Zhu Houzhao felt the deep malice of ordinary scholars towards him, and at the same time knew that if he didn't become famous, there would be no good fruit to eat when he returned to the palace.

Whether forced or voluntary, he had to accept Zhang Zhou's "goodwill".

"How do you want to make a name for yourself?" Zhang Zhou didn't go to arrange for Zhu Houzhao, but gave the choice to this bastard.

Zhu Houzhao said: "The articles and poems they said, you can give me a little bit of it." I convinced them. ”

"Forget the article, let you write a bagu article, it's good that you can write a few articles in the format now, and you still want to compare articles with those who have been immersed in articles for more than ten or even decades?" Zhang Zhoudao.

"Aren't you the champion? Your talent must be better than theirs. Zhu Houzhao admires Zhang Zhou's talent and learning.

Zhang Zhou shook his head: "Write an article, the focus is on the topic, give you a sage's words, you can use this to write an article, if I can write an article for you with every sage's words, then I don't have to do anything else in my life." ”

"Is there no way?" Zhu Houzhao also seemed to feel pressure.

Zhang Zhou said: "Then poetry." ”

"Yes, yes, poetry." Zhu Houzhao smiled, but as if he had thought of something annoying, he said with a sad face, "But poetry is ...... You say it's good, but some people say it's bad, some people think it's beautiful, but most people think it's very average without depth. ”

Zhang Zhou smiled: "If it is the poems of Li, Du, Su, Lu and others, others will also think that it is very ordinary to have no depth?" ”

Zhu Houzhao shook his head and said, "That's definitely different, but the problem is ......"

"The problem is that I can't write poetry with that kind of depth, do you mean that?" Zhang Zhou asked.

"Uh...... Hehe, Mr. Zhang, I don't mean to look down on you, I just ...... You know that the famous saying, which is not common, and ...... Even if I could write it, they would still think that I was young, that I didn't have that experience, that the poem didn't come from me. Zhu Houzhao was embarrassed and polite, but he seemed very abrupt, and said such a thing.

After listening to it, Zhang Zhou felt that this kid looked like a fool, but he still had basic self-knowledge.

Zhang Zhoudao: "Then use this talent and your situation to tailor poems for you...... Don't say anything, just let you write poems, what do you think of the seven-word quatrain? ”

"Hmm. Very good. Zhu Houzhao said, "Or how can you say that Mr. Zhang is good to me?" Hehe, what kind of seven-word quatrain is that? ”

"Bring a pen."

Zhang Zhou shouted.

Zhu Houzhao looked around and said with a wry smile: "There is no pen, ink, paper and inkstone." ”

Zhang Zhoudao: "You claim to be studying in the south, and you don't even prepare pen, ink, paper, and inkstone?" Let them go and lend it to you! ”

"Great!" Zhu Houzhao ran to the door and shouted outward, "Who is that, find the four treasures of the study." ”

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The four treasures of the study room were placed in front of Zhang Zhou, and Zhu Houzhao was afraid that Zhang Zhou's writing poems for him would spread, so even Liu Jin, who was going to study ink, rushed out.

"Come, sir." Zhu Houzhao gave Zhang Zhou Yanmo.

Zhang Zhoudao: "What I wrote is what I wrote in my head, or is it yours?" ”

"That'...... Let me write? Zhu Houzhao was taken aback, "Mr. Zhang, are you playing with me?" Can I write, can I use you? ”

Zhang Zhou said angrily: "I'll say, you come to write, your words have always been good, don't be in a hurry to publicize it after you write it, give me another copy, and I'll give it to others for you." ”

"Gifts?" Zhu Houzhao looked puzzled.

Zhang Zhoudao: "Pifu is not guilty of his crimes, and it is futile to tell you in detail, if you want to make a name for you, it is best to find a few famous Confucians to help you taste it, such as Cheng Min Zhengcheng Bachelor, Ying Tianfu Yin Wuxiong, Nanjing Military Department Shangshu ......"

"Who?" Zhu Houzhao asked.

"Me!" Zhang Zhoudao.

Zhu Houzhao opened his mouth and said: "You said I wrote it, and I will give you a taste after I finish writing?" This ......"

