When Zhu Baqiu and his group of people distributed the wedding money at the door, an official on horseback came again.
"Is this the residence of Mr. Zhu Yuanyuan?" After getting off the horse, he led the horse all the way through the crowd to the gate of Zhufu. Then he asked the maid who was stringing copper coins with red string.
"How do you do, officer? Zhu Yuanyuan is the son of my family. Do you have anything important to do?"
After Zhu Baqiu heard the official's words, he handed the plate in his hand to the servant on one side, and then came forward to reply.
"Hello, I'm a yamen official. The magistrate sent me to send an invitation to Mr. Zhu. Please attend tomorrow's poetry meeting!"
The official took out a big red invitation card from his arms, handed it to Zhu Baqiu, and then said with great weight.
"Yes, officer, I will give it to my childe. Thank you for coming to send the invitation. It's a small favor. Please accept it. Today is the day when my young master was admitted to the junior college and got the desk. This is just some lucky money."
After taking over the invitation, Zhu Baqiu took out a money bag from his arms and put it into the official's hand. There were 100 Liang silver notes in it, which were all prepared in advance. A dozen of these money bags were prepared together, which were used to send the servants sent by the town forces to congratulate them on the next night.
After all, as the saying goes, Yama is easy to see, and it's hard to pester little ghosts.
If they don't give any good to them, they will talk nonsense when they go back. There will be more enemies for no reason at that time, and they don't know how to provoke them. If these forces make obstacles secretly, it's not very good. Although Zhu Yuanyuan is not afraid, Zhu Baqiu, as subordinates, wants to think about everything for their master Although they are poor people who sell themselves to the tooth shop, it doesn't mean they are stupid.
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"childe, this is an invitation sent by the county magistrate, saying that you must go to the poetry meeting tomorrow. There is a time and address in the invitation."
After Zhu Baqiu sent off the officials from the yamen, he went into the mansion, handed the invitation to Zhu Yuanyuan, and repeated the official's words.
"Well, I see. You go."
Zhu Yuanyuan took over the invitation and sent Zhu Baqiu, then opened the invitation and looked up.
"Mr. Zhu Yuanyuan sent a letter to you. Today, the young master has won the test paper of the children's students. It is also the Spring Festival. Therefore, we hold a poetry festival to celebrate the Spring Festival and wish you all a bright future! I hope Mr. Zhu can drive to the Ming guilou for the poetry meeting tomorrow night
"Wang Xueming, county magistrate of MINGYE Town, respects you!"
After reading the invitation card, Zhu Yuanyuan found that there was no more confusion, and it is estimated that the invitation was written by the county magistrate Wang Xueming himself.
"Spring Festival poetry festival? Let's go and have a look! "
At first, Zhu Yuanyuan did not intend to continue his scientific research or attend the so-called poetry meeting. But now he has changed his mind. Since he has decided to do something for the people in the literary world, he has to use all means to make himself stronger. However, in the end, he estimates that nothing can be done.
After all, the Terrans in the literary world have developed for hundreds of thousands or even millions of years, but they still can't get rid of the captivity of the three clans. From this, we can see a lot of things. The three clans are certainly not so easy to deal with. Otherwise, they can't use Zhu Yuanyuan to help. I'm afraid the three clans have been destroyed by some powerful people of the Terran.
Therefore, Zhu Yuanyuan still plans to continue to take part in the imperial examination. He has gained some prestige in recent days. All of them are the profits brought by the king's poetry. This is still in the town of tomorrow night. If he can be the number one scholar in the imperial examination, the whole country of Ji will be known by everyone.
The number one scholar in the literary world is rich in gold, which is much stronger than that in the college entrance examination of shuilanxing. After all, the number one scholar in ancient times means that he has graduated from a student and can become an official directly. However, the number one scholar in shuilanxing's college entrance examination only represents that he has been admitted to a good school, and then he has to learn more advanced knowledge. If he relaxes his study, even if he is relaxed The top student in the college entrance examination is also equal to a circle.
Moreover, the number one in the college entrance examination on shuilanxing is not paid much attention to. It may be forgotten after reading it. Very few people can remember that it is different here in the literary world. Although it is also once a year in the imperial examination, there is only one champion a year. Moreover, the number one scholar in senior high school will be spread all over the country. People all over the country know that this kind of attention is quite enough.
At first, Zhu Yuanyuan intended to kill other people on the other side of the battlefield, so that he would get more attention. As long as he made contributions, the whole Terran would pay attention to it. At that time, his reputation would surely soar by several trillion yuan overnight, or even billions of dollars. Of course, this is the level 1 reputation.
"You, go and call Baqiu."
After reading the invitation, Zhu Yuanyuan suddenly remembered one thing. He had not arranged for the students who had been recruited, so he casually pointed to a waiting maid nearby to call Zhu Baqiu in at the gate.
"What can I do for you, young master?"
After Zhu Baqiu came in, he bowed down to Zhu Yuanyuan and waited for Zhu Yuanyuan's order."Baqiu, you take some people to the place where we recruit disciples. Today, all the disciples should go there and wait. You can take them to Zhengqi mountain outside the city and arrange them to stay. After attending the poetry meeting tomorrow, I will go to Zhengqi mountain the day after tomorrow."
Zhu Yuanyuan thought for a moment and said that Zhu Baqiu also knew the location of Zhengqi mountain. These days, Zhu Yuanyuan didn't pay much attention to the construction progress of Zhengqi mountain. Zhu Baqiu took people to see it.
Not only that, the Zhengqi mountain has changed a lot. Not only have we built houses, but also we have recruited 2000 warriors. All of them are at the level of martial arts masters. They are the third level of martial arts masters, which is equivalent to literary masters. Of course, the strength of martial arts is not as strong as that of cultural cultivation.
There are also ten realms of martial arts, which are in turn: Wutu, samurai, Wushi, Wuzong, dawuzong, Wuwang, Wuhuang, Wudi and wusheng.
Although the talent of martial arts practitioners is not as high as that of martial arts practitioners, it's impossible for them to cultivate martial arts The last step.
The reason why Zhu Yuanyuan has recruited more than 2000 martial arts masters is that he can't deal with the alien race by wandering around the martial arts masters. Even the most common monsters, the martial arts masters at the same level can kill a demon beast. This is the difference between the physical strength. Although the martial arts practitioners also practice bows and arrows, they are actually the most powerful warriors All of them are close combat. The melee fighters are strong in attack and defense, but this is relatively speaking.
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