Pei Yunxiao took Jinnian and rode a carriage to Donglin Restaurant. Han Shaozhen was already waiting in the exclusive room for the two of them.

Donglin Restaurant is also the property of Han Shaozhen, which also has shares of Pei Yunxiao.

This is the most talented place in the capital except the Imperial College.

At first, it was just because all the poor students who went to Beijing to study or take scientific examinations would stay here. And even the poor scholars who have been admitted, if they are officials in Beijing, they will occasionally come here to sit down.

This is the place where the poor scholars talk about history and politics, and countless ideas collide here, bursting out unique sparks.

Gradually, some poor students who are either unwilling to take scientific examinations, or because the family dominates political resources, do not have access to scientific examinations, and are marginalized. They will also come here to relieve their ambitions.

"Xiao Qi, why do you stay at home for dozens of days and come here when you go out?" Although Han Shaozhen was a bit sloppy, his political thinking was still extremely keen.

Pei Yunxiao didn't intend to hide it from him in the first place: "I'm waiting for an opportunity here."

"What opportunity?" Han Shaozhen was curious.

"Wait for a chance... to be famous." Pei Yun said astonishingly.

"Famous? Haha!" Han Shaozhen thought it was funny: "If you want to be famous, you just have to stand up and shout-I'm Pei's Xiaoqi.

Then the people below will say, eh, isn't that the seventh son of the Pei family? There will be someone picking it up again, yes, yes, I heard that he is the fairy boy who came to the world! Some people would say that he had worshipped a farmer before! …"

Han Shaozhen danced, shaking his head and imitating, Pei Yunxiao couldn't help rolling his eyes.

"So, what name did you come up with?" Enough trouble, Han Shaozhen came over, flashing big puzzled eyes.

"You'll know in a while." Pei Yunxiao took a sip of tea and glanced downstairs.

It should be almost there!

Suddenly, there was a commotion outside the door of the restaurant, and many people dressed as scholars stood up and gathered towards the door.

When the other customers heard the movement, they all came out to see, upstairs and downstairs, instantly full of people.

In the midst of the attention, two middle-aged men with plain clothes and Confucian crowns walked into the restaurant one after another, one with a thin face and long beard, and the other with a square face and a mustache.

The two of them are calm and calm, and although their eyes are old, they are not chaotic. As soon as he entered the door, he exchanged greetings with the scholar in front of the door.

"I said why there are so many people today. It turns out that Huang Han and Liu Feng are back." Han Shaozhen said on the side: "Xiao Qi, who is waiting, are they?"

Pei Yunxiao nodded slightly and acquiesced.

At the door, a young Confucian student approached Huang Han and Liu Feng to give a student gift, and said with excitement: "I heard that the two gentlemen are coming to Beijing today, and the student Qin Zicheng led all the students from the capital to pick up the dust for the husband!"

Everyone salutes frequently. Huang Han and Liu Fou are moved, and they are embraced by several people to sit at the table.

"So he is Qin Zicheng..." Pei Yunxiao looked at the young man downstairs.

In the original book, he was Huang Han's most trusted and relied student, but he was designed by the family to die tragically, leaving the emperor and the poor family without a big help.

"This is a personal thing." Han Shaozhen is only thirteen years old, and shaking a fan really looks like pointing the country: "At the age of seventeen, the flower hunting appointed by your majesty was also the main force in the impeachment of the Chen family. Now Yushi Apart from him, there is no second person who dares to tell the truth."

"I don't know what office your Majesty will appoint when the two adults, Huang and Liu rise up this time. However, there must be a lot of resistance to the center." Pei Yunxiao followed.

"Didn't you always care about these things?" Han Shaozhen looked at Pei Yunxiao.

"What if you don't care? Like you, like me, who can escape?" Pei Yunxiao asked back.

"That's what I said." Han Shaozhen raised his eyebrows: "What about you? Waiting for them here, what do you want to do?"

Pei Yunxiao looked downstairs, and many scholars had gathered around Huang Han and Liu Feng to ask questions and discuss their studies, knowing that the time had come.

