Write and scribble on paper.
A collection of detective stories?
Suddenly I had a feeling.
A man wearing a soft-brimmed turban.
A cold rebuke!
The demeanor was calm and composed.
A strong sense of official authority emanated from him.
May I have your name?
Who are you from?
What do you do for a living?
What business is it of going to Youzhou?
He roared and pointed at him: "Tell me the truth!"
It was a government office.
Standing below was a chubby, round, and fat man, with a calm demeanor and a smile, who said:
I am from Bingzhou.
He was appointed as the Chancellor of the Phoenix Pavilion and the Oriole Terrace.
He was appointed as the Grand Commander of Youzhou.
By imperial decree, he was appointed to oversee all military and political affairs in Youzhou.
As the burly man continued to speak, the official sitting upright in the chair, his face as withered as tree bark, suddenly changed color, his lips opening and closing...
...
Shuiyunjian and Suifengsan were looking at the notices posted at the storytelling seminar in the study.
indignant.
"This is infuriating! I thought Mr. Qingyun was just a bit arrogant and had no problems as a person."
Looking back now, this person was truly shameless, resorting to such despicable tactics to boost the sales of his storybooks.
"Slandering Mr. Liaozhai."
Sui Fengsan shook his head and said, "Mr. Qingyun has been famous in Lu Shang for many years, and his reputation has been built up over decades. There are still many people who like him."
And it's normal for someone to become a little carried away when they're showered with praise.
Shuiyunjian: "That guy practically vilified Mr. Liaozhai to the core, and even won over a bunch of scholars."
Scattered with the wind: "The rumors about Mr. Liaozhai's talent almost overshadowed his brilliance, and he was apprehended."
And... as far as I know, there are quite a few books written by great Confucian scholars in Qingping Study.
Such as Instructor Xu's "An Introduction to Poetry and Lyrics" and "Walking Path," etc...
Perhaps everyone will flock to read some leisure books.
If it were any other case, it wouldn't be a big deal.
But you're too good!
Shui Yunjian said in a deep voice, "Old Sui, come with me. Do you dare to join me in criticizing Mr. Qingyun? No... he is not worthy of the title 'Mr.'"
Jealousy of the talented and capable!
This time, I'm prepared to expose the true face of Qingyunlou and those so-called morally superiors.
"Do you dare?"
Scattered by the wind, hesitant and uncertain.
“I can understand your anger towards Qingyun Tower, but it’s inappropriate for the county school’s instructor, Xu, and other teachers.”
Shuiyunjian glanced at the other party and saw that although he earned a decent living by writing stories, it wasn't bad.
However, the other person's blue robe was washed until it was almost white, and it was unclear how long he had been wearing it.
Shui Yunjian smiled calmly: "That works too."
But I can't do that. What's the point of living if you always have to give in and back down?
...
Qingping Study.
Boss Han smiled and said, "Brother Feng, this time, I want to see how Fu Lun will get through this."
We've stood up now; not only has Instructor Xu of the county school stood up.
Even the teachers of the prefectural school joined him in the campaign against Mr. Liaozhai.
In my opinion, this person is about to die young…
Mr. Feng shook his head and said, "What a pity. Mr. Liaozhai must have been a writer who achieved great things late in life. A person like him would definitely leave a mark on the long river of history."
Was it really killed off like that?
Mr. Han smiled and said, "Those who know when to yield are the heroes. There is no shortage of talented people in this world."
Why do so many talented individuals disappear from the public eye within a year or two after initially gaining recognition?
"I think that if this person can surrender and apologize to Instructor Xu and others, and become a supporting character, he will be able to compete for scraps among the crowd in the future."
Or perhaps he is upright and honest, and manages to outlast Instructor Xu at the county school; he might still have a chance to rise in the future.
That concludes my third attempt.
Switch to another career.
Mr. Feng sighed, "That's impossible. I know that Professor Xu's book, 'An Introduction to Poetry,' has had low sales these past few months."
When Xu Jiaoyu saw the Liaozhai Master, it was as if he himself was being ridden on.
How could he possibly swallow that anger?
The author of *Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio* is amazing.
The pressure on other storytellers was suffocating; now, with Instructor Xu's banner in hand, this man is in danger.
...
Two days passed quickly.
The Chen brothers had already heard about the rumors about someone slandering their father.
Erzhu was indignant: "These people are simply being unreasonable. They write poorly and are not popular, and now they're blaming Dad. How despicable!"
Dazhu nodded: "Yes, I've read those stories too. Even if they mention things like breasts, buttocks, legs, feet, tongues, etc., what does it matter? People with heart conditions see everything as dirty."
Chen Xian: "You don't need to worry about these things."
Study hard, because whether your father will be bullied in the future depends entirely on the two of you.
If we really have the chance, our family will produce a Jinshi (successful candidate in the highest imperial examination) or even a Juren (successful candidate in the provincial imperial examination), who can fill a substantive post in the county, such as a clerk, registrar, or county magistrate.
Even if I write something utterly worthless, some people will still say it's good!
Dazhu chuckled.
After listening, Erzhu replied earnestly, "I will try my best."
Then I thought again, I should talk to Young Master Wenxuan about this.
It would be foolish not to use the connections with the county magistrate.
The two left in a carriage.
Chen Xian returned to the mansion, closed the door, and stayed in his room.
He pulled out a stack of silver notes, ten taels of gold, and some fine jade from under the bed.
There were so many colors and patterns, I counted them roughly.
The total amount is 3,482 taels, 1 mace, and 68 cash.
This should be the sum of the Gu family's residence, shops, and farmland.
Indeed, a horse won't get fat without night grass.
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