At night, when Zhou Zheng and Liu Liuzhe returned to the mansion together, the door of Zhou Mansion was already full of people, carrying all kinds of gifts, and making a lot of noise.
In the past Zhou Mansion, it was called a Qingjing, and I don't know how many people avoided like snakes and scorpions, but now it is crowded and busy.
Zhou Zheng looked at it from a distance and said with Liu Liuzhe: "Let's go, enter through the back door."
As a result, the back door was also full of people, and it was tightly blocked.
"Second Young Master, go here."
I don't know where a Zhou Fu Jia Ding appeared, and ran over to Zhou Zheng and whispered.
Zhou Zheng and Liu Liuzhe walked over with him and found that it was a ladder.
The house said, "It has been lively since noon, and there is no way. Forber let the mansion go in and out of the wall, otherwise he can't get out at all."
Zhou Zheng hummed, and then climbed the ladder. There was also a ladder on the other side of the wall. There was a ladder on the other side of the wall. The family was prepared, obviously because he was afraid that outsiders would follow in over the wall.
Zhou Zheng didn't come into the mansion easily, and asked, "Master, has the eldest master returned to the mansion?"
The Jiading inside the wall said: "The master is playing chess with Fu Bo in the study, but the young master has not yet returned."
Liu Liuzhe turned over at this time, and said, "Second Young Master, you forgot, Young Master asked me to take me to Jiujiang Pavilion, and I'm still there now."
Zhou Zheng remembered this and said, "What is he doing over there?"
Liu Liuzhe said, "I watched there for a while, and the eldest master just walked around. He seems to be very experienced. He is commanding Master Liu, and Master Liu listens to him very much."
Zhou Zheng was stunned. Zhou Fang was a Jinshi. He spent a few years in the Imperial College. Last year he went to Shandong and became a magistrate. Could it be that he studied in Shandong
Zhou Zhengsheng was afraid that Zhou Fang would change his design indiscriminately, and said with Liu Liuzhe: "Tomorrow, remind me to go to Jiujiang Pavilion."
Before Liu Liuzhe agreed, Zhou Zheng rushed to Zhou Qingli's study.
He wanted to ask what Tianqi had talked about with Father Zhou, after all, Father Zhou had been in the Palace of the Qing Dynasty for more than an hour.
Entering the room, Father Zhou and Fu Bo were sitting opposite each other on a small table, fighting wits between black and white.
When Uncle Fu saw Zhou Zheng coming in, he smiled and said, "The Second Young Master is back?"
Zhou Qingli's expression remained unchanged, and she casually settled down, saying: "How long has the emperor not seen you?"
Zhou Zheng had already walked behind him, looked at the chessboard, hummed, and said, "The emperor is uncomfortable."
Zhou Qingli frowned and said, "I didn't say anything to my father, so I don't need to worry."
Zhou Qingli obviously knew the purpose of Zhou Zhenglai and said directly.
Zhou Zheng glanced at his profile, thought for a while, and said, "Did you let Daddy come back?"
Zhou Qingli looked at the chessboard and shook her head: "No."
Zhou Zheng stood behind Zhou Qingli with a pensive expression.
Which one of the apocalyptic sings is to call them into the palace, is it really a'chatter'
Zhou Qingli lost her son, turned her head and looked at Zhou Zhengdao: "What did the emperor tell you?"
Zhou Zheng recalled, and said: "Nothing, just a few small chats."
Apocalypse is really small talk, without a word of usefulness, no hint at all.
Zhou Qingli examined Zhou Zheng for a while, then turned back, and said lightly: "Then you should not interfere with the court affairs, and read in the house with peace of mind."
If Zhou Zheng could continue to be admitted to the scholarship before entering the official position, now he can only hang on for a lifetime.
Zhou Qingli was somewhat disappointed at the loss of the hope of'one-level three-jinshi'.
Zhou Zheng didn't know what Zhou Qingli was thinking, so he watched for a while and left.
Uncle Fu waited for Zhou Zheng to leave, and then said to Zhou Qingli: "Master, if the emperor is really dissatisfied with the court situation, I am afraid there will be changes."
The cabinet has been changed from the first assistant to the cabinet minister. Huang Liji has been in the position for only half a year. The sixth department and the Qiqing of the Metropolitan Procuratorate have also changed drastically.
It can be said that the DPRK has completed a certain kind of change amidst chaos.
Zhou Qingli had already told Fu Bo what happened in the palace. After listening to his words, she nodded silently and said: "Huang Li is looking forward to Wei Zhongxian's head in everything, but in fact he is indirectly showing loyalty to the emperor, but he simply obeyed. Good intentions, without the ability of the first and second, I'm afraid it won't last long."
Uncle Fu looked at Zhou Qingli's expression and said: "The master is right to refuse to go into office."
In the conversation between Tianqi and Zhou Qingli, he expressed the hope that he would go to the Ministry of Households, but Zhou Qingli declined.
The household department is not much better than the official department. There are more sordid inside. If you go in, you will either be in the same situation or be squeezed out for a long time. What will you do if you go in
Zhou Qingli sighed lightly and said, "Don't talk about this. What do you think of Zhengyun?"
The second son, whose temperament has changed drastically, has always been Zhou Qingli's most worried. After so many things, it is inevitable that he has some other thoughts in his heart.
Uncle Fu frowned, thought about it for a while, and said: "The second young master was the one we grew up watching. This can't be faked."
Hearing this, Zhou Qingli was silent for a long time and nodded gently, no matter how his temperament changed, it was his son.
After Zhou Zheng had a conversation with Daddy Zhou, he was relieved.
He is still in the state of'appointing leave' in the Metropolitan Police, so he can concentrate on his work.
The next day, in front of Jiujiang Pavilion.
