Young Master Yang finally stopped talking to Zhu Zhanji on the way, as long as he checked in the inn or inn and restaurant, Young Master Yang would write something on paper with a pen. Every time Zhu Zhanji came to ask, Young Master Yang's question and answer was a surprise to scholars all over the world.

Well, anyway, I’m now strong in the background, so I’m just blatantly quarreling at you. If you don’t agree, come and beat me!

I haven't read "The Legend of the Officialdom", but I remember a general outline of Fan Jin's passing and a general outline. What's the relationship between this? Will the writers make up a few stories?

Use the programmer's thinking to organize the outline, use the thoughts of a floppy writer to write and fill in the story, and don't worry about someone coming to talk to you about copyright. It's perfect.

Then the good "Scholars" was changed by Master Yang to a story collection similar to the story meeting. In addition to the name "Scholars", there is also an article about Fan Jin's victory, and the rest has nothing to do with it.

Zhu Zhanji took the previous few written manuscripts and flipped through them, and said in a slight voice: "You Yang Zhuangyuan is planning to openly become enemies of all the scholars in the world?"

Yang Shaofeng sneered and said, "I am the top scholar, they are not. This means that their knowledge is not as good as me. Since it is not as good as me, it means that I am right and they are wrong. As the saying goes, they are worthy of being enemies with the scholars of the world?"

Zhu Zhanji nodded and said, "Yes, what you said is right. Anyway, you are the top scholar in the six songs, and you are the Wenqu Star descending to earth. You are right. Even those great scholars are not enough to see you!"

Master Yang suddenly turned around and stared at Zhu Zhanji, this guy. When did he get into my sarcastic style?

Zhu Zhanji, who was still flipping through the manuscript, felt that Master Yang was looking at him, so he said without raising his head: "What are you watching me do?"

Yang Shaofeng laughed and said to Zhu Zhanji: "I don't do anything, I just want to ask you, what do you think of these manuscripts?"

Zhu Zhanji curled his lips and said, "You can barely see the words, but you are still far from being a self-contained person.

What about the article? It’s probably the same thing. You can write it if you just want a scholar.

However, the content shown in your article is real, I am afraid that there will be some shock in the officialdom."

Yang Shaofeng said: "That's good. By the way, we are good brothers. I will add you to the name of the writer, so you don't need to thank me."

The sight that was attracted to the manuscript just now suddenly moved away. Zhu Zhanji suddenly looked up at Master Yang: "So, your so-called good brother is for you, right?"

Yang Shaofeng laughed and said, "Don't care about those details. Don't you think it's interesting to see those poor and poor looking like they want to kill us but are helpless?"

Zhu Zhanji, who was obviously led to a deviant position, reached out and touched his chin, and said with a smirk: "It seems quite interesting, too?"

Suddenly seeing Master Yang showing joy on his face, Zhu Zhanji hurriedly said, "No, you must think it's interesting to see me beaten up in the future! Don't think of writing my name and I'll tell you!"

Looking at Zhu Zhanji who had already reacted, Master Yang couldn't help but fall into deep thought about what happened in this country? I'm embarrassed to visit Taiwan. Could it be that he has fooled this child too many times and that this child has become smarter?

When Zhu Zhanji saw the appearance of Master Yang, he knew that he was right and immediately snorted coldly: "I know your so-called good brother. Basically, I have either been used for you or been beaten for you!"

Yang Shaofeng chuckled and said, "Then I won't write your name anymore. I'll write my own. Anyway, we are brothers, so I don't have to be afraid of them."

Zhu Zhanji snorted, lowered his head to flip the manuscript in his hand, but found that the manuscript had reached the last page: "That's all? What about the one behind?"

Yang Shaofeng spread his hands and said, "What's the back? I've written so much in total. Where do you ask me to find the back for you? I want to continue reading and wait a few days before talking about it."

Zhu Zhanji said: "Believe it or not, I will let you beat you up?"

Yang Shaofeng laughed and said, "Have you seen Wu Ming's skills? I taught you! You asked someone to beat me up?"

Zhu Zhanji said angrily: "Would you believe it or not, I will let you lock in a small house. If you don't write a few stories a day, you won't give it to you?"

Yang Shaofeng couldn't help but sigh, "Okay, okay, don't be so excited. You have to know that writing books every day is a very hard thing. How can you make me finish writing in one day?"

Zhu Zhanji held the manuscript in his hand and shook it, sneering: "There are 50 pages in total, on one piece of paper. Excluding sentence reading, you can count 200 words, fifty pages are only 10,000 words. How many days have you written? Do you think I am stupid?"

Yang Shaofeng thought for a long time but couldn't come up with any good reason, so he simply acted like a rogue: "Anyway, I've written so much, I'm not going to read it. If you want to read it, just wait. Anyway, you can't beat me."

Facts have proved that no matter whether it is ancient or modern, it will appear when it should appear. For example, Zhu Zhanji has transformed into the first generation of the priest of the priest of the priest, and he pestered Master Yang to update every day.

After leaving Yangzhou, the distance to Shuntian Mansion was not long, but it was not short. Especially Yang Shaofeng and Zhu Zhanji had a lot of followers and things, and they had been away for almost a month.

After the results were released, it took three months to return home. It took two months for Master Yang to go back and forth alone. In addition, the many days wasted in the capital, Master Yang could only be at home for about half a month.

In other words, for most of the months since Mr. Yang set out in Hongze Lake, he was forced to write manuscripts by Zhu Zhanji, the party urging him to update the matter every day.

Young Master Yang is increasingly suspicious of later generations of computers and keyboards. Even if you make a typewriter, it is much faster than this handwriting!

But when I looked back at the difficulty of the typewriter, Master Yang was desperate again. Although the English letters require constant creation of new words, they may be thrown into learning words for the rest of their lives, but the thing is simple!

As long as the carpenter is good enough, a qualified typewriter can be made even in ancient times, and it doesn’t matter if the quality is poor.

But there are tens of thousands of Chinese characters, how can I use the typewriter? I am so tired!

In despair, Master Yang even thought about burning the manuscript with a fire, can't I stop writing it? You asked me to write thousands of words a salted fish every day, afraid that it wasn't for me to make things difficult for me, Fat Tiger?

However, Zhu Zhanji did not give Master Yang this opportunity at all. In addition to putting away the manuscripts and hiding them, Zhu Zhanji waited to see Master Yang's updates every day, and threatened with a small black room from time to time.

...

He was wearing white clothes and sat upright on the horse. Looking at the Shuntian Mansion that was close to him, Master Yang's tears were almost coming out.

Finally, I have to get rid of Zhu Zhanji, the urging party membership, and finally I don’t have to worry about writing every day. Your surname is Zhu and your own home, and my last surname is Yang and my own Yang family village.

Zhu Zhanji looked at Yang Shaofeng in a daze and said curiously: "What are you thinking?"

Caught off guard, Yang Shaofeng blurted out what he thought: "It's a bit like he's going to break up and go back to Gao Laozhuang!"

Zhu Zhanji said with a confused look on his face: "What's the breakup? What's Gao Laozhuang? Do you have a new story?"

Yang Shaofeng shook his head and said, "No, no, I just remembered the two Zhuangzi, one of whom was named Gao Laozhuang and the other was called Yunjiazhuang."

Zhu Zhanji said in a daze: "Yun Family Village?"

Yang Shaofeng wanted to slap himself a few times at this time, and after holding it in for a while, he said: "I heard from a great talent named Yun Ye that the Yun family village in the pre-Tang Dynasty was extremely rich, probably because there was a way to make money in the village.

This time I come back to Shuntian Mansion, I want to experiment and see if I can use it in Yangjiazhuang."

Zhu Zhanji laughed and said, "You started talking nonsense again, first Zhou Shuren, then Lu Xun, and now Yun Ye, why did you meet this great talent?

Besides, if the Yun family village is extremely rich, why is it not seen in history? Even if it is true, will the methods from the previous Tang Dynasty still be useful now?"

Yang Shaofeng snorted and said, "Why can I win the top scorer? It is because I have met many talents and learned a lot from them.

As for whether the methods from the previous Tang Dynasty can be used now, I actually don’t think it’s a big problem, just add a little change.”

Zhu Zhanji shook his head and said, "You are talking nonsense, I am listening, and I don't take it seriously anyway. But if you want to experiment in Yangjiazhuang, it will be difficult."

Seeing that Master Yang looked at him, Zhu Zhanji explained: "You have been in Yangjiazhuang for less than a month. Even if you are experimenting, you will not see success or failure.

In my opinion, you might as well buy a hundred acres of land after returning to the capital and re-enter the farming. In less than a few years, it will be a new Yang family farm, and this newly established farm can also carry out your experiments."

Master Yang nodded and said, "Well, that's fine, including the grain production I promised you to increase and road construction issues. I just happened to verify it after returning to the capital."

As soon as the words were finished, Master Yang planned to run away, but he never thought that Zhu Zhanji also followed him: "Why are you running?"

Yang Shaofeng asked with a confused look on his face: "I'll go home! Why are you following me?"

Zhu Zhanji smiled, "Of course I'm going home with you, you haven't told me how to increase grain production yet!"

After scratching his scalp, Yang Shaofeng said: "Didn't you just say it? Let's verify it together after returning to Beijing."

"Ah!" Another pussy sounded, but Zhu Zhanji retorted: "What did you say when I was in Yangzhou last time? You said that it would increase grain production so that the people would not have to go hungry anymore, and then said that you would tell me when you arrived at Shuntian Prefecture.

Now that you have arrived at Shuntian Mansion, if you don’t give me an explanation, do you still want to leave?"

Yang Shaofeng said in a daze: "I said this?"

Zhu Zhanji nodded vigorously and said, "Yes, you said, if you don't believe me, please ask Lin Yu, he was there at that time."
Chapter completed!