After the Yansheng Gong Mansion forged 157 sword-learning instruments, the title was maintained at around 150 people. However, if someone died, the learning sword was taken back and a new title was given. Because of this, the academic title became a scarce item.

Many scholars are proud to be able to wear sword learning throughout their lives, but unfortunately, there are very few people who can learn sword learning, and it is even rarer to distribute it to various countries.

At this time, Chen Kaizhi nodded to Zheng Hong and said, "Thank you for the reminder."

Zheng Hong looked at Chen Kaizhi and felt envious. It was so great that he was a junior at such a young age. Although he was in Qufu, it was not easy for him to become a junior. This was his goal in this life, but he easily got it.

Why……

Although Zheng Hong was always envious, this envy only stayed in his mind for a moment, and he continued to say business.

"In addition, according to the provisions of the Yansheng Gong Mansion, anyone with a student status should take it as his responsibility to be widely accepted by his disciples. When Confucius was still alive, there were 3,000 disciples, which is a model. Mr. Chen Zi was still young, and the Gong Mansion did not ask you to accept disciples, but if you have the chance, you can give it a try."

Chen Kaizhi knew this...but he had a scholar's title and had the obligation to recruit disciples. All those who had scholar's title were the model of Xinglin established by Yansheng Gong's Mansion. Since it was a model, the responsibility of advocating education was inevitable.

Chen Kaizhi smiled faintly and said, "Students do their best."

Zheng Hong smiled and reminded: "Mr. Chen Zi should not be a student as a humble student. From then on, he will be Mr. Chen Zi's mentor, master, or a relative of heaven and earth. Mr. Chen Zi can call me."

Chen Kaizhi smiled and said, "Students are used to it, so I'm afraid they can't change it."

Zheng Hong did not continue to say anything. When he arrived at the palace gate, he said goodbye to Chen Kaizhi. Chen Kaizhi waited for Deng Jian and went home together.

Zheng Hong just watched Chen Kaizhi leave, and his mood was in a complicated state, but someone said behind him: "Senior Brother Zheng."

Zheng Hong looked back and saw that it was Li Wenbin.

Li Wenbin's performance today really disappointed Zheng Hong. He felt that the face of Yan Shenggong Mansion was thrown away, so he just said calmly: "Oh, what are the instructions for junior brother?"

In his tone, he couldn't help but feel distant.

How could Li Wenbin not feel this change? But he smiled and said, "Didn't you make an appointment early? You want to have a look at the style of Luoyang with Senior Brother Zheng."

Zheng Hong said lightly: "I thank my junior for your kindness. I still need to go back to Qufu to report immediately."

Li Wenbin felt very uncomfortable. Even so, he still had a smile on his face: "Why are Senior Brother Zheng so anxious to go back? Alas, you and I are in the same sect. Chen Kaizhi... Alas... Do you see that he humiliated me like this? To be honest, I am so miserable. It's really unimaginable that Chen Kaizhi is so virtuous that he can make Yan Shenggong favor him like this."

Zheng Hong, however, looked stern and said word by word: "How dare I slander Yan Shenggong?"

Li Wenbin hurriedly looked solemnly and said, "I dare not, it's just this Chen Kaizhi..." His eyes flashed, and then he said, "Since my senior brother is in a hurry to report, I dare to ask, will Chen Kaizhi report this filthy book in Wenlou today? "

If this stone story is said to be filthy, it is actually a bit over, but in this era, it is not correct to say that it is not serious.

If Li Wenbin was a literati who was a literati who was a wise man, so he competed with Chen Kaizhi everywhere, then now, Li Wenbin hated Chen Kaizhi to the core.

Thinking of Chen Kaizhi in Wenlou, in front of so many people, when talking about Grandma Li's scene, it was like pointing at his nose and scolding him, which caused laughter in the hall. He lost all his face, so he naturally refused to give up easily.

Zheng Hong's eyes flashed with complexity, but hesitated.

Li Wenbin narrowed his eyes and said, "Senior brother is leaving, I will leave tomorrow. Today, you and my brothers gather together well and don't return without getting drunk. As for the matter of reporting, what's the problem? It's just a fact that the report is reported. Let's go to Tianxianglou."

Zheng Hong hesitated for a moment, but Li Wenbin was already pulling him away diligently.

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In a bedroom in this harem, it was quiet. At this time, it was getting late and the empress dowager had already finished sleeping.

In this dragon and phoenix tent, she was covered with only a thin fur, making even snoring sounds.

Zhang Jing carefully lifted the tent and gently tucked the quilt for the Empress Dowager. Suddenly, the Empress Dowager's hand grabbed Zhang Jing's wrist like lightning, and made Zhang Jing uuu: "Empress, you are a slave."

call……

It seemed that the Empress Dowager could breathe a sigh of relief after seeing clearly that the person coming was Zhang Jing.

She frowned slightly, slowly sat up with her body, but she still leaned against the soft cushion behind her and said softly: "You are on duty tonight?"