Zhang Zhoudao: "Can I have someone Zhang to give you a taste, are you still not satisfied?" ”

"No, don't get me wrong, sir, I just sighed, you said, I'll write it." Zhang Zhoudao, "Listen well, Li Du's poems have been passed down by thousands of mouths, and they are no longer fresh. ”

"Slow down...... I write slowly. ”

After Zhu Houzhao finished writing two sentences, he scratched his head and said, "This ...... That's not a big deal. ”

Zhang Zhoudao: "What you want is to go into simple terms, if you come up and talk about it, others will have doubts about whether the poems are from you." ”

"That's it? I look down on Li Du's poems, isn't it called talking? ”

"Less nonsense! Go on...... There are talented people from generation to generation, each leading the way for hundreds of years. ”

Zhu Houzhao picked up the pen, and before he could put down the pen, after listening to it, he looked at Zhang Zhou in a daze: "The last two sentences are good, they sound very high-end, Jiangshan ...... What's going on? ”

"Generations of talented people have come out...... Hurry up and write, I still have something to do, and I don't care at all. If you say that you are famous, who will believe you? ”

"Mr. Zhang, can you believe it? Hey. ”

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After the first poem was written, Zhu Houzhao took the poem and recited it silently many times, and the more he read, the more he felt a sense of accomplishment.

"Sir, it's still you, such a poem, it feels like it's all ordinary words, not as gorgeous as the rhetoric, but it seems very deep, I think taking it out will definitely make that group of people dare not underestimate me." Zhu Houzhao looked proud.

Zhang Zhoudao: "This song is your expectation of the world's scholars, or you use the past to discuss the present, reflecting your respect for the Magi." ”

"Yes, yes." Zhu Houzhao squinted and smiled, now that Zhang Zhou said that the fart is fragrant, he will also nod.

Zhang Zhou coughed and said: "You write another poem, this one reflects your expectations for reading and firm will, as well as your confidence." ”

"And what? Hurry up ......"

"Insist that the green mountains are not relaxed, and the roots are in the broken rocks. Thousands of blows are still strong, and the wind blows from east to west, north and south. ”

Zhang Zhou deliberately spoke very slowly this time, but found that Zhu Houzhao could fully know what words he was talking about, and he didn't need to look up and ask himself.

It also shows that the words and intentions of these seven poems are very simple, but they can be sublimated from the concept.

By the time Zhu Houzhao finished writing, his whole person had fallen into a very bad state, and he shouted: "Sir, you are too powerful, this poem ...... It's just a few simple words, how do I feel that my character has been elevated? Ren'er's east, west, north and south winds are really refreshing, and that's called a refreshing. ”

"Less nonsense, I'll give you another song."

"Uh-huh."

"Kyushu is angry and thunderous, and all the horses are sad. I advise the heavenly lord to be vigorous and reduce talents without sticking to one pattern. ”

"I'm going, it's awesome!"

The more Zhu Houzhao wrote, the more excited he became.

But this time it's not like the first two songs, it's completely flat and straightforward, with a little ambiguity, and some still need Zhang Zhou's guidance, so he knows which words they are.

"Sir, is there anything else?" After Zhu Houzhao finished writing, he was not in a hurry to brag, but looked at Zhang Zhou with blank eyes.

Zhang Zhoudao: "What, three songs are not enough?" ”

"Enough is enough!" Zhu Houzhao stuck out his tongue, "Don't say three, even if it's one, that's enough." I think the third one is the best, and the second one is good...... Song 1...... It's good, it's good. ”

Zhang Zhou got up and said: "Transcribe each one to me a few times, and then recite it clearly, don't wait for others to ask, you have forgotten what you wrote." ”

"No, it won't."

Zhu Houzhao seemed to be an obedient student this time, and let him write as he wanted.

After transcribing a few copies of the three poems, most of them were taken by Zhang Zhou.

Zhu Houzhao said: "Is Mr. going to make a name for me?" ”

"Yes, I went back and framed it and hung it on the wall, and when someone came to visit, I told them that it was given to me by someone, and then let them evaluate this poem, and the people I have been in contact with recently are all famous Confucians in Nanjing." Zhang Zhoudao.

Zhu Houzhao said gratefully: "Sir, why are you so good to me?" Even if I don't understand poetry, I can see that these poems can make you famous if you take them out casually...... I...... I don't even know what to say. ”

Zhang Zhou said coldly: "After you return to the capital, you will be beaten less on your buttocks, and it can be regarded as my benevolence and righteousness as a gentleman." ”

"Yes, yes, Mr. is thinking about me, sir, don't worry, when I return to the capital in the future, I will study hard and live up to your expectations of me." Zhu Houzhao swore to make a guarantee there.

