On the road leading to Guixian, a luxurious carriage slowly drove forward.

The first to walk in front were two big men in the shape of a biao to open the way.

This was followed by a handsome young man with a cold face, and an elegant old man with a cold face was followed to the left and right. The carriage was followed by two big men.

This kind of travel battle is very low-key.

There were many ragged and thin-skinned people walking on the side of the road, and when they saw luxury cars, they cautiously avoided the roadside.

They didn't know who this team was, but when they saw the luxury cars, they were instinctively afraid.

Seeing these passers-by, the handsome young man frowned and said; "These are refugees from the north, right? It feels like it's been getting more and more in the past two years. ”

"Yes." The cold-faced old Song answered.

The elegant old man sighed and said; "The situation in the north is not optimistic, there have been droughts for many years, many people have died of starvation, it is said that there is an epidemic of plague, and there are hungry people in the northwest who have begun to rebel."

Then it was said; "Internal and external troubles, I heard that the wild boar skins in the northeast have also begun to move, repeatedly violating border gates, burning, killing and looting."

The young man looked sad and angry; "The main thing is that the mediocre one who holds the artifact, appoints traitorous ministers, and makes jackals in charge, alas, the great country laid down by my ancestors is probably in the hands of this person."

The old man hurriedly persuaded; "Shizi, these words need to be said carefully, it is not good to be listened to by people with a heart."

The young man stopped talking, and the group fell silent.

This group of people is naturally Meng Chan, the son of King Jingjiang.

For a long time, perhaps wanting to break the silence, Meng Chan suddenly smiled; "Hahaha, it's funny to think of yesterday, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old rookie talent, who hasn't read books for a few years, actually dares to write a book, it's really beyond my strength, I laughed to death."

The old man, Mr. Zhu, is colorful; "I have to say, I saw that Bu Ru's manuscript yesterday, and it was quite innovative."

At that time, after Meng Chan finished writing, Mr. Zhu found the scratch paper on the desktop, so he picked it up and looked at it, and invited Bu Ru to talk with him for half an hour.

"Oh, it's that good?"

"This is a talent, it's rare to have such an opinion at a young age, and I'm looking forward to him being able to write this new book."

Meng Chandao; "If that's the case, he writes it down, why doesn't Mr. Zhu help him make a preface?"

Mr. Zhu looked at Shizi in surprise, he didn't understand whether Shizi was joking or serious, and why he cared so much about the couple of the Bu family.

I heard that he asked the magistrate of Gui County to take care of this step of the family noodle shop last year, if he likes this snail noodle, it is nothing to take care of it.

But when I went to the store yesterday, I didn't hesitate to expose my identity and leave Mobao directly, which is a bit of a big significance.

Now he asks himself to write a preface to the book of such an unknown little scholar, which is equivalent to using his own fame to sell the book directly.

Not to mention whether the book is well written or not? As long as you write a preface by yourself, this book will definitely go straight to the next level.

There is no need to think about it, no matter how you say it, you are also the former champion, and you directly resigned from the Hanlin Academy to revise and go home to study knowledge.

Some might say; What's so awesome about Hanlin Academy revising a small six- or seven-grade official?

You must know that this Hanlin Academy is equivalent to the secretary of the Central Secretariat's Office, and it is the most prestigious and promising official.

Generally, in the end, they can become important officials of the imperial court, such as the Shangshu and Shilang of the six ministries, most of whom were promoted in the Hanlin Academy.

There is also the most powerful cabinet in the imperial court, and there must also be a resume of working in the Hanlin Academy.

What's even better is that if you have the opportunity to be promoted to a Japanese lecturer, a scholar, etc., you can also become an emperor's teacher, the emperor's teacher.

The important ministers who have left their names in history are almost all emperors and cabinet chiefs, and their power is at least above 10,000 people under one person, and there are even many people who make the emperor jealous, such as Zhang Juzheng, who once appeared in another world.

Therefore, the conditions for entering Hanlin have always been very harsh, and only the best candidates who take a scientific examination once every three years will be selected, and the top three or the top five will enter.

Entering Hanlin may not be able to become a high-ranking official, but most of the high-ranking officials come from Hanlin.

When Mr. Zhu resigned from Hanlin and returned home, it was a sensation, and after returning home, he studied for decades, not to mention that he was one of the top masters in the country, but at least he was also a first-class serial.

In the past, it was not that no one paid a high price to write the preface by himself, but they all refused.

At this time, the prince opened his mouth, and after a moment of contemplation, he said; "If he can finish the book, I'll help him write a preface."

Meng Chan nodded, and after walking for a long time, he suddenly asked again; "Mr. Zhu, what kind of person do you think is a successful person?"

"Virtue and meritorious service!"

"Hehe, your answer is too limited and boring."

"Oh?"

Meng Chandao; "I'm asking the general public, not just the readers. For example, if a woman has to be virtuous and meritorious in order to be successful? ”

"This ......," Mr. Zhu was speechless.

He has always liked this son in his heart, he is gentle and elegant, intelligent and sensitive, and there are always many interesting ideas in his mind.

"What kind of person does the prince think is successful?"

Meng Chan thought for a while, looked at the victims on the side of the road who were panicked like lost dogs, and said; "Use all your talents, through hard work, to get what you want, is success. For example, many of the hungry people on the roadside are also smart, but they can't use these talents correctly in life, or they are lazy, or treacherous, greedy, and angry and can't control themselves, and as a result, they live as if they don't like it, and such people are failures. ”

Mr. Zhu nodded thoughtfully.

"And some, they will continue to work hard, add intelligence, and succeed, such as that Jiang Yi."

"Who is Jiang Yi?"

Seeing the surprise on Mr. Zhu's face, Meng Chan smiled; "It's the proprietress of the snail noodle shop."

"What's so surprising about her?"

"Sir must not know that this beautiful and shrewd person is now the daughter of an ordinary farmer, and three years ago she was still a cowardly and cowardly person who was bullied when she married into the Bu family, but now she is the owner of two grocery stores, nine powder shops and car shops, and all of this is earned by herself."

Mr. Zhu thought to himself; It seems that Shizi has investigated this boss lady.

Meng Chan sighed; "From being poor and white to now, in just three years, how much effort does it take."

"Originally, I was just amazed by her ability, but yesterday I heard that she also wanted to open this store all over the country, and I was immediately moved by this courage and ambition."

"Suddenly, I wanted to see such a country girl, how far and brilliant this road can go, this process must be interesting, so I want to help her."

"Hmm." Mr. Zhu responded thoughtfully.

"This kind of help is like lying on the ground when I was a child and watching ants carry a grain of rice back to the cave, and then pinch the grain of rice and put it directly at the mouth of the hole, which is very interesting." Speaking of this, Meng Chan laughed.

In the autumn sun, this smile looks very clean and bright.

Mr. Zhu suddenly had a flash of inspiration and said in surprise; "If this person succeeds, it will be very useful to us in the future, right?"

Meng Chan looked at him with a smile in his eyes.