Now that Sun An is gone, Chu Qing and Chang Chengyou are the only ones left.
Chang Chengyou seemed to be extremely curious about Chu Qing, and asked with a smile: "Why are you looking for Eunuch Sun?"
"fine."
After all, it was a bribe. How could Chu Qing tell the truth and asked: "What did Eunuch Sun do and when will he come back?"
"Tell me what you want from him. If he can make the decision, so can I."
"Aren't you a security guard? What can you do?"
"Security, what do you mean?"
"Um...protect the personal safety of the True Dragon Emperor, or security for short."
Chang Chengyou was stunned for a moment, then said seriously: "It makes sense."
Chu Qing: "..."
Chang Chengyou, who had been in the frontier army for so many years, had concealed his identity and had a strange personality. He sat directly on the steps, pointed to the seat next to him and said: "Come, let me write two poems with you.
listen."
"Brother, please stop making trouble, please. My poems are all for sale. If you want to listen to them, you have to spend money."
Chu Qing walked over, and although he sat down, he really didn't take a fifth-grade general seriously. After all, he was protected by Lord Shangshu, and his father was also Zuo Shilang. There was no need to flatter a fifth-grade security guard.
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After successively contacting Wei Changfeng, Qiu Wanshan, Chen Yan, Tao Shaozhang and other Tao family members, Chu Qing's mentality could not help but change.
He was a little tired, always wearing a hypocritical mask. He was really tired, not mentally tired or physically tired, but feeling bored and bored with himself.
The other one was a fifth-grade general, and Chu Qing was not very interested in him.
The real officials of the imperial court actually started from the fourth rank. The civil servants were at least the left and right ministers, and the military generals were General Yiwei, General Mingwei, etc. The official titles were followed by the word "general" instead of "wei".
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Therefore, the generals of the fifth rank can only be regarded as more than the superiors, less than the inferiors.
"You are quite interesting." Chang Chengyou asked sideways, "The poems written by others are eager to be known to the world and gain fame. Why do you want to sell them for money?"
"What you're asking is so unreasonable. Can we use it as food or as a house to live in?" Chu Qing rolled his eyes and said carelessly: "Let's talk about the most common question, which one?
When a disaster occurs, the imperial court does not send money and food to provide relief, but sends two great scholars to recite a poem, so that the victims will be fed and have a place to shelter from the wind and rain."
Chang Chengyou's expression changed slightly and he nodded slightly: "Yes, this makes sense."
"That's fine then."
"But you are the son of a minister, so you should have no worries about food and clothing. If you are talented and famous, even if you don't enter the officialdom, you will still have a place in the scholarly circles."
"Who is a scholar?" Chu Qing was amused: "Who is a serious person who is a scholar? Do you know what kind of person is a scholar?"
"who?"
"Keyboard Warrior."
"Keyboard warrior?" Chang Chengyou shook his head: "What do you mean?"
"Well...it's the Bamboo Slip Man."
Chang Chengyou still shook his head: "I don't understand."
"Let me tell you this, this group of people are pointing out the country every day, how the court is doing, how the people are doing, holding the Four Books and Five Classics, holding a bamboo slip, they know how to write and draw, you want them to say, what are the common people?
, they can talk about running the country for three days and three nights."
Chu Qing looked contemptuous and continued: "But if there is a critical moment, such as when foreign enemies come, and these bastards are the first to run away, let's not talk about foreign enemies, just talk about governing the country, and you will throw them into various government offices.
Throw it into the various states and prefectures. They know nothing about it. It’s useless. I’ve seen too many keyboard warriors and experts like this who can talk about nothing for three days and three nights. When something happens, run away.
Faster than anyone else."
Chang Chengyou laughed and said nothing.
What Chu Qing said is not right or wrong, it can only be said that it is too one-sided.
Most scholars come from aristocratic families, and the inheritance of aristocratic families for hundreds or even thousands of years relies on talents. In addition to the Four Books and Five Classics, these talents have received elite education since childhood. Regardless of their abilities, they are at least better than ordinary people.
Ten times a hundred times.
However, just because they are stronger than ordinary people and have an innate sense of superiority, scholars do always talk empty talk as Chu Qing said.
"What, you don't agree?" Chu Qing was idle and just chatting to pass the time: "You think what I said is wrong?"
"Mr. Chu is well spoken, and he is also a scholar. If you say that scholars are not good, it means that scholars are not good, but you are also a scholar."
"Can I be the same as them?"
"What is the difference?"
"I have a bad reputation."
Chang Chengyou: “…”
Chu Qing chuckled: "In short, it's different."
"Then tell me, what's different? Do you love money?"
Chu Qing was happy: "As you said, who doesn't love money?"
Chang Chengyou smiled slightly: "That's true, everything in the world is nothing but money and food."
"The world?" Chu Qing raised his eyebrows: "You can talk to the world if you open your mouth and keep silent. You are also a scholar, right?"
"That's right."
"Then why are you still a military commander? But as soon as you hear it, you can tell that everyone in the world, the people, the common people, and even the scholars are all hypocrites."
