Mr. Zhou?
Liang Jiajun was full of doubts. Shanyang (Huai'an) had produced many celebrities, such as Han Xin, one of the three heroes of the Xinghan Dynasty, and Zhang Lei, one of the four talented men of the Su family, but no one had ever heard of a Mr. Zhou here.
"Whose surname is Zhou? Does he have stories, stories, poems and articles that have been passed down to the world?"
Liang Jiajun followed Gu Zhengchen to ask.
According to the memory of later generations, Gu Zhengchen walked to a large courtyard and stopped. He looked at the plaque on the door, which read the words "Ask the True Source". The door was closed.
Liang Jiajun pointed in the direction of the door: "After a while, the autumn wind cools down, Gao Xunbai Emperor asks for the true source. Could it be that the owner of this family, like Du Fu, has also been to Huashan? Is this the home of Mr. Zhou you mentioned?"
"Ask for the true source?"
Gu Zhengchen smiled.
Hundreds of years ago, a family lived here, and he was looking for the true source.
Hundreds of years later, a family lived here and he found the true source.
Gu Zhengchen stared at the words on the plaque and said softly: "Brother Liang, didn't you ask him if he has any poems and articles that have been spread around the world? Gu Cheng, bring me a pen and ink."
After that, walk towards the courtyard wall on the left side of the gate.
Gu Cheng took out his pen and ink and started to grind out the ink. Gu Zhengchen had already picked up his pen and dipped it in the ink, and started writing:
After singing on the river, turn around and head east.
A sophisticated group of sciences can help the poor in the world.
Facing the wall for ten years, I broke the wall,
It is difficult to reward a hero even if he crosses the sea.
Liang Jiajun looked at the seven words on the wall, and suddenly felt a heroic aura rushing towards him, showing his determination and determination that he had accomplished something in his studies, was determined to serve the country, and would never regret it!
Those who can write this poem should not be ordinary people!
Liang Jiajun thinks he is familiar with ancient books and knows the past and present, but when he thinks about it carefully, he has never seen this poem!
Ignorant?
"Who are you?"
A pretty voice came over.
Gu Zhengchen turned around and looked, his eyes lit up slightly.
I saw a girl standing not far away, holding an ancient red umbrella. The red umbrella was slightly tilted on her shoulder, and the thin and neat ribs supported the crimson umbrella. The girl has beautiful eyebrows, two strands of hair fluttering lightly on her snow-like cheeks, her star-like eyes twinkling slightly, and her elegant little face exuding an unworldly elegance.
Gu Zhengchen handed the brush to Gu Cheng, stepped forward and saluted, "I'm here, Gu Zhengchen, I just had an idea and left some words here, staining the wall..."
"Miss, miss."
A maid in the distance was walking quickly with broken steps.
The girl turned back to look at the maid, moved her lotus steps, and said to Gu Zhengchen and others: "Don't stay here. I like white walls the most. Now that you have left a message, you will definitely be angry when I see it. You should leave quickly." .”
After that, the person turned and left.
Liang Jiajun looked at the somewhat bewildered Gu Zhengchen and coughed: "Everyone is gone, let's leave quickly. If someone catches us, we won't get into trouble."
Gu Zhengchen put back his thoughts and calmed down: "Let's go and take a look around the government office. Gu Cheng and Sun Shiba don't need to be so close to us, just look around."
"Okay sir."
Gu Cheng and Sun Shiba agreed.
Asked outside the gate of Zhenyuan's house.
A middle-aged man in his forties stared at the wall. This man had a square face, a broad forehead, and deep eyes. He said: "This poem is extraordinary. I didn't expect that Brother Zhang would have such ambitions after asking about his heart for many years. I should report it." The imperial court recommends Brother Zhang to fulfill his ambitions."
Zhang He looked at the words on the wall in astonishment, his thin cheeks trembling slightly.
"Why, isn't this written by Brother Zhang?"
