Farmer’s Blessed Girl

Mr. Zhuang was surprised. He didn't expect Bai Shan to remember it. He remembered that he mentioned it once.

Bai Shan pursed his lips and asked, "Where did you meet them, sir?"

Mr. Zhuang said with a smile: "In a teahouse, he didn't come to the door. Maybe he didn't even know that I was in the capital. It was just that it was related to old things.

Man Bao: "Why are you uneasy, sir? Aren't they the ones who should be uneasy?"

Mr. Zhuang smiled and said: "I have concerns, and I am naturally uneasy when I have concerns."

Not only Man Bao, but even Bai Shan couldn't understand, "Sir, it's up to us, what are you afraid of?"

Mr. Zhuang said, "I'm not worried about that."

He sighed: "My heart is very complicated, I am worried and worried, and I am uneasy because of my anxiety..."

Bai Shan and Man Bao were puzzled.

Mr. Zhuang said: "I don't have many friends in my life, Yao Ge is one of them."

Mr. Zhuang was Yao Ge, whom he met during his study tour. Later, they bumped into each other when they went to Beijing to take the exam. They both brought their children and got along well. They got together immediately and rented a yard to live in together. Half the time, I was so happy.

Mr. Zhuang looked at the two disciples and said, "This is the same as when the three of you were studying in the same place. You can go in and go out together, you can discuss books together, and you can make friends when you go out. At that time, both of us were rushing to take the exam. come."

"Later, I met Chen Fulin in the capital. I knew that there was no hope for me to be admitted to the Imperial Academy, so I decided to wait for the jinshi examination in the autumn and try to pass the jinshi examination. If I didn't pass, I would be able to pass the Mingjing examination in the next year." He sighed: " At that time, I was not completely confident, it was he who had been encouraging me, neither of us were very wealthy, but at that time he would show me the books he borrowed, and then read them himself.”

Man Bao and Bai Shan were surprised.

They only know that Yao Ge stole his husband's poems for Chen Fulin, but they don't know that their relationship will be so good, so the husband must be more sad, right?

Man Bao pursed his lips and asked, "I haven't asked Mr., why did he do that?"

Mr. Zhuang's eyes were distant, and he said softly: "It's nothing more than the word money, when his child was seriously ill..."

Mr. Zhuang sighed, but did not hide the two disciples, "So I hate him, but I don't hate him that much."

To put it bluntly, Mr. Zhuang still has feelings for this former friend, so he was a little uneasy after worrying.

Bai Shan and Man Bao looked at each other. At present, their friends are friends, and their enemies are enemies. There has never been a situation where their enemies are friends, so they can't understand Mr. Zhuang's psychology.

If you don't understand, you have to ask, and Man Bao asked, "What do you want to do, sir?"

Mr. Zhuang said: "I don't plan to do anything, I just know the purpose of their coming to the capital, so let's go with the flow."

Mr. Zhuang thought that since the capital is so big, they might not meet again.

I just didn't expect that the concierge received a letter to Mr. Zhuang the next day.

Mr. Zhuang was stunned when he saw the familiar handwriting on the envelope.

Bai Shan and Man Bao, who were in a hurry to go to the office, walked by and saw it. They thought it was Mr. Jiang and the others who had invited him to have tea again, so they waved their hands and said, "Sir, let's go first."

Mr. Zhuang returned to his senses and waved at them, but he was not in a hurry to leave. Today is not a grand meeting, and there is only one class in Chongwen Hall, so he is not in a hurry.

Mr. Zhuang opened the letter beside the car, read it once and put it away.

He was a little uneasy all day, and even Yin He could see it, and couldn't help asking: "Did you encounter any embarrassment, sir?"

When Mr. Zhuang saw him, he suddenly felt blessed and couldn't help laughing.

Yin Or looked at him inexplicably.

Mr. Zhuang laughed happily for a while, looked at Yin He and said: "It's me who is in the picture, others are close to the country, what am I? Hahaha..."

Yin Or still didn't understand, but seeing that Mr. Zhuang was back to normal, he said, "Sir, both His Majesty and His Royal Highness agreed that I will leave the Chongwen Museum, and I will not enter the palace in two days."

Mr. Zhuang smiled and asked, "What are you going to do after you stop studying?"

Yin He smiled and said, "I just read books at home, and sometimes I go to Huguo Temple to see Master Zhiren, and I feel comfortable."

Mr. Zhuang knew that Yin Or did not have anyone to speak to in the Chongwen Hall. This year, a new batch of students was recruited, and he was farther away from Yin Or. He was not too happy to stay in the palace, so he nodded.

Mr. Zhuang watched him leave, and went to the banquet calmly.

It was the same teahouse from yesterday. As soon as Mr. Zhuang walked in, someone immediately greeted him and said with a smile, "Mr. Zhuang, are you sitting on the second floor or the lobby today?"

Mr. Zhuang said: "The one who came to the appointment is in Mei's private room."

When the man heard it, he immediately invited Mr. Zhuang to the second floor with a smile, went to a private room with plum hanging by the door, opened the door and invited him in.

There was a person sitting in the room, and I didn't know how long he had been sitting. He raised his head when he heard the sound of the door being pushed open, and lowered his eyes when he saw that he was still the guy, but then raised his head again and looked straight at the person behind the guy.

Mr. Zhuang walked in, nodded slightly to the man, and let him go out.

The guy closed the door for them, and there were only two people left in the private room.

Mr. Zhuang looked at the person who was sitting, and the old man who was sitting looked at him as well. He stood up slowly with the help of the table, trying to open the corner of his mouth to smile, but found that he couldn't smile. After a while, he sighed, "I I thought you wouldn't come."

Mr. Zhuang walked to the table and sat down. Unlike Chen Fulin, who was polite and distant, facing the person in front of him, he could not even be polite.

So Mr. Zhuang chose a calm face, pointed to the chair opposite and said, "Sit down."

Yao Ge supported the table and sat down slowly, the two of them didn't speak for a while, just looked at each other like that.

In the end, it was Yao Ge who reacted, got up and picked up the teapot, and poured tea for him with a trembling hand. He pushed the tea to Mr. Zhuang and smiled bitterly: "It is said that people can't do bad things in their lives, and sure enough."

Mr. Zhuang held the tea, looked at the man older than him, and couldn't help sighing: "Did you come to me just to say this?"

Yao Ge shook his head, "I thought that I would never see you in my life, and there may be no chance either. If there is a chance, I have no face."

Mr. Zhuang frowned slightly.

"But someone came to me. I thought about it and thought that I should come to see you. First, it's a matter of my mind. Second, Quan should make up for what happened in the past."

Mr. Zhuang looked at him in surprise, "Is someone looking for you? Is it related to me?"

Yao Ge nodded, "Not long ago, someone approached me to inquire about what happened back then. I heard him say that you are now not only serving an official, but also forcing Chen Fulin to return to his hometown and never set foot in the capital for the rest of his life. I am very surprised."

He twitched the corners of his mouth and said with a smile: "It can be seen that God is still fair in this world, and retribution is unhappy, and those who do wrong will always be retributed."

Mr. Zhuang: ... I don't know if he has been with Man Bao's children for a long time. He can't describe his mood at this time.

see you at eleven o'clock