There was a hint of strange color in Chang Chengyou's eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "Is it possible that those who love the people and those who care about the country are all hypocrites?"
"Roughly the same."
"What a bastard." Chang Chengyou's anger came as soon as he said it. He narrowed his eyes and sneered: "I thought you had great talent, but it turns out you are just a boaster."
Chu Qing spread his hands: "What do you mean?"
"Why, if you are not convinced, then I will ask you, since you keep saying that you can't stand scholars, what is the difference between you and those who talk all day long? In the court, among the officials and ministers, whoever opens his mouth will speak to the people.
This is the country, this is the world. Could it be that they are also hypocrites, mere children, and dare to talk nonsense? If you say they are empty talk, then what have you done besides reciting poems and writing poems?"
It’s true that Chang Chengyou’s smile is cheap, and it’s true that he’s interested in Chu Qing, but he is the emperor after all. Hiding his identity is a personal hobby or a bad taste. When he mentions his family, his country, his ministers, he mentions some deep-seated things.
It is natural for him to understand and insist on such things.
Now after hearing Chu Qing's complaints, the emperor completely lost interest and goodwill in this boy. He stood up, turned around and said coldly: "Wait for Sun An here."
"No, we had a good chat, so what?" Chu Qing couldn't laugh or cry: "You are so small-minded?"
Chang Chengyou's face was full of anger: "How dare you say that I... say that I'm really stupid?!"
Chu Qing's heart skipped a beat. He suddenly felt a pressure. Under Chang Chengyou's close gaze, he felt an intangible pressure that could not be seen or touched. This kind of pressure was as if... as if he had gone to the bathing city for a cool night.
When I was checking out early the next morning, I suddenly realized that I didn't have any money and there were more than 20 security guards surrounding me.
Chang Chengyou finally suppressed his anger and snorted coldly: "Sun An has important matters and cannot see you, so please leave the palace."
"But I also have something important to do."
"What's the matter with you?"
"I can't talk to you."
"I... it's a joke. Sun An is in charge of all affairs in the harem, and I am the same. I said he can't do it, and he just can't do it."
Chu Qing's eyes lit up: "What do you mean, you are older than Eunuch Sun?"
"That's natural."
"Oh, I told you earlier." Chu Qing quickly stood up and wanted to pull Chang Chengyou back, but the latter shook his arm, looking like he was rejecting the person thousands of miles away.
"Why are you so angry?" Chu Qing didn't take it seriously. He looked around and said in a low voice: "You happen to be a military commander, so I think you are quite rich... No, I see you are quite kind. Here you go.
It’s a good opportunity to make a contribution, okay?”
"Meritorious service?"
"Yes, didn't you just say that I am also a hypocrite? Cheng, we will also dedicate ourselves to the Dachang Dynasty that we love. Of course, it is a paid risk. Let me teach you a way to reduce the wear and tear on the horses of our Dachang Dynasty.
At least 30%, or even 50%, I get the money and you make a contribution, okay?"
Chang Chengyou turned around and left, and Chu Qing chased after him: "What are you doing, you're not interested?"
"Call someone to take you out!"
"Damn, your fucking brain must be sick."
Chang Chengyou turned around suddenly and said in a cold tone: "You are looking for death!"
Chu Qing was startled: "Why are you like a traitorous monkey, falling out whenever you want? I only tell you because you are rich and don't want to make meritorious deeds."
"Okay!" Chang Chengyou laughed angrily: "Then tell me how to reduce the loss of my Dachang Dynasty's war horses by 30%. If you can't tell me, your life will be at risk!"
"Who the hell do you think you are, Namo Gatling Bodhisattva, you can do whoever you want, Qian Guan, I'll tell you if you have it."
Chang Chengyou sneered loudly: "A thousand guan, what's the point? It's 10,000 guan, a hundred thousand guan is not a bad idea, but you dare to say such arrogant words, you can't say it today, it puts you in a dilemma between life and death!"
Chu Qing frowned tightly and looked at Chang Chengyou, always feeling that the other person was not in a normal state of mind.
However, when he saw that the other party was talking about ten thousand guan and one hundred thousand guan, he must not be short of money. Chu Qing took out the blueprint from his arms and showed it directly.
"Horseshoes, nailed to the horseshoes. I'm warning you, don't think about not paying me. If you want to do it for nothing, my father will kill you. He knows a lot of generals."
Chang Chengyou was stunned, grabbed the drawing, looked at it carefully, and his expression changed slightly.
"Nailed to a horseshoe?"
"Yes, the horseshoe is actually the cuticle. You don't understand it, but it is just like your fingernails. When the horse runs, friction on the ground, water corrosion, etc. will cause the cuticle of the horse's hoof to fall off.
By removing the horseshoe, you can delay the wear of the horse's hoofs and make the horse's hoofs grip the ground more firmly, both for riding and driving."
Chang Chengyou's expression changed drastically: "Wait and wait!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Chang Chengyou ran away regardless of his image, leaving Chu Qing standing alone outside the door of Taowu Hall.
Chu Qing shouted loudly: "In addition to my father, there is also a minister protecting me. If you dare to have sex for nothing, you will be dead!"
