There are some truths that the ancients did not understand, but only modern people understand, such as the law of conservation.
According to the principle of conservation law, fame will not increase without reason, but will only be transferred from one person to another.
Physics teacher: "Is this how I teach you?"
As Su Dongchu's fame increases, one or more people's fame must decrease.
Speaking of declining fame, we have to mention Zhao Bingfang. It can be said that Su Dongchu's increased fame comes almost entirely from Zhao Bingfang.
Overnight, Zhao Bingfang went from being admired by thousands of people for his poetry and poetry, to falling directly into the bottom of the valley and becoming the laughing stock of Sioux City.
Zhao Bingfang was well aware of this situation, so after returning from Zhuangyuan Building, he locked himself in the room and refused to come out to see anyone.
He simply couldn't accept that those who once regarded him as an idol were now mocking him.
"Master hasn't come out of the house yet?"
At this time, a middle-aged man with a thin body and sharp eyes walked over.
This person is none other than Zhao Xu, the master of the Zhao family, a rather legendary figure.
Unlike the Su family, Wang family, and Song family, which have been passed down for generations, the Zhao family was established by Zhao Xu.
It is said that Zhao Xu was just a book boy before establishing the Zhao family. Later, he was appreciated by his master and was promoted to a slave. With decades of hard work, he finally built up such a large business as the Zhao family.
"If you want to reply to the master, the young master hasn't come out yet."
The maid responsible for Zhao Bingfang's daily life was like a frightened rabbit when she heard the sound, her whole body trembled involuntarily, and she did not dare to look at the middle-aged man.
"Useless things……"
Zhao Xu raised his hand to slap the maid, but in the end he stopped in mid-air and shouted: "Get out of here."
The maid was relieved and fled quickly.
After the maid left, the fierceness on Zhao Xu's face disappeared. He looked at the room with a worried expression and knocked lightly on the door.
"Son, it was just something embarrassing at the Zhongyuan Poetry Festival. No one will care. Don't take it too seriously and come out to eat quickly."
"This man! No matter how hard he thinks about it, as long as he is full, he will be in a good mood."
Zhao Xu was like an ordinary old farm father, constantly persuading Zhao Bingfang to be more liberal.
After a long time, a frustrated voice came from the room, "Dad, I am now a joke in Su City. I was crushed by Su Dongchu when I wrote poems. I was also humiliated as trash by him in public. When I left, I became incontinent in public. I I don’t have the nerve to go out and let me starve to death.”
"Actually, it's nothing. As long as you are shameless, these are all trivial matters."
"I am one of the four great talents in Sioux City, and I am also an expert in poetry and poetry. How can I be shameless?"
"I never thought that one day you would be burdened by these false names."
Although Zhao Xu and Zhao Bingfang are father and son, their values are completely different. The face that Zhao Bingfang cares about is not as good as a white-faced steamed bun in Zhao Xu's eyes.
Because Zhao Xu, who has climbed up from the bottom step by step, has seen too many people sell their dignity and face just for a bite to eat.
Over time, he felt that face and dignity were worthless, and only shameless people could make big money.
"That's it!"
Zhao Xu sighed and his eyes gradually turned cold, "You don't have to worry about this matter. Give dad a month and a half. At that time, I will let the two Su brothers kneel in front of you and admit their mistakes."
"Dad, what are you going to do?"
"You are a smart boy. Can you guess why our family purchased so much ramie this year?"
Hearing this, Zhao Bingfang fell into silence and thought for a moment. His eyes suddenly lit up and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.
…
Zhuangyuan Street, the restaurant of the third brother's family.
Although there are many restaurants in Zhuangyuan Street, Jiang Yifeng only loves his third brother's restaurant. In addition to wanting to take care of his third brother's business, the other reason is that he can sign IOUs here.
Not long after Jiang Yifeng sat down, Xu Ning came over with a slovenly scholar with patches on his clothes and a lazy look.
"Boss, this is my friend who is good at painting pictures of ladies. His name is Tang Shubai."
After Xu Ning finished speaking, he pulled Tang Shubai and said, "Hurry up and meet my boss. If you perform well, the boss may hire you. You will get three taels of silver a month."
Tang Shubai glanced at Xu Ning, "Didn't you regard money as a dirty thing before? Why did you insist on dragging me in for these dirty things now?"
Xu Ning opened his mouth and wanted to explain, but in the end he didn't speak.
Because he couldn't explain why he changed in just a few days.
At first, he just didn't want his parents to freeze and starve in the winter, so he agreed to work for Jiang Yifeng against his conscience.
but……
When he used his money to buy a large piece of pork and some rice noodles to take home, his parents' faces showed a long-lost smile.
If he remembered correctly, the last time he saw his parents smile was when he became a scholar.
At that time, he had doubts about himself and felt that something was wrong with his previous ideas.
"I knew you couldn't answer." Tang Shubai smiled contemptuously and looked at Jiang Yifeng, "I care about the world and will not do anything for you, but the food on your table is good. I haven't had such a rich meal in a long time."
With that said, Tang Shubai sat down, picked up his chopsticks and started to pick up vegetables.
"Taking without asking is considered stealing. Are you a scholar or a thief?" Jiang Yifeng did not stop Tang Shubai and said playfully with his arms crossed.
When Tang Shubai heard the word 'thief', he immediately stopped as if the pause button had been pressed.
Then, he looked at Jiang Yifeng with anger in his eyes, "I am a scholar, not a thief."
"It turns out that when scholars eat the food ordered by others, they can take it without asking! If you ask me, this is more like a beggar than a scholar."
Bang!
Tang Shubai suddenly slapped the table hard and said angrily: "If it weren't for the fact that Xu Ning often helps me, do you think I would come to see you, a person who smells like copper?"
"Xu Ning is already very poor in my eyes. I didn't expect that you still need his help. I guessed right, you are really a beggar."
"I'm not a beggar!"
Jiang Yifeng did not refute Tang Shubai, but picked up a bowl and knocked out a gap, "Do you dare to take this bowl and kneel on the street to see if anyone throws money to you?"
"I……"
Tang Shubai wanted to say that he dared, but in fact he didn't dare at all.
On the way here, he was kneeling on the street without even holding a broken bowl. Someone threw a copper coin at him. After he picked up the copper coin, he severely reprimanded him.
Although he was very reluctant to admit it, the fact was that if he went out in this outfit, he would indeed be regarded as a beggar.
Seeing that Tang Shubai didn't dare to stretch out his hand, Jiang Yifeng sneered, "As a scholar, you are slovenly and unkempt all day long, so your home must be very dirty too!"
Tang Shubai's face turned red, "A scholar should be trying to sweep away the world, how can he live in peace in one room?"
Jiang Yifeng mocked and said: "If you can't sweep a house, how can you sweep the world?"
