Chu Feng cleared his throat and began to recite poems with feelings.

"Insist that Qingshan will not relax, and the roots are in the broken rock."

Yu Yansong's heart trembled violently when he heard it, aren't these two poems a true portrayal of the first half of his life?

He came from a humble background, and with a tenacity that does not give up, he has fought to this day, and no one knows how much he has suffered and how tired he has suffered in the middle.

As an official for half his life, he has always remembered his father's words to be an upright and honest official, just like the bamboo in this poem, he has done it.

He blinked his moist eyes, held back his tears, and listened carefully to Chu Feng's poems.

"Thousands of blows are still strong, and the wind is blowing from east to west, north and south."

Yu Yansong's tears couldn't hold back anymore and rolled down from his eyes.

These last two sentences are a portrayal of the second half of his life, after going through too many tribulations, his original intention and courage are still the same, and now no matter how many tests God gives him, he can accept it.

Since the death of his parents, he has not shed tears.

I didn't expect to cry because of a poem today.

He wiped his eyes and shivered and got up from his seat.

clapped his hands excitedly, completely ignoring the fact that he would lose his temper in front of His Majesty.

"Lord Yu, please advise."

Chu Feng arched his hand and said, this poem is a swan song for the ages, expressing the backbone of uprightness, unyielding and powerful, and iron-clad.

Who doesn't like to hear others praise him like this!

It's just that Chu Feng didn't expect this adult to react so violently.

Yu Yansong wiped the tears from his eyes and pursed his lips: "Compared with Brother Chu, I am ashamed of myself, I like this poem you sent very much." ”

Unexpectedly, Chu Feng didn't do it for him, he still expected him to save his father as soon as he was happy.

But this matter can't be too urgent, since they have begun to improve their weapons, they will have the opportunity to meet in the future.

Sometimes you can't be too purposeful.

"I heard that your handwriting is also very beautiful, can you write it down for me, and I will frame it and hang it in the house when I go back."

This little request, Chu Feng naturally readily agreed.

After the shopkeeper brought the pen and paper, he wrote it neatly for him in a small seal, and stamped his stamp in the lower right corner.

Yu Yansong was very satisfied and carefully accepted it, and his mind was already thinking about where it was better to hang it.

After a meal, Yu Yansong's good impression of Chu Feng rose even more sharply, and they began to be commensurate with friends.

"Why don't you write me a poem?"

In the gap between the thatched houses on the Yan Song, Xia Zheng asked Chu Feng with a cold face.

This moment almost choked Chu Feng's question.

"I wrote poems for him for a purpose, isn't my father still in prison? Coax him to a good time, you know. ”

Xia Zheng finally understood, and rolled his eyes to show that he was speechless.

He is His Majesty today, isn't it better to please him than to please a scholar?

However, there is no way, who asked him to hide his identity.

"Then I don't care, those who see it have a share, if you don't compose poems for me, I won't invest in you in the future."

"That's not going to work!"

It is impossible for Chu Feng, such a big God of Wealth, to let go, so hurry up and agree to him.

"Okay, good, do it for you, do it for you, next time."

Xia Zheng just gave up, he really admired Chu Feng's talent, and he wanted to know what poems Chu Feng would write for him.

Let's talk about it next time, Chu Feng thought, and the three of them walked out of the tavern.

Xia Zheng and Yu Yansong returned to Beijing in a carriage.

The next morning, Xia Zheng praised the silver trumpet from the inside out in front of the civil and military officials, and the officials were a little moved, but because it was the first time they had heard of this thing, they were a little hesitant.

"Your Majesty, the minister thinks this silver horn is very good, and the minister is willing to deposit all the one million taels saved by the family."

Yu Yansong stood up and arched his hand, this was something he had negotiated with His Majesty.

Someone takes the lead, someone follows.

"The minister is willing to save 200,000 taels."

"The minister doesn't have much money, save 10,000 taels."

