Li Zhiyu looked at everyone and turned to look at him, whether it was the one who despised him before, or the eyes of Li Bingjie and Xu Wenruo who were excited, and how could he have the contempt of the previous conceited articles, poems, and books.

Legend has it that there was a famous man in the previous dynasty who would make blue eyes to show people whenever he met someone with the same ambition, and if he was a disgusted person, he would treat others with white eyes. And nowadays, many celebrities do not say that they have blue eyes, at least they have no white eyes.

Li Zhiyu saw that everyone's emotions had not subsided, and he stood in the middle of everyone, but he didn't know how to advance or retreat, and the young man was embarrassed. Liu Chengqing looked at Li Zhiyu and talked eloquently, and he was slightly proud in his heart, this is worthy of being Zhao Shuli, the apprentice of Wang Ba. But this Zhang Shangshu, although he has heard a little, but he doesn't know too much, but he knows that Zhang Xingjian Zhang Shangshu was originally the minister of the humerus of the previous dynasty, and Emperor Xiaozong regarded it as his right-hand man. If this pair of monarchs and ministers is put together, it will not only be the strength of the rule of the Ming monarchs, but also the foundation of the discipline of the government and the opposition. At that time, the north of Great Chu could reach three, and the south could resist Wu Yue. But later Emperor Xiaozong collapsed, and now the saint succeeded to the throne, restarting the conservatives, Huang Yujin was deeply favored by the saint, and the south used a marriage to marry Wu Yue, and the north was a minister and the grassland, and now it is now.

Qiu Ruhai listened to the three words "Zhang Shangshu", looking back on the past, and his expression was quite embarrassing. At the beginning, he improved the old ring head knife into a horizontal knife, and carried three copies of the drawings. The first person to pay homage to Shouchun City was Zhang Xingjian, who was known as a virtuous minister. It's a pity that Zhang Xingjian was snubbed at this time and couldn't meet. Later, hundreds of craftsmen entered the treasure in today's saint, Qiu Ruhai saw that the court had fallen into the hands of Huang Yujin, leaving a drawing and leaving. At this moment, seeing this Li Bingjie and Xu Wenruo Zhang Shangshu, I only felt a pity in my heart. If Zhang Shangshu had not been deposed, he would be very different today.

The crowd around them had something on their minds, but they were not good at words, they were just silent. Zhao Qingrou saw that everyone was speechless, walked into the plum forest, looked at the young man in front of him and said, "Li Zhiyu, you still know something!" The girl's tone was slightly playful, and she stood in front of Li Zhiyu again, the two of them were less than an inch apart, wisps of fragrance wafted into her nose, and Li Zhiyu's white face was full of crimson. He looked at the girl in front of him with a red face and said, "I do know a little." ”

Li Zhiyu was speechless, looking at the girl in front of him, his heart beat more and more urgently. Seeing that she didn't speak again, I remembered that she was angry with herself for some reason before, and she wanted to ask but was afraid of provoking her to get angry again and ignore herself, but that was not good.

Li Zhiyu thought of this, although he wanted to vomit a thousand words, but he looked forward and backward, and turned to a thousand times, and finally choked speechlessly. Zhao Qingrou just looked at the little mud spots on Li Zhiyu's white clothes, took out the handkerchief again, and said, "Here you go!" The girl looked shy, bowed her head and held the handkerchief. Li Zhiyu's face was blushing, and he lowered his head in obedience.

Li Zhiyu wanted to reach out and take this handkerchief, but with so many people standing here, if he took it, he was afraid of causing everyone to misunderstand. But if she didn't take this handkerchief, it would be even less worthwhile to make her angry. Li Zhiyu muttered in his heart, pondered for a long time before he mustered up the courage to reach out and take this handkerchief, hold it gently, and still don't use it.

