Wei Yi's poetry level is still past, after all, he is also a scholar who was successful in his youth. He was also a gentry and was taught by his teachers. At this age, ordinary people could only concentrate on classics, history, and collections of poems. They dare not put too much energy into poetry.

Wei Yi was not very valued before, at least he was not qualified to accept this invitation.

Xu Ziwen sent someone to post this time, of course, because he valued the position of interviews and compilation of Fuzhou Weekly. This position was obtained by the Wei family's deep connections in the civil service system and hard work, and it was not something ordinary people dared to think at this age.

Even in the Zhao royal family, the power is mostly among the senior management and garrisons on Fujian Road, and they are not deeply involved in the civil service system, especially the newspaper industry. Xu Ziwen's intention to recruit Wei Yi is quite obvious.

Wei Yi pondered for a moment, but he definitely wanted to go there, so he didn't have to accept the recruitment. He was just doing it for the time being in the weekly newspaper. In order to maintain his hopes and connections, he still had to take the imperial examination for the juren. If he was not satisfied with the imperial examination, the position in the weekly newspaper was quite good, and many juren would not be able to get this position.

As long as you hold your own position, the powerful and powerful in the city must look up a few times. There is no need to sell yourself for a little profit.

From the perspective of selfishness, Wei Yi didn't like the atmosphere of the Zhao Prince's Mansion, and he shouted at people and looked arrogant and arrogant, which was very displeasing.

...

"Yanke is here."

The Zhao Palace covers a very wide area. Wei Yi entered from the side door, walked through one lane after another, and walked about three or four hundred steps before entering the Xingyuan gate.

Xingyuan is just one of the gardens of the royal palace. In addition to the East Gate where Wei Yi came in, there is also the North Gate and several gates of the North Gate. They are separated from the other gardens by pink walls and connected with flowing water. The combined area of ​​the gardens is more than 100 acres. In a place like Fuzhou, it is simply luxurious.

When Wei Yi came in, his feet stepped on the fallen leaves, and his ears and nose were filled with fresh smells brought by leaves and flowing water. Apricot trees were planted in the garden, and now there were many fallen leaves. The weather turned cooler, the leaves turned yellow, and the ground fell all over.

In the middle of the garden is a large area of ​​rocks, with water flowing around the pond around several small buildings and halls. The Xingyuan is large. When Wei Yi came, a group of people were fishing and chatting by the pond. Xu Ziwen was the master. When he saw Wei Yi coming, he took the initiative to greet him.

"See Brother Jun." Wei Yi calmly greeted Xu Ziwen, and he was also funny. He had been here more than a dozen times before, and Xu Ziwen would occasionally say hello, and most of the time nodded at most... Wei Yi's father is only the county magistrate, and his ancestor is only the magistrate. In Xu Ziwen's eyes, he was insignificant.

"There are fishing rods over there, tea and wine in Tingfengxuan, and the Yankee is free." Xu Ziwen did look up to Wei Yi, but at this moment, he is the prince of Zhao, the elder brother of the emperor, and at least one marquis in the future, and will have a lot of influence and real power. He is not comparable to the short-selling Marquis of Nan'an like Xu Zixian, but he has done enough to Wei Yi.

"By the way." Wei Yi general was not in progress, and Xu Ziwen suddenly asked: "I heard that my ninth brother Mingda practiced arrows, calligraphy, and calligraphy every day in the Nan'an Hou Mansion Villa. He acted concisely and was cautious and polite. The people praised him for his confrontation. Is there such a strange thing?"

"Some..." Wei Yi smiled and said, "I went there with Brother Zhang the day before yesterday. I also had letters. Well, Mingda's calligraphy has been well practiced and has a lot of style."

Xu Ziwen called the things that Xu Zixian changed "strange things", which shows that his usual perception of Xu Zixian can only be said to be really bad.

"I don't believe it." Xu Gongda, the prince of the Crown Marquis of Xinchang, laughed and said, "Isn't you? He is mediocre and has no advantages. He is talented and has no talent. He has to use it as toilet paper and say that he is studying and practicing arrows, which is really a laughing heart."

