The past life is cold and the present life is warm

Chapter 232 Ask
The clerk looked helplessly at Zhou Ziyao and said, "But Master Cai and I are all written by you no matter how you look at it."

Zhou Ziyao shook his head with a pale face: "Impossible, it's absolutely impossible. Show me the script." Master Cai nodded, and the yamen servant handed the script to Zhou Ziyao.

Zhou Ziyao took a deep breath and picked up a script book. , pretending to look carefully.As soon as he turned a page, he deliberately widened his eyes, then turned a few more pages and looked up at the people around him.He held up the scripture book and showed it to everyone and said loudly: "This is not my writing, this is not my font. So this is not my book."

The people around started talking in low voices again.Someone boldly raised a question: "Is it really different? Can you show us too?"

Zhou Ziyao looked eagerly at Master Cai and the document.Master Cai nodded but did not refuse.Zhou Ziyao excitedly handed the script to the person who asked for it.At this moment, Zhou Ziyao put his heart in his throat back into his stomach.He felt that his stigma could definitely be cleared this time.

The man took a look at the storybook, and then shouted to Mr. Cai: "Master, can you take a look at Mr. Zhou's article again? We can't compare it just by reading the book."

Master Cai nodded again.The clerk hurriedly handed Zhou Ziyao's article to that person.After looking at it twice, the person nodded and said, "It's really different. It really doesn't look like a person's words."

Seeing this person say so among the crowd of good things.Someone also wanted to see it and said: "Hey, show me too, show me too."

Seeing that several people were rushing to get the notebooks and articles, Master Cai said: "Be careful, everyone, we still have to put the articles of Mr. Zhou back to Tianlu Pavilion. If you steal them, then Mr. Zhou The results of Chun Wei this time may be invalidated. So please be careful. Don't damage the article."

Everyone stopped their desire to rob.When Zhou Ziyao saw everyone wanting to earn money, the heart that had just let go rose again in his throat.Hearing what Master Cai said, he felt relieved.Then I heard Master Cai continue to say: "There are still many books here, everyone can pass them around together, take your time and don't worry, we still have some time."

After Mr. Cai finished speaking, the yamen servant next to him distributed the original manuscript of the words in his hands to everyone.Quite a few people got their scripts and immediately opened them to read them.Some people have roughly flipped through their own notebooks.Stretching out his head to look at the other side, he couldn't help but exclaimed: "Hey, the font of the Chinese script in my hand is completely different from the one in his hand. My lord, how did you conclude that it was written by the same person?" ?”

As soon as these words came out, the hurried people around who were also holding books looked at each other.The person who got Zhou Ziyao's article nodded in agreement and said, "Yes, it's completely different. How can it be said that it was written by the same person? Why can't I see that it was written by the same person at all?"

Mr. Cai smiled slightly and said: "Because these characters are all copied. You should have a process of learning to write. Everyone will find a copybook and start by copying. And these books are all copied." Cai Master patiently explained it briefly to everyone.

However, many people still said that they could not see that these scripts were written by the same person.Some people didn't say a word, so carefully compared these words in the notebook.After such an explanation, Zhou Ziyao swallowed his saliva, and began to feel uneasy again.

The entrance of Weixianju.The yamen servant who was sent was talking to a steward standing at the door: "This steward. I heard that His Royal Highness King Huaisi invited Mr. Wen to come here to lecture on scriptures and studies with the students. I just don't know how far it is now." To what extent. And when will it end?"

The steward looked up and down, looked at the yamen servant, what's the matter? He didn't answer the yamen servant's question, but raised his chin and asked, "Which yamen gate are you from? What do you want to do?"

Although the steward's attitude is bad.But the yamen servant was not angry.After all, he is a fourth-rank official in front of the prime minister.What's more, this is still the steward of the palace.The yamen servant continued to say respectfully: "The villain is under Mr. Song of Yingtian Mansion. I encountered something in Ruiwenzhai today, which is related to Mr. Wen. I want to ask Mr. Wen to help me identify something. So I would like to trouble the steward. Can't you help me to ask Mr. Wen if he is free?"

The steward heard that he was from Ying Tianfu.Pretend to think about it for a while, and then said to him: "According to the procedure, the prince will treat Mr. Wen to a light meal later. So I'm not sure when Mr. Wen will be able to go, and whether Mr. Wen is willing or not?" Go? You have to ask Mr. Wen himself."

With a smile on his face, the yamen servant clasped his fists again and saluted, "Then trouble the steward. Can you help me to ask?"

The steward looked up and down again, at the yamen servant.Coughed twice, waited, and found that the yamen servant was still bowing his body with his fists in his arms, without any other reaction.Some said angrily: "Okay, you wait here." Flicking his sleeves, he wandered into Weixianju in thought.

At this time in Weixianju, the gathering of talents is coming to an end.Mr. Wen is summarizing what he has learned from this meeting with the students.The steward shrank to the side of the stage, and waved to the steward of the palace on the stage.The butler immediately saw the steward.So he moved a few steps, quietly walked to the outside of the stage, frowned and said to the steward, "This Juxian meeting is coming to an end soon. What are you doing here now?"

The steward told about what the yamen servant had found.After speaking, he stretched his head to look at King Huai Si who was listening intently, and then at Mr. Wen who was eloquent.With a smile on his face, he said to the housekeeper, "How about I go and send him away? After all, later on, isn't the lord planning to treat Mr. Wen to dinner? How can I have time to deal with their nonsense."

The housekeeper waved his hand and said, "No, no. After all, Mr. Wen was hired by our lord after spending a lot of money. We can't make decisions about him like this. It's better to talk to Mr. Wen."

The steward was a little dissatisfied, and whispered to the butler, "Hey, in this capital, there is only our prince besides the one above. This Mr. Wen is too, too disrespectful to the prince. He also made the prince spend so much energy , and invited him out. Does the prince still have the face to refuse when he invites him to a meal?"

The butler glared at the steward.He said in a low voice and sternly: "Shut up your dog mouth! You don't even look at this place. You just talk to me in private on weekdays. How can you say such things in the public? It's hard. Find a way to bring you up. What's the matter? I don't want to do it so soon, "

The steward hurriedly lowered his head and bowed his head and said: "Where is that? How dare you, you little one? Don't you feel aggrieved by the little one for the prince. What should I do then? How can I go out and tell the yamen servant to wait a little longer?"

　Hey, since I told my mom that Tomatoes can read novels, listen to novels, and watch live broadcasts, my mom can't stop the car when shopping.During this period of time, I was buying and buying every day.

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