Chapter 202 Copying books and meeting the rightful owner!
Author: fire pine cone
Chapter 202 Copying books and meeting the rightful owner!
"Oh? There are actually hidden talents there?" Zhu Su was a little surprised.
Although Yao Guangxiao is often calm and calm in person, in reality he is very proud of himself.
But the talents he values must have real talents and learning.
I haven't heard much about it, but there was a great talent who was buried in the temple in the early Ming Dynasty...
Before leaving, the old abbot and his young apprentice sent Zhu Su and his party straight to the gate of the temple. Zhu Su did not see the layman Yao Guangxiao mentioned, and couldn't help but wonder: "Old man, I heard that the man who stayed at your temple last night
The layman You Fang is back? Why doesn’t Mingyue show up?”
"Amitabha, the layman saw that the firewood in the temple was running out, so he went to collect firewood in the mountain early in the morning." The old abbot put his legs together.
"I see." Zhu Su nodded. There were a large number of people in his group, and living in the temple for one night did use up a lot of firewood stored in the temple for the winter. The tired family had to collect firewood from the mountains early in the morning...
Zhu Su asked the old abbot to stay and not see him off. After the group left a distance, he called the dog again to signal. The dog nodded and galloped back to the old monk against the traffic flow:
"Old man, I entertained him wholeheartedly in his palace, but he was tired of waiting for me and ran out of firewood. He felt very sorry."
"Therefore, I give you fifty taels of silver and several kilograms of fine silver charcoal to help us survive the cold winter."
"Amitabha. There is another Buddha with a compassionate heart in the east of the hall." The old monk announced the Buddha's name.
Seeing Zhu Su's motorcade going further and further along the road until it disappeared completely, the old abbot turned around and staggered back to the temple. The young apprentice was not tall enough, so he tried his best to help the master stagger, but there was something on his side.
Strong legs suddenly supported the old abbot.
I don't know where I'm hiding, behind a fat monk carrying a pile of dry firewood.
"Amitabha, that little noble man acts brightly, so why should I peek in the dark?"
"How about, can I be an old friend?"
The old abbot's face remained as calm as ever, so he staggered to his side and choked.
"Abbott, are you joking? How old is that little kid? How can he be our old friend?" the fat monk said with a smile. But the smile immediately faded, and a look of nostalgia appeared on his face:
"It's not that the man named Chang next to him looks quite like one of us, Wei Yuan."
He couldn't help but look at his right arm, which had rolled up its sleeves. There was a scar left by a sharp arrow...
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"I said that layman, is he a man skilled in martial arts?" Chang Mao could not refuse his hospitality after all, and walked in Zhu Su's carriage. He was chatting with Yao Guangxiao who was at the shaft of the carriage.
"No." Facing the unassuming Duke, Yao Guangxiao looked calm. "Looking at his actions, the poor monk looked quite heroic in the military, and his palms seemed to have callus marks. I thought he had practiced martial arts."
"I may have been a general before, but I don't know."
"Hey!" Chang Mao sighed. "My legs are itching at night. If you know there is such a person nearby, I would like to meet him to learn from each other!"
"Is it true that the soldiers were soldiers during the chaos of the Yuan Dynasty?" Zhu Su said. Lao Zhu defeated Zhang Shicheng, Chen Youliang and many other princes, and some of his defeated troops hid in the mountains and returned to normal. Maybe among them there were those who had unreachable ambitions.
A soldier who left his name in Qing history and retired into seclusion due to the end of the troubled times.
Perhaps he lacked interest in this person and was not as fond of him as Yao Guangxiao. First, in the history books of later generations, he did not remember that there was any very powerful person who was a monk at this time; secondly, since this person was hiding in the mountain temple
I am content with poverty and happiness, and even if I think about it, I no longer want to stick to the disputes of the world.
The so-called forceful melon is not sweet, and I don't want to cultivate talents to attract attention, so why bother to disturb their hard-won peaceful life?
"How far is it from Suzhou?" Zhu Su asked.
"As long as the boat is there, it won't take much time and months." Chang Mao replied. "I'll call the horse from the front and report that the river will be ready for sailing in a few months."
"He can get on the boat from Lishui and go directly to Suzhou Prefecture along the river."
"Don't you think Taihu Lake is flooded?" Zhu Su asked a little strangely. "Why is it possible to go boating when flooded?"
"Hazard, why doesn't Niaohu Lake rise three to five times a year?"
"It's going up and I'm used to it. Your Majesty asked me to go to provide disaster relief, just to find a reason. If you really expect me, what do you ask the ministers in the court to do?"
"We just think it's time to go out for fun, as long as it's easy and quick. We don't need to worry about other chores!"
"Is that so..." Is it true that Zhu Su didn't know those things as clearly as Chang Mao? It's true that Lao Zhu asked him to go to Suzhou, but he didn't specifically entrust him with certain matters. As for Zhu Su, he was responsible for acting as the crown prince Zhu Biao.
