Chapter 97: The Princess's Residence Must Have a Banquet
Come out from Songhe Hall.
Xie Lingxi went to the Pedestrian Department. The government wanted to see him.
Jiang Rong plans to go to Wanjuan Study to set up a trap for the eldest princess's son...
"Where is sister-in-law going?" Xie Ruojiao asked.
"Ten Thousand Volumes Study."
"I have also read "Qian Qiu". I really admire Senior Qian Qiu. His articles are really good! Can I go with him? I haven't been there yet." Xie Ruojiao asked curiously.
Jiang Rong agreed, "Okay! But I have to do something first, I'll let Qiu Niang take you around."
"Okay!" Xie Ruojiao was very well-behaved.
So the aunt and sister-in-law went to Wanjuan Study together.
Jiang Rong handed Xie Ruojiao to Qiu Niang and went straight to the bamboo room on the third floor.
This was the place where Jiang Rong taught Song Heng and Chi Moyan last time. Since then, this place has become their school.
Chi Moyan would come here early every morning to study hard.
When Song Heng had free time from compiling essays, he came here to discuss current affairs with Chi Moyan.
At this time, Chi Moyan was the only one in the room.
"Greetings, Princess!" Chi Moyan bowed to Jiang Rong and picked up the teacup:
"Teacher, please have some tea."
Jiang Rong took the teacup, sat down in front of him, picked up the article he wrote and flipped through it:
"It's well written. It will definitely rank among the top in the provincial examination."
"Thank you for teaching me MLZL!"
"I want to plot to kill someone." Jiang Rong looked at him with a calm look in his eyes:
"I need you to do something for me. Are you willing?"
Chi Moyan immediately said, "That's exactly what I wish for!"
"Princess Anyang's son, Dong Zefei, cheated in the provincial examination last year and ranked third. But time has passed and the evidence is gone..." Jiang Rong said slowly:
"So, I'm going to force him to make a desperate move and lose his composure."
"I want you to challenge the top five candidates in the provincial examinations in Jiangbei, Jiangnan, and Beijing last year, who are currently in Beijing..."
Among these fifteen people, half of them passed the imperial examination and were awarded official titles, so they are not included among them.
Some of them studied behind closed doors far away in their hometown.
However, there were also some people who failed the imperial examination but still did not leave the capital to prepare for the next imperial examination.
All in all, there were only four people, one of whom was Dong Zefei.
"You need to be more arrogant and provoke them to debate with you... and the cheater will definitely not dare to show up. He will find excuses not to come, but that's okay. I just want him not to come." Jiang Rong's eyes were cold.
She was dormant before because she had no chance.
As long as she gets the chance, the Princess's Mansion must have a feast!
"I've read their articles. They're slightly inferior to yours..." Jiang Rong looked at him with a bright smile:
"You've improved a lot recently, so you should be able to win. But it doesn't matter if we draw or lose a few games... With your talent, you will definitely gain something by sparring with these opponents."
Chi Moyan bowed, "Moyan will do his best."
He said he would try his best, but what he was thinking in his heart was how could he lose face for the Crown Prince's Consort.
He can't lose a single game!
Tonight, studying all night again!
And the Princess's Mansion...
He is the enemy of the Crown Prince's Consort.
Write it down in a little notebook to remember grudges.
…
Xie Ruojiao wandered around accompanied by Qiu Niang, and found everything new to her.
"Who is Senior Qianqiu? Do you know?" Xie Ruojiao asked.
Qiu Niang bowed and said, "It is impossible to say."
"Oh... I'm just curious. I've been following your collection of essays "Qianqiu". When will the third volume be published? I can't wait!" Xie Ruojiao urged for the manuscript.
Qiu Niang smiled and said, "The second volume should be finished soon. Once the first volume is delivered by the senior, it can be printed..."
"Oh, your second volume is also quite interesting... I am most interested in the eight brothel's courtesan competition. You must continue writing about this. I am curious about who will win!"
As they were talking, they heard an argument.
It came from the library on the second floor.
"Xiao Song, the backer behind this Jinxiu Cloth Shop is the Left Vice Minister of the Ministry of Revenue. I know that you also wrote an essay about Zhou Hongyang's revenge... But that was the order of the Crown Prince's Consort. You were just following orders. It doesn't count..."
"But you revealed these things about Jinxiu Cloth Shop... you have really offended the Minister of Revenue! Xiao Song, although we used pseudonyms when writing, everyone knows that there are only you and me in this study... Isn't it easy to find out?"
"Listen to the advice from the seniors. This article cannot be included in the next volume." Mr. Zhou, the old scholar, advised.
Song Heng was furious. "No! The poisonous cloth used by Jinxiu Cloth Shop has harmed countless people. I must make this known to the public so that the uninformed people will not be harmed."
He went to the capital to inquire about the news, and one of the pieces of news was that the dye used by Jinxiu Cloth Shop had problems, causing many people who bought the cloth to become seriously ill.
but……
Because behind this cloth shop is the Minister’s residence.
The people dared not fight against the officials and could only swallow their anger.
When Song Heng saw the news, he was so angry that he immediately wrote an impassioned article criticizing Jinxiu Cloth Shop.
He hoped that once the matter became a big deal, the government would have to step in to deal with it.
Who knows, maybe it can give justice to the people.
"You are young. If you offend people like this...you won't live long!" Old Scholar Zhou shook his head repeatedly.
A female voice came from outside the door, "I think Song Heng did the right thing. He should write it down so that everyone knows!"
They both turned back.
At the entrance of the library, a girl in a colorful dress appeared. She was pretty, but her eyes were full of anger.
Qiu Niang said, "This is the second young lady of the Northern Prince's Mansion."
Zhou Laoxiucai was shocked and bowed in panic, "Second Miss is right! This Jinxiu Villa has harmed countless people and deserves death!"
No matter what he thinks in his heart, the old scholar's philosophy of life is that what the adults say is right!
Xie Ruojiao looked at him in confusion. You clearly didn't say that just now!
But she didn't care and walked straight to Song Heng:
“Can you show me the article?”
Song Heng picked up the rice paper on the table and handed it to her.
Xie Ruojiao's eyes fell on the article, her eyes bright. Song Heng's words were full of pearls, and he wrote them without any ambiguity, like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath.
She was not very good at studying since she was young, but precisely because of this she has always admired those talented people.
In the past, she only thought those articles were gorgeous and beautiful.
Now, as she read this article, she felt for the first time that words are not only beautiful, but also sharp and shocking.
"It's so well written!" Xie Ruojiao looked at Song Heng, her eyes sparkling with admiration:
"Song Heng, you are amazing!"
Song Heng lowered his eyes, "Second Miss, you are too kind. It's just something insignificant."
A gentleman should read books to save the world and benefit the people.
Song Heng followed this path throughout his life, pleading for the people, not fearing the powerful, and not sparing his life.
This is true when you are a commoner, and it is also true when you are in a high position.
Solid as a rock, with the original intention unchanged.
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