"Yes." Zhang Jing breathed a sigh of relief and continued: "What's wrong with Empress today?"

Usually at night, there are eunuchs who accompany him to serve him, but they are not like today. When he thought of the empress holding his wrist with a little fear, he could even feel the trembling on the empress's body, which made Zhang Jing feel a little worried.

The empress dowager slightly raised her eyebrows, shook her head at Zhang Jing, and said, "It's okay, I just had a dream, in the dream..."

Although the Empress Dowager said this, in this bedroom, only a faint candle was lit, shading her slightly confused eyes, which still made Zhang Jingmin feel her faint unusualness.

The Empress Dowager paused for a moment before saying quietly: "The Ai family dreamed that King Zhao discovered the identity of the emperor. Alas... it must be that the Ai family was worried too much. The emperor is a very smart person and will not let himself in danger easily. Do you know that he had a scholar at a young age and his articles were even listed on the earth. What a great fortune."

Speaking of this, the Empress Dowager couldn't help but feel relieved and happy: "There are so many people in the world, not to mention that they are on the list of Heaven and Man, and they are even more foolish to get the title of the Yansheng Gong Mansion, but the prince of the Ai family seemed to have the help of gods. It's just..."

Behind this joy, there was an incomparable regret: "But the Stone Record that the Emperor told today seemed to be specifically told to the Ai family, the Stone Record, the Stone Record, was he saying that his life experience was just a pitiful stone that no one cares about? Yes, he must have blamed me and this mother for not being able to protect him at the beginning, and the Ai family did not dare to recognize him now, and... The Jia Baoyu in the book is like a person in heaven, quite similar to him. He told this story, he must have hoped to have a mother like Jia Mu."

The empress dowager thought deeper and deeper, worried about gains and losses, and her heart felt like she was blocked by a big rock, which made her feel very uncomfortable. After sighing deeply in her heart, she frowned and looked at Zhang Jing under the candlelight, and then asked seriously: "Have you copied all the things I have said today?"

Zhang Jing hurriedly said: "According to the usual practice, every word and deed that Zhu said needs to be recorded."

"Please sort out that story and send it to Ai's family tomorrow. Ai's family... I feel so relieved. Looking at him, I hope he can continue to worry-free for the rest of his life like he is now. But sometimes, his heart is like a knife, and he feels that it is too lonely to let him be alone. But what can Ai's family do? Ai's family still needs to shoulder all their responsibilities now. Do you know the thorns? There are thorns on the thorns. Ai's family cannot hand a thorn in the hands of the emperor. What Ai's family needs to do is to cut the thorns one by one, and then put it in his hands intact. If Ai's family becomes, they can recognize him and make him succeed to the throne. In this way, it can comfort the spirit of the late emperor in heaven, but if Ai's family is defeated..."

Speaking of this, the Queen Mother trembled slightly, her hands tightly clasped together, and the blue veins on the back of her hands burst out faintly, which was particularly clear under the candlelight.

She knew that since someone took away the emperor thirteen years ago, a conspiracy was brewing.

This conspiracy has been planned for thirteen years. Although she knew that it was King Zhao, who were the ones standing with King Zhao?

She couldn't think about it deeply, but she still said with relief: "Even if it was defeated, it didn't matter, because no one knew the identity of the emperor. Then let him live freely in this world. If the sky fell, it would only be burying the Ai family. As long as he could live well, the Ai family would die with peace of mind."

Zhang Jingshen glanced at the Queen Mother and lowered his voice and said, "There are still slaves."

The Queen Mother glanced at Zhang Jing, couldn't help but smile and said, "Yes, there are you, and there are still many people, the Ai family, you, and many people. In the future, we will mainly welcome the emperor into the palace, or we will die without a place to bury it."

After saying that, she closed her eyes and smiled sadly. When her eyes opened, her eyes became brighter: "This is the future. Now, the Ai family has been thinking about what the story behind the Stone Record is. Speaking of which, I still want to continue listening to it."

Zhang Jing knew that the Empress Dowager just wanted to make herself more relaxed. There were so many unpredictable things in the supreme palace and temple, even the Empress Dowager could not be very sure.

He knew the Queen Mother and said, "Then let the servant ask someone to ask His Highness to write this story together and send it to the palace?"

The empress dowager shook her head. The woman who was less than thirty years old was caught off guard and showed her playful look at Zhang Jing, saying with all her eyes: "Ai family, listen slowly!"

"Yes, the slave has surrendered, it's already late at night, and it's time for the Empress to rest soon."

Zhang Jing responded respectfully and served the queen mother to sleep again. Then he tiptoed out of the bedroom quietly.

The wind outside is very strong. Although it is almost summer, it still has the coolness of early spring at night.

Zhang Jing stood under the colorful corridor outside the bedroom, staring at the swaying palace lanterns floating in the distance, and the faint light emitted from the night fog was like ghost fire.

Zhang Jing's mind seemed to have all the consciousnesses empty.
Chapter completed!