"I see!"
Zhu Ru finally realized it!
This gentleman actually came here for Xu Fenglin’s poem! Look, I'm so panicked!
I thought that my official style of corruption, bribery and inaction over the years was being impeached, so my superiors sent someone to investigate me.
It's hard to get rid of the ghosts in your heart. Supervising all officials is a matter for the Metropolitan Procuratorate, so what does it have to do with the Hanlin Academy?
After figuring out the key, Zhu Ru gradually relaxed. The expression on his face changed subtly in an instant, and his thinking gradually became clearer. "Last night, the poem was just sent to the capital. Tonight, a Hanlin who can't compete with Taoyuan County is here." People came to the academy, thinking that the poem must have caused a great sensation in the capital. This made the high-minded scholars in the Hanlin Academy unable to restrain their curiosity and sent this young servant to come all the way to find out. !”
Zhu Rushi is well versed in the ways of officialdom. He knows very well that the next answer may affect his career in the rest of his life and must be handled with caution.
The poem was written by Xu Fenglin, that’s right!
But if he repays the truth, the most he can do is to cultivate talents and recognize people with a keen eye, and the court will reward him with three to five hundred taels of silver and then send him away.
But if you take this poem as your own, you will become famous all over the world. Not only can you take advantage of the situation and be transferred to the capital, but you can also win the favor of the Sword Master. Your future fame and fortune will be endless!
The problem now is that I am okay in appreciating poems, but writing poems is nonsense. If I steal the credit and win the name of my poems, what will I do if the Hanlin Academy asks me questions again in the future? Wouldn't it be revealed immediately?
This is the crime of deceiving the emperor!
The best way is to make Xu Fenglin invisible while maximizing his own interests without any worries.
It's hard!
But for Zhu Rushi, who is good at doing evil things, it is not a problem.
I saw him holding his breath and concentrating for a moment, and within a moment, a glimmer of evil appeared in his scheming eyes... I can't write poetry, but my son can!
The son of the magistrate of Taoyuan County spent ten years sharpening his sword and devoted his life to writing this wonderful poem to improve the country's strength. If this spreads out, it may not be a good story!
My son has become successful, what can I do wrong as a father? Isn't it only a matter of time before you get promoted and make a fortune?
Thinking of this, Zhu Rushi's unsatisfactory saliva suddenly flowed from the corner of her eyes.
At this time, Lin Qing was already impatient with waiting. If you know, you know, if you don't know, you don't know. What does it mean to not speak for a long time?
Just as he was about to reprimand, he saw Zhu Rushi actually crying. The young attendant was a little confused, so he quickly stepped back and asked, "Master Zhu, what's wrong with you? Why are you so sad? Let me make it clear first that I have not done anything to you. So, I'm just here to ask questions, so don't try to blackmail me!"
"I am not sad, but happy!"
Zhu Rushi wiped away her tears and choked up and said, "My son has been studying hard for twenty years and studying poetry all day long. He has made a vow since he was a child to restore the glory of Daxia Poetry. Now, he finally got his wish!"
"Um?"
Lin Qing frowned, "You mean, that poem was written by your son?"
"That's right!"
Zhu Rushu sighed, "Writing poetry this time is of great significance, and the risk is also great. If you can become famous, that is the best, and your future will be guaranteed. But if you fail, you will be jailed, or even beheaded..."
"So when the official came to convey the mission from the government, no one in the yamen dared to take up this heavy responsibility. Because of this, the official was worried. He couldn't sleep for two days and two nights in a row, and his hair turned a lot white. My son is filial. , I couldn’t see that my subordinates would suffer, so I took the risk and tried my best to write this painstaking work!"
He spoke sincerely, especially when he was emotional, with tears streaming down his face. Lin Qing was slightly moved, but mostly still confused, "Since it was your son who wrote it, why wasn't he signed on the poem?"
Zhu Rushi had already thought of his words, "Because Xiaguan can't guarantee that my son's poem will pass the test. Although he is very sure, to be on the safe side, Xianguan still has to make two plans... If he can pass, then in the future It’s not too late to report his name to the government, but if he can’t pass it, the superiors will send troops to investigate, and the subordinates will have no choice but to sacrifice themselves for their children and bear the consequences alone.”
Having said this, he glanced at Lin Qing and shook his head, "I made you laugh."
"Father and son have a deep love. We only have admiration. How can we dare to make fun of him?"
Lin Qing spoke solemnly, then his expression slightly condensed, and he looked at Zhu Rushi with scrutiny, "But from the beginning to the end, I only asked you who wrote the poem, and did not reveal any other information. You are so quick If you expose your son, don't you worry that I'm going to ask for punishment because of the poor writing of that poem?"
"If the writing is poor, the court will give a fair punishment in the future. How can you be asked to secretly come to Taoyuan County to look for someone?"
Zhu Ru said, "So I dare to conclude that the poem is not only well written, but also very good. It is good enough for the Imperial Academy's attendants to travel thousands of miles to Taoyuan County to recruit talents."
Hearing this, Lin Qing finally smiled. He cupped his hands and said, "Master Zhu has a clear mind. It is really unfair to be the parent official of this county.
Zhu Rushi quickly put on a panicked posture and said, "Thank you for your praise, sir. The officialdom is as deep as the sea. I still have a lot to learn."
