Chapter 2469 Heavenly disabled old man, the earthly lack layman finally shot (three thousand character chapters)
When Kong Yingda thought about this, he couldn't help but look up to the sky and sigh, the Cheng family was like their own nightmare.
At this time, his confidant came over and thoughtfully brought a basin of water for Kong Yingda to cleanse his hands.
I glanced subconsciously and noticed that the toilet paper my master was holding was actually useless...
Kong Yingda pulled an old face, silently stuffed the toilet paper in his hand back into his arms, washed his hands calmly, and whispered in the ear of his confidant.
"You can find someone to go to the Cheng Family Pharmacy and buy two bottles of cork for me. Remember, don't let anyone know..."
"I understand, sir. Don't worry, sir." The confidant's heart suddenly brightened up. It seemed that winter had come and the master's constipation had broken out again.
But fortunately, it is not serious enough to require surgery. It only requires a squeeze like Kaiselu from Chengjia Pharmacy. Well, it was done like this last year and after the winter of the year before last.
The confidant walked away quickly, and Kong Yingda watched the other party leave before wandering back to the study.
Before I even sat down, I heard footsteps. I looked up and saw the butler with a strange expression coming quickly.
"What's the matter?"
"Sir, the manager of Chang'an Xundao came to our door and said that he was specially sent to collect manuscripts."
"..." Kong Yingda's face turned dark instantly. What's going on? Are debt collectors coming to your door?
"Tell him that I am ill and we will talk about it in a few days."
"this……"
Seeing the embarrassed look on the butler's face, Kong Yingda suddenly became unhappy. "What, you didn't understand what I said?"
"Of course not, but sir, the steward also said that General Cheng had an explanation.
If the manuscript is not received by the deadline two days later, General Cheng will personally come to invite the manuscript."
"!!!" When Kong Yingda thought of the scene where the number one bully in the court came to the door of his house and arrogantly demanded manuscripts, his whole body suddenly felt bad.
Come on, instead of letting that despicable old guy Cheng Yaojin come to your door, you might as well take the initiative yourself.
"Just let him wait. I will think about it carefully and then give it to him after I finish writing it."
The housekeeper respectfully accepted the order and left. Kong Yingda looked at the white paper spread out in front of him and fell into deep thought.
Who am I? The most famous and erudite scholar in the Tang Dynasty. I want to admit my mistake in the newspaper, haha...
It's not impossible, but how can the language and art of erudite Confucianism be mastered by those vulgar warriors like you Cheng family members.
Kong Yingda sat in front of the table and pondered for almost half an hour, until all the words had been carefully considered and brewed in his mind.
Then he picked up the brush and started splashing ink on the white paper.
The staff of the "Chang'an Xunbao" also published drafts in the residences of civil servants who bet with General Cheng.
Although everyone is not happy, the question is, His Majesty has become the arbitrator, who dares to disobey?
Failure to abide by the bet means that His Majesty the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty is not taken seriously. Therefore, even after these guys lost, they wanted to play tricks on the civil servants.
They all had no choice but to bite the bullet and write the manuscript reluctantly.
However, we are all very cultured and gentle people, so of course we will not be as happy as writing a confession.
Spring and Autumn brushwork, this thing is the favorite method of many gentlemen who have read poetry and books. They use metaphors and metaphors with incomparable skill.
When the manuscripts were placed in front of Cheng Sanlang and Li Ke, the two brothers stared at them for a long time.
Only then did I guess from the manuscript paper written by the old driver Kong Yingda that he probably admitted that he had a problem with his vision.
"...What do you mean? That's it?" Li Ke frowned unhappily and immediately started the crazy complaining mode.
"This old shameless man, from beginning to end, spoke eloquently for nearly a thousand words, bragging about his own profound knowledge and his expositions on the Four Books and Five Classics."
"At the end of the day, he just said these two vague words. Why, do you think our newspaper is a platform for him to brag?"
Cheng Chubi had turned his head away at this moment and was looking at the manuscripts written by several other gentlemen with disgust on his face.
It has to be said that the literary attainments of these guys are really not bad. Like Kong Yingda, they are also boastful and have Spring and Autumn writing skills.
"Haha... Okay, okay, fortunately we brothers have already made preparations before, but for my brother's sake, I still underestimated how thick their skin is."
"Isn't it just an apology published in a newspaper? They are so sneaky and sneaky about this thing, trying to get away with it. It's simply shameless and outrageous."
Li Ke on the side looked at the shameless and vulgar martial artist complaining about the equally shameless scholar, and almost laughed out loud with a twist of his lips.
After Cheng Chubi vented his anger for a few words, he sat back behind the desk and raised his hand to pick something.
