The empress looked down at Liang Wenshu, her tone full of unquestionable majesty, and ordered.
"yes."
Liang Wenshu stood up slowly, still looking respectful and humble.
"My champion is no worse than anyone else."
"The person I have chosen will not lose to anyone. What does a temporary gain or loss mean?"
"Back then, Zhou Haodang was almost beheaded when he denounced the Sui Emperor angrily. With the plea of the chief minister of the cabinet, he was demoted to the most remote and desolate Yunzhou and became a small county magistrate."
"At that time, who would have thought that a down-and-out county magistrate who was demoted to a small border county could eventually do such earth-shattering things?"
The empress stood up, leaned back in her chair, and said in a deep voice.
"Failure is not terrible. What is terrible is that once you fail, you will never stand up again."
"What's failure?"
"Who has never experienced failure, and whose life is smooth sailing?"
"I will not allow my champion to say such depressing words. If he loses this time, he will just go back and practice hard and win again."
Liang Wenshu naturally heard the empress's concern, and was a little moved in his heart. He solemnly said: "I know this, and I will definitely live up to your majesty's expectations."
"Um."
The empress snorted slightly and asked: "He wants to enter the royal library and read Fu Shengyan Hui's "The Wind and Road". What do you think about this matter?"
"Fake." Liang Wenshu said with great certainty.
"Reason." The empress's words were very concise, and seemed to have the meaning of taking a test.
"Your Majesty, I believe that Liu Yun's desire to enter the royal library and read Fu Shengyan Hui's "The Peaks and Winds" is just rhetoric."
"If Liu Yun really just wants to watch "Passing a Wind", then he only needs to ask for the qualifications for "Plot". There is no need to insist on entering the royal library. There is only one reason why he is so insistent."
Liang Wenshu showed a confident smile and expressed his judgment.
"In that case, let him come to see me." The empress said.
"Huh?" Liang Wenshu showed a look of astonishment, raised his head in surprise, and asked: "Your Majesty, do you want to see him?"
"There is no point in guarding against thieves every night. Since he wants to go to the royal library, let him do it as long as he pays a sufficient price."
"After all, he is a great Confucian, so there is no need to offend him to death."
The empress expressed her attitude.
"Go ahead and invite him to the palace tomorrow to see me in the Royal Garden." The empress waved her hand, indicating that Liang Wenshu could go down.
"I obey the order." Liang Wenshu bowed respectfully and exited the imperial study.
…
Yejing, east of the city, Jiangbiehe Mansion.
"Daughter, dress up nicely. There are distinguished guests coming today. You have to entertain them well. This is a big shot." A woman dressed as a woman said to the young woman in front of the mirror.
The young woman has a charming appearance, bright eyes, an oval face, and a baby-fat look. She said in a coquettish way: "Mom, who are you? My daughter doesn't want to go!"
"What nonsense are you talking about?" the woman said anxiously, "This time, the guest your father invited is a legendary Confucian. Do you understand the Confucian? Today's number one scholar in Jingke is also a half-step Confucian?"
"This is a world-famous scholar!"
"If he wants to be an official, he should be at the level of a third-grade official."
"Ah?" The young woman was shocked and opened her mouth slightly: "Is it so powerful?"
"That's for sure! If he could like you, our family would be prosperous." The woman said with a smile.
These two people are Jiang Biehe's wife and daughter.
Mrs. Jiang continued: "Daughter, you have to behave well. We, the Jiang family, all depend on you."
Jiang Yufeng nodded slightly, her expression became serious, and said: "Okay, mother, I understand."
"Yeah, they're almost here. I'll wait for them in the front hall. Come over as soon as possible." Mrs. Jiang explained, then walked out of the door and walked towards the front hall.
Mrs. Jiang was in a good mood, humming a ditty and smiling, as if she had seen the day when her daughter would marry the great scholar.
However, at a corner, Mrs. Jiang saw a woman washing clothes, and her face suddenly dropped.
Mrs. Jiang frowned, put her hands on her hips, and shouted: "You little bastard, are you lazy again?"
The woman was startled, as if she had been frightened, and shouted like a conditioned shot: "No, no, I'm not lazy."
"Wash, wash, let me wash your clothes, you are so annoying!"
"Don't you want to do it anymore?"
"If you don't want to do it, get out!"
Mrs. Jiang kicked the wooden basin away, overturning all the water and clothes inside and scattering them all over the floor.
"Mom, I was wrong, I don't dare anymore." The woman quickly admitted her mistake, her eyes rolling, looking weak and pitiful, like an injured little rabbit.
"Don't call me mother, I'm not your mother!" Mrs. Jiang yelled: "Otherwise, if I were magnanimous, I would let you, a little bastard, enter the house? Aren't you grateful?"
"If it weren't for me, you would still be begging on the street!"
"Yes, ma'am." The woman lowered her head, tears streaming down her face.
"Cry, cry, cry, you know how to cry, look at how worthless you are." Mrs. Jiang grabbed the woman's arm hard and cursed: "Get out of here in the backyard, there are distinguished guests coming today, don't let me see it.
Did you hear that?"
"Yes, Yuyan knows." Jiang Yuyan lowered her head to gather the clothes on the floor and whispered.
"Huh! I always make my mother angry!" Mrs. Jiang snorted coldly and strode towards the front hall.