Chapter 43: The Grace of Enlightenment
"If this wasn't the Sujing Division, no one would dare to act wildly, and you would be in trouble."
"You don't know, today the threshold of Yanbo Tower is almost trampled flat by people, and business is hard to do. Everyone is rushing to see the calligraphy you left behind."
Yan Xiaowu said, staring at him with a strange look: "I really didn't realize that you have so many abilities."
"Let's not talk about anything else. Just the few words you wrote actually attracted those sour guys to rush to Yanbo Tower to copy and imitate them."
"But the jade screen can no longer be seen. It was hidden by Mr. Chen and no one is allowed to see it."
"Brother, you really turned around like a little cow this time, you are awesome for once!"
"Tell me quickly, what other skills do you have hidden?"
“…”
Yan Xiaowu spoke continuously, leaving Jiang Zhou no room to speak.
He simply rolled his eyes and pushed himself up from the bed.
What the hell?
As for competing in poetry and prose, this kind of thing is enough once and I will never do it again.
"Oh, our great talent is awake."
At this time, Jin Jiu pushed open the door and came in, holding a bowl in his hand.
When he saw Jiang Zhou waking up, he smiled and said, "Here, this is a hangover soup, drink some."
Jiang Zhou thanked him, took it and gulped down a big bowl of it. The cool soup made him feel much more refreshed.
This wave was really sloppy.
It’s fine if you’re just pretending, but you have to drink so much.
Jin Jiu smiled and said, "You are now a celebrity in the Sujing Division. No, you were already a celebrity, but this time you are going to become a treasure."
"What baby ? Don't talk nonsense."
"I'm not talking nonsense. You don't know how many people came to our Sujing Division today to inquire about you. Almost all the well-known and famous people in Wu County sent people to talk about you openly or secretly."
"Do you know that even the governor's office and those civil servants have sent people here?"
"You've really made our Su Jing Division look good."
"Look, the captain and the other lieutenants have been invited by the big shots to attend various banquets."
Jiang Zhou's brain was almost numb: "Isn't this too exaggerated?"
“That’s not an exaggeration at all.”
Jin Jiu came to the couch and said sternly, "You don't know yet, but last night the clear whistling sound from Bailu Rock spread to all directions, and the magnificent light soared into the sky, shining thousands of miles away."
"The vast river appears, filling the sky."
"Do you know what this means? A great scholar has broken through the fourth rank and entered the upper third rank of the realm of establishing destiny. He has merged his wisdom into the vast river and become a true great scholar. He can resonate with the spiritual wisdom of the ancient and modern sages. If he goes one step further, he will become a supreme sage who can be ranked alongside the sages!"
Jiang Zhou was stunned: "What does this have to do with me?"
"Brother, the person who broke through the realm of great scholar is called Li Dongyang."
Yan Xiaowu laughed at the side and said, "Moreover, Mr. Dongyang also spread the word that you, Jiang Zhou, have shown him some guidance. Tsk, tsk, that is the kindness of a true third-rank scholar. The kindness of enlightenment is as great as the sky!"
“…”
Jiang Zhou was stunned for a moment.
He knew that the term "great scholar" commonly used had two meanings.
One type is the literati and celebrities who are both talented and virtuous, have made great contributions to society, and are respected by the world.
The other type is a great scholar who has truly reached the third level of the ninth grade of Confucianism and the realm of establishing one’s destiny.
There is a majestic light above the head, and the righteous energy flows into the long river.
In it, one can communicate the wisdom and immortal spirit of ancient and modern sages.
That is the existence comparable to the martial saint whose spirit becomes a wolf smoke, the immortal whose spirit sits in the purple palace, and the golden body master whose relics hang in the auspicious cloud.
Jiang Zhou was not quite sure about the identity of Li Dongyang.
But now, the words "third-rank great scholar" are enough to explain everything.
It turned out that he was a little regretful for doing something a little too extreme this time.
Although before he decided to pretend, he was not afraid that his "out-of-line" behavior would be noticed by Li Xuance.
Anyway, Niu had already boasted to Li Xuance a long time ago, so this could serve as some evidence.
But if the noise was too loud, it would deviate from his original intention.
Now it seems that it is not a bad thing.
If one could gain a third-rank scholar as a backer, that would obviously be a good deal.
I just don't know how much weight this favor carries and whether it's reliable.
Jin Jiu said enviously, "Tsk tsk, from now on, you can really walk sideways in Wujun."
"Now you know I'm not exaggerating, right?"
Jiang Zhou raised his brows slightly.
Indeed, regardless of what outsiders speculate, what kind of ability does he have that he can help a great scholar enter a realm of destiny that is almost comparable to that of sages.
But just the favor of a great scholar is enough to attract people.
Jin Jiu sighed again at this time: "I was wondering why Miss Xue would like you. It turns out that you are a hidden talent. No wonder, no wonder, the girls in Chuyun Tower like talented people the most."
Yan Xiaowu glared and shouted at the top of his voice: "What? Miss Xue? Chu Yunlou!"
"Great! Jiang Zhou, I treat you as a brother, but you kept this from me! No wonder you refused to help me scold those sour scholars when I asked you to do so in Yanbo Tower, but you agreed when I mentioned Miss Xue in Chuyun Tower!"
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and grabbed Jiang Zhou's neck and shook it: "I don't care. If you go to Chuyun Tower again, you have to take me with you!"
"…I said the talented person is not me, but my senior brother! It's Li Bai!"
Jiang Zhou felt dizzy because of him shaking.
Jin Jiu suddenly slapped his head and took out a gold-stamped note from his pocket: "Oh, I forgot about it. Just now, Mr. Chen sent me a note."
Jiang Zhou was a little surprised: "Mr. Chen?"
Yan Xiaowu seemed to know this Mr. Chen very well, and said happily: "This Fatty Chen is really good at handling things. No need to guess, it must be related to the poem you left yesterday."
Jiang Zhou took the invitation and opened it to read. It was an invitation for him to come to Chen's house tonight, and Mr. Chen would host a banquet for him.
There was nothing else to do, and Jiang Zhou had not forgotten that this Mr. Chen was the father of the young lady of the Chen family who had married six husbands in a row.
After a moment of hesitation, Jiang Zhou decided to attend the banquet.
But before that...
He looked at Yan Xiaowu with empty eyes: "Yan Xiaowu, shouldn't you explain this to me?"
Yan Xiaowu was stunned: "What do you want to explain? What are you talking about? Why don't I understand?"
"Well, since you are fine, I will leave first. I haven't returned to the government office today."
Yan Xiaowu waved his hand, turned around and walked away. After walking a few steps, he suddenly turned back and stuffed a piece of paper into his hand, saying, "This is the result of Lao Ling's interrogation of that family. Take a look for yourself."
After saying this, he left in a hurry.
Humph, you're plotting against me? Sooner or later, I'll make you fall into the quagmire!
Jiang Zhou sneered in his heart, took the paper, and without avoiding Jin Jiu, he unfolded it and took a look, his eyes flashing slightly.
It is clearly recorded on paper.
Old Ling was indeed an experienced official. In a short period of time, he had found out everything about the woman in the painting given to him by Mr. Wu Shusheng's wife, including her family background, life, and death.
The woman in the painting was indeed a daughter of that family who had died a few years ago.
