"Changqing, this... don't delay major issues for me..."

Zhang Baozhu was shocked and hurriedly held Xu Changqing's arm and said hurriedly.

She has such rich experience and has long been used to the great storms. Although she also enjoys the time she spent with Xu Changqing at this time and occasionally acts like a little girl, she will never delay military and national affairs.

This is no longer a lesson from her, but a lesson from the blood and tears of the entire Ming Dynasty.

"Haha, that's fine."

Xu Changqing smiled and said, "Baozhu, don't panic. Where are you now? The time is far from here. Rashingly, Meng Lang is gone. Let's just do ours first."

Looking at Xu Changqing's childlike appearance, Zhang Baozhu gave him an angry look, but Fang laughed out loud in her heart.

This is the core reason why she and Xu Changqing were finally successful after being entangled with her for so long.

Being with Xu Changqing made her feel very comfortable.

For example, although Xu Changqing would not tell her too many details, he would explain the causes and consequences and importance to her.

This allows her to make a judgment on what time and what to do.

But looking at Xu Changqing in front of him, Zhang Baozhu couldn't help but sigh in her heart.

if……

Even if the late emperors were only one or two in 100 to Xu Changqing, how could this Ming Dynasty and the world suffer from such a disaster...

After chatting with Zhang Baozhu for a while, the stall owner's wife had bought a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and borrowed a small table from the stall next to her, and soon packed it up.

It is in line with the old saying: "Money can make the devil push the mill."

The boy named Baiyao and the girl named Chan'er also rushed over quickly.

But even at this point, the boy still maintained his arrogant pride, even more proud than before. He nodded to Xu Changqing and said, "This brother, although I am young, I do not write nameless characters or book nameless books. Please tell me what my brother wants to write."

As he said that, he saluted Xu Changqing gracefully.

Even if he was dressed not much different from a member of the Beggars' Sect at this time, the sense of arrogance that is unique to scholars is as if it has penetrated from his bones and is no longer helpful.

Zhang Baozhu immediately looked at the boy with admiration.

Unlike Xu Changqing who has little research on this aspect, she has read books and learned calligraphy since she was a child, and knew this process.

Later, after entering the palace, I saw more and more powerful people. I understand that if scholars want to write and draw, they must be treated with any process of restoring their spirits and luck.

Although this young man is young, he has a bit of a master's demeanor and has an excellent foundation.

Hurryingly said to Xu Changqing: "Changqing, this child looks like a capable person, and his family is definitely not bad. Don't be too difficult for others. It's not worth offending others like this..."

Xu Changqing smiled and nodded, but said, "Boy, you are a little crazy. What is the nameless word, and what is the nameless book? Come and tell me about it."

The girl Chan'er immediately nervously held the boy's arm.

Zhang Baozhu couldn't help but pinch Xu Changqing gently, and smiled at the young girl, "Don't be afraid of you, two. I am a man, he has this temper. If you have any rules, just give him famous quotes."

As he said that, he looked at Xu Changqing with anger.

This guy is so old that he is really competing with a little kid...

The girl was relieved and let out a breath of long breath.

The young man was still arrogant: "You don't look like a scholar, so I said it straight. If you want to write, I only write the words of the great wise and the books of the great wise. The rest of the things that are not as good as the classics, even if Chan'er and I starve to death, we will never write them."

Xu Changqing was stunned for a moment before coming back to his senses, and couldn't help laughing, "So, you can only write about the great sages, but you don't have their own original works? I am indeed not a scholar, but I have read a few books and know some scholars. I know that my poems have fallen into the inferiority of the Ming Dynasty over the years. But, little brother, you won't have any research on this, right?"

Xu Changqing's words are actually very aggressive, almost just pointing at the same time and mocking this boy for being a low-level boy.

"Oh."

But the boy sneered: "I admit, you are right. But poetry, songs and essays

After all, it is a small path. Although I am not talented, I would rather learn the great way to govern the country and pacify the world!"

"Haha, hehehe, it's a bit interesting."