She called to Jinnian who was behind her, and Jinnian came forward, took out a thick stack of paper from her arms, and handed it to Pei Yunxiao.

"Fifth brother, this, you have to read it for me." Pei Yunxiao handed the paper to Han Shaozhen.

Han Shaozhen took it questioningly. Once he opened it, his eyes froze instantly. He scanned it roughly, the surprise in his eyes was hard to suppress, and he looked at Pei Yunxiao in disbelief: "Little Qi, this is what you wrote?"

Pei Yunxiao nodded.

The twenty days she spent in the study was to complete these three articles.

It records what she has seen and heard during her travels in the south of the Yangtze River. It has spent her eighteen years of modernity and nine years of learning, using words and sentences, and almost lost her life!

The first "Tongyang Fu" is about her experience in Pei's ancestral land.

There are manors inherited by the Pei family and several aristocratic clans for centuries. Numerous tenant farmers farmed and worked in them, and their clothes were worn out, but they thought they had gained stability with their hard work.

The family members of Tongyang wear gold and silver, silk Luoqi, day by day bells and great food, night and night music, like a paradise on earth. Just because a bite of food is inconsistent with the appetite, a piece of silk is out of reach, and it can be thrown away wantonly.

"...The rice in the ditch can fill a household's hunger, and the silk in the ditch can weave a hundred winter clothes..." Han Shaozhen's voice resounded throughout the restaurant.

The second is "Linchuan Fu". At that time, she traveled to Linchuan County and saw a peasant household selling children and women in order to pay off the rent, reluctant to give up. The Dali law does not allow human trafficking, but it is the tyrant who buys people, and the deduction is the land rent. The local parent officials have to nod and bow in front of the tyrants. Who can call the shots for the flat-headed people?

"... Tigers and leopards have never eaten each other, and wolves are everywhere in human clothes..." The evil spirits in the world are better than the tigers and leopards in the mountains.

The third chapter is "Shenquan Fu". Pei Yunxiao entrusted a scholar living in Qingshan County as a guest. He has been relying on the mountain Shenquan as a sustenance, and only titled the gold list for his father. It's a pity that he was born in a humble background, and was full of academics but encountered fraud in the examination hall, and the painstaking article was put under the name of others. The scholar is full of resentment, has no way to complain, returns home in depression, drowns in the gods, prays for reincarnation, to see Qingming and rule the world.

"...The noble is self-expensive, but the dust; the low-rank is self-sufficient and heavy!..." Shusheng was dying and could only cry helplessly, but it would not help except for losing his life.

Three fuss, three things, aristocratic families, farmers, and scholars are all included in it.

Han Shaozhen read it in one go, heartily. After reading the three chapters, there is no sound in the surroundings.

Pei Yunxiao stood with her head high, calmly accepting countless gazes around, and her gaze has been fixed on Huang Han and Liu Feng downstairs.

This is her plan, to use these three Jiangnan Fu to attract the attention of Huang and Liu, and then let the emperor notice her.

At first, Pei Yunxiao's vision did not intend to write the family's writing in the article too sinister, after all, she was born in Sri Lanka, and she will still be confused in the future.

But as soon as she stroked the pen, she couldn't help feeling outrageous in her chest, and her words became fierce. I wanted to change it after I wrote it, but I couldn't find a more suitable sentence, so I finally used the original one.

Anyway, the blood of her family can't be changed. If your majesty is interested in her, with the thoughts of grandfather and Pei family, she will spare no effort to push herself to the top in the future, and her goal will be achieved.

Huang Han stared at the immature-looking little fat man upstairs, and it took him a long time to accept it. This shocking article came from his handwriting.

The vocabulary is not concise enough, and some sentences are a bit nondescript. But this is not important, what is important is that this is just a young child who already has such insights and thoughts, how rare!

"This little brother, can you let me take a look at your article?" Huang Han stood up and said.

Pei Yunxiao smiled slightly-she was right!

"Of course!" Pei Yunxiao picked up his paper manuscript, went downstairs, and handed it to Huang Han.

Huang Han was fascinated by the calligraphy on the paper at a glance. Is it true that the child in front of him wrote such a chic and elegant font?

