The next day, Zhou Zheng Zhou Ji, Jiujiang Pavilion and others wandered around. After lunch, he arrived at an inconspicuous courtyard in the south of the city.

The gate of the courtyard is very mottled, and the plaque is weathered and frost-beaten. It is neglected in front of the door and has been unavailable for a long time.

Zhou Zheng looked at it for a while and went forward to knock on the door.

The person who opened the door was a 50-year-old man. Looking at Zhou Zheng, he said with some confusion: "Who are you looking for?"

Zhou Zheng raised his hand and said, "Student Zhou Zhengyun, I'm here to visit Mr. Jinghu. Please send me a message. I hope you will see me."

The old man looked at Zhou Zheng and smiled and said, "My master has not seen guests for many years. If the young master is nothing, please come back."

Zhou Zheng took out a somewhat old book from his arms and said, "This is Mr. Yangming's handbook. The student finally borrowed it from him. I would like to ask Mr. Jinghu for advice in person."

The old man's expression changed slightly. He looked at the book in Zhou Zheng's hand, stretched out his sleeves with both hands and said, "Is it really Mr. Yangming's handwriting?"

Mr. Yangming, Wang Yangming, the founder of "Xinxue", the master of Confucianism, and the last master of Confucianism.

This was borrowed by Zhou Zheng at Yashang and spent a lot of money, and said to me: "It's true."

The old man looked around carefully for a few seconds, then he couldn't bear to let go. After a while, he looked up at Zhou Zheng and said, "I am Han Cheng."

Zhou Zheng was stunned. He never thought that the famous Mr. Jinghu still worked as a part-time doorman?

As if he saw Zhou Zheng’s surprise, Han Cheng said, “There is no one at home. I happened to be reading a book by the door, which makes you laugh.”

Zhou Zheng quickly raised his hand and said, "Students dare not."

This Han Cheng was a Jinshi in the 22nd year of Wanli. He worked as an editor in the Hanlin Academy for several years and then retired. He has been studying, writing books, and occasionally going out to give lectures.

Because his study has the word "Jinghu", everyone who teaches him calls Mr. Jinghu, who is a great scholar in the world.

Han Cheng looked at Wang Yangming's handbook reluctantly, and looked at Zhou Zheng and said, "You are looking for me, aren't you just asking for teaching?"

Although Han Cheng has not been in the officialdom for more than 20 years, he has a great reputation. I don’t know how many people want to use him as a step forward to increase their value.

Zhou Zheng stood at the door and said, "I'm not hiding my advice. Secondly, the students are preparing to build a library. First, they collect and organize various books to compile them into books to inform the world and future generations. Secondly, the students know that the poor are now in poverty and study, and they plan to make it public and allow everyone to come in to read books, copy books, and borrow books. There is no difference between noble and low family, and no difference between rich and poor."

The front one was nothing, but the back one made Han Cheng’s face slightly strange, and he couldn’t help but look at Zhou Zheng seriously.

Which scholars today are not selfish, selfish, and willing to sacrifice themselves for others?

"There is no other purpose?" Han Cheng looked at Zhou Zhengdao. Although he never left the house, he was not stupid.

Zhou Zhengdao: "If it is for fame and fortune, there are many more suitable people than the teacher. When students come to visit the teacher, they just want to ask the teacher to sit occasionally, and there is no other way."

Zhou Zheng originally planned to invite Han Cheng as the deputy chief of the Pavilion, but he seemed a little disrespectful, so he gave up.

Han Cheng looked at Zhou Zheng and then at the Yangming manuscript in his hand. He seemed to hesitate. After a while, he sighed and said, "Forget it, I was the last time I was fooled by Mr. Yangming's manuscript. You tell me the address and I will go there once a month. You can lend me this manuscript for three days, right?"

Zhou Zheng hurriedly said, "No problem. The library is currently under construction. When it is completed, the students come to invite the teacher in person. It doesn't take a month. If the teacher wants to go, he will go, and if he can't go, he won't go."

Han Cheng seemed to be unable to understand Zhou Zheng, and said for a moment: "Okay."

Zhou Zheng didn't say much and raised his hand and said, "Student said goodbye."

Han Cheng looked at Zhou Zheng turning around and leaving, his eyes showed a strange look and said to himself: "Is there really such a person in this world today?"

Zhou Zheng left this family and soon visited another family.

If Jiujiang Pavilion is built, some people will have to stand on the platform.

Except for those who Zhou Zheng specially prepared things like Han Cheng, the others were relatively casual. Even so, they were still rejected a lot.

One afternoon, Zhou Zheng invited only five people, but finally five people. After the business opened, if these five people came and went there, their fame would naturally gradually come.

After dinner, Zhou Zheng came to Jiujiang Pavilion.

The place has been almost dismantled, full of various materials, and there are more than twenty craftsmen, who are busy back and forth.

Master Liu stood beside Zhou Zheng and said excitedly: "Mr. Zhou, both sides have been demolished, and the grass behind has been cleaned up. Construction will start in a few days and will be completed in three months!"

Zhou Zheng looked at it, looking forward to it, and said, "Can you build it in three months?"

Master Liu said: "Although the design is a bit troublesome, the project is not big, and it is more than three months."

Zhou Zheng was a little surprised, but he was even happier and said, "Okay, quality and quantity."

Master Liu said: "Don't worry, there will definitely be no problem."

