After settling down, the "living in school" is already very experienced, so it is not unacceptable that he cannot leave the school, but according to his bad deeds in the past, and he was personally taught by the old master when he first entered the school, he was a little unpopular wherever he went.

Therefore, the original two-person school house, in the end, no one wanted to be with him.

It's also happy to be spacious.

Chen Ji was assigned to the Chengxin Hall as a "son of an official eunuch", and various causes would make it impossible for him to make friends in this class, but in private he got along well with the military students of the Justice Hall, and he also met an acquaintance in the Justice Hall, who was the little son of the Zhanguo Mansion. As for why Song Qingming appeared in Fuxue, Chen Ji mentioned it casually, and the other party didn't say it in detail, so he didn't ask much.

I think it was probably Song Qingming who had a sincere conversation with the old country, and the old country felt that it was his own species, so he no longer suppressed it as usual, and casually lost a place as a military student and threw people to Qingzhou Mansion School.

As for the name Song Qingming for the time being, it does not depend on the "character generation" of the Guogong Mansion, so it must be earned by relying on more tangible things.

Song Qingming was not surprised to meet Chen Ji, but every time he looked at that guy's familiar appearance, he always felt a little strange in his heart.

He also asked, "Aren't you worried about ruining your reputation with me?" ”

Chen Ji often snapped the small folding fan, and replied with a hippie smile: "Everyone is half a catty and eight taels, and it doesn't exist." ”

Song Qingming didn't want to waste his tongue anymore, and felt that since the other party was sticking up like a dog skin plaster, he shouldn't have seen it if he couldn't get rid of it.

Soon after, Chen Ji was unanimously hostile to the students in the same class because of the glorious deeds of making friends with "inferior martial artists", and Song Qingming's few "playing" relatives were a little unbearable, Chen Ji still didn't take it to heart, and several angry people wanted to dump him with big ears. Later, he consciously began to avoid the old traces.

Chen Ji really didn't pay attention to the small actions of his classmates, anyway, except for cold words, no one dared to really stand in front of him and "glance sideways", for him it was just the disgusting feeling of stepping on shit, not a big deal but a little unhappy, plus Song Qingming avoided him like a few lines that he had finally set up, and he felt more and more that he should clean up those pieces of shit.

Reading is boring these days, so it's good to have some fun.

It's the end of March.

Chen Ji just received the monthly money from the Chen family from the door, and halfway through, he happened to hear a few cold words, the small fan opened and closed, and after a few reciprocating times, he lightly touched his forehead, raised his head and said with a smile: "The spring is good, the spring is good, but the shit is in a bad mood." ”

Looking up, not far away, Song Qingming was leading two people with similar identities from this side, and when they saw him, they were about to turn around and leave.

So Chen Ji jumped a few exaggerated steps, jumped over like hiding shit, and shouted to stop people: "I said a few, a certain family doesn't open a meat bun shop, why do you hide when you see it?" ”

"Although I've been stepping on dog shit these days, it's not smelly." Chen Ji raised his big sleeve and sniffed it between his nose, then turned to it, "I don't believe you can smell it too." ”

Song Qingming shook his head and didn't bother to speak. A lean and blackened young man stood up and said with a bitter face: "Brother Chen, you are from the Tongju Mansion, the background is deep, I am not a little worse than a little bit when I am born, of course I have to be very careful when walking, I don't have shoes to change if I step on shit." ”

Chen Ji remembered that this kid's name was Zhu Chenghu, his father was a hereditary thousand households in the Qingzhou Mansion City Defense Battalion, and Zhu Chenghu was the fourth in the family, and it was impossible to inherit his father's "grace" in this life, so he could only come out and fight by himself.

This is also the case with the other person, Lao Tzu has a good background on his head, and there are too many brothers in their generation, and the little favor on his father's head can't be shared!

Therefore, the military academy sent to Qingzhou Tunsuo is a good way out, and if you fight to the front line in the future, you may be able to go to the height of your father and seek a "cheap background" for your children and grandchildren.

Zhu Chenghu said, and another second boy named Sun Jingbing stood up with his sleeves crossed, his two thick eyebrows spread flat, half-leaned, and answered, "Huzi is right, Brother Chen should be a gentleman and an adult, and be considerate and considerate of our hard backgrounds." ”

Chen Ji shook his head and scolded with a smile: "I don't remember that we planted incense and worshiped brothers, this will be Brother Chen and Brother Chen's calls are Huanshi, and they want to collect money." The folding fan unfolded with a bang, shook it, and his eyes fell on Zhu Chenghu, and he said, "It's a holiday another day, let's lead you to make a few pairs of good shoes, but you are not allowed to hide from this son anymore." ”

Most of the Confucian scholars passing by in the distance looked at them strangely, and then walked away quickly.

