Cao Qing moved, moved to the front of Manager Yan, and urged Manager Yan with his feet. Don’t sit down. Boss, you can untie my rope first!

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Manager Yan stood up, untied his rope, opened the door, and wanted to report the case. The students ignored him and rushed in one go, staring at each other, and stopped talking. The Zheng family's articles were well written, especially the comments on some classics, which gave him great inspiration. But why were they stolen again?

Zheng Lang was also alarmed and ran to the front.

All the students have admired him for a long time, and they all came up to say hello to him. The main reason is that Zheng Lang was very gentle in treating others, politely making noises, and then looked at the walls and sweating on his head. Even if he was fast, it was not easy. It took him more than ten days to write.

If you steal like this, you won’t be able to keep up with your speed if you don’t do anything else! Could it be that these words have been made to let Manager Yan use ten guards?

Who is this?

I was so angry that I couldn't help but laugh. The same was true for other candidates. I just stole it once, but I actually stole it twice. This thief...

Zheng Lang turned his head and asked Cao Qing: "Sir Cao, what's going on?"

"Zheng Jieyuan, I don't know either. In the middle of the night yesterday, I went to the toilet. I just opened the back door and my head suddenly banged and I didn't know anything. When I woke up, I found that I was back here and I was just tied up." Cao Qing said, covering his head with his hands. I just found out that I had been hit by a big bag with some blunt weapon on my head, which hurt so much.

All of them are answers.

Zheng Lang said again: "Think about it, are there any other clues?"

"Zheng Jieyuan, I remembered it. The moment I fainted, I smelled a scent of mutton."

They looked at each other. Could it be that these thieves were so brave that they sat at the back door swaying and gnawing on roasted lamb while preparing to start? They were all talking. After a while, Cheng Lin brought people over and asked, but they didn't ask anything, but the yamen runners saw a detailed look. There were many people coming from the house and they couldn't see anything. But there were traces of climbing on the courtyard wall. I don't know who did it, but I could judge the crime process, about two or three people. Because the front door was closed, I climbed from the courtyard wall to the inn and then disappeared behind the house. There were also many huāhuā trees and bushes, and the weather was cold, hidden inside. As long as there were not many people, it was difficult for anyone to notice.

Cao Qing went to the toilet and had a rare opportunity. He knocked Cao Qing unconscious with a weapon. He carried it into the house and calmly took away the manuscript.

The only clue is the smell of mutton. After thinking about it for more than a day, I finally figured out that it is not the smell of mutton, but the frequent eating of meat. There is a smell of smell. Some people are whimsical and say, "Can they be sent by the little Khitan emperor?"

This statement is really an answer.

The two countries have been peaceful for a long time, and the people have visited each other frequently. The little emperor of the Liao Kingdom is similar to the little emperor of the Song Dynasty. He likes calligraphy and painting and is good at poetry. But the little emperor is good at Feibai's calligraphy, and he is good at painting, especially painting goose. After the two emperors heard that each other was interested in each other, the little emperor of Liao Kingdom drew a goose and gave it to Zhao Zhen. Zhao Zhen deliberately answered it in Feibai's style. It was passed down as a good story among the people. But the little emperor of Liao Kingdom also loves calligraphy.

He wanted to steal this word and send a few masters, it would be no problem.

And the Khitans were about to send an envoy, Mrs. He, the old lady, to take away the manuscript after returning. Which Song Dynasty official dared to check their luggage?

Cheng Lin was dizzy when she said to them and said, "Go, go, don't mess around."

A theft case actually touched the little emperor of Liao, and then pulled it to the Jade Emperor. He turned his head to look at Zheng Lang and Manager Yan, and said, "This word is not suitable for putting it here."

Zheng Lang kept writing and wanted to change the font. He himself was a knowledgeable person and knew how difficult it was to change the style of calligraphy. If he wrote or stole it, Zheng Lang would not take any scientific examinations.

Although Manager Yan couldn't bear to let it go, he had to nod and said, "Yes, yes, it's all up to the prefect's arrangement."

"After writing that word was written, a teacher gave it a copy on the wall of Xiangguo Temple. If someone has a hobby, he can copy it with his heart. This way, the style is

o It will naturally calm down.”

"The young son listened to the orders of the prefect." Zheng Lang said.

But this matter was not over. As soon as Cheng Lin returned to Kaifeng Yai, he was called to the inner palace by the old lady. You are so kind, he asked directly: "Why has a thief not been arrested yet? This is the capital city, under the feet of the emperor! Xiao Shi, the governor of Fengxian Army of Khitan, and Zhang Tuibao, the young minister of the Shaofu, are about to arrive in the capital. Do you want the Khitans to make a joke?"

"Qi reported to the Empress Dowager, the minister has investigated this case for a long time and has no clue. Now that the capital is full of sons, it will cause an uproar if the troops mobilize a large number of troops. Besides, the price of the Zheng family's name is also inflated. It is not possible to mobilize a large number of troops. This is a serious matter."

"Is this a reason?"

"I have limited abilities, so I wait for the Queen Mother to deal with it." There is no reason. I dereliction of duty. The old lady wanted to do something, so she had to let her do it. Anyway, she had already prepared.

"Don't find out this case for the Ai family." The old lady was silent for a while, and actually let Cheng Lin go, but her tone was very unhappy.

"Here" Cheng Lin left the palace, wishing she could immediately catch these thieves and then turn them into ashes.

...

This incident became a joke in the capital, and many ordinary people were speculating about who did it.

Jiang Xing'er was also guessing, blinking her beautiful big eyes and asked, "Is it really done by the little Khitan emperor?"

