The Analects of Confucius, only one understanding is understood;

The doctrine of the mean, only one knows and half understands.

All know nothing.

Qi Zhenwu sat in a high position and persuaded him: "You don't have to be too humble, you are just joining in the fun together today, and you don't have to be taller. Otherwise, I'll allow you to borrow the Neighbor Rhyme, even if it's not neat, it doesn't matter. If you really lose, you'll be fined three glasses of wine, and you don't have to recite the sound and rhythm enlightenment."

Today, Mr. Qi invited Chen Ji, and it has other profound meanings. Qi Chen Wu is indeed not able to let Chen Ji lose face here, so he lowered his requirements.

But he never thought that Chen Ji couldn't even understand what Wu Weiyun was.

Even if he can write, Chen Ji can't write anymore. In fact, he can write a famous article that shocks the past and present, which will calm everyone down, and then say, "My poem is as heavy as a tremendous amount of tremendous importance, and I can't play such a pediatric game." As long as the article he memorized is good enough, he is right.

But he once said in public in Luocheng that the Borangzi was written by King Jing, and he could not write poetry.

Chen Ji bowed to Qi Zhenwu and said, "I have trouble with you. But when I was an apprentice, I got up in the morning to carry water and sweep the floor, and cut medicine to make medicine during the day. At night, the snoring of my senior brothers was shocking. The master was stinging, and sometimes I couldn't even let us illuminate the oil lamp... When I was in the clinic, I really didn't have time to recite the meaning of the scriptures."

Chen Ji said this without any shy expression, and he didn't seem to feel embarrassed to be an apprentice in the clinic, without any concealment.

The girl playing the pipa suddenly looked up, looked him carefully again, lowered her head again, and played a song about breaking the formation.

Everyone was determined to see Chen Ji and didn't know what to say.

Qi Zhaoning said boredly: "It's boring, I've been waiting for an hour in vain. It's better to go to the Jiafangsi to see the Four Dreams of Bianliang again."

At this time, Shen Ye said quietly: "I heard that the Chen family's son abandoned the civil and military affairs. He thought he had the ambition to open up the border and split the territory. Whether he followed the civil and military affairs, he would serve the court, and there was no difference. Since he was unwilling to participate, we don't have to force him... or not write poetry."

While speaking, Shen Ye smiled and looked at Chen Ji, nodded slightly, politely.

Lin Chaojing refused to give in: "Brother Shen, today is a literary club. Even the literary master of the Huqiu Poetry Club is here. What's more exciting than poetry and songs? Since Chen Ji doesn't want to write, what's the point of writing me?"

But he held his right sleeve with his left hand, and picked up a pen and wrote on the table: "The mountain is covered with snow at night, and the hunting and riding is fat, and the fire in the lonely village is gone. The sound of dogs is faint. The morning report of the captain's head in the morning, and the head of the blue head is returned with blood."

This time, the whole house was quiet and no one dared to applaud again.

Before Chen Ji could react, Qi Jingjing was furious and slapped the table: "What's the hell do you mean? Qi Duo, take my sword!"

Qi Zhenwu also said angrily: "Qi Jing, what are you doing?"

He thought about it and made two fingers into swords, and pointed at Lin Chaojing angrily: "Brother, this kid is ridiculing the soldiers of the border army for killing good and taking credit!"

The fire in the lonely village is gone, and the poem "Cangtou" is about the border army slaughtering the people of the lonely village and pretending to be military achievements by the old man. Every sentence pointed out that the border army in Guyuan killed good people and took the blame.

Lin Chaojing slowly put aside his brush: "Brother Qi is so angry? Let me ask you, when you go to Gu with the prince to investigate the case of killing Liang and defeating merits, has it been found out?"

All thought to the point of being ashen with a blue face and remained silent.

Lin Chaojing asked again: "I'll ask you again. Rumor has it that Chen Ji killed more than 100 heads of the Tiance Army by himself. This is something that even a great official in the Search Realm may not be able to do. How can he do it? This does not mean that he has made false military achievements?"

All judged and said angrily: "What are you farting?"

Lin Chaojing said calmly: "Then tell me how he killed him?"

Qi Jingju's expression was stagnant. At that time, he hid on the roof and shivered. How could he know how Chen Ji killed so many Tiance troops?

And his stagnation, in the eyes of everyone, just confirmed Lin Chaojing's ridicule.

Qi Jingjing stopped entangling with him, and instead angrily scolded: "Your eunuch brother has never taught you how to visit someone else's house? Or is the eunuch party so unscrupulous and do not understand the law?"

