The merchant Mobley prayed secretly in the porter not to eat this brown rice with Hao Thirteen, and when he saw two Confucian scholars in Confucian shirts walking into Hao Thirteen's door, his heart was full of joy. It's already past noon, and it is estimated that Hao Shisan's unfinished meal has already been cold, can he still be invited to eat brown rice again?

Hao 13 saw an old man and a young man, two Confucian scholars walked into his mansion, and his heart was full of joy, those who have always won the world must be supported by literati and scholars, isn't it the literati who come?

Having a lunch, being interrupted by others three times, and not being able to eat lunch, isn't this what Prime Minister Cao Cheng said: "Zhou Gong spit and feed, and the world returns to the heart"?

I'm worried that no one has written a book to Zuo Junbi, explaining the problem, isn't this a good ghostwriter?

Hao Shisan himself can barely understand the Chinese traditional Chinese in italics, and Wu Liujiu can barely write, but what is written is only crooked, and the writing is still with hooks and circles, only Wu Liujiu himself can understand, and the other Fu Youde and others are also rough and ink, which is about the same level as Wu Liujiu.

Mu Youcai, the only talent who can write beautiful words, was left in Shouzhou by Hao Shisan, so the problem of writing to Zuo Junbi has always made Hao Shisan difficult.

Now that two Confucian scholars have come, no matter what the intention of Hao Shisan is, this letter must be written by them.

Exactly: I was worried that there was no glue, and the sticky bean bag fell from the sky.

Hao Shisan pushed aside the dishes and chopsticks on the table, and did not give words to the Confucian scholars, for fear that the words would be discordant and they would refuse.

"Which of the two gentlemen has the most beautiful handwriting? Please ghostwrite a letter for me. ”

The two Confucian scholars, one old and one young, looked at each other, and before they could announce their names or explain their intentions, Hao Shisan was not polite to them at all.

The old Confucian man stroked his gray beard. The ghostwriter just wrote a letter, reflecting that the time had come for him to "be useless as a scholar", and he didn't shirk it, walked to the table, and said, "How to write?" Please show me the manager. ”

"I read, you write, piggyback on polish!" Hao Shisan thought for a moment:

"The red scarf left handsome personal experience:

Thirteen Ming kings ordered and Liu Dashuai military order, Xingyi soldiers, get rid of the Tartars, now luckily to enter Luzhou City, heard that the left marshal is on the left, and the special book is meaningful.

When the city was broken yesterday, there were many lawbreakers, pretending to be the name of Zuo Dashuai, setting fire to the city, and the people howled and heard each other for miles.

Who is Zuo Dashuai? Therefore, Peng Zu's disciples are also, how can his subordinates accept such lawless people? In order to correct the name of the left marshal, the thirteen braved the disapproval of the world, captured his bandits, and beat his leader 72 people.

In the past, Yu Tonghe was captured under the account, and there was a gap with his big leader, taking advantage of my unpreparedness, he missed his death, thirteen eavesdropping, which was the nephew of the old Mengyuan Wanhu Boya Yanyu, Boya Yanyu and Peng Zu's disciple Li Pusheng joined forces, and it was expected that he should be the Maitreya sect for you, and the thirteen could not bear to be captured, and the internal disputes of the red scarf, he was specially let go.

…… Thirteen are willing to put wine on a high platform with the handsome and refuse the Tartars together. Thirteen was carelessly frightened and paused. ”

Hao Shisan picked up the old Confucian scholar's paperwork, blew the ink, read it again, and felt good about himself, "I hope that the disaster will lead to the east!" "Tell Wu Liujiu to send someone to go down the book.

Hao 13 expressed his gratitude again and again, served tea, and after the guests and hosts sat down, Hao 13 saluted: "Dare to ask the two gentlemen about their names?" ”

"No-Shi Yanduan!"

"Down—Robben!"

Hao Shisan's head turned around for a long time, and he didn't find the collision with these two names in his memory, but after all, he was a literati, and he stayed to write and calculate, so it could come in handy.

"Now under the thirteenth account, there is a shortage of scholars like you, please don't dislike the two of you, stay in my army, and it will be reused in the future!"

The old Confucian waved his hand again and again and said: "Don't misunderstand, my master and apprentice, in this troubled world, want to be idle clouds and wild cranes, just want to write two novels, in order to be famous for a hundred years, and have no idea of becoming a master." ”

Writing novels? Useless scholars!

Hao Shisan easily reminisced about the future generations of confusing and fascinated online novelists, who would not know anything but write novels. Hao Shisan is now busy fighting and killing every day, how can he have time to read any novels? Although literati are somewhat useful, it is not necessary to deliberately leave two literati who write novels for their own amusement!

Besides, people don't mean to stay, it's just passing by, and being able to visit the door can be regarded as enough face for Hao Shisan, the manager, or a gift to leave the country.

However, the reason why drama novelists in the Yuan Dynasty were popular was because Han scholars were unhappy as officials, and the people who pressed them were all cute ancients and color-eyed people, with different cultures and different political views.

