Cao Qing moved and moved, moved to the front of the Yan shopkeeper, and pedaled the Yan shopkeeper with his feet, don't sit, boss, you untie my rope first!

On this cold day, a bundle is two hours, and the bundle is tight, who can stand it?

The shopkeeper Yan stood up, untied his rope, opened the door, and wanted to report the case, the student didn't care about him, and he rushed in, staring at each other with big eyes, not saying a word, Zheng Jiazi's articles were well written, especially the annotations on some scriptures, which gave him a lot of inspiration. But why was it stolen again?

Zheng Lang was also alarmed and ran to the front.

The students had admired him for a long time, and all of them rushed up to greet him. The main fear is annoying, in fact, Zheng Lang treats people very gently, politely cold, and then looks at the wall. There was sweat on the head, even if it was fast, it was not easy, and it took more than ten days to write.

If you steal like this, you won't be able to keep up with the speed if you don't do anything else! Could it be that these words have become so that the shopkeeper Yan can use ten guards?

Who is this?

I was so angry that I couldn't cry or laugh, and the same was true for other moves, I just stole once, but I stole twice, this thief ...... Zheng Lang turned his head and asked Cao Qing, "Cao Zhuangshi, what's the matter?" ”

"Zheng Jieyuan, I don't know, in the second half of last night, I went to the toilet, just opened the back door, my head banged, I didn't know anything, and when I woke up, I found that I was back here, just tied up." Cao Qing said as he covered his head with his hand, and he had just found that he had been hit with a big bag with a blunt object on his head, and it hurt terribly.

It's all the answer.

Zheng Lang said again: "Think about it again, are there any other clues?" ”

"Zheng Jieyuan, I remembered, the moment I fainted, I smelled a smell of mutton."

They all looked at each other, could it be that these thieves were so bold, sitting swaggering at the back door and munching on roast mutton, while preparing to start? There was a lot of talk. After a while, Cheng Lin brought someone over. I also asked, I didn't ask anything, but the official looked carefully, there were many people in the house, and I couldn't see anything, but I saw a trace of climbing on the courtyard wall, who did it, I don't know, but the process of committing the crime can be judged, about two or three people came. Because the front door was closed, he climbed from the courtyard wall to the inn, and then hid behind this house. And there are many flowers and trees in the back, a few small bamboos, the weather is cold, hidden inside, as long as there are not many people, it is difficult for anyone to notice.

Cao Qing went to the toilet, the opportunity was rare, and he used a murder weapon to knock Cao Qing unconscious, carried him to the house, and calmly swept away the manuscript.

The only clue is the smell of mutton, and after thinking about it for a long time, I finally figured it out, not the smell of mutton, but the smell of meat that is often eaten, and there is a taste of shame on the body. Some people were whimsical and said, "Could it be that the Khitan little emperor sent him?" ”

This statement is really echoed.

The two countries have been peaceful for a long time, and the people visit each other frequently, the little emperor of Liao is similar to the little emperor of the Song Dynasty, he likes calligraphy and painting, and works poetry, but the little emperor is good at flying white books, and he is good at painting, especially painting geese. After the two emperors heard each other's hobbies, the little emperor of Liao painted a goose and gave it to Zhao Zhen, who deliberately replied with flying white body. It is passed down as a good story by the people among the people. But the little emperor of Liao also loved calligraphy.

He wants to steal this word, send a few masters, it is not a problem.

And immediately the Khitans will send a messenger, the old lady He's Zhengdan, and take the manuscript away after returning, and ask which Song Dynasty official dares to check their luggage?

Cheng Lin was dazed and said, "Go, go, don't mess around." ”

A theft case was actually pulled to the little emperor of Liao, and then to the Jade Emperor. Turning his head to look at Zheng Lang and Yan's shopkeeper, he said, "This word is not suitable here." ”

Zheng Lang keeps writing and wants to change the font, he is also a learned person, and he knows how difficult it is to change every time he changes a book style. This is written and stolen again, and Zheng Lang will not take a scientific examination.

Although the shopkeeper Yan was reluctant, he had to nod and say, "Yes, yes, it's all up to Fu Yin's arrangement." ”

"After the word is written, a certain person will extend it to the wall of Xiangguo Temple, if you have a hobby, you can copy it with your heart, so that the turmoil will naturally subside."

"Late students listen to Fu Yin's orders." Zheng Lang said.

But this matter is not over, as soon as Cheng Lin returned to Kaifeng Ya, he was called to the inner palace by the old lady, and asked directly: "Why has a thief not been arrested so far." This is the capital, under the feet of the Son of Heaven! The Khitans are about to arrive in the capital with Xiao Shi and Zhang Tuibao, the envoy of the first army, do you want the Khitan people to see the jokes? ”

"Empress Dowager Qi, the case has been investigated for a long time, and there is no clue, and now the capital is full of children, if the teacher moves the people, it will inevitably cause an uproar. It's just a theft, and the price of Zheng Jiazi's words is also inflated. You can't mobilize the people, this is a matter of importance. ”

"That's the reason, too?"

"The minister's ability is limited, and he is at the disposal of the Queen Mother." There is no reason, she was derelict in her duties, the old lady wanted to make a fuss, so she had to let her do it, anyway, she had already prepared for it.

"Be sure to find out this case to the mourning family," the old lady was silent for a while, and actually let Cheng Lin go again, but her tone was very unhappy.

"Oh," Cheng Lin left the palace, wishing that he could immediately catch these thieves and then crush them to ashes.

…… This incident has become a joke in the capital, and many ordinary people are speculating about who did it.

