CHAPTER XVI

Mr. has never officially taught the Gu family boy, but everyone in the house has tacitly accepted that he is a disciple of Mr.

The Gu family kid pestered Mr. to give him a "name".

But the gentleman only threw him a thick account book and said, "When you have calculated it, I will recognize you as my disciple." ”

The Gu family kid didn't understand, and Chu Fengge had never heard of someone who taught his disciples like this.

Worshipping the crane as a teacher is to learn to be an official and a man, not to learn to be a bookkeeper.

The gentleman only smiled and asked him: "What is the grain in the world? How many centimeters of rain does it have? How many taels of grain are there for the people? How much grain are enough for one meal and three meals for the common people? How much did the officials swallow up layer by layer? If he can't understand the small account, how can he be expected to settle the big account of the world?"

Chu Fengge's expression was complicated: "You really regard him as a disciple?"

Mr. sighed lightly: "With all due respect, although His Royal Highness is eloquent and strategic, he is not a person who cares about all the people in the world. If His Highness is the king in the future, there is a lack of a person to rule the world. ”

Chu Fengge couldn't help but laugh at himself.

Where do I lack the talent to govern the world, I just lack a you.

+++++++++++++++++++++++Past life, present life+++++++++++++++++++++++++

Wei Heming is completely famous in the capital because of this series of accidents, I heard that there is even a storyteller who made up a book about him and sold it in the teahouse, his name is nine-year-old Xie Yuanlang, and the most popular joke recently is "Xie Yuanyun Zhidou Yin Jiazi", every time he talks about it, the tea guests are full.

Wei Shangshu said "nonsense" in his mouth, but he sent people to the teahouse to listen to the book every day, and when he came back, he quietly repeated it to him, and he was happy to hear it, and he would order someone to reward the storyteller with a few taels of silver.

When Wei Heming heard this, he didn't cry or laugh, he just felt that his father was also a wonderful plant of the Dajing Dynasty.

As for those who heard about his reputation and intended to come to the door to make friends, Wei Heming only ordered people to be confused.

He Lan saw that Wei Heming's recent fame was not used, and he sighed again and again that it was wasteful, and when he was able to go out after recovering from his injuries, he invited him to join the poetry club built by several prisoners of Guozijian.

It is said that it is a poetry club, and although it is important to meet friends in poetry and literature, it is even more important to connect with each other.

Wei Heming knew these ways in his heart, and naturally he would not refuse He Lan's kindness.

Within a few days, he caught up with Guozijian's routine field vacation, and he was invited by He Lan to go to several poetry meetings.

Wei Heming sighed with He Lan every time: "Did you expect that I wouldn't be able to write poems, so you insisted that I come to embarrass you together?"

He Lan also sighed: "I only heard of your reputation as a prodigy, and I originally wanted you to cover up my ugliness for me, but I didn't expect you to be as talented as me, but now you and I are difficult brothers." ”

Wei Heming has been smarter than ordinary people since he was a child, although he has been able to use all kinds of weapons and loose weapons, but he is also good, but he only has one section of poetry and songs, and he has no talent at all.

He Lan is exactly the same as him, I really don't know if the name of the famous man in his previous life was broken out by him.

Wei Heming raised his glass to cover his lips: "It's just that I don't know what tricks they are going to play today." ”

The two looked at each other and smiled wryly.

Sure enough, the simple proposition of poetry could not satisfy this group of literati for a long time, and several elegant people who set up a poetry club ordered people to dig a small river in their backyard and play with everyone.

The wine glasses were hit by a foul, and nine times out of ten, they stopped in front of them, and they had to drink glass after glass.

Both of them are still young, and Wei Heming has not yet practiced the ability of not getting drunk in his previous life, and after only a few cups, a thin red appeared on his face.

After three rounds of drinking, the atmosphere became warm, and everyone stared at the wine glass that stopped in front of Wei Heming again and joked.

"This wine has a fate with Xie Yuanlang, and I can't solve Yuanlang's good sentence today, I'm afraid that he won't leave. ”

"Li Baidou has a hundred poems about wine, and Xie Yuanlang should also pour out a sentence and a half, right?"

"Wei Xiao Xie Yuan is not modest, but I don't believe that you can't compose poetry. ”

Wei Heming's body was young, and he was already unable to drink, and he was instigated to dizzy, raised his wine glass, was silent for a moment, and opened his mouth to sing a song of the wind.

The crowd burst into laughter.

"The wind is rising...... ...... Cloud...... Flying...... Vega ...... Jia Hai Neixi returned to his hometown......" Wei Heming seemed to have not heard it, and sang to himself, but he couldn't sing anymore anyway.

The crowd coaxed: "What about the latter sentence?"

“…… Returning to his hometown...... Wei Heming's mind was a little dull, and he vaguely seemed to see the two teenagers, who escaped the banquet and drank under the moon, and the wine was in a hearty place, singing opposite each other.

The man's eyes were full of joy and pride, and he sang "Ande warriors guard the Quartet".

Yes, the latter sentence turned out to be this.

Wei Heming opened his mouth, but this sentence was stuck in his throat, and he couldn't sing it somehow.

"Yu Xi Yu Xi Na Ruo ......"

He sat on the table, struck the bowl with a chopstick, and hummed half-asleep.

The crowd also drank a lot, laughing and getting drunk, and clamoring that he didn't sing count, but insisted that he should drink.

