Lu Zhenfei's mansion was much shabby compared to Zheng Zhilong, and when he pushed open the wooden door, the little servant welcomed them into the hall.

A plainly dressed and delicate-looking little maid brought tea to him. Hou Xuanyan picked it up and blew tea foam, looking at a couplet in front of the hall, "There is still righteousness in the world, and the heart of the eternal Dan is based on the past and the present." ”

Hou Xuanyan smiled and said to the little maid: "Lu Shibo has a heart to serve the country, but since Wen Tianxiang, I don't think there is any need for this. Today's Ming Dynasty has not yet reached the step of Yashan, how can it be so tragic. ”

The little maid lowered her head and couldn't understand, but Lu Zhenfei, who happened to come in, heard it, and he smiled heartily: "Wen Yuan's arrogance is undiminished, Ling Zun, I think it will fall on you to save the danger from the Ming Dynasty." ”

Hou Xuanyan put down the teacup, held the nephew salute, and met Lu Zhenfei. The latter hurriedly helped him up and said, "Your current identity doesn't have to be formal. ”

Hou Xuanyan has not seen him many times, although he has read Lu Zhenfei's articles in later generations, but what he has seen and heard since crossing has made him have no trust in the characters described in these historical books.

Before he couldn't figure out Lu Zhenfei's path, he could only play the role of a nephew.

Lu Zhenfei exchanged a few words with him, and the conversation changed sharply, and skillfully transferred to his friend, Chen Zilong. Chen Zilong is the leader of Jiangnan scholars, the leader of the literary world, and in the hearts of all Jiangnan scholars, they are their own people.

At the beginning, because he didn't treat himself as an outsider, he took advantage of Hou Xuanyan's illness to arbitrarily exercise Hou Xuanyan's rights, and he was demoted to Wujiang County as a county magistrate. Hou Xuanyan also established his authority in Suzhou through this move.

Chen Zilong's poetry talent is the best in Jiangnan, and after such a blow, how could he not write a few poems to express his dissatisfaction. He has a good literary style, a wide range of contacts, and is a well-known romantic talent. The poems made by such a person must be sung quickly, and there have been rumors that Hou Xuanyan is jealous of his ability to spread recently.

Lu Zhenfei coughed lightly and said euphemistically: "Chen Zilong is a little arrogant, but he still has talent, and now Wen Yuan has placed him in a small county, and the ignorant child doesn't know your intentions, and the rumor is boiling." There must be some misunderstanding between you, I think it is better to give him a chance to have a face-to-face interview with him, and maybe it will be resolved. Hehe, this is some of your uncle's humble opinions, what do you think of Wen Yuan? ”

Hou Xuanyan pondered for a moment, and thought to himself, if you write a few sour poems and find some people to intercede, I will take back my life. Then everyone will learn from you in the future, and it will be difficult to bring the team when the people's hearts are scattered. The control of the Suzhou and Hangzhou areas is not very strong, and this matter must not be relaxed. After figuring it out, Hou Xuanyan said: "Shibo doesn't know, Wujiang County is not trivial, it is the largest county near Suzhou. I arranged Chen Zilong there, which was an important position, how could it be easily changed because of a few rumors in the market. I think this matter is all those ignorant singers in the Qinglou, babbling nonsense and singing crooked poems and sour songs. When I go back, I will definitely put it in order.

As the saying goes, businesswomen don't know the hatred of the country, and they sing the flowers in the backyard across the river. What time of year is it? On the other side of the river, there are many white bones that have been killed, and the corpses are all over the field, and Jiangnan is still singing and dancing! Our soldiers have the idea of serving the country, and they have just made a little sign of the Northern Expedition. These pedantic literati, frivolous and prostitutes, have the image of a dead country. ”

Lu Zhenfei's scalp tingled when he heard this, he didn't expect that his tactful persuasion would lead to such a tough answer. However, Hou Xuanyan is still the actual guardian of this half of the country, and anyone in the world can do without him now, without him is like a dam bursting, and endless Qing soldiers will pour into Jiangnan.

