In the twenty-seventh year of Xilong, Xia...

After nightfall, Butler Zhang from the Chief Assistant Office of the Cabinet came to the Hanlin Academy. Under the leadership of the editor Tu Xijin, he visited the post house where the new scholars were staying.

This night visit was under the orders of the current cabinet chief minister, Prime Minister Crane, to select materials that could be used for construction.

"Have all the Jinshis had their meal?" Butler Zhang asked while counting the windows still lit by candlelight.

"We've all had dinner..." Mr. Tu replied very politely: "They are all new scholars appointed by the Holy Spirit today. This hospital does not dare to neglect them."

"Master Tu, thank you for your hard work..." Butler Zhang smiled slightly and continued: "It's so late, I'm sorry to ask you to take me on this trip."

"Where is it..." Mr. Tu said knowingly: "You and I are all doing errands for He Xiang. This... He Xiang's business is our own business, so there will be no hard work! It should be, it should be..."

As they talked, the two came to the door of a guest room. Mr. Tu said: "The person who lives in this room is the new No. 1 scholar!"

A few days ago, in the palace examination, the emperor selected the number one scholar in the new subject. His surname was Jiang, his given name was Mingyu, his courtesy name was Xingqiu, he was from Nanping Road, and he was from Dongzhou.

He is twenty-seven years old this year, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, handsome appearance, seven feet tall and tall figure.

At this time, he was sitting in front of several cases, writing a letter home to announce the good news to his mother!

Since Jiang's mother was illiterate, Jiang Mingyu's family letters had to be entrusted to a teacher in the village to translate them.

So the letter begins in vernacular: Mother, my son is the top scorer in high school! But the officialdom is completely different from what I thought...

Just after I had written a few words, there was a knocking sound at the door of the room.

When Jiang Mingyu opened the door, he saw two gentlemen standing outside. One was Mr. Tu, who was in charge of receiving them today, and the other was a little older, with a long beard, an immortal spirit, and was dressed in black with a silver pattern.

Wearing a satin robe, he looks like an old gentleman of extraordinary status.

Jiang Mingyu saw Mr. Tu wearing a bright red round-neck court dress. It seemed that he had not finished work yet, so he brought a strange old gentleman to visit. He must be rich or noble!

Jiang Mingyu did not dare to be negligent, but was respectful and politely welcomed them into the house to sit down for a while.

After the three of them sat down, they quickly started chatting and talking about common things.

Mr. Tu and Butler Zhang, who have been in the officialdom for many years, are chatting and laughing, and are calm and composed. On the other hand, Jiang Mingyu, who has just arrived, is sitting upright and at a loss. He is laughing and echoing with a jerky face, fearing that someone may accidentally say the wrong thing and offend him.

people!

After Mr. Tu’s introduction, Butler Zhang and Jiang Mingyu had a preliminary understanding.

A quarter of an hour later, Lord Tu asked suggestively: "Xingqiu, why is this cup of ours dry?"

After finishing speaking, Jiang Mingyu was so frightened that he stood up quickly and apologized frequently: "I'm sorry, Wansheng, but I forgot to make tea for you two adults! Wansheng will go and cook it now. I hope you will forgive me..."

"No hurry, no rush..." Butler Zhang helped to smooth things over at this time and comforted him: "The Number One Scholar is indeed of noble character. He is not even willing to cook the tea served by the Hanlin Academy!"

As soon as Butler Zhang entered the room, he noticed that the collar of the cloth coat Jiang Mingyu wore had two small holes, and there were patches on the sleeves and elbows. He concluded that he came from a poor family and was not familiar with such elegant things as tea ceremony.

I saw Jiang Mingyu lift the tea can, and after looking at it for a long time, he poured half the tea into the pot! After finishing, he scratched the back of his head and muttered: "Oh no, there is no hot water!"

Seeing that Jiang Mingyu was so closed-minded, Lord Tu was both angry and funny, so he quickly advised him not to work in vain. Then he ordered the attendant outside to make a pot of tea and come in.

After that, the three of them chatted in the room for another half an hour, and it was not until 3:00 pm that they said goodbye and left.

After Butler Zhang left the Hanlin Academy, he quickly returned to the Prime Minister's Mansion to answer his orders.

At this time, He Xiang was in the Taoist temple inside the mansion, and he and several maids gathered in the back hall to practice!

