side: "Go and fetch fifteen Silver-Taels."
Zhu Yuan watched with excitement as the Big-Maid named Hong Xiu walked into the room.
Soon, Hong Xiu came out with a delicate money bag and handed it to Zhang Jingshu.
The latter changed hands and handed it to Zhu Yuan: "The money will be handed over to you. Next, find a shop, find someone, and find materials. You can think of a solution by yourself. Remember, no matter where you go, you have to bring someone with you. ,do you know?"
"Hmm." Zhu Yuan clutched the venture fund in his hand and nodded again and again.
When she left happily, Yin Huan was worried: "Fu-ren, you really have to worry about Big-Miss?"
Zhang Jingshu sighed: "She is also ten years old. Although it is a bit early, these money matters will be contacted sooner or later. Since she is interested now, it doesn't hurt to give her a try."
Yinhuan hesitated to speak but stopped.
Zhang Jingshu glanced at her and said with a smile: "Don't worry, you will suffer this when Yingying gets older."
Yinhuan hurriedly explained: "I didn't mean that. Fifteen taels is not a small number, just give it to Big-Miss, I'm worried about her..."
Zhang Jingshu passed the paper in hand: "Look at this first."
Yinhuan is her dowry Maid. It's a little literate, and it's okay to read some simple words.
Sure enough, Yinhuan read the charter written by Zhu Yuan at a glance, and suddenly said, "Big-Miss, did you figure it out a long time ago?"
In this charter, it is clear from the location of the shop, the layout of the shop, the products to be sold, the production and packaging of the products, and the later sales.. There are even backup plans.
If this wasn't for thinking about it early, how could it be written so clearly in less than half an hour?
Zhang Jingshu smiled and sighed: "No. If I don't give her a try, she might be thinking about it all the time. For people like us, we need to understand the world, but it's not a good thing to be too ridiculous."
Yinhuan understood: "So you just let her try."
Zhang Jingshu smiled and nodded.
::::::
Zhu Yuan happily returned to his house with the silver, let the Xia Zhi be collected first, and then ran to the study afterwards, happily turning out the pen and ink.
【 Dog-Egg, I have money! 】
【 —— 】
Zhu Yuan ignored the abrupt ink marks on the page and continued to write excitedly:
【 I got the investment, tomorrow I will start fighting for my first career! Come to Gongxi me! ! 】
Xi Zheng pinched the center of his eyebrows, and reluctantly lifted the pen:
【 What is investment 】
Zhu Yuan scratching his head:
【 It means that the rich people contribute money, and a brainy person like me contributes and cooperates to make money. 】
Xi Zheng understands:
【 That is the shopkeeper 】
Zhu Yuan: .. soil buns.
【 Please call me the general manager, professional manager, or president! Thank you! ! 】
Xi Zheng raised his eyebrows. What are these names? It sounds weird. But this is not the point, the point is the right ones.
【 Your so-called career, are those you just transcribed? 】
【 Ba!, what transcript? I conceived it myself! It was at my mother's place when I was writing, otherwise I would have to spray you. 】
Spray... Xi Zheng smiled. This kid's words and sentences are really special.
【 You conceived it yourself? It's really good, I thought of everything I should think about. 】
Xi Zheng thought for a while and praised it.
【 Unexpectedly, you are quite thorough. 】
Zhu Yuan hum. Don't you see the soil buns? Sister is in a good mood today, I will teach you a lesson!
With a stroke of the pen, she began to introduce:
【 This is the simplest six-maiden analysis method, which can be used in various situations and things. What are six things? Simply put, they are thinking about six angles: why, what, where, when, who, and how. Just a fool, according to this method, it is not easy to make mistakes. Boy, learn something 】
Xi Zheng stared at that eloquence for a long time and read it silently twice. Six ways of analysis...?
【 Hey! 】
【 Dog-Egg? ! 】
【 People? Shocked by your brother's extraordinary wisdom, don't you dare to talk to me? 】
Xi Zheng returned to his senses, seeing the ink characters appearing on the paper, his forehead jumped up again. character of this kid is really...
He dipped in ink and wrote:
【 Change name 】
It's really indecent.
