one person is right

Chapter 23 The smell of incense

After breakfast, Zhang Ju arrived at the palace.

"The gentleman is in the court, what can you find out? The old lady has been very worried these days. Yesterday, there was a thief in the mansion, and she was even more troubled..." On the way, Chen He asked tentatively.

"I'm planning to tell my aunt," Zhang raised his eyebrows slightly, "You said the palace was robbed? Can you tell me in detail."

Chen He's expression didn't change, and he only said: "You have to ask yourself, it's really hard for the villain to say more."

Zhang Ju immediately put out the thought of asking, and instead asked his aunt what was bothering her recently.

Only then did Chen He talk about the article.

Zhang Ju said: "I have friends who like this article very much. I discussed and commented on it at my home a few days ago."

"That's good, when the gentleman happens to talk to the old lady."

"Thank you Brother Chen for your guidance. I have newly acquired some good tea leaves. I will send them to you in a few days. You can comment on them."

"Easy to say, easy to say."

While talking, the two came to the hall of the back house, Zhang Ju straightened his clothes, and went inside to greet him.

"My family is always so polite," Mother Chen pointed to the side and let Zhang Ju take a seat.

After Zhang held the ceremony, he knelt down and sat down, said a few homely things to Chen's mother, and was finally asked about the business.

"Darang, can my nephew find out the exact news?"

"Back to Auntie, I got some news," Zhang Ju quickly responded. He was in a trance that day and couldn't get any information from his three friends. Afterwards he made up for it naturally, and he did gain some benefits. I'm coming to visit. "In the imperial court, there are indeed a few people who slandered and slandered. They even wrote a book and said some unpleasant things."

Mother Chen became nervous: "It's a matter of time? It's hard to do, it's really impossible, I can only show my old face, use human affection, and ask someone to clear it up."

"The key to this matter is actually still in Jinshang," Zhang Ju cupped his hands towards the west side, "I still trust the king today, no matter how big the difficulties are, they are only temporary."

Mother Chen asked, "Do you know what the saint said?"

"I didn't reply today." Zhang Ju explained what he had discovered.

Mother Chen breathed a sigh of relief and asked other questions. Zhang Ju had limited knowledge and could not answer.

"There is a nephew Lao, at this time, I can only rely on you, unlike Erlang, who is happy and happy all day, not knowing the hardships." Chen mother did not ask.

Zhang Ju remembered Chen He's point, and said, "Jun Hou has not been idle, relying on a piece of "Painted Skin", he is also a little famous in Jiankang City."

"I was about to ask you," Mother Chen asked, "What is the situation of Erlang's article?"

Zhang Ju praised: "Painted Skin is fluent in writing, subtly used, and the story has a profound meaning. My friends and I have rated it highly. Now it has been taken out by many people, and it is on a par with Lu You's "Qing Zhai". , said that this article is second to none among the many monsters."

Mother Chen was taken aback, she really did not expect that Zhang Ju would give such a high evaluation.

"Someone actually compares Erlang's article with Lu You's?"

Chen's mother prides herself on her personality, but she knows Lu You's reputation and popularity. She knows that this person looks transcendent and is actually very appealing in Jiankang City. , and often talk about it, admiration and praise inside and outside the words.

Every now and then, Mother Chen would echo a sentence or two, and also heard that the Lu family was on the verge of a comeback because of Lu You, Lu Qiong and others.

As a result, the second son, whom he disliked, was actually taken out and compared with these characters!
"More than that, since yesterday, seven out of ten tea shops in the city have sung "Painted Skin", and there are no less than nine kinds of tunes arranged. The level of popularity may be higher than that of the "Qing Zhai" articles," Zhang Ju clearly understood in the past two days, "This is just the beginning, and as time goes on, the impact will be even worse!"

Mother Chen did not speak for a long time, and finally said, "Erlang still has such skills." There was surprise and relief in the words, and then she thanked Zhang Ju, saying that he was a false praise to Erlang.

