Daoist Lin sister [Red House]

Talking about the rise of Yashe, it is a matter of course, but it has a different origin.

Needless to say, this dynasty favored martial arts, and the status of military generals and military students was respected.Moreover, the Holy One likes to open up the frontier and expand the land, and the neighbors will come to the dynasty to prosper.

As long as young people have some real skills, they enter the military camp, and after a few years of experience, they can always achieve a career in a few years, even if they have a wife and son, it is no problem at all.

However, being a civil servant is much more difficult.There is no first in literature, and no second in martial arts.Talented scholars in the world are really springing up like bamboo shoots after a spring rain, crop after crop.However, the imperial examination is only passed once every three years, and it is necessary to travel thousands of miles to the capital to take the exam.

Poor scholars, either have no travel expenses or travel expenses, and are not allowed to go to Beijing; or study hard all year round, are weak, and die of illness before reaching the capital; Liuxiang, met a bosom friend, and then fell...the list goes on and on.The road to the capital is far away, and the tall city gate has stopped many talents.

Moreover, even after going through all kinds of difficulties and dangers, and finally arrived in the capital, in the cold spring, in a single-clothes shabby room, and tried for three days in a row, there were very few people who could successfully end the competition.

There are also those who are unlucky, full of talents, but fail to succeed after repeated trials, and finally become discouraged and miserable for life.

In short, the one who can really win the gold list is one in a million.Among these people, there are still those who are the top seven officials.

It is difficult for a scholar to enter the court, and the literati look down on each other, and the salary is meager, but there are very few who can really be honest and upright, and support their families.How many of those who entered the cabinet to pay respects are really white?

As for Hanlin with noble background like Lin Ruhai, it is a different matter.

However, civil servants are indispensable to govern the country and secure the country.It is even more urgently needed to educate the people.Therefore, civil servants always have a somewhat lofty, arrogant and out of place style. They have no power to restrain a chicken, but they can with a brilliant tongue.

In today's world, it is best to thoroughly understand the temperament of civil servants, reuse civil servants, and promote education, but the control of speech and writing is particularly strict.

Verbal criticism and pen criticism, every word punishes the heart, the words spoken by the literati sometimes surpass the military generals.We now know this well.

And Lin Ruhai used to be the official censor, the confidant of the sage, and the favorite student of the prime minister Du Ming. His old acquaintances in the same year can be said to be spread all over the government and the public, so he naturally knows the Sacred Heart very well.

In the past, even if the idea of ​​opening a bookstore was never touched, since Daiyu proposed it, Lin Ruhai will help her to make it happen, and it must be done beautifully.

Daiyu left on the front foot, and Lin Ruhai gave the emperor a booklet on the back foot, explaining the concept of the book pavilion, clearly stating that one is to open up the books, the other is to pave the way for scholars, the third is to clear the way for officials, and the fourth is to serve as the eyes and ears of the saints.

When the emperor saw it, he saw the imperial pen and Zhu Bian, with the word "good" in it.

That's why Lin Ruhai dared to blatantly uncover the plaque, and even asked his mentor to inscribe the plaque himself.

Since this elegant house has such an astonishing background, it is difficult not to become popular in the capital.

What's more, Daiyu and Lin Ruhai are also sincerely seeking blessings for scholars.The rare books and orphans produced are all collected by the Lin family for generations.In addition, Lin Ruhai received gifts from mentors, peers, colleagues, relatives and friends, exchanged them, and even borrowed extravagantly.He also likes to read nowadays. When he was the prince, he was an all-rounder in both civil and military affairs. He collected books in the palace, and even Lin Ruhai ordered people to copy some not-so-secret ones.

It is equivalent to dumping the book bags of the whole country and building a bookstore of a family. How can it not cover everything and be unmatched?

Furthermore, according to Shuge's request, scholars can bring their own pen and ink for copying books, and if they don't have one, they only need to pay a few copper coins to pay for the paper.Except for the first copy to be handed over to Ya She, you can keep it for yourself as much as you copy after that.You can also take the job to copy for others, and the price is negotiable, as long as you both have to keep your word, otherwise, no matter whether you are a prince, minister or clan gentry, you will be kicked out and will not be received again.