Xu Changqing didn't expect that this kid would be unstimulated. Moreover, his goal was very clear. With this alone, I was afraid that he could surpass many of his peers.

It should be noted that in this world, even scholars are too many who follow the trend. Very few people are truly purposeful and strictly pursue execution.

Anyone who can do this when he is young, even if he is just a good person, generally speaking, his future will not be bad.

This kid is indeed a little capable.

"But today I don't want to write about the great sage, but I want you to write a poem I just thought of? Don't refuse me first. Just write it for me. Oh~~."

Xu Changqing took out a fifty tael silver note and placed it on the table in front of the boy, "This is yours!"

"you……"

The boy couldn't help but gasp, his face full of horror.

He already knew vaguely that the man in front of him did not look like a person without money, and should have some money, but he did not expect that Xu Changqing's move would be fifty taels of silver...

The girl Chan'er was also confused and bit her red lips tightly.

If so, if she could get the fifty taels of silver, she and her brother Baiyao would be able to survive again.

But after a moment, most of the hope in her eyes dissipated.

Based on her understanding of her Baiyao brother, it was impossible for him to do such a thing.

really.

The boy looked away from the silver bill with difficulty and shook his head and said, "Sorry, I can't write this word."

As he said that, he smiled bitterly and bowed to Xu Changqing: "I've caused you trouble."

He held Chan'er's hand and said, "Cyan'er, let's go."

"Um."

The girl nodded obediently, her eyes were filled with new hopes, and she was about to leave with her arm holding the boy.

Xu Changqing and Zhang Baozhu looked at each other and could see the depth and complexity in each other's eyes that were difficult to describe for a moment.

If two people can have such a relationship, even if they are poor and have a bleak future, then what are they afraid of?

Xu Changqing couldn't help but envy this kid.

The most beautiful thing in the world, but that's it.

"Slow down!"

Xu Changqing hesitated for a moment, but chose to stop the boy.

"Master, do you have anything else?"

The young and girl had recovered from stability at this time. The young man turned around and bowed to Xu Changqing again.

"Changqing, you are..."

Zhang Baozhu also held Xu Changqing's arm hard. She was afraid that Xu Changqing would destroy this scene and destroy these feelings that were almost unimperfect.

If that...

This world is not beautiful...

Xu Changqing smiled and leaned against Zhang Baozhu's ear and said, "Baozhu, don't panic. I'm not that bored yet. What's the old saying? I'd rather demolish ten temples than destroy a marriage. But although this kid is a little capable, the world is unstable now. If I don't help him, I'm afraid that in the end, he will still abandon this poor girl. Do you want that?"

Zhang Baozhu also came back to her senses and bit her red lips with some complexity.

But in the end, she nodded vigorously.

Even if they really can't get to the end, at least at this time, she has tried her best...

"Hehe. Boy, how could you get so angry at a young age? How did you know that my poems are useless? Come on, I won't bully you. I will read out my poem first. If you think it's feasible, you can write it. The money is still yours! How about it?"

"this……"

The young and young girls looked at each other and were a little scary.

Although they still believed that there must be more good people in this world, they never expected that they would encounter them at this time.

The boss lady next to her was also shocked at this moment and hurriedly said, "Silly boy, why are you still standing there? Why don't you come back and serve this old man quickly..."

The boy wanted to refuse, but when he saw the girl's begging eyes, he could only grit his teeth and focus: "As long!"

Seeing the boy come back, Xu Changqing

I couldn't help but smile, with my hands on my back, and paced back and forth with my head shaking.

“…”

The young boy, the boss, the boss's wife, including Zhang Baozhu, were speechless.

However, Zhang Baozhu quickly came to her senses and looked at Xu Changqing with her eyes shiny.

This guy looked unrestrained, but he wrote a classic like "If Life Is Only Like the First Meeting", and he is very talented.

This made Zhang Baozhufang feel unstoppable. Can Xu Changqing still write such amazing poems at this time?

"Have it!"

At this time, Xu Changqing clapped his hands and looked at the falling leaves falling from an old willow tree not far away and said:
To be continued...