The First Gongsheng of Ming Dynasty

Chapter 411
The Nanjing Dawenhui is scheduled to be held on September [-]th.

It was the Double Ninth Festival, and there were two days before the Wenhui. Zhu Houzhao went out with Sun Che and others to climb the heights and look far away. It was also the day he moved into the new house.

Hu Feng originally wanted to earn some benefits from the renting of the mansion, but Zhu Houzhao found the house on his own, and according to Zhu Houzhao's intention, he did not plan to live with them in the future, after all, classmate Xiao Zhu wanted to live in the palace He came to the palace for enjoyment. If Sun Che and others were by his side... wouldn't everything be revealed?
"Brother Zhu Shou, in the past two days, there have been a lot less criticisms from others, or in other words, they have stopped arguing." Hu Feng followed Zhu Houzhao, thinking of gaining some benefits, and chatting from time to time.

Zhu Houzhao smiled and said, "Why?"

Hu Feng said: "Because those three poems of yours were shown to others by Cheng Xueshi in the Imperial Academy, and now they all say that those poems were written by Cheng Xueshi, which also explains why the poems can have such profound ideas, so that people in the market No one dares to fight. But on your side..."

Unspoken.

Now we dare not say that you wrote the poem. In front of a scholar like Cheng Minzheng, we cannot argue.

Zhu Houzhao didn't mind at all, and asked with a smile: "Could it be that a scholar of the Imperial Academy doesn't like to deceive the world? Do you think the poems I wrote were written by him?"

"This...anyway, others dare not argue, I'm afraid your side...even if this is the case, you can only suffer from being dumb." Hu Feng was quite helpless, "But if you really wrote it, it's not impossible , You should put pressure on Cheng Xueshi with erudition and Confucianism, if you can't find someone, I can go to the activities for you."

Hu Feng wanted to find another way when he couldn't make money renting a mansion.

Your literary name has been taken, are you depressed?
Cheng Minzheng has such a great reputation, if you, a ten-year-old fart, have a chance of success?But I can use my contacts to organize activities for you, and help you find famous Confucian scholars to fight for you.

Maybe even if the poem was really written by Cheng Minzheng, he became interested in you, so he gave you the right to sign the poem?
"No need." Zhu Houzhao looked at himself leisurely, standing on the pavilion on the fourth floor and looking into the distance, he opened his arms with the intention of jumping down, so frightened that Sun Che and others rushed forward to give him a hand at any time.

"The Qing is self-clearing. Master Cheng has been famous for a long time. How could he take advantage of his reputation? It's good to have him around. Such a shameless person, block those shameless people for me. Thanks to him."

Zhu Houzhao was thinking in his heart.

It was Mr. Zhang who had a plan. Sure enough, when Cheng Minzheng came out to stand on the platform, those brats who were trying to gain fame would retreat, and then Cheng Minzheng took the initiative to say that I wrote it, and everything was logical.

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The three climbed up and looked down.

Before he walked away, he saw other scholars coming to enjoy the scenery.

"Do you know that you have no face and dare not go to the bell tower?" Someone said on the opposite side, "You people have lost face a long time ago. Cheng Xueshi is the initiator of this literary meeting. I advise you to leave in despair. Nanjing city is not It suits you!"

"It's not suitable for me, but it is suitable for you?" Zhu Houzhao has been arguing with people a lot recently, saying whatever comes to mind.

He Jiangnan and his party didn't learn anything else, they just learned how to get in touch with people.

He has participated in many literary meetings of scholars in Nanjing, and he is young and likes to pretend to be aggressive. He even claims to be the author of three famous poems, so that Zhu Houzhao has become one of the most important among the students. celebrities.

Others laughed at him for "hurting Zhongyong" on the lips, but secretly envied and resented him, and there were endless ways to target him.

It's like saying that he wrote his poems by himself, which is also a means... just to bully him to be alone.

The person on the opposite side mocked: "At such a young age, I like to come out to bluff and deceive. Fortunately, there is Cheng Xueshi who can discern the scholars. If you show up at the literary meeting the day after tomorrow, Cheng Xueshi will definitely expel you. Don’t even want to take part in the imperial examination!”

Losing face at the literary conference and being targeted by Cheng Minzheng was a devastating blow to a ten-year-old school boy.

Or called dimensionality reduction strike.

Zhu Houzhao said: "As a scholar Cheng, he will definitely not take other people's reputation in vain. I wrote that poem, and I wrote it. I will naturally make it clear at the Wenhui."