This is just the most basic business of Shuge. What really caused a sensation among the literati was the discussion on the second floor and the rewards on the third floor.

Literati, who doesn't have a taste for elegance, who doesn't want to meet his opponent, piano, and bosom friend?Yashe Almighty can satisfy you.

When Daiyu became playful, she opened the inner house again, which made the concubines want to go out for a visit even more.

In just a few months, Yashe has become a scene in the capital, but anyone from Qionglin who does not come to Yashe is not a hero.

With such antecedents, a rebellious case occurred in the capital, and it was a wall between brothers. Although outsiders didn't know it, they went in, but there was no impenetrable wall, and the most feared thing was gossip.The mouths of literati—the mouths of defense against others are better than Fangchuan.

His Majesty is very concerned about Yashe's movements.

But literati are not fools, and there are very few people who are truly brave enough to fear death.When the streets and alleys of the inner city are dead silent, although Yashe still has its doors wide open, except for the poor Confucian students who live here, none of the scholars or civil servants dare to come in.

Still recently, the palace released the word that Qixi Festival is approaching, and as usual, it is celebrated with great fanfare, and the purchasing staff of the Ministry of Internal Affairs wandered around in and out of the city, completely letting out the wind, and the limelight has passed.It was only then that those who were living in shrinking dared to show their heads, Yashe only had guests again in twos and threes.

When there are too many people, some people will not be able to control their mouths.As soon as the Holy Majesty made indirect remarks, Lin Ruhai had to act.

However, prevention is the first priority. If those ignorant literati get into trouble and set up a big prison, wouldn't it go against Daiyu's original intention and hurt her heart?

Lin Ruhai didn't want to part with it anyway, so she released the wind to Daiyu in advance and asked her to arrange someone to control the scene and guide the direction of the wind.

The Holy One is the most diligent in governing, making advantages and eliminating disadvantages, developing production, and the national strength is growing day by day.Hong Xi's plan to rebel is indeed going against the sky.Once the success is complete, the bones will be exhausted, let alone the peaceful and prosperous age, and have to create a prosperous hegemony by yourself, not a wise king, but a national thief.

In contrast, Daiyu can see clearly.

It's just that there are not many "little girls" like Daiyu who have opinions.

Before Daiyu got out of the car, she heard heated arguments coming from the lobby.

Lin Zhou, the shopkeeper of Yashe, naturally recognized his girl's carriage and greeted her early.Seeing Yinglian lifting the curtain of the car, Daiyu looked around, but didn't get out of the car. She hurriedly approached and said in a low voice, "Miss Hui knows that it's busy inside this time. For some reason, many scholars and scholars came. There are also many dignitaries, including Huo Lin, the eldest son of Nan'an County Prince."

"Oh? Huo Lin?" Daiyu asked suspiciously.After saying goodbye to the paddock, she never heard from Huo Lin again.As for the Nan'an Palace, although they were lucky enough to escape, the Nan'an King took the initiative to resign and handed over the military power.The emperor just said a few polite words, and agreed without saying a word.Now the king of Nan'an County is just at home.At such a time, Huo Lin is not at home thinking about his mistakes behind closed doors, what is he doing in her elegant house?

Daiyu was still thinking about it, but when she saw that Lin Zhou was about to speak but stopped, she raised her eyebrows and asked, "Uncle Zhou has any scruples, but it's okay to say."

Lin Zhou took a look around and saw that there were not many people on the road. The group of people in the lobby were in full swing, and no one knew what was going on outside, so he lowered his voice and said, "Second Master Bao of Rongguo Mansion is also at your grandfather's house. .”

"Baoyu is here?" Daiyu blurted out.

Lin Zhou nodded, "He had never been here before. He seemed to be here today to join in the fun. The old slave led him to the private seat on the second floor, but he refused. He insisted on crowding with those scholars. The old slave also looked at him There is only one servant serving, not like the old lady in the mansion."

