"It seems that even if time comes, these Taoist priests may stay."

Shu An couldn't help but murmured softly, he had confidence in the food in Shu Mansion.

He has never treated these Taoist priests injustice, and they are excellent in both money and food.

When these people get used to it, if they go out for dinner, they will probably be no different from pig food.

This food has crossed an era, and the gap is not so easy to make up.

Just when Shu An was thinking, Xie Xing encountered some trouble on the other side. Of course, if he said trouble, it would not count.

"Xie Xing, is this written by the dean?"

Cheng Chuliang said with a hint of curiosity on his face, and his words were obviously very interested.

"Yes, this was written by the dean himself, be careful."

Xie Xing said with a wry smile on his face. Even he didn't expect that he would rush back to Chang'an and wanted to explain some things to his family, but he met this classmate.

Of course, Cheng Chuliang knew about the things in his hand, but he knew that this classmate was not only a bit vicious, but everything else was fine.

He just had a little bit of his personality, and what Xie Xing was most worried about was this, for fear that Cheng Chuliang would break the word with a thrust.

"Why didn't the dean write me a copy?"

Cheng Chuliang couldn't help but mutter, with a trace of injustice in his words.

"Chu Liang, what's the point of writing? Haven't you always yearned for the battlefield?"

However, Xie Xing was a little confused at this time, not knowing what this classmate was crazy about.

You should know that Cheng Chuliang is not very interested in the courses taught by the dean, in addition to health studies.

"The dean's word is valuable."

Cheng Chuliang did not hesitate to express his inner thoughts and his own affairs at home.

It turns out that after getting used to eating the food from the academy, how could Cheng Chuliang be interested in ordinary food?

Fortunately, there is a family in Chang'an, and after eating it a few times, Cheng Chuliang found that he had no money.

This made me think of the dean’s word “dean”, but Cheng Chuliang had just heard the dean’s word “dean” from his father.

On the other hand, there were a lot of black lines above Xie Xing's expression, and he was even more alert to looking at Cheng Chuliang, for fear that Cheng Chuliang would be afraid that he would sell his pair.

For a moment, the two of them stared at each other on Chang'an Street. Cheng Chuliang seemed to have hesitation when he grabbed the other end of the paper.

"Chu Liang, why not copy a few copies for you and sell them to you. It's so good that it was written by the dean."

Finally, Xie Xing couldn't help but say, but he was afraid that Cheng Chuliang would really tear the paper in half, and then he would be in tears.

"Okay, Xie Xing, I didn't expect you to have this mind."

Cheng Chuliang's face couldn't help but lit up and said, "No matter how much it was written by the dean, it must be worth a lot of money."

Cheng Chuliang is not short of paper and pen, but Cheng Chuliang made Xie Xing write a lot of copies for a while.

He still knows his own character Cheng Chuliang. When he got it sold on the street, he instantly attracted a lot of attention.

"What, what Mr. An Xuan wrote!"

"I have to buy one, can I produce some new poems?"

"Mr. An Xuan has no voice recently. It is said that the poems on Lantern Festival were taken back by Lord Changsun and did not know the content."

...........

A series of discussion sounded, and there was a hint of expectation in the words.

Cheng Chuliang is naturally a smart person. He sells it in one place and immediately changes the place before he wakes up.

"Sure enough, the dean's words are about making money."

Cheng Chuliang felt the weight of his wallet and couldn't help but show a hint of joy. He knew that there were a few good meals in Chang'an next, and of course this refers to heaven and earth.

"Only Wang Meng, the good minister in Guanzhong, hope that all the people in the world will thank An."

The consequence of this is that this sentence spread throughout Chang'an in a short period of time.

"Donald An Xuan is talking about the Eastern Jin Dynasty of the Former Qin Dynasty."

"I have to say that these two men were indeed the most powerful ministers during that period."

...........

There was naturally another dispute in Chang'an, and some people even argued because Wang Meng and Xie An compared.

However, Xie An still has the upper hand, on the one hand because Xie An came from a gentry, and on the other hand, Wang Meng belonged to a foreign race.

It is precisely under such circumstances that Xie An is naturally supported, and of course some people recognize Wang Meng's own abilities.

Not only ordinary people, but even some ministers are thinking about this sentence.

"It would be great if one day I could be like Xie An."

Sun Wuji, the eldest son of Duke Zhao's mansion, looked at the sentence he wrote in front of him and murmured softly, "You must know that Xie An's words are the pinnacle of the ministers."

Unfortunately, Changsun Wuji knew about this impossible thing. He had to know that there were several people with status like himself, and Xie An only had a few people.

Not only Changsun Wuji, but many ministers also had a lot of thoughts, and they were obviously not calm inside.

"Is this what the Father of Asia wrote?"

In the palace, Li Shimin's eyes also fell on this pair of words at this time, of course, this was written by himself after knowing the content.

As for the whole story, Baiqi has already asked clearly. It turned out that it was written by Yafu to a student in the academy.

Although this student came from the Xie family, Li Shimin didn't care. It was no longer the era of the Eastern Jin Dynasty.

The Xie family has long been declining, and there is no even a first-class family, let alone anything else.

"It turns out that the imperial examination is coming again without realizing it."

Li Shimin couldn't help but sigh, probably many scholars have gathered in various Daozhou, and the same is true for the capital.

However, what Li Shimin cares about is not this spring exam, but this year's autumn exam.

You should know that Qiuwei may determine the number of choices made by the juren in Daozhou next year, and Li Shimin will only care about it at that time.

Of course, Li Shimin still paid some attention this time, the reason is very simple, that is, there are several students in the academy who want to participate.

If it were all calculated, if Yafu recommended it, then Li Shimin would give some face. This is the benefit of the great scholars in the world.

Unfortunately, this Asian father didn't seem to want to do this. Even Ma Zhou was the previous one because of the competition.

It is said that Ma Zhou seemed to be doing a pretty good job. He had settled the whole county in just a short time and even made suggestions.

Through the information sent back by Baiqi, even Li Shimin had to admit that this Ma Zhou did have real talent and knowledge.

After thinking about this, Li Shimin stopped thinking. Now he is still mainly solving the problem of military weapon surveillance.

So many weapons and armor disappeared for no reason, even this emperor slept a little safely, for fear that one day he would wake up and be in a different place.
Chapter completed!