Zhu Cheng knew that Ruan Dacheng had a very inferior character, but he still had some talents. If he could stay for the court, he would be better than those Donglin Yongcai who only spoke boldly but had no administrative ability.

Ruan Dacheng bowed: "I wish to hear Lord Zhu's great views."

"Mr. Ruan is a very smooth person, but the result of both sides is favored, and often the two sides are not pleased. This is one of them. Although Mr. Ruan has a strong personality, he is thin-skinned. As an official in the capital, he is most afraid of this. I hope that Mr. Ruan will learn from Liu Ji, the chief assistant of the previous dynasty. He is named Liu Mianhua and is not afraid of impeachment. I hope that Mr. hopes that he will take him as an example and as long as he does things for the emperor, he has a clear conscience. No matter how the censor attacks him, this is the second."

Ruan Dacheng originally believed that Zhu Cheng was only accusing the victim, so he was able to get a high-ranking official and generous salary. Now, after listening to Zhu Cheng's advice, he was moved. Zhu Cheng's words were aimed at his weaknesses in his personality, like a sudden enlightenment, which made him understand many things at once and changed his future direction.

Ruan Dacheng bowed deeply to Zhu Cheng and said, "Ruan has received teaching."

Looking at Ruan Dacheng's figure moving further and further, Zhu Cheng fell into deep thought for a moment.

Suddenly, an arm wrapped around Zhu Cheng's neck: "Brother Cheng, Aunt Wei and I have watched a good show."

Zhu Youjian smiled and learned the scenes of Zhu Cheng and Ke Qingqing meeting one by one. It was hard for Zhu Youjian to have such a strong acting talent and learn it vividly. He was so ashamed that Zhu Cheng went from his forehead to the back of his feet.

After laughing for a while, Zhu Cheng said, "I'm in trouble. We have to find a teacher."

Zhu Youjian said: "It is difficult to find a top scholar, a juren, a scholar, and a scholar, so we can just find one near the imperial village. But we will leave the capital soon. Tomorrow we will buy something to save the lack of things and live in the imperial village in an inconvenient way."

The next day, Zhu Youjian took Zhu Cheng to visit Beijing. However, under Zhu Cheng's deliberate guidance, Zhu Youjian came to the book market. Zhu Cheng was a little glad that he returned to the Ming Dynasty, and there were countless spiritual food waiting for him. If he returned to the Qing Dynasty, he would be terrible.

Zhu Cheng read casually at the book stall. There are quite a few types of books here, including the Four Books and Five Classics, Eight-Legend Models, Poems and Songs that cultivate sentiment, novels that waste time, and even bloody Spring Palace albums. These books are all sold on the market, and there are no yamen to investigate, which makes people sigh at the freedom and openness of the Ming Dynasty.

Zhu Cheng now has a net worth of millions of taels of silver, so naturally he would not carefully pick books like a poor scholar. Most of the time he looked at the names and threw the books on the big cart behind him. However, when he saw "The King of War" and "Awakening the World" compiled by Feng Menglong, he did not see another book called "Yu Shimingyan", which was called Sanyan in later generations. He only saw a work signed by Feng Menglong - "All Like Ancient and Modern Novels". He hesitated for a moment, and a middle-aged scholar next to him asked: "Why did this little brother buy other books without hesitation, but he thought about these books over and over again? Do you think these books are worthless?"

Zhu Cheng said: "These books compiled by Mr. Feng Menglong are of great literary value. In the future, they will become masterpieces that have been passed down through the ages, representing another peak of the literature of the Ming Dynasty, just like "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", "Water Margin" and "Journey to the West".

The middle-aged scholar was very happy after hearing this. He patted Zhu Cheng on the shoulder like an old friend and said, "You have such a high vision, and I think these books are excellent. Then why don't you buy these books, but just flip through them?"

Zhu Cheng said: "Mr. Feng Menglong's most praised books are collectively called Sanyan. I only found "Careful Shi Tongyan" and "Awakening Shi Hengyan", but I did not find "Yu Shi Mingyan". It's a bit of a broken book."

After hearing this, the middle-aged scholar laughed and said, "I have always thought of giving the first book a name and matching it with the last two, but I never thought it would be more suitable. The little brother wakes up the dreamer with one word. It is better for you to give me the name "Yu Shimingyan". A gentleman has the beauty of becoming an adult. I will let the bookstore change "All Like Ancient and Modern Novels" into "Yu Shimingyan"."