Zhu Yuan is in a good mood:
【 What do you want to call? 】
Xi Zheng paused for a while and said:
【 In short, it can't be a dog egg 】
Zhu Yuan speechless:
【 What's wrong with dog eggs? A low name is good to feed, brother, I'm doing it for you! 】
【 I’m older than you, and you should call me uncle respectfully 】
Zhu Yuan: ..
Is it because she claims to be brother, so she can't get past her? Why are you so stingy? Modern people who chat online don't claim to be brothers or sisters. Besides, this paper uploads books and doesn't know the sacredness of the other party. Of course, she can't appear as her age. This is a reasonable disguise!
Thinking about it this way, she was even more confident:
【 How do you know that you are older than me? 】
【 You can see one or two in the font. 】
Zhu. Ghost painting symbol. Circle: .. There is a connotation.
【 I think you are so naive, you must be younger than me, you should call my brother. 】
【 Then, Guigeng? 】
Zhu Yuan coughed with a guilty conscience, and unceremoniously added the age of two lifetimes:
【 Thirty has 7- 】
I was afraid that he would not believe it, so he added a sentence eloquently.
【 Ashamed and ashamed, I started to learn Chinese characters at the beginning of the year! 】
Xi Zheng smirked:
【 I have passed my fate, and my children and grandchildren are kneeling. You can call me Uncle in the future. 】
Zhu Yuan: .. I believe you are a big ghost!
The two were pregnant with ghosts, and naturally they couldn't tell the result.
Xi Zheng didn't bother to care about the little baby, so he took down the pen first.
Zhu Yuan's intentions were still not enough. Taking advantage of not writing on the other side, he quickly listed the plan he wrote just now, and made some details.
Early the next morning, Zhu Yuan went to Zhang Jingshu to apply after practicing the :Qin, preparing to go out.
Zhang Jingshu naturally didn't object, and only asked her to take the Xia Zhi, and then gave her a servant in the outer courtyard, plus a coachman, and then let her go out.
Zhu Yuan immediately went out excitedly.
First ride around the city in the frame of the car, especially in the markets and lively neighborhoods. Zhu Yuan also specifically asked the coachman to slow down and look slowly all the way.
There are two cities in Wuxian County, where groceries, vegetables, meat, etc. have peculiar smells, mostly in the West Market, and most restaurants and inns are in the East Market. rest of the cloth workshops, grain and oil workshops, dim sum shops, etc., are located in the east and west markets.
It's just that the houses in the East City are better than those in the West City and the East City. clothes of the pedestrians should be brighter, and even the frame of the car should be a little more.
Zhu Yuan has a bottom line.
Turn back to the East City again.
She got out of the car and led a few people slowly from the street to the end of the street, and then back to the street from the end of the street.
She doesn't count on the shops in the downtown area. Not to mention the high rents, the shops in the downtown area are basically not bad business, and they are definitely not willing to rent to her. So she can only retreat and think about more remote places, such as the end of the street, such as the entrance of the alley.
After shaking it back and forth, and then going in a few suitable shops and turning around, Zhu Yuan has a score in mind.
She was also unambiguous, and first asked the shopkeeper to bring up the topic.
"What?" fat and fair-skinned shopkeeper thought he had heard it wrong.
Zhu Yuan smiled unchanged, and asked again: "Do you rent this shop?"
The fat shopkeeper looked at her again, then glanced at the Xia Zhi behind her, and smirked: "Little Miss, Uncle, I'm busy here, you go to play the house elsewhere!" Turned around, "Stone, see off the guests. !"
Zhu Yuan: ..
Humph, no vision!
Zhu Yuan left in anger and changed to another house.
"Little Miss, you're really kidding. I don't rent here, you can go home."
"My business here is doing pretty well, not renting."
..
Several of them have suffered from Waterloo, and Zhu Yuan is very depressed.
The time is almost here. She hasn't finished copying today's county annals, so she can only go back home unhappy.
After wandering in East Street for noon, Zhu Yuan wiped himself and changed his clothes, and collapsed on the soft couch in a daze.