Song Qingming looked at it fixedly, sighed twice, and also learned from Sun Jingbing's big sleeves, and opened his mouth danglingly, "What kind of heart do you Chen Gongzi have?" It's not good to be angry with these future officials, but we can't get along with a few idlers, so we don't worry about becoming an official in the future and becoming a lonely minister that everyone hates? Or did you not plan to be this official at all? Song Qingming twisted his eyebrows, and said for a moment, "Even if you really don't become an official, you should think about Chen Tongju, many people in Fuxue are big or small officials at home, and you can't look up and see you, are you really worried about ruining your father's future?" ”

Chen Ji saw that Song Qingming looked serious, but he didn't plan to deal with it with a few vague words, and said: "I really don't plan to be an official, so I don't have to worry about offending these possible future officials." As for Comrade Lao Chen, he has been meticulous in his work all these years, his political achievements are not obvious, and there seems to be no mistakes or omissions, and he has not left much behind in and out of the woodwork, if such a good official still pretends to be blind and can't see it, then what is it worth doing for this Zhao official? ”

"Besides, if you have a bad conscience, the little boy feels that according to today's officialdom and internal and external troubles, how long can Dazhao last?"

Chen Ji said and ignored the changes in the faces of several people, and then said: "Otherwise, what do you think the officials of the entire Jokhang are collecting money for?" It's not for the sake of one day the mansion will be donated to share the weal and woe with the imperial court, right? ”

Song Qingming said: "Be cautious." ”

Chen Ji didn't care, and smiled: "I heard that there are many clear streams in the court, shouting to implement this national policy and that national policy, and enable this person and that person, otherwise the country will be destroyed, and in the end it is just a few boards...... Speaking of which, I don't understand how anyone can be proud of being a court rod. Such a brazen person was even pushed to the so-called clear stream ......"

Song Qingming Yuguang looked at it privately and reminded: "Be cautious." ”

Zhu Chenghu and Sun Jingbing glanced at each other and nodded busily.

Chen Ji smiled, really didn't say anything anymore, and instead said, "I have an idea this time, thinking about making some pocket money, do you have the will to join a gang." ”

Song Qingming is okay, Zhu Chenghu's eyes lit up immediately, the two of them are really tight, they don't study well at a young age, scholars visit those Qinglou Chu Pavilions, this hobby, where is the money paid by the family enough to spend.

"Brother Chen, what are your good ideas?" Zhu Chenghu asked first, eager to try.

Chen Ji said: "Why don't you go to my school house and sit down and sum it up?" ”

Zhu Chenghu looked at Song Qingming, "Brother Qingming? ”

Sun Jingbing also looked over, waiting for Song Qingming to come up with an idea.

Song Qingming couldn't bear to be disappointed by the two friends, nodded, and added, "If it's those shady things, don't blame us for not recognizing you...... I don't recognize your identity as the eldest son of Chen. ”

Chen Ji nodded like a chicken pecking rice, squinted his eyes and said, "I swear in the name of Comrade Lao Chen that it must be a good thing that conforms to the laws of Dazhao and Qingzhou folk customs." ”

The three of them were suspicious, and followed Chen Ji towards the school house, which naturally attracted a burst of attention on the way.

Occasionally, there are also words such as "actually stammering a concubine" into his ears, Chen Ji glanced at those people and made a note in his heart.

Song Qingming's face was as usual, and these words had been heard a few years ago.

Chen Jiwan'er immediately raised his head and laughed, very rampant.

……

“…… Don't talk about you...... Can this newspaper be sold, even if it does, so many editions...... Someone has to write about it! With your reputation in Qingzhou's literati circle, who would be willing to have anything to do with you? ”

Zhu Chenghu stumbled and said his worries, and Sun Jingbing nodded next to him, and the two listened to it for a long time, and more or less understood the meaning of this "newspaper", but they felt that this was a means of collecting money, and it was simply a loss for money.

Song Qingming sat on the empty bed, and he didn't speak since he entered the door, and now he still didn't mean to speak under the help of Zhu Chenghu and the others.

Chen Jifan knocked on the "drawings" on the table and smiled: "Everyone is a cultural person, and you can't go to open a Qinglou casino, you can only start a cultural circle." As for the worries you just mentioned, I don't think there will be a lot of cultural people in Qingzhou who can't get along with money, right? ”

"Spending money is not a long-term solution."

