Dressed as Tang Bohu

"I am a descendant of the Xu family in Wucheng, the young master who cried and insisted on marrying you when you were 15 years old." Xu Jing said with a red face.

Tang Ziwei: "..."

Seeing that Tang Ziwei's expression was wrong, Xu Jing immediately reacted, and hurriedly waved his hands and said, "Brother Tang, don't get me wrong, I was twelve years old at that time, and I was ignorant. After a while, I gave up."

"..." Tang Ziwei didn't know what tone to use to answer this, so he simply continued to remain silent.

Xu Jing also felt a little embarrassed, tugged at his robe and said, "I am a Juren of Hongzhi Yimao No. 40. I have admired Brother Tang for a long time. I came to this Tangji restaurant today to try my luck and see if I can do it." Make friends with you, or go to Beijing for a test together."

Only then did he understand his purpose, Tang Ziwei raised his hand and touched the tip of his nose, a smile naturally appeared on his lips.

"Xu Juren has praised you, the visitor is a guest, the meeting is a fate, and it is natural to take care of each other. It's just that I haven't set a date for coming to Beijing, so I'm afraid it will be very inconvenient."

"Brother Tang, just call me Xu Jing." Xu Jing felt a little disappointed when he heard the alienation in his tone.But after all, it was the first time they met, and he didn't dare to force it. It was quite lucky to meet him.Xu Jing slightly glanced around awkwardly, saw his partner who had followed him out at some time, pulled him over and introduced him, "This is Du Mu, an examinee from my hometown."

"It's a pleasure to meet you." Tang Ziwei cupped his hands at him.

The person called Du Mu didn't have any admiration for Tang Ziwei like Xu Jing did, on the contrary he seemed a little indifferent, he bowed back to Tang Ziwei, then stood straight aside without saying a word.

Xu Jing didn't pay much attention to Du Mu, and asked Tang Ziwei, "Brother Tang, do you have some free time these days, can I ask you out?"

Tang Ziwei raised his eyebrows, and was about to politely refuse, when he took out a pitch-black box out of nowhere, the palm-sized surface was engraved with delicate and complex dark patterns, which looked very strange.

Xu Jing lowered his head slightly, stretched out his hand shyly and handed the thing in front of Tang Ziwei, saying: "This is the Duanxi Inkstone of Keshan Ax that I personally asked someone to get me some time ago. Water is not consumed, and it is more effective in protecting pen and ink. I think it is a character like brother Tang, and this duan inkstone will not appear to be insulting to it."

Tang Ziwei took the box, and the heavy and cold feeling in his hands made him feel a little bit of love instantly.

He opened the lid of the box, and saw a gray inkstone pressed on the black satin on the bottom, and two hollowed-out peonies were carved with a clear knife on the edge. It has not been polished, but the effect is better than polished.There are two stone eyes on the front of the inkstone. In the center of the inkstone hall is the robin’s eye. It is emerald green and pure, and its shape is correct. Yellow and bluish luster, vivid and attractive.

——it looks like a lot of money.

"You gave him this inkstone just like that?" Du Mu saw the Duan inkstone in Tang Ziwei's hand, and his breathing was a little rough.

"It was originally prepared for Brother Tang." Xu Jing said.

Tang Zi Wei was still a little hesitant, listened to what they said, chuckled, but flipped his hands and took the end of the inkstone together with the box. "Since you have a heart, I will be disrespectful."

Xu Jing nodded, with a smile on his face, "I watch the sky at night, the weather has been fine these few days, can you see...?"

"My family lives in the east of Gaoqiao. I'm afraid there will be many people visiting in the past few days. You can knock on the door with your poems. If it suits my heart, I will naturally come out to see you. Maybe I can also present a song to you. You." Tang Ziwei was in a good mood, and said goodbye to him with a crooked smile:

"It's okay, I'll go in first."

Du Mu watched Tang Ziwei turn around and enter the building. He couldn't help curling his lips, and thought, "This man is also shameless. Can you exchange a poem for a good Ax Keshan Duanxi Inkstone? You can feel at ease."

