Farmer’s Blessed Girl

Thursday Lang was still arranging the things he brought back in the front yard. When the luggage was arranged, he ran over to look for Mr. Zhuang, "Sir, it's still early, I'll go to Master Yang to ask about the situation?"

"Go."

Thursday Lang ran to the Yang residence, but when he couldn't find anyone, he went to look for the household in the imperial city, and finally found someone.

Yang Heshu handed the admission notice and note to Shirou Lang, and warned, "You guys came back just in time, they only entered yesterday, take a little rest today, and go to school tomorrow. Being late for too long will not only make a bad impression on the gentlemen, but also the classmates. It also spoils the image in front of you.”

Thursday Lang responded, "I really got in."

Yang Heshu smiled. A picture of the "Sages and Sages" that can be handed down from generation to generation, let alone offering wine to Confucius, can go through the emperor's back door.

But for him to see, it is the easiest to go through the prince's back door.

There is no need for "The Sage Laozi", with Mr. Zhuang's affection for teaching the prince over the years, as long as he opens his mouth, Donggong will definitely be willing to sell him a favor. Zhuang Jiran is also in line with the situation and is within the admission scope of the Guozijian.

When Donggong spoke, Guozijian would definitely not refuse again.

However, Mr. Zhuang did not want the Eastern Palace to intervene. For students, he is wholehearted.

This matter is not a secret in the capital. On the 25th day, the Guozijian announced the list of this year's children of officials.

Zhuang Jiran was incorporated into the Taixue, and he was considered very old among the young people of nineteen and twenty years old.

And each person's name is also written with their domicile, who is under the shadow...

Zhuang Xun is now the young master of the crown prince. As soon as his name appeared, everyone couldn't help but pay attention.

This attention found the problem.

"This age... Doesn't it mean that there are many students enrolled this year, and the children of officials who step on the line are rejected?"

"This is the first time that Zhuang Shaofu has recommended a person to enroll. He is also the grandson of his direct relative. Maybe it is not a good idea for the Imperial College to sell him."

"Tang Xiang recommended a son and nephew this year, and his age is also on the line. The Imperial College refused as usual, and he treated him like this, let alone Zhuang Shaofu?"

"Did Donggong come forward?"

When everyone inquired carefully, they found that Donggong did not come forward. It was Yang Heshu who came forward, and Bai Shan asked Yang Heshu to move.

Why do people know so much about it?

That is of course because Kong Jijiu got the "Sages and Sages of Lao Tzu", and he was so excited that he invited his friends to come and enjoy them together.

"This painting..."

Everyone's expressions were blank for a moment when they saw this painting.

This is a very famous painting, so famous that before it appeared, I don't know how many people in the world were looking for it, and after it appeared, I don't know how many people stared at it.

Some collectors even secretly passed it on, indicating that the painting is now in the hands of Bai Shan, the fourth housekeeper of the Bai family in Longzhou.

So suddenly it was found that it was in the hands of Kong Jijiu, and everyone was shocked.

When the friends who were close to Kong Jijiu saw the painting, their first thought was, "You imitated it? It's quite similar!"

Kong Jijiu was furious, "I'm the real thing, really!"

"Isn't the real one in Bai Shan's hands? I heard that Bai Wei returned to his hometown to worship his ancestors during the event, and he asked for a full 50-day leave."

Kong Jijiu said with a serious face: "This painting is now mine."

"How did you get it?"

Kong sacrificed wine and said, "My students gave it to me. It's only right and proper for students to honor Mr.

As soon as everyone heard it, they remembered that Bai Shan was also a student of Confucius Jijiu. After all, whether it was in Guozijian or Chongwen Hall, the chief officer was Confucius Jijiu.

"Isn't it right, Bai Shan is not in the capital. If he sees you off before leaving the capital, can you endure this time to invite us to share the reward?"

"This was sent to me by Chang Bo."

