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Who is Cheng Pei?

Xu Ji had no impression.

Song Qingzhai briefly introduced a few sentences: "Cheng Pei is the younger brother of Empress Cheng after the Yuan Dynasty.

"The first emperor promised his son to marry a daughter from the Cheng family, but at that time his only unmarried son of the right age was Zhou Qi.

"The Cheng family's daughter has both civil and military skills. He was originally unworthy of her, but it's a pity that Cheng's daughter doesn't have a good eye."

Fortunately, Zhou Qi fell in love with this Cheng's daughter at first sight, and the relationship was quite harmonious after marriage. What's sad is that Zhou Chengyu was less than one year old, and Cheng was pregnant again, but three months into her pregnancy, she stumbled and fell.

Since then, Zhou Qi has never forgotten Cheng's, and after ascending the throne, he named her queen.

Of course, his memory of his deceased wife did not delay his having children with other women.

The Cheng family originally had several outstanding children, but most of them died in the war. There was only one young son, Cheng Pei, who didn't like to wield swords since he was a child, so he had to study.

When Cheng was alive, he loved this younger brother very much, and there was a ten-year difference between the two of them, and he always regarded him as a treasure in his palm.

When the Cheng family died, Cheng Pei was still young, but later he refused Zhou Qi's reward and stayed behind closed doors with his widowed mother.

When he was 16 years old, he bid farewell to his widowed mother and went on a trip. Now it has been five years.

In the past five years, although he was not in the capital, the scholars in the capital were full of his shadow. During his travels, he not only published a large number of poems and essays, but also collected and compiled a book of weird stories from all over the world, removing the original dross and adapting them into a book. A well-written and entertaining story.

Learned people can figure out the cleverness of the writing and the cleverness of the words, and even the illiterate can hear the interest in it.

When Xu Ji heard this, he suddenly realized: "You said that, I have a little impression. I have heard of it before, but I didn't pay attention. Who made me a person who doesn't like reading!"

Song Qingzhai said with a smile: "It's not that you don't like reading. If you are interested, you will study hard, and if you are not interested, you will ignore it."

Xu Ji originally rode a horse all the way, and only changed to a carriage when he was tired, but he stopped riding a horse when he approached the capital.

Seeing that their team was about to approach the city gate, there was a commotion in front of them.

Xu Ji was resting his eyes with his eyes closed, and only lightly told Liu Zhi: "Go and ask what's going on."

Liu Zhi just raised the curtain of the car, and Song Qingzhai said: "Don't ask, there are people gathered in front of you to watch the talents, and they will leave soon."

A group of scholars heard from nowhere that Cheng Pei was returning to Beijing today, and they came to the city gate early to greet him, surrounded by three floors inside and outside.

Cheng Pei is tall and tall, wearing a blue shirt that has been washed to whitish, with a book basket on his back, his appearance is not very outstanding, probably because of his long travels, he has a bit of weathered feeling.

But his bookish atmosphere exuded from the inside out is incomparable to others, and once he stands there, he is outstanding.

There were two little boys beside him, pushing a wheelbarrow with a piece of reed mat on it, I don't know what it contained.

He bowed in groups: "Everyone, we are congested here, and it is too obstructive for others to enter and exit the city. Cheng is back and will not go out for a short time. Why don't you come over to drink tea if Cheng is the host tomorrow?"

The scholars applauded loudly and hugged Cheng Pei to the side of the road.Only then did I realize that there was a clean team not far away. The people on tall horses were full of poise and heroism, and a scar on the forehead did not look ugly, which added to their majesty.

(End of this chapter)