Zhenwu Tianxia: Summon Yuwen Chengdu at the beginning

Chapter 25 Persuading Tao Yuanming not to be so negative!
Qin Wei walked out slowly from the imperial city, but he didn't expect that Fu Chengyi was still waiting for him.

"Sorry for keeping Mr. Jijiu waiting." Qin Wei cupped his hands and said.

Fu Chengyi chuckled, "I know a good tea house, His Royal Highness the Prince of the County would like to try it!"

"Please sir!" Qin Wei naturally would not refuse.

Then the two got into their respective carriages and came to a tea house named Ming Xin.

As soon as Fu Chengyi got off the carriage, the waiter in the tea house introduced him into a private room familiarly, obviously he was a frequent visitor here.

The private room is not big, but it is exquisite and fresh. Outside the window, there are green trees, weeping willows flying, and chirping birds one after another.

The two sat down, and the waiter brought a pot of tea.

"This is the Maofeng from Yunshan Mountain in Shuzhou. Your Highness, try it to see if it suits your taste." Fu Chengyi poured a cup of tea for Qin Wei.

Qin Wei picked up the tea and took a sip.

"The taste is sweet, the tea is rich in aroma, good tea, good tea!" He exclaimed.

Fu Chengyi rolled up his sleeves and poured a cup for himself. His movements were full of elegance, and his every move was comfortable, elegant and casual.

"Yunshan Maofeng is a famous tea in Shuzhou, which has attracted countless tea lovers. Unfortunately, the production of this tea is extremely low. Only Mingxin Teahouse in the entire capital city has this tea."

"I grew up under Yunshan Mountain when I was young, and my father was a tea farmer, so I love this pot of Yunshan Maofeng all the more."

Fu Chengyi smiled gently.

"Mr. Fu should not be an ordinary tea farmer!" Qin Wei said.

"Hahaha, he is indeed not an ordinary tea farmer, but he is a tea farmer in Yunshan." Fu Chengyi laughed.

Although Qin Wei doesn't know the identity of Fu Chengyi's father, he can be sure that Fu Chengyi's father must be a Confucianism cultivator.

The practice of Confucianism must be cultivated from an early age, and the requirements are higher than those of martial arts contestants, and entry into the country is slower than those of martial arts contestants. If Fu Chengyi hadn't had a qualified guide when he was young, he would never have achieved such achievements now.

"The hut is in a human environment, without the noise of cars and horses. How can I ask you? My heart is far away from myself. Picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, I can see Nanshan leisurely. The mountain atmosphere is beautiful at sunset, and the birds return each other. There is true meaning in this, If you want to tell, you have forgotten the words." Qin Wei read softly.

Fu Chengyi was taken aback for a moment, then his eyes lit up, "This is a poem written by His Highness!"

Qin Wei shook his head, "I don't have such a poetic talent. This poem was written by Mr. Tao Yuanming. I just think that this poem should fit Mr. Fu's state of mind."

"Mr. Tao Yuanming!" Fu Chengyi was a little suspicious, because this name did not exist in his memory.

"I don't know where this Mr. Tao Yuanming is? Can I come to visit you?"

Qin Wei smiled, "I'm afraid I have disappointed Mr. Jijiu. Mr. Tao Yuanming has passed away for many years, and this king just accidentally discovered his posthumous work."

"It's a pity, it's a pity. The language of this poem is plain and simple, not fake or embellished, but it is rich in meaning and full of reason and interest."

"There is emotion in the scene, reason in the emotion, quiet and remote, it really makes people have endless aftertaste."

"This Mr. Tao Yuanming must be a rare hermit!"

Fu Chengyi said with regret.

Qin Wei secretly laughed in his heart, he had to be strategic when chatting with scholars, and with his half-baked level of Confucianism, it was naturally impossible for him to chat with Fu Chengyi, so on the way here, he prepared a few poems for the conversation .

We don't do any copywriting, so let's find a topic.

Just as Qin Wei expected, as soon as the poem was read out, Fu Chengyi's interest in chatting was aroused.

Qin Wei doesn't know how to compose poetry, but he knows Tao Yuanming!

Tao Yuanming was one of his favorite poets in his previous life.

"Mr. Jijiu is right. Mr. Tao Yuanming is indeed a rare hermit."

"Mr. Tao Yuanming once worked as a small official for several years, but because of the dangers of the officialdom, he abandoned his official position and returned to the farmland. He stayed away from the world and fell in love with the countryside."

Qin Wei laughed.

Fu Chengyi nodded slightly, and said: "It can be seen from his poem, but this poem is a little too negative. If I can meet him once, I must persuade him well, what a pity!"

When Qin Wei heard this, he couldn't help being stunned.

I advise Tao Yuanming not to be so negative!
He didn't know how to answer these words.