"Prefect Ren, this is not the first day we have known each other. You should know that I have not been so spirited for a long time. I have been facing the wall for ten years and trying to break through it. It is difficult to be a hero even if I cross the sea! This poem has an aura of never regretting it, and it is a good poem. Poetry!”
Zhang He looked at Ren Guangzu, the magistrate of Huai'an Prefecture, and said seriously.
Ren Guangzu was a little surprised and pointed at the words on the wall: "If it wasn't written by Brother Zhang, who could it be?"
Zhang He shook his head slightly, stretched out his hand and said: "Prefect Ren, come to the house to talk. I will send someone to inquire."
Ren Guangzu solemnly said: "This person must be found. Such a talented person should be used by the imperial court. You don't know that the imperial court has issued documents three times this year to recruit talents. The emperor is thirsty for talents, and so are we. It’s like sitting on pins and needles.”
Zhang He promised again and again: "If you can leave a handwriting, someone will definitely see it. If you are appointed magistrate, please come and invite me."
Ren Guangzu nodded and followed Zhang He into the house.
Sip tea and talk about books.
Ren Guangzu was a little absent-minded. Zhang He knew that he was passionate about talents and sent people to inquire, but no one saw the person who left the poem.
backyard.
Miss Zhang Xiwan told her maid Xiaohe: "Don't talk about the person who left the message to anyone. My father will definitely blame him if he knows..."
Gu Zhengchen returned to the inn, feeling a little depressed.
It’s not that ancient literati liked to write graffiti. This was an elegant thing and a literati’s sense of humor. Li Bai, Du Fu, Lu You, Su Shi, who had never done this kind of thing, how could it be that when it was their turn, they felt like they were of low quality... …
Due to delays due to "illness" on the road, it's almost August.
Liang Jiajun suggested: "Since Zhengchen is in good health, we should go south as soon as possible and arrive in Jinling before the Mid-Autumn Festival. How about that?"
"Very good."
Gu Zhengchen agreed with a smile.
"Go and book a ship. We will leave Shanyang early tomorrow morning." After Liang Jiajun arranged for Liang Wujin, he said to Gu Zhengchen: "From Huai'an to Yangzhou, there are many inspection departments and there are many guards and sergeants on duty. I want to come." There will be no setbacks. We can reach Jinling in less than five days."
Gu Zhengchen sighed: "This journey has not been easy. I walked a lot today and am a little sleepy. How about we take a rest early?"
Liang Jiajun knew that Gu Zhengchen had just recovered, so he stood up and said, "In that case, Brother Gu, take a good rest."
Watching Liang Jiajun leave, Gu Zhengchen looked at Gu Cheng, Gu Cheng closed the door, and Sun Shiba also stepped forward.
"Sir, half a month ago, the Huai'an magistrate's office arrested a salt disciple named Zhao Sanxiu. It is said that this person is the small leader of the salt disciples. The prefect has reported it to Jinling, but there is no collusion yet."
Gu Cheng informed the news.
Sun Shiba nodded and said in a low voice: "At present, the county government office, the government office, and the Water Transport Office all have suitable positions. After all, these places are big and there are always things to look for."
Gu Zhengchen said seriously: "This matter cannot hurt anyone. Since we have to do it, we need to make it bigger, so as not to let it go unanswered and no one will respond!"
"What do you mean, sir?"
Sun Shiba swallowed.
Gu Zhengchen stood up and looked at Sun Shiba with cold eyes: "Two places, the government office and the Water Transport Office! Go, be careful and follow the method I told you. If you are questioned, remember not to panic. Gu Cheng secretly Answer."
Sun Shiba took out a suitcase from the box and looked at the four forearm-thick bamboo tubes inside. There was more fragrance inside. He saluted Gu Zhengchen and said solemnly: "Master, I'm going."
Gu Zhengchen nodded.
Gu Cheng opened the door and took a look. Seeing that no one was paying attention, he left with Sun Shiba.
Gu Zhengchen stood behind the window, looking at Gu Cheng and Sun Shiba who were walking separately. He looked down at his hands, sweating slightly.
