After sending Guo Sui away, Zhang Yue began to review the journey.

In the past few days, Tian He and others have collected thousands of scholars' texts.

Except for the first batch that has been approved, the rest are piled up on the shelves of Zhang Yue's study.

It's so dense that people almost have a phobia of intensity.

Unfortunately, in fact, the total number of words recorded in so many slips may be less than a million words.

In other words, the average length of each essay should not exceed 1,000 words.

Of course, if you are an ordinary person, even if you just watch it once, it will be very difficult.

It will take at least a few months to understand these texts.

But in Zhang Yue's hands, it is as simple as reviewing primary school students' essays.

First of all, his solidified massive knowledge, materials, and historical materials make almost all words, rhetorical devices, and allusions as easy as a primary school student's homework in front of him.

Saving time for thinking and pondering.

Besides, his arm strength and stamina are already bugs.

This led to his lightning-fast review.

Often, when a copy of the essay is picked up, within half an hour, the comments have been written and the conclusions have been decided.

The articles that had something to say were put on the table a few times, and the others were handed over to Tian He, and he was asked to put them at the door and let the scholars take them for themselves.

It's just that Zhao Xuan suffered.

This gentleman, Zhang Yue called to his side, as a chores, mainly responsible for carrying the slips for him, classifying and classifying them.

At first, Zhao Xuan was a little unimpressed.

But soon, he was bitter.

Because, he found that the speed of his handling could not catch up with the speed of Zhang Yue's review.

After such a busy afternoon, Zhao Xuan was already tired and panting, his arms were sore, and his limbs were twitching, as if he had collapsed.

But he didn't dare to rest.

Because, every time he slacked off a little, he could hear the voice like a talisman: "Grass, hurry up!" Don't grind! ”

It didn't give him even time to catch his breath.

As for being lazy or even throwing off his hands to do such a thing, if it was in his own home or elsewhere, he might dare to do so.

But here, he didn't even dare to think about it!

The lieutenant sitting in the pile of slips was like a demon god, which made him tremble.

For fear of making a mistake and attracting a violent beating.

Finally, Zhao Xuan gritted his teeth and moved the last few volumes of slips to the table in front of Zhang Yue, and then the whole person fell to the ground, not even wanting to lift a finger.

Zhang Yue looked at this gentleman through the gaps in the piles of documents, laughed, and said, "Grass, you can't slack off!" Go and pour me a cup of tea......"

When Zhao Xuan heard this, he wailed in his heart, but he had to struggle to get up and bow his head.

Watching Zhao Xuan staggering out of the door, Zhang Yue nodded slightly in his heart.

This gentleman is not hopeless.

At least, he was still afraid of power.

At least in front of himself, he is still obedient.

And as long as he cultivates his discipline and tempers his style, he will not be afraid that he will pit his ancestors in the future.

Putting Zhao Xuan's matter aside, Zhang Yue looked at the review work that had gradually come to an end.

There are almost 1,000 texts from more than 700 scholars.

Of course, most of them are mediocre and mediocre talents.

But there are dozens of elite scholars, and even those who are expected to evolve into politicians in the future.

There are not only big bulls like Wei Xiang who have left their names in history, but also characters who have been buried by history.

Even, someone may be a little more outstanding than Wei Xiang.

"Dajiangdong goes to the waves, heroes and heroes!" Zhang Yue couldn't help but sigh.

The wheels of history are rolling forward, ruthlessly crushing the dreams and youth of many people?

Looking at the dozens of articles selected from thousands of policy texts, which were full of words or dry goods and insights, Zhang Yue beckoned Tian He and instructed: "These dozens of policy documents, according to the names and addresses of the scholars recorded by them, you will personally come to the door to invite them, and invite them to come here the morning after tomorrow and meet me......

These people are talents.

However, Zhang Yue did not intend to let them enter the Xinfeng system.

For them, Zhang Yue had other plans.

"No!" Tian He bowed his head and walked away with the slips of those lucky ones.

……………………………………

If it is said that Qili and Shangguanli Avenue are the aristocratic districts of Chang'an.

Then Xiyin Street and more than a dozen Lu Li built around it are the wealthy business districts of Chang'an.

The mansions here are built in succession, and the largest mansion even covers an area of hundreds of acres, with hundreds of large and small rooms, and more than 300 slaves and servants.

There are even samurai with bows and swords standing guard at the door, and the style is no worse than that of ordinary lieges.

However, it is different from Qi Li and Shang Guanli.

Here, there are not only mansions, but also dilapidated rammed earth houses that have fallen into disrepair and leaked wind and rain.