"Hahaha……"

The people on the opposite side are all local aborigines, and they couldn't get used to Zhu Houzhao, a kid who pretended to be a foreigner.

A ten-year-old fart baby, when he was spanked, he was afraid that others would say that they were bullying and bickering... This kid was a little fearless, as if he never cared about his reputation in the academic world, he was almost an ignorant kid.

Seeing that Zhu Houzhao was going to argue, Sun Che hurriedly said, "Let's go."

"Don't, I still want to teach them a lesson." Zhu Houzhao said.

Gong Yeping said loudly: "Didn't someone say before that those three poems were written a few months ago? How come they disappeared now? Feelings are knowing that the conspiracy has been exposed, so they dare not come out to fight? Our little Young Master Xing is sitting upright, not afraid of other people's eyes, let those who steal other people's human name come out to show their faces?"

"Ridiculous."

"I don't know if I'm dead or alive!"

The people on the opposite side were cursing, ignored Zhu Houzhao and his group, and walked away.

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"It's too deceiving." After Gong Yeping walked away, he said angrily, "Two days ago, this group of people were still standing next to those Xiao Xiaoxiao, saying that some ten-year-old child could not write that poem, and saying that it was Jiang Gan. It’s written by other students, as if they saw it with their own eyes. But now I feel that it was written by Cheng Xueshi...their feelings are just empty words, and they will fall wherever the wind blows.”

Zhu Houzhao said: "Scholars, they have no principles."

"Hey!"

Several people looked at Zhu Houzhao.

You kid, why do you even scold yourself when you scold others?

"I didn't say how many people, but if you believe me, I will definitely repay you. Please believe me, I really wrote that poem." Zhu Houzhao said.

"Yes Yes."

The three of Sun Che said so.

But in fact, I didn't believe it at all.

At first they believed that it was because the three poems they saw for the first time were indeed from Zhu Houzhao's place, and they were the ones who circulated them. But after becoming famous, some people began to say that the poems were written by themselves.

But if you really want to savor it carefully... Who would believe that you, a ten-year-old child, can write three poems that are unrivaled in the world?
Those three songs... Looking at the entire Ming Dynasty, in the past 100 years since the founding of the People's Republic of China, almost no one can match it. Probably only Yu Qian's popular "Lime Song" can match it... All of them are made by you?

Of course, most students don't believe it when they say they wrote it themselves.

What are you bragging about?

Are all poets alive?

But if Cheng Minzheng said that he wrote it, the world would be more or less relieved. Based on Cheng Minzheng's life experience, his support for underachievers, and his pursuit of perseverance, he wrote those three poems with his life experience. It seems logical.

To put it bluntly, even Sun Che and the others like to "follow the crowd", as if whoever is famous can write masterpieces.

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Zhu Hou copied the new home.

Although Zhu Houzhao refused to let Hu Feng and the others live in the past, they still wanted to get acquainted with each other, at least they could find Zhu Houzhao's residence with ease, and ensure that Zhu Houzhao was still his long-term meal ticket in Nanjing.

Several people arrived at Zhu Houzhao's new house in a carriage, and when they got out of the house, Liu Gui and his people were already waiting.

They didn't have any other weapons at their waists, but Jin Yiwei had already settled in the house.

Originally, Zhu Houzhao would not agree to let Jin Yiwei protect him personally... It was also because he was tired from playing and wanted to restore the carefree life in the palace, so he was willing to move here.

"This house is nice."

After Hu Feng and the others came down, they realized that the specifications of the house had obviously exceeded their expectations.

"Young master." Liu Gui stepped forward to salute.

Zhu Houzhao said: "You look familiar, I've seen you before."

Liu Gui said: "Little Liu Gui."

"Hey, okay, I can handle things, I will remember you in the future." Zhu Houzhao smiled.

Liu Gui knew Zhu Houzhao's identity, and he almost knelt down to kowtow to Zhu Houzhao when he heard it, but he had seen the scene now, after all, he also followed Wang Shouren in the Battle of Weininghai, followed Tang Yin to complete the coup d'état in Hanyang City, North Korea , I have experienced all the bloody storms, and my psychological quality has also improved a lot.

"My lord, please." Liu Gui led the way.

Sun Che gave Zhu Houzhao a hand and asked, "Brother Zhu, who is this?"

Zhu Houzhao said: "People from my husband's family arranged for me to live."

Sun Che was surprised and said: "Master Ling is indeed not an ordinary person. This house looks like it belongs to a noble family. What is his identity? I don't know what government office he is in?"