"Yang Changbo, Yang Heshu?"

Seeing him nodding, several people were surprised, grabbed him and asked, "Is Yang Heshu begging you to do something, or is it Bai Shan who is begging you? Why are you willing to give the "Sage Laozi Picture"?"

Kong Jijiu ignored them and asked, "Do you still reward the paintings? If you don't, I will put them away."

"Reward reward, I didn't have friendship with Bai Zhishan before, so it's not easy to come to see you. Today it falls into your hands. I have to read enough of what I say."

Then the list is announced, and everyone will understand after a little thought.

It is well known that Yang Heshu has a good relationship with Bai Shan Zhouman. It seems that this painting is still sent by Bai Shan, so that this grandson of Zhuang Xun can enter the school.

Everyone tsk tsk, but it is Zhuang Xun and Kong who are envious.

One who is a teacher can be so valued by his disciples; another who is a teacher also has benefits. I envy him.

For such a trivial matter, Zhuang Xun can just walk through the back door of the East Palace. Where is the need for a "Sage Lao Tzu" to open the way?

In the final analysis, Zhuang Xun was reluctant to embarrass the prince, and Bai Shan was reluctant to embarrass Zhuang Xun.

If the disciple is like this, what do you ask for the teacher?

Everyone was envious, so Zhuang Jiran hadn't entered school yet, and his name had spread all over the Guozijian.

Everyone wanted to see what Zhuang Shaofu's grandson was like.

Yang Heshu looked up at the sky, and said to Thursday Lang, "I'll go to see Mr. Zhuang after I leave the office." He had to remind Mr. Zhuang face-to-face about some things.

The wind in the capital is blowing so tightly and so strong, who knows who is behind it and why?

On Thursday, Lang responded and went back to see Mr. Zhuang with some things.

Mr. Zhuang breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the admission notice and note, "Did Mr. Yang say why Kong Jijiu agreed again?"

"No," said Thursday Lang, "but Lord Yang will come over after his appointment."

Mr. Zhuang nodded.

Thursday Lang got up and said, "Sir, I'm going to call the kitchen to prepare dinner. You've been exhausted all the way, take a bath and sleep first, and I'll call you later in the afternoon."

Mr. Zhuang nodded and said, "You should rest too, you are in charge of this journey."

Thursday Lang said indifferently: "I'm young, I'm fine."

Yang Heshu went to Mr. Zhuang, mainly to remind him of the public opinion in Guozijian, "I'm afraid the rumors in Guozijian will be noisy for a while, which will definitely be detrimental to the newly admitted students. Second son Zhuang..."

Mr. Zhuang smiled and said: "Others may be very distressed, but for my grandson, I'm afraid it will be of little use, so don't worry, Mr. Yang."

Yang Heshu stopped, talking about Bai Shan, and asked with a smile, "He asked for a 50-day vacation. Thirty days have passed by now. Where is he now?"

After counting the days, Mr. Zhuang said, "It should still be on the way to Shangzhou, but it's almost too soon."

Yang Heshu said: "Not long ago, he wrote a letter to dredging the river, and the development of water transportation caused a storm in the Ministry of Industry and the DPRK. He was quite comfortable, hiding outside Beijing, and he looked like he didn't touch anything."

Mr. Zhuang smiled and asked, "This is a good thing, what's the turmoil?"

"This is a fat mess. Everyone agrees to dredging the river and developing water transport, but there has been no debate about who is responsible."

Mr. Zhuang was slightly startled and asked, "What does Lord Yang mean?"

"If Bai Shan is writing a letter in Beijing, he can not only recommend candidates for this matter, but maybe he is also in charge of this matter."

After thinking about it, Mr. Zhuang shook his head and said, "Since he chooses to write at this time, he obviously has no intention of this matter. There are countless capable ministers in the court, and it is not difficult to find the responsible person."

It's not difficult, but it's not easy to get the job done.

Good night