Xia Zhi brought a bowl of mung bean soup and came in. Seeing her look like this, he paused and stepped forward quickly, put the mung bean soup on the side of the couch, and comforted her softly: "Miss, don't care too much, it's because they don't know Taishan.
“Then stretched out his hand to help her, "Come on, you must be hot after a while, get up and refresh yourself after drinking the sweet soup."
Zhu Yuan smashed his slightly dry lips, and got up with a grunt, "Come on." After taking the mung bean soup handed over by Xia Zhi, he pours several mouthfuls and wipes his mouth, "These people... hum, wait for me in the future. Make money, see how I laugh at them!"
Seeing her alive, Xia Zhi breathed a sigh of relief and smiled: "Yes, let them be greedy at that time."
Zhu Yuan is still full of anger. Drinking mung bean soup is a murderous feeling. With that delicate appearance, it is indescribably cute.
The Xia Zhi was a bit funny, after thinking about it, he tentatively said, "Miss, let Nubi try it?"
Zhu Yuan waved his hand and handed her the bowl after drinking: "You are not a few years older than me, and you don't have their old face. You are really going to deliver food when you talk."
Xia Zhi is sixteen years old this year. It turned out to be Zhang Jingshu’s Maid, who was transferred to serve her at the end of last year. As for her original Maid? She was sold by her mother as early as last year.
Thinking of this, Zhu Yuan fought a cold war.
Fortunately, Xia Zhi, who put the bowl in the past, didn't pay attention, and just casually said: "Since we can't do it, then find someone to help."
"No, mother said, these have to—" Zhu Yuan said, and gave a high-five, "Yes, mother didn't tell me not to ask others to help!" Jumped down, put on shoes, and ran out immediately.
"Eh, Miss, where are you going?" Xia Zhi hurried to catch up.
"I'm going to find Management Bobo!" Zhu Yuan dropped a sentence and ran away.
The Xia Zhi didn't keep up.
In less than a quarter of an hour, she ran back again in a rush.
Xia Zhi was curious: "What does Management say?"
"It's finished, he will go out with us tomorrow." Zhu Yuan was happy, "I will also ask him for help in the next purchase."
Xia Zhi breathed a sigh of relief: "It would be much easier to have Management help."
Zhu Yuan curled his lips and muttered: "That's not it, the money is also spent much faster."
"Huh?" Xia Zhi did not hear clearly.
"It's okay." Zhu Yuan had already walked to the desk, "Come and help me polish the ink, Dad should be back later."
"Yes."
Zhu Yuan turned over the cut rice paper, and saw the familiar vigorous ink characters slowly appearing. Before she could read the content, she rolled her eyes.
"Miss?"
"Huh? Oh, just grind the ink well, I'll copy the book by myself, so go ahead."
"Yes."
After going out in the Xia Zhi, Zhu Yuan is busy with pen:
【 Dude, make a discussion, I haven't copied the county records today, can you take a break for the afternoon? 】
Xi Zheng paused for a moment, and asked this question over time:
【 Why copy county chronicles 】
【 Add books to the home. 】
Zhu Yuan did not shy away. In this era, traditional engraving and printing were still used. cost of engraving and printing was too high, and most of the collections of books were mainly copied, so her copying of text was very sparse and common.
The unusual thing is that she copied the county chronicles.
Thoughts flashed through Xi Zheng's eyes:
【 You work in Wuxian County Office? 】
No, "he" is still busy with his so-called career these days-
【 Hey, guess? 】
Xi Zheng: ..
Without waiting for him to continue to ask questions, the opposite person did not know whether it was guilty or unintentional, so he continued to write:
【 It’s so inhumane to read one copy after another. 】
Xi Zheng spoke slightly, and continued along the topic:
【 Transcription is a tribute to the sages 】
Zhu Yuan retorted:
【 Since it is important, why not spread it so that more people know and learn? 】
【 Few literate readers 】
The implication is not necessary.
