They looked silently at the beginning of the article again. Whether it was the handwriting or the wording, this person didn't look like a child. How could a child speak so logically? !
He must be bragging. How shameless! He even pretended to be a child just to get extra points for himself!
Soon, someone left the notice board angrily, ready to go back and write a really good article for the King of Zhenbei to see. Xiao Rong watched their backs as they left, then smiled with satisfaction.
Yu Shaoxie: "...Yi'er is still young. You are putting him on the fire like this. Aren't you afraid that his character will be damaged in the future?"
Xiao Rong said calmly: "Even if I didn't let him go, he would have already stood on the fire."
Yu Shaoxie was stunned for a moment. Thinking of Xiao Rong's current status and the relationship between Xiao Yi and Xiao Rong, Yu Shaoxie understood what Xiao Rong meant, but he still felt that there was no need to be so high-profile. Now everything was going according to plan. Xiao Yi could study for a few more years before appearing in front of everyone. Xiao Rong pushed him out so quickly. Although the reason Xiao Rong gave was to let Xiao Yi find a good teacher as soon as possible, Yu Shaoxie felt that he wanted Xiao Yi to become independent as soon as possible.
Because he did the same thing a few years ago. When he left the title to Yu Shaocheng, Yu Shaoxie's idea was to let him learn to be independent. They are brothers, but also independent individuals. He can't always keep Yu Shaocheng by his side. Besides, he has his own things he wants to do, and those things are accompanied by danger. He doesn't want to implicate Yu Shaocheng.
Thinking of this, Yu Shaoxie couldn't help but look at Xiao Rong. Did he not want to implicate Xiao Yi, or did he not want to take Xiao Yi with him?
There is no answer to this question, because Yu Shaoxie did not ask Xiao Rong, but even if he asked, Xiao Rong would not answer him.
Chenliu has been extremely lively these days, with more and more people coming here because of communications from relatives and friends. Although the ten thousand gold coins can only be taken away after answering three questions, not everyone is specifically aiming for the ten thousand gold coins. Most people come here to show off their literary talent.
In the first five days, there was only the first question. Every day an article would be posted. At first, it was rotated once a day, and later it became rotated once an hour. Some people simply stayed on Baibao Street. When they saw a good article, everyone applauded, and when they saw a bad article, everyone criticized it fiercely. For a while, a lot of people gathered in the Central Square. The scholars in the front were passionately speaking and debating on the spot, while outside the square were all vendors, mainly providing tea and snacks.
Although this might be seen as stealing business from the sponsors in the square, no one cared about them. After all, there were so many people that they couldn't take care of the people inside. …
Zhao Xingzong, a native of Xin'an, came from a poor family. His ancestor had served as a lieutenant censor, an official who was responsible for monitoring whether military officers were obedient or not. However, his ancestor was too honest and could not tolerate any flaws in his eyes. He reported everyone he saw and successfully got himself put in jail.
There were too many tricks in the officialdom, and the Zhao family could not cope with it, so they returned to Xin'an from Chang'an as a whole. In this way, they avoided several disasters. Whether it was heavy snow or the invasion of the Hu people, it had no impact on their lives.
Get up from where you fell. The other members of the Zhao family were afraid, but Zhao Xingzong, who carried the Zhao family's earnest hopes, was not afraid. From the moment he learned the meaning of his name, Zhao Xingzong had a great dream.
Now that he has reached adulthood, he is eager to realize his dream, but he is a little conflicted.
Should he follow the example of his ancestors and work directly for the emperor, or learn from their lessons and work in a place where there are no routines?
Just when he was struggling, a piece of news reached his ears that the rough King of Zhenbei was actually going to hold a collection of essays for 1,000 people, and he also announced that whoever could solve the three questions in the collection would be able to take away 10,000 gold.
Zhao Xingzong's eyes lit up and he immediately packed his bags and prepared to head north.
He didn't go there for the ten thousand gold, nor did he go there to observe the character of the King of Zhenbei. He went there to watch the fun. ...
When passing the dock, Zhao Xingzong saw many scholars dressed similarly to him, and he was worried that he would be stopped. In fact, there was no need to worry about this, because at that time Xiao Rong had just escaped from danger not long ago, and Nan Yongzheng was in a state of panic, so he had no time to care about what was happening at the dock.
After passing the checkpoint smoothly and moving northwards, they finally arrived at Chenliu City. Zhao Xingzong was first shocked by the workers who were busy consolidating the city walls.
Because they were actually eating, not watery porridge soup, but real corn rice!
Although it was just a small bowl, it was still a meal. Many workers did not eat it, but quickly wrapped it in cloth and prepared to take it back home for their families.
Zhao Xingzong was stunned. Was the King of Zhenbei so kind to the people doing corvée labor? He couldn't help but go and ask, wanting to know whether they had meals every day or only in the past two days, in order to leave a good impression on these scholars who came to participate in the collection of essays.
The person he asked rolled his eyes on the spot: "Do you think everyone is like the governor of Yiyang, who captured able-bodied men to do hard labor and didn't even give them enough food? The King of Zhenbei asked us to come and work, not only providing food but also wages! Go away, go away, I hate people like you the most."
Zhao Xingzong: “…………”
He roughly heard that this man was from Yiyang before, and since he came here to work, he probably couldn't stay in Yiyang, so he went to make a living somewhere else.
And this type of people also has a fixed name, refugees.
It is not uncommon for refugees to be caught and forced to work in the city, but it is a bit unusual to give them food and money while they are working. No wonder King Zhenbei could take out 10,000 gold as a prize in one breath, he is really rich.
If the King of Zhenbei didn't pay these refugees, Zhao Xingzong wouldn't think there was anything wrong with it, after all, everyone did the same thing. But since he did, Zhao Xingzong couldn't help but blink, feeling a little bit happy.
A few copper coins cannot allow these people to live a good life, but at least they can have a full meal. It is better to have something than nothing.
After leaving the city gate, Zhao Xingzong was about to find a place to stay, and then he heard the Zhenbei Army patrolling nearby reminding him: "If you want to attend the literary gathering, there is an inn on Baibao Street. It has everything you need for food, clothing, housing, transportation, food, drink, and entertainment, and it is very close to the literary gathering you are going to."
Zhao Xingzong was stunned for a moment. He looked at the Zhenbei Army soldier, who stretched out a finger and pointed the direction of Baibao Street.
Zhao Xingzong: "...Thank you?"
Zhenbeijun waved his hand, meaning that you're welcome, and then continued to remind the next person.
Zhao Xingzong always felt that something was strange, but he went over anyway. After all, compared to wandering around like a headless fly, he felt that the King of Zhenbei would not let his men betray him. Finally, he found Baibao Street. Looking at the bustling crowd here, Zhao Xingzong's jaw dropped.
What a clean street.
What a strange facade. So many scholars!
He had never been to Jinling, but he felt that Jinling was like this. The whole street was crowded with people, and everywhere was the sound of scholars talking, and everyone had a different topic.
Scholar A: "No, no, no, the second article from yesterday at 11 pm is the winner!"
Scholar B: "When I buy the Four Treasures of the Study, I get a sachet for free. What use do I have for it? It would be better to give me an oil-paper umbrella."
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