: The female always defeats the male with quietness

Chen Zhongchun was praised and criticized in later generations, but in general, most of them were praised. Moreover, although this guy has a strange temperament, he is also very social. For example, the old master Wang Xijue once asked him to study with his son Wang Heng, believing that his elegance could affect his son.

A person who is famous all over the world, full of poetry and books, has bones but is good at dancing. Such a person is simply the best candidate for the editor-in-chief. Moreover, Chen Jiru himself is not willing to be an official, so he may be more willing to speak out. The obedient official smiled and said, "Zhongchun, what do you think is the name of this newspaper?"

"The people are the most important, and the country is the second most important, so the king should be called the people's newspaper." Chen Jiru didn't think about it. Newspapers were not rare among literati. Those who wrote historical stories always claimed to have read the newspaper [Fulls of ten feet]. What's more, this era can be said to be the Renaissance era in the East. Just in terms of medicine, Li Shizhen's "Compendium of Materia Medica" has been published for five years. It is true that there are also people in Materia Medica that can cure diseases by burning blood in women, but in the same period, the West is at the same time.

What? It was even more backward. Until the 19th century, Western doctors were treating opium, and it was a good medicine for curing all diseases. Unfortunately, in the 20th century, the Celestial Empire was broken by Western countries, and the literati even got their heads hit in their crotch, believing that cinchona frost is science, while ginseng is a witch doctor, and the situation is the same. Some people even have to cook for the people and cheer for the republic, but they don’t know that there is no expansion of the colonial in the middle, and it is definitely not real people.

It’s like [put down the butcher’s knife and become a Buddha on the ground]. The murderer put down the knife and realized it. But those who have never killed anyone cheered and shouted [put down the butcher’s knife and become a Buddha on the ground]. You have never even taken the knife. What qualifications are you qualified to take this route of putting down the butcher’s knife and becoming a Buddha on the ground? Do you also want to become a Buddha? Just dream!

This residence is from the court, but there are newspapers among the people. Although they only copied the imperial palace, they did let everyone know what newspapers were, rather than what they had never heard of. The obedient official said that he had run the newspaper himself, and Dong and Chen believed it. After completing the Fusang Kingdom in half a year, could it be impossible to run the newspaper? What's more, there was the emperor and the empress in the palace to support him!

When Dong Qichang heard Chen Jiru say that people are rewarded, he shook his head and said, "The Book of Songs. Daya says [Praise the people, be careful and use the precepts, and use the precepts without any fear]. Why not call the people's rewards?"

The good official knew that this meant to advise ministers to be self-conscious, be good at governing the people, be cautious in laws and regulations, and prevent accidents. It is translated into vernacular language, which is four words, people-oriented.

"The Book of Books says [the people are the foundation of the country, and the foundation is the foundation is the country, and the name Xuanzai said is even better." The good official smiled strangely, "But why not call the people a reward."

When Dong and Chen heard this, they immediately laughed, "This is good, the people say that they will just give it."

The three raised their glasses, touched them lightly, and they basically set the tone after they were dry. Dong Qichang took office and did it himself. Chen Jiru organized a newspaper and waved the flag and shouted. As for the good official, he moved wherever he needed. Dong and Chen even laughed and said to him, "You can work harder! Feng Zhang, you are still young, it is time to work harder."

The good official was told by the two of them that he had to scratch his head. Chen Jiru advised him to restrain himself in the past few days and not do anything, and to annoy the father-in-law again, which would be bad.

Look at Chen Jiru's obscene smile when he spoke, the good official was so depressed! He couldn't help but say, "What did I do? Didn't I just smash Wangge's house and rob his daughter..."

Chen Jiru was shocked. He originally said that the good official brought a bunch of Fusang princesses back, so don't run into the garden to hold an unobstructed meeting with the princesses, but he didn't expect that the good official said that he had snatched the daughter of Wang Xijue's family. He pointed at the good official, and his chin almost fell off, "You...have you snatched Wang Rongrong?"

"Or what would I do when I run to Taicang?" The good official couldn't help glaring at him, "Can I run to his door and scold him? Of course, I'm smashing their glass and robbing their daughter."

"You... do you know that Wang Rongrong has verbally promised to the second son of Shen Shi expert?" Chen Jiru looked at him with wide eyes.

Now it is the 11th year of Wanli. Shen Shixing, the second assistant to the cabinet, was 48 years old at this time. He was very young and strong. If nothing unexpected happens, it would be normal to work in the cabinet for another twenty years. In this year's Spring Examination, Shen Shixing's eldest son, Shen Yongmao, also won the Jinshi, and his second son, Yongjia, also had a literary reputation. He and Wang Xijue were the top scorer and the second scorer. It would not be surprising to be a relative.