Wei Heming was also instigated, and took a wine jug and poured a full glass. He signaled to everyone, and just as he wanted to drink it all, the wine glass in his hand was taken away, and when he turned his head, he saw Chu Shen's warm and shy smile.

"Today, Xie Yuanlang is not strong enough to drink, so I will drink this cup for him and apologize for everyone, okay?"

Chu Shen said, raised his head, drank the wine, and rushed the bottom of the cup to everyone, winning everyone's applause.

The five princes went to the poetry meeting in person, and everyone was quite excited, not to mention whether he was favored or not, they were all princes, and they still had a driving effect on the atmosphere.

Chu Shen sat next to Wei Heming, and the two of them drank crookedly, and muttered "The time is not good, and the time will not pass away".

"Is Wei Gongzi okay?" Chu Shen showed his sharp tiger teeth and looked at him with a smile.

Wei Heming was a little drunk and confused, and looked at him with a very familiar appearance, and he was in a trance and confused the time, as if he had returned to the two teenagers who were drinking under the moon at that time, and muttered: "Ah Shen ......"

Chu Shen was startled by this voice, and an inexplicable sense of familiarity poured out of nowhere, and he stretched out his hand to touch the person in front of him: "You ......"

As soon as Wei Heming called that sound, he immediately snorted, and then saw that it was Chu Shen in front of him, his expression immediately changed, and he arched his hand unconventionally: "I've seen the five princes." ”

Before the words fell, he just dragged He Lan beside him and left, not even bothering to find an excuse to leave the table.

Chu Shen's hand retracted again, and slowly clenched into a fist.

Wei Heming secretly said in his heart, he was really careless this time, and he didn't expect Chu Shen to come to Guozijian's poetry meeting, but he didn't know that it was the annoying one who invited him.

He Lan squinted his eyes and said, "Eighty percent of them were found by himself." ”

Wei Heming looked at him.

He Lan usually looks like she can't wake up, and she looks even more lazy after drinking, and she talks as if she is whispering in a dream: "That kid is not kind to you, you stay away from him." ”

Wei Heming's breathing suddenly slowed down by half a beat, and he suddenly thought that if he could live again for a while, would others be able to do the same.

For example, the famous man He Lan who had never met in his previous life.

And this He Lan in front of him.

He Lan didn't know these twists and turns in his heart, and said, "I have some unrealistic news...... Listen, I'll speak. ”

"Hmm. Wei Heming's expression was solemn.

"I heard that this fifth prince has been in contact with the two of the Lu family, and ...... Shortly after you choose a partner. He Lan pursed her lips. "Just because he refused to be his companion, he did such a thing, and this is also ......"

The words are unfinished.

Wei Heming breathed a sigh of relief.

I really thought too much, rebirth is unheard of and unseen, and I still wonder if it will be just Zhuang Zhou Mengdie in my previous life, where did it come from.

He Lan looked at his watch but was a little unhappy: "I didn't want to tell you this news, but now that I have said it, why are you not surprised?"

Wei Heming shook his head: "I already suspected that it had something to do with him, but I wasn't sure." ”

He Lan was surprised: "How could you doubt him?"

Because understood.

No one in this world knows Chu Shen better than him, Wei Heming.

He has always been like this, always putting himself in a clean position, but he can hold all the benefits in his hands.

On the surface, it seems that it is he Wei Heming who benefits from this matter, but in fact, the queen's mother's house was besieged by the ministers, and the original little power was cut again and again, and I heard that the emperor also had some opinions about the queen because of this matter.

In the previous life, it was to abolish the prince first, and then abolish the prince.

Almost all the princes are looking forward to the prince's bad luck, but Wei Heming only knows one person who will dig a pit for the prince in this way.

It's just that the plan isn't perfect.

The most perfect result was that when Wei Heming was seriously injured, Chu Shen rescued him from danger, and then fought back for him as the prince, and the two received the punishment together.

In such a plan, Wei Heming will be grateful to him, the status of the queen and the crown prince will be shaken, Chu Shen will become a chivalrous king, and Wei Heming and Chu Shen will no longer be able to tear apart.

But in the middle, there was a He Lan to save his life, and a Wei Yuyuan to take revenge, but I am afraid that Chu Shen, who is still young now, will not be able to figure out what the problem with his plan is.

Wei Heming told He Lan about this cause and effect, and He Lan looked stunned: "Although I doubt him too, you are too conjectural, according to what you say, the five princes' scheming is too deep." ”

He Lan thought that it was just to avenge Wei Heming's ignorance, but he didn't want Wei Heming to think of such a big play, which was a little difficult to digest for a while.

Wei Heming smiled.

"Ah He, no one will treat me as well as you. The young man was drunk under the moon, and came to touch his head with a smirk. "Palace...... They all think I don't understand anything, they all look down on me and want to hurt me, only you treat me sincerely. ”

"How boring is it to calculate, I am your companion, and I am supposed to protect you. He said it with great pride.

The young man laughed loudly, but the laughter gradually fell into an illegible mutter: "...... Crane, I will never count on you. ”

I heard this, and I remembered it for most of my life.

Wei Heming closed his eyes, thinking that he was confused by the wine, and even turned out these things about the old sesame seeds and rotten grains.

He Lan still looked like he was not sober, and he was waiting for his answer with a strong spirit.

He said, "Then you just think I'm talking nonsense, no matter what, this poetry will really be unbearable." ”

He Lan nodded, and the two of them greeted their master and left.

After the two left, the sound of Xi Xisuo sounded behind the rockery, and Chu Shen's face was full of shock.

Wei Heming...... Who are you?