From afternoon to dusk, Yang Wu followed Master Gu.
Chang Decai found out some information from Li Quangen. The name of Mr. Gu was Gu Zhenggong. He was a head of the Household Department. He was not a big official and was in the sixth rank, but he had an excellent reputation in the capital. He was known as Gu Qingtian among the people.
Gu Qingtian works during the day and gives lectures at night.
The Qiancheng Kingdom has a strict night ban system, but how should we teach at night?
This depends on the determination of the lecturer and the perseverance of the scholar.
Gu Zhenggong gave lectures in his residence, and he would lecture late into the night and even until dawn. The students were asked to stay up all night in his residence and leave the residence at dawn the next day.
Yang Wu was going to study, but Lao Chang shook his head: "We don't have so much free time, we have to find a way to get our master back as soon as possible."
Yang Wuyi frowned: "You bitch, why don't you listen to your husband? If you can't find Liang Xiaoen, you can't find Zhiqiong. If you want to find Liang Xiaoen, you have to look for the domineering quality in him. If you want to find Liang Xiaoen, you have to find him."
That bit of domineering power must be obtained from Gu Zhenggong. It’s not easy to get a needle in such a big city, so what else do you have to choose from?”
Chang Decai blinked her big, clear eyes. At such moments, she always felt that Yang Wu was handsome and tall.
It was night, and the two of them hid themselves and listened to the lecture in the dark.
Judging from the mansion alone, Gu Zhenggong's family background is not very good. The mansion is not big. There is only one courtyard. There are a few poufs in the hall and dozens of straw futons in the yard. Those who come to study first sit in the hall and listen.
, those who were a little later, sat on the futon and listened, and those who were still later, stood in the yard and listened.
Judging from their clothes, they don't look like they are studying. They are all poor craftsmen.
Gu Zhenggong nodded and said: "It's true, but the heat is wrong. Potter Du's daughter is eight years old. I don't know what she was thinking. She added two pieces of charcoal to the kiln without permission. The heat was wrong, and the pot burned with trachoma."
Gu Zhenggong seemed to be able to understand what they were saying: "Everyone, some of you blame his wife for this, and some blame his daughter for this.
Yang Wu thought that he would be like other great Confucians, who would quote scriptures when talking.
It’s not like Yang Wu has never seen silver before. What does seventy or eighty taels of silver mean to him?
Only then did Chang De realize that something was wrong. He sniffed and smelled some Qi reverberating in the air.
Gu Zhenggong continued: "There are many potters here. This pot made by Potter Du has trachoma on it. Do you know what the reason is?"
The strange atmosphere in the yard became increasingly colder.
Gu Zhenggong continued: "Potter Du put his daughter in the kiln and burned it, and there was no more trachoma on the pottery.
But his signboard was completely ruined, and when he sent the pots to Jishang again, Anshi Yamen didn’t confiscate any of them, and they didn’t even give them for free.
What happened to this thief Pi?
Yang Wu gasped continuously, the flesh sprouts on his face surged up layer by layer, and his body kept shaking.
A potter said: "This is because the clay was not selected well!"
Because his eyes were on his chest, the man deliberately adjusted his sitting posture, leaned back, and continued to listen to Gu Zhenggong's lecture.
It’s a cultivator!
Gu Zhenggong is a cultivator, and the energy generated by him is very weak, but it cannot escape the eunuch's perception.
Another man was less than four feet tall, but his shoulders were seven feet wide.
There was a blacksmith next to him. When he shouted, he shouted with too much force, and his eyes popped out of his eye sockets.
A potter shouted: "Then the heat is not right!"
When it got dark, rows of candles were lit in the hall and courtyard, and Gu Zhenggong sat in the hall and gave a lecture.
She looked at Yang Wu again and found that there was light in his eyes.
Gu Zhenggong asked again: "What do you guys think we should do about this matter?"
In the end, more than a hundred people crowded into the small house.
But Potter Du's wife and daughter dared to mix ashes into the clay and throw sand into the kiln.