Zhu Yuan was angry:
【 It's not because the books and ink are too expensive, the people can't afford it! Otherwise, don't you want to be literate as a common people? 】
【 This is another question—— 】
【 Fart, this is clearly a problem! 】
Zhu Yuan writes well,
【 Take this copying of classics and county chronicles as an example. It takes ten days and a half for one person to copy a small book. With so much energy, can the cost of the book not be high? Besides, thousands of classics are copied by manpower alone, and copied to the year of the monkey? A person caught a book and copied it for a lifetime, but it may not be enough for the people of a county to read it. How can it spread? How to popularize? 】
Xi Zheng twisted his eyebrows:
【 This has been true for thousands of years 】
【 It’s always been this way, right? 】
Zhu Yuan directly smashed Lu Xun's words from Professor.
Xi Zheng: ..
【 After all, the superiors are too narrow. If you don't develop your country's economy well, and don't provide benefits to the people, you just want to exploit the people and make you live comfortably! 】
Zhu Yuan concluded. function of uploading books on this paper is really cool. No matter what she wrote, as long as the manuscript on her side burned, no one else would know what she had said. It was a big killer for chatting, complaining, and gossip!
Xi Zheng couldn't help but pinch his eyebrows. Are you talking about copying books? Why did you suddenly talk about the exploitation of the people and the people?
Seeing that he hasn't responded for a long time, Zhu Yuan is a little weak again, so he quickly stopped the topic:
【 Stop talking, I should copy the book! 】
She glanced at the two boxes of county chronicles that had not been copied, she still felt very painful, so she added another sentence easily.
【 You said, if I go to a carpenter to carve a set of characters for me, and then print these county chronicles in ten sets of eight sets, can I exchange money? 】
Xi Zheng was speechless:
【 When the engraving was born, you might have returned to the West 】
Zhu Yuan: ..
【 Ba!, you're dead, I'm not dead yet! 】
She was very angry,
【 I want to engrave movable type, not engraving a printing plate! If I find two more people, I can finish it in a few days! You idiot bun! 】
Xi Zheng's eyes narrowed:
【 what did you say? Say it again. 】
Zhu Yuan was at a loss:
【 .. You unseen bunny? 】
Xi Zheng's forehead blue vein jumped and reminded:
【 Movable type 】
..Ok? Zhu Yuan scratched his head. Did she accidentally say the wrong thing?
【 Talking 】
Xi Zheng didn't write politely when she saw her.
Zhu Yuan rolled his eyes. This tone is really unpleasant. So she said directly:
【 You are not the emperor, why do you care about this? 】
Xi Zheng: ..
Zhu Yuan saw that he hadn't responded for a long time, so he laughed secretly, and accepted:
【 Actually, this thing has no technical content, it is a clever idea. Carve some commonly used characters first.. I only have a general understanding of this. If you want to make trouble, you may have to find someone to try. 】
Thinking of this guy claiming to be over 50 years old, Zhu Yuan chuckled and continued:
【 You are literate, and you are there again at your age. You must know many literati. If you want to take advantage of this printing business, you have a lot to do. 】
The phrase "the age is there" made Xi Zheng raise his eyebrows:
【 What can I do? 】
【 Look for those literati to discuss business and make money! better the reputation, the better the business. 】
【 The literati are self-reliant, the more famous they are, the more they cherish feathers, how can these people talk to you about these stinky things 】
At least not on the surface.
【 Silly? 】
Zhu Yuan laughed at him unceremoniously,
【 What do literati care about most? Literati care about fame the most. If they spend a little money, they can print their manuscripts and speeches into a book. booklet is printed in hundreds of thousands of copies, and the cover is written "XX Layshi Quotations" and "XX Professor Poems"... Do you think they do it? 】
Xi Zheng's eyes brightened.
【 Now these days, eight out of ten people who can read and calligraphy have rich backgrounds. They can print personal albums for a little bit of money. They are also neat and beautiful and decent. They are very suitable for giving away or collecting. You said these literati Are you happy? 】
Zhu Yuan got more and more excited,
【 Furthermore, besides the cost of paper, ink and labor, what is the cost of movable type printing? This is rightly profiteering. If it weren't for me now-no money, I would definitely have done this business myself. 】
Xi Zheng noticed that she paused suspiciously for a while. He squinted his eyes, and said:
【 Didn’t you just get the start-up capital? Why not do it yourself? 】
Zhu Yuan is out of anger:
【 Don’t you know I’m in Wuxian? There is almost no style of writing here, so don't make a set of movable characters after all the hard work, and you can't even earn the original. How much money do I have, but I can’t afford to spend it like this—— 】
and many more!