The so-called verbally promised to the Shen family is actually a matter of affirmation. The two of them were the top scorer in the exam room, one second scorer in the cabinet, and one second scorer in the second scorer. Since they said it, there is no reason to go back on their word. Therefore, the good official robbed the wife of the expert Shen Shi.

Hearing Chen Jiru's words, the good official felt a little shocked in his heart. He smashed the Wang family. He was justified. I have a handle to prove that the prince of the Wang family framed my father, Zheng Guozhang. However, when he went against the entire civil servant group, he Zheng Guofan did not have the ability yet. The huge civil servant group was like an ancient monster. Anyone who dared to stand in front would be crushed into powder.

However, since I did it, there was no regret. Could it be that Wang Rongrong would be sent back at this time? Therefore, he smiled and said, "I have robbed him too. Since the Wang family said that I robbed the girl in the civilians, I naturally want to rob him once for them to see him. Is Shen Shixing the master of the Shen Pavilion? He is also very timid in the cabinet. He heard that he and his concubine were in the same room and were broke in by his wife, and he would raise his hands and shout that he didn't go in. What am I afraid of him?"

Dong Qichang said, "You! I went to Fusang and became frivolous. Those words were just arranged by literati. Master Shen Ge would not listen to the voice of his wife if he was not as a concubine..." He also burst into laughter when he said this, and felt that although his words were elegant, they were still talking about the same thing.

This [you have to listen to the voice of your wife when you enter the concubine's female] is indeed too vicious, so the literati's mouth is really unethical. The three of them looked at each other, and Dong Qichang quickly looked serious. No matter what, he is the oldest and he still has to take this posture.

Xiao Douzi kept serving him, but he was young and thirsty. At this time, he had been dozing off with big heads next to him. Bao Yiman Beheri and his two were serving him. Now they were working tirelessly on Sinology. For example, they couldn't understand a single sentence before, but they could basically understand ordinary words. However, this sentence was a little bit unintelligible. Bao Yiman couldn't help but be interested in learning and asked, "Master, what does the word "Pen" mean?" Beheri also turned around and listened carefully.

The good official looked at Bao Yiman blinking at him. Although Bei Herui bent down to spoon the wine, he stuck out his butt and his ears studded. He looked at Dong Qichang and then looked at Chen Jiru, and suddenly laughed. Chen Jiru even laughed, "Xuanzai, pretend to be gentle! Look, it's not just revealed." Dong Qichang's face turned purple, but he had no choice but to admit it. Thinking about it, this sentence was indeed despicable, so he had to smile bitterly.

Bao Yiman Beheri blinked his eyes, but he didn't know what his master laughed at with these two young masters. Fortunately, the good official is still a good teacher. He grabbed her ears and whispered the meaning of the word "Pin". Bao Yiman shouted, and his face turned red. Although her skin was darker, she also saw a shy look.

The black slaves also regard white as beauty. Their skin color is the lightest among the thousands of black slaves. At this time, they are dyed with a layer of redness, just like the dark peach brocade in Shu brocade in the sun, with a unique charm. Bei Herui is also interested in learning, so he came over and asked Bao Yiman, "What does the master mean?"

Bao Yiman said that with a red face, and Beheri also blushed, his eyes turned, pursed his lips, looked at his master, and lowered his head. The good official looked at her slightly thick and round lips and couldn't help but feel moved.

In the Ming Dynasty, the common people cursed people almost the same as five hundred years later. However, literati should pay attention to their identity. Perhaps if they are usually sent out, they would also say this word to the common people in the market, but they would not use it. Instead, they used a relatively written statement, "The Book of the Great Dai Li" says: "The hills (protruding) are peony, and the valleys are female (concave)."

Even so, we can say that "***" is more elegant than "Dream of Red Mansions", because *** uses the word "Pin", but in the Dream of Red Mansions, [the sound of squeaks and sluts] will appear at every turn. Therefore, what is obscure is not the words, but the human heart. If you have this in your heart, you will be stunned by the [Pin is always quiet and surpassing the mother] when reading "Tao Te Ching" (I often use mud horses to silence in my book, ah! The style is obviously not as good as ***!).

Chen Jiru was a guy who was not polite and law. Seeing the two of them shy and gentle appearances, he could not help but praise them, "Fengzhang, you two Kunlun slaves are so good, they have a unique charm."

According to the rules of the Ming Dynasty, the good official would say, "Zhongchun likes it, I will give it to you." But the good official could not accept the customs of the ancients. He immediately coughed twice, "I can't give it to you. You guys are still not very enlightened. Although you say that the literati and Jinshi are very tall, they still regard themselves as a literati, which does not conform to your statement that the people are the most important."

Chen Jiru also knew that he was a joke, and his face turned a little red, but he was a person who left the name of "abandoning the Confucian shirt" in history. He stood up and bowed deeply to Bao Yimanbeheri, "I'm so rude, don't blame me."