Zhu Cheng was shocked and said, "Sir, who are you?"

The middle-aged scholar was honest: "I am Feng Menglong."

Zhu Cheng bowed to Feng Menglong at 90 degrees and said, "Boy Zhu Cheng has met Mr. Feng."

Zhu Youjian had never seen Zhu Cheng respect someone so much and said, "Brother Cheng, who is this person?"

Zhu Cheng hurriedly asked Zhu Youjian to greet Feng Menglong and introduced: "This is Feng Menglong, the number one talent of the Ming Dynasty."

Feng Menglong laughed and said, "How dare you?"

When he saw the great literary master of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Cheng stopped picking books and asked the guards to settle the bill with the bookseller, and asked Feng Menglong to go to a restaurant to have a meal while talking. Feng Menglong saw that Zhu Cheng liked his books so much and talked very proactively, so he happily agreed.

At the dinner table, Zhu Cheng asked, "Mr. Feng is from Suzhou Prefecture, why did he come to Beijing?"

Feng Menglong said: "Are you preparing for next year's imperial examination? You may feel a little assuming when you come early."

Zhu Cheng sighed in his heart. Although Feng Menglong is a literary master, he is not an expert in scientific examinations. Ten years later, it was the third year of Chongzhen that he was reincarnated as a tribute student. Next year's imperial examinations must have returned in a bad state. Suddenly, he felt that a large part of the reason why the Ming Dynasty perished was uneven. If millions of Han people were united, would they still be afraid that Jiannu would be crazy? If the Ming Dynasty was united and moral, the propaganda work could not be relaxed. With the dry articles written by the top scholars and Jinshi, even the author himself could not be moved. How could he move millions of people? Feng Menglong is a propaganda expert. The popular stories he wrote were vivid and lively and educational. If he could recruit this person, he would not have to worry about future propaganda work.

Zhu Cheng asked, "Does sir have a clear mind?"

Feng Menglong answered honestly: "No idea."

"Have Mr. Feng ever thought of another way out?"

"Everything is inferior, only those who study well should do practical things for the people and leave a name for the ages. There is only one way to go for the imperial examination."

"If you only have these two goals and have completed the task, your book will enlighten the people's wisdom, and you will do practical things for the people. Thousands of years later, we may have been forgotten by the world, but your name will definitely go down in history because of your book. However, if you want to be an official, I am afraid that the teacher may not be suitable for the imperial examination."

Feng Menglong's eyes lit up and he asked, "Does my little brother have a clear way to give me?"

Zhu Cheng said: "I am the deputy of the trial office of the Royal Palace, the seventh rank of civil servants, the thousand households of the Jinyiwei, and the fifth rank of military officials. This is the younger brother of the Emperor Daming, Zhu Youjian, and the future prince."

Zhu Cheng pointed to Zhu Youjian, who was shaking his head and listening to the singing girl singing, and then said, "If you want to take the civil servant route, after A Jian is appointed as the king, you will choose any official position in the royal palace. If you want to take the military officer route, I have a position vacant of the deputy thousand households. I don't know what the teacher wants to do?"

Feng Menglong hesitated for a long time, and Zhu Cheng was a little impatient and decided to take the next dose of the strong medicine: "Mr. Feng, I admire your talent and make friends with you. If you hesitate and the little prince is angry, then you will miss this village and there will be no more store."

"Mr. Zhu, can you make the decision on the official position of Deputy Qianhu?"

"The emperor asked me to recruit soldiers. As long as I report the list, I will definitely approve it."

"So, the Qianhu, the lower officials are courteous. However, during the imperial examination, can we let the lower officials try again?"

"It doesn't matter. You can try every imperial examination, as long as you don't delay your job."

The three of them drank happily. Of course, Zhu Cheng and Zhu Youjian still drank honey water, while Feng Menglong drank rice wine.

Just as he was having a happy drink, a person who looked like a eunuch found Zhu Cheng and said a few words in his ear. Zhu Cheng's face changed drastically. He threw a wine glass to the ground, smashing it to pieces: "These people are so hateful."
Chapter completed!