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He was really telling lies with his eyes open. Mrs. Shen wanted to slap this fake son-in-law a few times. She snorted and changed the subject: "It seems that you have nothing to do. You go to the drugstore with Zhiyun to grab some herbs. "
Buying herbal medicine? Zhu Dachang was confused and glanced at the rosy-faced madam. It was not the madam who was sick, but it seemed that the little girl was sick again.
We have already learned from the maid in the Shen Mansion that cousin Lin Zhiyun was infected with the plague in the county where she was located. All her family members got the plague and died, leaving her alone to go to her aunt. Although she did not suffer from any plague, she could All the way to Shen's Mansion, I ate every meal and went hungry, and ended up with a weak body. When the weather changed greatly, I would get sick. I was really a miserable child.
"Okay!" Zhu Dachang agreed quickly.
If he was allowed to stay in the house all day again and those little girls were killed, Mrs. Shen would hate it in her heart, but there was nothing she could do. Mrs. Shen had already made a plan secretly...
The market in Lingyun City was bustling with traffic and people, and the shops on both sides were crowded. It was really lively.
Zhu Dachang walked beside Lin Zhiyun, looking around boredly, while Lin Zhiyun was holding the medicine he had just grabbed from the drug store in his hand, with a slightly pale face and lowered his head.
Seeing Lin Zhiyun's somewhat sad look, Zhu Dachang said, "Zhiyun, is there anything interesting in Lingyun City?"
Lin Zhiyun frowned, as if she was disgusted by his affectionate address, and said angrily: "Don't call me Zhiyun."
"Then what should I call you?" Zhu Dachang was confused: "Should I call you Yun'er, or Xiao Yunyun?"
"Pfft..." Seeing his sad and distressed look, with a face thicker than the city wall, Lin Zhiyun laughed a few times and scolded: "You'd better call me Zhiyun."
Although she didn't have a good impression of this fake brother-in-law, she didn't dislike him either, but he came to make her happy, so he must have a good heart, so Lin Zhiyun couldn't help but become much less wary of him.
Zhu Dachang said with a smile: "It's better to smile. If you keep a long face all day long, you will get old very quickly."
"You are the only one who will grow old." Lin Zhiyun glared at her and said, "Since you are new to Lingyun City, why don't I take you to listen to what Chen Juren has to say."
Chen Juren? Zhu Dachang has heard a little about it. It is said that Chen Juren is nearly sixty years old. He has been taking the examinations in Beijing for decades, but failed every year. He is a celebrity in Lingyun City and even in the entire Yan State.
To Zhu Dachang, a man with advanced thinking, this rigid old talent was simply a monster. In his time, how could anyone study so hard? So Zhu Dachang wanted to meet him.
Walking beside Lin Zhiyun, the two of them soon came to a towering attic. When they looked up, they saw that the attic was two stories high. Two columns stood in front of the attic door. On the high hanging plaque was Fengya Tower. Three big characters.
Fengya... This seems to be a place where intellectuals like to come. The two entered the Fengya Building, and when they entered the pavilion, it suddenly became brighter. The brilliant hall was carved with jade railings and brightly lit. There are dozens of fine sandalwood tables and chairs inside, and there are many people sitting among them at the moment. In front of the piles of sandalwood tables, there is an old man with white hair standing. The old man talks incessantly. You know what you are talking about. It seems that this person is the famous Chen Juren.
Lin Zhiyun led Zhu Dachang to sit down at an empty table. When the waiter greeted him, he ordered a pot of delicious Biluochun.
Drinking the fragrant Biluochun, Zhu Dachang finally realized what Chen Juren was talking about. It turned out that he was talking about the biography of the founder of the Yan Kingdom. Anyone who was from the Yan Kingdom would probably enjoy listening to it.
Chen Juren recounted the deeds of the founding emperor, sometimes moving him to tears and sometimes passionately. His storytelling skills were truly top-notch. No wonder Fengyalou was willing to invite him to speak here, and the appearance fee should be quite high.
No matter how good Chen Juren said, Zhu Dachang didn't like to hear it. He looked around and found that the people sitting here were basically children of wealthy families or wealthy old scholars. After all, tea in Fengya House was not
Everyone can afford to drink it, but a small pot of Biluochun costs one or two silver dollars. You might as well go and steal the money.
After a cup of tea, Chen Juren finally finished speaking. He took a sip of the tea beside him, pursed his lips, and said with fists in his hands: "I'm not talented. I hope you all like today's story. Thank you for your support.
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I thought Chen Juren was going to leave the show, but he suddenly took out a book from the table behind him and said with a blush: "This is a book that I have spent several years working on. It is about
The history books about our country of Yan should be helpful to those who want to obtain fame. I have more than a dozen books here. If anyone likes this book, you can buy it now for only fifty coins."
"..." Zhu Dachang felt ashamed. People in this era actually know how to advertise. It's so good. It's so good.
After Chen Juren finished speaking, several young-looking students immediately came to the stage to buy books. After all, Chen Juren had been taking the exams for so many years, so he would naturally have a lot of experience to learn. Buy a book and take a look.
"Zhu Dachang, go and buy a copy for me," Lin Zhiyun suddenly shook his shoulder and said softly.
Zhu Dachang is not surprised that the little girl likes to read books when she has nothing to do.
Hearing this, Zhu Dachang was not happy. He hated the beauty calling him by his name: "What is your name? You want to call me Brother Chang!"
If I call you Brother Chang, don't you want to call me Sister Yun? You want to take advantage of me again, bah... Lin Zhiyun spat, feeling that Zhu Dachang was outrageously thick-skinned, but thinking of his expression just now,
He didn't like listening to books at all, but he took the trouble to accompany him, and said with a warm heart: "Cousin-in-law, just go and buy it for me."
Since they are all related to each other, can Zhu Dachang not go? It’s just that the little girl acted coquettishly, and she really had an endless aftertaste. She said seriously: "Okay, but... where is the silver to buy the book?"
"Bang!" Lin Zhiyun was so angry and funny that she kicked him. I called him my cousin-in-law, but it was all in vain. He also begged me for money. He would give me even a dime!
Zhu Dachang dodged her kick and walked up to Chen Juren. Heartbroken, he took out fifty coins from his pocket and handed it to Chen Juren. His monthly pocket money was only ten taels of silver.