Cheng Yuanjian's words were shocking. Fortunately, Chen Ping reacted quickly and stood up suddenly, clasping his hands and saying seriously.
"Mr. Cheng is joking, who among the candidates in the examination is not well-read? There are many knowledgeable people everywhere. How can a young man be so virtuous and capable? How can the light of a firefly dare to compete with the stars? The young master's words really undermine Chen.
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After saying that, he subconsciously glanced at the scholars gathered together, and sure enough, their faces were not very pretty.
Regardless of the results of the general examination, if these remarks were to spread, Cheng Yuanjian, as the nephew of Wei Guogong, naturally no one would dare to trouble him, but Chen Ping would definitely be considered an arrogant person.
Scholars and talented people are everywhere in the country, who doesn’t want to strive for the top?
The officialdom is about dignity, and the examination room is about humility. Whoever dares to speak out will come out on top.
Chen Ping could only complain secretly. He didn't expect that Cheng Yuanjian would act so openly and speak freely after drinking a few glasses of wine.
It would be fine if he was just bragging. The problem is that Chen Ping takes the blame for what he said, which is really unethical.
Chen Ping's impression of this person suddenly changed a lot, and his face was a little unhappy, "Since ancient times, there has been no first place in literature. The exam is mostly based on luck. How can you say you will hit the mark?"
Cheng Cheng was also smacking his lips, feeling uncomfortable in his heart.
Why do you, my junior brother, steal all the limelight, as if Cheng Cheng has nothing to do with you?
And what is the purpose of putting Chen Ping on the fire like this?
Besides, I don’t know how to praise others, so how can I just joke about trying for first place?
After not seeing each other for several years, this person is becoming more and more unreasonable.
"Yeah, don't look at my junior brother Xie Yuan. He almost climbed out of the provincial examination and almost failed." Cheng Cheng picked up the wine glass to smooth things over, and said to everyone: "So
Speaking of which, it is thanks to the imperial court's talent selection that we have been able to get to where we are today. I suggest that we worship the Holy One together. Without His Majesty's strategizing, where would such an opportunity come from?"
Cheng Cheng bowed in the direction of the palace as he spoke. Most of the people present were nobles from aristocratic families. They had been honored by the emperor for generations, and the candidates and students did not dare to neglect them. Everyone quickly stood up and saluted in the direction of the palace.
Cheng Yuanjian glanced at Cheng Cheng and then bent down with a normal expression.
Chen Ping naturally understood Cheng Cheng's intentions. After all, Cheng Yuanjian's identity and background were here, and he was invited to a banquet today. Quan regarded it as an unintentional move by the other party and stopped paying attention.
After everyone stood up respectfully, they all consciously skipped this topic.
Cheng Yuanjian saw that the atmosphere was a little cold, so he clapped his hands and ordered: "Come here, take out all the fairy dew from the cellar. Let's drink it today. Also, let all the actors from the Honglian troupe come out to join in the fun!"
Honglian Ban is one of the most famous song and dance studios in Beijing.
There was a convict daughter of an official family who was devolved from the Jiaofang Division. She had a graceful appearance and superb skills, and she was very popular for a while.
It is not easy to recruit this team on weekdays. Unexpectedly, Cheng Yuanjian was able to invite the entire Honglian team. The officials present hesitated for a while but did not stop him.
After a while, dozens of beautiful and delicate beauties walked in, looking like fairies descending to earth with every smile.
As soon as the soft figure leaned against the person like the wind, several young men were confused and couldn't wait to attack.
The girls screamed coquettishly, their cheeks and cheeks were pretty.
Some women just took out the dice and sat on the guests' laps to rub them.
This kind of behavior is no different from Goulanyuan, and the scene was once unsightly.
The faces of the scholars who came to the banquet were slightly numb. They never expected that Wei Guogong's nephew would be so dissolute, and their expressions were a little unnatural.
Having sex with a prostitute during the exam can be a big or small matter.
But due to Cheng Yuanjian's identity, they had no choice but to talk to the girls, but resolutely kept an appropriate distance.
Cheng Yuanjian didn't care what they thought, he had the warm fragrant jade in his hand, hugging a girl and drinking wine.
At this time, there was also a girl in pink and gauze sitting next to Cheng Cheng. She looked about seventeen or eighteen years old.