Zhang Zhou snorted lightly: "Just you? It's not that I look down on you, you really don't have the potential to concentrate on reading, but for you, reading is just a matter of knowing the world, and what you have to learn is not necessarily the scriptures and articles, but the way to govern the country. ”

Zhu Houzhao said: "Are these poems also the way to govern the country? ”

"Emphasizing talents, emphasizing character training, saying that it is governing people, for you is governing the country." Zhang Zhou said, "In the same way, I give you poems to show your reputation and let the world's scholars obey you." Now His Majesty's rectification of the Yan Shenggong lineage has also caused the dissatisfaction of the world's scholars, if you can make a name for yourself in the literary world, it can be regarded as letting the world's scholars know that the prince of the Ming Dynasty can also be talented. ”

"It's so profound." Zhu Houzhao's face was full of question marks.

Probably saying.

What are you talking about? Why can't I understand it?

Zhang Zhoudao: "Okay, memorize it a few more times, take it out for others to see, and after you become famous, you will be able to show your face at the literary meeting." I'll think of any poems when I go back, and I'll write them to you. ”

"Good, good. Mr. Zhang is worried about the student, and the student will send you out. ”

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Zhu Houzhao was like an obedient primary school student, secretly rejoicing in his heart, and followed Zhang Zhou out of the door.

Before he could go downstairs, he saw Sun Che and Gong Yeping coming back from outside.

The two of them were very surprised to see Zhu Houzhao coming down with Zhang Zhou, Sun Che said: "Zhu Gongzi, who is this?" ”

Zhu Houzhao smiled: "My husband." ”

"Mr. Zhu Gongzi? That ......"

Sun Che and Gong Yeping are both philistines who go south and north, and seeing that Zhang Zhou is dressed extraordinarily, he does not look like the kind of teacher in the market, and he has a sense of pride, so he feels that Zhang Zhou is not an ordinary person.

Zhang Zhoudao: "I, a student, came all the way to Nanjing, but I refused to visit, so I had to come to see me in person. ”

Sun Che and Gong Yeping both felt embarrassed when they heard this.

The student didn't hurry to visit Mr., but actually asked Mr. to meet the student? I thought, isn't this blaming us for bringing his students badly?

"Sir, you're joking, students must visit you when they have time, I'm afraid that your lintel is too high and you can't get in." Zhu Houzhao smiled.

Sun Che asked, "I don't know where this brother is?" ”

Zhang Zhou said: "I don't need to say the details, I'll talk about it later." Zhu Shou, do your studies hard, don't live up to the expectations of your teacher. ”

"Yes, students remember." Zhu Houzhao was like a good baby, saluting respectfully.

This also made Sun Che and the others feel that something was wrong.

Usually Zhu Houzhao is babbling, it seems that only in front of this "gentleman" can Zhu Houzhao be like a serious child.

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Zhang Zhou left the inn.

Sun Che also accompanied Zhu Houzhao to send people out of the door, turned around and asked, "Zhu Gongzi, who is the commander?" It seems that the origin is not small. ”

Zhu Houzhao said: "Alas, don't say it, he is not small, but he never let me tell outsiders." ”

Gong Yeping remembered the original incident and said: "By the way, little boy, we went to the county government to see it, and said that Brother Hu had come out of the public gate, I don't know if he came to visit?" ”

"I didn't see anyone else." Zhu Houzhao said with a look of excitement, "By the way, I wrote a few poems here, you can help me take a look, but can I get on the stage?" ”

"Poetry? The little boy is going to show his name? That's a good taste. ”

Gongyeping said so, but he naturally didn't think how good Zhu Houzhao's writing could be.

When the three of them went upstairs and entered Zhu Houzhao's room, Liu Jin and the four of them also came in.

When Zhu Houzhao presented a collection of three poems that he had transcribed in front of several people, Gong Yeping's eyes widened and explained...... He was stunned.

"This ......"

Gong Yeping glanced at Sun Che on the side.

Sun Che also looked incredulous and said, "This is ...... What Zhu Gongzi wrote? ”

Zhu Houzhao said with a smug expression: "Who else is it not me?" Of course, my husband came over and gave me some advice, but it doesn't matter, do you think that if these three poems are taken out, will others think that I have some talent? ”

"Which one is talented? Say you...... It's okay to cover the crown with Jinghua. Little boy, you're really ......."

Gongyeping didn't know what to say.

Liu Jin and the others on the side were also literate, and several of them also glanced at each other.