Is it really a good idea to go sightseeing in the name of inspecting Taihu Lake floods?
If there is something that he can contribute, he should do it according to his ability. Zhu Su made a decision in his heart.
Sure enough, as Chang Mao said, when the carriages and horses arrived at Liyang, there was an official ship of the imperial court waiting here. Zhu Su and his entourage boarded the official ship from Liyang, and under banners, headed straight along the river to Suzhou in a mighty way.
It didn't take long for Zhu Su to see the top of Suzhou City from the deck. After getting off the boat at the pier outside the city, he saw a few people waiting at the pier. There were only a few people in the port.
In some story-telling novels, when the prince's imperial envoy arrives in a certain city, all the officials and squires of that city come out of the city to welcome him.
Zhu Su complained in his heart that everything in the novel was indeed a lie.
The leader was an old man with red beard and hair. When he saw Zhu Sudong's boat, he crossed his legs and said, "I, Wei Guan, the prefect of Suzhou, would like to welcome you to the east of the palace."
"Mr. Wei, you are so polite." Zhu Su raised his leg to support him. He immediately showed a friendly face reserved for princes, and first helped his eldest brother Zhu Biao to win over the hearts of others: "I was supposed to come to see Mr. Wei, but because of the imperial
It’s troublesome, it’s his place.”
"Brother Bu Nao has specifically asked him to ask Mr. Wei if he is in good health."
Wei Guan was also a well-known Su Confucian. In the first year of Hongwu, Lao Zhu hired him to give lectures to Prince Zhu Biao, so Zhu Su followed Zhu Biao and called him "Sir" to show his closeness.
After hearing what Zhu Su said, Wei Guan smiled from ear to ear, stroking his red beard and said with a smile: "Prince Meng is worried about me, but I am in good health."
"The Lord of the Palace and Duke Zheng have come from afar from Beijing. They have been traveling and traveling a long way. If you don't give up, I have already prepared water and wine in the city. How about I allow you to welcome the two of you?"
"That's great love." But Chang Mao said with a smile, "After the boat bumped for those months, the bird in my mouth was almost gone!"
He has always been a good drinker, but this time Zhu Biao personally entrusted the safety of Zhu Su's younger brother, and he did not dare to be careless. As the lord of the country, he personally ran forward and backward to patrol, which shows that Zhu Biao was wrong.
of attention.
Now that we have arrived in Suzhou safely, can we breathe a sigh of relief?
Zhu Su also nodded. After all, he went on patrol under the orders of his father, Huang Quan. He represented the dignity of the imperial court and the Zhu family, and it was very necessary to win over the hearts of the imperial court and his eldest brother during the turmoil in the capital. Those things were definitely inevitable.
Moreover, the way in which the prefect Wei greeted him was so simple, which really gained him a lot of points in Zhu Su's eyes, as he would not do anything extravagant and wasteful.
Looking up, he saw two people standing behind Wei Guan. Although they were not wearing official uniforms, they were outstanding and each had their own demeanor. Zhu Su asked, "I wonder if the two people behind Mr. Wei are eminent people?"
"Why don't you recommend me to the king?"
"Haha, I'm looking to recruit talents to the east of the palace." Wei Guan said with a smile, pointing to the scribe on the left who looked a little arrogant: "This is Gao Qi and Gao Jidi. His poetry and prose are well-known among scholars. He has admired the palace for a long time.
Dong is a talented poet in "Linjiang Immortal", so I came here specially to meet Dong Dong."
The man named Gao Qi crossed his legs and bowed to Zhu Su. Although Zhu Su had a high status but was young, he responded politely.
"This is Luo Ben." Wei Guan pointed to the rickety man on the right, an unremarkable man with a sad face. "But I have heard that Dian Dong wrote the name of "Three Kingdoms", so I came here to pay homage to Dian Dong.
"
"Three Kingdoms?" Zhu Su was stunned for a moment and looked at the middle-aged man named Luo Ben in the east. Unexpectedly, he was a book lover?
Are you here to ask for your signature?
"Oh, I forgot to mention it." Wei Guan patted his head. "This old calligraphy institution is called Inzhong, and its name is Hu Haisanren. He has always been famous for his calligraphy."
"Although I was not a guest at Zhang Shicheng's side in the past month, I still have real talent and learning in my heart!"
After Wei Guan finished speaking, he looked straight at Zhu Su with his old eyes, as if to witness whether the young master of the palace would treat a talented person harshly for that reason.
"What? Luo Guanzhong?"
Zhu Su was shocked, and his calm demeanor disappeared in an instant.
His unexpected reaction shocked everyone present.
Zhu Su was shocked and embarrassed at this moment. Was that the famous Luo Guanzhong? Although he wrote the Three Kingdoms on a whim, he never expected to see the author himself.
It was fun to copy books for a while, but now someone is standing in front of me?
Well, Tomb Sweeping Day is coming, and some things have to be done... If there is a missing chapter tomorrow, I will make up for it the day after tomorrow.