Chapter 130: The Stars Can Be Picked Up For A Monthly Pass)
Xu Jie, who left Li Zhi's mansion, turned around and looked at the high gate again, and sighed.
More than ten years have passed, and the Ouyang Zheng back then is still the Ouyang Zheng back then.
The people Ouyang Zheng thought were not those back then. Over the past ten years, how many people in this capital still remembered Ouyang Zheng? Human relationships and reality often complement each other. If a tall building is to be built by everyone, there will naturally be no one in front of the ruins.
Just like Li Zhi, the content of his speech and tone of his speech all express a sense of superiority. This sense of superiority is not expressed to Xu Jie, and Xu Jie does not have this qualification. This sense of superiority is expressed to Ouyang Zheng. Perhaps when Ouyang Zheng took good care of this classmate in the Later Jin Dynasty, he also expressed a similar sense of superiority.
As for kindness, Li Zhi probably did not forget it, because Li Zhi finally reminded Xu Jie, asking Xu Jie to write a letter to Ouyang Zheng saying that he cared about this matter, which was expressing some so-called gratitude to Ouyang Zheng.
However, Li Zhi did not really take Ouyang Zheng's so-called favor for promotion seriously, otherwise he would not have been so careless. Now from the second-rank high position, Li Zhi is more willing to attribute this achievement to his own efforts rather than to whom he is kind.
Ouyang Zheng's care back then was just Li Zhi's start. Now that he is in a high position, the small matter of starting is nothing great in Li Zhi's mind now? Just like Li Zhi himself, if he wants to promote a small official, it is not only a matter of a simple task, but he doesn't have much effort.
When some people are helped, they often think from another perspective. They are not thinking about how much help others have helped them, but that they don’t spend much effort. The amount of effort others spend when helping them is a measure of the depth of kindness.
Li Zhi's mentality and performance are no longer directly summarized by the words "ungrateful". But from the perspective of outsiders, it is somewhat hateful. Because there is also a measure of conscience and morality in life. Li Zhi's attitude may be because of his long-term high position, but he also lacks some basic morality and conscience.
Xu Jie was somewhat unhappy with Li Zhi. The main reason for his dissatisfaction was not how Li Zhi neglected him, but that Li Zhi's attitude lacked respect for Ouyang Zheng, which was something that Xu Jie could not tolerate in his first feeling.
Stepping on the streets of the inner city, Xu Jie frowned and pondered, thinking about how the small wooden box on his body would appear in front of the emperor.
When he first entered the capital, things were not going well, and Xu Jie was in a bad mood. He walked out of the inner city and stepped on the bustling streets of Bianjing, with people coming and going, flowing endlessly.
After evening, Xu Jie, who was still thinking, suddenly heard the sound of silk and bamboo on the street. He stopped and looked left and right. A dozen steps away from the right, there were three gold-toned plaques on the Zhaixing Tower. Looking up, he looked up and saw that the Zhaixing Tower was worthy of its name. It was seven floors high, with flying eaves hanging in the air, with vermilion lacquer, and layers of lights were brightly lit.
Looking around, there is no building higher than the Zhaixing Tower. This building even exceeds the height of the city wall, and it feels like "looking at the small mountains". A seven-story building built with bricks and wood is also the highest point of the architectural skills of this era. It is the pillar wood, which is straight up, more than ten feet high. I don’t know how many forests I have to search to find so many, and I don’t know how to transport it to the capital. This Zhaixing Tower is really extraordinary.
It was this building that had a different kind of attraction. Xu Jie stepped in, and the servant from the hall came to greet him with a smile, and asked, "Do you go up to the third floor or down to the third floor?"
Xu Jie was stunned when he heard this, obviously puzzled.
The servant was so smart that Xu Jie's expression changed slightly. He knew that this was a freshman, so he hurriedly said, "Young Master, we are a first-class and elegant place in the capital. Today, everyone is here. You need to submit poems and posts on the third floor, but you don't need to go down the third floor. It's a bit expensive to go up the third floor, but it's cheaper to go down the third floor."
Xu Jie didn't know what to do with everyone, and asked in confusion: "Isn't this Zhaixing Tower seventh floor? So there are only three floors up and three floors down, and there is one floor?"
The servant smiled mysteriously and shook his head: "Young master understands it, but it's not easy to tell you if you don't understand it. There is still a layer of Zhaixing Pavilion, so it's naturally not included."
Seeing this servant being mysterious, Xu Jie was too lazy to ask more questions. He had already walked upstairs. There were quite a few guests on the stairs. There were only a hall on the first floor, and there were no places for guests to sit. The servants who came and went, as well as preparations for various tea and snacks. The place was also very large and seemed extremely grand.
The second floor is already full, so Xu Jie doesn’t need to guess too much, just each floor has a consumer price for each floor.
The servants just accompany Xu Jie on this way. Those who can enter Zhaixing Tower with confidence are generally people with some identities, peddlers and others. They will feel embarrassed even when they pass by this door, let alone enter confidently. Therefore, the servants in this building have always been very enthusiastic about everyone entering the building.
Seeing that Xu Jie had not made a decision or said anything, the servant just kept lying on his head and kept looking at him, he wanted to find a question and say, "Young Master, can you tell where the name of Zhaixing Tower comes from?"
When Xu Jie heard this, he replied without hesitation: "The dangerous building is a hundred feet high, can you pick the stars with your hands?"
"Young Master is really knowledgeable and talented, powerful. I admire you. There are not many guests who can answer like the young master, and I can't meet a few in a year..." The servant flattered. In fact, this question is too simple, and there are not many scholars who can't answer it. When the servant asks this, it is just to have an excuse to flatter the guest. Such flattery is much better than the servants in other places of entertainment.
Xu Jie seemed to be smiling and walked towards the stairs again, and was about to go up the first floor.
The servant said again: "Since the young master is so talented, why not go up to the third floor? The scholars who entered the capital are mostly interested in the third floor and come out with great success. It is no problem to become famous in this capital."
The servant flattered hard, just to lay the foundation for the words behind him. Xu Jie did not refuse. He just walked up to the third floor and then went to the stairs. He turned around and asked, "How do you post a poem?"
The servant was overjoyed and hurriedly said, "Young Master writes a poem, and someone will give it a comment. With your talent, you will definitely be able to go upstairs. As for whether you go up to the fourth floor, the fifth floor, or the sixth floor, it depends on your Wen Cai. You will meet on the sixth floor. There are not many guests going upstairs tonight."
Xu Jie has never asked this person who is the answer, and the servant did not take the initiative to explain. He only thought that Xu Jie must have come to Zhaixing Tower to come to see the reputation, so there is no need to explain. It is also Xu Jie's current attitude towards everyone, and he does not have much pursuit.
Chapter completed!