In Xu Jie's opinion, the prince wants to study, this matter has a different meaning. It is impossible to achieve without learning or ignorance. Reading and learning about the past and understanding the present is to make progress.

Xu Jie, a rich and wealthy child, bought hundreds of second-hand books and went home, and his life became fuller. When he read a small note, the owner of the note was a minor official from the Tang Dynasty, but Li Bai appeared in the notes. This surprised Xu Jie a little. Perhaps the owner of the notes was a small person, so he was somewhat magical about Li Bai's account, and he also had this little person's respect for Li Bai.

In the notes, there is a long poem by Li Bai, "After the Book of Changes and the Heavenly Loves and Yelang recalls the old travel book and gives it to the Liangzai of Wei, Jiangxia", with the opening four sentences: The white jade capital in the sky, the twelve floors and five cities. The immortals caress my head, and they are born and borne and receive immortality.

Bai Yujing is the palace in the sky. The general meaning of the four sentences in Li Bai's poem is: I am an immortal.

There is another paragraph in this poem: The sword is not a enemy of thousands of people, but the literature stole the names of all the worlds.

It is also Li Bai's summary of himself. Li Bai's sword is not a enemy of thousands of people, and Li Bai's writing "stole" the world's great reputation.

Although this long poem reveals Li Bai's own sadness, it also expresses the will of Li Bai. The nobles are like dogs and sheep, which is also the words in this poem.

Xu Jie couldn't help but yearn for it.

Xu Jie read history, Xia Rui listened. Xu Jie played the piano and Xie Fang laughed. Life was like this, perhaps the happiest time in Xu Jie's life.

Xu Kang was guarding the door and finally no longer so bored. There were more visitors in front of the door. Xu Kang could charge a few small money and buy more sesame cakes even if he had nothing to do.

At first, the Beijing Poetry Club came to invite Xu Jie to join the club. Xu Jie refused, and finally came to a Bamboo Forest Poetry Club. Xu Jie also remembered that he had joined a Bamboo Forest Poetry Club when he was in Dajiang County, but he had not participated in the activities of the Bamboo Forest Poetry Club in Dajiang County.

Unexpectedly, the Zhulin Poetry Club in the capital was actually the Zhulin Poetry Club in Dajiang County. However, the Zhulin Poetry Club in the capital was re-established by literati from Dajiang County, and there were also students from other places in Huaixi. The concept of homeland was popular in any era. Xu Jie then entered the Zhulin Poetry Club in the capital.

After entering the poetry club, more and more people came to invite him. Every time he was a famous building and a beautiful place, please ask Xu Jie to go there for a while.

Xu Jie went there once, and there were many students in Ouyang Zheng. Qushui Liushang was elegant and talented in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, which made Xu Jie more knowledgeable.

The stream water is drawn into a small artificial ditch. There is a wooden wine bowl on the ditch. Put the wooden bowl on the running water, and then pour the bowl in the water with the wine. Everyone sits down with the winding flowing water, takes the wine floating in the water, and then drinks the poem, which is the Qushui flowing wine.

There is a piano sound, a brush, a poem, and a game of chess.

After a while, Xu Kang became even more busy. There were posts for various poetry meetings, and many invitations were also coming from the courtesans everywhere. However, Xu Jie did not answer, so he did not join in the fun.

That day, Xu Kang stood at the door and was swaying, holding a knife in his hand and slashing.

Suddenly a middle-aged man dressed in a vendor came over and said to Xu Kang in a mysterious way: "Brother, brother, let me talk."

Xu Kang took a knife in his hand in the air, took it down, leaned over and asked, "I wonder what's the price?"

"Brother, has your master released a new work recently?" the middle-aged man said with his ears, and he had already taken out a small piece of silver from his sleeve and handed it on.

Xu Kang did not refuse, but just refused to accept it first, and asked again: "New work? I don't know much, I only know that when I attended a bamboo forest poetry meeting last time, I wrote a few poems and the like."

The middle-aged man stuffed the broken silver in his hand again and said, "Do your master have some manuscripts that you can discard casually?"

Xu Kang nodded and said, "That's a lot."

The middle-aged man was overjoyed when he heard this. Finally, he stuffed the broken silver into Xu Kang's hand and smiled and said, "You go and find some for me? Help me, I'll give you some more money."

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he took out a small incision of silver from his sleeve and shook it.

Xu Kang didn't care and smiled and said, "What's the problem? It's all in the kitchen, and it's all written on it to burn the fire. Wait for a while."

When the middle-aged man heard this, he looked heartbroken and said, "Brother, go to the kitchen quickly. He is about to cook dinner, so he must cook it all."