"Come on, brother, hurry up. Time is tight and the task is heavy. We two brothers must correct all their articles in the shortest possible time."
"It must be sincere and profound, so that everyone who reads their articles of confession and repentance in newspapers will sincerely admire us young talents who worked tirelessly and tirelessly for the improvement of horse breeds in the Tang Dynasty..."
"..." Li Ke stared blankly at the beaming and proud Brother Chu Bi.
I have to admit that compared to Brother Chu Bi, those gentlemen's ability to understand the idiom "shameless" is not at the same level as Brother Chu Bi.
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Cheng Chubi spoke for a long time, but before he could hear the sound of agreement, he turned his head and saw Li Ke looking at him dumbfounded.
"Hey, I'm talking about brother Wei De. You're staring blankly at what I'm doing. Could it be that you think there's something wrong with what brother Wei said, or there's some flaw in it?"
"No, no, no, brother Chu Bi, you are absolutely right. But, by praising us like this, will it make those readers think it's too fake?"
When Cheng Chubi heard this, he immediately became unhappy. He tapped his fingers on the table and spoke earnestly and sincerely.
"My dear brother, there is something wrong with your thinking, it's very problematic.
As the saying goes, excessive modesty is actually another form of pride, which is not a good thing.
And do you think that all the great achievements our brothers have done are not worthy of this small amount of praise in words and words?"
Li Ke looked at Cheng Sanlang and could only shake his head honestly.
"And my dear brother, if you think about it, if the author of these articles is ourselves, it falls in the eyes of those readers."
"You must think it's just shameless bragging on our part, right?"
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"..." Li Ke looked dumbfounded as Brother Chu Bi in front of him continued to talk, but his eyes were getting brighter and brighter at this moment.
"But it's different now. These authors are either literary giants or high-ranking officials. Their names and official positions will be placed under the title."
"Let those readers see at first glance these gentlemen who used to be at odds with you and my brothers.
Because of our brothers’ merits, we have to put aside our prejudices, give our brothers a thumbs up, and sing praises for our brothers.”
"What does this prove? It proves that we brothers have made meritorious deeds for the Tang Dynasty and for the entire world, which even those scholars who like to set an example have to admit..."
After Cheng Chubi said this, he picked up the tea on the table and took a swig. Just as he was about to continue, he saw Li Ke in front of him with his eyes shining brightly.
"Brother Chu Bi, after hearing what you said, I suddenly had a bold idea."
"Come on, come on, tell me, what kind of inspiration did my brother's words inspire you?"
"Brother Chu Bi, think about it, that day my father promised students majoring in Animal Husbandry at Cheng University a quota every year to join the officialdom."
"In the past few days, many ministers and ministers have complained about this matter. Some ministers have even written to my father, believing that my father's behavior goes against the way of selecting officials in the past."
"It has annoyed my father so much. In that case, why not let these guys learn a lot about Confucianism and set an example for scholars all over the world. By the way..."
Cheng Chubi's eyes suddenly lit up, and he slapped Li Ke on the shoulder with a big hand, his eyes kind and his expression pleased.
"Good, good, good. As expected of a filial son who can think of his father."
"???" Li Ke saw goosebumps all over his body when he saw Brother Chu Bi's demeanor and his gentle, almost doting tone.
"Brother Chu Bi, what do you mean?!"
Cheng Chubi had a black line on his face, and Li Ke, whose expression began to distort, spread his hands with an innocent look on his face.
"What do I mean, other than to praise you as a filial child who knows how to think about your biological father? What's the matter? Is there anything wrong with me saying that?"
"...Of course I am filial to my father. Don't repeat this topic. Otherwise, I think you are taking advantage of me."
Seeing Li Ke raising his fingers with displeasure, Cheng Chubi, who had been Li Ke's cheap daddy twice, had to nod regretfully because he only had two advantages.
"Chengchengcheng, come on, come on, we brothers will discuss the details carefully, and we also have to pay good attention to rhetoric and word choice."
"After all, we are all literate people. In this aspect, we must make those readers believe it, and don't miss anything..."
Li Keshen nodded in agreement and carefully looked at the manuscripts spread out in front of him, feeling a bit toothache.
"Brother Chu Bi, there are not many days left before our "Luoyang Xun Bao" goes on sale, and the original manuscripts of these articles must not be seen by others."
"In this case, it's just you and me who have to correct it, and we have to change it to match their original writing style. This is a big project."
Then, Li Ke suddenly saw a sinister smile on Brother Chu Bi's face.
"Isn't this nonsense? No one can do this kind of work except the old man Tiancan and the layman Dique."