There are three rooms in the Shengchen Hall. The main hall is the hall. In the west hall, there are two red stools and several bamboo grates.
The bamboo grate is a stick that almost all heroes in Liangshan have eaten. It is actually a pillar, but the other end is split into dozens of thin bamboo strips. This thing does not hurt people, but it can stab people in the buttocks, which even Wu Song
Can't stand it...
The east hall is Xuecheng's office.
The predecessor of the Ming Dynasty Guozixue was the Jiankang Prefecture School in the Southern Song Dynasty and the Jiqing Road School in the Yuan Dynasty. Now it has become the highest academic institution in the country. The number of teachers and students has expanded several times. The accommodation conditions that were originally very generous have suddenly become tense.
Except for offering wine and serving as clerks, no supervisor below the level of Xuecheng can live in a single room... Teacher Luo also has to write novels at night, so he decided not to live in an official house and had his bed moved here. He works, writes, and sleeps in one room.
, belongs to the Trinity.
Zhu Zhen naturally occupied the only single bed without ceremony.
"Then where should I sleep?" Mr. Luo was very depressed.
"Here." Zhu Zhen patted an empty space less than two feet wide beside him.
"Forget it." Luo Guanzhong looked at Lao Liu warily. With his big body, he could flatten himself just by turning over in his sleep.
"I'll sleep here." He cleared out a pile of files and spread it on a mattress. He lay on it to see if it wasn't long enough, so he added a chair at his feet. "Let's make do with sleeping first, and we'll have to wait for someone tomorrow.
Send me another bed."
"Three." Brothers Hu Xian and Deng Duo shouted from outside.
Tonight, they could only move the two red stools in the west hall where countless men had leaned on, and lie on them for the night. They didn't know if ghosts would press on the bed tonight.
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After settling down, Zhu Zhen lay on the bed and told Luo Guanzhong the true purpose of his father arranging for him to be the academic prime minister.
"Good guy, good guy..." Luo Guanzhong called the good guy directly. "That's it, that's it!"
"What did you find?" Lao Liu asked.
"I told you how they were going around the house that day. It turns out they wanted to sign a bullet." Luo Guanzhong said, patting his thigh.
"Then why didn't I ask you to sign the petition?" Lao Liu asked, "I'm not a troublemaker...but do I look down on you?"
"..." Luo Guanzhong rolled his eyes at him dejectedly. "Is that because I just arrived? People don't know my details and are afraid that I will tip off Jijiu."
"That's good, I thought they looked down on novel writers." Lao Liu said with a smile.
"You're not making me feel uncomfortable, are you?" Teacher Luo said depressedly: "Don't say it again."
"Okay, you continue." Lao Liu said with a smile, teasing Teacher Luo always makes people happy. "Tell me everything you know."
"I just came here, so I don't know much." Luo Guanzhong said angrily: "I only know that Song Ne is not very popular, and those instructors are all good friends with Wang Siye. I heard them say privately that they hope Song Jijiu can become an official soon.
With Wang Siye taking over, everyone's hard days will be over."
"Didn't you just say that this month's increase in weight was all done by Wang Siye?" Lao Liu asked strangely: "Isn't this a contradiction?"
"Isn't this the problem?" Teacher Luo said in a serious tone: "Wang Siye, who has always advocated 'forbearance and simplicity', at this juncture, suddenly began to learn Song Jijiu, and even went even further than him. Why is this?
?”
"Say." Lao Liu glared.
"Alas..." Luo Guanzhong had no choice but to ask and answer to himself: "I speculate that there may be two reasons. One is to add fuel to the fire and arouse greater resentment. It would be best to die a few more people and let Song Jijiu completely lose his temper.
.”
"Yeah." Zhu Zhen sat up and crossed his legs and said, "It's possible."
"Besides, it's for the emperor to see." Luo Guanzhong whispered: "The emperor likes Song Ne's strictness, and I can be very strict too."
"It's quite interesting," Zhu Zhen couldn't help but praise: "As expected of a novelist, the wind is like rain."
"You..." Luo Guanzhong was choked.
"I'm just praising you for your rich imagination." Lao Liu hurriedly comforted you.
"I'll take it as such." Luo Guanzhong said in a low voice, "Tomorrow morning I will take you to see the wine priests. You can talk to them."
"Yes." Zhu Zhen nodded and said with a smile, "I'll meet these two later."
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At the fourth watch of the next day, Luo Guanzhong was sleeping soundly. Lao Liu suddenly sat up, then got dressed and got out of bed.
He thought His Highness wanted to pee, but he felt that since he was not a palace maid, he had no obligation to give it to the urinal.
But after feeling conflicted in his heart, Teacher Luo reluctantly got up, picked up the urinal and prepared to hand it to him.
But I saw Lao Liu falling back on the bed again...
"Are you going to pee or not?" Luo Guanzhong said angrily.
"Who said I need to pee?" Lao Liu said leisurely.
"Then what are you doing when you get up? Are you sleepwalking?" Luo Guanzhong said depressedly.
"Sigh." His Highness sighed and said, "I'm used to getting up at this point to endorse, and I get up naturally when the time comes. But when I woke up, I realized... I'm a student now, so I don't need to endorse, haha.
Ha ha ha ha!"
After hearing Lao Liu's laughter, Luo Guanzhong shook his head. The past month of Guozi's study has really tortured His Highness. He is even a little nervous.
Once the biological clock is formed, it is difficult to change, so Lao Liu couldn't sleep even when he lay down. It was finally dawn outside, so he got up to wash up, then picked up Luo Guanzhong's official robe hanging on the hanger and put it on.
"What are you doing?" Luo Guanzhong was tucking him in, and he became anxious when he saw it.
"Get dressed." Lao Liu said matter-of-factly: "You want me to just wear underpants and go out?"
"That's my official robe!"
"I am now the Xuecheng, and that is mine." Lao Liu emphasized the last two words, and regardless of Teacher Luo's protest, he wrapped his official robe around himself.
Teacher Luo is so thin and small. He wears a well-fitting official robe, which turns into a knee-length skirt when it goes up to Lao Liu...
"Give it back to me..." Teacher Luo cherished the first official robe in his life so much that he rushed to snatch it back.
"When I open the palace next year, I will give you something better." Lao Liu pushed him casually and pushed him onto the bed...
"No..." Luo Guanzhong said sadly, "I want this."
"If you don't talk nonsense anymore, I will give you a python suit." Lao Liu said with a serious look on his face: "I will let you be the chief manager of my Neptune Mansion..."
"..." Teacher Luo had no choice but to keep silent. Some things can be used, but they cannot be useless, let alone without them.
Fortunately, at this time, Hu Xian opened the curtain and came in. He presented him with a brand-new eighth-grade official robe and said, "It was sent from outside."
"Haha, brother is so considerate." Lao Liu happily took off Teacher Luo's official robe, threw it in his face and said, "Give it back to you!"
"..." Luo Guanzhong really wanted to throw it to him and say, it's not clean anymore, I don't want it anymore. But he really couldn't bear it, so he had to keep his head down and put on his official robe. He felt empty on the upper and lower back. "It's been stretched..."
"Shit, this is made of silk, show me." Lao Liu rolled his eyes and happily put on a brand new and well-fitting official robe under Hu Xian's service.
"So handsome." Zhu Zhen couldn't put it down and touched the oriole patch on his chest, grinning to the back of his head.