"Forget it, don't mention it." Zhu Houzhao kept secret.

Several people entered the courtyard, and there were Jin Yiwei who were going to step forward to protect them, but seeing outsiders were present, they also retreated to the backyard wisely.

"Look at what kind of wind has brought my disciple here?"

Zhang Zhou's voice came from the main hall.

In the main hall, there were also Cheng Minzheng and Wu Xiong in casual clothes.

Both of them were waiting for the prince to arrive.

When Cheng Minzheng saw Zhu Houzhao, he also breathed a sigh of relief. As for Wu Xiong, he had never met the prince, but he had received Zhang Zhou's instruction before, and he knew who this person was.

"you you……"

Hu Feng looked at Zhang Zhou and Wu Xiong, these two people were familiar to him, they were the two who took him out of the Jiangning county government.

Zhu Houzhao walked over and saluted respectfully: "Student has met Mr."

Wu Xiong and Cheng Minzheng didn't expect Zhu Houzhao to be so polite to Zhang Zhou...he called him Mr. instead of his official name. It felt...as if Zhang Zhou was the prince's mentor.

Originally, Wu Xiong thought that Zhang Zhou was only relying on his extraordinary skills to rise to the position. Seeing the prince being so respectful, he knew that even if he was misunderstood as Zhang Zhou's henchman, it seemed worth it.

This thief ship... is worth boarding.

Zhang Zhou introduced: "Mr. Cheng, Mr. Wu."

"Meet the two gentlemen." Zhu Houzhao also politely saluted the two.

Cheng Minzheng's side was okay, but Wu Xiong's side was at a loss. Even though Zhang Zhou had instructed not to reveal the identity of the prince in front of others so as not to put the prince in danger, his knees were still a little sore.

"I've met a few of you." Sun Che saluted Zhang Zhou and the others on behalf of several people.

Zhang Zhou looked at Hu Feng with a smile and said, "Meet again?"

Hu Feng said: "It turns out that your Excellency is Mr. Zhu's benefactor, no wonder you will help me, I am very grateful."

Sun Che asked curiously, "You said someone was helping, so it turned out to be..."

"It's all trivial matters." Zhang Zhou said, "I came from the capital and received a lot of care from you along the way. After you arrived in Nanjing, I should do a little bit of landlord friendship."

"Thank you." Hu Feng didn't know what Zhang Zhou's fame was.

He himself has the reputation of a student, but he will not casually demean himself and call himself a "student".

But there is still gratitude.

Zhang Zhoudao: "Guys, my disciples come here. I brought a few gentlemen to test him together. I wonder if you...can it be convenient for you?"

Almost like a eviction order.

Sun Che tactfully said: "Come back and visit again. Brother Zhu, let's come back and visit again."

"Yeah." Zhu Houzhao nodded with a smile, and watched them leave.

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The three of them came out of the house, still a little bit out of their minds.

"I have long seen that this brother Zhu Shou is not ordinary. Although he is dressed in ordinary clothes, he is really generous. He should be the son of a noble family. After you arrive in Nanjing, look... Even the government has someone who can make a move. help each other." Gong Yeping said with emotion.

Sun Che said: "It's nothing to say hello to the county government. It's just that Mr. Wu seems familiar to me."

"Familiar?" Hu Feng asked puzzled, "Have you seen it before?"

"I can't remember, maybe it's like an old friend."

Hu Feng asked: "Then can we still visit in the future? Will it be...not convenient?"

Gong Yeping said: "Don't you want to know the background of brother Zhu Shou? We have known him all the way, he has taken care of us a lot, and we will return to our hometown soon, we must ask clearly before leaving."

"Then come back later." Sun Che said.

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Inside the house.

Both Cheng Minzheng and Wu Xiong respectfully bowed to Zhu Houzhao.

"You two gentlemen don't need to be too polite. Mr. Zhang has already said that you can be regarded as the gentlemen of this palace. I am going south to Yingtian Mansion. It is not appropriate to disclose my identity. I hope you two can cooperate." Zhu Houzhao showed the air of a prince.

It is decent to speak.

Wu Xiong said: "I should do my best."

For a person like him who has been the governor of Nanjing for a long time, and a bunch of people in Nanjing city are suppressing him, in the eyes of those in power, he is just an official who runs errands and does coolies.

Wu Xiong has always had the ambition to be a leader, but the chance is not great, and the city of Nanjing is also losing its will.

Now that I finally have the opportunity to meet the prince, it seems to be an honor in life.

