"Minister Ning, if you don't want to be known as abusing your young son, please send some thicker quilts and clothes." Ning Chen shouted. He knew that Ning Ziming was a very face-conscious person, and he would not let himself be known as such. Ning Ziming heard it, but his face became even uglier. Ning Gan quickly caught up with him and said flatteringly, "Father, don't be angry. Ning Chen just wants to attract your attention in this way. Just ignore him... Starve him for a few days, and he will definitely come to ask for forgiveness from father if he finds that this trick doesn't work." "Yes, we must not let him succeed. He dared to threaten father and hit us with wood. He is simply lawless." Ning Mao chimed in. Ning Ziming didn't say anything and came to a room in the backyard. Before he entered the door, he heard crying. Ning Gan diligently lifted the curtain, and Ning Ziming walked in.
The room was luxurious and warm. Ning Xing was lying on the bed, with a white cloth wrapped around his forehead, and bright red blood oozing out. Beside the bed, a plump woman was crying. She was Chang Ruyue, the daughter of the current left prime minister Chang Chengyun. Chang Ruyue saw Ning Ziming, wiped her tears, stood up and saluted, and said in a crying voice: "Master is back?" Ning Ziming nodded, looked at Ning Xing on the bed, and asked: "How is Xing'er? Have you asked a doctor to see him?" Chang Ruyue sobbed and said: "The doctor has come. Xing'er is seriously injured. He said he needs to stay in bed for a while." Ning Ziming frowned and looked ugly. "This bastard..." Ning Mao was about to say bastard, but Chang Ruyue gave him a look and he immediately changed his words, "My second brother is so pitiful. He always saves all the good food and drinks for Ning Chen. I didn't expect that he would not only steal my jade pendant, but also do this. It's too much!" Chang Ruyue frowned slightly and blamed: "Don't say that about your brother. Ning Chen came from a small village in the countryside after all. He lacks discipline... It's also my fault as a mother for not disciplining him well." Ning Gan hurriedly said: "Mother, what does this have to do with you? ? It's clearly Ning Chen's fault, how can you take the responsibility on yourself? " Chang Ruyue wiped the non-existent tears from the corners of her eyes, sighed and said: "Ning Chen is a little naughty, but it's not his fault alone, it's because mother didn't discipline him well." "You two brothers can't blame him for this... Although he is not born by mother, I have always treated him as my own son." Ning Ziming wanted to ask Ning Chen about the lack of clothes, but when he heard Chang Ruyue say this, he was more certain that Ning Chen was lying. Humph, he is really naughty and full of lies, a child who cannot be taught. "Ning Chen is bullying his superiors and his methods are vicious... Come on, block the West Courtyard, and don't let him step out of the West Courtyard without my order." Ning Ziming said with annoyance. Chang Ruyue showed a sly smile at the corner of her mouth... Her level is much higher than her three sons. ......
In the West Courtyard, Uncle Chai helped Ning Chen back to the room. "Fourth Young Master, I was really scared just now." "Why did you do this? It would be fine if you just gave in to the master... Now, I'm afraid the master will dislike you even more!" Ning Chen smiled coldly and said, "Uncle Chai, haven't I given in enough?" "Over the years, I have been careful to please them and compromise. When the dog at home bit me, I had to apologize to the dog... But you also saw that I almost went to see the King of Hell." Uncle Chai sighed, his face full of heartache. He really felt sorry for Ning Chen, who was sensible, kind, and well-behaved... But why couldn't he get a smile from the master? In the final analysis, the fourth young master had no background and could not help the master's career. "Fourth Young Master, but what's the point of you doing this? It will only make your situation more difficult." Ning Chen smiled and said, "At least, Ning Gan and the other two will not dare to bully me anymore." Uncle Chai felt very distressed. "The exam is over. The results will be announced in three days, right?" Uncle Chai nodded, not understanding why Ning Chen asked this. Ning Chen raised his lips slightly, "Do you think Ning Gan will be on the list?" "The eldest son is taught by the master himself, so his knowledge is naturally good... If nothing unexpected happens, the eldest son will definitely be on the list." Uncle Chai said, sighing deeply: "The fourth son learned to read and write too late. If he had learned earlier, he might have passed the imperial examination and returned, so that no one would dare to bully you in the future." The Ning family has a teacher. After Ning Chen came to the Ning family, he also learned to read and write with several sons, but after all, he learned too late, so his knowledge was naturally not as good as the other three sons. "Uncle Chai, do you believe that there are geniuses in this world?" Uncle Chai looked at Ning Chen with a puzzled look. Ning Chen smiled and said, "Uncle Chai, I am actually a genius... I have learned everything that the teacher taught me, and my knowledge is not inferior to that of Ning Gan and the others." "I didn't want to stand out before, fearing that they would be jealous... But now, I don't have to hide myself anymore." "Uncle Chai, wait... It won't be long before I will be famous in the literary world." Uncle Chai looked at Ning Chen with a worried look on his face. Did he have a fever that damaged his brain? Why did he start talking nonsense?