"The good family fortune was ruined by this woman!"
She has never seen this scene today!
The two blood-red eyes did not fall to the ground, but were connected to the eye sockets by two intestine-like muscles.
"Give her food and drink, and you'll raise a white-eyed wolf!"
"This woman should be beaten to death!"
A large patch of granulation appeared on Yang Wu's face.
A man stood up, more than two feet tall, with cracked flesh and blood all over his body, and shouted at Gu Zhenggong.
Gu Zhenggong said: "Potter Du killed his wife, and the pottery pot that came out the next day still had trachoma. He checked the clay and found that there was nothing mixed in, but where did the trachoma come from?"
"Kick that bitch!"
Everyone was excited.
But after Chang De turned his eyes and looked at Yang Wu, he instantly gave up his previous thoughts.
The originally manic monsters all became quiet.
They stretched their necks and waited for Gu Zhenggong to give lectures. Yang Wu was very curious, what on earth did Gu Zhenggong say that could make these poor people stay up all night and come here to study?
Chang Decai was shocked.
“Well burned!”
The granulations twisted and squirmed on his face, covering Yang Wu's facial features.
It seems that they were originally monsters, but were awakened by Gu Zhenggong.
It shouldn’t be!
Another potter said: "Nonsense, this potter Du is obviously an experienced potter. How could he choose the wrong soil?"
This man's Qi was so weird that Chang De couldn't tell his Taoism or cultivation level.
He could no longer do this job, and his brother went to other places to make a living, and the sibling bond was thus severed.
After another two years, Potter Du's savings were all spent, his workshop was sold, all his valuable belongings were sold, and finally his house was sold.
A few years ago, I heard from the folks in my hometown that Potter Du was sleeping in a shack. He didn't survive the winter and froze to death.
Everyone, tell me, who is to blame for this?"
Chang Decai carefully distinguished the strange energy and discovered that it was not only from Gu Zhenggong.
"Is this a small rich family? I have never seen seventy taels of silver in my life! This is a rich family, a truly rich family!"
"I think she did it on purpose. She wanted to avenge her mother!"
The monsters also began to emit strange energy.
Chang Decai felt that this strange Qi movement was more rapid than before.
There were four heads on the shoulders, and the four heads had different voices, and they kept shouting at Gu Zhenggong together.
"Everyone, let's think carefully. My brother who is a carpenter, has his chisel, axe, and saw been touched by anyone?
Brother who is a blacksmith, have any of the clamps, anvils, hammers, and grindstones been touched?
The man endured hardships and saved a little family fortune, but don’t let it be ruined just because of lax family laws!”
He felt very uncomfortable and seemed about to moan.
Is this also a monster?
Don’t you have to do any work tomorrow?
Gu Zhenggong seems to be exerting force secretly.
Gu Zhenggong continued: "Potter Du's life should have been good, but one day, he made a batch of pots and made a mistake, which destroyed his sign."
"This girl deserves to be killed too!"
Everyone, who of you dares to touch the sergeant’s armor and sword and axe? Whoever touches it will die.
Chang Decai was thinking about a problem.
A potter shouted the loudest, and Chang De stared at him for a moment. He grinned widely, shouting and laughing at the same time. The corners of his mouth split open on both sides, and he grinned all the way to his ears.
A carpenter next to him also laughed, and his nose suddenly fell off with laughter, leaving two bloody holes with some red and green sticky stuff hanging out, flowing into his mouth.
What kind of beastly remarks is this?
This is even more beastly than those beasts taught by Da Xuan Nu Fu!
Chang Decai held Yang Wu in his arms, gently covered his mouth, and carefully soothed him.
Chang Decai gritted his teeth. Could this be a monster?
No need to pay tax?
The gross profit of 78 to 80 taels per month must include at least 70% of the tax.
All the monsters were very surprised and wanted to hear what Gu Zhenggong said.
Are these people originally monsters, or did they listen to his lectures and receive his Qi intervention and become monsters?
The Qi in his body also changed, and the originally cold and pure Yin Qi became chaotic and disorganized.