Upon hearing this, Xu Kang turned around and went into the yard and headed straight for the kitchen. Sure enough, the middle-aged man made a promise. A servant was stuffing a ball of paper into the stove and adding a few handfuls of firewood to press it on it.

Xu Kang didn't care, so he turned around and entered Xu Jie's study, searching on the ground for several times.

"Xiaokang, what are you looking for?" Xu Jie asked behind the case.

Xu Kang saw a piece of paper on the ground, lowered his head and went to pick it up, and replied, "Someone at the door bought the paper that the young master wanted. I'm going to give it a silver. The ingot looks like three or four taels. I'll find some to sell it."

Xu Jie laughed at the sound of the words: "Are I so famous? Why haven't I felt it yet? Come on, I'll write you a few more pictures and ask the person outside the door to give you a good price. Three or four taels are too small. Remember to bargain with him."

Xu Kang was overjoyed when he heard this. After packing up two or three pictures on the ground, he stood aside and waited for Xu Jie to write.

Xu Jie was reading Li Bai's long poem, and he copied it with a pen. After copying it, he gave it to Xu Kang together, and said, "You asked him, you said you had the money and had a privately printed manuscript, and asked him how much money he could pay."

Xu Jie seemed to have found a way to make a fortune. The prices of literati who had signed and did not have signed are very different. The prices of seals and non-seals are also very different.

"Okay." Xu Kang took the manuscript and left.

Xu Jie spent some time copying the poem. The middle-aged man at the door was already impatient. He thought that the servant had just taken his money and ran away. He was anxious. Seeing Xu Kang running back, he had indeed had a manuscript in his hand. He stepped forward a few steps and reached out to take it. He smiled and said, "Thank you, thank you!"

Xu Kang collected the manuscript and asked, "You can take a look at these first, how much does it cost?"

When the middle-aged man heard this, he knew the trick. He took out a ingot of silver from his sleeve and another ingot of silver.

Xu Kang looked at it and was not talking. But he saw the middle-aged man taking out another ingot and saying, "There are twelve taels in total, and there is no more. After all, it is just an ordinary manuscript."

Upon hearing this, Xu Kang put the manuscript on the manuscript, took the silver, and asked again: "What if there is a signature and a seal? I have hidden some here."

"Young man really has it?" The middle-aged man seemed a little unbelievable, and he didn't believe that a doorkeeper would have a serious work.

Xu Kang nodded and said, "Yes, the young master gave it to me before."

"If there is really, I will come back tomorrow. If I haven't brought enough money today, I can't sell it to others. Let's set the price according to the size, and there will always be dozens of taels of silver. If it is a new poem that has not been born, then I will talk about the price again, and I will definitely be satisfied with it." said the middle-aged man.

Xu Kang smiled so much that his chin could not close, and he said, "Okay, you come tomorrow."

The middle-aged man bowed his hand, turned around and walked a few steps, then turned around and bowed his hand.

Xu Kang hummed a small song and went to the yard. When he entered the study, he put three ingots of silver on Xu Jie's desk and smiled and said, "Young Master, you have become rich. You can write it casually for twelve taels. The man said that if the young master signed it, it would be at least a few dozen taels. If there are new poems, let's talk about the price. It would be better to read. If the young master reads like this, you can make money without any effort."

Xu Jie picked up the silver from the desk and handed it to Xu Kang, who was beside him, and smiled and said, "Young Master is nothing. One day, one word of money is like Master Wu, which means you will make money. I will write some more tomorrow and earn him a hundred taels of money, and you can also supplement your household income."

To seek fame and reputation, there are the benefits of seeking fame and reputation.

But at this moment, I suddenly heard someone shouting at the gate of the yard: "Can the master be at home?"

When Xu Kang heard this, he quickly walked out. When he arrived at the door, he turned around and shouted: "Young master, Mr. Zhong is here, Mr. Ouyang, Mr. Ouyang is here too."

Upon hearing this, Xu Jie stood up and ran straight out, and finally waited for the person, but Xu Jie did not expect that his second uncle would come too.

Xia Rui, who was standing beside him, also went out to greet Xu Jie.

Ouyang Zheng had already walked in, behind him was Xu Zhong with a cane, and there were a few men behind him, plus a few cars and horses.

Ouyang Wenfeng had just got out of the car and turned around to help Ouyang Wenqin who was getting off the car.

Xu Jie came forward to meet him repeatedly, and Xia Rui also visited him repeatedly.

"Wen Yuan... I am so pleased to my teacher." Ouyang Zheng was extremely happy when he saw Xu Jie, but he sighed a little. He sighed that this time in Beijing, the old classmate who had been kind to him in the past was unreliable, but this student who was under the age of twentieth was reliable.

The world is full of people's hearts, and all kinds of things are in a state of silence. How can Ouyang Zheng not sigh?

