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  Chapter 330 328 [Only waiting for the first sound of the new thunder]

  Chen Zilong had seen Liu Rushi a long time ago, and he was a little emotional, but didn't think much about it.

  For the so-called scholars who have the world in their hearts, courtesans are just emotional comfort when their careers are not going well.

   Now is the time of the Great Revolution. The "Nongzheng Quanshu" edited by himself has just been praised by Zhao Han in public. It is obvious that it will be reused. Chen Zilong is full of national affairs.

  When he saw Zhao Han and Liu Rushi talking, he immediately woke up and deliberately pretended not to know each other to avoid suspicion.

  Liu Rushi acted like a man, abandoning his delicate and girlish attitude, and replied simply and neatly, "I report to the general town, I am an official in the Luling County Propaganda Department, and I passed the exam by myself, not because of someone else."

   "Do a good job." Zhao Han praised with a smile.

   "Obey!"

   Liu Rushi replied sonorously, feeling that his tone was a bit contrived, so he just laughed there.

   "Haha." Zhao Han also found it interesting.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

  The scholars around laughed, but they didn't know what they were laughing at.

  Liu Rushi suddenly said to the scholars: "Gentlemen, Zongzhen is also a child prodigy. I once got Zongzhen's old poem. I wonder if you have heard of it?"

  As long as the poems of the superiors are not badly written, everyone will definitely praise them.

  Zhang Dai was very interested, and said, "All ears."

  Everyone pricked up their ears, and Liu Rushi immediately recited: "Don't sing the songs of the old age, there is also a galaxy in the world. In Shihao Village, there are more tears than in the Hall of Eternal Life."

   "Good poem!"

  Chen Zilong understood immediately, and praised: "The poet's entrusted feelings are also the ambitions of last resort. This ambition is not only for self-suit, but also for the far-reaching!"

   This is not only a precise flattering, but also Chen Zilong's true thoughts.

  He believes that poetry expresses aspirations, not only to express personal emotions, but also to reflect society and the times. In later generations, he was known as the "Ming Dynasty Poetry Army".

  Liu Rushi recited Zhao Han's poem, and Chen Zilong expounded two more sentences, immediately setting the tone of the new dynasty's poetry creation: caring for the sufferings of the people!

  In other words, don’t be sad all day long.

  Zhao Han smiled and said: "You gentlemen, don't think too much. Poems and articles are also excellent for expressing emotions. I like "Looking at the Snow at the Pavilion in the Heart of the Lake" by the eldest son very much."

   All the scholars envied Chen Zilong before, and now they envy Zhang Dai, and they are the ones who are simple in the king's heart.

  Zhang Dai cupped his hands and said: "The humorous prose is easy to laugh at."

Zhao Han was quite emotional, and said to Zhang Dai: "December of the fifth year of Chongzhen, you went to the West Lake to enjoy the snow... In that year, I first proposed "Geweilun", which offended many Taoists. Master, lure me to the county government to arrest me and put me in jail."

  Regarding Zhao Han's life experience, there have been many rumors, and no one can figure out which one is true.

  Lu Xiangguan couldn't help asking: "Is the general town really burning the county government?"

  Zhao Han said with a smile: "At that time, I was young and frivolous, and I couldn't bear the bird's temper. So I killed my master and Dian Shi, burned down the county government office, and wandered around with my teacher."

   "But Mr. Pang from the General Military Mansion?" Chen Qianji couldn't help asking.

Zhao Han nodded and said, "It's Mr. Pang. Mr. Pang is a scholar of Liaodong General. His whole family was killed by Mandarin slaves, and was ostracized by Ming officials. He said he wanted to rebel, and I said I wanted to rebel. They hit it off and rebelled." . Haha, it’s a chance meeting.”

   While everyone sighed, they were also fascinated and could imagine the scene.

  A young man who was about to be framed and sent to prison single-handedly killed officials and burned government officials. With his half-blind teacher, he wandered around the rivers and lakes and embarked on the road of rebellion. He broke into a huge career in a few years.

  In the middle and late Ming Dynasty, due to political corruption and fierce social conflicts, heroism was highly respected.