Liu Liuzhe looked aside and said to Zhou Zheng: "Second Young Master, the shopkeeper Wan sent someone to say that the books he prepared were almost in place. I ask you when you want them."

Zhou Zheng thought for a while and said, "I'll need to put the weekly diary now, so I should be able to pile it up, right?"

Liu Liuzhe said: "If it is ten thousand volumes, it may not be enough. Why not put it in the mansion?"

Zhou Zheng had no other place, and said, "Okay, you can arrange it."

Liu Liuzhe agreed, and just as he was about to speak, Zhou Zheng suddenly said, "Did he talk about fame and fortune?"

Zhou Zheng asked Wan Qian to donate fame to Liu Liuzhe, Shangguan Xun, Chengjin and others.

Liu Liuzhe didn't know that Zhou Zheng was going to donate his fame and fortune to him, so he shook his head and said, "I didn't say it."

Zhou Zheng nodded and said, "I'll find an opportunity to tell him."

Master Liu was standing aside and waited for them to finish speaking, saying, "Mr. Zhou, do you have any special requirements?"

Zhou Zheng was stunned and said, "Special request?"

Master Liu glanced around and whispered: "For example, a dark room, a secret passage, or something?"

When Zhou Zheng was right away, he suddenly realized that someone's house has no dark room, a basement secret room and other places where important things are hidden.

This reminded Zhou Zheng. After thinking for a while, Zhou Zheng said: "You need the basement, and in addition, you can leave a few more places for me and I will arrange it."

Master Liu smiled and said, "Okay, Mr. Zhou don't worry, do everything as you told me."

Zhou Zheng explained a few more words before returning home.

As soon as he returned to his home, he was called to Zhou Qingli's study room. Zhou Qingli sat on the chair with a serious expression and said, "I'm ready for my father and enter the palace the day after tomorrow."

Zhou Zheng could see that Mr. Zhou could not wait and could not wait.

"Okay, I'll make arrangements." Zhou Zheng said simply without pointing it out.

Zhou Qingli nodded and picked up the book on the table.

Seeing this, Zhou Zheng quietly withdrew.

After leaving Mr. Zhou's study, he passed by Zhou Fang's room and saw him drinking from the window, one cup after another, frowning.

Zhou Zheng pushed the door and said, "Brother, aren't you bored if you drink alone?"

Zhou Fang looked up at him, ignored him, poured another cup on his own.

Zhou sat down opposite him, looked at the bare cabbage on the table that was almost unmoved, and said, "You have feelings and friendship with Miss Ding, so don't worry so much."

Zhou Zheng has already inquired about some of the matters about the Ding family and is preparing to find ways to calmly promote this matter in the past few days.

Zhou Fang took a sip of wine and said, "You don't understand."

Zhou Zheng, a straight man, is a good theory, but it's hard to do it. Zhou Fang's matter is not something he can say. After sitting for a while, he said, "I'm planning to build a library. If you have nothing to do, go and help me keep an eye on it, so as to save you from being bored at home."

Zhou Fang looked at him, not sure whether he heard it or didn't hear it, nodded and said, "Yes."

Zhou Zheng didn't care whether he heard it or not, he agreed and told him to drink less before leaving.

The next day, Zhou Zheng went to Zhouji for a routine time and sat for a long time, then went to the factory, Zhoushiyaxing, and went to Jiujiang Pavilion again, and then read books and practice calligraphy on the second floor of Zhouji.

Liu Liuzhe was busy outside, ran up, and whispered: "Second Young Master, Mr. Wei's news came from that Yang Hu had left Beijing. I asked if he should release him?"

Wei Xizhuang also held Yang Qishao, Yang Jiushao, and the Ministry of Revenue Qingsi and Jiang Ju.

Zhou Zheng didn't expect that Yang Huzhi would leave as soon as he said he would leave, and he left before he could let him go, without saying a word.

"I still have confidence."

Zhou Zheng sighed and put down his pen and said, "Yes, let's put it."

It’s Jiang Ju, and as for Young Master Yang Qi, it’s impossible for Young Master Yang Jiu.

Liu Liuzhe agreed and turned around and ran downstairs.

Zhou Zheng suddenly called him and said, "Have you gone to Jiujiang Pavilion?"

Liu Liuzhe turned around again and said, "It seems that there is no one. The eldest young master drank last night and should still be sleeping."

Zhou Zheng packed up the things on the table and stood up and said, "You go back and pull him up and take him to Jiujiang Pavilion. I have something to do when I go out."

Liu Liuzhe hurriedly said, "Where are you going? Do you want to bring someone?"

Zhou Zheng said: "No, you go, no one needs to follow me."

Since Yang Huzhi left with confidence, he said that nothing would happen for the time being. Besides, he was going to Li Shi. If the salt merchant asked him for trouble at this time, he would really be life or death.

Liu Liuzhe responded and went downstairs with Zhou Zheng one after another.

Zhou Zheng had already made an appointment with Li Shi in a teahouse not far from Daming Gate.

Sitting on the second floor, Li Shi looked at the crowd outside and smiled and said to Zhou Zheng: "Civil Zhou, I have brought you another good news."

Zhou Zheng didn't think the news he received from Li Shi was good, and he said with a normal expression: "Please tell me, Eunuch Li."

Li Shi smiled and said, "The emperor not only wants to see Lingzun, but also wants to see you."
To be continued...