Lu Zhenfei's legs trembled a little, he originally wanted to persuade Hou Xuanyan to use the literati of Jiangsu and Zhejiang Province through Chen Zilong. After all, since Hou Xuanyan took control of Suzhou and Hangzhou, he has used all the unknown people. He sat down on the chair and said, "Ling Zun is a great Confucian in the south of the Yangtze River, and Xu Shilin and Chen Hongmi are called "Southern Capital Sanqing". Literati, it is inevitable that some poems will exaggerate, but they do not represent their original intentions. According to the old and foolish opinion, Wen Yuan returned to Suzhou and Hangzhou to govern the place, and he still had to rely more on some scribes who were familiar with poetry and books. ”

Hou Xuanyan heard him say that Hou Yuzeng couldn't sit still, he stood up and said: "Jiashen is in trouble, my father sighed at home, "If the minister is in the capital, he should be martyred in the palace with neck blood, and there is no place to die today." I was listening to it and I was overwhelmed with emotion. You must know that after the emperor was hanged from the coal mountain, those righteous men and gentlemen fell to Li Zicheng one by one. licking their faces and competing to show their loyalty, they can't wait to change the surnames handed down by their ancestors to the surname Li.

Later, Duoduo led his troops south, Liu Liangzuo, Li Chengdong and others fought for the tiger, and his father and Huang Chunyao's uncle led the people to defend to the death, scattering all the family wealth, and the strength was not enough to catch the head of the city and die in battle. At this time, those scribes who were famous all over the world, Wang Duo, Qian Qianyi and others, surrendered the city faster than anyone else. As for Liu Zongzhou, Xu Wang and others, they are even more useless. On weekdays, he talks about it, scolds this and scolds that. When the matter comes, I don't dare to resist, I only dare to commit suicide by hunger strike, is it a little beneficial to the country and the people? In this way, he was praised as a martyr by those literati. I don't think they are martyred, but they are martyred, just for their own fame. This kind of waste of "talking about your heart and mind on weekdays, and reporting to the king when you die temporarily", I activated them, and the Qing soldiers came, did it depend on them to commit suicide and retreat from the enemy?

Since then, Wen Yuan has known a truth. A person's temperament has nothing to do with fame. Some people pretend to be high, but their knees are as soft as cotton wool. I employ people to avoid these shameless people, so that I can have this record today. Shi Bo is a father's old friend, I should have listened to what you said, but now that it is related to the fortunes of the country, please forgive the boy for not changing his original intention. ”

When Lu Zhenfei heard what he said, he couldn't think of a rebuttal for a while, so he could only pick up the tea to hide his embarrassment.

Hou Xuanyan chuckled and said, "I also made an appointment with an old friend to visit, so I won't bother Shibo here." ”

Lu Zhenfei nodded, got up and sent him out of the house, and when he returned to the hall, he saw many people coming out of the inner room. Although these people are all in civilian clothes, they are all civil servants of the Manchu Dynasty.

A middle-aged man with a white face and a long beard and a rather dignified personality is Huang Daozhou, the chief scholar of the dynasty. He brushed his sleeves and said angrily: "Hou Xuanyan is just a mere actor, he dares to look down on no one in his eyes and underestimate me as a superior person." He just won a few games by luck, so I will report to the Son of Heaven and supervise the troops to go out of Fujian to rescue Jiangxi. Let him know who can save the country. ”

Lu Zhenfei's face was worried, Huang Daozhou wanted to send troops for more than a day or two, but this time he was stimulated, and it seemed that he had already made up his mind. He persuaded: "The Zheng brothers are holding the court hostage and have no intention of enterprising, where do our soldiers come from?" ”

Huang Daozhou said with a smile: "The old man thinks that he still has a little reputation, recruit a village soldier, and when he arrives in the war zone, the righteous teachers from all over the country will definitely look forward to the wind." When the time comes, why worry about big things. ”