Dong Qichang saw it, afraid that he would hurt his brother's feelings, so he went to smooth things over. "Okay, okay, Zhongchun, Feng Zhang didn't mean that." The obedient official burst out laughing, "I mean that, two brothers, in fact, I'm really not used to this custom. We three are dating poetry and books, and love is like brothers, but I don't agree with using women to prove the brotherhood. It's not certain. In another five hundred years, women will also have the power to pursue happiness. Girls like Miss Yan's family may be everywhere."

He was telling the truth, but half a step ahead is a genius, and one step ahead is a nerve. The good official's words are too big. Dong Qichang and Chen Jiru had to think that he was talking about the Yan family on purpose. Chen Jiru was not polite and did not take the matter to heart. He heard this and said, "This time the Yan family reached out to help, and my uncle was very grateful. Can you make a marriage for you and Miss Yan's family? This is not good."

Dong Qichang nodded, "I don't need to say much about my uncle's temperament. You are very clear about it. However, after all, it depends on what Concubine De in the palace said. I guess the Yan family is preparing for it. If the emperor in the palace talks about a marriage personally, the Yan family will settle for the second best and ask for a position in a side room."

The good official was just joking, but when both of them talked about Miss Yan, the girl who liked to wear white silk flashed in her mind. She couldn't help but frown and her face was bitter, all of which were full of worries. Dong and Chen laughed loudly, and Chen Jiru slapped him on the shoulder, "Feng Zhang, I know what the fate is that you are too handsome! You are really taller..." As she said that, she laughed, "The taller you look like an adult. In a few years, you may be thrown with fruits when you go out."

"Go and go, I'm sleepy." The good official quickly got up. It was really evil. As he spoke, he used his appearance to attack him. He was so evil. Damn it. If you want to blame him, he had to blame that lady. He took my pants as soon as he came over, which led to the character Feng Zhang's face. It must be that this character is inconsistent with my horoscope...

At this time, it was dawn, and Dong Qichang was in his early thirties. He was not as energetic as a good official. When he said this, he immediately started to yawn, "I'll go back to my room to sleep, get up and talk!"

Chen Jiru still wanted to talk to the good official, but the good official said he wanted to see Xiaoqian. He didn't force himself to go back to the room when he heard this. As soon as he entered the door, he turned around and closed the door. Rong Fu turned over on the bed. Chen Jiru was surprised, "Why are you not resting yet? It's almost dawn outside."

"Nu Nu is not worried about the master!" Rong Fu got up and poured him water and cleaned his face, then poured a full basin of hot water with a wooden basin, squatted, took off his shoes and socks, pressed them into the basin, and carefully rubbed his feet. Chen Jiru felt the fatigue dissipated a little. Looking at Rong Fu squatting on the ground, he couldn't help laughing, "Are you trying to ask, Feng Zhang is back, what about Mu Yan?"

Rong Fu looked up and smiled on his cheek, "The master felt that Nunu didn't care about the master at all?"

Although she is only fifteen years old, she has her face exposed her forehead and has two maids around her to serve her, but she still hasn't learned to hide it. Chen Jiru is funny, but she feels more and more cute, not childish, nor vulgar. If she is with people all day long, he will not like it. He immediately said, "Don't worry about this matter. If you say this matter, it doesn't matter, and I don't think about it..."

Rong Fu was slightly disappointed, so he wiped his feet with a towel, got up and cleaned up the water basin, and then lay down with him and whispered: "Young Master, can't even a little maid beside him!"

Chen Jiru turned over and hugged him and said, "Silly girl, Feng Zhang's current identity can be used as favors even for people around him. The Yan family spent a lot of effort to sell the great favors. Now He Ma Xiang is wandering around the garden every day. Isn't it just for their ladies to plan a position beside Feng Zhang? He is in a high position! Many times he is involuntarily involuntarily. Now the emperor has promoted Feng Zhang's sister to Concubine De, but before that, he will also select a few concubines to be a concubine, which is so concealed... Why don't I want to be an official, that's the case."

Rong Fu leaned sideways, stretched out his arms like a lotus root and hugged him, sighing with satisfaction, he changed from a little maid to his current identity, and the master is also a well-known famous scholar in the world. What else is there to be dissatisfied with? But Mu Yan is pitiful...

She was thinking about it, but Chen Jiru reached out to support her breasts and gently twisted the grapes on her chest, "Good meat, make a poured candle for the master, is that okay?"

Rong Fu, who was sore and soft all over his body, whispered: "The master is the worst. He talked to the master all night, but he didn't know he was tired, so he came to bully others again..." As he said that, he laughed in a low voice, and suddenly, a low sang in the room.
Chapter completed!