Zhao Qingrou waited until there was nothing in her hand, then she raised her head, and saw that the young man was still holding a handkerchief, and she was very puzzled. The girl said softly: "Why don't you use it?" Li Zhiyu's face was blushing, and it was difficult to answer, and it took a long time before he said intermittently: "This is.... You send ...... I ..... Reluctant. After the young man's words were spoken, he was already inaudible. Zhao Qingrou knew why Li Zhiyu was just holding this handkerchief and didn't use it before, and muttered, "You nerd." Zhang Haiju saw that the two were so intimate, and Zhao Qingrou even gave them personal gifts, so jealous in his heart, but helpless.

The word love is difficult to go from shallow to deep, and it is even more difficult to give up.

Zhang Haiju was born in a famous family, and his father was faintly the head of the world's scholars, and the poetry and calligraphy he learned were excellent. The virtue and ethics of a gentleman are in the same line. Although the two were intimate, they were only annoyed, and there was no intention of exclusion. According to what Li Zhiyu just said, looking at his talent and learning, after six or seven years, Li Zhiyu will definitely show his head and feet among the literati of Dachu, and if Li Zhiyu is really useful, he will definitely speak by his father's side, so that this young man can show his talents.

The old servant stood aside and didn't speak, but the young lady's love was just beginning, and she didn't understand the world, so she forgot about it over time.

After a while, Li Bingjie and Xu Wenruo finally reacted, and the two of them were so intimate that they couldn't be disturbed. But the two have been standing at each other like this, full of words and waiting to ask, which is really a dilemma. Li Bingjie was originally upright, but Xu Wenruo, who looked at the other side, just looked at the two of them in embarrassment and didn't speak, coughed lightly, and asked, "Dare to ask who the little brother is taught by." ”

Li Zhiyu just held Zhao Qingrou's handkerchief blankly, and his heart was turning a thousand times, thinking hard about how to speak, not to make Zhao Qingrou angry, but also to resolve the embarrassment at the moment. Rao is a hundred chapters of poetry and books he reads, but there are no words of love in the books of the saints.

Li Zhiyu pondered to himself, and was suddenly unaware of Li Bingjie's questioning. Li Bingjie smiled helplessly, this young boy and girl love for the first time was the most beautiful time. But now I have to bother, I only feel guilty, but I still have to ask this. Li Bingjie walked in front of Li Zhiyu, took a closer look at the two of them, and coughed lightly, Li Zhiyu and Zhao Qingrou realized that the two of them looked embarrassed.

"Little brother, but I don't know who you are learning from. Dare to ask the name of the respected teacher, where do you live now?" Li Bingjie asked a lot in a row, Li Zhiyu was slightly serious, turned around and said: "The younger generation of literature and poetry is taught in the school, and as for the gentleman who never mentions his name and surname, the younger generation does not know. The younger generation only knows that Mr. himself is called "Five Unfestivals", but he is usually called Mr. "Unknot". Where the gentleman retreats, the juniors are not allowed by the gentleman, and they dare not reveal the slightest. Li Bingjie listened to the words, muttered for a while, and said happily after a while: "Brother Wen Ruo, this young master is none other than Zhang Xingjian, the master of Shangshu." ”

Li Zhiyu scratched his head, puzzled in his heart, he just said that Mr. "Five Festivals" How can he infer that Mr. is Zhang Xingjian, the former Shangshu of the Dynasty.

Xu Wenruo looked at the young man scratching his head and thinking, and said with a smile: "Little brother doesn't know. In the past, when Lord Shangshu opened the government and changed the law, due to the large number of laws and regulations, many laws and regulations were not easy to count. So Lord Shangshu laughed at himself that there were five immodesies in the decree he issued, one of which was: not to save money. The second is: not saving work. The third is: no color. Fourth, it is not temperable. The fifth is: unscrupulous officials. Li Zhiyu heard these five inconsistencies, and muttered in his heart. I know the meaning of this "five festivals", but I have no clue about the meaning of these "five festivals", and Li Zhiyu smiled helplessly.

