Chapter 339 When three people are together, I must be my teacher
It’s not easy!
It’s really not easy for Zhang Fei to do charity!
Not only do you have to donate money, but you also have to teach the other person how to ask for money.
I have never seen such a kind person.
Fortunately, such things as profit are human nature and do not distinguish between ancient and modern times, Chinese and foreign.
Liang Shaodong quickly understood how to play this charity fund.
Of course, Zhang Fei is not a lamb brought to their doorstep and will still be slaughtered by them. However, his current focus is on donating to the college. When he is free, he will go there in person. For now, he is just giving them a little sweetness. When the time comes,
Will assign tasks to them.
He donated weapons research and development, and the police station was just an excuse. His purpose was to develop weapons, because currently he could only protect himself from being tricked and killed by his own people, and he also had to ensure that he would not be tricked and killed by outsiders.
After all, this was the Song Dynasty, not the Han Dynasty.
This requires strong military strength.
As a liberal arts student, Zhang Fei is not his strong point in science. He just has insights beyond his time. He knows the evolution of firearms over the past thousand years, but they have to figure out the details themselves.
"Third brother, Liang Cheng is a liar. I've seen that firearm before, but it's of no use to us police officers."
As soon as Liang Shaodong left, Ma Xiaoyi immediately spoke to Zhang Fei, as if he was afraid that Zhang San would be deceived.
Zhang Fei smiled and said: "Xiao Ma, do you know that all this progress started with deceiving people?"
Ma Xiaoyi looked confused when he heard this, "I don't understand."
Zhang Fei smiled and said: "If I said that as long as you give me ten thousand yuan, I can take you to fly in the sky, do you believe it?"
Ma Xiaoyi's eyes lit up and he immediately said, "I don't believe it."
Zhang Fei smiled and said: "So, you won't give me 10,000 yuan?"
Ma Xiaoyi's eyes rolled, "If it were anyone else, I would definitely not give it to you, but if it were Third Brother, I...I wouldn't be able to give you ten thousand gu!"
Zhang Fei said: "What if you can get it?"
Ma Xiaoyi said: "Of course I will believe Third Brother."
Zhang Fei said: "But what if I can't do it?"
Ma Xiaoyi shook his head and said, "That doesn't matter."
Zhang Fei chuckled and said: "So, if you don't give me this ten thousand yuan, you will definitely not be successful, but if you give it to me, you will probably not succeed. As far as you are concerned, it is a lie."
, starting from scratch, no one can guarantee that it will be successful, as long as they work hard."
Ma Xiaoyi scratched his head when he heard this, "Third brother, I don't quite understand."
Zhang Fei smiled and said: "It doesn't matter if you don't understand it now, you will slowly understand it later."
While he and Ma Xiaoyi were chatting about the police station, they returned to the lobby and saw that not only did everyone not leave, but they were chatting animatedly.
"What are you talking about?"
Zhang Fei asked curiously.
Huang Can immediately said: "Sanlang, you came just in time, we are discussing the personnel arrangements of our charity foundation."
Zhang Fei said, "You can just talk to Dalang about this."
Everyone looked at Zhang Fei in unison.
Zhang Fei immediately explained: "Everyone, I am not very good at doing business. For all matters from now on, you can just talk to Fan Dalang."
Everyone's eyes became more confused, as if to hint to Zhang Fei, if the Fan family forces you to do anything, just blink your eyes, there are many of us, we have nothing to fear from him.
You Zhang San said you don’t know how to do business?
Who are you fooling!
Fan Zheng looked innocent. He had already known in advance that Zhang Fei would leave all this matter to him.
Zhang Fei saw that they didn't believe it, so he added: "Just kidding, I still have a lot of things to do. For the charity foundation, I will assign tasks and contact the court, but Fan Dalang will carry out the specific tasks.
Otherwise, I would really be too busy."
This explanation made everyone feel relieved.
They were afraid that Zhang Fei would dig a hole, so they gave up. With their abilities, they simply couldn't continue playing now.
But in the past month, Zhang Fei has been extremely busy. From contacting the court to opening workshops, Zhang Fei was running the whole thing, and he was really busy.
Not only that, they also questioned Zhang Fei's decision many times during this period.
For example, they have a lot of complaints about the football league and scholarships.
Think Zhang Fei is arbitrary and arbitrary.
After all, this is the Song Dynasty, and the ancestral methods are deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.
Things are for prevention, music is for control.
