Inside the High Wall [Quick Transmigration]

Duke Xun knew that it had been two days since Zheng Heng met the emperor in Wangyuan, so he walked around the study twice before heading to Qingguo Mansion.

When he came back in the evening, the Qingguo Mansion had already reported Zheng Heng's name to be elected as a female official in the palace.

Most of the female officials in the palace were promoted from among the palace ladies, with talent and virtue as the top priority.Then there are six ministers and twenty-four divisions, with detached status, who have always been held by honorable officials and eunuchs who are determined not to marry.

Once entering the palace gate as deep as the sea, Mrs. Ning held Zheng Heng and cried for a long time, and it was difficult to see him again in this life after being sent in.

The emperor is 37 this year and has only one daughter under his knees.

On Ping'an Lane, since Zheng Zhao came back from the Paradise Garden that day, people have been coming to ask for paintings.At first, his hands were itchy, but he found it interesting, so he accepted the two's retouching pens.

Red plums and black orchids, signed and sealed.

When Xu Shi heard the news, more people came to ask for paintings, and the deserted Ping'an Lane became full of people, so he had to close the door to thank the guests.

Pinghu sat at the door, lazily basking in the sun.Hearing the sound of footsteps, he said without opening his eyes: "Young Master doesn't paint, please come back, Your Majesty."

Yu Guangdu was stunned for a moment, held his breath and shouted: "Pinghu, it's me, Yu Guangdu!"

"Young Master Yu? Why are you? Please come in." Hearing this, Pinghu got up and pushed open the door.

"I just came to Beijing to study with Brother Zheng." Yu Guangdu whispered as he entered the door, "Brother Wei returned to Beijing five days ago, did he come to see Brother Zheng?"

Pinghu thought for a while, but he didn't hear Wei Yunheng's voice in his memory, so he probably didn't accidentally stop him from the door.

"No, Mr. Wei didn't come."

Yu Guangdu breathed a sigh of relief, and said flatteredly: "I knew that they all studied together because of me." When three of us walk together, there must be my teacher, and he is indeed the middle one among the three.

Zheng Zhao was taking a nap in the study, with his hands outstretched outside the couch, a volume of books fell on the floor.

"Brother Zheng, Brother Zheng, Brother Zheng..."

Zheng Zhao opened his eyes and a blurry vision appeared from the corner of his eye.Standing up on the couch, Danghu brought a cup of tea, he took it and drank it, and then said: "Brother Yu, good afternoon."

Yu Guangdu's face turned slightly red.

Zheng Zhao had just woken up, his hair was loose, and there were a few red marks from the pillow on his face, which not only did not damage the color, but made it more beautiful.He leaned on the couch with a lazy demeanor, looking at him with dim eyes.

The impact was too great, and Yu Guangdu breathed shortly, clutching his heart and said: "Brother Zheng is fine at noon."

Noon is simply wonderful!

Zheng Zhao returned the teacup to Pinghu, and asked tiredly, "What's the reason for Brother Yu's visit?"

Yu Guangdu's face turned red, and his voice was also different from usual!

"I'm here to study with Brother Zheng."

Yes, study together!

Zheng Zhao asked: "Didn't you say to go to your place? Brother Wei, has he arrived in the capital yet?"

Yu Guang said: "Let me come over first and ask Brother Zheng if he has time? As for Brother Wei, he will arrive in five days, and he will accompany his wife to Ning. He will live in the mansion of Minister of the Ministry of Officials, so it may be inconvenient for him to come out."

"Although it's inconvenient, I can still find time." Said Wei Yunheng, and Wei Yunheng arrived.He came in through the door, looked at Zheng Zhao, turned around and sat opposite Yu Guangdu.

"During the New Year's Eve, my relatives and friends move around a lot. I have been with my father-in-law to socialize these few days. I have not been free, so I didn't come to visit Brother Zheng. I heard the news today that Brother Yu has come to Beijing. I guess he is coming to you. Also come over."

Wei Yunheng said.

"We haven't seen each other for a long time. Today is a rare day. I'm afraid of disturbing Lingtang here. Why don't we go to Juxianlou to get together and I'll be the host."

"Okay, okay, let's go to Juxian Tower together, I didn't eat squirrel mandarin fish with Brother Wei last year." Yu Guangdu clapped his hands happily, halfway through clapping, he looked at Zheng Zhao with a guilty conscience, "Brother Zheng, are you going? "

"Go." Zheng Zhao nodded.

