A half-golden full moon hangs in the deep blue sky, and there are not many clouds next to the moon, so it is very bright.
The evening breeze blows, blowing the lush green leaves on the gourd shelves in the Qijia courtyard. It sounds rustling and full of pastoral atmosphere.
These gourds were planted by the Zhou family. At the same time, this also came from Qi Yu's meaning. It was a kind of enjoyment to live in this kind of farm life in the capital.
Qi Yu drank a cup of tea and sat alone under the straw canopy under the gourd stand, looking at the bright moon in the sky in trance.
Although he seemed calm on the surface, there were turmoils in his heart.
Harry really lived up to expectations and really brought the Emperor Worship Church to its knees.
Although this cancer cannot be completely eradicated yet, it can be regarded as a substantial blow to it. The hatred that has been suppressed for many years in my heart has finally been repaid.
How can you not be happy?
However, this also reminded Qi Yu that the power of faith is very powerful. Sometimes, it can be no less than tens of thousands of soldiers. If this kind of foreign culture cannot be properly handled, it is very likely that the local culture will be destroyed. cause impact.
It's too early to consider these things now, and besides, I have already thought of countermeasures.
So, don’t be afraid!
Let’s talk about my own plan.
But in any plan, the results are all important, that is, whether the method will work or not.
If it is effective, it will be successful; if it is not effective, there will be no big fault.
And those who have merit must be rewarded, and the emperor did so, but this time he rewarded in secret.
Yes, the emperor is more willing to show his upright side to the world, while the other side that cannot be seen in the light must be hidden as much as possible, so he decided to reward secretly.
So, what did the emperor reward?
It’s a painting!
Fortunately this time, he did not reward him with his own calligraphy treasure, but instead gave him an authentic calligraphy by a certain person named Mi in ancient times.
antique!
This is of great cultural value and is indeed a good thing, worth some money.
However, Qi Yu was still quite puzzled by this.
Could it be that the money in the emperor's inner treasury was a little nervous?
Otherwise, why has he always liked to give calligraphy and paintings instead of gold and silver for more than a year?
It’s still the most affordable for money!
I was lost in thought when I suddenly heard the door being knocked.
oh?
Is this someone visiting at night?
The knock on the door was not only soft, but also slow and slow. The person who came must be a very calm person.
When he opened the door, he saw an old man holding a lantern standing outside.
It feels so familiar!
Looking closer, I found that it was actually Luo Yuan and Luo Lao offering wine!
Oh, what a rare guest!
Qi Yu calmed down and hurriedly saluted and said respectfully: "Wan Sheng didn't know it was Mr. Luo who arrived. I missed him from afar, but I hope you can forgive me."
Luo Yuan was startled. He did not call himself a lower official but called himself a late student. This was obviously a hint of his old relationship. Thinking of this, he felt a little guilty and hurriedly said: "Young Master, you don't need to be polite. You are bothering me late at night. It's me." excuse me."
"Lao Luo said something harsh."
Generally speaking, visitors usually don't choose to visit late at night, either because of something urgent or important. Based on this guess, Mr. Luo must have come here because of something urgent.
What's more, before this, he had always called himself: you, but today it was the word he called himself, which was unexpected and very happy at the same time.
Yes, this tone is very conciliatory.
Although this old man doesn't like me very much, he has given me substantial guidance. From this perspective, he can be regarded as a benefactor.
Qi Yu warmly let him in and had tea in the main hall.
This time, Luo Yuan was given the upper hand with great hospitality.
When Liu Quan saw a distinguished guest coming, he hurriedly made some fine tea. After serving it, he gently closed the door and left.
The two hadn't seen each other for a long time, so they naturally exchanged pleasantries first.
After that, Luo Jijiu started chatting and his words became aimless.
Even so, Qi Yu still heard a lingering pleading in his tone.
Well, this old gentleman must have something to ask for, but he is embarrassed to say it because of his face.
Whatever, it’s up to you to decide!
"Mr. Luo came to visit late at night. He must have something important to say. If so, you might as well say it clearly. You and my master are old friends, and we can be considered close friends who were born later. We don't want to see him outside."
"this……"
"Mr. Luo has something to say, but it doesn't matter. No matter what the instructions are, Qi Yu will never dare to disobey."