Zhou Fang stood beside Zhou Zheng and said, "Zhengyun, let me tell you that the house can't be built like that. My Daming's building is square and square. The semicircle is too ugly..."
"Walls or the like are still to be built. Don't plant any phoenix trees or peach blossoms around, just turn them into grass. If you are tired, sit on the ground and let the breeze come, how elegant?"
"Also, don't show the library casually. It's copied, broken, or stained with ink. If he tears it up or steals it, what should I do?"
It was the first time that Zhou Zheng found that Zhou Fang had such a nagging side. He listened patiently, and when he came to an end, he quickly interrupted and said: "I see. You can just stare for me. , I have other business, let's go first."
"Hey, I haven't finished talking yet, it's better to dig a lake out..." Zhou Fang yelled anxiously when Zhou Zheng was about to leave.
Where did Zhou Zheng care about Zhou Fang, this is his Jiujiang Pavilion, of course it is according to his pleasure.
Zhou Zheng went to Zhou Ji, and Zhou Ji's backyard was full of books.
Because the Zhou Mansion was full of people who came here, the front and rear doors were closed tightly, and the books obtained by thousands of people had to be kept in the Zhou Ji.
Zhou Zheng was sitting in the yard, watching the guys holding piles of books piled up, he took out one casually and looked at it for himself.
Most of the books in it are lost and will never be seen by later generations. Zhou Zheng casually took out a copy that he had never heard of before, and couldn't help but look seriously.
This sitting is all afternoon until evening.
Seeing Zhou Zheng's seriousness, Liu Liuzhe didn't dare to bother, and when he was about to return home, he said, "Second Young Master, go back and see."
Zhou Zheng raised his head, his eyes went black, his head was dizzy, and he almost fell.
"Second Young Master." Liu Liuzhe quickly helped Zhou Zheng.
Zhou Zheng closed his eyes tightly and took deep breaths to relieve headaches and nausea.
After a while, Zhou Zheng opened his eyes with difficulty, looked at the ground and said: "It's okay, I've been sitting for a long time, um, you clean up, let's go back to the house."
Liu Liuzhe said, still a little worried.
After a long while, Zhou Zheng slowly recovered, put the book in his arms, looked at the books piled up in the yard, and said: "Cover the rain and don't get wet."
Liu Liuzhe agreed and asked the guy to bring the awning to cover it.
Seeing that there is no problem, Zhou Zhengcai said, "Go back to the house."
Liu Liuzhe hummed, closed the door, and returned home with Zhou Zheng.
Another day later, Zhou Zheng was holding a book, sitting in a chair in front of the Jiujiang Pavilion, which was constantly under construction, reading the book as if no one was watching.
Zhou Fang ran around inside, regardless of the mud all over, enjoying it.
For several days, Zhou Zheng was either practicing calligraphy in Zhou Ji or reading in front of Jiujiang Pavilion, very at ease.
Zhou Fang seems to be nagging enough, and he is trying to tell Master Liu that he wants to make some changes to Zhou Zheng's design.
Master Liu knew who gave the silver and where it would be changed according to what Zhou Fang said.
At noon, the workers gathered in a circle, sat on the ground, and ate their food quickly.
Zhou Fang was a bit stiff about his identity, and instead of eating with them, he ate at a small table with Liu Liuzhe.
Zhou was reading and did not eat with them.
""Qishan Collected Works", well, it's worth watching."
Suddenly, a clear voice rang in front of Zhou Zheng.
Zhou Zheng was awakened from the book, he couldn't help frowning, and raised his head with a agitated expression.
Suddenly, Zhou Zheng stood up in a hurry and said, "Mr. Jinghu."
The person here was Han Cheng, in his Confucian-colored gown, looking at Zhou Zheng with a smile and said, "Young Master Zhou loves reading?"
Zhou Zheng put down the book in his hand and said: "Students don't have any other hobbies. They just like to read some books. They will be absorbed in watching them, and they are rude."
Han Cheng smiled, then glanced at the artisans who were eating, glanced at Zhou Fang, who was covered in mud, and took out Yangming's handwritten script to Zhou Zhengdao: "Those who have said it for three days, some can't bear to let go, don't blame it."
Zhou Zheng took it and said, "This is also borrowed by the student, otherwise I can show it to my husband for more time."
Han Cheng smiled, looked at the chaotic construction site, and said, "This is the library you want?"
Zhou Zhengdao: "Yes. The student intends to name it Jiujiang Pavilion."
"Jiujiang?"
Han Cheng thought about the name, smiled and said nothing.
In fact, he was not here for the first time. This was the third time. Zhou Zheng, a young man, gave him a very good impression.
At this time, Zhou Fang walked over after eating, glanced at Han Cheng, and said to Zhou Zheng: "Zhengyun, who is this?"
Zhou Zheng hurriedly said, "Brother, this is Mr. Jinghu, sir, this is my brother, Zhou Hengfang."
Zhou Fang didn't think of who Mr. Jinghu was for a while, he just raised his hand politely: "Zhou Fang has seen Mr. Jinghu."
Han Cheng looked at Zhou Fang's dirt, but his temperament was good. He smiled and said, "Don't stick to it, okay."
Zhou Fang was stunned. He didn't understand what this sentence meant. He still didn't know who Mr. Jing Hu was in front of him.
At this moment, a group of people passed by. One of them was a middle-aged man in his 50s, with a square look and not arrogant prestige. He looked at the three of Zhou Zheng and stopped immediately, his eyes widened.
The woman next to him saw him, pulled him a bit, and said, "Master, what's the matter?"
The middle-aged man stared directly at the three of Zhou Zheng and subconsciously said: "How did the Zhou family brothers know Mr. Jinghu?" (End of this chapter)