Zhang Ju shook his head and said: "Such remarks are just evaluations, not praises. After a few days, I am afraid that there will be more praises. Speaking of which, a few friends and I are willing to invite Erlang to participate in the literary meeting and evaluate with him. I just don't know if he will agree."

"Agree, agree." Mother Chen's eyes lit up, "Will he agree to such a good thing?" She felt the same as Der Spiegel, but most of the people who participated in this kind of literary meeting were very high-quality and prestigious people. , many people in power in the DPRK are invited to the past to make judgments and evaluations.

Before Lu You lived in seclusion outside the city, he also participated in a few games, and he was very famous.

"Now Dalang's situation is not good, so I just took this opportunity to let him help to increase his fame." Chen's mother was elated, and after sending Zhang Ju away, she immediately brought in Chen He and asked Chen Cuo's whereabouts.

"It said that I was going to find a temple, but I haven't notified which one it is." Chen He returned to the inquiry and asked again, "Do you want the villain to call back the prince?"

"No rush, no rush," Mother Chen raised her brows, showing a sincere smile for the first time in a few days, "Let him relax and worship Buddha. With the protection of gods and Buddhas, it will be smoother."

Chen He nodded to show his understanding.

Mother Chen sighed again: "Erlang has such ability, I really didn't expect it, but it's a good thing, the way of writing and writing is a knock-on brick, can become famous, and the family is at a critical juncture, if he can use his literary talent It is my family's fortune to make friends with all parties in the name!" The words fell, with a look of relief.

After a while, Mother Chen looked sad again and thought of her eldest son.

Just when Chen Jiao came to greet her, she noticed that her mother was different, and took the initiative to ask why.

Mother Chen didn't want to tell her daughter about these things, she just said there was nothing to do.

Chen Jiao couldn't believe it, rolled her eyes, and smiled, "Mother doesn't know yet, the second brother is famous in Jiankang City, and even took me with him."

"Oh?" When she heard that she was talking about the second son, Mother Chen's worries lessened, "But because of that article?"

"Mother also knows about it?" Chen Jiao was slightly surprised, seeing her mother's face improving, she continued: "My brother's "Painted Skin", several of my daughter's close friends have also read it, and they all liked it, and begged her to find her brother. , I want to ask for a few more copies, and some people are fascinated, maybe in a short while, someone will come to ask for a kiss!"

Mother Chen finally showed a smile, patted her daughter's forehead with her hand, and said, "Hugh, it's nonsense."

Chen Jiao said loudly: "It's not nonsense, my daughter used to go to a party with her best friend, she was just a foil, and asked the two sisters of the Lu family to tell about Lu Caizi's deeds. Yesterday, she turned around and was surrounded by people and asked about her brother. By the way, they asked me to ask, do you know when the second brother will write a new chapter?"

Mother Chen smiled and shook her head: "You have to ask yourself, how can I command?"

"Then I have to hurry up," Chen Jiao said solemnly, "After a while, "Painted Skin" will be sought after by more people. I don't know how many people are going to visit the second brother. It's too late, I'm afraid everyone outside Know it before me."

Her words were inherently meant to please her mother, but they were also sincere, so she said goodbye to her mother, returned to the backyard, and let her maid find a chance to ask.

Her maid said, "Don't worry, miss, this maid is familiar with Aster Ju in the Junhou Mansion, and I'll go check it out later."

Chen Jiao said happily, "Go! Go!" Then she complained, "Second brother, too, last time he came to the mansion, he didn't come to see me, thank you for helping him."

After a few words of reassurance, the maid found a time to leave the house and walk fast in the streets.

"It's this mansion!"

Not long after the maid passed by, a small pig with white flowers suddenly appeared in an alley corner, but the size of a washbasin, and a small dark green turtle was lying on her back.

It was actually a mouthful of people saying: "There is incense here, but no one restrains it. It must be worshiped by no one. Let's follow the smell and have a full meal! Huh! Huh!"

(End of this chapter)