She bumped Cheng Cheng with her shoulder and gave him a secret look.
"What kind of entertainment do you want, Master? The slave family knows a lot."
"Ahem," Cheng Cheng couldn't see what she meant, and said seriously, "Let's just roll the dice to compare, but I don't know how lucky the girl is?"
The girl took the initiative and stretched out her jade finger, "Here, sir, won't you know if you touch it?"
When Chen Ping looked over, Cheng Cheng's claws were already on his hands.
You were pretending before you came here, now your secret is exposed, right?
Mensao.
Chen Ping touched his nose, and in a blink of an eye, there was a woman in green sitting next to him.
This girl has delicate features and is not very beautiful, but she makes people feel comfortable looking at her.
Especially those eyes, which looked particularly fresh and innocent, and they shyly toasted as soon as they came up.
"My slave Hongrui, I have met Mr. Chen."
"Oh, you know me?" Chen Ping was a little surprised.
"Why don't you know me? The sisters were talking behind me just now. Mr. Chen is the handsome one today. It took a long time for the slave family to get this position." Miss Hongrui's answer was full of emotional intelligence.
Chen Ping smiled and said: "How can Chen, an ordinary man, be worthy of competing with girls?"
"Young Master Chen is a man of high rank, how can he be an ordinary person?" Hong Rui raised a glass and handed it over, "Come on, Young Master, please have a drink."
Chen Ping took her wine glass and said, "Thank you, girl."
The two drank and chatted, deliberately keeping their distance.
After three rounds of drinking, although not as unrestrained as others, we still had a good time chatting with each other.
The Immortal Dew was still very strong, and Chen Ping felt a little over the top. After eating a few mouthfuls of food and pressing it down, he heard Miss Hongrui sigh with emotion.
"My little girl has never seen Jieyuan as young as you. I heard that the young master won the first place in the Qianzhou company. It is really not easy."
"Everything in the world is easy. Chen is just lucky." Chen Ping said modestly.
"But I heard that Qianzhou has been in chaos these past few years, causing panic in the capital." Hong Rui picked up the wine pot and gave Chen Ping a glass of wine.
Chen Ping put down his chopsticks, looked at her and said, "Have you heard about it too?"
"Yes," Hong Rui opened her eyes wide, "They said someone was smuggling salt and iron. Since Mr. Chen was born in Qianzhou, haven't you heard of any inside stories?"
One or two years have passed since the Qianzhou Lingshu incident, and why do the actors in the capital care about these things?
"I have heard of it, but I was studying with the teacher during that time, so I don't know the ins and outs of the matter." Chen Ping picked up the wine glass and took a sip, and replied casually.
"I heard that the incident was such a big fuss that everyone in the capital heard about it. You didn't even know that the young master was in Qianzhou. The young master's teacher was too strict. Could it be that he didn't even let you out? ”
Chen Ping smiled and said nothing. He rubbed his brows as if he was tired. He didn't reply. He just raised his head and closed his eyes to rest.
The atmosphere inside and outside the hall was filled with alcohol, and several officials were also a little drunk.
The time was about to pass, and seeing that the banquet was coming to an end, Cheng Yuanjian stood up with a rosy face. The woman he was holding in his arms was not the same person as before.
The collar of his clothes was unbuttoned, and he had a heavy smell of powder on his body. He wandered over and asked.
"Chen Ping, what's going on? Why don't you drink?"
After hearing this, Chen Ping opened his eyes and was about to speak when he heard the girl Hongrui beside him, smiling softly.
"The slave family just talked to the young master about the teacher's teaching. I am afraid he was a little drunk while talking."
"Teacher?" Cheng Yuanjian thought for a while and asked: "Who?"
An official next to him said: "Are they Zhao Wenhe and Ye Wenchang?"
These two names are both well-known in the capital, and many people around them looked over when they heard the movement.
Chen Ping loosened his hand on his eyebrows, but still did not speak.
Cheng Yuanjian's drunken eyes were blurred, and he frowned and thought for a long time, "Zhao Wen and I know that my uncle also talked about this person. The name Ye Wenchang is a bit familiar. He seems to be quite good at settling accounts?"
Everyone laughed when they heard this and looked at Chen Ping with strange eyes.
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