fifth form

Chapter 2383 A Child Who Wants to Become a Successful Person Since He Was Young

Zhang Xuezhou needed to go to the palace, but after he and Zheng Wukong and others agreed, the first stop was Pingyang Marquis Mansion.

This was a place the new emperor often visited, and it was also open to him, so it was not difficult for Zhang Xuezhou to enter and exit the Pingyang Marquis Mansion normally.

"I haven't seen you for a long time, so I came to see you!"

After the gatekeeper told Wei Qing, he was led into the Pingyang Marquis's mansion and saw Wei Qing who was taking off his heavy armor.

Zhang Xuezhou found a reason to visit the children, which made Wei Qing very happy.

"Qubing is growing well, and is smart and clever," Wei Qing said, "she even learned a fu song from her mother a few days ago!"

"You can sing at such a young age?"

Zhang Xuezhou couldn't help but exclaimed.

The fu songs of the Han Dynasty were not children's songs like "counting ducks", but songs written with fu as the lyrics.

A fu article can have as few as a hundred words, or as many as a thousand or even tens of thousands of words.

Adults do not take children into consideration when writing fu, and the words they use are often awkward and obscure, so that even some adults do not understand their meaning.

If a child can read one or two fu poems at the age of five, it can be considered a good family education, let alone a three-year-old like Huo Qubing.

Zhang Xuezhou's praise was genuine. At least he didn't have such ability when he was three years old. Even Zhang Xuezhou didn't know what he was doing when he was three years old.

"Bang, bang ...

Wei Qing hummed a few lines, and when he forgot the words, he scratched his head embarrassedly.

"At my age, I can't remember as well as a child. I didn't remember the front part, nor the back part. I just remembered the few lines hummed in the middle," said Wei Qing.

"This is Sima Xiangru's fu. His fu uses gorgeous words. It's normal that I can't remember it!"

Zhang Xuezhou waved his hand.

As soon as he heard it, he knew who Wei Qing was singing about.

Zhang Xuezhou did not like writing fu, but Sima Xiangru relied on writing fu to become an official. The other party was also a professional fu writer.

There are many women in Suiyang City who sing Sima Xiangru's fu. Even though Sima Xiangru is now blind and old, many women still read his fu and miss him. They think Sima Xiangru is handsome and handsome from his fu.

"Fu must be simple, easy to learn and understand in order to spread everywhere," Zhang Xuezhou criticized: "Fu that everyone can learn is a good fu!"

"Only a fool like me can't remember such a good poem." Wei Qing said happily: "Many people have remembered it!"

"So many people?" Zhang Xuezhou asked in surprise.

"Sister Shao'er learned to sing fu from Sister Zifu. She went to Silanfang to make a living by singing. Many people have learned to sing fu," said Wei Qing.

"Young Master Wei is singing for money?"

Zhang Xuezhou was surprised, thinking that Wei Shaoer was really a person who could not sit still. Even though he had difficulty walking, he could still make a living by talking.

"Sister Shao'er is ill and has to make medicine every day." Wei Qing said, "I spent all the money I had to buy a house and marry a wife, but it was useless. It was Sister Zifu who showed Sister Shao'er a way to make money, and now she has more hope in life!"

"It seems that Young Master Wei has earned a lot," Zhang Xuezhou said in surprise.

"Sister Shao'er can earn tens of thousands of half a tael per performance. Many people come to sing her fu. She has made a lot of money these days." Wei Qing said, "Now that more people are singing her fu, Sister Shao'er has less income. But Sister Shao'er said she is not worried at all. She can also go to the palace to learn to sing fu from Sister Zifu!"

“This is a fast way to make money!”

Zhang Xuezhou couldn't help but exclaimed.

Wei Qing earned three or five half taels of silver for pulling a cart, while Wei Shaoer could earn tens of thousands of half taels of silver for singing a song.

