The next day, the academic advisor brought a copy of "Dictionary" and called Chen Ke to the outer study room, asking him if he was the same person as the author.

  Chen Ke nodded and said yes, Xue Xun was shocked and asked: "How can you be so young?"

  "At the age of ten, he worked out a phonetic notation method and spent another decade under the guidance of his teachers to compile all the characters in Guangyun."

  "A decade to sharpen a sword! The younger generation is formidable, I'm ashamed, ashamed!" With admiration, Xue Yan bowed deeply and sighed: "I am not worthy of being your teacher."

  Chen Ke was afraid of repeating Su Shi's tragic fate, and he also paid his respects to him: "The profession has its own specialization, students have spent all these years on this, and when it comes to taking the exam, they are very weak."

  Xue Yu saw how humble he was, and was deeply moved. He nodded and said: "Anyone who has learned the phonetic method should treat you with respect as a teacher. Students do not dare to call themselves teachers, let's just address each other as friends."

  "Etiquette must not be abandoned." Chen Ke insisted: "Students dare not be arrogant and unruly."

  "Also right", Xue Fan nodded heavily, and said: "You scholars are all respectful of teachers and morals, I don't want to tarnish your reputation..."

  "Alas, Chen Ke is sweating profusely, what's going on here? When did I become a university student?"

  However, the news that he was the author of "Dictionary" spread like wildfire in Taixue, and not only were the students in his dormitory surprised, but also teachers and students from other dormitories came to see him during class breaks. People couldn't help but doubt this young face - such a rigorous and monumental work should be written by two venerable scholars who have spent their whole lives studying... Even "Su Xiaomei" was speculated to be the pen name of some great scholar who was playing with the world. In short, an author so young was really hard for them to accept.

  However, four students stood out and said that this was really true and could not be disbelieved... Among the four people, three were surnamed Zeng, namely Zeng Bu, Zeng Mou, and Zeng Fu... The first two were Zeng Gong's biological brothers, and the last one was his sworn brother. The only one who did not have the surname Zeng was still Zeng Gong's brother-in-law, named Wang Fu.

  Three people have testified and everyone no longer doubted, they all took out their own dictionaries and asked him to sign his name on the title page.

  Chen Ke is a new student, naturally can't show off, can only come and go, signing autographs while answering all sorts of uninteresting questions:

  "Are you really the one who created Pinyin at the age of ten? Was it a divine inspiration from a dream?"

  "Is this dictionary really co-authored by you and Su Xiaomei?"

  Is Su Xiaomei male or female?

  He had been asking the same kind of questions over and over again, and was getting tired of repeating his answers. He had probably signed fifty or sixty books and answered a hundred and eighty questions when he finally lost patience, put down his pen and said: "That's enough for today. We'll continue tomorrow." With that, he suddenly stood up, patted Zeng Bu's shoulder, and pulled him out of the room.

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  As soon as he went outside, he saw Su Shi and Song Duanping there, smiling gleefully: "Famous people, really troubled!"

  "Damn it!" Chen Ke cursed and pulled Zeng Bu over, "Look, who is this?"

  "Haha, Zixuan, it's you guys!" Song Duanping immediately forgot to tease Chen Ke and jumped up to hug the three Zeng brothers.

  "Zi Xuan, these two brothers are the Er Su we always talk about." Chen Ke introduced them: "Zi Zhan, these three brothers are three of the seven Zengs from Nanfeng that we always mention, and one of them is Brother Zi Gong's brother-in-law." Since Nanfeng was close to Luling, Chen Ke and his friends had gotten familiar with the Zeng family while studying under Ouyang Xiu, as Zeng Gong often brought his brothers along when visiting.

  "Great, great, our team has expanded again!" Su Shi loved the excitement and immediately smiled: "We should go celebrate!"

  "That's natural", Zeng Bu was a small figure, but with distinct facial features, piercing eyes, and an air of heroism in his glance. He was obviously the leader among his brothers. He also burst out laughing: "We arrived early, yet we have to be the hosts!"

  The group of over a dozen people, looking majestic as they left the Imperial Academy, consisted of young men in their early twenties, each bursting with excess energy and chatting freely... yet no one gave them a second glance.

  It's not that the students are too proud, but rather everyone is rushing out in a hurry, as if there's some rare scenery on the streets.

  "What's going on?" Chen Ke pulled over a student and asked.

  "Director Di is returning to the city today and will be passing by our academy at this hour." The man casually replied, then turned around and left.

  "Di Xiang Gong?" In Chen Ke's mind, a fleeting thought of that majestic and awe-inspiring war god flashed by...

  It was said that when Di Xiang Gong went out, the citizens of the capital city flocked to watch him, and the streets were so crowded that water could not flow through.

  "Let's go and take a look," said Zeng Fu excitedly.

  A group of people quickly walked out of the Tai Xue gate, only to see that everyone was rushing towards the west side of the Yu Jie street. To put it bluntly, it was a sea of people, shoulder to shoulder and elbow to elbow. People crowded over, shouting loudly, as if they were crazy or drunk. They were all vying to catch a glimpse of the first commoner prime minister with a dignified appearance since the founding of the country!