There are not only rich merchants with big walls of Zhumen, purple clothes and brocade clothes, and big bellies, but also barren families with ragged clothes and thin yellow muscles.

Wei Xiang sat in the attic of a mansion on Xiyin Street, looking out at the life of the people near his mansion.

He watched as a mother poured the restricted corn she had just bought from the government into a large urn, and then mixed it with a large amount of bran bran, mung beans, and flour made from squatting owls and knots.

It is about the level of one bucket of corn with three buckets of bran and two buckets of the rest of the food.

As for the wheat flour rationed by the state?

I'm sorry, this kind of poor people can't afford it at all, and they have long sold their quotas to those who have money and are willing to buy wheat flour to make food.

I also bought about a few catties of wheat flour and hid it in the depths of the rice jar at home as a sacrifice for the ancestors in the New Year.

Looking at the woman's movements, Wei Xiang's sensitivity was touched, and he sighed: "Chang Tai rested to hide his tears, mourning the difficulties of people's livelihood...... Qu Zi's sigh back then is still the same today! ”

A man sitting across from him nodded as he listened, and said, "What the weak brother said, so do I!" ”

"In today's world, the rich are in the wilderness, and the poor have no place to stand, Lao Tzu said: The way of heaven is to make up for the deficiency and the loss is more than enough, and in today's world, the opposite way is to make up for the surplus and the loss is insufficient!"

"Ladies of the court, if you don't wake up early, I'm afraid of a catastrophe!"

Although, this person is covered in brocade clothes, jade ornaments at the waist, and his family is rich.

In particular, as far as Wei Xiang knew, most of the wheat flour rations of the poor people in this neighborhood were sold to his family.

But now, in the circle of scholars in Chang'an, it is already the mainstream, even politically correct, to be compassionate and sympathetic, lamenting the difficult life of the people, and vigorously criticizing corrupt officials and profiteers.

If you want to mix in this circle, you can't mix it at all without whipping the world a few times and shedding a few crocodile tears for the poor!

This trend began with the 'abolitionist movement' and climbed to the extreme in the recent drought.

Two successive campaigns have allowed countless people, whether they are the children of ministers, wealthy businessmen, or poor scholars, to get what they want in them - we can change the world!

This kind of mood has prompted the atmosphere of the entire Chang'an to change.

At least in the scholarly circle, there are more and more people who are willing to join the wave of changing the world.

It's just that......

Wei Xiang knew that this kind of change was superficial.

Just like the rich businessman's son in front of him, he is just talking.

If someone really moves the interests of his family for the sake of the people and the world, he is afraid that he will jump over the wall.

But there is no way.

Wei Xiang could only smile and say: "What Brother Wang said, it is true, Chen She's lesson a hundred years ago is still in front of me...... My generation of scholars, if I don't wake up, I am afraid that there will be a spring and autumn punishment in the future! ”

In the current scholarly circle, the ecological chain has gradually matured.

Those who have money contribute, those who don't have money contribute, shouting and cheering.

And a backbone like Wei Xiang, who is quite famous in the scholarly circle and has good popularity, is connected up and down.

After all, scholars are also human beings, so it can't be said that after reading Confucius's books, you can successfully cultivate immortals and open valleys, right?

Everyone has to eat, sleep, and socialize.

And to meet these needs, money is needed.

To be precise, a stable job is required.

For example, he served as a diner for a nobleman, or a staff member for a wealthy merchant.

This is the case for most scholars in Chang'an.

And there are so many scholars, and there are only a few decent jobs.

Naturally, the competitive pressure is high.

As a result, most scholars can only be reduced to copying and writing for people, writing manuscripts, and even doing chores and washing clothes for people to make a living.

It's been quite tough.

That is, after two campaigns, with the active participation of the children of wealthy merchants and nobles, the lives of the scholars finally became a little brighter.

You can rely on participating in the societies and debates organized by these people, eating and drinking, and even mixing up some money.

Among them, the children of wealthy merchants and nobles gained fame and popularity, while the poor scholars got food and clothing, and even obtained the rank of advancement.

It's a win-win situation.

Just like today, Wei Xiang is here because the son of the Wang family plans to organize a poetry meeting.

Exchange articles, make a name for yourself, and ask someone to invite him to consult.

Let Wei Xiang organize people to participate in such a cultural meeting.

This is also the subconscious choice of many wealthy businessmen now.

Ninety-nine percent of the merchants of the Han family, after they became developed, would choose to train their offspring in the direction of scholars, hoping to succeed in the transformation.

