Chapter 13 Yanmiaohuiguang, Qingzhou Outstanding People

Zheng Xuan asked people to fetch pens, ink, paper and inkstones.

The white paper is fine in texture and bright in color, and there are paper envelopes neatly placed on the left side of the white paper.

Liu Bei constricted his pupils subconsciously, and couldn't help exclaiming: "This is Zuo Bozhi?"

Hearing Liu Bei's exclamation, Zhang Fei, who was drinking alone, couldn't help coming over, staring around like a bull's eye.

Zhang Fei rubbed his fists, hesitated to speak, and felt very uncomfortable.

Zheng Xuan was no stranger to Liu Bei and Zhang Fei's reactions.

"Xuande also knows Zuo Bozhi?" Zheng Xuan asked lightly with a smile.

Yanmiao radiance, momentarily outstanding.

This is Zuo Bozhi!
Liu Bei nodded, looked at Zuo Bozhi as if looking at a white jade beauty, and his breathing was a little short:

"My nephew Yu was fortunate enough to meet him when he was studying under Master Lu. He also heard about the reputation of Zuoziyi in Donglai. This person is good at eight-point calligraphy, and he is as famous as Mao Hong and Handan Chun who are good at calligraphy."

"There are rumors that when Mr. Ziyi was studying calligraphy, he felt that Caihou paper restricted calligraphy, so he studied papermaking skills with Mao Hong and others and improved it."

"Improved paper, the surface of the paper is calendered and tight, the ink is not easy to penetrate, and it has a beautiful glow. It is very popular among scholars, and it is called 'Zuobo Paper'."

"There is also a rumor that Mr. Cai Bojie, who is good at calligraphy, 'every time he writes a book, he does not write on paper that is not Zuo Bo'."

"Later, due to the Yellow Turban Rebellion, the production workshop of Zuo Bo paper was also destroyed, and Mr. Ziyi's whereabouts were also unknown, so that the existing Zuo Bo paper on the market is extremely precious."

Liu Bei caressed Zuo Bo's paper on the desk, fondling it, but feeling uneasy.

It would be too wasteful to use one piece of Zuo Bo's paper for leaving a letter for himself.

Zheng Xuan saw Liu Bei's entanglement, and smiled lightly: "Zhang Zhi's pen and Zuo Bo paper are all famous products in the study. Xuande doesn't need to hesitate. Although the Zuo Bo paper on the market is precious, it is very precious to the Zheng family. There is no shortage."

Liu Bei was surprised and asked: "Could it be that Mr. Ziyi is still in Qingzhou?"

Zheng Xuan shook his head slightly, and did not answer Liu Bei's guess directly: "If Xuande is interested, he can directly ask Xianmou in the future, but it is inconvenient for me to say more. You can leave the book at ease."

Liu Bei is awe-inspiring.

The Zuo Bo paper, which is scarce in the market, can be easily taken out in the Zheng family.

Either the Zheng family knew about Uncle Zuo's location, or the Zheng family had mastered the craftsmanship of Uncle Zuo's paper!
And Zheng Xuan avoided talking about it and alluded to Zheng Ping, which meant that the Zuo Bozhi of the Zheng family was closely related to Zheng Ping.

Liu Bei secretly exclaimed: "Mr. Xianmou is really a genius in this world, every time he can give me new admiration."

Thinking of this, Liu Bei became more sincere about inviting Zheng Ping.

Grinding and writing, all done in one go.

Liu Bei dried the ink carefully, folded the letter, and put it in the envelope next to it.

After thinking for a while, Liu Bei took out the letter again, took off the seal ribbon around his waist, and stamped the Gaotang Order Seal on the place where the signature was signed on the letter. Then he folded the letter again with satisfaction, and put it in the envelope.

This subtle and cautious move made Zheng Xuan nod constantly.

The banquet ended happily.

Zheng Xuan sent Liu Bei and Zhang Fei to the gate of the village, leaving Gao Mi Ling Wang Xiu alone.

"Uncle Zhi, what do you think of Liu Bei?" Zheng Xuan looked at the back of Zhuang Wai and stroked his beard with admiration in his eyes.

Without hesitation, Wang Xiu said: "Liu Bei is generous, he knows people and treats scholars well, and he has the weapon of a hero. If Mr. Kang Cheng needs to serve you, just say so."

