908: Who is not a little princess (3)

When it comes to scumbags, I think of Chen Shimei, and I think of him abandoning his wife and children in order to cling to the powerful, which can be described as a representative figure of scumbags in ancient and modern times.

How many people know that Chen Shimei not only did not abandon his wife and children, but he was also a good official who was honest and upright?

This is the power of the literati, who can poke people on the pillar of historical shame with a pen, and be spurned by people for all generations.

As for the truth?

Hehe, haven't you heard a word - open your mouth to spread rumors, refute rumors and break your legs?

Ordinary people like bloody gossip and prefer stories with ups and downs and twists, but as for the truth, few people care.

"That Liu Xi...... She's really a shrew, she's trying to tear her face and have a deal with us?"

"Is there a woman who doesn't hold grudges?"

Some people snorted disdainfully, but a little weakness flashed in their eyes.

However, this wisp of weakness was quickly annihilated.

The Golden Scale Pavilion is open to the public for free, and they have obtained the qualification to enter the pavilion, and of course they are eligible to enjoy all the benefits inside.

They don't owe anything to Marushu, whether it's borrowing books, copying books or other benefits, they are all provided voluntarily by Marushu.

Since it was voluntary, they were not considered to have received the favor of Marushu.

In this way, where can it be regarded as "repaying grievances with virtue"?

Does Maruzhou still want to play hooligans and fail to repay his kindness?

They despise Jiang Pengji's gender, but they are not too stupid, after all, Jiang Pengji is powerful and powerful, and they don't.

When they saw the title on the billboard, they panicked for a while, and then comforted themselves.

Two days later, nothing happened.

"Sure enough—it's just a bluff!"

They were quiet for two days, and now they jumped out again, not only slandering Jiang Pengji, but even finding fault with the Golden Scale Pavilion.

No matter how popular they are, at least their reputation is much better than that of many obscure people.

Black and red are also red!

It's just—

Something was wrong with the atmosphere.

Soon, they couldn't laugh anymore.

The scribes who had been talking to them were gone, and every time they talked to them about something, they would always be excused for various reasons.

When many familiar faces saw their faces, they covered their noses with their sleeves and walked around quickly.

Occasionally, I can hear others whispering, and from time to time I glance at them with my eyes, with a little contempt in my eyes.

"Brothers—"

In the courtyard of the poetry club, I saw a few friends sitting on the ground in the distance, and everyone had a pleasant smile on their faces, as if they were talking about something.

One of them came up, and before he could make a move, the others scattered one after another.

"This, this ......"

The man froze in place like a log, his face flushed, embarrassed and angry.

Finally, he blocked a young and thin scribe and insisted on asking what was wrong.

How can he say that he is also a fighter who dares to fight against power, why do others treat him like this?

The Hanmen scholar said, "You still don't know what happened?"

He was holding back the fire in his heart, and he didn't have a good breath, "In the past few days, I have been concentrating on studying the classics, where can I have time to care about the outside?"

It's just that there are too many good books in the Golden Scale Pavilion, and he always feels that there is not enough time to study.

When the Hanmen scholar heard this, the contempt in his eyes deepened.

Before he could have a seizure, the Hanmen scholar said, "If you don't know, you can go to the Golden Scale Market and stay for a while." ”

After all, the Hanmen scholar was afraid that others would see him mixed with him and leave in a hurry.

The Golden Scale Market is a commercial market not far from the Golden Scale Pavilion, which was also specially built by Jiang Pengji.

The Golden Scale Pavilion brings a large number of people, which is a great business opportunity.

The flow of people is huge, business is prosperous, and many people have embarked on the road to making a fortune.

Golden Scale Market, lined with shops.

This is an era of lack of entertainment, but Marushu still has some tricks, and many scholars like to listen to storytellers here.

Under Wei Ci's leadership, the storytelling industry in Maruzhou is under the unified jurisdiction of the government, and the rules of the industry are strict.

