The next day, Zhou Zheng Zhou Ji, Jiujiang Pavilion and so on wandered around, after lunch, came to an inconspicuous small courtyard in the south of the city.
The courtyard door is very mottled, the plaque is also weather-beaten, the door is left in the cold, and has not been patronized for a long time.
Zhou Zheng looked around for a while and knocked on the door.
The one who opened the door was a half-hundred old man. Looking at Zhou Zheng, he seemed to be a little confused and said: "Who is the son looking for?"
Zhou Zheng raised his hand and said: "Student Zhou Zhengyun, I'm here to visit Mr. Jinghu, please pass me on, Mr. Wang will not hesitate to see you."
The old man looked at Zhou Zheng and said with a smile: "My master hasn't seen guests for many years. If the son has nothing to do with him, please come back."
Zhou Zheng took out a somewhat old book from his arms and said, "This is Mr. Yang Ming's handwritten book. The students finally borrowed it. I would like to ask Mr. Jing Hu for advice in person."
The old man's expression changed slightly. He looked at the book in Zhou Zheng's hand, stretched out his sleeves with both hands, and said, "Really it is Mr. Yangming's handwriting?"
Mr. Yangming, Wang Yangming, the founder of "Xin Xue", the master of Confucianism, and the last master of Confucianism.
This is Zhou Zheng looking for a tooth shop, borrowing it at a large price, and saying to Lao Tzu: "It is indeed."
The old man looked carefully, and then he couldn't bear to let go. It took a while before he looked up at Zhou Zhengdao: "The old man is Han Cheng."
Zhou Zheng was stunned, how could he not think that the famous Mr. Jinghu actually works part-time as a concierge
Seeing Zhou Zheng's surprise, Han Cheng said: "There is no one in the family. I happened to read by the door, which made you laugh."
Zhou Zheng quickly raised his hand and said, "The students dare not."
This Han Cheng was a Jinshi in the 22nd year of Wanli. After a few years in the Hanlin Academy, he became an official editor, and then he has been studying, writing, and occasionally giving lectures.
Because his study has the word "Jinghu", all those who are taught call him Mr. Jinghu, who is an inquirer of the current university.
Han Cheng reluctantly looked at Wang Yangming's handwriting in his hand, and looked at Zhou Zhengdao: "You are looking for me, isn't it just to ask for instruction?"
Although Han Cheng has not been in the official position for more than 20 years, he is well-known. People who want to use him as a step to raise their value do not know how many people.
Zhou Zheng stood at the door and said, "Mr. I’m not hiding, asking for advice is one of them. Second, the students are preparing to build a library to collect and organize all kinds of books and compile them into books to inform the world and future generations. Second, the students. Knowing that nowadays the poor are crowded and studying is difficult, I intend to make it public, allowing everyone to come in to read, copy, and borrow books. There is no difference between high and low, no difference between rich and poor."
The first one is nothing but the latter one makes Han Cheng's face slightly different, and he can't help but look at Zhou Zheng seriously.
Nowadays, who is not a scholar who cherishes himself, is selfish, and who is willing to sacrifice himself for others like this
"No other purpose?" Han Cheng looked at Zhou Zhengdao. Although he stays home, he is not stupid.
Zhou Zhengdao: "If it is for fame and fortune, it is much more suitable than the husband. The students come to visit the husband, just to ask the husband to sit and sit occasionally, nothing else."
Zhou Zheng originally planned to invite Han Cheng to be the deputy head of the pavilion, but he seemed a bit disrespectful, so he gave it up after thinking about it.
Han Cheng looked at Zhou Zheng and the Yangming manuscript in his hand. He seemed to hesitate for a while. He sighed and said: "Fine, for the manuscript of Mr. Yangming, I was the last time. You will tell me the address. I go once a month. You manuscript, it’s okay to lend me three days, right?"
Zhou Zheng hurriedly said: "No problem. The library building is currently under construction. When it is completed, the students will personally invite the husband. You don't need to go once a month. The husband will go if he wants, and he won't go if he wants to.
