Not long after Jiang Han returned to Ningguo Mansion, Zhongli Wuyou also woke up.
After washing, he made a pot of tea in the courtyard.
Si Jian stood beside Zhongli Wuyou, holding the blue wave sword in his arms.
Zhongli Wuyou first poured himself a cup of tea leisurely, and then asked Si Jian to sit down and drink tea together.
Si Jian frowned and said coldly: "Teacher makes tea when he wakes up. Do you like drinking tea that much?"
Zhongli Wuyou smiled and said, "I drank a little too much last night and I need some tea to relieve my hangover."
Si Jian said: "Who made the teacher drink so much wine?"
Zhongli Wuyou did not argue with her, but smiled and said, "What do you think of that kid?"
Si Jian asked: "Jiang Han?"
Zhongli Wuyou nodded, and without waiting for her answer, he said: "I thought he was just a good poet, but I didn't expect that his talent for swordsmanship was so high! My original Yining sword technique, he just I learned a lot after reading it once... I never expected that there would be such a peerless genius in Yunmeng City."
Si Jian nodded rarely and said in a cold voice: "Is that why the teacher wants me to teach him swordsmanship?"
"This person is good enough to join Li Mingsi!" Zhongli Wuyou was silent for a moment, and then gave a very high evaluation: "Tianzi, there is a seat for him!"
Si Jian was slightly startled. Doesn't this mean that this kid's martial arts will not be lower than his own in the future? Because he is the Tian Zi in Li Mingsi.
But Si Jian's expression was still cold and calm: "In that case, why didn't the teacher invite him to Li Ming Division last night?"
Zhongli Wuyou picked up the tea cup, blew on his mouth, and said, "Firstly, I want to observe this person's temperament and see how he behaves after he returns. Secondly, I am also thinking about what if this person is allowed to Entering Li Mingsi and letting him get involved in intrigues will result in one less poet and one less lyricist in Dayu's literary world."
Zhongli Wuyou drank all the tea in the cup and said slowly: "But this guy is extremely smart, so it won't be a problem for me to be the first to consider him."
Si Jian frowned slightly and asked in confusion: "Why does the teacher say he is extremely smart?"
Zhongli Wuyou said: "You brought him here last night, but he never asked why you appeared at the scene or why you rescued him in time. It's not that he didn't know that you were following him, but that he knew , but deliberately didn’t expose it! This guy is a smart man!”
"Now I want to see what he will do."
…
Kyoto, at the entrance of Qingqiudang.
Hong Yuan, who was dressed in black and had a thin appearance, got off his horse and entered Qingqiu Hall in a hurry.
As one of the three major bookstores in Dayu, Qingqiudang has branches in all states of Dayu, but Qingqiudang in Kyoto is undoubtedly the largest.
He passed through the nine-curved corridor, rockery and flowing water, and arrived at a meeting hall of Qingqiu Hall.
After acquiring the book selling rights of "Wu Song Biography", he returned to Kyoto anxiously.
In addition to dealing with the "Wu Song Biography" matter, Qingqiu Hall also holds a meeting every three months, and every incense owner has to go to Beijing to report on the recent situation.
After entering the main hall, Hong Yuan quickly met several familiar incense owners. These incense owners were either his senior fellow apprentices or famous Confucian heroes.
"Hong Yuan, how was your trip to Yunmeng with the teacher this time?" A middle-aged Confucian scholar came up to him.
Hong Yuan said: "It's not bad, I gained a lot."
After the greetings, the seven incense owners who arrived took their seats one after another. In front of each of them was a long mahogany table that was 1.5 feet long.
There are mountains of books and documents on the long table.
An old man who was the oldest and most respected said: "Although Qingqiutang has published ten books in a row recently, the sales volume is not as good as before. On the other hand, Yuting Bookstore has published three books in succession, one of which was written by a great scholar. The annotated Confucian classics, a collection of poems and a popular novel, were sold out as soon as they went on sale."
A noble young master said: "That Confucian classic was personally annotated by the current great scholar He Yunsheng. It was of great help to Confucian students in the imperial examination. The poetry collection also collected the poems published by Yuzhou in the past two years." Among the fine poems, there is also a song "Long Love" recorded in the "Collected Works of Dayu". Needless to say its quality, as for the popular reading, it is also a fine piece. Looking at the readings we published this year, although they are not bad, But compared to each other, they are as different as clouds and mud.”
After listening to the noble master's words, the faces of the incense masters all looked unhappy.
A gloomy-looking man in a brown shirt snorted: "Forget about everything else! Even the popular books are not as good as others. It's really embarrassing! Our Qingqiu Hall relies on the sales of popular books. In popular books, It’s so embarrassing to lose in the reading.”
After several incense owners complained to each other for a few words, the old man said: "After all, there are too few novelists nowadays. I heard that Yuting Shuxing invited several novelists, but I can't beat them for the time being." Forget it...the focus of Confucianism is articles, followed by poems. For articles, we also have great Confucians who just find a classic to annotate. As for poems..."