"This is all what students should do, just small things, teachers should not worry about it." Xu Jie knew what Ouyang Zheng sighed.

Ouyang Zheng nodded when he heard this, walked into the door, and gave up Xu Zhong behind him.

"Why are the second uncle here too?" Xu Jie asked.

"Uncle Second thought about it, but after all, he still thought it would be better to go there in person. Now it's not as good as before. Going far away is nothing. Let's ask someone to take off all the things first. Ouyang Gong has brought all his belongings, all of them are books. By the way, he also acted as a guard for Ouyang Gong." Xu Zhong said.

Xu Jie frowned when he heard this. Xu Zhong had something to say, and it was obvious that he was not at peace on the road. He asked, "Is there a strong man on the road?"

Xu Zhong nodded: "I killed dozens of people in Shouzhou."

"Shouzhou? Is Shouzhou again? When you return, you should go to the immortal village and kill him without leaving any armor." Xu Jie turned around and looked at Ouyang Zheng, and his whole body burst out with a cold light, his eyes were filled with cold light.

"How did Jie'er know that the immortal village is?" Xu Zhong asked.

Xu Jie only replied: "My nephew also killed their people. If you can send dozens of people to intercept the teacher by Shouzhou, where can you do it if you are not Shenxian Village."

Xu Zhong nodded when he heard this and said nothing.

On the contrary, Ouyang Zheng turned around and said, "Wenyuan, it's better to be too tough for the world. Since he has entered the capital, there will be no such thing in the future. The Golden Palace Guard is not a vegetarian."

Xu Jie nodded, not saying much, but his intention to kill was already aroused, so how could he calm down?

At this time, Ouyang Wenfeng and Ouyang Wenqin came over. Ouyang Wenfeng's face was full of a cheerful smile, but said, "Wenyuan, I have really seen this incident. Isn't the heroic hero in your works Xu Er Uncle? A sword kills all over the world, but there is no enemy in one direction. Unfortunately, you were not present at that time. In that scene, the pleasure of a man is just like this! An eight-foot man, holding a blade, kills people."

Xu Jie smiled when he heard this. It seemed that Ouyang Wenfeng, a good sage scholar, was very poisoned. He asked, "I was so angry that I was afraid that I was so scared that I was peeing my pants."

Ouyang Wenfeng felt a little guilty when he heard this, but replied: "Wenyuan is talking nonsense, how can I pee my pants?"

Xu Jie did not answer, looked at Ouyang Wenqin in women's clothing behind, saluted respectfully, and said, "Please, Miss Ouyang."

Ouyang Wenqin wanted to go up and say something, but she saw her father walking past Xu Jie with a fragrant wind, but she just gave a little blessing, and finally she didn't speak.

Everyone was busy unloading and saluting, and the servants hurriedly went out to buy more vegetables, meat and wine.

Xu Jie took Ouyang Zheng, Xu Zhong and others to the hall to sit, and also introduced Xia Rui. Although the courtyard that Xia Rui gave Xu Jiexun was small, it was enough to live in so many people. Ouyang Zheng went to the Ministry of Personnel and met the emperor again. After taking office in the Ministry of Justice, there should be a good courtyard in the inner city.

The Minister of Justice was not a minor official, but he was named a senior official. Although he could not compare to the position of the minister of the past, he was already an extraordinary high-ranking official. Although the six ministries were under the jurisdiction of the Minister of the Shangshu, the chief officials of the six ministries were only one level lower than those of the left and right servants. The court was in the second row, just under the emperor's eyes.

At the evening banquet, Ouyang Zheng was in a very good mood. After waiting for more than ten years, his dream finally came true. However, Ouyang Zheng seemed to feel a little timid. He also took the initiative to ask Xu Jie about the old emperor. Xu Jie said that the old emperor was coughing continuously, thin and gray-haired.

Ouyang Zheng couldn't help feeling a little uncomfortable. In the hearts of an orthodox literati as Ouyang Zheng, the emperor would not make mistakes. Those who made mistakes were the people around the emperor and those treacherous people who harmed the emperor's wiseness.

So even when he was exiled to Dajiang County, Ouyang Zheng did not have any hatred for the old emperor. He hated those treacherous people. There is a saying that Ouyang Zheng has such a mentality, thunder, rain and dew are all kindness.

The influence of the Confucianism of heaven, earth, kingdom, parents and teachers on these orthodox literati is self-evident.

Xu Jie obviously didn't think so. Although Xu Jie had a lot of better sense of the old emperor, he still could not forgive the emperor who retreated at the fortitude and the emperor who ignored hundreds of thousands of troops under his command. Even if the emperor did not expect that his retreat would cause such serious consequences, Xu Jie could not forgive this.
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