Zheng Xuan turned around, handed Liu Bei's letter to Wang Xiu, and solemnly urged: "Please trouble Uncle Zhi, send this letter to Ju County as soon as possible, and let Xianmou decide for himself on other matters."

The purpose of Zheng Xuan's meeting with Liu Bei was to worry that Zheng Ping's acquaintance would not be known, so he had to test the school himself for a while.

The result made Zheng Xuan very satisfied!

Although Liu Bei's reputation is not obvious now, for Zheng Xuan, as long as Liu Bei's conduct is correct, it is not difficult to make Liu Bei famous.

Zhuang Wai.

Liu Bei and Zhang Fei took advantage of the moonlight to go to the posthouse.

Zhang Fei, who had been holding back all night, finally couldn't bear it any longer: "Brother, you said that Mr. Kang Cheng is a senior uncle, and I can also recognize a senior uncle just now."

"Maybe Master Uncle can give me a box of Zuo Bo Paper as a meeting gift!"

Liu Bei was in a good mood: "Yide, if my brother knew that Mr. Kang Cheng, who is well-known in Qingzhou, is from the same school as Master Lu, why would he be uneasy along the way?"

"Fortunately, I was astute and visited as a member of Lu Shimen instead of Gao Tangling."

"Otherwise, it won't be so smooth tonight, and I won't get my uncle's guidance."

Zhang Fei asked in surprise, "Did my elder brother never ask Mr. Zigan if he had a fellow student when he was studying under Mr. Zigan? It's not like you!"

Liu Bei was a little embarrassed: "You are young and ignorant. You only like fancy clothes, gourmet food, sensuality, and poor academics. Master Lu has always been strict and seldom speaks, so naturally he dare not ask."

Brothers and sisters with Zhang Fei, Liu Bei did not hide the foolish things in his youth.

Zhang Fei laughed loudly: "I understand! When I was learning to paint, I was also very poor at it. The teacher who taught me was so stern all day long that I didn't dare to ask more questions."

"I used a bamboo pole to stab a pig every day to vent my anger, which led me to the path of abandoning painting and becoming a martial artist."

"Brother, let me tell you..."

Zhang Fei seemed to vent his resentment for not being able to speak at the banquet, and began to talk about everything endlessly under the feeling of being half drunk.

Zhang Fei's voice was loud, and when he started talking about everything, Liu Bei could only feel the buzzing in his ears.

Liu Bei helplessly covered his forehead and sighed.

……

the other side.

Wang Xiu sent three fierce soldiers out of the city overnight to deliver letters to Ju County.

There is a letter from Liu Bei to Zheng Ping, and a letter from Wang Xiu to Kong Rong.

But in the official way.

After defeating Zhang Rao's Yellow Turbans, Zheng Ping traveled all the way to Ju County according to the original route.

When Zong Bao found out that apart from Zhang Rao, there was another group of yellow scarves that also had the intention of robbing the road, he didn't dare to be careless, and scattered all the scouts along the way.

Finally, after two days.

A group of people arrived at the city of Ju County.

Kong Rong learned that there were yellow scarves robbing the way, and one of them was Zhang Rao, who claimed to be the commander of Qushuai in Qingzhou, and he was not well.

Determined to work hard for Wang Jing, the yellow scarves became more and more rampant, and even the Zheng family's motorcade that came to pay the bride price intentionally hijacked it.

This is the face of the yellow scarf fused in the palm hole!

Look, what about the son-in-law Bei Hai likes?
I Zhang Rao, if I want to rob, I will rob, Prime Minister Bei Hai can only stare blankly!
"Yellow turban bandits are rampant, but fortunately my nephew is safe, otherwise Mr. Kang Cheng's place, the truth will be to blame!"

Kong Rong was ashamed and apologized as soon as he saw Zheng Yi.

If the son of Zheng Xuan, a famous official, died at the hands of the Yellow Turban Bandits in Beihai County, Kong Rong would be humiliated.

Zheng Yiqian was generous, and hurriedly replied: "Uncle, what you said is serious, how can a mere yellow scarf thief hurt us?"

Kong Rong looked at the young man next to Zheng Yi again, and saw that his brows were full of heroism, and he was dressed in white and scarf, with feather fans and shoulders, in an endlessly comfortable and unrestrained manner.

Before Kong Rong could ask, Zheng Ping bowed slightly: "My nephew Zheng Ping, I have seen my uncle."

(End of this chapter)

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