The Bookish Scholar of the Red Mansion

The next day, when Xue Biao returned to the academy, he told Chen Heng that the money was ready.

Chen Heng also clenched his fists excitedly. Now everything is ready, all he needs is the east wind.

But how to find this Dongfeng is indeed a troublesome matter. Chen Heng thought for a moment and knew that this matter had to be done beautifully.

After half a day of class, Chen Heng took Xue Biao to the mountain chief's house and told him his request for leave.

Pei Huaizhen just nodded lightly. As early as two years ago, Chen Heng was forced to leave Jing'an Literary Society, and he could see the restlessness in this kid's bones.

What are you going to do this time?

Chen Heng said hesitantly: I don't dare to talk to the mountain leader until the matter is completed. If this matter can be accomplished, it will definitely be a good thing for the country and the people.

Are you trying to pressure me with words? Pei Huaizhen chuckled.

How could Chen Heng dare to accept these words? He quickly raised his hand and said with a smile: It is the mountain chief who teaches well and always makes us put the people of the world first. The students just want to do something.

After saying this, Chen Heng looked nervously at Pei Huaizhen, who was sitting there, fearing that the other party would say no. This look made him see something sad.

In the past five years, Pei Huaizhen has aged a lot. Not only has my hair become whiter, but there are also more age spots on my face.

Time will smooth out people's edges and corners, and it will also make people see away many things.

When Chen Heng first met the mountain chief, although he had been an official for a long time, he still carried the majestic aura of when he was an official and was in charge, making people intimidated. Don't dare to make mistakes rashly.

But now Pei Huaizhen looks more and more like an academy principal. This statement may be a bit strange.

Chen Heng could only say that if he had made such a request before, the mountain chief would have looked at him silently until he hurriedly left without saying a word.

How long do you plan to ask for?

Hard to say.

Will you leave the city?

Not sure.

After several questions and answers, Pei Huaizhen was not angry. He just put his hands on the two of them and asked: It's just you two, I'm not worried. I'll send someone to protect you.

Do you need to bring a bodyguard for this? Chen Heng scratched his head, but he also knew that if he didn't agree to this request, he might not be able to get out. He immediately nodded and said: Student understands, Mr. Xie is caring.

Pei Huaizhen sat in his seat, raised his hand and wrote a note, asking them to take it to find Jia Yucun. Seeing the two young boys about to step out the door, he couldn't help but said from his position: Don't run too far.

Yes, Chief Shan.

When Chen Heng and Chen Heng walked out with smiles, Pei Huaizhen had time to look at the back of her hands. Wrinkled and aging skin once became delicate and smooth.

Pei Huaizhen shook his head. The reason why he agreed to Chen Heng's request was because when he was young, he was also a very troublesome boss.

Otherwise, given his status as the top pick, he would say something nice. Even during the period of the Supreme Emperor, powerful ministers were in power. It was not like he had been living outside for more than ten years. It was not until he met His Majesty that he had the opportunity to show his ambition.

A thousand-mile horse emerges from the mountains, but a phoenix will not be trapped in a cage.

Truly talented people often like to toss more than the average person.

Pei Huaizhen understands this truth and loves Chen Heng's hard work, and is not willing to fold his wings and become an honest and well-behaved nerd.

Chen Heng at this end took the note and went straight to Jia Yucun's room. It's also interesting to talk about Jia Yucun. He was obviously a treacherous hypocrite in the book, but now that we get along with him, we only see the knowledgeable and humorous side of him.

After Jia Yucun read the note, he asked curiously: What do you two want to do this time?

No matter what happens to the other party in the future, he is now the academy's academic master and his teacher. Chen Heng said politely: It's just some trivial matters. The student suddenly had an idea and wanted to drag his senior brother to do it together.

Jia Yucun knew that the boy was not telling the truth, so he didn't ask any more questions. He just said to him, I'm back and I have to catch up on my homework.

Yes. Chen Heng and Xue Biao nodded together.

Go on, go on. Jia Yucun did not try to persuade him to stay, but only gave the final warning, If something happens to you, go to the government office immediately to hide, and ask the government officials to bring a message back to the academy. Don't fight with others.

Students save it and learn to be honest.

After bidding farewell to the two teachers, Chen Heng and Xue Biao walked directly out of the academy. The classmates have long been relieved. When they are away these days, Jiang Yuanbai and Qian Dayou will help them write down their daily homework questions.

As soon as the two people walked out of the door, they saw a very familiar figure yawning at the door.

Brother Su Zhao?

Chen Heng just exclaimed, while Xue Biao's eyes widened, as if he had seen a ghost.

Brother Heng.

Xin Suzhao also said hello with a frown on his face. He was happy that he could jump out of the academy, but also had a headache because he was accompanied by Xue Ba on the road.

Eighteen-year-old Xin Suzhao has a handsome appearance, a slender figure, a tiger's back and a wasp's waist, with one arm hanging at his side. Even though he wears loose clothes, he can still see his strong lines. It really looks like a young general walking out of a painting.

I didn't expect that the person sent by the mountain chief was you. Chen Heng said happily.