   While they despise generals, they like heroes at the same time. Zhao Han and Pang Chunlai are undoubtedly heroes.

  Liu Rushi firmly believed that Zhao Han was good at poetry, and took the opportunity to say: "Today's winter solstice, celebrities gather, why don't the general town compose a poem? To encourage scholars all over the world."

  Zhao Han glanced at Liu Rushi, and asked with a smile, "Mr. Liu asked me to be the Emperor of Poetry?"

   "Don't dare." Liu Rushi hastily lowered his eyebrows.

  Xia Yunyi cupped his hands and said: "I also ask the general town to give me some advice."

  Zhao Han said with a smile: "Since it is the winter solstice, let's come up with a song related to the winter solstice. The creation is speechless but has feelings, and every time it is cold, it feels spring. There are thousands of reds and purples arranged, just waiting for the first sound of the new thunder."

   "The general town is full of pride, I admire it!" All the scholars praised.

  A very ordinary poem, combined with Zhao Han's identity, instantly appears extremely heroic and magnificent.

  It can be understood that the world is in peril, and it is like a severe winter. Zhao Han raised his troops in adversity, just like a new thunderstorm, bringing the hope of spring to the people.

   It can also be understood that everything is desolate and people's livelihood is dying. Zhao Han is determined to help the world, and he raises his arms, and everyone responds.

   "Headquarters, there are three people outside the camp asking to see you."

   "Bring them in."

  But Qian Qianyi, Xie Sanbin, and Xu Xiake came in a hurry, and their families were all divided up.

  The Qian family has a family of nine Jinshi, so they are naturally a super landlord. However, the family had already been separated many times. Qian Qianyi only had more than 2,000 mu of land in his hands, and each member of the family kept 20 mu of land, and only more than 1,600 mu of land was taken away.

  Qian Qianyi still has a lot of shops in his hands, and they have sold them in various ways in the past few years, and exchanged them for money to collect books.

  Xie Sanbin is from a rich family in Ningbo, and someone in his family is engaged in sea trade smuggling.

  Xu Xiake comes from a large family in Jiangyin, with a lot of land, and also runs a textile factory.

  After the fields were divided, they were forced to separate the family due to the large number of people. They have been busy with the division of family property in the past few months. After straightening out the family property, the three of them gathered together and decided to do business together.

  Xie Sanbin’s family has several sea-going ships, and he was still fighting bandits in Shandong and got hundreds of thousands of taels of silver. He pays for the ship and people, Xu Xiake and Qian Qianyi are responsible for collecting and distributing the goods, and jointly do sea trade business in the newly built Shanghai Port!

  After the cooperation matters were sorted out, they were handed over to the family to take care of them, and they came to Jiangxi together.

   "This is Jun Liu?"

  Qian Qianyi and Xie Sanbin, two veteran critics, have heard of Liu Rushi's name for a long time, and have read Liu Rushi's poems and works.

  At the moment Liu Rushi is not wearing an official uniform, but a Confucian jacket, with her hair raised up in a bun to look like a man. Dressing up as a man, still can't conceal her beauty and charm, but adds a bit of chic and neutral beauty.

  Although they didn't lose their composure, they glanced at Liu Rushi from time to time.

   When everyone left the military camp, Qian Qianyi, a self-proclaimed leader in the literary world, followed Zhao Han closely, and it was not easy for others to grab their seats.

"Since ancient times, it has been said that agriculture should be emphasized and commerce should be suppressed, but the general town is emphasizing agriculture and promoting commerce," Qian Qianyi said flatteringly, "No agriculture is unstable, and no business is not rich. Contact Xiangsan and Zhenzhi, the three established a joint venture and obtained a trading license in Shanghai."

  Zhao Han was a little surprised: "Mr. Yu Shan is also in business?"

  Qian Qianyi smiled and said: "The old man is just building the framework, and the business is managed by his family."

  Zhao Han glanced at the three of them, thinking that the business would probably fail, and there might be some equity disputes in the future.

  Xu Xiake suddenly asked: "I heard that there is a prospecting team in the main town?"

