Master Zhu was even more confused: "What city?"
"Forbidden City!"
"What city is it?" Qiao Xiancheng was puzzled.
"The Forbidden City!" Zhou Dagu opened his mouth.
"What is the Forbidden City?" Qiao Xiancheng couldn't believe it!
"City! Forbidden City!" Zhou Dagu was tongue-tied.
Master Zhu and Qiao Xiancheng looked at each other: "What is this Forbidden City?"
Zhou Dagu let out a long sigh and wanted to explain clearly to the people in this world what the five major palaces of the world were, but it was a bit difficult.
His little head moved: "This is the city I thought up myself!"
"When I was young, I used to lie by the river and look at the sky, imagining the ever-changing clouds in the sky."
"I thought there were gods hidden behind the clouds. Where do the gods live? In the city in the sky?"
"So, I imagined a world behind the clouds, and the name of that city was called the Forbidden City!"
Zhou Dagu sighed, he couldn't say anything.
When he was studying the Memory Palace, the Forbidden City was free to college students.
He collected a student ID card from a college student for three yuan, used it to enter the Forbidden City, and borrowed the physical Forbidden City to strengthen the memory palace in his mind!
At that time, he traveled throughout the Forbidden City.
Subtly, the Memory Palace became like the Forbidden City.
Qiao Xiancheng was confused: "Is this still possible?"
"I haven't heard of it either, but I remember that it is recorded in the history books that a royal child named Jiluo, after his country was destroyed by the enemy, fled to the world of monsters and barbarians. A few decades later, he became a great scholar and took his own purple with him. The Fuwen Temple has come to take revenge!" Master Zhu walked around the hall.
"The subjects of the old country said that the Zifu Confucian Temple was the capital of their country. Every plant and tree in his Zifu Confucian Temple was the same as the capital of the old country. It's just that when the country was destroyed, he was still a child who couldn't remember anything. How could he remember his capital? .”
"He also said that he saw it from the paintings left by his father!"
"Since the palace in the painting can become the Zifu Palace, the palace in imagination should also be able to do it!" Zhu Fuzi's tone was obviously unconfident.
"Forget it, let me write a letter to my mentor and ask if this situation is okay. If not, can it be changed..."
Zhou Dagu was a little touched. Master Zhu was usually reluctant to even mention the name of his mentor in the capital, but today he was willing to write books and seek advice from his mentor because of his affairs.
"Thank you, Master!" He had nothing else to say but thank you.
Qiao Xian Cheng also shook his head helplessly: "I have never heard of anyone who can tear down the Zifu Confucian Temple and build it again after the foundation is laid. At worst, when you reach the third level, the Confucian Temple will be built more luxuriously! It will also allow Confucianism and Taoism to go further!"
Ever since Zhou Dagu knew that the size of the Confucian Temple was related to the distance of Confucianism and Taoism in the future.
He is not worried about how far he can go in the future, he is only worried about whether he can get there with his own life!
Only those who want to build the entire Forbidden City with their talents can be promoted.
Just this talent, he doesn't know how many years it will take him to accumulate it.
Master Zhu and Qiao Xian Cheng did not know the truth.
He still doesn't know that what he just spent was not a Dafu poem, but a Mingzhou poem!
He still has half the talent of a national poem!
The other half of the song's talent was borrowed by the saint from Liangjie Mountain to suppress the Daying context!
But so much talent was used to build the Forbidden City, but it only enriched a dozen houses.
The Forbidden City has more than 8,000 rooms and several magnificent gates and halls.
Zhou Dagu felt his head hurt when he thought that he needed such a huge talent.
Seeing that he was dejected, Master Zhu comforted him: "Don't worry, Da Gu!"
"The size of the Zifu Confucian Temple can indeed tell you that you will be talented in the future, but with your poetic talent, as long as you keep your literary heart, it is not difficult to become a great Confucian!"
"My master is a great scholar from a humble family, and his Zifu Confucian Temple is not big!" Master Zhu wanted to say something, but he had scruples not to say it.
Zhou Dagu nodded helplessly. He wanted to say something, but he still didn't say it.
Qiao Xiancheng has a strange feeling, I seem to be a little redundant!
That won't work! He wants to show the importance of his existence!
"Actually, I am here this time not only to care about Zhou Mingzhou's health, but also to tell you something very important!"
Zhou Dagu was very surprised: "It won't be the county examination results. Let them be released today!"
Master Zhu shook his head, with a hint of endearment in his smile: "Silly disciple, how is that possible! When the results come out today, even if County Magistrate Guo cheats on you, it will be too late!"
"The county examination results need to be approved by the county government. The approving officials come from other counties. This takes about two days!"
“After the results are released, the county magistrate’s registrar must be notified, and the magistrate’s registrar of the county where the approving officer belongs should also be notified. This is to prevent anyone from cheating!”
"Finally, it needs to be reported to Qingxue Mansion, and Qingxue Mansion will give instructions again!"
"It will take almost five days!"
Zhou Dagu nodded. It seemed that he would have to wait five days before he could experience the happiness of being first.
In his mind, the small county examination was not within easy reach, so what could be the problem?
"Well, Mr. County Magistrate, it's not about the county examination. What else has to do with me!"
Qiao Xian Cheng stroked his beard, although it was only a thin layer of beard on his chin.
"you guess!"
Master Zhu looked at him with an unkind look on his face: "Speak quickly and go back quickly. Don't even think about taking advantage of me here!"
"Alas! I, a great county magistrate, will take advantage of you!"
"When you were in school, did you mess around less?"
"Then I'll speak more slowly today!"
"I expected it, I didn't cook at all!" Master Zhu looked like a scoundrel.
Qiao Xian Cheng sighed helplessly: "I am busy with official duties, so I will not pursue a lawsuit with you!"
"Zhou Mingzhou, the matter of Liangjie Mountain is settled!"
Zhou Dagu was heartbroken: "Master County Magistrate, where did the news come from?"
"Kyoto, left prime minister!"
Zhou Dagu breathed a sigh of relief: "Am I okay?"
"Yes, Prime Minister Zuo has rehabilitated you and confirmed the information about the 110 people who escaped from Yumen Pass. They were all deemed to have died in the battle to protect Yumen Pass!"
"The rewards that the imperial court should give you and the consolation money that should be given to those who died should be paid in advance by Yumenguan and Cai County County Government!"
"County Magistrate Guo promised that it will be ready tomorrow at the latest!"
Master Zhu was really happy for Zhou Dagu. He thumped the desk hard and said, "Okay! That's great. No one will make trouble for you on the grounds of desertion again!"
"Da Gu, why are you unhappy!"
Zhou Dagu didn't know either. He should be happy, but his heart felt inexplicably heavy.
"Master, they deserve this. I can't be happy!"
He blurted out, but in his mind he thought of the second son who killed indiscriminately. He was the culprit of everything, but now he was covered up and turned into a hero!
profound……
Zhou Dagu understood that he might be unhappy because of the buried truth!
Master Zhu's face looked a little heavy: "Those who have died cannot come back. Those who are alive should live a better life!"
"Yes!" Zhou Dagu responded. This was also the purpose he had always insisted on.
"Master, I want to go back tomorrow, to Zhoujia Village!"
"That's fine, I know you have something that you want to personally hand over to their widows!"
Zhou Dagu looked up and saw that the moon had come out.
He looked at the moon and thought of many things, including Zhou Wu, Uncle Wang, and countless faces swallowed by blood pythons.
The living carry the weight of the dead.
The young man thumped his shoulders, very heavily.
