"Damn it indeed!"
Zheng Zhiqiu's eyes flashed with heartache, he took a deep breath and said: "The matter has come to this, I have not been able to discipline it well, which has caused this disaster to the academy, and I cannot absolve myself of the blame!"
Said.
He looked at He Weijun and He Wancheng, with relief on his face, and said calmly: "If you two are here to attack me, I will go to the Holy Court to plead guilty after the academy bachelor is buried, and there is no need for you to take action!"
"Please come back!"
Zheng Zhiqiu directly issued an order to expel the guests.
It doesn't matter if the poem on the inscription is copied.
If they knew that there was a poem on the plaque, they would be shameless and copy it.
"Dean..."
Lin Yi wanted to say something, but when the words came to his lips, nothing came out.
Chen Haoran practices Taoism. If he doesn't take the initiative to expose it, no one will know.
Zheng Zhiqiu is so unjust!
"this……"
He Weijun and He Wancheng looked at each other and were immediately speechless.
He Weijun glanced at Lin Yi, smiled and scolded: "Dean Zheng's words are obvious. Why did He come here to crusade?"
"Pingzhou Academy encountered a monster attack. He's heart was in his throat and he rushed to support almost non-stop!"
"Who would have thought that this monster problem would be solved just after arriving in Jinzhou, but thinking that your Pingzhou Academy will encounter a monster problem, it must be very difficult, so I came here to take a look!"
Zheng Zhiqiu trembled slightly and looked at He Weijun in astonishment.
Is this still the cold-faced gentleman? What is a gentleman?
He Wancheng was also surprised.
But he was also a smart man, and he understood He Weijun's intention in an instant.
"This guy must be showing off to the great Confucian. The more he shows concern for Pingzhou Academy at this time, the more likely he will be able to get into the eyes of the senior Confucian... Maybe it's also to imprint the poem on the monument!"
He Wancheng thought this in his heart.
But He Weijun cannot take all the benefits.
"hehe!"
He Wancheng looked at Zheng Zhiqiu with a smile and said: "Old Zheng, don't think too much. Scholars practice Taoism. Monuments and bells cannot give warning at all. This matter cannot be entirely your fault!"
"The top priority is to make arrangements for the academy's bachelors and to take care of the deceased bachelor's affairs!"
"Even if someone comes from the Holy Court, Dean He and I will definitely speak for you when the time comes!"
He Wancheng completely forgot about the scene of rolling up his sleeves to fight just now, his eyes were full of concern.
Zheng Zhiqiu was moved and his body was trembling slightly.
His eyes were slightly red, and he had forgotten... He Wancheng and He Weijun were copying the poem on the stele just now.
Zheng Zhiqiu cupped his fists and raised his hands, and said seriously: "I would like to thank the two deans for their concern. Please come to the academy to talk to me, please!"
"polite!"
"good!"
He Weijun and He Wancheng smiled and nodded.
But there was no thought of leaving.
Zheng Zhiqiu was stunned for a moment and asked doubtfully: "Why don't the two deans leave?"
"Ahem~ That's it!"
He Weijun glanced at Lin Yi, coughed slightly, and said seriously: "He originally wanted to climb the mountain directly, but he was attracted by the poem on the inscription in your academy, and he admired it in his heart... So you see, can you let He climb the mountain? Print a copy?”
"This old guy, I really guessed it!"
He Wancheng cursed in his heart, and immediately spoke hurriedly: "Dean Zheng, it was the first time that He saw this poem on the monument. He was deeply shocked. He wanted to bring a rubbing copy of this poem back to Qingping Academy for the academy's bachelors to understand. ……look?"
Zheng Zhiqiu's face instantly turned red.
Damn it!
For these two old guys, their concern is fake, but their desire to steal the poem on his academy's inscription is real.
but.
He is also not easy to expose.
The most taboo thing about hitting someone is hitting someone in the face, otherwise it will be a life-or-death feud.