Then Zhang Fei plans and Fan Zheng executes. In this way, there is no need to rely on Zhang Fei for everything, and at the same time, Zhang Fei can be prevented from monopolizing power and acting arbitrarily.
In comparison, they were more afraid of Zhang Fei. This kid's ideas were so wild and unconstrained that people couldn't figure them out. If they weren't careful, they might be betrayed by him and still count the money for him.
Although they all know that Fan Zheng looks young and not a good person, Fan Zheng is still more pragmatic. The key is that Bai Fanlou has a closer relationship with them and both parties understand him better.
Soon, they reached an agreement on this issue and let Fan Zheng be the second in command.
In fact, the so-called second-in-command is the person who really does the work.
The top leader is responsible for talking and going out to socialize.
Zhang Fei did what he said, and he executed it immediately. He immediately passed the responsibility to Fan Zheng, and he left directly. Please discuss the personnel issues yourself.
In fact, the first phase of the Da Song Charity Foundation's plan has been all laid out, and the next step is to start implementation. He really doesn't want to bother with this, and he doesn't have the energy.
When I got home, Xu Zhiqian and Gao Wenyin happened to be at home. Now that the weather was getting colder, a small brazier had been prepared. The two women were sitting by the fire, chatting animatedly.
"Sanlang is back!"
When Gao Wenyin saw Zhang Fei, she immediately stood up.
"Sit, sit."
Zhang Fei hurriedly pressed his hands, then quickly went over and sat between the two women, "It's very cold here, why don't you sit closer and squeeze a little closer to warm up."
Xu Zhiqian gave him a charming eye roll directly.
Gao Wenyin's face was slightly red, and she silently peeled an orange and handed it to Zhang Fei.
"Thank you ma'am."
Zhang Fei took it, put half of it in his mouth, and said vaguely: "Yeah, it's so sweet!"
Gao Wenyin said: "Don't eat in such a hurry, or you may choke."
Zhang Fei swallowed it whole and breathed out lightly, "Madam, don't worry, I have become accustomed to choking during this period. When I eat, I don't pour it into my mouth, and my esophagus is squeezed. I am really exhausted."
When Xu Zhiqian heard this, she couldn't help but feel guilty and said: "It's all my fault, I didn't do anything to help."
Originally, all the money-spending matters were left to her. She was full of confidence before, but she didn't expect that spending money would be more difficult than making money.
The key is for Zhang Fei to take action and get it done immediately.
This was a big blow to her confidence.
Zhang Fei smiled and said: "Zhiqian, please don't say that, you two have helped me a lot."
Xu Zhiqian asked: "What's the big deal?"
Gao Wenyin also looked at Zhang Fei curiously, what does this have to do with me?
Zhang Fei said: "You didn't waste my energy, not even a drop of it, so I have always been full of energy these days."
Xu Zhiqian said depressedly: "Although I didn't cause any trouble for you, I really didn't do much to help you."
Adding to the chaos? Zhang Fei was also depressed, and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "You silly woman, I can't even run away, and you still want to get involved."
Xu Zhiqian said in surprise: "Can't run in time?"
"yes!"
Zhang Fei nodded, "I have handed over all the affairs of the Song Dynasty Charity Foundation to Fan Dalang."
"Why?"
Xu Zhiqian said very puzzled.
"Tired!"
Zhang Fei said: "Why else? In the past six months, the only person I can see when I return home is my wife."
He leaves early and comes home late these days. Only Gao Wenyin is waiting for him every night and tidying up for him early in the morning.
I haven't seen Xiao Tao for several days.
Gao Wenyin knew it very well. She nodded hurriedly and said: "Our family is not short of money now, so we don't have to be so tired. Don't tire your body out."
Zhang Fei said hey: "Madam, don't worry, I can stay at home with you this winter."
Gao Wenyin hurriedly said: "Sanlang misunderstood. I just hope that you, Sanlang, have a good rest and don't exhaust yourself. I don't want Sanlang to accompany me."
Zhang Fei said thoughtfully: "That's true. With you, you can't think about resting. You can't think about exercising all the time."
"sports?"
Gao Wenyin looked at Zhang Fei with confusion.
Zhang Fei chuckled: "Exercise with Madam."
However, Xu Zhiqian said dissatisfiedly: "A man should have his ambitions in all directions. How can he be afraid of tiredness and hardship?"
Before he finished speaking, a burst of laughter was heard.
The three of them looked up and saw Xu Zun and a young man entering the door.
It was Yan Jidao.
"Mr. Yan?"
Xu Zhiqian said in surprise.