Lin Chaojing's expression changed: "Think together, I have no relationship with Lin Chaoqing's eunuch party's robe and meaning, and everyone in the literary world knows this!"

All raised their eyebrows: "Your Lin family was originally just a civil servant. If you really had a robe and a eunuch party, how could you still have the luxury of your life now?"

Everyone looked at Lin Chaojing and saw Lin Chaojing wearing a white slanted collar, with a ten thousand-character curved water pattern embroidered with gold thread on the edge of the collar, and a three-beam crown of gold silk amber, which was extremely noble.

Lin Chaojing is quite generous in his daily actions, which is why he was able to gather many scholars around him.

Before everyone could think deeply, Qi Chenwu, who was sitting in the main seat, slapped the table and said, "Think together, I advise you so many times, don't look at people by family! Hurry up, I'll compensate the brothers of the Lin family!"

He thought about it and left his face: "He slandered me first."

Lin Chaojing smiled, turned to Qi Zhenwu and bowed, "Mr. Qi, don't care about me and Qi Zhen, just a joke."

Qi Chenwu said slowly, "Okay, young people are full of energy, and it is common for them to have a big fight if they have a disagreement. As for friends, who has never quarreled? However, after the imperial examination, you are a new Jinshi. With such a temperament, how would I be the pillar of my life in the future? Let's continue writing poetry. If the poem clock is coming, if you haven't written poetry yet, you have to punish the wine... Brother Chen Ji, you don't have to participate."

Chen Ji turned his head and asked in a low voice: "Where are the brothers of Yulin Army?"

All explained carefully: "My brother-in-law led them to drink in the East Courtyard. After we deal with it, we will go there. Haha, it's really awkward to be with these literati!"

Chen Ji nodded: "Where is the son of the salt merchant named Huang Que sitting?"

All of them pointed: "It's on your right hand."

Chen Ji turned his head to look at the southern literati beside him. The other party looked like he was twenty-eight or nine years old, and his temples were already a little bit of silver. The other party didn't look at others, and his eyes were always on Qi Zhaoyun opposite him, and Qi Zhaoyun was also looking at him.

Chen Ji interrupted the two of them with affection and said politely: "Brother Huang Que?"

Huang Que came back to his senses and said curiously: "How can I know my name?"

Chen Ji smiled and said, "I have heard of Brother Huang Que's talent for a long time. By the way, I heard that Brother Huang Que's family is doing a salt merchant business. Can you ask some questions?"

Huang Que's face was a little unnatural: "The merchants are just a matter of opportunism, and there is nothing to say."

Chen Ji said seriously: "Brother Huang Que is such a bad word. Merchants transport grain to places with shortages and transport cloth to places with shortages. This is the national economy and people's livelihood. How can it be said to be the last step?"

Huang Que was stunned.

At this time, the maid served the wine and food, and Chen Ji didn't move his chopsticks. He handed the dish to Xiaoman behind him and continued to ask: "Brother Huang Que, how is the business of the salt merchant?"

Huang Que sighed: "The world is difficult."

Chen Ji smiled and said, "Brother Huang Que is joking. Everyone says that the world's wealth is three parts in the hands of salt merchants. There are more than 200 salt merchant gardens in Suzhou and Yangzhou, which are more luxurious than the officials in the capital. Why does it become difficult for the world to come to you?"

"My brother is talking about those big salt merchants, and I, a small family, can only survive," Huang Que explained: "First, the difficulty is that our salt merchants in the court are hereditary. Only the forty-six large salt merchants on the list can buy salt entries from the Ministry of Revenue. And I, a small family, can only buy high-priced salt entries from the big salt merchants, and they only need four cents of silver to buy salt entries from the Ministry of Revenue. They sell salt to us, and they want to sell four taels of silver for every entries, which is ten times more."

Chen Ji nodded. This salt tent means business license. The big salt merchant bought salt tent from the court and then used salt to go to the official salt farm to "die salt". One salt tent was 300 kilograms.

The large salt merchants approved by the imperial court had a stipulation, with 46 people, and naturally monopolized them. Even if they didn't sell salt, they could make huge profits just by selling salt.

Chen Ji asked curiously: "Is there a way to become a registered salt merchant?"

Huang Que continued: "This is the second difficulty. If you want to become a registered salt merchant, you need to spend 500,000 taels of silver to buy a 'ben' from the Ministry of Revenue. Moreover, if you want to buy a '10,000 ounce' from the court, it is also starting with the '10,000 ounce'. Such a huge amount of money is prohibitive."

Chen Ji nodded again, the threshold was too high, blocking all the small doors and households outside the door.