Han Cheng seemed to be a little bit unable to understand Zhou Zheng, and said for a moment: "Okay."
Zhou Zheng didn't say much, but raised his hand and said, "Students leave."
Han Cheng watched Zhou Zheng turn around and left, with a strange expression in his eyes, and muttered to himself: "In this world, there really are such people?"
Zhou Zheng left this house and soon went to visit another one.
If Jiujiang Pavilion is built, some people will have to stand on the platform.
Except for Zhou Zheng like Han Cheng who prepared things specially, the others were relatively casual, and even so, they still ate a lot of closed doors.
One afternoon, Zhou Zheng only invited five people, but at last there were five people. After the opening, if these five people come and go frequently, their fame will naturally gradually come.
After dinner, Zhou Zheng came to Jiujiang Pavilion.
Almost all that has been demolished here is piled up with various materials, and there are more than 20 craftsmen who are busy going back and forth.
Master Liu stood beside Zhou Zheng and said excitedly: "Young Master Zhou, both sides have been demolished, and the grass behind has also been cleared. Construction can start in a few days and it will be completed in three months!"
Zhou Zheng looked at it and looked forward to it, saying: "Can it be completed in three months?"
Master Liu said: "Although the design is a bit troublesome, the project is not big, and three months is more than enough."
Zhou Zheng was a little surprised, but happier, and said: "Okay, keep quality and quantity."
Master Liu said: "Don't worry, there will be absolutely no problems."
Liu Liuzhe watched from the side, and said to Zhou Zheng: "Second Young Master, the shopkeeper has sent someone to say that the books he prepared are almost in place. Ask when you want them."
Zhou Zheng thought for a while, and said: "I want it now. Put the weekly diary, it should be able to pile it up, right?"
Liu Liuzhe said, "If it is 10,000 copies, it may not be enough. Why don't you put it in the mansion?"
Zhou Zheng had no other place, and said, "Well, you can arrange it."
Liu Liuche agreed, and as soon as he was about to speak, Zhou Zheng suddenly said, "Did he talk about fame?"
Zhou Zheng asked Wan Qianxue to donate fame to Liu Liuzhe, who was honored as an official, and became a member of the economy.
Liu Liuzhe didn't know Zhou Zheng was going to donate his fame to him. He shook his head and said, "I didn't say it."
Zhou Zheng mumbled, and said: "I'm looking for a chance to talk to him."
Master Liu was by the side, waiting for them to finish, and said, "Master Zhou, do you have any special requirements?"
Zhou Zheng was taken aback, and said, "Special requirements?"
Master Liu glanced around and whispered: "Such as dark rooms, dark roads, etc.?"
Zhou Zhengli suddenly realized that there was no dark room in anyone's house, such as a secret room in the basement where important things were hidden.
This reminded Zhou Zheng. After thinking for a while, Zhou Zheng said, "You want it in the basement. In addition, you can leave me a few more places. I will arrange it."
Master Liu suddenly smiled and said, "Yes, Lord Zhou, don't worry, do everything according to your instructions."
Zhou Zheng confessed a few more words before returning home.
Once back to the mansion, I was called to Zhou Qingli's study. Zhou Qingli sat in a chair with a serious expression and said, "Get ready for your father, and enter the palace the day after tomorrow."
Zhou Zheng could see that Father Zhou was a little impatient and couldn't wait.
"Okay, I'll arrange it." Zhou Zheng said simply without breaking.
Zhou Qingli gave a hum and took the book on the table in hand.
Seeing this, Zhou Zheng quietly withdrew.
When I got out of Dad Zhou's study and passed by Zhou Fang's room, I saw from the window that he was drinking boring wine, drinking a cup, frowning.
Zhou Zheng pushed the door in and said, "Brother, isn't it boring to drink alone?"
Zhou Fang looked up at him, ignored it, and poured another glass on his own.