It is not surprising that Fu Chengyi had this idea, after all, he and Tao Yuanming are in different positions and environments, and it is normal that there are some differences in philosophy.

In the Eastern Jin Dynasty where Tao Yuanming lived, the clan system was strict, and it was impossible for a person from a humble family to break through the monopoly of the clan on high-ranking officials.

Throughout Tao Yuanming's life, the officials he served were nothing more than minor officials such as joining the army and county magistrates. Not only could he not display his ambition to help the world, but he had to humiliate himself and deal with some officialdom figures in the process of sexual intercourse.

Under such circumstances, Tao Yuanming's ideal is difficult to turn into reality.

Therefore, he despises the world and is dissatisfied with reality, so he has the negative emotions of avoiding conflicts, keeping aloof from the world, and being alone.

And Fu Chengyi became famous at a young age, but in his 40s, he took the official position of offering wine to the Imperial College. Naturally, he couldn't understand Tao Yuanming's helplessness.

Qin Wei couldn't explain these, so he could only let Fu Chengyi make up his own brain.

"Mr. Jijiu probably didn't come to me just to drink tea." Qin Wei couldn't answer, so he could only change the subject.

"Oh, that's right, that's right, I almost forgot about the business." Fu Chengyi slapped his forehead, only to remember his purpose of asking Qin Wei out.

"The Zhenwu Division was first established, and there should be a shortage of manpower. I have a few students with both ability and political integrity, and I want to recommend them to His Royal Highness."

He is the sacrificial wine of the Guozijian, and the tens of thousands of supervising students of the Guozijian can be said to be his students.

Supervised students can enter the official career through the Bagong court examination, which hinders the road to selection. However, because there are far more candidates for official positions than available positions, many supervising students of the Guozijian cannot enter the official career.

The first establishment of the Zhenwu Division was at the time of employing people. Not to mention other things, there were more than a dozen vacancies in the positions of the heads of the various departments.

Zhenwusi is in charge of a regular sixth-rank official position, and there are as many as hundreds of other low-ranking positions.

If the Zhenwu Division's manpower is to be filled, Qin Wei estimates that at least 500 civil servants will be needed. This is still in the case that the affairs of the Zhenwu Division do not involve the thirteen states. If the thirteen states are involved, the required civil servants It is estimated to number in the thousands.

Although the Zhenwu Division is a violent institution, many things within the Zhenwu Division require civil servants, such as the collection and analysis of intelligence by civil forces, the compilation and storage of files, etc., all require a large number of civil servants.

For the supervisors of the Guozijian, although Zhenwusi's situation is very poor, it is still a good way to become an official.

Everything is difficult at the beginning, as long as they have a level of official status, they can seek other official positions in the future.

Of course, the person recommended by Fu Chengyi is definitely not an ordinary supervisor, he must have come here for the positions of those in charge.

But this is exactly what Qin Wei wanted. Yesterday he ordered Luo Jin to go to the Imperial College and Yanwu Pavilion to recruit people. Today, Fu Chengyi came to find him. Naturally, he would not refuse such a good job.

What's more, this is still an opportunity to sell favors.

Fu Chengyi's favor, Confucianism cultivator's favor!

This is the rarest thing.

"Mr. Jijiu may not know that this king also ordered Master Luo Jin to go to the Imperial College to seek talents yesterday. If there is no accident, Lord Luo Jin should be in the Imperial College right now!" Qin Wei laughed.

"Really!" Fu Chengyi was a little surprised.

"Of course, maybe when you go back at this time, sir, you will meet Lord Luo Jin just in time." Qin Wei said.

"Hahaha~~" Fu Chengyi laughed out loud.

"This king is thirsty for talents, and the Zhenwusi is in the midst of employing people, so please don't be reluctant, Mr. Jijiu, and don't hide any outstanding talents." Qin Wei said again.

Fu Chengyi smiled openly. He looked at Qin Wei with some appreciation in his eyes.

"How about letting Fu Yuan join Zhenwu Division?"

Qin Wei's eyes lit up, "I can't ask for it."

Fu Yuan is not a student of the Imperial Academy, but he is a student of Fu Chengyi. It is said that he is a man of great talent and has the talent of Wang Zuozhi. More importantly, he is a representative of the younger generation of Confucianism Cultivators.

If Fu Yuan joined Zhenwu Division, then the relationship between Zhenwu Division and Confucianism Cultivators would be completely revealed.

For this, Qin Wei was naturally willing.

"However, this kid has an arrogant temper and is supercilious, His Royal Highness needs to suppress him." Fu Chengyi said.

Qin Wei smiled.

"Forget it, let Fu Yuan practice with His Royal Highness the Duke."

"I will let him go to Zhen Wusi tomorrow."

"Then I must treat Brother Fu Yuan well!" Qin Wei laughed.

(End of this chapter)