Xing Yong followed Tian Chou around, and the more he looked, the more silent he became.

He opposed Du Tian and felt that this move was unjust. But when he saw those children who were full of hope because of the land at home, he had to admit that Du Tian was not completely unjust.

"Zi Tai, I'm a little confused." Xing Yong sighed. "Does it be unrighteous to realize the king's way? If so, is the king's way still the king's way?"

Tian Chou smiled slightly. "I can't answer your question. But you don't have to be anxious. You are not so confused by it. After you go back, I'll find a few reports to you and you'll know."

Xing Yong nodded in agreement, even a little impatient.

When he was in northern Xinjiang, he heard about Dibao and knew that there were many articles published on it. Out of different people, he had different opinions and even had tit-for-tat confrontation. He had only read a few articles and was already shocked.

There are not many reports from the Northern Xinjiang Palace, and the information he knows is not comprehensive.

Seeing that it was getting late, Tian Chou took Xing Yong to have a meal.

There were already many people sitting in the restaurant, talking while eating. When Xing Yong saw this, he couldn't help but frown. Looking at these people's clothes, they should be all the officials around the emperor, but their behavior was really insulting.

.

Confucius said: Don’t speak when you eat or sleep.

They chatted and laughed loudly during meals, and the food in their mouths spilled out, and there was no trace of the etiquette that scholars should have.

"These people are there around the emperor?"

Tian Chou smiled. He had seen such a scene a lot and knew that Xing Yong would be unaccustomed to the first time he saw it, so he led Xing Yong to a corner and farther away from the young men.

"Most of the young men came from the army, and it was the time to be full of energy." Tian Chou took the food and sat opposite Xing Yong. "Zi Ang came at the right time. If he could be a teacher in the army, he might be able to let them go.

Learn more etiquette.”

Xing Yong looked at Tian Chou. "Zi Tai should know my purpose, but why did he recruit me instead?"

Tian Chou smiled mysteriously. "You will know when you meet the emperor. Have a meal first."

Xing Yong nodded, buried his head in eating, and stopped talking.

While eating, someone suddenly walked past him, nodded at Tian Chou, and then bowed to Xing Yong with a surprise look on his face.

"I dare to ask, but Xing Zi'ang is virtuous?"

Xing Yong quickly put down the tableware, wiped his mouth again, and then left the table and returned the greeting. "It's Xing Yong who is here, I dare to ask what he wants..."

"In Xiahe, the country was Bei Zhan, and his courtesy name was Wenxiu."

When Xing Yong heard this, he was also very happy. He heard that he had never met Bei Zhan before, but he didn't expect to meet him here. Meeting an old friend in a foreign land is also a joy in life.

"Have you eaten by Beijun?" Xing Yong glanced at Bei Zhan's sleeves and frowned subconsciously. Bei Zhan held a roll of paper, as if the ink marks were not dry, the collars were stained with ink marks, and the sleeves were also black.

Oops.

"Not yet." Bei Zhan did not notice the dissatisfaction in Xing Yong's eyes, put down the paper roll in his arms, raised his hand and shouted: "Give me some of the best dishes and another pot of wine. Today, there is a village party.

Come on, just be drunk and stop."

Xing Yong felt that Bei Zhan's voice was too loud and a little harsh, and he couldn't help but regret it. Just as he was thinking about how to politely reject Bei Zhan's enthusiasm, he saw that the paper roll on the eucalyptus was a newspaper, and he suddenly felt enlightened.

"Bi Jun, where did these newspapers come from?"

"It was just printed in the yard." Bei Zhan took his seat and pushed several newspapers in front of Xing Yong, saying happily: "This version sent by Sui Yang is good, clearer than the brick version, durable, printed.

The handwriting of the mansion that came out was clear and there was little ink to use…”

Only then did Xing Yong realize. "Mr. Bei is working in Yinfang?"

"Yes, Master Meng Zhenfang refused to give up. He hired me as a priest, responsible for proofreading the printing manuscript, and compiled some books to enlighten children." Bei Zhan stroked his beard and smiled.

Xing Yong couldn't help but chuckled. Zhang He was still waiting for news from Bei Zhan, but Bei Zhan was already overjoyed and left him behind.

