Idle courtiers

Chapter 220 Ruthless Rejection
Zhou Nan was surprised when he heard this: "How do you know?"

Some time ago, he and Wang Shizhen stayed in Tang Shunzhi's mansion in the capital and devoted themselves to writing. They had no contact with the outside world or people in the literary world!

"Why don't you know?" Zhu Congba said, "Didn't your mentor's father, Governor of Jiliao, Wang Shu, do something wrong and was imprisoned in a sky prison? Wang Yuanmei's Qingzhou military preparation officer has resigned, and she has lived in the capital for a long time. Just want to save my father from prison? Recently, he has been running around the capital, asking for help, and met many classmates of the same year."

"A while ago, Wang Yuanmei mentioned your name, Zimu, at a gathering with her friends, and praised your poems. You should be No. 1 in Guochao after Yang Sheng'an, and even he, a teacher, is willing to bow down. In the future, Will become a generation of master craftsmen."

"Master, does the old man really say that about me? I can't afford it, I can't afford it." Zhou Nan was very pleasantly surprised. With Wang Shizhen, the chairman of the Ming Dynasty Writers Association, making a name for himself, his reputation as a great talent will sooner or later start.

This person, who would think that he is not famous?Whether it is ancient or modern, fame can indeed be eaten.

The literati in the Ming Dynasty had the habit of fighting the autumn wind. That is to say, once you became famous, you only need to post a post to any place, and the local officials and wealthy households would treat you as a guest of honor, eating and drinking with you and chatting with you. A package will be sent.

Just imagine, if your reputation rises.In the future, no matter how bad it is, Wang Shizhen's student, the brand of a generation of poets in the literary world of the Ming Dynasty, can travel the world for free.

Zhu Congchen continued: "Yes, Wang Yuanmei said again, my student is good at poetry and writing. After speaking, your teacher will take out the old saying Fengyue Shuer you rewritten and show it to the public. .”

"Show the Fengyue book to the guests... this, this..." Zhou Nan was dumbfounded, what a shame you Wang Shizhen, when you and your comrades were in a book club, you actually talked about Fengyue, what's wrong with that?

If it gets out, isn't Mr. Wang afraid of getting his own reputation?

But after thinking about it, Pharaoh is really not afraid.

It turns out that in the middle and late Ming Dynasty, scholars couldn't help talking about Fengyue, and they were not ashamed of it.The reason is very simple, and it works from top to bottom. First of all, Emperor Jiajing liked to engage in this kind of tune.

This Emperor Zhu spent all day in the alchemy room pondering the secrets of longevity. Taoism emphasizes the reconciliation of yin and yang. Baopuzi even wrote a special book "Fang Zongshu" to teach people how to keep Yuanyang from falling.One of these recipes needs something from a girl, so Jiajing got many virgins into the palace to toss all day long.

The girls really can't take it anymore, His Majesty's thoughts are so clear, the slaves and servants who are so kind can't bear it!They rushed over and strangled Jiajing's neck with his belt.If the eunuchs hadn't come quickly, the grass on Jiajing's grave would have been three feet high.

The market culture is developed and the atmosphere is civilized. The world likes to talk about boudoir affairs, just like the dirty jokes on the wine table in modern society is a fashion.

Lao Wang even dared to write "Golden Poison", a poisonous weed that could no longer be banned in future generations, so why are he afraid of it?
Zhu Congchi said excitedly: "Zimu, it seems that your mentor has written a lot of novels! Everyone knows that as long as you can get Wang Yuanmei's manuscripts, you don't have to worry about making money or losing money. How much do you want to earn? What is the relationship between us, can you do me a favor and ask your mentor for the manuscript, how much polish you want, and a price. Naturally, I have another heart to send to Zimu."

Zhou Nan shook his head: "It's impossible for me to do this." Just kidding, Wang Shizhen talked about Fengyue with his friends, which is an elegant thing among peers.I'm just his junior, if I talk about this kind of thing, what's the dignity of a teacher?

Maybe the bright yellow bamboo ruler in Lao Wang's hand fell off.

Why am I looking for this bad luck again?

Seeing that Zhou Nan couldn't stop refusing, Zhu Cong became impatient, and begged, "Zimu, friends, just save me! I spent a lot of the money I gave you for buying land last time, and I haven't paid for it yet." Fill this loophole. My wife is in a good mood recently, so she didn't ask. But women's minds are the most difficult to guess. Every month there are those days when things are not pleasing to the eye. There is no guarantee that one day she will suddenly talk about it, and I will die If it’s not guaranteed, just give me a few editions of your mentor’s manuscript, won’t this gap be filled?”

It turned out that this was Zhu Cong's idea, Zhou Nan said "It's right" and said: "It's time to go to study with my mentor, brother Zhu, I have to go, come and send Master Zhu off."

"You don't save yourself, you don't show loyalty!" Zhu Congchi wailed loudly.

When we arrived at Wang Shizhen's place, the teacher was not there, saying that he was out on business.

Zhou Nan stayed there and continued to endorse. After applying in the afternoon, Wang Shizhen came back and saw him working so hard, with a look of relief.

After reading the essays written by Zhou Nan, after revising the comments, he said: "The writing is not bad, and you have mastered ancient prose. From tomorrow, you can write what you want to write. In addition, as a teacher, you can start Let me explain the scriptures to you."

Zhou Nan burst into tears when he heard the words, and finally he could study normally without being tortured by Xiao Huangwen.

……

The days are calm and waveless, like water flowing by.

Zhou Nan lived a peaceful life. He went to the office every day to order a dick, and then went home to read and write.When it was Shenshi, I went to Wang Shizhen to hand in my homework, take a class, and finally rushed home before dark.

According to the rules that Mrs. An said, the wives and concubines of rich families must be exposed to rain and dew, and no one should be favored.Therefore, there are rules in the etiquette system for which house to live in for a few nights each month.

However, Yunniang and Sister Su are not in the capital now, so you have to go to your aunt's house every day and hand in homework, this is the Qi family, this is the way of a gentleman.

Zhou Nan's long drought met with rain, and he didn't even bother to pretend to evade this gesture, so he went happily.

The solitary yin does not grow, and the solitary yang does not grow, he feels that this day is a bit enjoyable.

Soon it will be the day before the winter solstice. Chinese people have a custom to eat tonic and stew beef and mutton on the winter solstice day.

I saw sheep running all over the streets in the capital, with a goat leading the way.It can be seen that the IQ of goats is slightly higher than that of sheep, so they naturally become leaders.All the head sheep have a bell hanging from their jaws, as a symbol of wisdom.

It was another winter solstice, Zhou Nan suddenly remembered the situation when he and Yunniang celebrated the winter solstice last year, and he felt nostalgic in his heart.Fortunately, Sixth Sister Xun is here, so she is not lonely.It's just that Sixth Sister really doesn't like to talk.

When Zhou Nan went to the Pedestrian's Office and ordered Mao, he was about to go home when he saw Guo Shuban hurried over with his bald head shining: "The road to Yuanjia is narrow, the road to Yuanjia is narrow!"

Zhou Nan: "Old Guo, what's the matter?" He teased, "Is it because Mrs. Jia Youxi from Yanqing Prefecture came to the door and wanted to kill her?"

"Don't tease your subordinates." Guo Shuban: "After the winter solstice, it will be Jingcha."

"So what?"

Guo Shuban: "This time it is Zou Yinglong who came to inspect our pedestrian department, Mr. Zhou, you are in trouble."

(End of this chapter)