Zhou Zhi still found something strange in the young man's disdainful eyes. The young man was in a bad mood now, and he seemed to look down on himself. It's no wonder that although he said that he was wearing a green Confucian shirt and a square scarf on his head, he was dusty all the way down.

Besides, after all, he is from the countryside, and the kind of rustic atmosphere that he has lived in the countryside for a long time cannot be concealed, and he is very different from the well-dressed rich son in front of him, and there is no way to compare.

Zhou Zhi thought so in his heart, but he didn't feel the slightest inferiority. He immediately secretly thought, I am here to study, to study well in this highest university in the Ming Dynasty, and to get a good score in next year's big competition is the goal.

Thinking of this, Zhou Zhi's face was kind, and he bowed his hand to the young man with a friendly smile, and said, "This brother is not bad, I am indeed a countryman, but I did come to report to this countryman.

Guozijian will start school tomorrow, and I haven't found the classic hall yet, so I asked Brother Tai, I wonder if Brother Tai can tell me? ”

The words were very polite, obviously not wanting to lose peace with the young man in front of him.

The young man was slightly stunned, but then he pursed his lips disdainfully and said, "Hmph! I really haven't said anything about these years, and it seems that this country is not worthy of its name, and all kinds of cats and dogs have come to study.

See, the book hall is there. ”

The young man chattered, and finally reached out and pointed to the northwest direction of the courtyard. To the northwest of the courtyard is a row of houses, and the book hall should be in that direction.

Zhou Zhi hurriedly smiled and thanked him.

Then the young man ignored Zhou Zhi and walked towards the door of Jingyi Pavilion. The short and fat guy behind him stepped forward, pouted at Zhou Zhi and the three of them very contemptuously, and said coldly, "Hmph! It is only right for people like my young master to come to Guozijian to study, but I didn't expect the country dog to come here to study, and my young master and people like you are studying together at the same time, so my young master is really cheap, and there is really no reason. ”

For a small role like a short and fat guy, Zhou Zhi naturally doesn't pay attention to it.

But Qi Yanwu is Zhou Zhi's bodyguard and scholar, and Zhou Zhi's face is directly related to him. Zhou Zhi was insulted, and he was already angry in his heart. But without Zhou Zhi's order, Qi Yanwu didn't dare to say anything, only glared at the short and fat little guy fiercely.

"Oops! Are you still not convinced? I forgot to tell you who my young master is. Well, I'll tell you today. But now, you have to listen well, don't pee your pants in shock, my young master's name is Guo Xun, and he is the queen of Wudinghou. The little guy raised his face and said proudly.

Qi Yanwu didn't know what Wudinghou was, and after hearing this, he pouted his lips with disdain.

The little guy was annoyed and said, "What's the matter? Could it be that you are still not convinced? As he spoke, he rolled up his sleeves and was about to move towards Qi Yanwu.

Qi Yanwu carried the burden and ignored it at all.

Zhou Zhi hurriedly said to Qi Yanwu, "Xiao Wu, don't do much, what a noble person the Marquis of Wuding is, it is our pride and honor that his descendants can say a few words to us." ”

After saying that, he smiled apologetically at the pudgy little guy again. Seeing that Zhou Zhi was always measured in his speech, and looking at Zhou Zhi's appearance, he was quite respectful and jealous of Wuding Hou, and his heart was a little satisfied, so he followed behind Guo Xun and trotted towards the gate.

At this time, one of Zhouzhi's hearts rippled.

Zhou Zhi knows Guo Xun too well. There are many records about Guo Xun in the history of the Ming Dynasty.

Speaking of which, this Guo Xun is the sixth grandson of Guo Ying, Marquis of Wuding. The founding of the Ming Dynasty, Guo Ying relied on his courage and good fighting, and made immortal achievements, which was very popular with Emperor Hongwu.

Although Guo Ying's family started with military exploits, their descendants are not vulgar and unliterate martial artists. Guo Xun's great-grandfather Guo Zhen, uncle Guo Zhen, and father Guo Liang can all write poetry.

In particular, Guo Ying's father, Guo Liang, "is good at gathering books for poetry, and is happy to make friends with Confucianism". At this time, the Marquis of Wuding was Guo Liang. Although this Guo Xun did not have a reputation for the imperial examination, he was also smart and studious, good at poetry and writing, and was very accomplished in literature.

Of course, the current Guo Xun is still young and does not have those achievements. However, Zhou Zhi also knew that although Guo Xun also had meritorious services in the Zhengde period after Hongzhi, Guo Xun was proud of his talents and relied on his family power, and his reputation was not very good.

Zhou Zhi never expected that he would meet such a big man when he first came to Guozijian. Obviously, it is not good for him to befriend him, and it is best for a powerful child like Guo Xun to make friends.

According to Guo Xun's guidance, he walked to the dozens of houses in the northwest direction. This is the office of various officials and teachers of Guozijian, and it is still unclear which one is the classic hall. Fortunately, at this time, a white-haired old man came out of a house, and Zhou Zhi asked clearly where the classic hall was.

Knocking on the door gently, a little guy came out, and the little guy was a little sven, not as arrogant and domineering as Guo Xun's henchman just now.

Zhou Zhi humbly explained his intentions, and the little maid led Zhou Zhi to the back of the house. In the middle room, an old man with a scorched face and a very old man was sitting in front of the bookcase. Zhou Zhi hurriedly said, "Xiucai Zhou Zhi from Baiyue Village, Qingdu County, came to report. ”

There is no way, only by such means. Because although his mentor Yang Yiqing recommended himself to study in Guozijian, he did not have any proof or recommendation letter or anything like that.

Fortunately, the old man didn't care, opened the thick stack of booklets on the bookcase, looked through it for a long time, and then looked at Zhou Zhi's household registration certificate before nodding slightly. At the same time, he raised his head and looked Zhou Zhi up and down. It took a long time before he said, "Well, Lord Siye Zhuge said that you were recommended by Yang Yushi." ”

As he spoke, he stood up, and continued, "The old man's name is Yang Li, and he is the book here. The old man has been working here for almost twenty years, and it is still rare to see a young talent like you.

It's a great honor for you to be recommended by Yang Yiqing, the master of the imperial history! After you come, you must study hard, there is no comparison between here and the countryside, not to mention the number of books, and there are many talents. Hehe! Zhou Zhi Xiucai, study hard! ”

This Yang Li chattered endlessly.

He is just an eighth-grade official, and his official rank is very low, not as good as a county magistrate in a county. Maybe in this country's prison, no one regards him as an official, or even ignores him. Maybe only when you meet a talent like Zhou Zhi can you have the opportunity to teach in person and give full play to your residual heat.

Zhou Zhi patiently listened to his nagging, and Yang Li said to the little guy, "Wang Ke, you take him to the backyard to choose a place to live." By the way, see if he brought someone or not, so he will take care of it. ”

The little king didn't dare to slack off, and led Zhou Zhi out with a smile. Zhou Zhi greeted Qi Yanwu and Xiao Li Feng, and followed this little guy to the fourth courtyard.