Chapter 7 Hongmen Banquet
Time passes slowly, and the calculated time is getting closer and closer.
After pondering for a long time, Ye Wenyuan finally said: "Brother Zhang Huan."
"Um."
"I'm tired today, so let's call it a day. Here are five taels of silver. If it's not enough, ask me again."
"Why is this so embarrassing?"
"Just take it. No need to be polite to me."
After seeing off Wen Zhanghuan, Ye Wenyuan immediately walked into the backyard and came to his father, Ye Hongru's study.
After gently knocking on the door, he got a response from inside, and then he pushed the door open and saw Ye Hongru lying on the recliner, humming something leisurely.
Standing quietly on the side, Ye Wenyuan didn't hear Ye Hongru ask until his father finished humming, "How is it? Is it done?"
"No, I let him go."
Ye Hongru's expression remained unchanged and his eyes were still closed: "Tell me the reason."
"Father, look at this."
Taking half of the article handed over by Ye Wenyuan, Ye Hongru glanced at it roughly and said with a smile: "The writing is good, but some tricks have been used in some places to make it more beautiful. This person must be a little clever."
Reading carefully from the beginning, Ye Hongru sat up after reading a few lines, walked to the desk with the article in hand, and read it carefully.
After reading it, he thought thoughtfully, picked up paper and pen again, and copied it slowly.
After copying, Ye Hongru shook the copied article, and a wave of awe-inspiring righteousness flew out, wrapping the words on it, and melted the words into the awe-inspiring righteousness, and flew back to Ye Hongru's eyebrows.
"Good article." After feeling the text in this way, Ye Hongru admired it sincerely, "This is a life-changing article. Anyone who can write such an article is a great Confucian at least, and will definitely become a sage in the future.
If you enter into spiritual practice, I am afraid that you will soon have Wanshiwen. Is this written by Wen Zhanghuan?"
"No. He said he was someone who knew me, and asked me to guess who he was?"
Ye Hongru sneered: "What great scholar do you know? I'm afraid someone will use this to amuse you."
"I think so too, but this person's articles are really good, so I am going to let him be my chief editor. Letting Wen Zhanghuan go is also because I am afraid of arousing suspicion."
"Your decision is right. Check it out and see who Wen Zhanghuan has been in contact with during this time, and then see what the other person's purpose is."
"Yes, Father."
"Go ahead, you can learn this article, it will be good for you. By the way, ask someone to bring Yun Niang."
Ye Wenyuan looked at his father and wanted to speak several times, but finally nodded and said yes.
After leaving the study, Ye Wenyuan did not leave immediately, but stared at the door of the study.
Although no one went in, Ye Hongru's voice still rang out: "Mother Yun, you are here. I have a headache again. Please rub it for me."
After a groan, Ye Hongru's voice sounded again: "Your technique is better. No one else has this strength. Tell me, what do you want me to reward you?"
"You don't want to do anything? Yun Niang, you are so greedy and wantless, I'm really embarrassed. Haha."
His father's tone was rare and kind, but Ye Wenyuan had a creepy feeling.
Does this Yun Niang... really exist?
Putting aside the terrifying thoughts in his mind, Ye Wenyuan began to send people to investigate the people Wen Zhanghuan had contacted recently.
When Wen Zhanghuan first arrived in the capital, his social relations were very simple. His whereabouts throughout the day were clearly traced, and Wang Huai also surfaced.
After knowing that the article was written by Wang Huai, Ye Wenyuan thought about it and felt that it was quite a coincidence.
Wang Huai was the guardian of his sister Ye Yuan, and later contacted him through Wen Zhanghuan. How did he know that he was related to Wen Zhanghuan?
Could it be that this person also has some influence in the capital, so he is reminding himself in this way?
Talented and powerful, Ye Wenyuan went through several other Confucian families, but he couldn't think of a suitable candidate.
Just as he was thinking, there was a knock on the door: "Master, the person you invited has arrived."
"I don't want to see anyone now, so let him go back first."
"It's the Thirteenth Young Master."
Ye Wenyuan immediately sat up, with a look of joy on his face.
"Invite him in!"
After a while, an unusually handsome young man wearing a scholar's robe walked into the room.
Although he was full of reluctance, the young man managed his expression very well and forced a smile: "Brother Ye, long time no see."
"Lu Ming, why do you and I have to be so different? Just call me Wenyuan. Come on, take a seat."
Sun Luming avoided the other person's outstretched hand and silently kept a certain distance from the other person.
The smile on Ye Wenyuan's face did not change after being rejected, and he still asked kindly: "Lu Ming..."
"Call me Thirteenth Young Master, we don't seem to be that close yet."
"Okay Lu...Thirteenth Young Master."
Realizing that Sun Luming was indeed a little unhappy, Ye Wenyuan could only take a step back.
As a prince, the other party is quite favored by the emperor and is a person who must be friends.
Sun Luming didn't touch the tea and asked straightforwardly: "Brother Ye, what do you want from me today?"
"Can't I find you if I have nothing to do?"
Sun Luming suppressed the "fuck you" in her heart, stood up and said, "If nothing happens, I'll leave first. I've been waiting for someone recently, so I don't have time to waste."
"Thirteenth Young Master, wait a moment."
Seeing that Sun Luming was about to leave, Ye Wenyuan hurriedly stood up and handed over the things he had prepared: "This is the article I wrote recently. Please take a look at it, the Thirteenth Young Master."
The emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty was a scholar of civil and military affairs, and every year he would personally set the questions for the scientific examination to prevent fraud.
It is unrealistic to ask questions from the emperor's mouth, but if the people around the emperor can take a look and give some advice, it will be of some help to future scientific examinations.
Sun Luming originally didn't want to get involved in this matter, but as a prince, she had to move around occasionally, at least not to let each other be at odds with each other.
Helplessly picking up the other party's article, Sun Luming felt something was wrong the more he read it.
Pointing to one of the sentences, Sun Luming said: "This sentence, 'A gentleman's nature is not different, and he is good at fake things' is well written. Did Brother Ye write it himself?"
"Yeah." Ye Wenyuan didn't change his expression and his heart didn't beat, and he directly took this sentence as his own.
"Well, Brother Ye has a great talent, so just write it like this. There should be no problem this year."
Ye Wenyuan was overjoyed and repeatedly held his hands in his hands: "Thank you very much, Thirteenth Young Master."
"You're welcome, I'm leaving first, that's all."
"Thirteenth Young Master, I will send you off."
"No, I have legs."
Ye Wenyuan watched Sun Luming leave, and the smile on his face slowly disappeared.
The article I handed in was already the result of countless efforts, but in the end it was still no match for the sentence I stole from Wang Huai.
This person must become his master as soon as possible.
At the same time, Ye Yuan's guardians can also be removed. Then Ye Yuan can knead her as much as she wants, right?
Thinking of this, Ye Wenyuan whispered: "Scholar in white robe."
"Here." A white-robed scholar walked in and said respectfully.
"Bring that person here and prepare more good hands. Liu Qi will die in the hands of the other party. You must be careful."
"I understand, Master."
As Sun Luming left the room, the smile on his face completely faded.
"Isn't it true that only Wang Huai knows this? Well, Wang Huai, you won't look for me when you come to the capital, right? Okay, if you don't look for me, I'll look for you!"
Chapter completed!