Damn it, I'm in the garbage book I wrote

Chapter 275 Zhang Zhongchun is awesome!
Xia Lin imitated Lao Zhang's tone and began to explain the ideas for taking the college entrance examination to the Xiaoxiang students present. At that moment, the meaning of Zhang Zhongchun's life was sublimated.

The lecture lasted until dawn. Xia Lin's mouth was dry and he was tired. Even after drinking a bellyful of tea, he still didn't feel sleepy.

But the young master was already half asleep. After all the students and "Zhang Zhongchun" said goodbye, Xia Lin slapped the young master on the butt: "Wake up! It's time to go home."

In the next few days, life continued like this. Xia Lin went to teach the young master every morning and went back home to eat and rest in the evening. His life was regular and stable.

However, at this time, the group of Xiaoxiang students who were going to the capital to take the exam had already arrived at Hongdu Prefecture. Since they were all from Jiangnan Province, they would have unified arrangements and did not need to walk to the capital by themselves.

When they were burning incense at the Confucius Temple, they happened to meet people from Hongdu's local academy, Yuzhang Academy, who were also there to burn incense. Of course, they politely stepped forward and bowed to greet them, after all, they could be considered to be fellow students.

But this move made Zhang's students a little confused. When they asked each other about it, a student from Xiaoxiang said, "President Zhang of your academy gave us a lecture in Changsha a few days ago. So you and I are from the same school."

"Fellow students? Changsha?" The students of Yuzhang Academy looked confused: "Our dean has been preparing for our exams these days and has not been to Changsha."

The students from Xiaoxiang were also confused. They looked at each other, not knowing what to say. At this moment, Lao Zhang came over with a bag and said to the people from Yuzhang Academy, "Come to me later to get a number. Each boat has a number. You will also need this number to stay in the capital. Remember your number and don't lose it."

At this moment, the person from Yuzhang Academy said to the Xiaoxiang students, "Hey, this is our Principal Zhang."

Lao Zhang looked up and down at the group of Fran students and asked curiously, "What's going on?"

"Are you Chief Zhang?"

"Yeah, that's right." Old Zhang's face was full of confusion: "Ah? You know me?"

The candidates looked at each other, and one of them said with a smile: "It's like this, before we set out, there was a person who claimed to be you giving us a lecture... We thought it was... oops, we were fooled."

"Oh." Lao Zhang scratched his face. "Xiaoxiang, right? That person is fair-skinned, tall, and good-looking, but a little sinister and cunning. There is a scar on the back of his hand and a teardrop mole at the corner of his eye."

"Yes, yes, yes!" Xiaoxiang students immediately became excited: "Shanzhang, do you know him?"

"Fuck." Lao Zhang cursed secretly, then shook his head and said, "Oh, it starts again. That person always likes to cheat people in my name, cheating men and women, cheating everyone."

"Headmaster, you don't seem angry at all."

"Why are you angry? There's no point getting angry with him." Lao Zhang put his hands on his hips and said, "Damn Xia Daosheng."

"what?"

The students of Xiaoxiang were stunned: "Who?"

"Who else could it be? That person is Xia Lin Xia Daosheng. No one else would use my name to cheat people."

Almost everyone opened their mouths and cried out in astonishment. They were all in shock. No one could have imagined that the person who taught them a whole night that day would be the legendary Xia Daosheng...

Everyone present was not a fool. Thinking of the county magistrate's attitude at that time and that person's level and ability, the clear image of Xia Daosheng suddenly emerged.

This person... this person... this person is probably quite awesome.

At first they all thought it was Zhang Shanzhang, and took that level for granted. But now that they know the real situation and think about it, they find that Xia Daosheng is probably really quite capable.

Moreover, he was recognized as the best in the world, and the best in the world gave them lessons for the whole night!
No, that's not right. Not only is he the best in the literary world today, he may be the best in the next few hundred years. And it's not just about the literary world. Although no one has ever seen Xia Daosheng himself, everyone knows how powerful he is in the officialdom.

At the age of 20, he was already a fifth-rank county magistrate and the prince's perfect son-in-law. More importantly, no one thought that he was marrying above his station, but only that they were well matched.

What's more crucial is that his experience can become a legend. He was still a book boy at the age of fifteen, and entered the officialdom by chance at the age of sixteen. During this period, he not only turned a barren land into a prosperous land with fertile land and many visitors, but also sniped the damn grain merchants in the year of disaster. After that, he defended Luoyang from the rebels and went south to quell the rebellion.

While most of the scholars of his age were still studying hard at home or relaxing in brothels, he had already become the commander of three armies and was in control of the richest area in the south.

If he isn't the winner in life, who else could be?
People often hate the rich and talented, but no one would ever talk about Xia Daosheng, because he is really awesome and can be said to be an inspirational role model.

What I mean is that if Xia Daosheng stood there, he could be an official, famous and prosperous, and no one would say anything. But if someone was more capable than him, but was unknown and not given a high position, then even if this person rebelled, the history books would say "the court was incompetent and the emperor was incompetent."

He is so awesome that that station is the yardstick for measuring the laws of the imperial court.

If you feel that you are talented but not appreciated, then compare yourself with him. He bluntly said that he was a book boy who ate slop, and I am afraid that no one here has a lower background than him. If you think you are more capable than him, but you are repeatedly frustrated, then rebellion is not a crime.