Ten thousand and a half taels of silver is ten strings of silver, which is not much for Zhang Xuezhou, who is used to seeing gold and silver, but singing is something that can be done every day, and the income is sustainable. If he can meet some rich people who give him tips, Wei Shaoer's income may be even higher.

The targets of Zhang Xuezhou's wealth are either the lowest level or the highest level, while Wei Shaoer's wealth is directed at the middle level, and even at a very wide group, creating a momentum of going for large quantities.

He originally came here to check on Wei Shaoer's physical condition and to give Zheng Wukong and others a reference. Zhang Xuezhou did not expect to meet Wei Shaoer who could make a fortune.

"Sister Shao'er said that when we earn enough money, she will buy me a big house and marry me to the best wife," Wei Qing said happily.

"That is!"

Zhang Xuezhou nodded.

Chen Zhang lacks money to support Wei Shaoer's health and medical treatment. Wei Qing has invested all the money he earned from driving a carriage and his salary over the years. It is normal for Wei Shaoer to be able to give back.

He chatted with Wei Qing for a while and learned that Wei Shaoer was still singing in Silanfang, so he had to wait for a while.

"Uncle, I heard someone came to your place!"

Wei Qing took off his armor and went into the room to brew two bowls of tea to entertain Zhang Xuezhou.

When the excited voices came from outside the door, Wei Qing's happy face twitched and he held his forehead again.

"Master...you are the Dongfang Gao!"

The door of the wing room was pushed open with a slap, and a child over a meter tall came in wiping his nose.

Zhang Xuezhou saw the other person wipe his nose and then run towards him, and he couldn't help but jump quickly on the stool.

"My name is not Dongfang Gao," Zhang Xuezhou shouted, "I am not a master either. You've got the wrong person!"

"I remember you, and I also remember the master in Anle Palace!"

Huo Qubing raised his head and looked at Zhang Xuezhou who jumped away. He was obviously disappointed that he didn't wipe his snot all over Zhang Xuezhou.

It was not until Wei Qing took a wet cloth to wipe his hands and nose that Huo Qubing saw Zhang Xuezhou jump down.

He grumbled, and Zhang Xuezhou couldn't help feeling a bit of a headache. For a moment he didn't know why Zhenyuan Shenjun was spotted by Huo Qubing in Anle Palace.

No one believed what the child said, which was why Huo Qubing's shouting had no effect at all.

"Master, can you please teach me some skills?" Huo Qubing said, pulling Zhang Xuezhou's clothes.

"I don't have any skills," Zhang Xuezhou said, "You can learn skills from your uncle, you can learn skills from your mother, and you can learn even better skills from your godfather!"

"It takes too long to learn their skills. I want to learn skills that are both powerful and can be mastered quickly," said Huo Qubing.

"Then it will take me a long time to cultivate my skills," said Zhang Xuezhou.

"Impossible," Huo Qubing said, "As soon as I see your delicate skin and tender flesh, I know that your ability doesn't require much hardship!"

Huo Qubing pointed at Zhang Xuezhou's hand, then turned over Wei Qing's hands that were covered in blood and calluses.

"Your hands are more beautiful than my mother's. You must have some powerful and studious skills," Huo Qubing concluded, pointing at both parties' hands.

"I don't have any skills that are both powerful and easy to learn, and they can't be mastered quickly," Zhang Xuezhou waved his hand.

"You are such a grown-up and yet you still lie to a child. You have no manners at all!"

Seeing that Zhang Xuezhou was unimpressed and refused to teach, Huo Qubing asked a few more questions and then went to drink tea in a depressed mood.

"I really haven't learned any skills that can make people achieve success quickly." Zhang Xuezhou looked at Wei Qing and spread his hands. "But I did remember that Kong Anguo has some wisdom-enhancing tea. The brewed tea can make people smarter and thus has a certain enlightenment effect. If you have learned a lot of things but can't understand them well, drinking his tea may bring some benefits!"

"Kong Anguo's tea?"

Wei Qing exclaimed in surprise, and Huo Qubing also raised his head, feeling that he had finally found a good way to quickly achieve spiritual success.