A young woman dressed in red and dressed like a lady said: "Writing poems and lyrics requires inspiration. If you want to surpass Yuting Shuxing in poetry collections, you must find an amazing poem... Unfortunately, I have already I haven’t read any good poetry in a long time, and the most recent one was “Sauvignon Blanc” collected by Yuting Shuxing.”
Her voice is crisp and numb, and she is also the only female incense owner in Qingqiu Hall.
"By the way, Hong Yuan, didn't you go to Yunmeng with your teacher? I heard that there are four great talents in Yunmeng who have very good poems, but what can you gain?"
Hong Yuan had a lower status than other incense owners and had not spoken. He became excited when he heard the noble lady ask: "Wanhua Incense Master, during this trip to Yunmeng, I received several poems, two of which are worthy of mention. Call it an excellent work! It will definitely make us better than Yuting Shuxing in the collection! In addition, I also got a popular book, which is even more exciting!"
Upon hearing what Hong Yuan said, several incense owners became interested.
"Oh, an excellent work? Hong Yuan, please don't coax me!" said the noble lady Wan Hua.
"Master Wanhua Incense, let me show you if you don't believe me." Hong Yuan immediately took out two pieces of paper from his arms and gently threw them over.
The two pieces of paper were obviously very thin, but with Hong Yuan's throw, they flew lightly to the lady and landed on the table.
Wanhua picked it up and looked at it, his eyes froze on the paper.
"Good words, good words... Traveling from all over the world, Lao Chi has experienced the cold and heat several times."
She then read another one, with a look of surprise on her face, and said, "Who wrote this poem? It's enough to be included in the "Collected Works of Dayu"!"
The other incense owners were greatly surprised. They took the paper and read it carefully. After that, they all had expressions of astonishment on their faces.
"Okay! This poem expresses the beauty of plum blossoms, and this word expresses the pain of love. These two poems are both excellent works. Hong Yuan, who wrote it?" The old man stared at Hong Yuan and said excitedly.
Wan Hua also asked: "But it was done by the four great talents of Yunmeng?"
Hong Yuan shook his head and said slowly: "No! It was written by Jiang Han, a native of Yunmeng City. This son is a Confucian scholar without a literary degree!"
As soon as they heard this, the people present immediately exploded.
"Jiang Han? Who is that?"
"What? It was done by one person?"
"Hong Yuan, are you kidding me? Someone who can write these two poems doesn't even have a literary degree?"
Hong Yuan smiled bitterly and said, "That's true, Master Wanhua Incense, can I still lie to you?"
"No matter who he is, this boy is definitely talented!" The old man nodded and asked: "Hong Yuan, is this boy accepted by Gu Daru? Has he been brought back to Kyoto?"
Upon hearing this, others also became interested. Such a talented person should have become their junior brother.
Hong Yuan's expression suddenly brightened, and he said with joy, "You incense owners don't know something! This boy was originally an unknown person, but because of his poems, he was noticed by the great scholar Zhongli Wuyou and Zhongli. I originally wanted the teacher to accept this disciple, but what happened? As soon as the teacher heard that this person was a son-in-law, he felt that a son-in-law was not good enough, so he rejected it on the spot!"
"Alas! The teacher has eyes but no eyes... He has no eyes to recognize Jingshan jade! Zhongli asked again and again if he wanted it, but the teacher kept refusing. As a result, this boy became Zhongli's. What a pity, what a pity!"
Everyone present was silent.
"Teacher is too..."
"How could such a talented person refuse?"
"Oh! The teacher made a mistake!"
The old man said: "Perhaps Gu Daru has his own considerations, don't accuse Gu Daru!"
Hong Yuan was in a deep conversation and sighed: "Oh, Lord Yu Hongxiang, you don't know that Jiang Han named that plum blossom poem "To Master Zhongli Wuyou". What a smart man! If he becomes our junior brother, someone will One day, I got interested and composed a poem called "A Gift to My Senior Brother" and "A Poem to Feel the Virtue of My Senior Sister" so that we could be famous for future generations. How great would that be?"
All the incense masters:? ? ? ! !
"The teacher is blind!"
"Such a good junior brother, how could he refuse!"
"Angry, really angry!"
Seeing that everyone had the urge to sharpen their swords against the great scholar, the old man Yu Hong quickly interrupted his conversation, coughed twice, and said: "Hong Yuan, didn't you say there is another popular novel? Come and read it!"
Hong Yuan said: "Master Yu Hongxiang, please take a look!" He handed over the original manuscript of "The Biography of Wu Song" with both hands.
Yu Hong started reading, and his expression became more exciting the more he looked at it: "Good book! Good book!"
Others were also surprised for a while. After it was circulated, their faces were filled with wonder and they praised repeatedly.
"This book is really enjoyable to write!"
"This chivalrous novel is bound to be better than the popular book written by Yuting Shuxing!"
"I have never read such a refreshing novel!"
"Hong Yuan, who wrote this book?" Wan Hua asked hurriedly.
"Sister Wanhua, this book is written by Jiang Han."
Hong Yuan paused and then added: "That's the Jiang Han who almost became our junior brother."
Everyone: "..."
