Chapter 176: The Son of Shoufu

"Xie Yuangong, I went back just now, guess who I met?" Liu Xuliao ran from home and went directly to Zhu Zhenguo. rane?n????．?

"Huh? What's the matter? Zhu Zhenguo was thinking about other things at this time, so he was not in the mood to guess Liu Xuliao's problem.

"The shopkeeper of the bookstore came to me and asked if there was a follow-up to your romance script?" Liu Xuliao saw that Zhu Zhenguo didn't guess, so he had no choice but to say things directly.

"There's a little more to follow-up, but it's not enough to print a copy, so let him wait a little longer." Zhu Zhenguo's trip to Beihe really didn't have any free time, so he rested for a while in this Cangbei place and wrote some.

Liu Xuliao mysteriously took out a small cloth bag from behind him and handed it over directly. Originally, Liu Xuliao was still thinking about selling it, but at this time, seeing that Zhu Zhenguo was not in the mood to joke with himself, he took out the hidden pocket directly.

"Xie Yuangong, this is the money given by the shopkeeper for selling books, there are two or three hundred taels, and he said that he has been printing it all along, and then there is, and the shopkeeper also said that he wants to share some profits." Liu Xuliao handed over the cloth bag, his face was still a little proud, and he found this shopkeeper, and this time he did it, naturally Liu Xuliao's face was also a little bright.

Zhu Zhenguo took the pocket, and didn't look at it much, more than two hundred taels of silver, which is a huge amount of money for ordinary people, for the current Zhu Zhenguo, it is really not worth anything, but it is also the price of two sets of iron armor, and Zhu Zhenguo sent someone to customize a large number of plate armor in several blacksmith shops, which is still a little tight, two hundred taels more, and two more sets can be ordered.

"He is responsible for the printing cost and gives him forty percent." Zhu Zhenguo didn't say much, this matter looks like a business and needs to be negotiated by both parties, but where does Zhu Zhenguo have the heart to negotiate this matter, he directly said what he decided. I also know in my heart that I can't make a lot of money with this "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", if this book really sells well, it will inevitably be pirated all over the sky, and there is no copyright in this era.

"Okay, I'll get back to him later. Xie Yuangong, the story you wrote is really interesting, I watched it for a while today, it is really exciting, why do you say that Lu Bu is so powerful, Liu Guanzhang and the three of them can't beat him. Then Guan Yu is a character who killed the general Hua Xiong with warm wine and kung fu, why can't he fight Lu Bu? Liu Xuliao obviously really watched Zhu Zhenguo's Three Kingdoms, and he obviously couldn't read the main book, but he was still a little interested in watching this fight, kill and kill.

"I've grown up, and I know how to read." Zhu Zhenguo was also a little surprised, he really didn't expect that Liu Xuliao would still have the heart to read the Three Kingdoms he wrote.

"Xie Yuangong, what are you talking about, I am also extraordinary." Liu Xuliao heard the meaning of Zhu Zhenguo's words, and was naturally unhappy.

"Will poetry go?" Zhu Zhenguo didn't talk about the previous topic, thinking that most of the poetry meetings invited by King Yan must be celebrities in Beijing, and bringing a messy Liu Xuliao would also save a lot of trouble. At least Liu Xuliao, the only son of this handsome family, there are still few people in Zhongjing who dare to provoke.

"Go, poetry or something, I like it the most, today?" Liu Xuliao knew that he was going to drill into the Star Picking Tower, and he obviously liked this kind of excitement.

"Come with me after lunch."

To say that the poetry meeting in the capital city, most of them are in the spring season, March is just right, it is the time of spring flowers, Zhongjing is on the bank of the river, Zhongjing is also located in the plain, to the south is the hills.

This year's poetry meeting was held by King Yan, who had just returned to Beijing, and this location was also a manor of King Yan. The manor is not small, built by the mountains and rivers, and a hill of forty or fifty zhang is directly wrapped by this manor.

Obviously, when King Yan was still in Zhongjing, he made some reputation in this literati circle, no matter how much he actually learned this reputation, but with the identity of King Yan, he also had a great reputation in this circle.

Zhu Zhenguo took Liu Xuliao and Ouyang Wenfeng and took a carriage to this manor, the manor seemed to have just been renovated, the gate was vermilion, and the large copper nail cap on it was also glowing yellow.

There were already guards with knives standing left and right at the door, checking the invitations of the guests entering and leaving, and also searching the bags of some seemingly suspicious people, after all, the owner of this is the emperor's son, so naturally safety is the most important.

Tie Niu, Shouxing, and Youcai could only wait outside the door in the carriage, and after Zhu Zhenguo handed over the invitation, the guard who checked the invitation immediately looked respectful, and even let the three of them enter the manor with long knives.