Thinking of what, Zhu Yuan's eyes rolled, and he smiled and raised his pen:
【 If you do this business, don't forget to share it with me! 】
Xi Zheng was watching her analysis intently, and the topic suddenly turned to economics. He was stunned, then raised his eyebrows:
【 For He 】
【 I provided the technology and also provided sales. If you don’t give me a share, your conscience will not hurt? 】
A smile flashed under Xi Zheng's eyes:
【 In your opinion, how much do you score? 】
【 At least 50%! 】
Zhu Yuan is not polite,
【 My movable type printing is a great invention of great merit, but I lost 50% of it. 】
Xi Zheng: I have seen shameless people, I have never seen such shameless people.
Obviously the topic was extremely boring, and he didn't know who the other person was, so he continued on the topic and said:
【 Too much, at most 20% 】
Zhu Yuan annoyed:
【 Twenty percent? Where are you beggars? Big-Shu, one cannot be too greedy. 】
The corners of Xi Zheng’s lips curled up:
【 Businessmen chase profits 】
【 Oh, profiteer! 】
After all, it was just a verbal joke, Zhu Yuan also beeped, she became curious and asked the other side.
【 Are you in business? 】
Xi Zheng thought for a while:
【 Think of it 】
Zhu Yuan suddenly:
【 No wonder you are stingy. 】
Xi Zheng: ..
Nonsense, another day passed.
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"How is Lao-San?" Emperor Chengjia, who wrote the memorial, didn't look up.
Deshun stood behind him for a moment, and immediately pressed his head down.
A figure emerged from nowhere, knelt and concealed on the side of Long An, whispering a report: "His Royal Highness has gone to the Ministry of Industry for six times and one for Siji during this period."
Emperor Chengjia was surprised: "What did he do in Siji?"
"Just a few questions about ink printing."
Emperor Chengjia pondered for a moment, did not ask any more, and asked the other side: "What did he toss about in the Ministry of Engineering?"
"I heard that I was experimenting with something called cement."
"Cement?" Emperor Chengjia was at a loss, "What is this?"
The man rushed to plead: "Your Majesty, forgive me, Nucai doesn't know."
Emperor Chengjia waved his hand: "Of course you don't know." After that, he shook his head, "The people from the Ministry of Engineering actually followed suit."
"His Royal Highness appoints a person from the official division of Dushui Qing to participate."
Emperor Chengjia was dumb and cursed with a smile: "This kid, I use Prince's identity quite smoothly." There was no sign of punishment in his tone.
Others dared not answer this, and the person who reported it lowered his head and said nothing.
Emperor Chengjia didn't expect him to say anything, and waved his hand: "Okay, let him toss."
"Yes." man kowtowed and prepared to withdraw.
"Hold on," Cheng Jiadi suddenly thought of something, "Did Lao-San not go to Zhaochun Palace in the past few months?"
The man hesitated: "I have only been there once since March."
Emperor Chengjia frowned and said to himself: "What's wrong with this kid?"
The child Xi Zheng used to not talk about enthusiasm, but he still cared for his mother and relative Didi, especially for Shu-fei, not to mention that he went to Zhaochun Palace every day, but it was a fixed number of trips. It's been almost three months now, but only once?
And this only trip, as far as he knows, only stayed for half a cup of tea, and received Shu-fei penalty..
Good point, why did he have a gap with Shu Fei?
Seeing that he was lost in thought, the informant kowped his head silently and retreated into hiding again.
Emperor Chengjia was puzzled and wrote: "Go, go to the study." It is true that he hasn't visited the children in the study for a long time, so let's take a look at what happened to Xi Zheng.
Since it is to check the reading situation of Prince, Emperor Chengjia will naturally not fantasize.
The Prince study is not far from the Imperial Study, so Emperor Chengjia simply walked over.
When he got to the ground, Deshun led a few eunuchs in and waved away the surrounding palace people, and then Emperor Chengjia paced into the Courtyard.