Therefore, many readers have given up the idea of becoming an official and set foot in the world of illusory novels, among which the author of "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" and "Water Margin" is also such a person.

And so on -

But although these two have the same surname as the two gods, their names are different, not Shi Nai'an, nor Luo Guanzhong.

"So the two gentlemen are here? But there are good words to admonish? Thirteen also ask the two gentlemen to give advice! Hao Thirteen pleaded.

The old Confucian said: "I only have one word, the world is full of heroes, it will be a person who speaks of faith and righteousness, can gather the world's capable people, among the robbers who kill people and set fires, there are many people who dare to do things, and they can take the talents that can be used, and calm the world, relying on the people who dare to die, tolerating their crimes, and using the places available to them, it can be said that people make the best use of them." ”

The young Confucian said: "I also have a word, but it is different from the family teacher, there is a way, those who win the hearts of the people win the world, and those who take the world must be benevolent and righteous people, love the people like children, and use heavy codes in troubled times." In the three chapters of the Civil Covenant Law, the murderer dies, and the thief and the wounder are guilty. Mr. Hao does have a few benevolent spirits, and there will definitely be talented people who are willing to assist, just as Zi said: 'Far away people are not convinced, and since the cultivation of Wende' is also. ”

Hao Shisan can also hear that this old man and the young man, the old man is the teacher of the young man, and the old man has a lot of complaints about the person who killed Zuo Junbi, so he doesn't want to serve under him.

The young man is quite identified with himself, but he travels with the teacher, so he naturally has to obey the teacher's arrangement, how can he not succeed in his studies and embark on his own career?

Hao Shisan didn't want to force these two people, after all, he didn't know how far he could go, didn't Xu Shu, who was tied up by Cao Cao, also say nothing? Let them go, the taste of hunger is indeed not good.

Since the two gentlemen are unwilling to condescend, I don't know where the two gentlemen want to go, and the thirteenth prepares some Sichuan travel expenses for the two gentlemen, hoping that the two gentlemen will laugh at it."

Wu Liujiu comprehended Hao Shisan's meaning, and took out a hundred copper coins, and the two gentlemen were also shy in their pockets, wanting to accept it, but they felt ashamed.

"The two gentlemen don't have to be polite, it's all about subsidizing the two of them to write, I hope the two of you will work hard to write a book and become a masterpiece as soon as possible!"

Hao 13 is so generous and sincere, to take it or not to take it? If you don't take it, you lack money; Take it, lack of air. The two Confucian scholars looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

……

It was getting late, and the monkey came back tired and like a dog. Although it was just to distribute food to the people, one person and one bucket, but his head really couldn't turn, and there were many people and it was noisy, and his original vague head was half water, half noodles, and he was noisy and mushy.

However, after all, he has been with the boss for a long time, and on the way back to the camp, he must cheer up and sing a military song to boost morale.

"The warriors of the Three Kingdoms are brave, Zhao Zilong is the first to be recommended, the hero of Changsaka Slope, the retreat of thousands of generals, the killing of millions of soldiers, and the peace of the arms of Adou. There is also Zhang Yide, in front of the Dangyang Bridge, etc., seven chirps and clicks, the bridge collapsed two or three holes, the river was flattened, and the millions of soldiers in Cao Ying were scared away! ”

The loud military song echoed in the palace, and it was also listened to by the two Confucian scholars: "This military song ......" The two Confucian scholars pricked up their ears in unison, for fear of missing a word.

"Oh!" Hao 13 scratched his head and said: "This is a military song written by Bucai 13, and I also ask the two gentlemen to give me some advice!" ”

The old Confucian priest's hands trembled, and he said to the young Confucian scholar: "Guanzhong, you listen, listen to this military song, it seems that inspiration has come for the teacher." ”

The young Confucian priest closed his eyes and nodded, as if he had been intoxicated by the military song.

But Wu Liujiu, who was on duty, shouted: "The chief manager is meeting guests, don't make noise." The song came to an abrupt end, leaving an endless aftermath in the air.

The old Confucian wanted to continue listening, but the song stopped, and his heart was really like scratching his heart, but he had no right to let them continue to sing.

"If the master in charge doesn't dislike it, my master and apprentice are willing to help a little bit under the general manager's account, writing and calculating."

"That's good! That's good, of course! If the two gentlemen don't mind, we can also talk about the Three Kingdoms Zhiping dialect and the heroes of Shandong. ”

Hao Shisan also suddenly realized at this time, the old man just now called the Confucian scholar called "Luo Ben" "Guanzhong", isn't that the famous Luo Guanzhong?

What is the old man's name Shi Yanduan, isn't it Shi Nai'an's alias? If you come out to mix, how can you report your real name? Which is not a three-five alias, a pen name or something.

Day, these two old gentlemen, who came to my barracks to collect wind, almost let them run away.

No matter what the conditions, it is necessary to stay, and how much money is left. Hao Shisan's heart was not calm.