Zhang Fei looked at Xu Zhiqian with a depressed look and cursed in a low voice: "You have such a crow's mouth."
"Dad! Mr. Yan!"
Xu Zhiqian bowed and asked again: "Dad, why did you come back with Mr. Yan?"
Xu Zun chuckled: "I just met outside the door. Shuyuan came here specifically to see Zhang San. I was worried about his absence just now, but he has been very busy recently."
Zhang Fei then came over and saluted the two of them.
Yan Jidao bowed his hand in return and took out a book, "These are some of my father's poems that I have compiled recently. The content was compiled with reference to Sanlang's suggestions, but I don't know if it is feasible. I hope Sanlang can give me some advice."
The Yan family had long signed a publishing contract with Genuine Books. Zhang Fei suggested that Yan Jidao write some short stories about some poems to make them more interesting and to inspire some appreciation.
A few dry poems were printed in just a few clicks, and who couldn’t memorize Yan Shu’s poems?
This requires innovation.
Originally, Zhang Fei asked Yan Jidao to participate in the production, but after Yan Jidao met Hou Donglai and others, he decided to write it himself. There was no reliable genuine bookstore.
Xu Zhiqian knew it, but Xu Zun didn't and couldn't help but look at Zhang Fei in shock.
Does my son-in-law still have this ability?
I do not know how.
He completely forgot that Zhang Fei once shocked Bai Fanlou with a poem and at the same time brought the beauty back home.
Because Zhang Fei had written several articles in the newspaper before, and the impression was deeply rooted in people's hearts. Xu Zun strongly agreed with Xu Zhiqian's views. Most of the poems were copied by Zhang Fei.
Taking Yan Shu's poems and discussing them with Zhang Fei is like feeding cows with peonies!
Zhang Fei also noticed the look in Xu Zun's eyes. He took it and said: "Mr. Yan, I have little talent and knowledge. Why don't you let my father-in-law take a look at it first?"
Yan Jidao hurriedly raised his hands and said, "It would be great if I could get some advice from Mr. Xu."
Xu Zun had an embarrassed look on his face, "I don't dare, I don't dare. It's not for ordinary people like us to comment on Yan Gong's words. But to appreciate it, that's what we want. I wonder if that's okay?"
Yan Jidao said hurriedly: "Xu Gong please."
Xu Zun took it with both hands, looking very excited.
Who doesn’t love Yan Shu’s words and articles?
Compared with Yan Shu, Xu Zunruo was not in the same league. He sat excitedly on the edge of the brazier and looked at it carefully.
Xu Zhiqian also quietly moved behind Xu Zun and started watching together.
Gao Wenyin poured a pot of hot food for them.
"Thank you!"
Yan Jidao stood up and bowed his hands.
Gao Wenyin felt flattered. After all, the people who usually came here were either Cao Dongdong or Ma Xiaoyi. Those two brats basically squatted on chairs. How could Yan Jidao know etiquette so well? He was afraid of being reciprocated, and then stood in front of Zhang Fei beside.
Zhang Fei glanced at her and whispered: "Why are you standing? Sit down."
Gao Wenyin shook her head.
Zhang Fei was also helpless. Although he was fascinated by Gao Wenyin's considerate care, he really didn't like that Gao Wenyin put his status too low. Li Si and Xiao Tao were both careless and master-like in the house.
"Good! It's so well written!"
Xu Zun suddenly let out a series of exclamations, and couldn't help but look at Yan Jida and said, "Shu Yuan's talent is probably no less than that of Duke Yan."
Xu Zhiqian also looked at Yan Jidao with a hint of admiration.
It turns out that Yan Jidao also wrote some words to annotate his father's words.
Just these words can kill Xu Zun tens of thousands of times.
There's absolutely no comparison.
In fact, Xu Zun's articles are also very good. Otherwise, he would not be able to win the Jinshi. But compared with these "hooligans", he would really be humiliating himself!
This can really only be described as talent.
Yan Jidao said hurriedly: "Xu Gong has given me too much praise. Compared with his father, Yan Jidao's words are still far behind."
Xu Zunfu said: "Perhaps Xu is very talented and has little knowledge, and he really can't tell the difference between superior and inferior."
"Where! Where!"
Yan Jidao cupped his hands and glanced at Zhang Fei again.
Xu Zun quickly handed the book to Zhang Fei, "Zhang San, take a look."
"yes!"
Zhang Fei took it over.
Xu Zhiqian whispered: "Zhang San, do you understand?"
Zhang Fei was honest and shrugged, "I don't know either."