It was just after the hour, and the sound of reading came from inside, weak and sparse, and the movement was not as good as the cicada on the tree.
Emperor Chengjia frowned when he heard it.
Go up the steps and look in through the window.
Except for a few young people, other Prince read books, sleep, talk and talk...
Emperor Chengjia's face sank like water.
The people in Deshun did not dare to gasp.
I don’t know which Little Prince found Emperor Chengjia first and Called: "Father!"
"Wow!"
"Kang Dang!"
There was a turmoil, and everyone fell to their knees.
Emperor Chengjia walked in under his breath, and first asked the biggest Xi Yu in the room: "Lao-Da isn't there, you, the brother, just let the Didi play such a fool?"
His Lao-Da is called Xi Cheng. He just got married last winter, and now he goes to the Ministry of Rites to study. Now he rarely comes to Prince's study to study.
In his absence, Lao-Er Xi Yu is the largest in Prince.
Xi Yu quickly pleaded guilty: "The son is ignorant and didn't take the responsibility of his brother. If the father punishes Er-chen, Er-chen has nothing else to say."
Emperor Chengjia snorted again and turned to Xi Zheng who was kneeling at the end: "What's the matter with you? Did you catch the thief last night?" He blatantly slept in the study!
Xi Zheng casually said: "I will give my father, my son is already familiar with what I have learned today, so I am a little slack." Moreover, at this time, the brother Peggy was copying the county annals, dazzling his eyes, and learning his words... No need to practice, just close your eyes and keep your health.
He was telling the truth, but Emperor Chengjia heard angrily rising: "I haven't dared to slack off for ten years in the cold window, so you dare to say that you are already familiar when you are young?"
Everyone was silent.
Xi Zheng didn't change his face: "My son doesn't need to be tested for fame, why compare with others."
Emperor Chengjia choked and scolded: "I think you are fat." Look around, pick up a booklet and hit him, "Since you are already familiar with it, go back and write an article to analyze and analyze.
“Mencius", write it to me for review, and I will not be allowed to leave the house until I am satisfied!"
Xi Zheng complied with kindness: "I will follow my father's will."
Only then did Emperor Chengjia's face ease, and he turned his head and scolded all the remaining Prince while speaking on duty, and flung his sleeves away.
Watching Shengjia leave the courtyard gate, Xi Yu walked over and tweeted: "3-Didi, you are really fat."
Xi Zheng glanced at the booklet he was holding on, and said indifferently: "Not as good as 2-Brother, I dare to read the script in the study. I am ashamed." If it wasn't for Emperor Chengjia who didn't look carefully, it would be a disaster. It may be who it is.
Xi Yu suffocated, and said, "Elegance and common appreciation, no one can read what they say "
"Ahem." lecturer on duty hurriedly interrupted, "Your Highness, please take a seat. It's time for the Weichen to explain the content of the next chapter."
Having been reprimanded by Emperor Chengjia just now, Xi Yu glared at Xi Zheng, and left in grief.
Go back to their seats.
Xi Zheng, who returned to the back row, swept his eyes, and the brother Page was still struggling to write a crazy book.
He didn't know how to pick up the pen and went to tease each other:
【 Have you read "Mencius"? 】
Zhu Yuan in Wu County was stunned for a moment, stopped copying the book, and replied casually:
【 You know, the masterpiece of Confucianism. Why do you ask this? 】
Confucian masterpiece? This evaluation is appropriate.
【 Want to ask your opinion on "Mencius" 】
【 No opinion, I am not an emperor or an official, how can I have any opinion. 】
Xi Zheng was dumb, shook his head and won't repeat it. After pulling the "Mencius", he focused on thinking about how to write this article..
The on-duty lecture glanced at him several times, and all saw his knuckle-knotted fingers tapping gently on the table, then silently retracted his gaze.
In less than an hour, Xi Zheng suddenly opened his eyes, laid papers and picked up pens in one go.
"Send the article to the Imperial Study Room and hand it to the emperor."
Throwing a word, Xi Zheng walked away.
An Rui, holding a few manuscripts, wanted to cry without tears
My lord, your majesty only banned your foot on the front foot, and you ran out on the back foot.. Isn't this a bit too arrogant?
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