  Kaifeng Prefecture officials and patrol soldiers are on high alert

  They had long been prepared for this, hand in hand, they cried and made way for Di Xiang Gong's party. They were all covered in sweat, but without complaint or regret... Otherwise, how could they get so close to their idol?

  Di Qing wore a dark green robe, riding on a tall horse. His handsome face, like that of a celestial being, had a mature and charming smile, even the golden seal on his cheek seemed especially captivating!

  In fact, what made him so infatuated and worshiped by the people of Kaifeng was this golden seal that symbolized shame.

  The Song Dynasty was far more civilized than its predecessors in most places, but also had some savage customs carried over from the Five Dynasties. In order to prevent soldiers and prisoners from escaping, they were tattooed on their faces, so it was said that "good men do not become soldiers".

  That year, after pacifying Lingnan and returning in triumph, Di Qing was promoted to a trusted envoy. When he entered the palace to thank the emperor for his grace, the imperial concubine grasped his hand tightly, gazing at him for a long time before speaking with warmth and melancholy: "My love, I have an imperial physician who can remove the golden seal from your face; you can restore your original appearance. Don't always carry the scars of that year."

  Di Qing was moved to tears, he naturally knew... In the 100 years since the founding of the Song Dynasty, there had never been two prime ministers with a silent Wen on their faces. This is a shame and also a symbol of humility. The official wanted to take away his golden seal, completely for his own good, letting him change his ways and from now on not be inferior to others!

  But Di Qing refused, and he said a word to the official, from then on, in the heart of the Emperor of Great Song, in the hearts of hundreds of millions of ordinary people, he left an indelible impression:

  He said: "Your Majesty promoted me, without asking about my family background. I was able to serve the country because of this golden seal on my face. I am willing to leave the character 'silent' on my cheek, so that all the humble sons in the world can know that the court has such a noble position!"

  This is Di Qing, a man of humble origin who rose from the ranks through his own abilities, step by step, to become one of the most prominent figures of his time, holding the highest position in the Western Prefecture. Yet he never forgot his roots and did not conceal his humble past, a true man of honor!

  He lives with grand passion and ambition, speaking with solid achievements, ignoring the dark and sticky corruption around him, how proud and refreshing is that?!

  Such a brilliant and great man, won the admiration of all the people in the Song Dynasty, it is not surprising that he has gained their heartfelt admiration. His body is also carrying the dreams of millions of ordinary people. His story has long been the greatest legend, inspiring an entire generation!

  Not to mention the Forbidden Army in the capital, every time at this moment, they are all excited and difficult to restrain themselves. This is the pride of the entire martial arts community, nearly a hundred years of oppression and humiliation, finally showing off their prowess in this dynasty!

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  By Di Qing's side, there was a handsome and unparalleled young general in white robes. Countless big girls and little daughters-in-law carried baskets to sprinkle flowers and throw fruits on him, shouting: "Di Yong, Di Yong..."

  Looking at this passionate and heart-wrenching scene, Chen Ke's face didn't have any smile: Marshal, it seems you've indeed become the Prime Minister...

  He stood beside Zeng Bu, but the two did not approach each other and instead gazed from a distance in front of the school gate. On Zeng Bu's face, there was no smile, but rather some sorrow as he said: "General Di, he is not far from death."

  Chen Ke was shocked by his words and looked down at Zeng Bu, saying: "Zixuan, don't speak alarmingly!"

  "Zhong Fang, I'm not exaggerating," Zeng Bu said in a cold voice. "The more brilliant General Di is, the more unbearable some people become!"

  "Who is it?"

  "I'm just hearsay." Zeng Bu said lightly: "It's just that I've heard that Han Xianggong is willing to go and be the San Si Shi, but doesn't want to be the Zhong Mian Fu Shi... why is that? Isn't it because he can't accept being subordinate to him?"

  Han Gong did not take the job, but someone had to do it. The new deputy envoy was Wang Yaoshen. He was the one Han Gong had said to Di Yuanshuai back then: "The one who shouted the name of the champion outside the East Flower Gate is a good fellow!" Now he was under Di Yuanshuai's command, what kind of taste did he have in his heart? It is said that every morning when he came to pay respects to the marshal, he would stare at the golden seal and say: "Marshal, it's getting more and more brilliant!"

  "Even the current Prime Minister, Wen Yanbo, would not be able to help but resent him. Because there are always people comparing him to Di Qing, who recovered the entire southern region and became prime minister after reclaiming just one city, Bei State. What can he compare to that? Yet he is ranked above Di Qing, isn't it shameful? As long as Commander-in-Chief Di is around for a day, he will have to suffer for a day."

  Zeng Bu said in a low voice: "Furthermore, this mere military general has overshadowed all the officials in Bianjing, who can feel comfortable about that? This has formed a dangerous situation with both a faction and a leader, yet he still doesn't know how to restrain himself. If someone were to seize the opportunity...".

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