Chapter 283: Kite-Initiated Industries

Chen Shiyi and Fu Da looked at each other.

"It's been two years since the incident. Could it be that the second oldest among the three has been supporting that Gu Luo man for these two years?"

Shen Wuyang nodded.

"That must be the case. Otherwise, how could the Gu Luo people hide here without anyone noticing their whereabouts? And as soon as Uncle Nine died, they couldn't wait to take over the sea salt land. I guess it was the idea of ​​the Gu Luo people."

Chen Shiyi agreed.

"The people of Gu Luo are cunning by nature. They like to start wars and seize other countries' territories. This person has lived in Daye for so long, and there is no telling how many secrets of Daye he has discovered. Maybe there are more than one person staying here. You must investigate carefully. If you really don't have enough manpower, remember to find the captain directly."

"Shen Wuyang, remember, this person cannot be kept, lest there be endless trouble in the future."

Chen Shiyi said to Fu Da who was standing beside him.

"Help Shen Wuyang to kill these people. I have to go to Qingzhou for a while. When you are done, come to Qingzhou to find me."

"What are you going to Qingzhou for?"

"There is a great scholar in Qingzhou, famous all over the world. I went to visit him and wanted to ask him to be the principal of my new academy."

Fu Da was very puzzled.

"You run a school and make paper and ink. What exactly are you doing?"

“It can help more people learn to read and write, and distinguish right from wrong.”

Shen Wuyang interrupted with a smile.

"Wow, you have such great ambitions. I can read and I have read some of the Four Books and Five Classics. I will be your teacher in the future."

"don't want."

"Why?"

"Teaching is not something that anyone can do. First of all, you need to have a good character. If you don't have that, you should first improve your moral character."

Shen Wuyang rolled his dead eyes.

"You are becoming more and more eloquent in your insults nowadays."

Chen Shiyi replied expressionlessly.

"Thank you."

Qingzhou is a prosperous place, with a misty and rainy feel like the south of the Yangtze River.

When Chen Shiyi arrived in Qingzhou, it was August.

Wancheng in Qingzhou is graceful and peaceful. A river flows through the city. An old boatman, wearing a straw raincoat, slowly rows the boat, sings a few romantic tunes, and leisurely passes through the bridge tunnel.

She was dressed in green, with a green jade hairpin in her hair. She held an umbrella handle, a sky-blue oil-paper umbrella. The handle of the umbrella slid in the rain and fell onto the bluestone floor along with strands of rain.

A gust of autumn wind blew past, ruffling her robe, making her dance like willows and waving flags, as if she were startled and floating like a fairy.

Jing Ran also held an umbrella and stood not far from Chen Shiyi.

He looked at her quietly for a while, then walked up and spoke.

"Boss, don't be obsessed with beauty. It's raining and cold. The house we live in is in Taoyuan Lane."

Chen Shiyi turned and smiled at Jingran.

"Mr. Situ Yu really knows how to choose a place. Living in this leisurely little town is truly a great blessing in the world."

There was an osmanthus tree planted in the courtyard of Luoying Garden where Chen Shiyi lived. She arrived at the right time. The fragrance of the osmanthus filled the entire house, making her feel relaxed and happy.

She spread a white cloth under the osmanthus tree, took a long bamboo pole, knocked the osmanthus flowers down, collected half a bag, took a winnowing basket to dry them in the sun. After drying, she got dry osmanthus flowers, which could be used to make osmanthus tea and steamed osmanthus cakes.

She now lives at the foot of Fengming Mountain for the man on Fengming Mountain.

The news that Jing Ran found out.

Situ Yu is in his forties and has a five-year-old son. He is well-versed in history and modern knowledge, well-read, and eloquent. He was once a disciple of Emperor Taizu, together with the current Taifu Zhang. The two had disputes over their views. During his school years, he had debated with many scholars and became famous all over the world with his own efforts.

He is a gentleman admired by students today. He once worked in the Hanlin Academy with Tutor Zhang. Logically, he should have had a bright future, but for some reason, he resigned from his official position and became an idle person.

But there was an endless stream of students coming to him to learn and answer their questions. Later, in order to avoid being disturbed, he lived on Fengming Mountain, built a mountain village, and isolated himself from the world.

Chen Shiyi thought that it would be difficult to invite such a person to be the principal of her college.

Jingran was the most capable person in handling the matter. He had already found a location for the academy in Wancheng, which was in a villa called Wangyue, opposite Fengming Mountain.

The previous owner of Wangyue Villa was a wealthy local family. Later, a cousin of his family got an official position and went there to do business. Wangyue Villa has been put up for sale, but because the price was a bit high, no one in the small county town was interested.

"It will take another two months to repair it."

Chen Shiyi nodded to show that he understood.

"Did you find out what he likes?"

Jingran shook his head.

"no."

"No? Did he never have a hobby, or did he not find out?"

Jing Ran lifted up his sleeve pocket and took out a book.

"What is this?"

"A student wanted to visit Mr. Situ Yu, but he failed every time. Later, he compiled this book, "Ninety-nine Times of Failed in Seeking to See Mr. Situ Yu", and put it on sale in bookstores. Unexpectedly, it was sold out immediately. I bought this book from someone else at a high price."

Chen Shiyi was surprised and found it interesting.

"Mr. Situ Yu is really hard to approach, but this scholar is quite interesting. You can find him later. I want to see what kind of magical person he is."

"OK."

Chen Shiyi was flipping through a book carefully in Luoying Garden, sometimes with his eyes slightly closed, thinking about how to meet this great scholar whom he had only heard of but never seen.

A swallow flew past the window.

Chen Shiyi's eyes rolled and he got it. He pretended to be flying a kite, and then the kite's string broke and fell into Situ Yu's yard in Fengming Mountain. He used this excuse to go in and pick up the kite. As long as he entered the yard, everything else would be easy.

Do it when you think of it.

She bought a kite and headed straight for Fengming Mountain.

Although there were many trees on the mountain, she finally managed to fly the kite into Situ Yu's yard.

When she went to the gate with joy to get her kite back, she was stunned to see the endless queues of people.

A scholar in blue clothes next to her said.

"Young Master, are you here to look for the kite as well?"

Chen Shiyi blinked.

"How do you know?"

The scholar in blue pointed at the row in front of him and said with a smile.

"They all dropped their kites into Mr. Situ's yard and were lining up to pick them up, but it was no use. The servants picked up the kites and they claimed them themselves."

"If that's the case, why are people still lining up?"

The scholar told Chen Shiyi secretly.

"In the beginning, someone did use this method to meet Mr. Situ once."

"oh…"

Chen Shiyi understood.

There were too many people lining up. On both sides of the line, there were people selling tea, roasted chestnuts, steamed cakes...

I never thought that this could be turned into an industry. It really shows that people’s faith cannot be underestimated.

The blue-clothed scholar at the side whispered something to Chen Shiyi.

"Sir, if you want to see Mr. Situ, I have a way."