He withdrew his gaze, and in a blink of an eye, Xu Jing was still standing there staring at the door, pursing his lips, with two suspicious blushes on his face like a girl in Huaichun.

Du Mu: "..."

As soon as Tang Ziwei entered the building, Zhu Zhishan noticed the extra black wooden box in his hand, opened it, and the sound of tsk tsk rang out incessantly. "Who is that little scholar? You have to have at least 120 taels of silver to get this Duanxi inkstone. He is willing to do so."

"Xu family of Wucheng, have you heard of it?" Tang Ziwei watched the inkstone being passed around among several people, and sat aside by himself.

In his heart, he was not as casual towards Xu Jing as he showed, although the 120 taels equivalent to RMB was only about [-] yuan, which was not a big number to him.But here, the house of his Tang family is only at this price.It's not that he wants to doubt, it's just that this person's words are really not something that can be trusted in his opinion.

What's more, he always felt that the name Xu Jing was inexplicably familiar.

"The Xu family of Wucheng, isn't that the family that built the 'Wan Juan Building'?" Xu Zhenqing took the inkstone out of the box and looked at it carefully, and said: "I heard that their family has a lot of books and is very rich. But it’s nothing to be a high-ranking official.”

"Xu Jing won the imperial examination, and likes to make friends with famous people. Even with his financial resources, giving you this inkstone is considered very important." Wen Huiming said.

Tang Ziwei nodded, shook his head again, and finally stood up and took the thing back from Xu Zhenqing's hand. "Let's see."

The next day, it rained heavily.

Sitting by the window, Tang Ziwei looked at the streams of rainwater falling under the eaves, feeling that not everyone knows how to watch the sky at night.

The small dish placed outside the window was filled with water, and there were some sediments of sand and soil at the bottom.This was originally a bowl and dish specially prepared for Zhu Chenhao's pigeon, but since Ning Wang Zhu Jinjun was deposed by Emperor Yingzong of Ming Dynasty a year ago because of his misbehavior, and Zhu Chenhao's heir became Queen Ning, this The small dish gradually fell into disuse.

Tang Ziwei didn't know what the reason was, and he didn't bother to explore it. He had already prepared for it.And the Yang family didn't come to make trouble this year, but he wouldn't naively think that the matter was over like this, and there were only two reasons why the Yang family didn't come to make trouble.

One is that although Zhu Chenhao has not contacted him on the surface, he is still protecting him in secret; the other is that the Yang family has never used their power to test Suzhou City this year, and they are waiting for a suitable one. An opportunity, an opportunity that Zhu Chenhao couldn't take into account but could knock him down in one fell swoop.

Either way, it's not a good thing.

Tang Ziwei got up from the table, picked up the brush hanging from the pen holder, and wanted Ji Tong to grind ink for him, but remembered that Ji Tong was carried away yesterday, so he didn't go to rescue him, so his heart was traumatized, and today he was at home with his mother. together.

Picking up the pen and putting it down again, Tang Ziwei blinked, and saw Yetang walking in from the unclosed door with a letter.

"Master, there is a Mr. Xu outside the door who said that this is a poem for knocking on the door."

Tang Ziwei took the letter, but frowned slightly at Yetang, "From now on, when you enter my room, no matter whether the door is closed or not, you have to knock on the door first, and you can only enter after getting my permission. Remember clearly?" Tang Ziwei hadn't emphasized this kind of thing for a long time since Ji Tong was such a rigid child who followed the rules in everything.

Ye Tang bit her lip and whispered, "I see."

Seeing her answer, Tang Ziwei looked at the letter in his hand.The elegant handwriting at the inscription is neatly written: Xu Jing.

The moment Tang Ziwei saw those two characters, he suddenly understood why he felt familiar when he heard the name.

Isn't this Xu Jing one of the chief culprits who implicated Tang Bohu in the fraud case written in the history books in the last years of Hongzhi's life?