He handed Xiaoman the snacks presented by Xin, a maid from Qi's mansion, and then asked: "Can the small household open the door to do business with salt rays?"

Huang Que shook his head: "The third thing is that the official salt farm in our court produces about 1.2 million cigars per year, but the court issued an additional salt cigar every year, but 2.4 million cigars per year. If there is no way, you can even use the salt to entice the salt farm, and you can't mix the salt. Small families who want to support salt have been lined up until fifteen years later."

Chen Ji said in confusion: "Since you can't get salt from the salt farm, why do the salt merchants still have to buy salt indicia from the court?"

Huang Que suddenly sat upright and kept silent. Chen Ji asked again, and then he refused to go to change his clothes and hurried out of Mingse Tower.

Chen Ji looked at Huang Que's back with bright eyes.

He guessed that what Huang Que dared not say was the four words "private salt official business". Big salt merchants and small salt merchants were selling private salt into official salt.

It doesn’t matter if the official salt farm cannot be mixed with salt. With the salt intake, the small salt merchants find private salt and transform into a transformation and dare to sell official salt.

Xiaoman said worriedly: "Young Master, don't make the idea of ​​slandering salt. If you are caught, you will be beheaded."

Chen Ji smiled and said, "Don't worry, I don't do that kind of illegal business."

Xiaoman was puzzled: "What business is that young master planning to do?"

Chen Ji said softly: "Of course, I will do whatever business the court wants me to do. Xiaoman, some businesses can be exchanged for money, but some businesses can be exchanged for power. Changing money is the worst strategy, and changing power is the best strategy, because power can rob money."

Xiaoman didn't understand: "You should eat something quickly, the dishes in Qi Mansion are quite delicious."

Chen Ji laughed and lowered his head to pick up the food.

A literary meeting.

There were rice paper on the table, and there were dishes on his table. No one noticed him anymore, just like the light in the Mingse Building was shining, but a corner was missing from him.

Qi Zhaoning, opposite, was still concentrating on reading poetry, but gradually noticed Chen Ji's incompatible behavior.

When she saw Chen Ji openly stuffing snacks to Xiaoman, she frowned and said to Qi Zhaoyun beside her: "Who would secretly feed the maids food when they were at the banquet? It's too unruly."

Qi Zhaoyun smiled and said, "He was the son of the Chen family and was sent to the clinic as an apprentice by his legitimate mother. It is natural for human beings to have no rules. People always change. After he returns to the capital for a long time, he will naturally understand the rules."

Qi Zhaoning became more and more angry as he looked at him: "Grandpa also discussed with his father, how could it be possible to marry me? Later, my grandfather came back from the palace and I went to tell him about the matter and asked Qi Zhenzhu to marry this story, and the concubine's daughter and son were just right."

Qi Zhaoyun comforted him: "He is a military general. The military general is indeed a bit vulgar, but the military general also has the benefits of the military general and can handle the matter."

Qi Zhaoning was frustrated, pulling a handkerchief under the table with both hands: "I heard before that he had killed more than 100 enemy generals, and I saw him the day they entered Beijing and felt that he was still a little heroic, so I didn't even listen to the show today and wanted to come back to participate in the literary meeting. But you just heard what Lin Chaojing said, the military achievements were clearly false, and it must be the Chen family who was cheating and despicable for him."

Qi Zhaoyun covered her mouth and smiled, "What if it's true?"

Qi Zhaoning threw the handkerchief on the ground: "Anyway, I look down on him. If I want to marry, I will marry a great man like Li Changge in the Four Dreams of Bianliang. He is both outstanding in poetry and literature and martial arts. He has the ambition to serve the country and the pillars of the country!"

Qi Zhaoyun sighed: "Zhaoning, the play is all fake."

Qi Zhaoning ignored Qi Zhaoyun and waved his hand to the maid and ordered: "Still instruct me, don't give Chenji snacks anymore. Why is he and his maid so edible? Come to my Qi Mansion to fight Qiufeng?"

Qi Zhaoyun was anxious: "No, he was a guest invited by grandpa in person."

Qi Zhaoning glared at the maid: "Go, why are you doing while standing there?"

However, at this moment, a servant walked into the main hall of Mingse Building in a loud voice: "The eldest son, the Buddha's son Wuzhai has arrived. He also brought the reincarnated Buddha's son in Yunzhou, Luo Zhui Sakya."

Qi Zhenwu suddenly stood up: "Hurry up and have feelings, I am still a Buddhist son and I will not come."

Chen Ye asked in a low voice: "Is Luo Zhui Sakya... the Buddhist son of Yunzhou who has 'his heart'?"
To be continued...