Everyone is not all for the emperor, mainly to make money.

After Chu Feng went back, he thought about it for a while, and finally decided to go to the government to buy a shop.

When he came to the house, the owner of the house saw that it was Chu Feng, and the scene of being scolded immediately appeared in his mind.

At the beginning, he rented the barren mountain in the northern suburbs to Chu Feng, and he received 500,000 taels for a fifty-year lease, and he was praised by the superiors.

But before he was happy for a few days, he saw that Chu Feng had actually earned double the money with the wild fruit on the barren mountain.

On the same day, he was scolded by the people above him.

said that he did things too casually, and a loser could think of making money from the wild fruits on the mountain, but he couldn't think of it as the head of the house.

But even if he thought about it for another fifty years, he couldn't think of what he could do with that wild fruit for pineapple beer.

This incident not only made him lose face, but also lost the opportunity for promotion.

As a result, he was unwell and did not eat for several days.

Seeing Chu Feng now, he couldn't do anything but have a cold face.

"Master Bai, are you in a bad mood today? I've brought you two cans of pineapple beer, and you'll be happy when you drink them. ”

"Humph!"

When Director Bai saw the pineapple beer, his face pulled, and he didn't want to receive Chu Feng's favor at all, and he looked like a send-off.

Chu Feng only felt inexplicable, but when he saw that Director Bai was determined not to talk, the door was closed.

"Director Bai, find the accounts of the first two years for this official."

"Okay, okay, Zhao County Order, the villain will go and get it."

As soon as Director Bai saw that the person was Zhao Xianling, his attitude immediately turned 180 degrees, and he was just about to rush into the account room to find the account, when Zhao Xianling's voice came again.

"Young Master Chu, why are you here?"

Why is the dignified county order so polite to a loser? He felt a faint uneasiness in his heart.

Chu Feng sighed: "I came to discuss the matter of renting a shop with Director Bai, but Director Bai didn't seem to like a small business and rejected me." ”

Zhao Xian Ling glared at Master Bai fiercely and looked at Chu Feng with a smile.

"I don't know which shop Mr. Chu wants to rent, although I am a small county magistrate, I can still live there."

He was present at the prefect's mother's birthday banquet that day, so he knew all of Chu Feng's deeds at that time.

Governor Sun had to respect him for three points, how could he dare to offend Chu Feng as a small county magistrate.

Not to mention the fact that this is a homeowner with a little bit of power.

"Forget it, this son has never been difficult to be strong, since Master Bai is unwilling, then let's stop."

Chu Feng waved his hand, turned around and walked out, and Chief Bai ran over to stop Chu Feng with a pale face.

"Young Master Chu, you misunderstood me, I didn't refuse you, I misunderstood, I misunderstood."

Master Bai looked at Chu Feng almost begging, he was on a big deal.

Zhao Xianling is so arrogant, but now he has so much respect for Chu Feng, he can't wait to slap his two big mouths now.

Chu Feng didn't want to delay too much time, so he just did it.

In just a few minutes, the shop was rented to Chu Feng.

After Chu Feng left, Director Bai finished looking for accounts for Zhao County, and didn't say anything, just took a deep look at him and left.

Silence is better than sound here, and Lord Bai sat on the ground in shock.

It seemed that promotion was basically impossible, and he raised his hand and slapped himself with two big mouths.

Chu Fenghao didn't ink, and when he got the key, he let people start decorating the shop.

Since it is a silver number, it should be a little taller, Chu Feng drew the decoration drawing, and after the girl worker finished all the details, she was ready to go home.

"Young Master Chu is here to play!"

"Dare to run, huh? Believe it or not I broke your legs! ”

Passing by the door of the Qinglou, accompanied by bursts of rooster crows, a rough sound came.

Chu Feng followed the sound and saw that several big men were punching and kicking a young girl, scolding with foul language in their mouths.

Not far away, where there was no light, Chu Feng seemed to see a figure.