Juxianlou is a relatively high-grade restaurant in the capital. There are many restaurants that are better than it and many restaurants that are worse than it.But its business is booming, mostly because it is just one street away from Guozijian

"The squirrel mandarin fish is here!" The waiter ran around nimbly, "Your last dish, all the dishes are ready, please use it slowly."

"Brother Wei, what you like to eat." Yu Guangdu pushed the squirrel mandarin fish towards Wei Yunheng.

Wei Yunheng smiled and picked up fish meat with his chopsticks, looked at Zheng Zhao who was drinking soup and said, "Brother Zheng has caused a fad recently."

Yu Guangdu was gnawing on a chicken leg, and asked, "What's the trend? Is it still thrushes and seals?"

"After saying the word again, it is naturally not these two." Wei Yunheng said, "Painting flowers and plants on the forehead will wipe out all the women in the capital. Visually, there will be no fish that slipped through the net."

Zheng Zhaodao: "Brother Wei is exaggerating."

In the past few days, many people have come to ask for fans, and he has heard many rumors. Although there are many women who are most fashionable and draw flowers and plants on their foreheads, many women do not.

Wei Yunheng smiled, he knew the two most talked about fans about Zheng Zhao, but he didn't want to talk about it.

He continued to flatter: "It's not that I'm exaggerating, it's that Brother Zheng is too modest. Now, no one of the girls in Daliang knows how to draw Qingmei, and no one of the men can't carve orchid seals."

Women from poor families burn willow branches to thrush their eyebrows, or even don't thrush them. How do they know how to draw Qingmei?

The men from the poor family are running for their livelihood, leaving early and returning late, so how can they have the spare money to engrave a seal?

Yu Guangdu heard the words: "I know both the thrush and the seal, is this forehead painting really so popular?"

Wei Yunheng smiled and said, "What did I lie to you for?"

"Brother Wei said the same thing. Brother Zheng is talented, so of course he will be sought after by others. If he wears his hat crooked tomorrow, it is estimated that everyone in the city will follow his side hat." Yu Guangdu picked up the chicken leg and gnawed it.

Zheng Zhao drank another bowl of soup, this quail soup with ginseng and jade bamboo was delicious.

In the private seat near the lobby of Juxian Building, four Guozijian students were peeking at this side.

"Are you sure that is Zheng Zhao?" one person asked.

"It must be. When I went to ask for a painting, there was a gap in the door. Zheng Zhao was passing by. You know the look in my eyes. The one sitting and drinking soup must be Zheng Zhao!" One person said with certainty.

"If that person is really Zheng Zhao, this Juxian Building is so far away from Ping'an Lane, what is he doing here?" The other one also had doubts.

"Brother Xian, don't forget that Zheng Zhao is also a supervisor of Guozijian, so of course he will come to Juxian Tower."'

"Is he Zheng Zhao? Let's find out if we go over and ask."

"Let's go, just to get acquainted."

The four of them wobbled, came over slowly, and said to Zheng Zhao: "Dare to ask this man, but Zheng Zhao and Zheng Sangong?"

Zheng Zhao put down the spoon and said, "I'm under Zheng Zhao, I don't know everyone..."

"I'll just say he's Zheng Zhao!" The supervisor couldn't hold back his excitement, he walked up to Zheng Zhao and said, "May I ask Mr. Zheng San, if I can give you a piece of red plums, I'm willing to pay you 100 taels of silver. "

Zheng Zhao shook his head and said, "No."

The supervisor was full of disappointment, and begged Zheng Zhao for a while. Seeing that Zheng Zhao had made up his mind, he went back with his friends.

"Mr. Zheng San is really as lonely as the rumors say, and he is not swayed by money at all." The supervisor was dejected.

"Aloof? I don't think so." The supervisor who had been silent all the time objected, "Look at the way they talk happily. This Zheng Zhaoao is arrogant, but he is definitely not withdrawn."

"Who is sitting opposite Zheng Zhao? Why does it look familiar?"

"Let me see... this should be Wei Yunheng, Chief Wei Zhai."

"Wei Yun has not lost his crown in Hengnian, but he has become a willful head of the house. He is also a gifted by God, which is beyond my reach."

"The one sitting by the window is the one between Mr. Zheng Sangong and Chief Wei Zhai. Who is he?"

"Is it...Zhu Yun?"

"No, no, Zhu Yun is thinner."

"Is that Cai Poming?"

"No, no, Cai Poming is taller."

"I see, it's Zhou Lin."

"How could it be Zhou Lin? Zhou Lin wouldn't gnaw on a chicken leg so eagerly, as if he had never eaten it before."