Many people nodded with a smile. Although it was not easy to respond directly, they had obvious expressions of agreement. Even Xu Ziwen nodded slightly, obviously because he had a bad impression of Xu Zixian's cousin.

"He was just making noise on purpose." Chen Jingfu, the second son of the Marquis' Mansion of Jingyuan, lost face a while ago. After the Marquis' Mansion caught fire, he ran naked on the street and was attracted to him as a joke. He hid in his villa for more than ten days before returning to the palace. At this time, he said in a muffled voice: "I lost face last time and fainted at the Yaji Festival. He was attracted to him as a joke. He hid in the villa for several months and pretended to be a mystery. He sent Wei Yanke to promote him. He would be a famous scholar when he came back in the future. It was so ridiculous."

Wei Yi was displeased. The people in front of him had always had a very poor evaluation of Xu Zixian and were widely publicized, which made many people dislike Xu Zixian after hearing this, and had a great influence on Xu Zixian's connections, influence, and image.

These people are quite bad. In fact, the young generations of the Marquis' Mansions attacked Xu Zixian, and the older generations were not as good as the older generations. The young generations all came from the Marquis' Mansion. Jingyuan Marquis' Mansion was a Marquis of a different surname. Chen Jingfu should simply not like Xu Zixian. Lin Gongda of the Marquis' Mansion of Xinchang was a Marquis of the Kingdom of the Kingdom. Can he be favored by his sons and inherited the title for one or two generations? This is what every Marquis' Mansion of the Marquis' Mansion will work hard to do. The rules of the Marquis' Mansion of the Great Wei clan were eliminated for three generations, and those who have made meritorious with the state were renewed for two generations. What is meritorious with the state? Of course, it is not about fighting with the state, but about having a reputation and connections. After becoming an official, it is praised by the people. This is meritorious for the state.

Of course, such things must be operated, and the resources are quite limited. It is unlikely that the court will allow multiple clans to inherit one or two more generations in Fuzhou. Therefore, Xu Gongda's suppression and hostility towards Xu Zixian were not caused by no means.

"Forget it," Xu Ziwen smiled gently and said to everyone: "It is a good thing for Mingda to learn and improve well. We should encourage him. Even if he fails to learn, there are few royal dandy in the world."

"Xian Jun is right."

"It's just a playboy pretending to be ambitious. Brother Jun is still too pure."

"A playboy must know how to fight cocks and dogs, and then go to Zhangma. Is Xu Mingda good? It depends on the family background of the Nan'an Marquis Mansion?"

Xu Gongda's words were still full of maliciousness, but this time it was almost true. The Nan'an Marquis Mansion was really poor and the most embarrassing among the royal family was this family.

Everyone laughed. Wei Yi was in a bad mood, but when he remembered something, he scolded himself for being confused. He ordered the servant to go out to pick up a large bag of oranges and said, "Mingda specifically said that he was rare with his brothers. When autumn came, the oranges happened to be right. He specially bought a large bag and asked me to bring it back, and asked Gongda and Jingfu to both of them."

Everyone was dissatisfied, and Xu Ziwen smiled first and said, "Mingda is really shabby. He even named a pack of oranges. Of course, everyone has a share."

Xu Gongda sneered repeatedly, and would not accept Xu Zixian's kindness. Not only did he want to suppress Xu Zixian, but the princes of the other marquis families also suppressed them. No matter what, if there is a national marquis on Fujian Road who have the opportunity to inherit two more generations, it must be the marquis of Shin Chang's mansion.

However, everyone divided the oranges evenly. Xu Gongda seemed too stingy in public, and he seemed too stingy. He was also divided into many people. Now it was really hard to say more bad things about Xu Zixian. Each person divided them into several piles, fishing and eating oranges, or enjoying the withered and yellow leaves that were not swept out. Or went into the house to read books, play antiques, taste tea, play chess, and play double land. This is the so-called elegant collection. Everyone is very leisurely, and no one will occasionally have talent. The poems and essays written in this elegant collection are prepared in advance. Even if the works of whose works are famous in advance, it has been considered and argued in advance, and in the end, a few people are in charge of their own.