Zhang Zhoudao: "Those three poems were written by the prince, but there are always people in the world who want to steal the literary name. Cheng Shilang will help the prince and return the reputation that should belong to the prince."

Wu Xiong hurriedly said: "After reading the prince's poems, I am deeply impressed by the extraordinary literary talent of the prince, and amazed that he is a heavenly man. I admire him so much that I throw myself to the ground."

Apparently Wu Xiong is also a representative of the decadent faction in the officialdom. This kind of person pretends to be big in front of the low-level people, bows his knees in front of the high-ranking people, and claims to be polite.

Zhu Houzhao said with a smile: "Everywhere, Mr. Zhang gave good advice."

When Cheng Minzheng heard this, he couldn't help but glance at Zhang Zhou.

He had suspected that the three poems were written by Zhang Zhou as a shooter to the prince, but after hearing what the prince said, he was even more convinced.

"Prince, I'm setting up a banquet here. I wonder if the prince wants to invite the two of you?"

"Is there a banquet? It's just right, the prince has recently learned to drink... Cough cough, let's have a meal together."

Zhu Houzhao was not polite at all.

In the inn, it’s not good to eat fish and meat every day. One is too ostentatious, and the other is that Zhu Houzhao eats many things that are not available in Nanjing.

Although Zhu Youtang is known for being frugal, in fact he is not too harsh on Zhu Houzhao's diet... Moreover, no matter how frugal the palace's diet is, it is not comparable to ordinary people in the world.

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Royal Palace.

In Qianqing Palace, Mou Bin, commander of Jinyiwei, truthfully explained Yang Peng's report in Nanjing to Zhu Youtang, and Xiao Jing who was on the side also listened to it.

"If the prince is all right, then there is no need to worry." Zhu Youtang sighed.

Obviously, the fact that his son ran away somewhat exhausted him physically and mentally.

And recently, the youngest son Zhu Houxuan is not feeling well. He is very afraid of losing his two sons at once, which will turn from great joy to great sorrow.

Mou Bin glanced at Xiao Jing, and continued: "But the crown prince has always lived in the private house, and has never been to the palace. The flow of goods in the private house is complicated, and it is not easy to ensure everything is safe."

Zhu Youtang said: "As long as it's not in the palace, is there any difference between places? On the contrary, it's even more difficult for people to notice if it's in a private house."

Both Mu Bin and Xiao Jing could hear it.

As long as it is Zhang Zhou's arrangement, the emperor can always find the advantages from various tricky angles.

This is blind obedience.

It's not Zhu Youtang's fault, it's mainly Zhang Zhou's work, and he has never done anything wrong.

In contrast, the ministers of the DPRK and China, as well as those who claim to be loyal, obviously tried their best in everything, but on the contrary, they were not satisfactory in some things.

"In addition... the crown prince wrote three poems in Nanjing City...causing a sensation." Mou Bin then spoke out what he thought was nonsense.

"What?" Zhu Youtang's face was dull, and he suddenly stared at the words.

Then Mou Bin took out the paper with three poems written on it from his bosom and said, "Please read it, Your Majesty."

"quick!"

Zhu Youtang was so excited that he wanted to see what masterpiece his son had written, which could make a sensation in the city of Nanjing?

Xiao Jing glared at Mou Bin, then took the paper and handed it to Zhu Youtang.

While Zhu Youtang was watching, the expression of surprise on his face became more and more prominent, and there was a rosy glow on both sides, as if a spring heart had sprouted.

Xiao Jing quickly persuaded, "Your Majesty, the dragon's body is the most important thing."

You can blush when you are happy, or you can blush when you are angry.

"Okay, okay. Cough cough... Is this written by the prince?" Zhu Youtang was a little negligent in disciplining his son, but he still knew what level his son was.

Even if Zhu Houzhao could write poetry, it would be nice if he could write a rhyming doggerel. After all, he was only ten years old, so he didn't want to be better.

Looking at these three poems, one knows that they are not something ordinary people can write.

Let alone a son... If someone in this world can write one of these poems, I'm afraid they will become famous all over the world.

Mou Bin said: "It is rumored...it was indeed written by the prince, but some people say...it was written by him...Eunuch Yang sent people to investigate, and they are a group of people seeking fame. This...is indeed written by the prince."

"Cough cough cough..."

While Zhu Youtang was so excited that he coughed, he actually understood.

What came from the hands of the prince... In fact, the son just took advantage of others, and that person... besides the Bingkuan he admired, who else?
(End of this chapter)