Daiyu turned cold.Didn't Baoyu always look down on the national traitor Lulu?What is he doing in this crowd of scholars?He simply doesn't know what it means to be better than Huo Lin.Daiyu was anxious, jumped out of the carriage, and was about to rush in.

Mrs. Sun didn't hold back any of them, and seeing that Daiyu was about to rush in, a young man in white rushed out from the stabbing, and stood in front of Daiyu.

"Sister Lin stay. My sister went in like this, wouldn't it be in vain to take advantage of the group of ordinary people in the house who have never seen the world?" Yong Yu shook his head and shook his head.

Dai Yu never expected to meet Yong Yu at this time, and when she looked up, she saw him put on that playboy's attire again, thinking of the "ignorant" guys in the room, she couldn't help raising her eyebrows and asked: " Why are you here too?"

Because of the conversation not long ago, Yongyu was still a little shy. Seeing Daiyu's frank and upright appearance, it paled in comparison, and suddenly realized why he was so petty. There are quite a few masterpieces in our family, so it’s okay for these sour scholars to laugh at my younger sister, and if they misinterpret them, it will bring disaster to the country and the people, this son will not allow it.”

"Co-author, you still feel sorry for your little things!" Daiyu deliberately teased her sister, her ears warmed after hearing that sentence.

"Hey," Yongyu moved a little closer with a shy face, and said softly, "I saved it for my younger sister." Afraid that his words would be too much and offend Daiyu, he hurriedly said, "Sister Lin, please wait for the second floor. Going to the theater in the private room, this group of people, no matter what, can be dealt with with one finger."

Daiyu glanced at him, "Well, I'll take a look at it." After that, under the greeting of Lin Zhou, together with Mrs. Sun and others, they turned directly into the private room on the second floor from the side door.

On the other side, Yongyu continued to shake his fan, swaying his splayed steps, followed by Asparagus carrying a golden birdcage, and stepped into the gate of Yashe.

Inside the door, led by Huo Lin, four groups of people sat in four directions.

Yong Yu just released the ban and ran to visit the Lin Mansion, but was informed by Ying Miaoyang that Dai Yu had come to Yashe, turned around and chased after him.I only glanced at the lobby from a distance, and saw Daiyu rushing in.How can she be willing to see her younger sister Lin being watched by a group of vulgar people, she rushed forward and stopped her.At this moment, after walking in, I can see clearly the situation in the house.

In the private room on the second floor, Lin Zhou pushed open the carved window lattice and pointed to the figures and Daiyu below.

"By coincidence, these families are reconciling four kings with different surnames. The one in the east is Lan Shan, the nephew of Princess Dongping's mother's family. The family donated a big inner guard to him, and he is now part of the imperial army. The one in the west is the concubine of the Wang family in Xining County. Jin Xiang is a normal person who hangs out all day. The one in the south is Huo Lin, who is the most promising of them. As for the one in the north—" Lin Zhouyi pointed out.

Daiyu followed him.Lan Shan and Jin Xiang both looked arrogant, nothing unusual, she just took one look and then turned her head away.As for Huo Lin, after the mutiny in the paddock, the whole person has matured a lot, and the arrogance that cannot be concealed has faded away, but he also looks gloomy, and he seems to have overcorrected.

"What's wrong with the one in the north?" Daiyu looked at the young man dressed as a scholar sitting in the north, and asked in confusion.

Lin Zhou lowered his voice again and said, "This old slave is so blind that he couldn't recognize him for a while. But he has extraordinary insights. Before those three came, he had to argue with more than a dozen sour scholars by himself, and only then did he get the position. .”

"Oh? I think he is a capable person. What about Baoyu?" Daiyu asked.

Lin Zhou pointed to a person standing three steps away behind the blue-clothed boy, "Second Master Bao is here. He has been listening for a while, but he doesn't speak."

Daiyu nodded.

Baoyu was wearing a scholar's hat, and Daiyu couldn't see his expression from top to bottom, nor did he know what he was thinking while standing behind others.

"Who am I? Talking about state affairs indiscriminately, and dare to have such a big battle, it turns out that I am the prince of Nan'an County!" Yong Yu said with a strange expression.