There are not many buildings in the manor, not even a real hall, but it is a quiet path, pavilions everywhere, mountain streams lead directly into the garden, the living water in the artificially dug pond is clear, and the half-sized new lotus leaves have also grown.

There are already a lot of people in the park, the sun has just tilted, shining on a bluestone paved mountain path, this scene into Zhu Zhenguo's eyes, it feels a little familiar, as if it is a blockbuster that he saw in some photography exhibitions in his previous life.

Don't take the mountain road, walk slowly to a small path next to it, the air still carries the aroma of the wilderness, the three of them walked for a short time, they saw a meadow, and there were a lot of tables and chairs on the grass, and there were also a lot of Confucian scholars sitting on the tables and chairs, all of them were young and handsome, and three or five people gathered together, laughing and laughing.

"Brother Zhu, brother Zhu, long time no see."

As soon as Zhu Zhenguo arrived at the venue of this poetry meeting, he was still looking left and right, and he heard someone calling for himself, and looked to the left, it was Le Wenguo, who was secretly fighting with himself in the Shangyuan Poetry Society, and he was also a jinshi of the new middle school last year. This Le Wenguo, Zhu Zhenguo can see it, at this time he is quite open-minded, even if he loses his literary talent at the poetry meeting, he still has a few courtesies to meet himself, and the style of the literati can still show a lot in this Le Wenguo.

"It turned out to be Brother Le, I'm glad to be happy." Zhu Zhenguo is also a courtesy.

"Eh... Brother Zhu is too polite, I admire Brother Zhu's talent very much, and a song "Qingyu Case" is even more famous in Jinghua, and I have read Brother Zhu's miscellaneous works when I come in, and I am even more admired. Le Wenguo is more respectful, this miscellaneous work is obviously "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", in this world of Confucian sacred studies, such a romance script, of course, is a miscellaneous work that has nothing to write for fun.

"Brother Le has won the award, and the younger brother is just a person, and he can't compare to Brother Tai Jinshi and the first." Zhu Zhenguo is also polite and modest. On this occasion, these basic etiquettes should be more thoughtful.

The two were polite, and seven or eight people on both sides sat together, talking and laughing.

Not long after, seven or eight more people came out of the path, one in front of the head dressed luxuriously, and a few people on the left and right gathered behind these thirty-year-old scholars.

The scholar walked over slowly, passing by Le Wenguo's side, this Le Wenguo immediately stood up to salute, Zhu Zhenguo didn't react for a while, and then stood up too.

It was this half-beat slower get up, so that the thirty-year-old noble gentleman looked at Zhu Zhenguo left and right a few times, and then looked at Ouyang Wenfeng and Liu Xuliao. opened his mouth and asked: "Wen Guo, who are these three people with knives, they are really bold, and they actually brought knives into Yanwang Manor." ”

"Rong Zai introduced below, this is Zhu Jingyuan Zhu Gongzi, the son of Lord Shoufu, and this is Dajiang County... Le Wenguo had already heard the unhappiness in Zhu Jingyuan's words, and introduced it with sincere fear.

Zhu Zhenguo couldn't look at this son of Zhu Tingchang, and he was thinking in his heart, why did he get up half a beat slowly, this Zhu Gongzi was going to be angry, could the world be around him.

Just as this Le Wenguo was about to introduce himself, Zhu Zhenguo pulled Le Wenguo with his hand, and interjected: "In the next Jianghu martial arts, it is not enough to worry about it." ”

Zhu Jingyuan listened to Zhu Zhenguo's words, but was a little stunned, how could there be a martial artist in this poem, listening to this person's meaning, he didn't want to share his name, and he was also angry in his heart, but he didn't attack, just looked at Le Wenguo and said: "Hmph... Le Wenguo, you are also a jinshi of Xinke, but you are in the company of Jianghu characters. ”

After speaking, Zhu Gongzi turned around and walked to the front, walked straight to the chief table and sat down.

"Brother Zhu, you shouldn't be like this, offending this Zhu Jingyuan, it's really worth the loss." Seeing that Zhu Jingyuan was going forward with everyone, Le Wenguo turned around and said to Zhu Zhenguo with a sad face.

Where did Zhu Zhenguo put this Zhu Jingyuan in his eyes, and he rushed to the conflict between Zhu Tingchang and his teacher Ouyang Zheng, Zhu Zhenguo would not bother with Zhu Jingyuan, so he said: "Zhu Jingyuan is not in my eyes, Brother Le doesn't have to worry about it." ”

Le Wenguo had to shake his head, this Zhu Zhenguo offended Zhu Jingyuan, but he also offended himself, which is really not a good thing. (To be continued.) Announcement: Biquge APP is online, supporting Android and Apple. Please pay attention to the WeChat public account to enter the download and installation: appxsyd (press and hold for three seconds to copy)