"this……"
Zheng Zhiqiu wondered: "It's not that I'm unwilling, but that my academy is currently suffering from a demonic attack, and the reconstruction work and the bachelor's death... there are still a lot of vacancies!"
"So I plan to make the rubbings of the poem on the inscription myself and auction them off at Duobao Pavilion!"
Zheng Zhiqiu said in a humble voice: "Two deans, please don't embarrass me. Besides, you have already made a copy..."
"auction?"
He Weijun was shocked and couldn't help but cursed in his heart: "What a waste of natural resources!"
How could Lin Yi's poem on the inscription be exchanged for money in that kind of place?
vulgar!
Too vulgar!
He Weijun spoke openly: "Dean Zheng, don't even mention going to Duobao Pavilion for auction. You can set a price for these two poems on inscriptions, and He will make the rubbings himself, so you don't have to do anything!"
They are all for sale anyway.
It would be better to sell it to him, and he would make the rubbing himself, without Zheng Zhiqiu having to do it.
Zheng Zhiqiu's eyes lit up.
This feeling is good!
His cultivation has not recovered at all now, and it will take some time to make a rubbing.
Since He Weijun can make rubbings in person and sell them at a reasonable price, why not do it?
"Yes, yes, but I have to ask..."
Zheng Zhiqiu wanted to ask Lin Yi's opinion, but He Weijun interrupted directly: "No need to ask the price, He is willing to pay 150,000 yuan for a rubbing!"
"One hundred and fifty thousand!"
Zheng Zhiqiu's eyes widened.
earn!
Big profit!
Lin Yi was also greatly surprised. Judging from Zheng Zhiqiu's reaction, he should have made a profit!
"That's good. With this money, the posthumous affairs of those bachelors who sacrificed their lives for the academy will be more secure!"
Lin Yi thought to himself, looked at Zheng Zhiqiu and said, "Dean, what do you think?"
"certainly……"
"Wait!"
Zheng Zhiqiu's words were suddenly interrupted by He Wancheng: "Dean Zheng, He also really likes these two poems on the monument. We fell in love at first sight. He is willing to pay 180,000 yuan to have the rubbings made personally!"
"180,000?"
Buzz!
Zheng Zhiqiu's eyes almost popped out of his head.
Damn it!
Cultivating a lousy academy bachelor is not only extremely risky, but also offers very little reward.
Serve Lin Yi wholeheartedly, let him go on study tours more often, and express his love for the mountains and rivers. Are you still worried that you won't be able to publish a poem of great talent?
Lin Yi was also a little surprised.
If a rubbing copy of a poem with universal genius is so valuable, wouldn't the original copy be even more valuable?
Before, he was worried about how to make money, so that Su Huaizhi could take good care of himself and live the life of a rich man.
Now it seems... So, Easy!
"He Wancheng, what do you mean?"
He Weijun stared angrily, his lungs almost bursting with anger!
"Means nothing?"
He Wancheng was not willing to give in, and he was extremely stubborn at this time, saying: "He also wants a rubbing of this poem on the monument, and is willing to pay a high price. What's wrong with that?"
Said.
He Wancheng looked at Zheng Zhiqiu with a smile on his face and said: "Dean Zheng, go and ask the senior scholar if he is willing to let He make a rubbing? He can take out the 360,000 silver now!"
"Senior Da Ru?"
After Lin Yi heard He Wancheng's words, his scalp went numb at the time.
Don't wear hats randomly!
He is just a ninth-grade bachelor who does not even have the reputation of being a scholar.
He Weijun's chest heaved violently and his beard trembled wildly. He glared at He Wancheng and said, "See what you can do. Three hundred and sixty thousand is a lot? He offered four hundred thousand!"
Lin Yi's poems, let alone the originals, even if they were rubbings, he would lose all his money to get them!
And just now he saw that Lin Yi was willing to sell!
What’s more, I will win whatever I say!