Ning Chen thought to himself that I got the little prince's help for free, and you, Ning Gan, will never be able to make a name for yourself in this life.
The current emperor likes poetry, so the literary style of the Great Xuan Dynasty has been popular in recent years, and a large number of poems and songs have been produced.
It is said that the left prime minister relied on a poem to make the Emperor Xuan look at him differently and rise to prominence. Therefore, all the literati of the Great Xuan Dynasty wanted to create a masterpiece that was unprecedented in history... maybe they would be favored by the emperor. Ning Chen thought of selling poems. Good poems are hard to come by. Ning Chen can't write poems, but there are no great poets like Li Bai, Du Fu, and Bai Juyi in this world. He can't be a giant himself, so he stands on the shoulders of giants and pretends to be powerful. In the future, he will be Bai Juyi's younger brother... for free! I believe that the elders will not blame him for the pressure of life. Make money first. When you have money, find a way to move out. But this is very difficult. First, his certificate is in Ning Ziming's hands. The certificate is equivalent to an ID card. Without it, there is no way to buy real estate, and you may be arrested as a bandit. And Ning Ziming will definitely not give him the certificate easily for his reputation... Try it later and see if you can find a way to steal it? Second, according to the Great Xuan law, if there is only one son in the family, he must serve his parents. If there are many brothers in a family, the family can be divided, but the man must be over 16 years old. In this world, people become adults at the age of 16. These are written in the law. If violated, they will be severely punished. But this is easy to deal with. He will be 16 in a few months. He can just bear it. No matter what, make money first. Since God has given him the opportunity to live again, he must not live a cowardly life. Not to mention being a high official, at least he must be rich. "Uncle Chai, let's go to the Zhuangyuan Building tomorrow!" There is a Zhuangyuan Building in the capital, where literati and poets gather. The owner of the Zhuangyuan Building is very good at poetry. As long as you can write a good poem or lyrics, you can eat and live in the Zhuangyuan Building for free. Therefore, the Zhuangyuan Building has produced many excellent works. Ning Chen decided to go to the Zhuangyuan Building to sell poems tomorrow, make some money first, and then move out. ...... The next day, Ning Chen got up and Uncle Chai came in with hot water. "Uncle Chai, pack up quickly. When I finish washing up, we will go to the Zhuangyuan Building."
"Fourth Young Master, I'm afraid we can't go." "Hmm?" Uncle Chai sighed and said, "Last night, the master ordered you to stay at home and not to step out of the west courtyard. There are people watching at the door." Ning Chen's face darkened. However, he has a plan. We have a ladder over the wall. The corner of the wall in the yard is a pile of firewood, which can be climbed out. Ning Chen simply washed up and came to the yard, intending to climb over the wall. But Uncle Chai couldn't go. He was old and his legs were lame, so he couldn't climb over the wall at all. "Fourth Young Master, let's not go, right? If the master knew, he would be furious." Ning Chen sneered, "If you want to get angry, go ahead. If you are so angry, burn yourself to death and let me see... No one should stop me from making money." Ning Chen climbed over the wall. Since Ning Chen came to Ning Mansion, he rarely went out. He only heard about the Zhuangyuan Building and had never been there. However, the Zhuangyuan Building is very famous. He asked along the way and successfully arrived at the Zhuangyuan Building. The Zhuangyuan Building is a three-story vermilion building surrounded by water on three sides. It is very imposing and has a good geographical location. Ning Chen was about to go in when three people came out. The leader was in his forties or fifties, dressed gorgeously and had an extraordinary bearing. Two people followed behind him, one with a big beard, a burly figure, and a fierce look. The other, with a white face and no beard, looked motherly. The middle-aged man with gorgeous clothes shook his head and sighed: "It's a waste of time. There is not a single good poem. They are all a bunch of people who eat and drink for free." "Don't be angry, sir. Good poems and good words are hard to come by... Let's come again next time." The white-faced and beardless man comforted with a slightly shrill voice. Ning Chen's eyes lit up. Judging from the man's dress, he was a rich man. When Ning Chen passed by the three people, he suddenly bowed, "Please stay." The three stopped. The fierce-looking man and the effeminate man stepped forward and stood in front of the middle-aged man in gorgeous clothes. Ning Chen hurriedly said, "Don't be nervous, I'm not a bad person... I just want to ask, are you three here to buy poems?" The three people looked at Ning Chen. Ning Chen was thin and short, and his clothes were washed white, making him look like a down-and-out scholar.
The middle-aged man in gorgeous clothes asked, "Why, do you have poems to sell?" Ning Chen nodded, "I am proficient in poetry and songs, what do you want? Just tell me... If you are not satisfied, I won't pay." The middle-aged man laughed, "You are not old, but you are very arrogant!" Ning Chen patted his chest and promised, "I have said it, I won't pay if you are not satisfied... Otherwise, you can try one first, and buy it if you think it is good." "I do business with fairness and justice, and I will never cheat anyone!"