Farmer’s Blessed Girl

Bai Shan answered on his behalf, "We both come from the Bai clan in Longzhou."

Mr. Zhuang also slightly introduced Man Bao, who was following behind him, and said with a smile, "This is my eldest disciple Zhou Man."

The middle-aged scribe was taken aback.

He didn't recognize Mr. Zhuang, but he had heard of Zhou Man.

The story of Zhou Man having a husband and two junior brothers is also widely circulated in Beijing.

Zhang Chen only felt that his arm was hurting again, and he couldn't help but look past them and look at Zhou Man who was standing behind.

Man Bao inexplicably raised his head to meet his gaze, with a puzzled look on his face, how could he keep walking and not leaving?

Zhou Man was still very famous in the capital, and in fact Bai Shan was also famous, especially among the literati. The two of them were loyal, righteous, benevolent and filial, and he did not expect to meet them.

Zhang Chen saluted them again, and when he found a seat on the top of the mountain to sit down, and put down drinks and snacks, he sighed with a few people: "I participated in the entrance examination when I was next, and I was out of the list at the time, I thought it was the autumn list. If there is a chance, who knows or not, alas..."

Mr. Zhuang comforted him and said, "Although there are two subjects in a row this year, there are many people taking the exam. Brother Zhang, don't be too discouraged."

After listening to this kind of comfort, Zhang Chen shook his head and said, "If I don't pass this year, I may not be able to take the test again next year. I'll wait two more years, and I'll be older."

Mr. Zhuang laughed, "No matter how old you are, can you still be as old as me?"

Zhang Chen looked at Mr. Zhuang who was in high spirits, then glanced at the three young men sitting on the other side of the mat serving, and sighed even more, "How can I compare with Mr., Mr. has such an apprentice, even if he does not serve in his life, it is worth it. "

Although Mr. Zhuang felt that what he said was right, he also heard a sense of depression. He opened his mouth, but still did not persuade him any further.

It's hard to talk deeply, so he raised his hand and toasted him with a glass of wine.

They sat for a while, and Mr. Jiang and the others finally came up the mountain. As soon as they saw Mr. Zhuang's master and apprentice, they smiled and said, "I guessed that you all went up the mountain, and it's true."

They didn't care about Zhang Chen, who they didn't know, anyway. Chongyang Chongyang was to climb mountains, see Jinger, drink and drink, and be happy in their hearts.

The three older ones are free and easy, while the three younger ones are carefree. Only Zhang Chen is depressed and unwilling to sit by the side.

Mr. Jiang and others also brought wine, and seeing that he seemed to be in a bad mood, they simply raised their hands to give him a drink.

Everyone stayed on the mountain until evening, and Zhang Chen was immediately drunk, and in the end, Daji and Mr. Jiang's entourage carried him down.

The carriage swayed back to Beijing, and the three of Man Bao rode on horses and chased me to the capital. After leaving the carriage for a long distance, they turned their horses and ran back.

They were too young to understand Zhang Chen's frustration.

Besides, neither Man Bao, Bai Shan nor Bai Erlang felt that being an official was a very important thing in this world.

There are so many things people can do in this world, and becoming an official is just a choice.

At this point, they even see more openness than Mr. Zhuang, a man who has experienced wind and rain.

Mr. Jiang put down the curtain, looked away from the window, and said with a smile to Mr. Zhuang, "You three disciples seem to be getting better than before."

Mr. Zhuang smiled and said, "They have grown up too."

Mr. Jiang sighed sadly, "You can see that they have grown up, but on my side I am just getting older. I am getting older every day, but my children haven't made any progress at all."

Mr. Chen smiled and said, "Every time I see you, I have to hear your envy once, and my ears will get calluses."

"You don't envy? If you don't envy you, don't say a few words in private."

Mr. Zhuang laughed and waved his hands indifferently: "Just say it, I don't care."

"If you envy you, of course you don't care." Mr. Jiang thought of something, turned to look in his luggage, and found a bundle of manuscripts for him, "This is a calligraphy I practiced recently, I It's good to see Bai Shan's handwriting, let's see if he wants to copy it."

Mr. Jiang's calligraphy is very famous. I heard that even the emperor has a collection. Mr. Zhuang immediately took it and thanked him for Bai Shan.

Mr. Jiang shook his head and said, "I will never receive such a good disciple in my life, so I can only look at it with envy and envy, and I am satisfied if I can give pointers from the side."

When he returned to the city, Mr. Zhuang asked Zhang Chen, who was lying in his carriage, to be taken to the inn.

Mr. Jiang raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile, "Why don't you take it home? After all, he is a scholar who can participate in the imperial examination. He still has some skills, maybe he can be accepted as a staff officer."

Mr. Zhuang shook his head and smiled and said, "I'm a ninth-rank petty official, what kind of staff do I need? I'm just reading books in the Chongwen Hall and telling the prince some scriptures."

He said: "Man Bao doesn't need it anymore. She is an imperial doctor, she only treats diseases and saves people, and writes medical books. She doesn't need staff who can advise and advise. As for Bai Shan and Bai Cheng, they are still too young, and they don't know when they will start their careers. "

Mr. Chen was straightforward, "I thought it was because you didn't like him."

He smiled and said, "I see his words have the intention of fleeing, so I poured him wine, thinking that you will push the boat back and bring people back, this staff is stable, who knows you don't mean that."

Mr. Zhuang shook his head, smiled and turned his head to look out the window. His three mischievous disciples ran back from a distance on horseback, giggling and laughing.

He said: "Tao is different and does not conspire, not to mention that other people's opinions are not on our masters and students."

But the fear lies in the prince who is associated behind them.

Mr. Jiang naturally also thought of it. After all, he is a good friend, so he couldn't help but care, "Are you guys okay in the East Palace?"

Mr. Zhuang smiled and nodded, "His Royal Highness is getting more and more humble, so we are all doing well."

The correction and improvement of the prince's character can be said to be seen by the entire court. This time the emperor invited the elderly and ministers to dinner, and the prince was the one who held the pot and poured the wine.

Without the irritability of previous years, and in addition to the fact that he was able to do a few errands in front of him, although there are also imperial history books impeaching him every so often, but it is not a big deal, and he rarely scolds ministers in court.

Therefore, the ministers headed by Wei Zhi were very pleased with the prince today. Everyone had a palace banquet with Meimei, and then someone mentioned the matter of Prince Gong returning to Luozhou.

Prince Gong has stayed in Beijing for too long, and it is time to return to Luozhou. Can't he keep people under house arrest in the palace?

The emperor pondered, remembering the opinion of the empress, and he shied away from the matter, saying that today is Chongyang, and everyone only respects the elderly and does not talk about state affairs.

Wei Zhi, who opposed King Gong's return to Luozhou, breathed a sigh of relief.

Prince Gong is in the capital, and if he has been kept in the palace, then it would be better to stay in the capital; when the emperor wants to let him out, let's bring it back to Luozhou.

As long as he is under house arrest in the palace, there is not much he can do.

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