The Nameless of the Common Clans

"Did you really make this thing?" Lu Mansion, after discussing academic issues, looked at the beautifully crafted bamboo slips in his hands, Lu Zhi looked at Chen Mo with some suspicion.

"What does Mr. Lu mean by this?" Chen Mo frowned and said, "This thing was carved by Mo himself. This bamboo slip was also polished from the ordinary bamboo slips I bought. If Mr. Lu doesn't believe it, Mo is willing to demonstrate it here for Mr. Lu."

"I made a mistake." Lu Zhi waved his hand, which seemed to question the other person's character. Lu Zhi looked at the bamboo slip in his hand and said: "It's just that in terms of craftsmanship, many craftsmen in the market may not be able to do this bamboo slip." And, the most important thing is that although the font is not very good, it preserves the charm of the characters. This kind of letter is much more precious than ordinary letter. "

The calligraphy is Chen Mo’s calligraphy. Lu Zhi can be sure of this. Most people’s writing has its own uniqueness, that is, charm. Lu Zhi has seen Chen Mo’s calligraphy and commented on it. Among the younger generation, Chen Mo is the best The calligraphy is pretty good, but being able to preserve this charm on the bamboo slips is not something that ordinary carvers can do, and Lu Zhi didn't see any remaining ink marks, which is a bit impressive.

"This...if it were sold, how much would it be worth?" Chen Mo didn't expect that the bamboo slips he spent a day preparing would receive such high praise from Lu Zhi, so he couldn't help but ask.

If he could exchange it for money, he wouldn't mind making more and selling it in his spare time.

"Are you short of money recently?" Lu Zhi looked at Chen Mo in surprise.

"My family has been poor since I was a child. Now most of the food and accommodation in Luoyang are given by my mentor. I feel guilty." Chen Mo also knew what Lu Zhi meant. Scholars rarely talked about money, but they were not in Luoyang. They didn't know that life was difficult. Chen Mo now Just raising a few people is a bit difficult, so naturally I want to create more financial resources.

"A gentleman loves money and gets it wisely. This idea is good, but this approach is indeed a bit..." Lu Zhi touched his beard and nodded, then shook his head. Reading is a sacred thing in people's eyes. , books can be given to friends, but not many are sold. After all, it is not a last resort. Most scholars do not want their books to be stained with the smell of copper.

Looking at the bamboo slips in his hand, Lu Zhi sighed. It was not appropriate for him to say anything about Chen Mo's choice. After all, he knew a little about Chen Mo's situation. Lu Zhi also understood Chen Mo's guilt in accepting Zang Hong's funding. He also came here in the same way back then. He thought about it. He thought: "The business of merchants is ultimately a trivial matter. With your talents, it is best not to waste your thoughts on such trivial matters."

A few days ago, the emperor sent someone to him to ask about Chen Mo. Obviously, this little guy has come into the emperor's sight. With Chen Mo's current performance, it will not be difficult for him to take another step forward in the future, and the salary of Han officials is not low, since Now it is After entering the eyes of the emperor, it would only take three to five years at most. It would not be difficult for Chen Mo to be promoted to school captain. With the school captain's salary, at least it would be enough to support his family. At least in Lu Zhi's view, Chen Mo's talents were wasted on learning sculpture or even running away. It's a waste of goods to sell.

"What Lu Gong said is true. Mo is just planning to carve a few works to supplement his family's income, and is not planning to make money from it." Chen Mo said with a smile. As for doing business, he can wait until he becomes a noble in the future and raise a caravan to help him. There is no need to do business by yourself. The reason why I have this idea is that money is too tight recently and I have no choice but to do it.

"If it is just to relieve an urgent need, I have an old friend. Recently, the bamboo slips at home have become old and the handwriting is blurred. I am looking for someone to engrave them again. I can show this bamboo slips to him. If he is satisfied, you can engrave it. If so, With such craftsmanship, my old friend must not be stingy with money." Lu Zhi looked at the bamboo slips in his hand and said with a smile.

"So, thank you Mr. Lu." Chen Mo was overjoyed when he heard this and quickly bowed.

"Why don't you ask who it is?" Lu Zhi asked with a smile.

"Since he is an old friend of Duke Lu, he must be a scholar." Chen Mo said with a smile.

"Do you still remember when you and I played chess before?" Lu Zhi fumbled with the bamboo slips, obviously quite satisfied with Chen Mo's gift.

"Of course I remember." Chen Mo nodded. He was able to reach this point today thanks to meeting Lu Zhi there.

"In three days, come here to look for me. You have also seen my old friend." Lu Zhi put down the bamboo slips and looked at Chen Mo and said.

There were many people playing chess with Lu Zhi at that time, but although they often met Chen Mo, no one would talk to Chen Mo. At most, they would just nod. Now that I think about it, those who can play chess with Lu Zhi must have a high status.

"One more thing..." At this time, Lu Zhi obviously wanted to see off the guests. Chen Mo hesitated for a moment, looked at Lu Zhi and said, "Does Mr. Lu know about General Gao?"

"Well, Gao Shun once served under my account. He is a man of upright character and dignity. This time he was framed and imprisoned by Qian Shuo. Although it is a wish, it is difficult to understand at this time." Lu Zhi nodded.

Why is it so difficult to understand? Chen Mo probably also guessed that the reason for the conflict between Gao Shun and Qian Shuo this time was because Gao Shun was dissatisfied with Qian Shuo's method of selecting generals, and Qian Shuo criticized Gao Shun and sent him to prison because of this. If at this time Doesn't releasing Gao Shun mean that Qian Shuo made a mistake?

