On the other side.
Zhang Feng brought the three women to Mr. Yushan's guest room. .
The guest room was not simple.
Every room here was very exquisite, especially in terms of the materials used. Almost all of them were made of the most precious sandalwood. In the room, there was a huge bookshelf that displayed the ancient books and rare books that had been collected by the Poetry House since ancient times. There were even a lot of unique books.
There was a huge study room and a bed in it.
That was all.
It seemed that this place was very thoughtful, or perhaps it was originally prepared for a great scholar.
As soon as they entered the room.
Mr. Yushan smiled bitterly and said, "Mr. He Xian, what are you playing at?"
"When the Old Man learned that Mr. He Xian had come to Jiangnan, he was still a little uncertain. Coincidentally, he was invited to the Poetry House and wanted to find a few seedlings, so... he came to see which daring person dared to impersonate Mr. He Xian. I didn't expect it to really be you."
Zhang Feng saluted and said, "Mr. Yushan, I haven't seen you for a long time. I wonder if you are well?"
After Yu'er and the other two women saluted Mr. Yushan, Mr. Yushan narrowed his eyes and said, "As expected of Mr. He Xian. You came to Jiangnan in anger for a woman. This kind of courage is really rare!"
Zhang Feng laughed and said, "If I didn't have the courage of a man, then wouldn't I be the same as Mr. Yushan?"
The two of them laughed loudly.
Then Mr. Yushan asked, "Little Zhang, what are your plans for coming to Jiangnan this time? This time, I heard that people in the clan want to deal with you. "
Zhang Feng heard this. Although he already knew about this, and he came here to do the same thing, he was hindered by Mr. Yushan's identity.
He was still thinking about how to win him over, but now that he heard Mr. Yushan tell him this in person, he still felt a little incredulous.
But after thinking about it, Zhang Feng still attributed it to the appreciation between Daoist scholars.
"Alas!" Zhang Feng sighed and took out a pack of cigarettes. He wanted to hand it to Mr. Yushan, but when he saw Mr. Yushan staring at the pack, he couldn't help but hand it to Mr. Yushan and said, "Mr. Yushan, to be honest, this time I came to Jiangnan with this plan in mind."
Mister Yushan placed Zhang Feng's cigarette case into his bosom. Then, he took out a bamboo tube and took out an old man's cigarette. He lit it on the oil lamp and began to smoke with great enjoyment.
Zhang Feng's eyelids twitched.
"Mr. Yushan, your cigarette …"
Mister Yushan pursed his lips and said, "About that? When I left Xiao Mountain, Mr. Zihuai gave it to me. This thing is strong enough, and its effect is excellent. It's just that I don't have much left. "
Hearing this, Zhang Feng couldn't help but twitch his mouth.
This was not courting death, this was waiting for death!
The old Scholar should have invited him, but he didn't agree to go to the Academy. So the old Scholar …
"Mr. Yushan, don't smoke too much. It's not good for your health. If you like it, I'll have someone send you a fixed amount of cigarettes every month."
Mr. Yushan shook his head and said with a smile, "I know what you mean. Although this thing has an excellent effect of refreshing the mind, it's harmful to the body. You said this at the beginning, and Doctor Sun also told the Old Man, but the Old Man didn't think so."
"Life is in a trance for only a few decades. If you don't live a little more freely, then what's the point of living?"
Hearing this.
Zhang Feng couldn't help but be silent.
Mr. Yushan was right. At the beginning, he was also like this. Everything was based on his own preferences.
But later, things went in the direction that he had to be busy.
But, did he follow his heart?
Was he really happy?
Zhang Feng couldn't help but envy Mr. Yushan.
He clasped his fists and said nothing.
Mr. Yushan was very open-minded. Seeing Zhang Feng understood, he laughed and said, "Tell me, what do you want to do in Jiangnan this time? If you want to open an Academy here, I'm very much in favor of it! "
"Do you know how many poor scholars are watching outside the study room at this moment?"
Zhang Feng was stunned. "Isn't this Poetry House for all the officials? Why … "
The vanguard didn't believe it and opened the window of the room. In an instant, he looked out of the window and saw the sea of people outside the Poetry House.
There were at least ten times more people outside than inside, and all of them were dressed in rags. They all came from poor families.
At this moment, some people in clan clothes were picking and choosing in the crowd, as if they were looking for goods.
Mr. Yushan said, "Now you know the reason?"
"Those who can enter the Poetry House are basically rich people. Some people can't take a step in their whole life. It's not that they don't want to come in, but they really don't have the ten coins!"
"So, most of them either choose to rely on those clans, or can only wait until the imperial examination in spring. Only in this way can they have a chance."
Zhang Feng was silent.
He finally knew why Mr. Yushan asked him if he was going to open an Academy in Jiangnan when they just met.
"Mr. Yushan, to be honest, a big part of the reason I came to Jiangnan this time is because of you!"
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