Based on their experience in dealing with the world, they naturally know that none of these three poems must have been written by Zhu Houzhao himself, otherwise how could it be so coincidental that Zhang Zhoulai came out with such awesome verses?

And what is the origin of Zhang Zhou, they know very well that it is the champion of the Ming Dynasty, and he has won the trust of the emperor and the prince, and the prince even did not hesitate to chase after him.

"Zhu Gongzi, such a good poem should really be uploaded to the streets and alleys, so it's better to take it out today." Sun Che was also very excited.

It's as if this verse was also written by him.

Zhu Houzhao said: "Arrange the arrangement, arrange a small literary meeting today, at the literary meeting, I will take out the poems, who dares to say that my son is not talented, I will use these three poems to plug their mouths!" ”

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Zhang Zhou saw Zhu Houzhao, and the carriage went to Cheng Minzheng's mansion.

When Cheng Minzheng learned that Zhang Zhou was coming, he thought it was something important, and when he saw Zhang Zhou take out a piece of paper with three poems written on it, he was very surprised: "This is?" ”

Zhang Zhoudao: "These three poems, Cheng Shilang will judge them, see how they are written?" ”

Cheng Minzheng is knowledgeable.

After he finished reading it, his reaction was actually not much stronger than that of Sun Che and Gong Yeping, and he was greatly surprised: "Lai Guogong, you are really talented. ”

Zhang Zhou smiled: "Don't say that, this is written by the prince." ”

"Ahem, cough, ahem......" When Cheng Minzheng heard this, he instantly coughed violently, and after he calmed down, he asked, "Yes...... What the prince wrote? ”

Zhang Zhoudao: "In the theater, you won't forget what Cheng Shilang said, right?" ”

Cheng Minzheng was stunned for a moment as if he had been hit on the head with a hammer.

When he figured out that Zhang Zhou was in the theater, in front of Tang Yin and Xu Jing, he told him that the prince was coming to Nanjing and was going to help the prince become famous...... Cheng Minzheng realized that the so-called "fame" was used in this way.

Zhang Zhoudao: "Academically, whether it is psychology or science, there are biases, and the world either admires or resists, and it is difficult to form a consensus. As for the article, it is even more difficult for the prince to use this to make a name for himself. ”

Cheng Minzheng said: "So Lai Guogong thought of helping him ...... with poetry."

"Cheng Shilang, don't talk nonsense, this is written by the prince himself, you haven't seen his words in the past two years, but at least I think that I didn't write it, right?" Zhang Zhou said with a smile.

Cheng Minzheng immediately realized that it was probably Zhang Zhou who sacrificed his fame and gave his poems to Zhu Houzhao.

But he didn't dare to draw conclusions.

I took out three poems at once, and they all looked simple and unpretentious in rhetoric, saying that they were written by children, and no one would object to them, but the idea was very lofty......

Cheng Minzheng was also thinking.

If this is all written by Zhang Bingkuan, then how incredible can his talent be? It was easy to create such a poem for the crown prince...... So why is it that two years ago, the peach blossom song he wrote was not as good as any of these three songs?

That was an opportunity for himself to make a name for himself, and he didn't take it?

Or is it ...... These three capitals were written by him recently, and he didn't have time to become famous, so he gave them directly to the crown prince?

Such a reputation can be handed over to people......

Or......

Could it be that His Majesty asked someone to write it for the crown prince? But who has such a spirit of self-sacrifice?

Cheng Minzheng asked himself, if he was the author of these three poems, he would not be able to give up his reputation.

Zhang Zhoudao: "But the prince doesn't know much about the truth of his guilt. ”

Cheng Minzheng instantly figured it out, and he said: "Are you afraid that someone will steal the name of the poem for themselves after learning about these three poems?" ”

"Hmm." Zhang Zhou nodded.

Cheng Minzheng said: "But that's the prince'......"

Meaning, the prince's poems, others dare to plagiarize?

Zhang Zhoudao: "But now except for a few people who know his identity, who knows about it?" Even if you look back and suppress Xiaoxiao with the power of the prince, the world will think that it is the prince who bullies others and takes other people's poems as his own. ”

Cheng Minzheng frowned and said: "Then the old man will make this poem public and tell him that it was written by the prince." ”

"No, you don't." Zhang Zhoudao, "As long as Cheng Shilang is in the Nanjing literary circle, he names these three poems, and shows the poems written by the prince to everyone, so that the world knows that this poem is from your hands, it will be fine!" ”

(End of chapter)