Wang Gongzi was about to continue talking, when a retainer of Wei Xiang walked in and said: "Congratulations to the young master, I just got an urgent report from home, and I have sent my retainers to come to the door in person, and please meet the young master in the morning after tomorrow......"

This is also the reason why Wei Xiang can sit here.

In addition to being quite famous among the scholars.

His own family is also very wealthy!

The Wei family is a well-known wealthy family in Jiyin County, with tens of thousands of acres of land under their name.

Since his grandfather, three generations of eunuchs, Naizu even once served as the lord of Henan County, which is 2,000 stones.

After the court, he gave a few rods and retired honorably as the director of Zhonglang.

Although in this Chang'an City, it is nothing.

However, with the background of this scholar, he is qualified to preside over and contact the scholars.

Otherwise, who will listen to him?

Wei Xiang listened to the report of his retainers, of course, he was ecstatic in his heart, and even couldn't hold back and wanted to go home immediately.

But on the surface, he still pretended to be indifferent, and said with a smile: "I know, after I discuss it with Brother Wang, I will go home and deal with it!" ”

And the 'prince of the king' can't sit still.

"Zhang Chiyou! Zhang Chiyou ...... "He looked at the young man in front of him, and his face and expression completely changed.

As the son of a wealthy businessman, he also has his own channels of information.

How do you not know how hot that Zhang Chiyou is in the political arena now?

Countless people want to cling, but there is no way to cling.

And the Wei Xiang in front of him got the other party's invitation?!!!

It's just ......

The best sister-in-law!

He immediately got up and bowed to Wei Xiang: "Congratulations to the weak brother, congratulations to the weak brother!" Thanks to Zhang Shizhong's luck, the road to Qingyun is just around the corner......"

As he spoke, he said with a smile: "I admire the character and knowledge of the weak brother in the morning, and I am deeply admired, and it is a pity to hear that the elder brother has no marriage match so far!" Just right, I have a sister, to be in the boudoir, twenty-eight years old, although it is the posture of Pu Liu, but I have admired the weak brother for a long time, if the brother does not dislike, I am willing to take the female brother and wife! ”

Wei Xiang listened, and before he could understand, he listened to the other party patting his chest and saying, "As long as the weak brother agrees, I will go and invite my father and mother to come here......"

"As for the dowry, please don't worry about the weak brother!"

He looked at Wei Xiang directly, and spit out his chips: "Five million dollars, five hundred gold, and one thousand acres of land, all of which are outside Chang'an City, there are five shops on Song Street, eighty slaves and maids, and eight sisters-in-law Teng concubines are married, all of them are graceful and beautiful, and they will not disappoint the weak brother!" ”

Wei Xiang only felt that he was hit on the head by a meteorite made of gold.

Dizzy, he almost lost the ability to think.

Such a rich dowry is almost equal to all the assets saved by his family for three generations.

It was really hard for him to refuse, if not able to refuse.

After hesitating for a moment, Wei Xiang endured the pain in his heart, and arched his hand: "Thank you brother for your kindness, it's just that this marriage is the words of the matchmaker, and the life of the parents!" ”

"My father and mother are all in Jiyin, I'm afraid it will be difficult to answer......"

"Brother weak, don't worry!" Wang Gongzi laughed, he knew that when he saw the opportunity, he had to start, otherwise he might be picked peaches.

He held his head high and said: "I can send someone to drive at a gallop next horse, and I will order the Zun Lingtang within half a month, and I respectfully invite you to come to Chang'an......"

He looked at Wei Xiang, who was still hesitating, and said, "Is the weak brother disgusted with his sister?" “

"Don't dare!" Wei Xiang hurriedly bowed.

"Then it's decided!"

"This ......" Wei Xiang took a deep breath, he knew very well that not to mention him, even his parents could not refuse this marriage.

Because, the scholars can hate the merchants, but they cannot hate the merchants' five baht money.

Especially a big businessman with such a generous hand, as an in-law, can solve a lot of problems for him that he can't solve on his own.

In fact, on this day, Wei Xiang was not the only one who had such an experience.

Those scholars who Zhang Yue sent people to visit in person to invite them, as long as they didn't have wives, they all became fragrant and sweet, and they were targeted by countless people.

Even a few who have wives can't escape the fate of being surrounded by wolves.

There is no way, the Han family never pays attention to the wife of the chaff and does not go to court.

On the contrary, when they become rich and rich, they are promoted and rich, and they abandon their wives and children.

For example, the great writer Sima is similar!