"Enlightenment of children is also a good thing. Education should start with children. When the age of age and habits are established, it will be difficult to correct."

"Yes, yes." Bei Zhan nodded repeatedly, but could not hear Xing Yong's implied meaning.

As he was talking, two maids brought wine and food.

Bei Zhan picked up the wine pot and looked at it. "Do you know who this is? This is my famous Hejian scholar, Xing Zi'ang. Even if the master Zhen Fang came, he would have to be warmly entertained. It will take thirty years to exchange for the Zhongshan winter brewery.

of."

The maid responded and went back with the wine pot.

Xing Yong was shocked and looked up at Bei Zhan.

Tian Chou smiled and said, "Mr. Bei, you only think of Xing Zi'ang, you don't have me, Tian Zitai. After so long, I haven't seen you invite me to have a drink of Zhongshan Winter Brew."

Bei Zhan laughed, turned around and shouted loudly, "Two pots."

Xing Yong was shocked and hurriedly said, "I have received my wishes from Beijun. There is no need for Zhongshan winter brewing. Such a fine wine is still..."

"Zi'ang, don't worry about him." Tian Chou grabbed Xing Yong. "Zhen Fangzhu is a generous person and the salary is very generous. One or two pots of Zhongshan winter brew is not a small matter. I rarely drink his wine, but today I don't want to know that I'm not a big deal.

It is not possible to store a cellar for thirty years.”

He said, unable to help swallowing, raised his hand and hooked his index finger. "See, my index finger moved."

Bei Zhan couldn't help laughing, and laughed so hard that Xing Yong couldn't help laughing.

North Hebei and Youzhou are adjacent to each other, and most of them are good at drinking. Tianchou is good at drinking, and Zhongshan winter wine is his favorite famous wine in northern Hebei. Now that I have the opportunity to drink it, I naturally cannot let it go.

But he also knew that Zhongshan winter brew was not an ordinary wine, and Tianchou was not a person who liked to take advantage of others. It seemed that Bei Zhan's salary was really generous, so one or two pots of Zhongshan winter brew was no problem.

After a while, the wine was delivered.

Not only did the wine be replaced by Zhongshan winter wine, but the maid also changed. She was tall, fair-skinned and light yellow in hair. She was actually a Zhongshan singer with outstanding appearance. Xing Yong was also surprised.

The maid was used to seeing it, so she poured wine for them with a smile, and then stepped back.

Xing Yong was a little regretful. The Zhongshan singer was good at singing and dancing. He thought there would be a singing and dancing performance, but he didn't know that he just poured wine.

"The emperor is frugal and is not allowed to sing and dance with wine." Bei Zhan said softly: "Don't choose a place to hold a banquet tomorrow, and please ask Mr. Xing to enjoy it."

Xing Yong was a little embarrassed and quickly raised his glass. "Thank you for your kindness. Come on, let's drink this glass to congratulate you in a foreign land."

Bei Zhan smiled and drank a drink with Xing Yong, then took the initiative to fill Xing Yong.

"Zi'ang, I'm going to tell you that I've been here for almost two months and didn't adapt much at the beginning. Fortunately, I was not used to eating. Fortunately, Zhenfang's main body was considerate and took special care of us. I made a lot of us

The dishes in Hejian are a bit of comforting homesickness. Later, there was this Zhongshan winter brew, hey, no need to drink it, as long as I smell the aroma of this wine, I don’t miss home anymore.”

Xing Yong couldn't help but say, "Wen Xiu knows that the Youyan Protector has entered the Hejian? When Wen Xiu was happy and reluctant to return, the Hejian was already full of war fires and war drums everywhere."

"Is that right?" Bei Zhan was stunned, then he was overjoyed, and slapped his thigh hard. "They are finally here."

"This..." Xing Yong was stunned and said for a while: "Wen Xiu... aren't you worried about your wife and children at home?"

Bei Zhan laughed. "What are I worried about? The hundred acres of land in my family will be spent. Anyway, it is hard for a year, and it is not as good as my monthly salary. How many people can farming be supported? I will wait until the Yinfang is open.
Chapter completed!