The rapid pace of his training made Zhou Zhiwei somewhat apprehensive.
But hearing Jing Zhe's words of comfort made him feel a little better.
Especially when looking at the characters he had just written, although they were still somewhat inferior to Jing Zhe's, in terms of aesthetic appeal, they were already good enough to show off at various poetry gatherings.
He admired Jing Zhe even more.
These past few days at home, he tried to imitate the cursive script that Jing Zhe wrote at the poetry gathering, but in the end, his attempt was a complete failure and a terrible mess.
Today's success is largely due to Jing Zhe's guidance, so I bowed deeply again.
"Master, your disciple will heed your teachings!"
"..."
Suddenly, Zhou Zhiwei seemed to remember something: "By the way, Master, you made me buy so much sulfur this morning, and you said it was related to practicing calligraphy. Why haven't you taught me how to use it yet?"
"Forehead…"
Jing Zhe thought for a moment and said, "Do you know what the effects of taking small amounts of sulfur internally are?"
"It seems to... have a mild laxative effect?"
"Yes!"
Jing Zhe clapped his hands. "Once you master cursive script, you'll definitely become famous in Jinxi. Countless people will come to visit you, and you'll naturally have to attend countless banquets and drinking parties every day. Eating and drinking too much can easily cause bloating and discomfort in the stomach, so taking some sulfur will be very effective!"
"..."
Such bizarre logic was unheard of, but since it was Jing Zhe who said it, he didn't doubt it. When he thought about it, he felt that it was full of philosophical meaning.
Then, drawing inferences from this, he added, "According to Master, wouldn't herbs like croton and rhubarb also work?"
Jing Zhe nodded repeatedly, "You're a promising young man!"
Zhou Zhiwei felt a little proud after being praised by Jing Zhe, but also revealed a faint sadness.
“Master, since you say I no longer need to learn, then it’s time to say goodbye!”
"Huh? You're leaving? So soon?"
Jing Zhe was somewhat surprised.
"Yes, coming to Jingzhou was originally a spur-of-the-moment decision for me. My family didn't agree, and I've been here for several days now. A few days ago, my family sent me a message by carrier pigeon saying that something had happened at home and I needed to return immediately. Because I was so focused on my master's calligraphy, I didn't set off. Now that I've mastered it, I just need to go back and practice diligently, so I have to leave."
Zhou Zhiwei trailed off, a hint of sadness in his voice, suggesting that a subtle affection had developed between him and Jing Zhe in just a few days…
Upon hearing this, Jing Zhe suddenly realized why Zhou Zhiwei had been coming to see him so frequently and anxiously these past few days. It turned out that he was waiting to return to Jinxi and suddenly felt a little reluctant to part with such a silly disciple.
He picked up his pen again and started writing.
After finishing writing, I patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile, "People experience sorrow and joy, separation and reunion; the moon waxes and wanes, and nothing in this world is ever perfect. Consider this poem my parting words to Brother Zhou!"
This is Jing Zhe's famous "Prelude to Water Melody"!
Zhou Zhiwei treasured it as if it were a priceless gem and carefully put it away.
Jing Zhe added, "Jinxi? I've only heard of it. It must be a wonderful place to have produced someone like Brother Zhou. It won't be long before I travel there! I'll have to ask Brother Zhou to treat me well then!"
"That would be wonderful!"
Zhou Zhiwei clapped his hands excitedly, "If Master goes to Jinxi, he must come and find me!"
Then he thought for a moment and said, "But with Master's talent and reputation, he must already be a household name in Jinxi before he even arrived. I must have heard about him!"
Patting him on the shoulder, Jing Zhe asked, "Brother Zhou, when do you plan to set off? I'm really missing you, Brother Zhou! How about I treat you tonight, Brother Zhou, and we drink until we drop?"
"..."
With a sigh, Zhou Zhiwei shook his head and said, "Master, I also want to drink and chat with you, but I've been delayed in Jingzhou for far too long. My family has already sent a carriage over, and we should be leaving this morning. We really can't wait any longer..."
As they were talking, a strong and burly man walked in from outside and said respectfully, "Young Master, let's go!"
"Okay, you get in the car first. I'll say a few more words to my master and then head out!"
"Oh, okay."
The burly man glanced at Jing Zhe, lingered his gaze on Hanhan for a moment, and then turned and left.
Seeing this, Jing Zhe knew that Zhou Zhiwei had to leave, and said as if to comfort him, "Then Brother Zhou, go ahead. It won't be long before I go to Jinxi!"
Jinxi has the King of Jin, Tongtianque, and Qingqiu is also there. Moreover, according to Qingqiu, the martial arts competition of the four major sects will be held in Jinxi in a little over a month. It must be very lively!
Moreover, Jing Zhe had already formed a rough idea of his official position in his mind. As a new official, he was eager to make a name for himself and took this opportunity to go to Jinxi to make a splash!
That's why he was so confident in saying he would definitely go to Jinxi.
Zhou Zhiwei nodded, but then asked curiously, "I wonder why Master insists on going to Jinxi?"
He certainly didn't think Jing Zhe was doing this for him. After thinking for a moment, he looked thoughtful and suddenly realized something.
He solemnly replied, "Master, rest assured, as soon as I return to Jinxi this time, I will search far and wide for aphrodisiacs for you. When you go to Jinxi, I will definitely help you regain your virility!"
"..."
Jing Zhe glanced outside the door and said, "Hey, it's getting late. I think Brother Zhou should hurry up and get going!"
"..."
...
In the Xiang Prince's residence, Su Mowu and Su Xinping sat in the study, one with a gloomy face and the other slightly pale, while Bai Qingyuan stood near the door, sighing.
It turned out that the night before last, Su Xinping was almost forced to drink to death by Jing Zhe's drinking urging. He slept straight through from that night until the next night, and even after Su Moyan returned from the court, he was still not awake.
They had no idea what was happening outside.
When he was fully awake on the third morning, he heard the news that Jing Zhe had been rescued after being attacked the night before, but he did not dare to show any emotion in front of Su Moyan.
Fortunately, Su Moyan wasn't too concerned and thought that this matter had nothing to do with Su Xinping, who was drunk, so he told him to rest more and stopped asking questions.
Su Xinping seized an opportunity and secretly slipped into the Prince of Xiang's residence.
"Oh dear, I was too impulsive!"
Bai Qingyuan shook his head and sighed.
“I’ve said it repeatedly: even if we can’t be friends with him, we must never be enemies! Why didn’t you listen! This time it’s Liu Jinghong, and there’s also Zhu Xinning in the court. Aren’t these enough? Have you forgotten about the others? If we really become enemies with them, we will be walking on thin ice in the future!”
Su Mowu shook his head in response.
"Grand Tutor Bai, now that things have happened, there's no point in saying anything more, so let's stop criticizing! The most important thing now is to discuss how to handle the aftermath! Putting aside others, what I'm most worried about right now is what His Majesty will think!"
Su Mowu said worriedly.
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