Chapter Ninety-Eight: Lin Kui
"You're in the age of standing boy, be modest." It was Zhao Xin who said this, because Zhao Xin, who was practicing early in the morning, saw Zhao Weiji's vague steps when he also got up for morning exercises, and his eyes also had dark circles.
Of course, Zhao Weiji knows what Zhao Xin refers to, the husband and wife have been separated for more than two years, so they naturally need to reconcile yin and yang, but because he has two wives and both need to reconcile, it is a little too much reconciliation in one night.
"Heh, heh." Zhao Weiji was naturally a little embarrassed when his private affairs were exposed, so he couldn't help but slander, "This is not serious." ”
But as if Zhao Weiji's belly slander had been seen through, Zhao Xin immediately threw over a wooden stick after Zhao Weiji finished hehe.
"Then, let's have a try, and let Uncle Xin see if you have neglected to exercise in the past two years."
"I'm like this, and you're still asking me to compare myself to you?"
"It's just that it's too much, so what's the matter? Uncle Xin, I'm still old, don't talk so much nonsense, come on. ”
Zhao Weiji, who had no choice, had no choice but to dance twice with a stick, and then put on a starting pose.
Seeing that Zhao Weiji was ready, Zhao Xin immediately started to attack.
Zhao Xin is good at using marksmanship, so at this time, Zhao Xin turned a stick into a gun and kept stabbing at Zhao Weiji's vital point.
"Old man? You're really playing. "Because he didn't expect Zhao Xin to come up and use the move of fighting for his life on the battlefield, Zhao Weiji's parry was a little embarrassed for a while.
"Who on the battlefield would be polite to you? Look at the moves. While speaking, Zhao Xin stabbed Zhao Weiji in the left side of the abdomen with another shot.
However, because he had adapted to the rhythm of this fight, Zhao Weiji had already walked out of the embarrassment just now, and his light side was turned to avoid Zhao Xin's attack with a twist.
Then Zhao Weiji grabbed the moment when Zhao Xin's move was old, and swept a stick towards his head, "Old man, don't underestimate me." ”
The two fought like this for about fifty rounds, and finally due to a mistake by Zhao Weiji, Zhao Xin directly knocked him on the head and announced the end of the fight.
"Old man, don't you use marksmanship?" Zhao Weiji covered his head and squatted in place and complained.
Zhao Xin put the stick back on the shelf and said: "Who said that the gun can't be knocked on, okay, my shot is not so heavy, as for it?"
You're not bad, it seems that you haven't neglected to exercise over the years. ”
"That's it." Saying that, Zhao Weiji no longer covered his head, but stood up directly, picked up the stick that fell on the ground, put it back in its place, patted the ash on his hand and continued: "Uncle Xin, nothing big has happened in the past few years?" ”
After Zhao Weiji himself withdrew from the Central Plains in the past two years, the task of controlling the pigeons was gradually handed over to Zhao Xin, especially when Tie Zheng went to Xinhua City, the pigeons were basically controlled by Zhao Xin.
"Central Plains? The only big thing in the Central Plains may be that the official family is dying. It is said that in the past few months, the arrow sores in the early years of the official family have been repeated, and the official family has been tortured, and according to the news from the palace, it may be about to die. ”
After listening to Zhao Xin's words, Zhao Weiji thought about the date of Zhao Guangyi's death recorded in the history books, "Zhao Guangyi died of illness in March 997 in the third year of Zhidao, and now it is April of the second year of Zhidao, and it is time to think about it." ”
"Anything else?"
"There is also the Prime Minister Li Fang is gone, at the beginning of the year, he accompanied the official's family to the southern suburbs to worship the sky, after the sacrifice was completed, he fell when he walked down the steps, and then disappeared after a few days."
From Zhao Xin's words, Zhao Weiji waited for two big news, Zhao Guangyi is now suffering from illness, which means that he probably has no other mind to take care of more things, so Zhao Weiji can easily take his wife and children away.
can even get some talents that Xinhua City needs under Zhao Guangyi's nose, such as Confucianism, and blacksmiths, Zhao Weiji needs a large number of blacksmiths to fill Xinhua City so that his next plan can be implemented.
As for Li Fang's death, it is not bad for Zhao Weiji, because his friend Kou Zhun's status in the DPRK can be regarded as a step further.
At this time, Chai Yu and Li Nian also got up.
"Wife, how did you sleep last night?" Zhao Weiji said mockingly.
Hearing Zhao Weiji's ridicule, Chai Yu and Li Nian couldn't help but blush.
"The ladies can get ready to move, and we'll be on our way in ten days at most."
"In such a hurry?" Chai Yu also thought that Zhao Weiji would stay in the Central Plains for a while longer.
After hearing Chai Yu's words, Zhao Weiji spread his hands: "There's no hurry, there are still a lot of things to deal with over there." ”
"By the way, what was the little thing you said yesterday?"