Originally, the four parties here were fighting with each other, some were cursing, some were praising, some were quoting the past, some were discussing the present, some were calling the sky, and some were pretending to be profound... They were all based on the seven emotions, and they didn't have time to pay attention to Yongyu.

However, when Yongyu opened his voice, his voice was neither high nor low, and his tone was neither fast nor slow, but it flew into everyone's ears lightly.The crazy ones, the fake ones, all stopped.All eyes focused on Yongyu.

It's okay if you don't look at it, but everyone was shocked when they saw it.

This boy is so handsome!

Standing in the court, it looks like a sword coming out of a box, like Zhilan Yushu.His sword eyebrows were flying high, and his starry eyes were alluring, but the expression on his face was extremely cold, and his eyes were spotless.The thin lips are slightly raised, which is a gesture of looking down on the world.

The words that came out of his mouth were even more shocking than his appearance.

After watching Yongyu, everyone was amazed, but they couldn't help but turn their heads to look at Huo Lin.The people present were all pretentious, most likely they were targeting Huo Lin.After all, not many people know about the things in the paddock.Even if the king of Nan'an County was deprived of military power, he was also a skinny camel that was bigger than a horse. If he flattered Huo Lin, he would naturally have a bright future.

However, as soon as Yongyu entered the door, he demoted Huo Lin to nothing.

Huo Lin raised his eyes to look at Yongyu, no one else knew who Yongyu was, but he knew who Yongyu was.Thinking of these days, the idleness he had received at home, and his father's teachings, he gritted his teeth and stood up, bowed to Yongyu and said: "I don't know that the son of the virtuous prince is here, Huo Lin—"

"Don't mind. I can't stand your worship." Yongyu said, strolling in the lobby with his hands behind his back, and said, "Why is this place the famous elegant house? I don't see scholars copying books, no Mohist paints. In addition to the stink of copper and rot, there are still people who imitate those ordinary people who talk about the bottom of the well, conquer on paper, tsk tsk, neither fish nor fowl, neither three nor four, ignorant and skillful, no..."

Following Yongyu's words, those who argued the most intensely just now blushed with embarrassment, but they were afraid of Yongyu's identity, and dared not speak out, their eyes were full of depression and resentment.

But Yong Yu didn't care, stopped in front of Jin Xiang, turned around and pointed to Wenzhu and asked: "Asparagus, tell me, what else is 'no'?"

"I don't know the so-called, I don't care about life and death, I don't know how to pretend to understand, I don't know what I'm talking about, I don't attack myself, I'm not benevolent, unjust, accidental disasters, I don't feel ashamed, but I am proud..." Wenzhu opened his mouth, opened his mouth, and said It rushes down like water breaking a dike, without saving any face.

"Presumptuous! You're just a boy, how can you speak nonsense here? We are literati, self-cultivating, governing the family, governing the country and the world. Nowadays, the country is unstable and the wind and rain are precarious. We should lead the way, stir up the evils of the times, and be ahead of the world's worries. Worry, the joy of the future..." An old scribe with a goatee and a blue shirt in his fifties couldn't bear the ridicule of asparagus, jumped up, and retorted.

Yongyu was worried that others would be jealous of his identity and dared not intervene, so he gave Wenzhu a wink to let him stand out.Immediately, a fool slammed into the door.

Yongyu hooked his fingers, and the staff of Yashe moved the Taishi chair.Yongyu finally sat down, the waiter brought hot tea, Yongyu blew the tea foam, raised his head and glanced at the private room, meeting Daiyu's eyes.

He bowed his head and smiled.

Yongyu said slowly: "Stop it! With this set of stereotypes you made up, no wonder you are not as good as my boy with gray hair. Let me ask you, what does it mean that the country is unstable? How can there be turbulence? Is it because the road is hungry and the people are dying? Corruption in the examination room, mutual protection by officials? Is it because the literati are not allowed to talk, or are they killing donkeys and destroying the Great Wall with gold medals?"

After Yong Yu asked a series of questions, the old man was sweating profusely, but he didn't dare to continue a word.