"Woo ya ya!"
"Not to mention in the village, even in the capital, seven or eight taels a month, eighty or ninety taels a year, this is a small rich family!"
Gu Zhenggong walked into the courtyard from the hall, and his body was filled with strange energy and monsters echoing each other.
Gu Zhenggong likes to talk in his sleep and deceive these poor people who have never seen money.
Looking at the more than a hundred monsters in the hall and courtyard, Gu Zhenggong saw nothing strange and continued to lecture.
Gu Zhenggong nodded and said: "Potter Du is a sensible person. He saw his daughter adding charcoal secretly, and he threw the hoof into the kiln and burned it."
Think about it, this is definitely not the first time they have reached out. They have touched these things before. If Potter Du had made up his mind earlier and killed these two scourges, would such a good family business have been ruined?
"
What kind of lecture is this?
A potter killed his wife and children for a few pots!
No beast could do such a ridiculous thing, and many people followed him in applause.
Everyone present could no longer make any sound.
After staying in Chang Decai's arms for a while, Yang Wu slowly calmed down.
These beasts should all be killed, especially Gu Zhenggong, who should be cut into pieces by a thousand cuts!
Everyone was chatting away, and their eyes were shining with strange light, as if the seventy or eighty taels of silver were right in front of them.
But the people who listened were willing to believe it!
"Seven or eight taels a month, this is a good life!"
The monsters slowly got up and walked out of the yard one by one. No one knew who they were because no one could see their original appearance.
But now is not the time to take action. Changde must first find Xu Zhiqiong and take care of Yang Wu.
A third-grade eunuch, an immortal soul of more than a hundred years, what hasn't she seen?
Gu Zhenggong nodded: "You two, don't argue. What you said is right. Potter Du's clay was right, but the problem did lie in the clay.
Hu, the daughter-in-law of potter Du, heard a lie from someone and mixed some ashes into the clay, saying that clay mixed with ashes can make money!"
If it weren't for the fear of exposing his whereabouts, Chang De would really want to slap Yang Wu to wake him up.
Gu Zhenggong said: "Brothers who have been potters all know that clay and kiln are just like a sergeant's sword and armor. They are treasures for survival.
But Gu Zhenggong's words were very simple. He started by telling a story: "When I was young, there was a potter named Du in the village. This man was the best at making jars. At that time, the county magistrate specially asked him to make several pickles at his house.
a jar,
This jar is getting better and better, and its reputation is getting bigger and bigger. Every time we go to the market, Anshi Yamen will collect his jar first. Other people's jars cost two cents each, and his jars cost two and a half cents. How much is that?
, how much does Anshi Yamen charge, never counter-offer,
Potter Du is diligent and brings his son and brothers together to make more than a hundred pots every day. In addition to the capital, he earns more than two hundred silver a day, which is a penny in four days. After a month, he only earns seven or eight taels of silver. In these days
It’s been pretty good.”
Monsters all over the yard kept shouting, making Chang Decai's veins bulge with anger.
"Woo~"
Isn't this nonsense?
When everyone heard this, the light in their eyes dimmed instantly, as if the dozens of taels of silver in front of them suddenly flew away.
When the craftsmen heard this, they were so angry that they gritted their teeth:
"This woman is really nothing!"
Chang Decai dismissed it as nonsense. Over the past few days, she had gained some understanding of Yelang Country. In this place, it was sheer fantasy to earn seven or eight taels of silver a year just by relying on craftsmanship and diligence.
What you are saying is reasonable, but let me tell you, in the final analysis, this matter is still to be blamed on Potter Du!"
"good!"
Chang Decai turned his eyes and looked at Yang Wu, only to see that Yang Wu was also gritting his teeth and clenching his fists.
Gu Zhenggong silently watched the monsters walk out of the mansion.
He looked very calm. He knew where these monsters were going and what they were going to do.
Yang Wu, who was shrinking in Chang Decai's arms, wrote two words on Chang Decai's chest with his fingertips: