"The wonder of the return to Zhuang lies in the strange literature and the strange people. He is the great-grandson of Mr. Zhenchuan, and his calligraphy and painting are the best in the world, but his articles are very breathing, and his poetry is very strange. People have many different concepts from the secular world. For example, he believes that men and women are the same and resists men's superiority and inferiority. Others have three wives and four concubines, but he only marrys one wife and never takes concubines. Moreover, he also favors his wife so much that he is so afraid. He once wrote a couplet in the hall, 'The wife is too smart and the husband is too strange; the neighbors are close to the villa in the dark, so there are so many ghosts.' From this couplet, we can see that he is proud of his wife, and he can also see that his poems and essays are almost vernacular." Gu Yanwu continued.

The fetal breath is very heavy? It means that the writing is not difficult to understand, and it looks like a child's work. It is strange that he has "stricken wife" and this kind of disease is everywhere in the future, but it is really rare today hundreds of years ago.

However, it would be too much to say that the neighbors are in the netherworld houses, and that they are ghosts or not humans.

From this we can see that Guizhuang is amazing in acting.

A strange man must have a genius.

Zhu Youlang couldn't help but become interested in Guizhuang.

If you are interested, Zhu Youlang plans to take a look and taste it again. Why? Because in his opinion, people with strange tempers are generally talented, but people with too low EQ and too low EQ are out of place with the surrounding environment and often cannot do good things.

In Zhu Youlang's eyes, such an important position as the editor-in-chief of newspapers should be no less than that of the ministers of various departments. If you use a weird person, you may not be able to do this big thing well.

"Let's do this, and Nong, hurry back to the mansion to settle your wife and children, rest, and go with me to see a few workshops tomorrow. Cedar, please let Guizhuang follow you too." Zhu Youlang ordered.

"Abide by the order!" Wang Fuzhi and Gu Yanwu bowed to receive the order.

When Wang Fuzhi left, Zhu Youlang thought about it, picked up a pen and wrote two names on the paper: Zhu Ciwei and Zhu Ciye.

Well, the second son is called Zhu Ciwei, and the third son is called Zhu Ciye.

Two more guys were brought with me, and the empress dowager seemed so happy, but Zhu Youlang was happy and felt a little regretful: "How great would it be if he had a daughter? They were all naughty, and boys were the least worry-free. Can you have a close-fitting little cotton jacket? Well, hurry up and work hard."

After learning from the pain, Zhu Youlang decided to work harder and work harder. He believed that someone would always give birth to a daughter for him.

Zhu Youlang returned to the harem with the paper with the name written on it excitedly. He went to Cining Palace first and found that the empress dowager was holding Zhu Cixuan and playing happily. Qiu Ju and Dong Xue were standing aside, but Wang Chang was not there.

Zhu Cixuan is five months old, his eyebrows and eyes are wide open, white and fat, and very adorable. This kid is very stable, he doesn't cry or make a fuss. Even if he urinates, he will lie quietly and not cry like other children. Zhu Youlang sometimes wonders if this kid doesn't cry.

As for being hungry, there is no need to think about it. With so many people surrounding him, how could he be hungry?

After Zhu Youlang saw the gift to the empress dowager, he poked his son's fleshy face with his hand. Zhu Cixuan stared at him with wide eyes, then turned his eyes elsewhere, without any reaction.

"Mother, is this kid wrong?" Zhu Youlang asked.

"Nonsense! It's a problem if you don't cry or make trouble? We have a good temperament and make people worry-free, right? Is it?" Empress Dowager Ma said these last two sentences to her beloved grandson.

"Where is the queen?" Zhu Youlang asked Qiu Ju.

"Reply to the emperor, the queen has gone to the palace of Empress Li." Qiu Ju replied.

"Oh, Mother, look, is the name I gave to my two sons good?" Zhu Youlang took out the paper and handed it to Empress Dowager Ma.

"Zhu Ciwei, Zhu Ciye, it's good, it sounds good. But, it's still our Xiao Xuanxuan's name." Empress Dowager Ma read it and was not very interested. She turned her head and continued to tease Zhu Cixuan.

Seeing this, Zhu Youlang thought helplessly: "Okay, the old lady is even good at watching the eldest grandson, and even her name is good. It is understandable that the youngest son and eldest grandson are the lifeblood of the old lady."

...

The next morning, Wang Fuzhi and Zhuangdu waited outside Qinzheng Hall early. Zhu Youlang held the dawn meeting and waited until the Grand Secretary left before he announced the two of them into the hall.

"The student returns to Zhuang and kowtow to the emperor, long live my emperor." After Guizhuang enters the hall, he kowtowed and bowed calmly.

"Flat."

Guizhuang stood up and retreated to Wang Fuzhi's side.

Zhu Youlang looked at it and almost laughed out loud.

I saw that Guizhuang was about the same age as Wang Fuzhi. He was in his thirties and was not tall, which was just a medium-sized person. He was wearing a blue-gray robe and a square flat scarf. The robe was not new, but the pulp was washed very clean and flat. He held a folding fan in his hand and looked like a standard scholarly dress.

What almost made Zhu Youlang laugh was his fan pendant.

Ordinary fan pendants, either a spike head or a piece of jade, are small in shape, and even have a decorative effect, they can also show the owner's identity.

No matter what material you use, smallness is the first priority.

But the fan pendant of the other person who returned to the village was neither a spike nor a jade. Its body shape was not only a coincidence, but it was quite large - it was actually a red and yellow purse.

That's fine, the key is that the color of red is incompatible with Guizhuang's identity as a scholar and his dressing style, and it is too conspicuous.

"Gui Zizhuang, your pendant is very unique. Could it be that you used this to show your uniqueness?" Zhu Youlang held back his smile and asked.

"Return to Your Majesty, this purse of the student was given to the student's beloved wife in the past. At that time, the student was not worth a penny and was poor and destitute. He never left his wife. He bought forty acres of land and cultivated it himself for the students to study. The student did not dare to forget his deep affection for his beloved wife, so he always wore this purse around him." Gui Zhuang bowed and replied.

Gu Yanwu was anxious when he heard his friend's answer right, and said to himself: "When others mention their wife, they say 'Zhujing'. You are so good, you call your beloved wife. It's okay if you talk to others. Is this answering the emperor's question? Do you know?"

Thinking of this, he quickly glared at Guizhuang, trying to remind him to be careful when speaking, but Guizhuang didn't look at him at all. Gu Yanwu had to roll his eyes and sighed in his heart: "Come on, this time the emperor will probably be missed in the exam."

He didn't expect that the emperor would not look at it that way. Zhu Youlang thought to himself: "I love my wife very much, act weirdly, and don't care about other people's opinions. This is a slight evident in Guizhuang."

Thinking of this, he nodded and said, "Others say you are afraid of your wife, but in fact you have misunderstood you. Your husband and wife have a deep relationship. It turns out that it is because of love. Only with love can you be afraid. Can you still be afraid if you don't love?"

"Oh, Your Majesty, you are right. The couple of students are in love! The so-called fear of their wives is because of love. If the student didn't love his wife very much, how could he be afraid of her? Just divorce!"
Chapter completed!