Zhou Zheng sat down opposite him, looked at the side dish that was barely moving on the table, and said, "You and Ms. Ding Jia have love and righteousness. Don't worry so much."
Zhou Zheng has already inquired about some things about the Ding family, and is planning to find a way to make it happen in a calm manner these days.
Zhou Fang took a sip of wine and said, "You don't understand."
Zhou Zheng, a straight man, is okay in theory. It’s boring to do. Zhou Fang can’t solve this matter just by saying. He sat for a while and said, “I’m preparing to build a library. If you have nothing to do, you can help me watch it. Stare, the province is bored and panicked at home."
Zhou Fang glanced at him, not knowing whether he heard it or not, then nodded and said, "Yeah."
Regardless of whether he heard it or not, Zhou Zheng agreed anyway, and then asked him to drink less before he left.
The next day, Zhou Zheng went to Zhou Ji to sit for a long time on a routine basis, then went to the factory, Zhou's dental practice, went to Jiujiang Pavilion again, and then read and practiced on the second floor of Zhou Ji.
Liu Liuzhe was busy outside for a lap, ran up, and whispered: "Second Young Master, there is news from Young Master Wei that Yang Huzhi has left Beijing. Should I let people go?"
Wei Xizhuang also held Yang Qishao, Yang Jiushao, and Wei Lang, Jiang Wei, the official secretary of the household department.
Zhou Zheng didn't expect that Yang Hu would leave if he said he would leave, and he would leave before letting him go, and he would not say hello.
"Still confident."
Zhou Zheng sighed, put down his pen and said, "Well, let it go."
It's Jiang Yan. As for Qishao Yang, it's impossible for Yang Jiu.
Liu Liuzhe promised to turn around and run downstairs.
Zhou Zheng suddenly called to him and said, "Did Brother go to Jiujiang Pavilion?"
Liu Liuzhe turned around again and said, "It doesn't seem to be. The eldest master drank alcohol last night, and he should be still asleep."
Zhou Zheng packed up the things on the table, stood up and said: "You go back and pull him up and take him to Jiujiang Pavilion. I have something to go out."
Liu Liuzhe quickly said, "Where are you going, do you want to take someone?"
Zhou Zhengdao: "No, you go, no one needs to follow me."
Since Yang Huzhi left in peace, he said that nothing would happen for the time being. Besides, he was going to Li Shi. If the salt merchant troubled him at this time, it would really be a matter of life and death.
Liu Liuzhe replied and went downstairs one after another with Zhou Zheng.
Zhou Zheng has made an appointment with Li Shi, in a teahouse not far from Damingmen.
Sitting on the second floor, Li Shi looked at the crowd outside and said with a smile to Zhou Zheng: "Zhou Yushi, I have another good news for you."
The news that Zhou Zheng received from Li Shi was not considered to be good, and he said with his usual expression: "Gonggong Li, please say it."
Li Shi smiled and said: "The emperor not only wants to see his father, but also to see you."
"see me?"
Zhou Zheng's expression was slightly startled. Tianqi was already surprised to see Father Zhou. Why did he still see him
Is there anything special about the two of them? Is it still time, what will happen to the ruling and the opposition
Li Shi looked at Zhou Zheng's expression, smiled more, and said: "Don't worry, get ready, let me enter the palace tomorrow morning."
Zhou Zheng looked at Li Shi and nodded silently.
He didn't expect to ask Li Shi's mouth, even if he asked, he would not believe it.
Zhou Zheng and Li Shi greeted the time, and some details of the face saint left separately.
Zhou Zheng returned to Zhou Mansion and talked about it with Zhou Qingli.
Zhou Qingli looked plain, and said, "Then we will go together tomorrow."
Zhou Zheng looked at him, not knowing whether he had figured it out or something, and responded softly.
Zhou Zheng said that he had met with Tianqi, at the Golden Luang Temple.
twice.
Facing each other far away, Zhou Zheng hadn't seen Tianqi's face clearly, and a bead blocked it. (End of this chapter)