  Zhao Han nodded and said, "I'm prospecting in Hunan."

   "Old man may join." Xu Xiake was frightened by the bandits, and wanted to join the prospecting team, and write a diary while traveling in mountains and rivers.

  Zhao Han said with a smile: "Go to the General Military Mansion to get a sign."

  A foreign devil was caught in Macau and said to be an explorer of the East India Company. Zhao Han ordered the formation of a prospecting team, with the foreign devil as his deputy, but it turned out that the foreign devil was a parallel importer.

   In other words, the prospecting experts in Europe at this time are all parallel imports, and their technology and theory are not as good as those in Ming Dynasty.

  Now, the prospecting team is in Yiyang, Hunan.

  Since the Tang and Song Dynasties, dog head gold has often been found in the south of Yiyang, but no large gold deposits have always been found. That place is amazing. Several decades after the founding of New China, dog's head gold was occasionally found, and a piece of dog's head gold can weigh about ten catties.

  The officials of the Ming Dynasty also went to investigate. Hundreds of thousands of people were used to dig in several counties. The gold mined in the end was not **** enough for labor.

   Of course, there are bureaucratic reasons as well.

  The emperor heard that where gold and silver came out, he sent people to explore and mine. When the mine envoys of the central government arrived in the local area, they immediately ordered the local officials to recruit laborers to mine without distinction.

  For example, during the Wanli period, it was known that the silver mines in Suichang had been exhausted, and the grade of the remaining silver mines was very low. The **** actually falsely reported 73 silver pits, and asked Tang Xianzu, the county magistrate, to dig them immediately.

   Tang Xianzu had been digging for a year, but he was so angry that he resigned directly because the mining cost was too high. The production of silver is not enough to cover the expenses, but it delays agricultural production.

   Alas, I don't know whether Zhao Han's prospecting team can find a large gold mine in Yiyang.

   Anyway, according to modern exploration, there are more than 150 gold veins in Yiyang. Zhao Han doesn't understand mineral exploration, and he doesn't know why the dog's head gold comes out frequently, but he can't find rich mines in Yiyang in the past dynasties.

  The scholars dispersed separately, and Zhao Han returned to the General Military Mansion.

   "Man, do you know where Jun Liu lives?" Qian Qianyi found Chen Zilong privately.

  Chen Zilong really wanted to kick over, smiled and said, "I don't know."

  Qian Qianyi asked other scholars again, but still didn't find out, so he finally wrote a letter to the county government, and had someone deliver the letter to Liu Rushi's work unit the next day.

  Liu Rushi not only received a letter from Qian Qianyi, but also a letter from Xie Sanbin, saying that she would organize a literary club in Bailuzhou and invite her to discuss literature and art.

   "What do they mean?" Back at the residence, Liu Rushi asked Lin Xue.

Lin Xue said with a smile: "They thought it was the old dynasty, and they only regarded women as playthings. But they didn't think carefully, my sister is an official of the county government, how can she marry them as a concubine? Isn't it a slap in the face of the general town! My sister met them before?"

  Liu Rushi shook his head and said, "I haven't seen it once."

   "Then don't pay attention to it," Lin Xue said, "I'm a good woman, and I should keep myself clean."

  Received the letters from Qian Qianyi and Xie Sanbin, Liu Rushi was baffled. But while she was sitting in the room, she suddenly wanted to write a letter to Zhao Han, and immediately wrote a love poem to express her secret love.

  After the love poem was written, Liu Rushi read it silently by herself. She blushed while reading it, fearing that Zhao Han would think the poem was too frivolous.

  After much deliberation, he simply copied an old work and sent it to ask Zhao Han for comments.

   This is a poem in memory of Yu Qian, written last year when you visited Shaobao Temple in Hangzhou.

  The gift of this poem is also a faint expression of reverence for Zhao Han: "Shao Bao is a peerless man, and his fame is sent to Liao Kuo...Since the public replaced Ling, several people are called Luo Zhuo. Therefore, hikers, weep for Bawanglue."

  (end of this chapter)