When the words came to this point, Luo Yuan was no longer reserved and asked directly: "I heard that the emperor rewarded you with an ancient calligraphy and painting. Do you want to sell it?"
Oh, so that’s what happened!
Generally speaking, all things given by the emperor should be treasured in theory, and some should even be placed at home as an offering. However, these are just superficial remarks, but in reality, things given by the emperor can also be changed hands.
To put it more bluntly, giving means giving away, and what you give away does not belong to you. Therefore, the minister has the right to change hands or sell it, but it doesn't sound so nice to say it.
As for the emperor, he turned a blind eye. This is why the emperor did not express his position after the death of the big black horse. Even if he was punished, it could only be regarded as disrespectful, which was meaningless.
According to Qi Yu's idea, this painting must be sold. Yes, instead of leaving it at home to mold, it is better to exchange it for some money.
So, he replied: "Shaocheng intends to take action, but who is interested?"
Luo Yuan was very happy and said: "In that case, can you give me a favor and give it to me on credit?" Then, he added: "Because I have been short of money recently and I really can't get any money, so I …”
Since ancient times, elegant people have loved paintings, so Luo Lao's move is reasonable.
As for the credit...
Qi Yugong cupped his hands and said seriously: "Since you have always admired this painting, how can Shaocheng not be beautiful as a man? However, I will only give it away, not sell it, and I will not ask for any money."
Selling is a transaction; giving away is a favor between two parties.
Thinking of this, Luo Yuan seemed a little hesitant again.
Qi Yu hurriedly said: "In the past, I was lucky enough to be promoted by your old age. This kind of kindness can't be compared with a mere calligraphy and painting? So, you can accept it with peace of mind, otherwise it will be Out of sight."
"Haha, that's good! If that's the case, I'll be so shameless as to win people's love."
Afterwards, the two of them held tea cups to each other, quite intent on extinguishing their grudges.
As the atmosphere became more relaxed, the words gradually became broader.
In order to resolve the previous misunderstanding, Luo Yuan also specifically explained why he did not win over any officials.
Here's the thing.
When Jinshang first ascended to Dabao, he once opened a large-scale enke, and Luo Yuan, as the chief priest of the Imperial College, was ordered to be responsible for setting the topic.
However, because the questions he asked were too unfamiliar, he failed to answer most of the exams well. Therefore, less than 20 Jinshi people passed that subject.
You know, the emperor was eager to form his own civil service team at that time, and wanted to trade the old with the new to fight against the elders of the three dynasties. What was the result? But no one is available!
It is precisely because of this that I found an excuse to fire Enke again.
Then, here comes the problem.
What does it mean not to realize the higher intention?
Old man Luo Yuan is such a fool!
Therefore, Luo Jijiu wisely retired early.
He was a cautious person and never interacted with any officials after taking office, fearing to cause resentment among his superiors. Therefore, he lived a life without fighting against the world.
Qi Yu suddenly realized that Luo Yuan was not targeting him. He didn't want to get too close to anyone.
It can be seen from this that there is no actual grudge between the two. The previous dislike was just political differences.
A few moments.
Qi Yu presented the calligraphy and painting and suddenly begged, "Shaocheng would like to take this opportunity to ask you for a chance."
Opportunity?
Luo Yuan seemed a little wary and retracted the hand he extended to take the painting, but said: "Tell me first."
Qi Yu stood up and bowed, saying: "My little girl Qi Xiaotong has a naughty nature, and the teachers in the school cannot control her at all. In view of this, Shaocheng kindly asks Mr. Luo to teach her and help her become talented."
What? train an apprentice?
And she’s still a girl!
Isn't this... a little inappropriate?
Qi Yu hurriedly said: "You just need to give me a few pointers. I don't ask her to be very knowledgeable. I just ask her not to go astray."
Seeing the sincerity on his face, Luo Yuan felt soft and subconsciously nodded in agreement.
Just as he was about to regret it, he saw that Qi Yu had already thanked him: "Thank you, Mr. Luo, for your help."
No matter what, if you say it out loud, it will be like water thrown out, so just teach.
Then, Luo Yuan took the calligraphy and painting with him and left awkwardly.
Haha, asking a senior priest to teach Xiaotong is like asking a lifelong postdoctoral tutor to teach elementary school students. Isn't it awkward?
However, Qi Yu's heart was filled with joy. His daughter's temper was really too wild, and only such a great scholar could control her.