Xu Wenruo was still puzzled when he saw the young man, and he was speechless for a while, only saying that you, a young man, have studied with Master Shangshu for many years, and you don't even know Lord Shangshu's "Five Nos", doesn't this Lord Shangshu even say the most brilliant stroke of his own politics.

Li Bingjie laughed, seeing the young man in confusion and whispering, Xu is Lord Shangshu never said, after all, this "untemperate color" is not very bright. The scholars and scholars who were middle-aged and elderly around him heard Xu Wenruo say these five unfestivals, and their expressions were slightly embarrassed.

Zhao Qingrou turned her body sideways, looked at the many people around her who were rich and rich, and she was a little curious. All of them are half-buried in the loess, but how can this make this child cowardly. Moreover, although I occasionally heard my father talk about this "five festivals", my father has always been hesitant about the specific content of the articles, and he has never answered positively. Zhao Qingrou said: "Dare to ask sir, what is the Five Festivals." ”

Li Bingjie's old face was red, and he was silent for a long time, but he didn't speak. An old Confucian who was also dressed in green clothes shouted: "You are modest, but you are not modest." When the surrounding scholars heard this, they laughed. Thinking that when Li Bingjie was young and strong, he was the most fond of the "untemperate color" of Lord Shangshu.

Li Bingjie saw that everyone was laughing, and only after a long time did he reply with a red face: "Lord Shangshu, these "five non-festivals" are "not saving money", "not saving money", "not saving money", "not ........saving money", "not Old man. After all, he has a deep Confucian lean study, and this sage also once said, "Heaven is strong, the gentleman is self-improving, and the terrain is good, and the gentleman is virtuous." "At this moment, he said these five festivals, but he despised the saints.

After pondering for a long time, Li Bingjie cleared his throat and said in a righteous voice: "Not saving money, but the imperial court's big Zhang money ceremony, goods through the north and south, benefiting the great Chu, the rich are allowed to give a generous funeral ceremony, diverting the world; if you do not save merit, it is that the sergeant will have merit when he goes into battle to kill the enemy, and boost morale, then the soldier has his own fighting spirit, and only with the fighting heart can he go into battle to make meritorious service, and he will not regret his death; if he does not control the law, he will be punished according to the law, and those who have made meritorious deeds will be rewarded, and the merits will be clearly distinguished; if he does not control the law, he will be punished and rewarded for his merits, and the merits will be clearly distinguished; if he does not control the officials, he will be allowed to hold an official position according to the money and grain provided by the rich people, but the maximum will not exceed six grades. The old man paused slightly, and said: "It's not frugal, but it's a gold cave opened by the imperial court, and Qinglou Fireworks Lane is protected by the government, which is intended to encourage rich officials to fight wine and spend money, and the government draws heavy taxes from it to make up for the north and south border defense." Although this item has been criticized, it has really saved the treasury 30% of its expenditure. Li Bingjie finished the last item of "untemperate" with a red face, and looked at Li Zhiyu.

Li Zhiyu hummed lightly, because he had been living with Zhao Shuli in the mountains and rivers, he didn't know much about this "untemperate". Zhao Qingrou is not, after being a nobleman, living in Shouchun City, this place of gold consumption has been seen since then, babbling softly, charming and charming, looking at Li Zhiyu lightly, the girl took a sip.

The girl adjusted her long skirt lightly, and when she saw that Li Zhiyu was still thinking about this alone, she was very unhappy in her heart, and pinched Li Zhiyu's ears and said, "If you dare to be unscrupulous, this girl will not spare you." Li Zhiyu was slightly stunned, seeing that Zhao Qingrou had become arrogant and domineering again at the moment, and smiled helplessly.

Many Confucian B&Bs around smiled slightly, but this pair of young men and women were also a good match.

"In the past, Lan Huiyue was the only one who was a peach and a plum. The spring heart has not been written, and it is a feast for you. ”