I flipped through it casually, then glanced at Yan Jidao, but stopped talking.
Yan Jidao said hurriedly: "If there is anything wrong with San Lang, I hope you can point it out."
I'm also surprised that you can see the problem just by being so casual?
Xu Zun also looked at Zhang Fei in surprise.
Zhang Fei said to Yan Jidao again: "Mr. Yan, remember what I said at the time, write some short stories and Duke Yan's state of mind at that time, and even write them in conjunction with the current affairs at that time."
Yan Jidao nodded and said, "That's what I wrote."
"you are not."
".?"
Yan Jidao looked at Zhang Fei in confusion.
Zhang Fei said: "The story is not an article, and the narration is not poetry. It is best to write it in popular sentences."
Yan Jidao asked: "Why?"
Xu Zun and his daughter also looked at Zhang Fei for no apparent reason.
Zhang Fei explained: "Actually, my father-in-law has pointed out the problem just now."
Xu Zun pointed at Zhang Fei anxiously and said, "You kid, don't talk nonsense."
Scholars are very concerned about this kind of thing. If it were spread that Xu Zun criticized Yan Shu, people from the Yan family might come to ask for advice.
Zhang Fei said: "Father-in-law, don't be surprised. I mean, just now, my father-in-law was also deeply attracted by Mr. Yan's words."
Xu Zhiqian interrupted: "That's because Mr. Yan's lyrics are very good."
"But who gets this poetry collection?" Zhang Fei asked.
Xu Zhiqian said: "It belongs to Mr. Yan."
"That's the truth."
Zhang Fei said: "This collection of poems lacks a sense of hierarchy. Mr. Yan's poems and articles are so well written that they do not highlight Mr. Yan's poems and articles."
Yan Jidao said hurriedly: "Sanlang's words are wrong. How can my poems and articles cover up my father's light?"
"Not even close."
Zhang Fei said: "This is a collection of personal poems, and the entire core is Mr. Yan. Therefore, Mr. Yan's talent, character, experience and ideals must be highlighted. Mr. Yan's poems and articles are really too personal, which will confuse readers.
I can't fully indulge in Yan Gong's talent.
Mr. Yan can write some words, but they can only be used for embellishment and cannot become the theme of the content.
When I print, I will also give it a rich sense of hierarchy. For example, I will use thinner fonts for Yan Gong’s poems, thicker fonts for narration stories, and smallest fonts for annotations.
font.
Because the goal we want to achieve is to allow readers to read about Yan Gong’s talent, character, romance, and political ideas, not just Yan Gong’s poems.”
Xu Zun nodded slightly after hearing this.
When Zhang Fei said this, he suddenly recalled that when he read this book just now, every word in it was amazing, and his eyes were even attracted by Yan Jidao's talent.
Because Yan Shu's poetry is already well-known, everyone except Li Qingzhao is impressed by it. Although Yan Jidao is also a young prodigy like Yan Shu, he is not well-known now and is still a fledgling. This will make people shine.
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Yan Jidao also immediately understood the truth, and quickly raised his hands and said: "Thank you Sanlang for your advice, I will go back and change it immediately."
Zhang Fei added: "Actually, Mr. Yan can write according to my standards."
"Your standards?" Yan Jidao asked in surprise.
Zhang Fei nodded and said, "That's the standard I can understand."
Yan Jidao asked stupidly: "Sanlang, don't you understand?"
Zhang Fei shook his head and said, "To be honest, I don't really understand."
Xu Zhiqian snorted and laughed.
Xu Zun couldn't help it and laughed.
You said so much, but you didn't understand it at all.
Yan Jidao smiled slightly and said: "As the saying goes, if three people are walking together, they must have me as their teacher. Sanlang's talents are not included in this poem and article. I heard that not long after, Sanlang will go to the Imperial College to give lectures."
Gao Wenyin looked at Zhang Fei in surprise.
Her literary attainments were no different from Zhang Fei's, and the Imperial College was the highest academic institution in the Song Dynasty.
Zhang Fei actually went to the Imperial College to give lectures.
Zhang Fei said awkwardly: "Who did you listen to, Mr. Yan?"
Xu Zun chuckled: "Who else could it be? It's Sima Junshi."
Zhang Fei said sarcastically: "I just want to talk about litigation, and it has nothing to do with poetry and articles."
Yan Jidao cupped his hands and said, "If there is a chance, Yan will definitely go and listen to the lecture."
"Well, this is really a rush!" Zhang Fei's face turned red.
