The green-shirted boy's words were lukewarm, and the wild Taoist was a little helpless. He had offended Su Ziji before, and even though he had served as a warning the previous time, he had taken the initiative to help and worked hard these days, but he still had unresolved feelings.
At that moment, the Taoist priest handed Su Ziji a heater and shook off the hot towel on the heater: "Sir, wipe your face with the hot towel."
I shook open another oil paper bag, which contained soy sauce beef and fennel beans, but they were only good for drinking.
"Sir, you are a scholar, and now you are the head of the case. In the future, you can expect to be promoted to a scholar and a scholar."
"And what about me?" The wild Taoist said bitterly, "Since I was a child, my teacher taught me Qimen Dunjia, observing the sky, and observing geography."
"I thought that after I came out, I would seek out the Lord of the Ming Dynasty, help with important events, and have a wife and son. I didn't want the world to be peaceful and return home from all over the world. Although I have the skill of slaying dragons, I can only follow the loaches and crawl around in the mud to make a living."
After saying that, he took out a porcelain vase, poured a glass of wine and put it in front of Su Ziji. He raised his hand and said "Goo" before doing it first: "I had no choice at the time. If I had offended something, I hope you can make amends and punish me with wine."
For my sake, please forgive me."
"You are just a down-and-out Taoist, but you actually learned the art of slaying dragons?" Su Ziji said in a mocking tone. After thinking about it, he still drank the glass of wine: "That's all, although you and I have a small conflict, it doesn't matter.
There's no big damage, just for your help these days, it's even."
"...Thank you, Master." The wild Taoist secretly breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the porcelain bottle, poured a glass for him, and drank it all himself. His pale face turned red: "I'm down and out, what's wrong with me down and out?"
"That Zhang Datuo who died violently was still a descendant of a dragon and a snake!"
"Pfft..." Su Ziji almost spit out half a mouthful of wine to the other side, and hurriedly moved to the side. He couldn't help coughing again and again, and pointed: "Are you kidding? Zhang Dacuo, a mere gang leader, is still the leader of a dragon and a snake.
kind?"
"Sir, why are you laughing?"
"In the five hundred years of the Wei Dynasty, the country has suppressed countless dragons and snakes, and the so-called dragons and snakes are not as strong as you think. Once they lose their power, isn't it natural for them to degenerate into loaches crawling in the mud?" Ye Dao said.
People are overwhelmed with emotion: "The ancients debated whether the times created the heroes or the heroes made the times. In my opinion, there must be the right time first, and only then can there be outstanding people. This is how heroes emerge in large numbers."
"When the Taizu of this dynasty defeats all the heroes and brings peace to the world, it will establish the momentum for hundreds of years. This is the change of heroes that creates the time of heaven."
Su Ziji was startled and couldn't help but look sideways. He originally thought that the wild Taoist was a charlatan, and actually looked down on him in his heart, but after saying these few words, he showed his level.
Times make heroes, or heroes make times. Originally, there was endless debate in the world, and no one could agree with anyone. But now he hit the nail on the head and struck a chord, making Su Ziji no longer dare to look down upon him.
Su Ziji sat down slowly, his color changed, and poured a glass for the wild Taoist. The wild Taoist picked up the wine glass, swallowed it, and remained silent for a moment.
But seeing the mist of rain outside the car, for a long time, the Taoist sighed softly: "I have been living with the loach for more than 40 years. Although I can't say that I have accomplished nothing, I am just making a living. My hands are inevitably a little dirty. I know what I know when I see fifty."
Tianming, I don’t have that many thoughts. In fact, my help this time is not only to apologize to the young master, but also to find a way out for myself."
"Young master, if you can study, you will have a bright future in the future, but there are always some trivial things to do, and you can leave these to me."
"All I ask is that when the young master becomes an official in the future, he can be given a teacher."
"..." This was the first time he bowed. Su Ziji was speechless. Looking at it from the car, with raindrops falling outside, he couldn't help but smile: "Sir, aren't you afraid of making the wrong bet and losing all your money?"
The wild Taoist turned his face slightly and glanced at Su Ziji. The young man was wearing a green shirt that was still old. For a moment, he seemed to have an indescribable charm. He smiled: "That's because I'm not good at judging people."
, deserves to be miserable."
"Okay, I do need people!" Su Ziji smiled, and his tone was no longer lukewarm, and became softer: "If you help me, I will definitely give you treatment. I will not let the cows plow but not eat them.
material."
The wild Taoist breathed a real sigh of relief before he wanted to speak. Suddenly the car shook and he asked the driver: "What's wrong? Why did it stop?"
"We've arrived at the pier, but there's a long way to go. Officials are building roads and canals, so we have to walk there."
Su Ziji took a look and saw that there were indeed people digging and building roads and canals along a few hundred meters of road, and a few public servants were patrolling. This was very normal. Men who were civilians (farmers) over a certain age were required to perform hard labor every year and work in local jobs.
They were required to build bridges and roads, manage rivers and canals, transfer Cao Valley, etc. They were not exempted from corvee until they were 50 years old.
If he hadn't obtained meritorious service, he would have had to do corvee service when he reached the age of fifteen.
As soon as I got off the car, a middle-aged man came over to a small booth.
"Are you the Su case leader?" When the middle-aged man saw Su Ziji, he breathed a sigh of relief, bowed, and said, "My young master ordered me to send you an invitation to attend the cultural gathering in Fucheng."
The middle-aged man went to Suzhai first and was told by his neighbors that the sacrifice would be going to Fucheng, so he waited at the pier. Now he finally waited.
Su Ziji took it in his hand, unfolded it and smiled immediately: "It turns out to be Young Master Zhang. Is this a reading meeting? Please rest assured, I will definitely attend the meeting on time."
Su Ziji casually handed the invitation to his new disciple Ye Taoist, then took a few steps further and explained to Ye Buhui: "The one who invited me is Mr. Zhang Modong, whom we met on the painting boat."
"Is it him?" As a chess player, Ye Buhui had some impressions of Zhang Modong. His chess skills were good, especially after he woke up, he seemed to have been enlightened and made rapid progress.
"Young Master Zhang is a good man." Thinking that Zhang Modong was from a good family and was very polite from the beginning, Ye Buhui nodded and had no objection to Su Ziji's association with such a person.
"Yes, it is indeed very considerate." In order to take care of him, who was in mourning, the so-called cultural club specifically pointed out that it was just a reading club and no entertainment.
The cultural gathering organized by Zhang Modong will go to the Fucheng Senate in seven days.
In the past few days, Su Ziji carefully selected and participated in two cultural gatherings in the county. He paid back all the money he owed to others, and finally became debt-free.
He was always kind to people. As long as he was not an enemy, he would not speak harshly even if he was a beggar. Even if he became a scholar now, he would be polite to the children and even Bai Ding who had helped him, and he would also give some of his
Experience and tell them patiently.
Because he was in mourning for his son-in-law, any literary gatherings that Su Ziji was invited to attend did not involve drinking and entertaining. They were just reading groups. Those who would come would naturally have ambitions for the imperial examination. Su Ziji's experience said,
Just what they need.
After two literary meetings, Su Zi's reputation spread among the students in Linhua County.
Su Ziji knew very well the importance of connections and reputation if he became an official in the future, so he acted like this. As for the prince's bloodline, he could prepare for it in advance, but he never took it as a fact first.
Besides, even if they are of the prince’s bloodline, don’t they want people?
On the contrary, the more people are needed, so the wild Taoist defectes to him, he will accept it calmly.