As the chief minister of the cabinet, Zhang Zhengming has power over both the government and the public.

But he had no heirs, no relatives, and no large family.

In the capital, there is no mansion as huge as Li Fang's.

Except for a few guards at home.

The total number of people waiting on the table does not exceed five.

Even his only nephew often traveled abroad and rarely saw him once in a year or two.

By this time, it was already dark.

The north wind is blowing, and the snow outside is getting heavier.

In the inner hall of Zhang's house, Zhang Zhengming was leaning in front of the stove.

He was wearing an old fur coat that had been mended dozens of times.

On the wall in front of him, there was a huge territory map, with mountains, rivers and rivers clearly visible.

Looking at the outline, you can tell that it is the Wei Dynasty that occupied the entire Central Plains.

And his gaze has always stayed on the northern border of the dynasty.

To be precise, it is the Yan land in the north.

Because it is circled with red pen and ink as an obvious mark.

It has become a fact that the King of Yan became a vassal state.

No matter what, it cannot be changed.

Zhang Zhengming has also given up and begged His Majesty to summon King Yan back to the capital. The reason why he stared at this territory map was to think about how to curb the other party's rebellion, but even if he was as good at planning, it would be difficult to find any good solution in a short time.

I just have to keep thinking.

"Master." At this time, a maid walked into the inner hall and reported back: "There is a man outside who calls himself Song Gongwen and wants to see you."

Hearing this, Zhang Zhengming frowned slightly, but did not look back: "Let him go back, just say I have rested."

Song Gongwen came to visit unexpectedly, but he didn't know why.

But I don't care either.

"yes."

The little maid nodded and quietly left the inner hall.

At this time, Song Gongwen was standing in the heavy snow, shivering, waiting for the report.

"It's unfortunate that this gentleman is here. My gentleman has already taken a rest. If you want to visit, you'd better come tomorrow." The little maid opened the door, glanced at him, and said slightly apologetically.

"What? So early?"

Song Gongwen lowered his head and said nothing.

It's not yet Xu time, how can we rest?

He knew that this Master Tai Tu was working very hard every day.

It's impossible to stop so early.

So it's very simple.

It's because the other party doesn't want to see me.

But he was a smart man, so of course he couldn't say it out loud, so he smiled and said, "It doesn't matter, I'll just wait here until Master Taifu has a good rest."

After saying that, Song Gongwen pulled on his thin clothes, found a sheltered position, and stood upright.

He knew that persuading the Grand Tutor was the most important person to gain a foothold in the cabinet and realize his ambitions in the future.

So you can’t give up and let the other person see you at least once.

Otherwise, it will be difficult to come back in the future.

Although Song Gongwen was not confident whether he could convince the Grand Tutor, he decided to give it a try anyway.

The little maid looked at the heavy snow outside the door and opened her mouth, but in the end she didn't say anything and left behind closed doors.

"What?" In the inner hall, Zhang Zhengming turned around and said, "He said he wanted to wait for me to rest?"

"Yes." The little maid said, "Master, it's very windy and snowy outside?"

She had seen too many literati and distinguished guests who came to visit Zhang Zhengming.

But standing in the wind and snow.

Still the first.

"If he wants to wait, just wait. Don't pay attention to him."

Zhang Zhengming shook his head and turned around to continue looking at the map of the territory of the Wei Dynasty.

He had heard that Song Gongwen was a person who wanted to be popular and follow others' influence, so he naturally thought that the other party was doing this on purpose, just waiting for him to be soft-hearted and to curry favor with him.

The only way to deal with such a person is to make them retreat when faced with difficulties, so they don't care at all.

"Yes." The little maid originally wanted to say that the man was only wearing two pieces of unlined clothing.

But looking at the master's appearance, he didn't dare to speak.

Soon, half an hour passed.

Zhang Zhengming did not continue to look at the territory map. He walked to the table and began to review the documents submitted from various places, writing and drawing from time to time.

This writing lasted for an entire hour, and the wind and snow outside were getting bigger and bigger.

He looked up and called the maid to ask: "How is it? Has anyone left?"

"I heard from the elder brother at the nursing home that he hasn't left yet and is still waiting outside."

Not leaving yet?

This has been an hour and a half.

There was a change in Zhang Zhengming's eyes. He never thought that a person who likes to follow others could be so patient, so he continued: "Then let him wait."

He wanted to see how far Song Gongwen could go.

Immediately, he took out another thick book and started reading.

The little maid pouted.

I was wondering whether I should tell the master that the man was wearing very little.

But after a fierce ideological struggle, I decided to give up. I don’t want to see you, so of course I have my reasons.

In this way, nearly an hour passed.

The candles on the table have all gone out.

Zhang Zhengming also felt a little sleepy and wanted to rest, but when he thought there was someone outside the door, he called the maid and asked: "Isn't that person gone yet?"

The little maid nodded quickly. She had secretly gone to the front door to take a look.

Good guy, he's almost turning into a snowman.

This Song Gongwen had such patience and perseverance, why didn't he stay on the right path?

Zhang Zhengming sighed, and then said: "Hey, find a carriage and take him back."

He still thought that this person wanted to cling to him, so he didn't want to meet him, but soon, he suddenly remembered what Wei Yunyi said early this morning.

Maybe if you have more contact with me, my dear, you will be able to discover the unknown strengths of Song Gongwen.

With his thoughts at this point, Zhang Zhengming hesitated and said: "Forget it, let him come in."

The little maid's eyes widened in disbelief.

My master has always been a man of truth, why has he changed today?

Of course, she didn't dare to ask any more questions and quickly walked out of the inner hall.

Song Gongwen, who had been waiting for more than two hours, really turned into a snowman, shivering in the cold wind. He thought he would have known better, so he put on two more clothes.

But soon, when he heard that Zhang Zhengming wanted to see him, his heart suddenly warmed up and he felt that all the chill had dissipated.

He didn't even have time to take pictures of the snow on his body, so he walked in directly with the little maid.

Zhang Zhengming has also seen the world.

But when I saw Song Gongwen covered in snow, I couldn't help but be shocked. Especially when I saw that he only had two pieces of unlined clothes on him, his eyes completely changed. Wearing two pieces of unlined clothes, he stood in the wind and snow for more than two hours...

To be honest, Zhang Zhengming asked himself whether he could do it if he were himself.

Later, he ordered people to bring more charcoal and clothes.

Zhang Zhengming looked at Song Gongwen and said, "I really admire your perseverance. Tell me, what do you want to do with me?"

At this moment, he could already guess that the other party must have something to ask for when he came to him.

I thought if it was just an ordinary thing, I would still listen to it.

However, Song Gongwen did not speak.

Immediately, he took out a book from his arms and said: "Study...Xiaguan has just finished writing a humble book, and I would like to ask the Grand Tutor to review it and give some advice."

In fact, he really wanted to call himself a student.

Because when I took the Jinshi exam, the other party was my examiner.

But Song Gongwen knew that although Zhang Zhengming taught many people throughout his life, including many high-ranking officials in the court, there were very few students who were recognized by the other party.

Even though in his heart, he really wanted to be recognized by this great scholar of the time and be regarded as his student.
Chapter completed!