Having appeared in this elegant gathering several times, he became a famous scholar, and would be recognized by elders and teachers, appear in various important places, and have a reputation and connections.

Things in the officialdom are just like this.

If Xu Zixian was here, he would have sneered a few times and pointed out that the situation in the Great Wei Dynasty was similar to that in the late Ming Dynasty. The talented men in Jiangnan often gathered and praised each other. They became well-educated scholars in their twenties and were famous all over the world. In fact, even scholars may not be. Except for a few who have real talents, most of them are talented men who are praised. Of course, there must be talented people, but there are some so-called famous men who cannot pass the imperial examination by the age of 40 or 50, even if they are not even able to pass the imperial examination for more than ten times, and they are still a white-collar boy in their lives... The eight-legged scholar must confine people's thoughts and talents, but they are relatively fair and just. If a person's talent and learning cannot pass the imperial examination throughout his life, if he does not have the ambition to pass the imperial examination, as long as he fails to pass the imperial examination, he will not match his talent.

The elegant collections of the Great Wei Dynasty are nothing more than this.

Wei Yi barely dealt with it here for more than an hour, and said goodbye and left on the pretext of being busy with weekly affairs.

Xu Ziwen did not keep him either. Wei Yi was invited to make a name for himself in the Yaji Festival, but it was still early.

After Wei Yi left, he had a leisurely servant to greet him. The Wei family has been a gentry for generations, and his family is very rich. After going out, he saw that it was still early and he felt a little frustrated. Wei Yi said, "Go back to the hall."

Everyone followed, with the scorching sun shining along the way, and there were not many pedestrians on the road. After coming out of the quiet and elegant backyard of the Zhao Palace and walking on the royal family street, Wei Yi felt a lot for a while... The power was subtle. Just the daily living environment, even the Qi Palace in Fuzhou City was far from that of the Zhao Palace, and it was incomparable.

When leaving the palace, there were reporters from several newspapers hiding under the shade of trees to wait for news to see if there were any poems that made people shine in this episode of the elegant collection. If not, they could only compile some gossip news to satisfy the audience's curiosity about the powerful.

It's funny. Many people who read the literary version may not necessarily like reading poetry, songs, but are very interested in the interview lace. Wei Yi is quite surprised by this.

However, it would not be surprising if Xu Zixian was. People may not be interested in a serious article in later generations, but they are quite interested in the private lives of celebrities. If they are entertaining celebrities, family changes will be enough to become a nationally famous news.

Wei Yi was still limited by the times, and so was Fuzhou Weekly. If Xu Zi asked him to run it first, he would first hype a few literary editors, and then he would raise a team of paparazzi, stare at the movements of the powerful and wealthy in the city to interview gossip, write more gossip, and the sales of Guanbao newspapers increased significantly.

Wei Yi passed by Nan'an Marquis' Mansion and took a look. The gate of the Marquis' Mansion was not open, and there were two teeth on the side door hiding in the shade of trees to enjoy the cool air. The master was not in the mansion. They just kept guarding the gate, the ancestral hall and the warehouse where the imperial gifts were placed. They ignored everything else, so they looked extremely lazy.

Wei Yi sighed softly. Xu Zixian had a poor image in the mansion and had no reputation. Staying in the other courtyard was a temporary measure before. Now it seems quite wise. I just don’t know when my friend will return to Fuzhou and return to the Marquis’ Mansion’s mansion?

In Fuzhou City, undercurrents and power struggles are becoming more and more serious. Wei Yi is thinking that his friends will come back soon, but he is also quite worried: In the eyes of those scheming calculators, a young man like Xu Zixian can be able to take a mouthful of his mouth and save even the effort of chewing?

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Chapter completed!