On Monday, I rushed to the list and asked for everyone's support. Today, there is another watch, five watches.

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I found an inn and the four brothers and sisters stayed.

But the people in the inn are talking about the so-called benevolence and righteousness of the Zheng family.

These people are just curious, talking about it as a matter of fun. The most annoying thing is that those great Confucians in the capital are about to go crazy at this time. Since hearing about this, almost half of the Confucians have been lying in the ancient scriptures to look for them, looking for them one by one, and understanding them one by one.

Others, like Feng Yuan, went to find the relevant Zhong Dingwen.

But fortunately, the Song Dynasty is not like the Tang Dynasty, and the literary atmosphere is not very conservative, if it is like the Tang Dynasty, it is very likely that countless Confucian students ran to Zheng Lang's inn at this time and drowned Zheng Lang alive with saliva. But if you want to refute Zheng Jiazi's words, you must find evidence.

It is even necessary to find evidence to maintain Dong Zhongshu's status.

These evidences must be strong, after all, the evidence cited by Zheng Langzi is very sufficient, there is the origin of the words, there are quotations of Kong Mengxun, and he can't refute it with the example of a white horse and a non-horse, so it is even more of a joke.

Where can I find it?

The eldest brother said: "I'm afraid that Zheng Xiaolang will be in the limelight from now on." ”

Cui Xian bit her little lip and remained silent, her beautiful big eyes blinked, and the eldest brother originally wanted to say, little sister, you will be very dangerous in the future. But looking at her big black eyes, she didn't dare to joke, for fear of setting herself on fire, and said, "Little sister, let's go over together and see what he is doing now?" ”

"Don't forget what Daddy said before leaving, we don't want to go back."

"Little sister, let's just go over and see him."

"I can't go."

The eldest brother wanted to persuade, but he didn't dare to persuade him, his father said that he would corrupt the door, and the younger sister went to look at the future husband, whether it was a corruption or not, and it was not easy to say.

Cui Xian just saw Zheng Lang's proud appearance, a little annoyed, her father's intention seemed to be vaguely guessed, but she didn't let her father get his wish! If he knew what she thought, would Cui Youjie release her? Biting his thin lip, he said, "You can go, by the way, look at the two little maids." ”

"Little sister ......" the eldest brother shook his head, the younger the sister grows bigger, the talent is getting bigger and bigger, and the person is getting more and more beautiful, but the vinegar smell is getting more and more ...... Big.

The second brother agreed, and said: "What the little sister said, you have to guard against it, after you leave, the sister ...... The Zheng family Xiaolang arrived, not only with his two beautiful little maids, but also to say hello to a beautiful one. I went over and asked someone, and they said that he was a well-known leader in the capital, named Liu Yufang, and he played the piano well. ”

After finishing speaking, the second brother looked worried, that Liu Yufang was not only beautiful, after all, she was in her twenties, and she had a mature charm, which was not something that a little sister could have.

The main Zheng Lang's reputation is outside, and several uncles are somewhat afraid.

"Then we're going to go over and have a look." The eldest brother was also worried.

"Big brother, we're going to go later," the third brother said.

"Why?"

"We're going to bed at night, and if there's anything, we'll go and catch ......."

Let's also come to the scene to catch and destroy!

"What are you talking nonsense!" Cui Xian was so ashamed that she dropped her chopsticks and quickly pulled the ring and fled.

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It is possible that from today onwards, the capital will be able to have millions more heads in vain. Zheng Lang doesn't care about this. I've said it, and I'm done, guys, I'm probably embarrassed to bother me again. This is the reason why he concocted this incredible benevolence.

But he concocted this benevolence, is he really ambitious?

When I arrived at the inn, I continued to practice calligraphy.

The word dare is more important than the benevolence and righteousness he said, I don't know if Feng Yuan will fight with him with a kitchen knife after this truth is spread?

When it was time for dinner, the fat shopkeeper of the inn suddenly broke in and knelt down at once.

Zheng Lang was startled, and helped him up, but he couldn't help him, and the big meat weighing more than two hundred catties was not something he could pull up with his current body. Wiping his sweat, he said: "Shopkeeper Yan, you get up, you have something to say." ”

Isn't it disgusting? You are so old, even when my father was alive, he may not be as old as you, what is it to kneel in front of me?

"The little one asks Zheng Lang for one thing, if you don't agree, the little one won't get up."

"Shopkeeper Yan, you are not young, I will call you uncle according to your age."

"What is small is small."

...... said, "Okay, you're small, right?" See if I can do it? ”

"The youngest one has only one grandson, who is ten years old this year, let you worship you as a gentleman and learn the scriptures, as long as Zheng Langjun agrees, I will promise you whatever I want."