Next door room.
Liang Jiajun looked at Liang Wujin: "Gu Cheng and Sun Shiba left the inn. It's already dusk. What did they do?"
Liang Wujin chuckled: "Master, they are knocking on the door. There are many widows in Shanyang City..."
"These two!"
Liang Jiajun shook his head secretly and glanced at Liang Wujin: "You are not allowed to go!"
"Sir, I am a serious person."
"You smile obscenely and don't look serious..."
"Unjustly accused..."
Sun Shiba arranged the bamboo tube in a secret and inconspicuous place on the east wall of the government office, lit the incense stick connected to the lead, pressed a crooked note with frequent typos not far away, and left easily, and then went to the water transportation On the west wall of the office, I found a secret place, quickly arranged my arrangements and escaped.
In order to ensure nothing went wrong, Sun Shiba followed the instructions of taking care of Zhengchen, changed directions several times, made two large circles, and then entered a restaurant, ate and drank, and carefully observed the surrounding movements.
In the dark, Gu Cheng also watched nervously. When he saw that there was nothing strange and no one was following him, he felt relieved and went to the teahouse opposite the restaurant to drink tea. The two of them looked at each other across the street and smiled.
Half an hour later, the two of them returned to the inn one after another. They even specially greeted the shopkeeper and brought some wine and food to Liang Wujin.
This night was a bit long.
Gu Zhengchen fell asleep at some point. When he woke up, Gu Cheng and Sun Shiba were already outside the door urging him.
At this time, the sky has not yet completely brightened.
After finding a few guys to carry the luggage to the pier, Gu Zhengchen, Liang Jiajun and others got on the boat. The boatman yelled until dawn before he punted the boat and left the pier.
At this time, dark clouds came from the northwest, and it seemed that a heavy rain was coming.
Gu Zhengchen looked at the sky and then at Shanyang City, frowning slightly.
Sun Shiba and Gu Cheng were also a little surprised. According to the fragrance changing time, it should be lit at this time. Could it be that the thing made by the master doesn't work?
At this moment, a dull sound came from a distance, followed immediately by another loud noise.
Two thunders shook Huai'an Mansion.
Ren Guangzu, the prefect of Huai'an, hurried to the scene and was secretly surprised when he saw nearly half a foot of wall that had been blown up and the holes in the ground.
"Master Fu, we have discovered something."
Tongzhi Zhou Gu picked up the paper and handed it over.
Ren Guangzu unfolded it and was stunned.
What an ugly word.
It's crooked, there are a bunch of circles, it's been daubed multiple times, and there are typos.
But the general content is still clear:
Release Zhao Sanxiu, the leader of the salt disciples, otherwise three thousand salt disciples will riot in Huai'an Prefecture, and all ships on the canal will be robbed!
"Salt disciple, good, very good! How dare you threaten the imperial court!"
Ren Guangzu's face was full of anger and he shouted sternly: "If the salt disciples in Huai'an Prefecture are not wiped out, I will not leave Huai'an Prefecture! Check for me, I want to know who the salt disciples are!"
Zhou Gu smelled the smell of gunpowder and said with some worry: "This explosion was caused by gunpowder. This matter is not just a matter of salt disciples. Your Majesty, please report to the court. The sooner it is investigated, the safer it will be. Otherwise, there will be endless troubles."
"The Water Transport Office was also bombed, and it was also left by the salt disciples. They claimed that if Zhao Sanxiu was not released, water transport to the north would be cut off."
The general judge will report.
Ren Guangzu sneered, these salt disciples are really tough!
Boom!
Muffled thunder rolled in, followed by heavy rain.
The rain fell, causing the more fragrant powder scattered around the potholes to turn into muddy water, which merged into the potholes and flowed away. It got dark, and lightning began to dance, and light and darkness continued to exchange on people's faces...
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Thanks to Chang Meng Leng for the reward, Jingxue thanks.