Xia Daosheng was the guiding star for scholars all over the world. If Huang Chao had had Xia Daosheng by his side at that time, he would have been too embarrassed to write "When my flower blooms, all other flowers die". He didn't have the nerve to do so!
"Well, let me ask. How is he now?"

"Him? Oh, the headmaster is talking about Xia Daosheng, right?"

After sending the students to the dock, Lao Zhang curiously asked a student from Xiaoxiang who was waiting in line. The student laughed and said, "He looks simple, with plain clothes. I heard that he seems to be a teacher for the rich families in the city now." "He was born as a book boy and was a dismissed fifth-rank official. It's not bad for him to be a teacher." Lao Zhang sneered, "I thought he would eat swill."

The Xiaoxiang student's eyes were filled with excitement when he looked at Old Zhang... He had never seen anyone hate someone so much. This Dean Zhang really hated Xia Daosheng. No wonder there were rumors outside that they were not getting along.

Zhang Zhongchun, who was "at odds" with Xia Daosheng, boarded a carriage to Changsha at 5 p.m. that day after sending his students off.

Xia Lin's life has been dull these days, and the young master has learned his lesson. Stimulated by those knowledgeable people, he feels more and more like a piece of shit. Now he doesn't go out to play anymore, but stays at home all day studying hard. If he doesn't understand something, he will ask Xia Lin. Although he is not very smart, he is also diligent.

But the purple-clothed sister was looking for him all over the world at this moment. When she heard that the person who answered fluently that day was Zhang Zhongchun, she became excited, because she was not only a fan of Xia Lin, she was also a fan of Zhang Zhongchun, and she was even a CP fan of the two of them.

Now she is holding the printed copy of "A Single Spark Can Start a Prairie Fire" and looking for Zhang Zhongchun's autograph all over the world.

As she was squatting at the city gate, she suddenly saw Lao Zhang who had just got off the carriage. When Lao Zhang was paying the driver, the purple-clothed girl rushed over and asked, "Are you from Hongdu Prefecture?"

"Huh?" Lao Zhang was startled by her: "What are you doing?"

"Do you know Zhang Zhongchun?!"

Lao Zhang pointed at himself: "Ah? Me?"

"Yes! Do you recognize him?"

"I know him... I know him. I know him, so to speak."

The purple-clothed girl nodded in satisfaction: "Come with me, I'll give you money, and you help me find Zhang Zhongchun."

"what?"

Lao Zhang took a few steps back. It was indeed written on the sign that it was Changsha City. Why did he feel like he had entered a country of women? Why did they catch men everywhere as soon as they showed their heads?

Also, what does “looking for Zhang Zhongchun” mean?
"I and that Zhang Zhongchun... No, girl. What did Zhang Zhongchun do to you?"

"he?"

The purple-clothed girl's eyes suddenly rolled and her mouth curled up: "He made me pregnant and then disappeared. He also said that I was the most beautiful woman in Changsha..."

"No, you're not the prettiest anywhere. Um... I just saw several prettier ones than you." Old Zhang turned around and pointed behind him: "Those Miao girls, hey! They're pretty."

"Do you want to die?" The purple-clothed girl glared at Lao Zhang, then took out a few taels of silver and said, "Just find someone if I ask you to. Stop talking nonsense."

Lao Zhang blinked rapidly: "Girl, do you know who I am?"

"Who are you and what does it have to do with me?"

"I am Xia Lin, the magistrate of Fuliang County in Jiangnan Province. I have been dismissed from my post and exiled here. How dare you offend me like this? Aren't you afraid?"

"Xia Daosheng!!!" The purple-clothed girl shouted, "Are you really Xia Daosheng?"

This voice startled Lao Zhang and made him lose confidence: "Ah...ah...yeah, it's me."

However, the purple-clothed sister did not believe it immediately. Instead, she looked him up and down.

Actually, Lao Zhang was not bad. He was handsome, fair-skinned and beautiful. Now his conditions had improved. He no longer had to eat swill. His figure had improved a lot. His voice was that of a typical northern gentleman. If he hadn't been thinking about how to become the God of Food at Luoshui, he would have been married a long time ago.

"You are Xia Daosheng, I don't believe it. Everyone says Xia Daosheng is handsome, well... handsome, okay, then let me test you."

Lao Zhang shook his sleeves and walked forward: "What are you going to take the test for? I can still let you take the test."

"You have written about Tengwang Pavilion, so why don't you write one about Yueyang Tower? Just one sentence! Even one sentence will do!"

The purple-clothed girl chased after Lao Zhang, but Lao Zhang just rolled his eyes and said, "When spring comes and the scenery is bright, the waves are calm, the sky is blue and boundless, seagulls fly and gather, fish swim, and the shore is covered with lush green reeds and orchids. Or when the long smoke clears and the moon shines a thousand miles away, the floating light sparkles, the still shadows sink into the jade, and the fishermen sing to each other, how great is this joy! When I climb this tower, I feel relaxed and happy, forgetting all honors and disgraces, drinking wine in the wind, and I am very happy."

"Ah!!!" The purple-clothed girl screamed, her face flushed: "This is what it feels like. It's him! It's really him!"

Old Zhang had never expected that the first time he would show off the dozens of poems and songs Xia Lin had left for him was in front of such a little girl...

(End of this chapter)