"Shopkeeper Yan, how did you have this kind of idea, you want to study, there are so many Confucian students in the capital, they are all more knowledgeable than me, besides, look at me......" I gestured at my height, I'm still young, what kind of students do you accept?

Then looked at Jiang Xing'er fiercely, Jiang Xing'er shook her head, that means to understand, I have never said anything to outsiders about worshipping you as a teacher.

"The Confucian scholars in the capital are not as good as Zheng Lang, and my little grandson is very smart, he can recite the entire "Thousand Character Text", and he will definitely not insult your reputation."

"Shopkeeper Yan, you can't talk nonsense," Zheng Lang really frightened him, with the understanding of Confucianism in later generations, he can explain some new views, and even more comprehensive, thorough and convincing views, but the real foundation, at the moment, can not catch up with some old Confucians. Just like writing, you may be able to write a good handwriting in the future, but the basic skills are not as good as Zhou Yue.

It was about the shopkeeper Yan who heard some rumors outside, and these rumors were exaggerated, thinking that he was a star in the sky, and he happened to live in his inn, so that he could get the moon first near the water, and his little grandson was cheaper.

I had to say again: "Shopkeeper Yan, really, believe me, except for some novel views, my basic skills are far behind, otherwise I would not dare to participate in the imperial examination." ”

However, no matter what he said, the shopkeeper Yan just didn't get up.

Zheng Lang was angry, and finally could only say: "That's it, what I'm missing is the basic skills, you let your grandson go to school first, and build the basic skills solidly." In the future, if I succeed in the imperial examination, if I have time to spare, how about you let your grandson come to me and communicate with each other? ”

"Zheng Lang, don't scold me."

"No, it won't."

Shopkeeper Yan got up happily at this time, is the imperial examination still a problem for this little prodigy? Not only will the grandson be able to learn in the future, but also build this relationship, and the latter point is also very important. Poor Zheng Lang was calculated like this.

The shopkeeper Yan shook his fat body and walked out, and after a while, a few guys brought a lot of delicacies, and also led a child, a little chubby, and put the dishes away, which was to thank Zheng Lang, very rich and delicious food, delicacies from the mountains and seas, everything. Si'er poured the bottom and looked at the drooling. Zheng Lang wanted to refuse, but when he saw the pitiful eyes of the shopkeeper Yan, and this is a dish, it is cooked, and it can't be put away, is it peddling to other diners? It was up to him.

Chubby knelt down and said, "See sir." ”

looks very honest, but he is fat, and it may be about the same weight as the current Zheng Lang. Helped him up and said, "Don't, you get up, just call me Dalang." ”

After tossing for a while, the Yan family's ancestors and grandsons were sent away. And then while eating late, I was in a daze, and I really came out with a piece of benevolence, and I was quiet in the future?

After eating dinner, it didn't take a while for the fat body of the shopkeeper Yan to appear again, ran in and said, "Da Lang, someone is outside." ”

"Who?" Zheng Lang said unhappily. Do you want to worship? I didn't say it very clearly in Taixue, because I didn't want to disturb, so I talked about benevolence and righteousness.

"It's not a student, it's Liu Yufang in the capital."

This time I know what everyone is, without him, this time I came to the capital and made some inquiries, if it is calligraphy and painting, he knows whose handwriting is how well and whose painting is good, but the piano is different, not Ouyang Xiu recorded in history, or Su Dongpo. It was the literati playing the piano, not that the piano was played well, but that the piano was played in their hands and became a graceful thing, so it was recorded in the annals of history. The real Ouyang Xiu and Su Dongpo are very likely to have similar piano skills to Chen Siniang at most.

I asked a few people, some of them are the royal luthiers in the palace, some are famous records, people eat this line of food, and there is a profession, that is, monks and Taoists, especially some monks and Taoists, and their piano skills are particularly good. It is very likely that they do not need much labor, and they cultivate meditation and quiet inaction, so their piano skills are very good.

This Liu Yufang is one of them.

However, before the words are understood, I dare not be greedy for piano skills.

But don't be polite when you "send" it. "You let her in." ”

"Oh," the shopkeeper Yan ran out happily, this young man was good-tempered, but it was a pity that he didn't hear the evaluation of the royal teacher in the palace, the great Confucian Feng Yuan. After a while, before the people arrived, the aroma had arrived, and a faint orchid-flavored fat powder fragrance came in.

A young girl in her twenties followed the fragrance and walked in, and slowly bowed and said, "The slave has seen Zheng Lang." ”

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