The two finally managed to wrest the wooden stick from Zhao You's hand with great effort. Wang Siqi couldn't help but said: "That's right! Could it be that my reputation, Wang Siqi, is not enough for me?"

Can your son prove it? Or my Qingyuan uncle’s status is not enough!"

As soon as these words came out, Chen Zhi's face suddenly darkened, and he thought to himself: Do we brothers still have such a thing as reputation in the entire capital?

I do not know how?

The wooden stick was taken away, and he was stopped from teaching his son.

Zhao You blushed and said: "Master Wang, like your father, I am an old man who came out of the emperor's personal bodyguard, and I also spent my whole life eating from a big pot in the military camp."

"I don't know about others, don't I know about you?"

"Looking at the entire capital, who doesn't know the great reputation of your eldest son, Prince Wang?"

Hiss...Wang Siqi was speechless after saying this.

The meaning behind the words of the old man in front of him couldn't be more simple and clear. Wang Siqi couldn't help but argue: "In any case, I am also an official of the imperial court now, just like you!"

"Mr. Wang, although I am the same as you, my son is still a scholar. Besides, it's probably not too much for a father to beat his son. Even if it brings trouble to the emperor, I will understand him!"

In the Ming Dynasty, filial piety was taken very seriously.

If you are an official, if your relatives go to Hexi, no matter how powerful you are or how high an official you are in the court, you must put aside what you are doing and go home to honor your parents.

Therefore, people often say: Whether the official career is smooth or not depends on how long one's relatives live.

If a family member dies at a critical moment, the fleeting opportunity will have little bearing on you.

Wang Siqi couldn't help but said: "In this case, if I send Zhao Beinian to the imperial court as an official, then you will not only beat your own son, but also an official of the imperial court like me!"

Hearing this, Zhao You frowned.

Scholars all over the world have the same vision, which is to become an official.

Zhao You had the same idea.

Even though he was depressed and frustrated, he offended many people in the capital because of his personality, and was eventually forced to become a county magistrate, but this did not affect his desire to have his son become an official, not to mention honoring his ancestors, but at least

You have to stand out, right?

"Young Master Wang, you are so arrogant. How can the selection of officials be easily decided by a child like you?"

"Don't tell me yet, I've decided!"

"With immediate effect, Zhao Beinian is promoted to deputy ambassador of the Baoyuan Bureau of the Ministry of Industry of the Ming Dynasty!"

"Deputy Ambassador? What rank is this?"

"From the ninth grade!!"

Wang Siqi stiffened his neck and answered confidently.

"Hahahaha! I'm laughing so hard!"

I would like to give Zhao Beinian a high official position, but the problem is that the matter of the treasure bank transfer department has not been settled yet, and he is still just a supervisor of the Baoyuan Bureau of the Ministry of Industry.

Zhao Beinian.

At most, the position of deputy ambassador can only be given, and this is because there is a vacancy in the Baoyuan Bureau itself.

"What? Your son also has a great reputation, so it is reasonable for me to summon him to Baoyuan Bureau as an official!"

It seemed that he was unwilling to argue with Wang Siqi.

"I still have something to do. That's it for today. Let's have a good talk with your dad tomorrow when I see you!"

After saying that, he glanced at the three of them angrily.

Turned around and left.

....

After the people left, Wang Siqi turned to Zhao Beinian with lingering fear and said, "Why is your father more ruthless than Rong Changbo!"

After making sure the person is gone.

Zhao Beinian then stretched his neck and said: "What does he know? I am making friends with people from all over the world to increase my knowledge. What can I learn by staying in the study of the mansion all day long?"

"On the contrary... Mr. Wang, what you said about becoming an official is not a joke, right?"

Seeing Zhao Beinian take the initiative to ask.

Wang Siqi then chuckled, touched the back of his head, and said without thinking: "How can I be so capable? I will let you be an official if I say I want you to be an official, but I can indeed give you some ideas."

Find a way to see if you are willing to come to Baoyuan Bureau and follow me!"

As soon as these words came out, Zhao Beinian's eyes lit up instantly.

Without the slightest hesitation, he immediately said: "I am willing! Let alone Baoyuan Bureau, I am willing to go to the Ministry of Industry to move bricks, as long as I can be more free than at home!"

Chen Zhi on the side seemed to be snickering. Hearing Zhao Beinian's words, he couldn't help but secretly thought in his heart: How could he be more free when he was an official in the court than at home?

Many friends, many paths.

Having more brothers... can also lead to more roads.

Seeing that Zhao Beinian did not resist, Wang Siqi nodded and said: "After today's matter is over, I will think of a solution for you."

....

Garden poetry party.

It is said to be a poetry meeting, but in fact it is just that the young men who came to participate gave it a nicer name. If you really want to talk about it, the relationship between this poetry meeting and poetry is really...

Indescribable...

"Come to the first month of the first month! That little girl and I will watch the lanterns..."

"A group of Zhengyans are heading north...two roast ducks are flying south!"

....

As soon as the poetry meeting began, Wang Siqi's face turned black as ink when he heard these verses.

"Is this a poetry meeting?"

"That's right! Mr. Wang... everyone who comes here today has a meritorious status!"

"I'm afraid the best I can do is to be a child..."

"Hiss! Prince Wang really knows things like a god!"

....

Good guy! This is so good. If you can't see it, there really is something wrong with your eyesight. With this level of poetry writing, let alone elementary school in future generations... I'm afraid I won't even be able to get a kindergarten degree.

"Is what we are doing today reliable? These people look terrible!"

Chen Zhi also spoke with some confusion.

However, Zhao Beinian hurriedly said: "If we talk about talent and knowledge, these people together are probably not as good as one Hanlin, but if we compare drinking and tasting! Ten Hanlins are not as good as anyone here!"

Hearing this, even Wang Siqi felt relieved.

Said: "We are not here today to compose poems with them!"

"Get to work!"

Just like that, Wang Siqi looked around at the people acting pretentious by the river and said loudly: "I'm afraid many of you know me. I am Wang Siqi, the eldest son of Qingyuan House!"

"Today, by virtue of the Garden Poetry Party, there is something I don't know if I can discuss with you."

Wang Siqi...

Others don't know it, but many people in their group can recognize it.

In the crowd, someone suddenly said loudly: "Master Wang, if you need something, just say it... If you go to Yanliu Alley and run out of money, just say it... If nothing else, we just have money!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Many people laughed when they heard this!

Wang Siqi couldn't help but said: "Nonsense, I won't give you money when I go to Yanliu Alley!"
Chapter completed!