Monk Wugou looked at the white clouds on the side of the mountain and said lonelyly: "The Cambodian book will always be given to you. I have the responsibility of recommending talents and recommending talents. It is rare for Dousha County to find a person who can catch my eye. Over the years, I have
For the first time, I feel that I am indeed recommending talented people. How could I not give it to you? If I don’t give it to you, who can I give it to?
There is no distinction between good and evil in talent. If you have it, you have it. If you don't have it, you don't have it. If you use it for good, the world will celebrate. If you use it for evil, ghosts will cry. The old monk's heart is as heavy as a pound."
"Stop, stop, old monk, you don't need to be so sad. If recommending a book to me makes you so embarrassed, why not stop here. I don't think I need your letter before I can become a disciple. Mr. Yingchuan's name is with me.
It seems that this is not enough. Among the great scholars in Sichuan, there is only one Yang Xiong who is worthy of my attention. The rest are not enough to comment on. I heard that Mr. Ouyang Xiu came from Mianzhou in Sichuan. If I come to visit him, he will not necessarily kick me out. Fan Zhongyan
My husband is also unlucky at this time. If I go to Raozhou, would you be happy if he gets a talented person like me? Han Qi, Fu Bi's situation is not very good either. They are now preparing to recruit disciples. I will sneak in.
It’s not too difficult, right? Why do you have to follow the unknown Mr. Yingchuan?”
The "Qingli Reform" failed in the third year of Qingli, which had a profound impact on Chinese history. Ouyang Xiu, Fan Zhongyan, Han Qi, Fu Bi, these glorious figures throughout the ages, were successively relegated to their places by the emperor, and went to other places when others were unlucky.
Yun Zheng didn't think it was a difficult thing to defect.
Books are meant for reading. From Magistrate Lin’s notes, he can read a lot of new knowledge that others cannot. Rather than learning from Magistrate Lin’s experiences and insights, Yunzheng is better to say that Yunzheng is learning from Magistrate Lin’s notes.
Ling's letters were studied as a vague report on current affairs. From these letters, he saw a Song Dynasty that was different from what was told in history, and also saw a different political environment. There was no description in history books at all.
So good.
Monk Wugou and Taoist Xiaolin looked at each other in horror. They didn't understand how Yun Zheng, a boy from the countryside, could have such lofty vision and knowledge. This was beyond their expectations.
Taoist Xiaolin saluted Yun Zheng with dignity and said: "Can you tell us where you learned about these things? Even in Chengdu Prefecture, few people clearly know the causes and consequences of these things."
Yun Zheng smiled and said to Xiao Lin: "The channels for me to get the news are very narrow. At most, it can only be regarded as the word of one family, my own family. All the letters and newspapers of County Magistrate Lin are now in my hands. I just asked
Miss Lanlan, she has given me all these books, newspapers, and his father's letters.
There are traces of these things. As long as you use the two contexts of time and events to search, you will always find some clues. In the end, as long as you summarize them, you will not be too far from the true nature of the matter."
Wugou let out a long sigh and said, "Lin Yuanshou's death was so unjust. He had obviously found a talented person, but he didn't know how to use it. His life was wasted in this barren Doucha County. What a shame!"
"Old monk, I can only tell you one thing. I'm really not a bad person. I just want to live well in this world without being humiliated or enslaved. That's enough. As long as people don't offend me, I won't.
How about going to bother others and just want to live a simple and happy life? I have already expressed my feelings. Please help me recommend some books. After autumn, I want to go to Chengdu with the caravan.
If it's not bad there, I won't come back, and it will be good for everyone."
Monk Wugou kept shaking his fat head, stood up and went to the Zen room to write a letter of recommendation. Yun Zheng didn't know what he meant by shaking his head, but he always felt that this old monk was not authentic.
After the recommendation was written, Yun Zheng read it carefully and said with a smile: "Although you praise me as rare in the world, I still feel that your writing like this is not enough to fully describe my excellence. At least I am strong."
You didn’t even mention the basics of arithmetic.”
"You want to be the first rafter? If you want to be a blockbuster, I will go back and write a new one. I will definitely explain your deeds in Dosha County clearly, so that the world will know that another peerless talent has been born into the world.
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Hearing what Monk Wugou said, Yun Zheng smiled and shook his head: "I should be more responsible. I can talk nonsense in front of you. If I say the same thing in front of others, they will think that I am frivolous. Writing like this is already quite good.
Yes, thank you, old monk."
After drinking almost all the wine, only the skeleton of the roast chicken was left. Yun Zheng stood up and patted his buttocks. He sang "Fai Nai" to the two monks, put his hands behind his back, and got off the bullock cart with Shi Shiran.
mountain,
"Why do I feel like letting a tiger into the forest? This kid can call the wind and rain in the barren Doucha County. I don't know what kind of storm he will cause when he goes to Chengdu, which is a hundred times more prosperous than Doucha County." Monk Wugou looked at Yin.
Yun Zheng, who was in the clouds and mist, whispered to Taoist Xiaolin.
"Since you are worried, I will just follow him. I have been living in Doushaguan for five years. Recently, I have been very restless. Why don't you just let me follow this kid and see the cause and effect." Taoist Xiaolin brushed his torn sleeves.
, with a long laugh, he dived into the clouds and disappeared. Monk Wugou picked up his clumsy shovel, waved it gently twice, and slowly walked into Baiyun Temple. When passing by the main hall, he glanced at the person chanting.
Lanlan, who had been sleeping, murmured to herself: "Idiot, idiot."
Yun Zheng felt that he had become a native of Dousha County. At least now he no longer felt sick eating the tofu baked by that dirty old man. He generously took out ten copper coins and asked the old man to bake more. He was going to take it back to Yun Zheng.
Erhe tasted the bacon. None of the old men died in the civil uprising. He must be a blessed person. I have been very unlucky recently, so I would like to get closer to such blessed people. Maybe I can offset my bad luck.
Facts have proved that this method does not work. Just after passing through the market, I saw the eldest daughter of the Liang family standing in front of her oxcart. She did not know what unhealthy ideas she was instilling into the old cow.
Most of his bad luck comes from the eldest daughter of the Liang family. Since the death of Master Xiao, the business structure of Dousha Pass has changed. The Liang family is aggressively encroaching on the business territory of Dousha Pass. That one has a very good drink
Lei Cha's shop has now been replaced by Liang Ji. The silk and satin trade has long been unable to satisfy the Liang family's desires. The Liang family plans to flourish in all directions and buy Douchuan as early as possible. This is probably their ultimate goal.
"Why did Miss Liang Bancheng molest my old cow?" Yun Zheng carefully hid the baked tofu behind his back and said to Liang Qi, who was holding the cow's ears and whispering.