"Can these three Fu be given to the old man?" Huang Han asked.

"It's my honor to get Mr. Huang's blue eyes!" Of course Pei Yunxiao is willing.

"Then... please write down your name, the old man will frame it when he goes back." Huang Han said again.

Pei Yunxiao readily agreed. The shop on the side gave me pens and inks immediately.

Pei Yunxiao took up his sleeves, dipped in ink, and wrote three words-Pei Yifei at the end of the three volumes.

"Pei Yifei?" Qin Zicheng, who was watching, said in surprise. This surname, such calligraphy, would not be an ordinary person in the capital!

Pei Yunxiao just pretended not to hear, and took out his private seal from his arms and printed it on the side of his name.

After doing all this, Pei Yunxiao paid the Confucian gift to Huang Han and Liu Feng, and then left. Only the scholars in the room were whispering, peering at the three blockbuster articles on the table.

"Pei Yifei?" Han Shaozhen, who came after him, looked curious: "Is this your pseudonym?"

"No, starting from today, it will be my watch." Pei Yun raised his head and greeted the sunlight on the horizon.

"Characters?" Han Shaozhen was shocked by Pei Yunxiao again: "Before the weak crown, I took the words privately, did not tell the elders, and wrote such a ridiculous article, Pei Xiaoqi, one day your father will meet I was **** off by you!"

Pei Yunxiao ignored Han Shaozhen’s words that the dog couldn’t spit out ivory, just thinking about it quietly.

She wanted to call this name for a long time.

Ju Huaiyi, thriving and thinking of flying, want to go to the blue sky and take the moon!

Pei Yunxiao is really famous. Oh no, to be precise, Pei Yifei is famous.

But as long as it is a caring person, it is easy to know that Pei Yifei is Pei's Xiaoqi Pei Yunxiao.

The scene at the Donglin restaurant that day was passed on by many people and talked about it. Baishan Bookstore even published a one-line script.

"Donglin Lunxue Qin Yushi Su Yan welcomes his teacher, Jiangnan Sanfu Pei's son is shockingly famous" tells the story with a nose and eyes, and sold thousands of copies within a few days and made a lot of money.

So angry that Han Shaozhen beat his chest, and hated that he could take this opportunity to make a fortune because he didn't open a bookstore in the first place!

However, the Pei family and the families of all the family members silently collectively lost their voices on this matter. After all, even Pei Yunxiao had not personally admitted that he was Pei Yifei, so everything can only be counted as market rumors.

The Pei family, the three Pei Nao brothers, and Pei Yunxiao's older brothers all expressed dissatisfaction with this matter, but Pei Wei's attitude was rather ambiguous, neither saying good nor bad.

Pei Yunxiao immediately determined that Pei Wei's ideas coincided with him, and that Pei Wei had a longer-term vision and a more prudent strategy than Pei Nao. What he seeks is a check and balance with the imperial power.

But Pei Nao, there are many ambitious families, I am afraid that they want more than so much.

Dali Imperial City.

Emperor Murong Jin once again opened the "Three Fus of the South of the Yangtze River" by Pei's Xiaoqi presented by Huang Han. The words and sentences in this article had already been engraved into his mind.

Every time I read these three Fu, Murong Jin always remembers the pride and passion in his chest when he first ascended the throne. But all this was consumed a little bit by this Miyagi.

From too long ago, the Murong clan's royal family was controlled by these nobles.

Because the Dali at that time experienced the most painful turmoil in history, he was forced to relocate from the former capital city and came here, supported by aristocratic families and reorganized the rivers and mountains.

At that time, the only thing that the royal family could rely on was these prestigious nobles. But until now, it has been hard to come back, and he has made several shots, but has not been able to shake the family. Even his most trustworthy ministers almost got in.

When Huang Han handed over these three Fus to himself, he was full of praise for the child of Pei's family.

Murong Jin believed in Huang Han's vision. At the age of nine, my mind has gradually formed, and I can't easily change it. But now he can't do anything, he can only pretend that he doesn't know anything, and has nothing to do with these aristocratic families.

He will wait for Pei Xiaoqi to grow up, hope, this child, don't let him down!

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