However, Xin Suzhao raised an eyebrow and said with a smile: That's right. Apart from me, the ten thousand year Ding class, who else in the academy can accompany you to toss with you.

What do you call you? Xue Zhu curled his lips, this kid, couldn't he see that there were two people standing in front of him.

Chen Heng looked to the left, then to the right, and couldn't help but hold his forehead. If it's broken, I'm afraid this journey won't be smooth.

But the deal is already done, and it’s useless to try to change it. Chen Heng had no choice but to be caught in the middle and started to pretend to be dumbfounded, Let's go to the printing shop first.

Just as Xue Biao was about to speak, Xin Suzhao was already ahead and said with a smile: Okay, brother Heng will do whatever he says, and brother will listen to you.

Oh my God, Chen Heng couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Fortunately, there was no dispute between the two of them on the way out. Only one of them spoke and the other kept silent. Just like two children who were at odds with each other, Chen Heng was too lazy to care about them and just let them be.

When he came to the printing shop, Chen Heng met several old craftsmen and told them his requirements for the newspaper one by one. Metal movable type printing has been popular since the previous dynasty, but it has not yet become mainstream. So far, there are no technical difficulties.

Seeing several old craftsmen patting their chests and promising that there would be no problem, Chen Heng immediately grabbed the two of them and went out to look for the Dongfeng he wanted.

The first stop for the three of them was Daming Temple. There were many pilgrims here and there were many stalls at the door. There are fortune tellers, family letter writers, sesame seed sellers, and scholars who come here specifically to sell calligraphy and paintings. It is really a bustling place where all kinds of businesses compete.

Brother Heng, what are we looking for?

The three of them sat at the roadside tea shop for a long time, and the pot of tea was almost empty. Xin Suzhao also pricked up his ears. He now knew what the newspaper that Hengdi wanted to run was.

It can make people feel novel and remember things after seeing it. Chen Heng couldn't explain the meaning of hot spots, so he had to lengthen the content.

Isn't it enough to have your new work? Xue Biao continued to ask. Xin Suzhao also knew about Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio written by Chen Heng, so there was no need to deliberately avoid concealing it.

Chen Heng shook his head, After all, this is the first edition. Everything starts over. I still want to do better.

If everyone opens the newspaper just for the sake of reading, the attractiveness of the newspaper will inevitably decrease over time. If a newspaper wants to be truly promoted, it needs to cultivate people's interest in reading other content.

For good habits, we must lay the foundation from the beginning.

Chen Heng pulled the two of them to sit at the gate of Daming Temple for another half an hour, and then immediately moved to the second stop. They turned to the Yangzhou government office gate and watched the people coming in and out.

I don't know if the government office is too efficient, or if the people who come here are just for trivial matters. After more than an hour, the five or six people who came in and out all came in with sad faces and came out smiling.

Xin Suzhao saw from the side that Chen Heng was a little anxious, so he said: Brother Heng, if you want to see someone complain, you have come to the wrong place.

Oh? Chen Heng asked with some confusion, How do you say this?

Xue Biao also tilted his head and listened silently.

Why do ordinary people come to the government office gate? Xin Suzhao pointed with his hand. His father was an official and knew the doorways here very well. If any ordinary person dares to bother the prefect, the county magistrate will have deep feelings for such people. Absolutely disgusting.”

If you really want to see someone complain, you have to go to Fukuo County Yamen. The entrance there is lively.

The so-called Fukuo County is just like Wanping County in the capital. Although they belong to one city, each neighborhood is governed by a different county. One of the counties in Yangzhou is Jiangdu County.

Chen Heng suddenly realized this, and after saying thank you several times, he hurried out and stopped a few bearers, carried the three of them and ran to the Jiangdu County Government Office.

As soon as we arrived here, there were indeed many more people at the gate of the county government office than at the government office.

Chen Heng happily borrowed two benches from the shop next door and took the two of them to sit at the door. Seeing someone gathering at the gate of the county government office for discussion, Chen Heng silently went up to listen.

Unfortunately, the questions I heard were all trivial and trivial. Chen Heng was a little dissatisfied. Besides asking Xue Biao to take notes and write them down, he chose to continue waiting.

This kind of day passed for three consecutive days, and Xin Suzhao was really dizzy and couldn't figure out what Hengdi wanted.

How about changing to another place? Xue Biao gave his own suggestion. Jiangdu is not the only county under Yangzhou City.

Chen Heng shook his head. His family would send things over in the next two days, and he couldn't leave Yangzhou for the time being.

Wait for two more days, wait for my father to deliver the things, and then we will go to the nearby counties.

Xin Suzhao was overjoyed on the spot, finally able to leave Yangzhou and go out for a walk.

At this moment, Chen Heng's gaze suddenly brightened as he glanced into the distance.

In his field of vision, there was a man pacing back and forth at the gate of the county government office. His eyes were full of sadness and he looked like he was in trouble. But the other party looked like he was afraid to advance, and regretful about retreating, so wasn't he in big trouble?

The second update is here, and the third update is on the way. Hahahahaha, be there on time before one o'clock.