"That, that's to trick some people from the Central Plains to go over there, and now the official family is fighting the disease, we can just take this opportunity to get some more people to leave."
For Zhao Weiji's little abacus, Chai Yu has long known it, every time this guy brings back a letter, there will always be some mention of it, so that they can attract some blacksmiths and other craftsmen to come to Huating.
"Okay, then let's go and prepare for the move, you can make your own decisions about what you want to do." As he spoke, Chai Yu pulled Li Nian away.
It is enough for the mistress of the house to worry about the move, and at this stage, Zhao Weiji's task is how to deceive some more handicraftsmen and Confucian students to go to Xinhua City within ten days.
Handicraftsmen are still easy to do, what Xinhua City looks like in the past two years has begun to gradually return to the Central Plains, many people who can't make a fortune in the Central Plains have also begun to hope to have the opportunity to go to Xinhua City to give it a try.
But Confucianism is not easy to do, basically Zhao Weiji can see it, and it is not easy to fool to the other side of the ocean.
In desperation, he decided to talk to Mr. Liu Ao to see if he had any good ideas.
"Sir."
Zhao Weiji came to Liu Ao's house, and Liu Ao had already set up a tea set waiting for him.
"Lord Wang, come on, come on, this is your family's new tea this year, I don't think you have tasted it yet, come and taste it with the old man?"
Under the hospitality, Zhao Weiji had no choice but to sit down and pick up a cup of tea that Liu Ao had just poured and tasted it.
"How?"
"Bitter but not astringent, after swallowing, there is a sweet aftertaste, moisturizing the heart and spleen, it is indeed a good tea."
"You kid seems to have nothing to drink in the past few years, and you almost drank any good tea, but you still started as a tea company."
Hearing the old gentleman's ridicule, Zhao Weiji could only smile awkwardly. Indeed, he had not directly managed this tea business for many years.
However, these people are indeed powerful, it has only been more than ten years, and now there have been many changes in this new type of tea, and there are more and more good teas.
"If you have nothing to do, go to the Three Treasures Palace, let's say, what is the matter with your kid coming to me?"
Since Mr. Liu Ao has made it clear, Zhao Weiji will not hide it, and will tell the old man his intention to go straight to the point.
"You're looking for someone to go there and establish a academy, right? It's just that I haven't found the right person yet? ”
Zhao Weiji nodded.
"Lord Wang, to be honest, we old people will definitely not be able to go with you, it's too far away, and our old arms and legs really can't stand the toss."
Mr. Liu Ao's words Zhao Weiji can be completely understood, now is not the era when there are airplanes, this one-sided two-month sea drift is really not something these old gentlemen can withstand.
"However, although the old man and the old gentleman in Tsinghua Academy can't go with you, I can recommend someone to you, you can go to him and try it."
"Who is the gentleman talking about?"
"His surname is Lin, his name is 逋, and his name is Junfu. Now he is living in seclusion in the lonely mountain of Hangzhou. Here the old man will help you write him a letter, and you should bring it with you when you visit him, which may be helpful to you. ”
Zhao Weiji's eyes lit up as soon as he heard the name of this person, this person was a famous hermit in history, known as the plum wife and crane.
"Thank you, Mr. Liu." Zhao Weiji, who got the letter, immediately stood up and made a long bow to Liu Ao.
"There's nothing to thank you for, your contribution to Shilin over the years is also in the eyes of the old man, and you should help you, if you really want to thank the old man, when you go to Hangzhou, get some good Longjing and bring it to the old man."
Of course, the Longjing here is the Longjing of later generations, which was made by the branch of Zhengshan Tea in Hangzhou, and is now quite famous.
"Okay, no problem."
……
Because Huating is very close to Hangzhou, Zhao Weiji was already at the gate of the grass house in the lonely mountain forest two days later.
"Mr. Lin, student Zhao Weiji asks to see." After Zhao Weiji announced his name, there was no reaction in the house.
"Lord Wang?" The family who followed was a little angry.
"It doesn't matter." Zhao Weiji stopped the family from stepping forward and forcibly calling the door, "Mr. Lin, student, here is a letter from Mr. Liu Ao to you." ”
Finally, there was a reaction inside, and a scholar walked out of the grass house.
After Zhao Weiji handed the letter to the scholar, the scholar returned to the cottage without looking back.
"Lord Wang, this is too rude."
"It's okay, these hermits are like this." Most of the ancient hermits were of this kind of virtue, not because they were arrogant by nature, but because they really didn't want to be disturbed, so they put on an arrogant appearance, hoping to scare off visitors.
Zhao Weiji and Jia Ding stood outside the grass house for about a stick of incense for about a while, and then they saw the door of the grass house open for the second time.
This time it was the scholar who came out just now, but this time the scholar's attitude seemed to have changed for the better.
"Sir, please come in, come with me." As he spoke, the scholar pushed the fence of the cottage open, and then made a gesture to invite in.
In this way, Zhao Weiji finally entered the grassland.