"What are you talking nonsense?" Zheng Lang smiled.

It is possible that the thief is a northerner who often eats meat and fish, and only then does he exud a smell of odor, which is what later generations call body odor. But it may not be necessary. Some people don’t often eat meat and fish, and there are body odors. Besides, Cao Qing didn’t even see a few people participating, so he made people faint. How could he conclude that it was made by the Khitans?

That little emperor seems to be more miserable than the little emperor of the Song Dynasty. Are you in the mood to think of his own words?

Most of theft is for money.

Not to mention two thousand gold, even five hundred gold, it is worth taking a risk.

I don’t know how much my character is worth when I copy it behind the walls of Xiangguo Temple.

These thieves must be disappointed by then, right?

The incident made him feel a little confused. He left the inn the next day and signed up at the Ministry of Rites.

It is a necessary procedure, even though I know that next year's provincial examination will definitely give me a dog head.

Then I came to Liu Chu's mansion and visited him once.

After talking to Director Liu for a while, Director Liu sent him away with satisfaction. Then he came to Feng Yuan's mansion.

It may not be Feng Yuan, but it must be a super scholar, such as Sun Shi. He is now the most famous scholar. Unfortunately, he retired and returned to Bozhou. Jia Tong died. His student Liu Yan was also very accomplished in Confucianism, but he was in Rencheng, and was beyond the reach of the whip. Gaobian Zhiliao Guangji Army was also in Shandong and could not go. There was also Sun Fu from Shandong who did not become a Jinshi, so he hid in Mount Tai to teach a book. Therefore, Zheng Lang felt unhappy in his heart and never dared to say that he would definitely pass the provincial exam. He really had a certain amount of luck. For example, Sun Fu. Is his talent poor?

And some other candidates have profound attainments in Confucianism, but because of this or that, Zheng Lang did not choose.

Then there is only one Feng Yuan left.

And Feng Yuan will play a better role as a candidate.

It became colder, and the whistling northwest wind blew at the end of the three days, making the yellow clouds and horses in the sky scare the snakes away, extremely bleak.

But Zheng Lang was moving quickly. Although Cheng Lin was anxious to ask for words, Zheng Lang didn't care. Otherwise, the old lady would have to make trouble immediately. She would have to make trouble with Confucianism for a while. It would be a bit bad.

He said to Bo Song: "Go to Feng Jiashu's house?"

The surname is Feng, and he is the only one in the world. Jiang Xinger's beautiful eyes lit up and said in surprise: "Zheng Lang, are you going to exchange words again?"

The emperor's teacher. Can his handwriting be ugly?

"You also need to communicate. Do you think it's not too much trouble?" Even if you communicate, you won't choose Feng Yuan. His calligraphy may be well written, but it is not of great value to your reference. Zheng Lang suddenly thought of Cui Xian's words again. In some aspects, she said it very reasonably. Is it a bit too much for her maid to bring those words?

"Then Zheng Lang goes to his mansion..."

"I have some problems in Confucianism, but I didn't understand it. His mastery of the classics was beyond the world, and few people could match it, so I went to visit him."

"Listen to the scriptures" Jiang Xing'er's interest immediately reduced by half.

It’s not about preaching the scriptures, but Zheng Lang can still become famous. This is about listening to other people’s scriptures.

But that's not the case?

Feng Yuan happened to be on duty. When he heard that the Zheng family came to ask for a visit, he immediately opened the middle door and greeted him in person.

Zheng Lang gave a deep bow and said, "How dare the young man."

It would be amazing if the middle door was half opened. I would come out to greet him in person, and I would probably not be able to bear it.

But Feng Yuan knew in his heart how important this son was in the heart of the little emperor. Not only was he talented, but there were many people in the Song Dynasty, mainly because he was the law he mentioned, which was deeply appreciated by the emperor's heart and his backbone spirit. This was the case. After the word was understood, the edge interpretation in the word was weakened.

Such a person is the body of a minister.

This is how he and the little emperor saw it. The fact is a bit biased... The fact is that Zheng Lang's style is dispersed. Has Zheng Lang ever thought about it?

"Don't be humble. I have heard of some of your deeds and liked them very much. I even learned from you from my son." Feng Yuan had no son and used his brother as his adopted son. The one who said that he was the nephew.

Zheng Lang raised his head and looked at an old man with a rectangular face. He was almost sixty years old. He looked very elegant, which was the inner beauty. Moreover, this person's sympathy was very generous. The more he was like this, the more apologized Zheng Lang felt.

But there is even more tension.

This person is one of the top scholars of the Song Dynasty. He started reading the "Book of Changes" at the age of seven. Did he show off his skills? He said, "Where can you dare?"

Feng Yuan smiled, he wasn't crazy either. He was a little proud, but he was not overly proud. He asked curiously: "Why did you visit me?"

The characters are not long for me, and the paintings are not long for me. I play the piano a little, but I can never take it out. If I "go through the back door", this guy will not despise it at all.

"I just encountered some difficulties in Confucianism. I would like to ask Feng Jiashi for advice." Zheng Lang clasped his fists and raised his sleeves again and gave a deep bow.

"Okay, but don't say that kindness and righteousness, some of them haven't thought it through now." Feng Yuan said this, and it became funny. The kindness and righteousness of this god-like horse made him suffer for a long time, but in the end he didn't come up with the answer. Not only him, but Sun Shi was also stumped. When he retired and left the capital, he said something, "Who has an accurate answer, don't forget, write a letter to notify me."

But Lao Feng didn't know his troubles would come soon...
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