Two quarters of an hour later, the disheveled He Xiang walked out of the back hall of the Taoist temple, panting.

He was half-clad in a Taoist robe and his lower body was completely naked. He casually grabbed a red rope and wrapped it around his waist. He tightened the hem of the Taoist robe and used it as a lower garment to cover his lower body.

Then, several more maids, disheveled and smiling, came out of the back hall. When they saw Butler Zhang guarding the front hall, they suddenly became shy and shy. They quickly raised their hands to cover their faces, hugging their clothes and pants, and quickly

He walked to the side hall and disappeared.

Butler Zhang squinted his eyes and counted again. There were eight people in total! He thought to himself: He Xiang had just celebrated his 58th birthday. Tonight, one equaled eight. It was really fierce. He must have taken some elixirs again.

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He Xiang, whose surname is Weng, whose given name is Xian, and whose courtesy name is Tiantong, is nicknamed: Taiji Bai Zhenren. He is capable of doing calculations and calculations, and is good at painting cranes. Therefore, he was given the nickname: He Prime Minister, so he was called He Xiang.

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"Have you met the Number One Scholar?" He Xiang asked as he slowly walked into his exclusive mat and sat down cross-legged. Then he picked up the white jade pestle and knocked on the gold and copper bowl beside him, "Clang──

"A sound broke through the slightly awkward condensed air in the Taoist temple.

"Yes." Butler Zhang replied.

He Xiang: "How is your character?"

Butler Zhang: "He has an extraordinary appearance and good conduct. He is a young and promising boy from a poor family."

When He Xiang heard the word "poor family", the corners of his mouth raised slightly. He asked again: "Is it a real poor family? Or a fake poor family?"

Butler Zhang: "It's... a really poor family."

"Why do you see it?" After He Xiang finished speaking, he picked a lychee on the table next to him and handed it to Butler Zhang.

After Butler Zhang took the lychee, he did not dare to peel it open, but continued to reply: "I don't know the tea ceremony, my conversation is blunt, my clothes are shabby; although I am well-educated, but I am more youthful...all are signs of a poor family."

After He Xiang laughed, he said: "Great, this is the person I'm looking for..." After saying that, he picked three more lychees and handed them to Butler Zhang. He also said: "Eat it, you can run here."

It’s really hard work, so you’re welcome…”

After receiving the lychees this time, Butler Zhang dared to peel the lychees and eat one.

As soon as the lychee shell was removed, a maid came over with a gold-flowered copper bowl to catch it. Butler Zhang took a closer look and saw that the woman looked very familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

When she brought over the gold-flowered copper basin, Butler Zhang suddenly realized that she was one of the eight women who had just walked out of the back hall!

At this time, she had put on her clothes, had her hair tied up, and looked shy, just like any other ordinary maids in the Prime Minister's Mansion.

If he hadn't just seen it with his own eyes, Butler Zhang would not have been able to connect her at this moment with the delicate and graceful enchanting woman in the back hall.

That enchanting woman is charming, dressed in a red gauze, she seems to be trying to attract people, but she is actually tempting.

But now this woman has put on the clothes of a maid in the prime minister's palace, with a shy look on her face, dignified and generous, just like two people.

These eight ladies are proficient in music and dance, and are charming and colorful.

However, when serving the prime minister's house on weekdays, she would pretend to be an ordinary maid, just like other maids.

If you don't do it intentionally, it's really difficult to notice the difference.

This disguise allowed Butler Zhang to see another side of these eight women. They changed from charming to dignified and elegant, and they seemed to be a different person in an instant. This method is really clever and the identity is very well hidden. She is worthy of being the prime minister's wife.

Secret weapon.

A trace of curiosity arose in Butler Zhang's heart, and it was puzzling to know how many faces these eight women had and what role they played in the Prime Minister's Mansion on weekdays.

It seems that the crane phase is really unfathomable.

"Have you found out the life and background of the No. 1 Scholar, his wife, children, and children?" He Xiang asked.

"We've found out everything..." Butler Zhang continued: "Nanping Road, Dongzhou native, twenty-seven this year..."

"I don't need to know these in a hurry!" He Xiang waved his hand, and then ordered: "Tomorrow, you will buy a mansion near Donggong Nanyuan, and then bring Zhuangyuanlang's wife, children, and children to live in the capital; other related trivial matters

, you yourself know what to do.”
Chapter completed!