Now that Qian Shuo has just been appointed as the head of the eight schools in Xiyuan, it is the time to establish his prestige. Based on this alone, the emperor will never give in.

Even if he begs for mercy, he has to wait until Qian Shuo has established his prestige.

Although Chen Mo had made similar predictions before, he was still a little disappointed when he heard Lu Zhi talk about it now. He said to Lu Zhi: "Luoyang Prison is extremely guarded. Mo wants to visit General Gao but can't. I wonder if Lu Gong can let the general go visit him?" two?"

After the emperor reviewed the troops, Gao Shun was sent to prison by Qian Shuo. Before, Chen Mo could visit Gao Shun every now and then, but now he wants to visit him again, but he has no way.

"It's rare to have such a kind heart, so go ahead. Although I am not in charge of the prison, I still have some face. It's not difficult to just visit. If you go again, just say that I asked you to do it." Lu Zhi smiled. In general, he had a good impression of Chen Mo. He was talented and gifted. His personality was much calmer than his peers, and he was grateful. For such a talented and virtuous junior, Lu Zhi didn't mind helping him.

"Mo, goodbye!" Chen Mo stood up, said goodbye to Lu Zhi and left Lu's house. After coming out, he did not go home, but bought wine and meat at the posthouse, and borrowed a food basket from the posthouse, and went to the prison directly with the food basket.

Sure enough, after reporting Lu Zhi's name and explaining the reason, no one stopped him this time, and he soon saw Gao Shun.

"You can also come into this Luoyang prison?" Gao Shun said in astonishment as he looked at Chen Mo who came in under the guidance of the jailer.

"It's only for a moment, military marquis, please don't make things difficult for us." The jailer locked the door again, and before leaving, he did not forget to instruct Chen Mo.

"Thank you." Chen Mo nodded, put down the food basket, and then spread out the wine and meat, looking at Gao Shun and smiling: "Thanks to Lu Gong, it's just my salary, there are only these, general, don't despise it."

"I have been here for more than a month, and you are the first person to see me except the jailer." Gao Shun added a bowl of wine for himself, and the smile on his face was a little bitter: "It's time to get clear!"

"Don't you, general, not drink?" Chen Mo looked at Gao Shun's wine bowl.

"I haven't drunk for many years, and today I suddenly want to get drunk." Gao Shun looked at the turbid wine in the bowl and smiled a little vicissitudes.

Since everyone said so, Chen Mo said no more. He raised the wine bowl and clinked it with Gao Shun, covered his face with his sleeves, and drank the wine in the bowl.

Chen Mo did not mention the matter of saving him from prison, so as not to make him more upset. He just talked to Gao Shun about some interesting things in the military camp and how he trained soldiers. Gao Shun also just talked about some of his experiences after joining the army. The two talked to themselves, but they were surprisingly harmonious.

In less than a moment, the pot of wine was empty. The jailer had already run to urge him. Chen Mo stood up, looked at Gao Shun who was sleeping soundly on the table, shook his head and smiled, and cleaned up the bowls and chopsticks.

"Goodbye, I will visit the general again when I have a chance." Chen Mo stood up and said to Gao Shun.

"Don't bring wine next time. This thing is not a good thing." Gao Shun lay on the table and said like a dream.

"Well, I'll remember that." Chen Mo nodded, and nodded to the jailer, who had already opened the door. He walked straight out of the prison door and strode out of the prison under the supervision of the jailer.

Coming out of the dark prison again, the sun shone on his body, warm and cozy, and the haze in his heart also dissipated a lot.

What kind of world is this?

After taking a look at the prison, Chen Mo walked towards the posthouse with a food basket, thinking about what he had seen and heard since entering Luoyang. Cao Cao was right at the beginning. This magnificent ancient city, under the magnificent appearance, hides endless decay and twilight. It seems splendid and prosperous, but many things have begun to rot, constantly eroding the foundation of the Han Dynasty. But how to change and remove these decays, Chen Mo doesn't know.

There may be some ideas in his mind, but the resistance is too great. Not to mention that he can't do it, even if he can, Chen Mo won't do it.

Kill one person to save the world?

When the world is so fragile that it depends on one person, Chen Mo thinks it's better to forget it, not to mention that the person he killed is himself?

Back at the mansion, Yunsi and Juan'er were counting things.

"What's this for?" Chen Mo asked in confusion.

"General Cao sent someone to say that a caravan was going to Xuzhou and asked if we had anything to send back. The things that the young master had prepared for the old lady and the head of the family were being counted." Juan'er said excitedly.

The old lady was Chen Mo's mother. The last time she sent a letter home, she had been taken to Sheyang by the teacher to be taken care of.

Nowadays, communication is extremely inconvenient. Luoyang and Sheyang are thousands of miles apart. On weekdays, letters are usually sent to the caravan going to Xuzhou. They spend some money to ask the other party to help send it. If the other party comes back, they usually pay more money to ask the other party to bring back the reply.

Chen Mo nodded and said, "Wait a minute, there is still a letter to the family that has not been written."

"Yes." Juan'er obviously also wanted to send a letter home. She dragged Yunsi there to greet him and trotted in with Chen Mo, obviously wanting Chen Mo to write it for her.

"Waiting for a long time?" Chen Mo looked at the ready pen, ink and bamboo slips and looked at Juan'er with some amusement.

"Please, sir." Juan'er bowed to Chen Mo.

"Okay, I'll write whatever you want to write first." Chen Mo spread out the bamboo slips and asked with a smile.

"Sir, you are so nice. Just write that Juan'er is living well, that you treat Juan'er very well, that Juan'er has saved some money, and that my father can cultivate another piece of land, and that..."