He is a guest of Nan'an Palace, no different from the group of idlers Jia Zheng raised.I don't have a few ounces of ink in my stomach, and I don't have a wink, so I can't use it.After finally having the opportunity to be by Huo Lin's side, seeing Huo Lin being humiliated, he intended to show off and show off, which meant being a loyal protector, but unexpectedly, he stabbed a hornet's nest all at once.

"Your question is too harsh? Too empty? You can't answer. Then I will tell you something that you people always talk about. Cultivate your morality, manage your family, govern the country and the world. I heard that the Yellow River is flooded. It must be sent out every year, do you have a good strategy? There is little rain this summer, and there is a drought in the north, farmland irrigation, hydrology and geography. A large number of people are entering the city, do you want to let them in or not?" Yongyu tapped the armrest of the Taishi chair with his folding fan, asking each time he knocked.

When General Cai Yongyu questioned the "Guochao", he was still unconvinced, and the poor Confucians who were still stalking their necks and playing tricks in secret, completely silent at this moment.

It's easy to talk, but who will do it?Not to mention floods, droughts and locusts, this group of scholars pays attention to gentlemen staying away from the kitchen, firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and tea are only for the music, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry and hops, how to sell rice noodles, and how to grow food, eight out of ten people don't know.

There is no sound, and the needle drop can be heard.

In this quietness, there was a sudden rustling sound, which was the sound of brushes sliding over rice paper.

Yong Yu took the lead to look.In the most remote corner of the lobby, two long-clothed teenagers were writing with their heads next to each other, and the manuscripts in front of them were piled high.The two seem to have never heard of everything that happened around them.

Standing high and looking far away, Daiyu recognized at a glance that the person in white was Zhao Xu, so she couldn't help turning her head to look at Yinglian.

Yinglian really smiled and nodded.

It turned out that early this morning, many idlers came to Yashe inexplicably, talking nonsense, causing many timid scholars to avoid.

Zhao Xu was so annoyed that he couldn't stand it, so he had to move to a corner, reading and copying books by himself.

Coincidentally, there was also a young man, who looked inferior to the weak crown, who was also holding a stack of books, and sat with him, and the two hit it off immediately, and started to study hard.Not only did Zhao Xu not notice Daiyu's arrival, but he also didn't hear Yongyu's questioning.

Yongyu walked behind the two with his hands behind his back, and took a look at the probe, and saw that the two were discussing strategies, and they were talking about the locust plague in Ping'an Prefecture.It is well-founded and feasible.

"Okay!" Yongyu clapped his palms and laughed, "This is what it looks like to govern the country and the world. Excuse me, I will give your opinion to these mediocre people." Yongyu bowed and gestured respectfully to Zhao Xu.

Zhao Xu still wanted to refuse, but saw Lin Zhou nodding to him from a distance, looked at the young man, and handed the paper full of countermeasures to Yongyu with both hands.

Yong Yu changed hands and patted the scholar who was sitting high in the north.

The scholar was not polite, took the rice paper and started to read aloud.

"On the management of the locust plague in Ping'an Prefecture and the resettlement of victims..."

The scholar's voice echoed in Yashe.Gradually, some people dressed as Wen Sheng slipped out of Yashe quietly.

When the scholar finished reading and put down the paper, only Lan Shan, Jin Xiang, Huo Lin, Baoyu and their respective attendants were left in the hall.

Lan Shan and Jin Xiang looked at each other, got up and saluted Yong Yu, and left in disgrace.Huo Lin still didn't move.

Yongyu raised his eyebrows at him, and said straight to the point: "Why, it seems that Huo Shizi's visit has nothing to do with the court affairs. Could it be for the Banquet of Hundred Flowers on Qixi Festival?"

Baoyu, who had been standing there blankly from the beginning to the end, had never said a word, when she heard the words "Hundred Flowers Banquet on Qixi Festival", she suddenly raised her head and her whole body trembled.

In the private room on the second floor, although Daiyu was fascinated by the demeanor of Yongyu and the group of Confucians, she did not forget to observe everyone's expressions.At this moment, he naturally noticed Baoyu's abnormality, and when he heard Yongyu's questioning, his eyebrows were tightly wrinkled.