After exchanging a few polite words, Lin Qing stopped holding on and got straight to the point, "Okay! Let me get straight to the point. We have all read that poem. It is indeed very well written and has the style of the ancients... This time I personally came to Taoyuan County on the order of Wang Zhihuan, a bachelor of the Hanlin Academy and concurrently serving as the left minister of the Ministry of Civil Affairs, to pick up the author of the poem to return to Beijing for further study. I believe that under the careful cultivation of Lord Wang, it will not be long before the Great Xia Poetry Forest , then there will be a master of poetry and prose who is amazingly talented! As for Mr. Zhu, if you have done good work in cultivation, you will naturally be able to climb up."
As soon as these words came out, Zhu Ru's face was full of surprise and he wanted to thank him on the spot. Lin Qing quickly stopped him and said, "Stop this trick. Where is your son? Let him come out quickly. I have to take him back to the capital as soon as possible. "
I shouted in my heart, "If it's too late, that poem will be famous all over the world, and then the academy and the six departments of the Imperial City will come to snatch people away!"
Zhu Rushi was a little embarrassed, "What a coincidence. After he finished writing the poem last night, he went to the countryside to worship his ancestors, and he is not in the county now."
Lin Qing's expression changed, "How long will it take to come back?"
Zhu Ru thought for a moment and said, "The official will send someone to urge you. It should be about half a day."
"Half a day?"
Lin Qing thought for a while and finally said helplessly, "Half a day at most, don't wait if it's late! Mr. Wang, you must cherish this opportunity!"
"I understand!"
Zhu Ru made a promise and then said, "My lord, you have been working hard all the way. Why don't you rest here for half a day and wait for my son to come back to Xiaguan before calling you?"
Lin Qing was about to agree, but suddenly thought of the fierce county magistrate's wife, and her heart tightened. She quickly shook her head and politely refused, "Mr. Zhu, you're welcome. I have my own place to go, so you don't have to worry about it."
He looked at the sky and continued, "It's past midnight and time is running out. Make arrangements as soon as possible."
After saying that, he left amid Zhu Rushi's greetings.
The rain is still falling, but the momentum is getting weaker and there are signs of gradually clearing up.
Half of the task was completed, and Lin Qing felt relieved.
He walked to the yamen gate, took the white horse, found the direction, and walked slowly towards the address given by "Brother Xu" with a trace of relief in his eyes.
In the inner courtyard of the yamen, Zhu Rushu walked into the house, took a deep look at the three-hundred-pound madam, remained silent for a long time, and then suddenly asked, "Have you heard everything?"
"heard it!"
The lady rubbed her butt, surprised and happy, "Are you really planning to let our son replace Xu Fenglin?"
Zhu Ru said, "Everything has been said, how can it still be false?"
The lady asked, "What if Xu Fenglin and his son are not willing?"
"Don't want to?"
Zhu Rushi's expression suddenly became extremely fierce, "Does a dead person have the right to say no?"
"ah!"
The lady immediately lowered her voice, "You mean..."
Under the shadow, she made a motion of wiping her neck. Combined with her miserable figure and face, it was a bit scary.
Zhu Rushi nodded, "Later, let Mr. Lei go see the Xu family and his son, and tell him to be more prompt and not to let anyone get into trouble."
"I know."
The lady responded, and then asked, "What about De'er? Although he can write some articles and occasionally compose some poems, he is far from the height of that poem! If he went to the capital, wouldn't it be Will the secret be revealed soon?”
"I have read De'er's poems. They are above average. Even if someone gives him a test, he should be able to pass."
Zhu Ru said, "If someone really thinks carefully and says that others are not worthy of poetry, then they can only use the saying "Ten years of sharpening a sword" to deal with it. It is a skill that comes by chance, how can the first one be perfect? In short, sneak in first. Let’s talk about the capital, De’er has a clear mind and is much better at winning people’s hearts than his poems and essays. This is his ability! After all, being an official depends not on poems and essays, but on connections and opportunities!”
The lady nodded when she heard this, and she was convinced.
She thought for a moment and then asked in a low voice, "Did De'er really go to worship his ancestors?"
"Sacrifice your shitty ancestor!"
Zhu Rushi suddenly became angry, "He spent the night at Qingyun Lodge! Go and bring him back!"
Qingyun Xiaoshe is the largest brothel in Taoyuan County, and Zhu Zhixian is also a frequent visitor there.
If his wife hadn't been itching to drag him to sleep last night, he would have gone with his son.
Now that his son is eating alone and has not returned yet, how can he not be angry?
However, the lady thought that her husband hated iron and could not become steel, so she immediately comforted him softly.
The three-hundred-pound tigress was showing all her tenderness at this moment.
At this moment, a round of red light suddenly shot in from the window. The couple raised their eyes at the same time. It turned out that the rain had stopped, and the red sun was hanging high in the sky with a brilliant glow.
After several days of heavy rain, Taoyuan County seems to have ushered in a new life.
Zhu Rushi and his wife looked at each other, suddenly smiled at each other, and couldn't help but kiss passionately.
When I got excited, I rolled directly onto the bed.
The sky will clear after the rain, which is such a good omen, indicating that the future of the Zhu family is bright.
Of course I have to roll up in bed and celebrate!
An hour later, Zhu Zhixian was lying on the bed, his face pale, his eyes dull, and his whole body hurt as if he had been run over by an elephant.
The magistrate's wife walked out the door with a blushing face, holding a bucket of water and headed straight for Qingyun Lodge.
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