Jiang Xing'er was also guessing, blinking her beautiful big eyes, and asked, "Could it be that the little Khitan emperor did it?" ”

"What nonsense," Zheng Lang laughed.

It is possible that the thieves were northerners, and they often ate meat, so they exuded a bad smell, which was what later generations called fox odor. But not necessarily, some people just don't often eat meat, and there is also a fox smell. Besides, Cao Qing didn't even see a few people participating, so he knocked people unconscious, how could he conclude that it was the Khitans who did it?

That little emperor seems to be more sad than the little emperor of the Song Dynasty now, is he in the mood to think of his own words?

Most of the theft is for money.

Don't have two thousand gold, even five hundred gold, it's worth the risk.

I don't know that my words are extended to the wall of Xiangguo Temple, and there are many words that are extended, and how much can they be worth?

These thieves must be disappointed, right?

The occurrence of this incident made him feel a little confused, and he left the inn the next day and went to the Ministry of Rites to report first.

It's a mandatory procedure, although I know that next year's provincial exam, the dog head with the absolute surname worships.

Then I came to Liu's house to visit once.

After talking with Liu for a while, Liu sent him away very satisfied. Only then did he come to Feng Yuan's mansion.

It may not be Feng Yuan, but it must be a super Confucian, such as Sun Zheng, who is the most famous Confucian at the moment, but unfortunately Zhishi went back to Bozhou. Jia Tong died, and his student Liu Yan was also very accomplished in Confucianism, but he was the master of Rencheng and could not reach it. Gao Ben knew that the Guangji Army was also in Shandong and couldn't go. There is also Sun Fu of Shandong, who did not enter the Jinshi, so he hid in Mount Tai to teach books. Therefore, Zheng Lang has a kinship in his heart, and he has never dared to say that he will definitely be able to take the provincial examination, and he really has a certain element of luck. For example, Sun Fu, is his talent poor?

and some other candidates, all of whom have deep attainments in Confucianism, but for this or that reason, Zheng Lang did not choose.

Then there is only one Feng Yuan left.

And Feng Yuan, as a candidate, will play a better role.

The sky was cold, and the howling northwest wind blew at both ends for three days, blowing the yellow clouds and horses in the sky frightened away, and it was extremely bleak.

But Zheng Lang moved quickly, although Cheng Lin was in a hurry to ask for words, Zheng Lang didn't care. Otherwise, the old lady will toss it immediately, and she will toss it again in Confucianism, which is somewhat not good.

said to Song Bo: "Go to Feng Qi's house?" ”

The surname is Feng, and it is the only family in the world, Jiang Xing'er's beautiful eyes lit up, and she said in surprise: "Zheng Lang, do you want to exchange words again?" ”

The emperor's teacher, can the handwriting still be ugly?

"Don't you have enough trouble to exchange words?" Even if it is a communication word, he will not choose Feng Yuan, his words may be written well, but it is not of great reference value to himself. Zheng Lang suddenly thought of Cui Xian's words again, in some ways, she said it very reasonably, did she ask her to bring those words, was it too much?

"Then Zheng Lang will go to his mansion ......"

"I have some problems in Confucianism, I didn't think about it, his mastery of the scriptures and righteousness, the crown of the world, few people can match, so I went to visit."

"Listen to the scriptures," Jiang Xing'er's interest immediately reduced by half.

It's not about preaching the scriptures, so that Zheng Lang can still be famous, this is listening to other people's scriptures.

But not so?

Feng Yuan happened to be on duty, and when he heard that Zheng Jiazi had come to the door to ask for a visit, he immediately opened the middle door and greeted him in person.

Zheng Lang gave a deep salute and said, "The future life will dare." ”

It's hard to open the middle door half-open, and I can't afford to come out to greet you in person.

But Feng Yuan knew in his heart how important this son was in the little emperor's heart. is not only talented, there are many talented people in the Song Dynasty, mainly because of the law he said, which won the heart of the emperor, as well as the backbone, and the fact is that after the word is realized, the original word in the edge of the word has weakened.

Such a person is the body of a minister.

He and the little emperor see it this way, and the facts are a bit biased...... The fact is that Zheng Lang's surname is faint, and the body of a minister, has Zheng Lang thought about it?

"Don't be humble, I've heard some of your deeds, I like it very much, and I even want to learn from you." Feng Yuan has no children, and takes his brother as his adopted son, and the subordinate is this nephew.

Zheng Lang raised his head and looked, an old man with a rectangular face, almost sixty years old, his appearance was very elegant, it was the essence of the fragrant outflow. And this person's surname is very generous, the more such an elder, the heavier Zheng Lang's apology becomes.

But there was even more tension.

This person is one of the top Confucians in the Song Dynasty, and he began to read the Book of Changes at the age of seven. Said: "Where do you dare? ”

Feng Yuan smiled, it's not very crazy, but if he has some talent, he is a little arrogant, which is not excessive. Curious, "Why did you visit me?" ”

The words are not my long, the paintings are not my long, and the piano is slightly played, but it is absolutely impossible to take it. If it is "going through the back door", this son will not disdain it at all.

"The late student just encountered some problems in Confucianism, and I want to ask Feng for advice," Zheng Lang clasped his fists again and bowed deeply.

"Okay, but don't talk about that benevolence, some of them haven't thought it through now," Feng Yuan said this, laughing, the benevolence of this god horse made him have a headache for a long time, and finally he didn't come up with an answer. Not only him, but Sun Zheng's good knowledge was also stumped. When Zhi Shi left the capital, he said a word, who has an accurate answer, don't forget, write a letter to inform the old man.

But Lao Feng didn't know that his trouble was coming soon.