"Of course, that's why you have to make content. Let's say we have a big official in the capital, right? There are two or three people who are called the backbone of the Qi Party, and my old Comrade Chen is a native of Qingzhou and a reserve talent of the Qi Party. In addition, I see that there are all kinds of novels in the market, and the authors of these novels actually can't make a lot of money, so we can sign a contract for them, and a novel will be serialized in installments, and the pen fee will be much more than selling a book? If it sells well, and then sells the album, and promises a certain percentage of the share, I don't believe that no one will be tempted. And those old pedants who like to choke on ink, we can open a page for them to comment on current affairs, and if you have money, you can also scold those you are not used to, don't the old pedants want to try? In addition, all kinds of gossip and gossip after tea and dinner can also be boarded, and there are always people who like it...... All this, after setting up the model, according to the background of a few of us, even if someone imitates it, we have to weigh it. ”

“……”

Chen Ji suddenly found that the two guys in front of him were a little confused.

Song Qingming got up and walked over, "You can try!" ”

"Hey, by the way, a few people just pay the silver, and leave all the things in the future to me, and when the day comes, I will naturally send you dividends and silver, of course, you can't be lazy if you make trouble......"

Zhu Chenghu and the others looked at Song Qingming's horse, and slapped the board at the moment, "Listen to Brother Ming." ”

"Yes." Chen Ji knocked his forehead with a fan and said happily: "In addition to the newspaper, I still have a lot of ideas, if you are still interested, you are also welcome to invest." ”

Looking at Chen Ji's smiling appearance, the three of them glanced at each other and always felt that they had fallen into the pit.

Soon, Chen Ji took out three contracts from the table and handed them to the three of them, "I have already drawn up the contract, let's first set up a printing house as the owner behind the upcoming newspaper, and at the same time open a bookstore to sell all kinds of examination teaching materials." ”

Song Qingming looked at it suspiciously, and Chen Ji explained: "That is, all kinds of contemporary arts. I'm wondering if I can ask that Mr. Li to come out of the mountain and be the president of our Press...... That is........." Chen Ji thought about it, didn't know how to explain this president, and thought for a moment and haha, "It's the chief reviewer, the editor-in-chief, and the chief ...... The meaning of the article Grand Master. ”

Song Qingming knew Chen Ji's so-called "who Mr. Li is", and felt that Chen Ji was whimsical, so he didn't care about the meaning of "president".

"Let's see if there is anything else that needs to be added to the terms of the contract, once it is signed, you will have to act according to the contract in the future." Chen Ji said, took a cup of tea from the table, and moistened his throat, "The printing house has not decided on a name for the time being, and decided to make up a thousand shares first, that is, the amount of a thousand copies, after all, a small business, ten taels of silver per share, I recognize half, and the remaining three see how much each recognizes?" When the time comes, the money is earned, and the rest is divided in this proportion after deducting operating expenses and investment reserves. ”

Song Qingming swept it over and motioned for Zhu Chenghu and the two to recognize it first.

Zhu Chenghu summed it up and said, "I'll admit a hundred." ”

"I'm a hundred, too."

Song Qingming bowed his head and said, "Then the remaining three hundred are mine." ”

Chen Ji smiled: "Shuang Li, the three of you please fill in the proportion at the stock subscription office, and then sign and draw a pledge, each of them signs two copies, one for you to take, and one for me to keep ......"

After a while, the host and guest are happy? It doesn't seem to be the case, Zhu Chenghu began to have a painful look on his face after signing it, and it was a real thousand taels of silver, and he was "deceived" in a few words.

"Is it too late to regret now?"

Chen Ji accepted the contract, blew the ink, and smiled: "It's too late, haven't the three of them given the silver yet." ”

Sun Jingbing said: "You're not worried about us breaking the contract!" ”

"Hey, I can trust the little boy, and I can trust the two of you."

Song Qingming's brows furrowed slightly, and he soon became expressionless again.

After getting down to business, there's no point in staying.

Chen Ji sent the three of them out, and one of them shouted "Happy cooperation, happy cooperation." ”

After seeing the three of them leave, Chen Ji turned around and went back to the house, thinking, "Do you want to run away with the money after you get the money?" ”

In the spring light, the trio's minds gradually cleared up, and they were speechless for a while.

Returning to the military cadet's schoolhouse, Sun Jingbing lay down on the bed and muttered, "Why did we agree?" ”

"yes."

Song Qingming finally entered the door and smiled, "How many years has there been no new thing in Qingzhou City?" It's time to pass the time! ”

"Brother Ming, you don't feel sorry for the silver."

Song Qingming frowned, and said bitterly: "Who said that I don't feel distressed." ”

This time it was Zhu Chenghu's turn to be puzzled.