He even found a few gifted families to collect gossip on current affairs and let them compile them and tell them to the people through the mouth of a storyteller. He also set the rule - there must not be any remarks against Jiang Pengji, not half a word!

Of course, we should not exaggerate too much, and try to let the people know a real lord.

Wei Ci controlled public opinion through entertainment, and now it has begun to bear fruit, and the people love their Maruzhou Mu very much.

There are even ladies who have not yet come out of the cabinet crying and shouting that they want to marry her, even if she is a woman, she must marry!

This stalk was also changed into a script by the family, and it once became the hottest in Marushu.

Probably because the family was so good that many people were moved to tears.

You say, "Why can't a lover be married?"

What about the same woman, the infatuated should be treated gently!

Words like this are stunned by others.

However, today's stunned protagonist has changed.

The man listened to the words of the humble scholar, hurried to the Golden Scale Market, and when he passed by a certain tea shop, he suddenly heard his name.

He looked for prestige, and saw many people inside and outside the tea shop, and the storyteller in a Confucian shirt told the story with emotion.

He stood still and listened for a moment, his expression darkening and darkening.

After a long time, he patted the ruler and said, "...... For more information, listen to the next breakdown. ”

With that, he sat back in his place and took a sip of tea to moisten his lips, and the people nearby wailed.

"You old man, you are too unrighteous, why are you deliberately stuck here, so that people can't get up?"

"It's just--finish it in one breath, if you don't finish it, you always feel like a cat is scratching in your heart. ”

"Alas, I can't sleep today!"

"Storytelling can't be so out of context, it's obviously deliberately hanging people's appetite. ”

One day, with a knife in hand, kill all the broken dogs in the world!

The storyteller raised his eyelids, and he said, "Where is the villain who refuses to tell?" ”

The people were silent, but in a moment they were filled with indignation.

"That Zhao Xi is really shameless, he eats with a bowl, puts down the bowl and scolds his mother!"

"The ladies in the building won't be so shameless!"

"Hey, I'm not happy when you say that, what's wrong with the lady in the building? Give money with one hand, take off your pants with the other, and make a serious deal. It's like those few people, one race and one shameless. It's like in the book, more than ten years of sage books, learn the dog's belly!"

Zhao Xi, who was outside the tea shop, listened, his chest was tight, and he almost vomited blood.

He hurriedly grabbed a person to inquire about the content of the script, and the people were also enthusiastic and came as soon as they opened their mouths.

A young man named Zhao Xi heard that he had opened a free academy in his country, and he went to study with five like-minded friends.

Unexpectedly, he ran into bandits, and the six people were separated, and Zhao Xi was also lucky, he was rescued by a simple tree demon in the mountains.

Zhao Xi was surprised by the Dryad's beauty, and deceived the Dryad into liking him with his rhetoric, and coaxed the simple Dryad to follow him.

As everyone knows, Zhao Xi already has a wife in his hometown.

A few days later, Zhao Xi continued on his way with the silver money funded by the dryad.

When he arrived at the academy, Zhao Xi squandered it, pretending to be a noble son of a local scholar clan, and got the blue eyes of a Confucian surnamed Liu.

The great Confucian felt that Zhao Xi's heart was not very firm, and he did not plan to reuse it after the temptation.

Coincidentally, Zhao Xi heard that there were countless books in the Great Confucian, so he asked the Great Confucian to borrow books.

The great Confucian borrowed, Zhao Xi benefited countless from the book, and by this opportunity, he accidentally got the help of nobles and rose all the way.

After becoming famous, the tree demon asked Zhao Xi to repay the debt, but Zhao Xi said that the tree demon was confusing and burned him to death.

When Da Ru heard about this, he was upset for the dryad.

Everyone in the world knows that Da Ru lent books to Zhao Xi, but Zhao Xi said that his success was all due to talent, and he had nothing to do with Da Ru borrowing books.

Not only that, he borrowed his power, created public opinion, slandered the great Confucian virtues, and colluded with the dryad.