Chapter 475: The Prince of Wei did a 'Guide Zhi', what did the prince do?
Chapter 475: The King of Wei created "Kuo Di Zhi", what did the Prince do? (Please subscribe and vote)
Cheng Chubi rubbed his eyebrows, what to do, this is a big problem.
Li Chengqian is his good brother. Although he has never chopped off chicken heads or burned yellow paper with him, they both regard each other as close friends in their hearts.
As a pure man, Cheng Chubi is certainly not afraid of trouble, nor is he afraid of causing trouble.
But the problem is that such a power struggle is not something that Cheng Chubi can solve with brute force.
I'm so worried...should I ask Wu Meiniang and let this highly intelligent girl give me some advice?
Well, forget it if you think about it. After all, no matter how high Wu Meiniang’s quotient is nowadays, she must first go through a lot of training and growth.
Nowadays, she is too immature compared to those veteran drivers in the court.
Healing Li Chengqian's leg can be done by himself, but how can he make the reputation of the prince Li Chengqian unparalleled and unparalleled in the world?
Unfortunately, in this era, there is no public opinion media or the Internet. The so-called reputation relies on word of mouth from the literati and ordinary people.
Just when Cheng Chubi was rubbing his forehead and thinking hard, he heard footsteps coming from outside the house.
When he looked up, he saw his mother opening the door with a gentle look on her face.
"Mother, why are you here..." Cheng Chubi quickly stood up to greet her.
"Mom, I heard from Uncle Fu that you didn't smile when you entered the house today. You locked yourself in the room after eating. You must have encountered something disturbing."
Mother Cui walked up to Cheng Chubi and looked at Sanlang, who was a head taller than her.
I couldn't help but raise my hand lovingly, and habitually scratched the bridge of Saburo's handsome nose.
"You are my son, and you have encountered something worrying. Why don't you know how to come here to find your mother?"
Cheng Chubi giggled a few times, and quickly asked his mother, Cui, to sit down, and gave her a cup of chrysanthemum tea to clear the liver and improve eyesight.
"Mom, drink some tea to moisten your throat. I'm not worried about disturbing your rest..."
"How could my mother go to bed so early? Yesterday I just brought some extremely rare bamboo slips from the Spring and Autumn Period from the Duke of Ju's Mansion. They are treasures that have been around for nearly a thousand years..."
Seeing the way his mother's eyes lit up when she mentioned the fragmentary Spring and Autumn Bamboo Slips, Cheng Chubi felt powerless all over.
I felt that as the cultural leader of the old Cheng family, I could only tremble in my mother's bookish atmosphere, which was so strong that it was suffocating, and I bowed my head and paused to show my respect.
When my mother was in high spirits and was able to follow Zhu Xiang's efforts, she saw the dumbfounded face of Saburo in front of her, and couldn't help but smile a little embarrassedly.
"...Oh, I was obviously talking about your business, why did you lose your mind all of a sudden?"
"It's okay, my mother's knowledge and far-sightedness really put this child to shame."
Cheng Chubi praised his mother sincerely. This was true, although the long passages of classical Chinese in the Spring and Autumn Bamboo Slips that his mother said made Cheng Chubi feel like he was listening to a book from heaven.
But Cheng Chubi felt that such a mother was very charming, full of the intellectual charm of a female senior intellectual.
Definitely better than those so-called white-collar bosses of later generations sitting in Man Coffee, holding a cup of coffee worth tens of dollars.
It is much better to speak pretentious Chinese with a string of English letters sandwiched between it and talk about tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of dollars in business.
"You, not only do you look like your father, but your mouth is as sweet as your father's."
The mother happily reached out her hand and gently scratched the bridge of Cheng Chubi's nose and said with a smile.
"..." Cheng Chubi, the good-looking person in charge of the old Cheng family, smacked his lips. He looks like dad. Where do you start talking about this... Come on, you always think he looks like him. That's like...
Cheng Chubi didn't hide anything, so there was no need to hide it when facing his own mother, so he told the story between the Prince of Spare Ribs and the Michelin Tire King Wei.
Mother Cui listened peacefully and calmly, and with her soothing eyes, she kept looking at Cheng Chubi intently.
When Cheng Chubi finished speaking, his mother Cui couldn't help but smile approvingly at Cheng Chubi: "Sanlang has really grown up."
"About the dispute between the Crown Prince and the King of Wei, my mother heard only a few words from a conversation with a group of sisters, but I don't know much about it."
"I really didn't expect it to have reached this point."
Mother Cui looked at the candlelight on the table calmly with her eyes that seemed to be squinted forever. After a long while, she said calmly.
"The thoughts of other people are not important. What matters is the thoughts of Your Majesty and Your Majesty."
"As long as they are on the side of the prince, then the prince will naturally be as stable as a mountain, so you don't have to worry, Saburo."
"As for the reputation gained from compiling books." Mother Cui turned her eyes and landed on Cheng Chubi who was listening intently to her words.
"Oh, what a pity..."
"What do you mean, mother?" Cheng Chubi was a little confused. He was obviously talking about the prince's affairs. What do you mean when you look at me and say it's okay?
"What I mean is, it would be great if the prince could have the talent and knowledge of you and my son. Wanting fame and reputation is just a matter of effort."
Cheng Chubi felt a little blushed when he said this, and shyly touched his somewhat hot face.
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The mother and son chatted for half an hour before Cheng Chubi sent his mother back to the backyard and then wandered back to his room.
After his mother's clear explanation, Cheng Chubi himself felt much more relaxed.
Indeed, whether the prince's position is stable or not depends on whether the prince himself will commit suicide, and whether the will of the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty will be deflected.
Without any problems, the prince's reputation will be increased...
Why? The other party called on a bunch of literary bigwigs to work on that "Kuo Di Zhi", but I couldn't summon friends.
Let's call on a bunch of brothers to chop off chicken heads and burn yellow paper to rush to His Highness the Crown Prince to get a copy of "Kuo Wu Zhi", right?
Sitting in front of the desk, I looked at the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the desk. These are the four treasures of a scholar's study.
His eyes turned and fell to the side. The first few volumes of "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms" that her mother had handed over to her had been copied.
In addition to the few volumes of "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms" on the table, there is also a copy of "The Thousand-Character Essay".
That was the template I used to teach my three younger brothers to do their homework...
Cheng Chubi stared blankly at "The Thousand Character Essay" and then glanced at "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms". Suddenly, an idea came to his mind.
Yawning, he got up and walked to the side to pick up the drowning pot. Cheng Fa was urinating.
Suddenly, I heard a burst of wild and arrogant laughter coming from the young master's room not far away.
Cheng Fa was so frightened by the sudden burst of wild laughter that he felt a heat on his hands.
After half a day, I opened the door without tears and looked for a mop to scrub the floor.