Zhu Ping'an and the other three were so proud of the spring breeze that they headed all the way to Xu Jie's mansion. They passed West Chang'an Street on the way. The Yan Mansion Gate on West Chang'an Street was still busy with traffic and bustling with people. Zhu Ping'an briefly told the story of the last time he won Hui Yuan and was invited by Yan Shifan.
I told Zhang Siwei and Wang Shizhen about the banquet. They mainly talked about how they were made things difficult for everyone in the Yan Mansion and about Comrade Ouyang's "show of glory". As for the incident where he accidentally saw Yan Lan, the second lady of the Yan Mansion, appear
The matter of bathing will be omitted using the Chunqiu style of writing.
"Hahaha, no wonder there are rumors in the capital recently that the selection of candidates for this year's test will be unfair. Many people have good sense and say that the second place in the test is far more talented than the first place, Hui Yuan. It turns out that it was Yan Mansion's trick at this banquet. That second place
Ouyang Zishi is the nephew of Yan Song, and it is normal for the Yan family to act like this to make Ouyang Zishi famous!" Zhang Siwei glanced at the busy Yan Mansion and smiled disdainfully.
"A nest of snakes and rats" Wang Shizhen was equally disdainful of the Yan Mansion.
"Yes, the deputy examiner of this examination, Yan Maoqing, is a backbone of the Yan Party. It seems that Yan Maoqing's appointment as the examiner of this examination has something to do with Yan Song. It seems that he intends to appoint Ouyang Zishi as the member of the examination. The agency has calculated that Tai
Smart, but I didn’t expect that Zihou, you, came out of nowhere and took away Huiyuan. My plan failed, and I was afraid that I would blame you. I heard that Yan Shifan is not a good person, he is ruthless and cunning, and his great purpose does not justify the means. Zihou, you are fine.
Bar?"
Zhang Siwei touched his chin and thought for a moment, then figured out the whole story clearly, then looked at Zhu Pingan with some worry and asked.
Wang Shizhen took action and raised and lowered her hands on Zhu Pingan to see if Zhu Pingan was injured. She was worried that Zhu Pingan was plotted or plotted against by Yan Shifan and others at the last Yan Mansion banquet.
"Stop it, I'm fine." Zhu Ping'an hurriedly avoided Wang Shizhen's hands, and his goosebumps trembled when he was touched. He had no hobby of picking up soap.
"They want Ouyang Zishi to be famous. I just want to satisfy them. It's just a false name." Zhu Pingan doesn't care about fame at all.
"Alas, Zihou is wronged. Zihou is quick in writing and talented. When he arrived at the dragon's den in the Yan Mansion, the situation forced him to make Ouyang Zihou, the most beautiful scholar in the world, feel wronged." Wang Shizhenjue's Zhu Ping'an was comforting the two of them.
, sighed and apologized for Zhu Ping'an.
You guys really think too much, I really didn't take it seriously. Zhu Pingan looked at Wang Shizhen who seemed to feel the same way, and didn't know what to say.
The three of them walked from the residence of Yan Song, the chief minister of the cabinet, to the intersection. At the intersection, they turned right, crossed two streets, and arrived at Huaishu Hutong. The third house they walked along the Huaishu Hutong was Xu, the Minister of Rites.
Xu Jie's mansion, Xu Jie's mansion, is also an ordinary official's home. Although it is also grand, it is far from Yan Song's mansion.
When Zhu Ping'an and the others arrived in front of Xu Jie's residence, several students happened to come out from the Xu's residence. Zhu Ping'an and the other three slightly bowed their hands to a few people, and these people also returned the bow. They nodded and passed by. These people had just paid their respects.
Xu Jie.
Arriving at the gate of Xu Mansion, Zhu Ping'an and the others handed the disciples' tattoos and salutes to the concierge, and waited at the door for the concierge's announcement.
It didn't take long for the concierge to invite Zhu Ping'an and the others into the mansion. A man who looked like a steward led Zhu Ping'an and the others into the Xu Mansion. They walked around the small garden and passed through a corridor to the front hall of the Xu Mansion. The steward stood in front of the hall.
Please ask Zhu Ping'an and the others to enter by themselves.
Zhu Ping'an and the other two entered the front hall. They saw Xu Jie sitting on the main seat. In Zhu Ping'an's eyes, Xu Jie was a very kind uncle. He was about forty years old, very fair, not tall, and had a nice mouth.
The smile on his face gives people a very kind feeling.
Sitting in the main seat, it must be Xu Jie.
"Disciple Zhu Pingan (Zhang Siwei) (Wang Shizhen) pays homage to the master."
Zhu Ping'an and the other three entered the front hall and knelt down in the manner of disciples greeting their master. They said in unison that they would like to greet their master. They respectfully and straightly presented a fully folded disciple's thorn with their hands. When you are under others, you should kneel down.
Zhu Ping'an on the ground slandered the evil feudal society in his heart, but of course he was still very respectful on the outside.
"You are all the future pillars of the country. No need to be polite. Please get up quickly." Xu Jie stood up from his seat, walked to Zhu Pingan and others, and stretched out his hand to provide support.
"Thank you, Master."
After thanking Xu Jie, Zhu Pingan was the first to stand up, followed by Zhang Siwei, and finally Wang Shizhen.
When he stood up, Zhu Ping'an swept around the front hall. Besides Xu Jie, there were two other people in the front hall. One of them knew him, and the other was the first time he met him. The person he knew was the most powerful person in the Ming Dynasty.
, it was Brother Yang Jisheng whom he had met when he first entered the capital. Just like the first time he saw him, Yang Jisheng was sitting there in a dark blue cloth robe, looking upright, like a sharp sword.
.But at this time, Yang Jisheng looked very worried.
When Zhu Pingan stood up first, Yang Jisheng recognized Zhu Pingan. He was slightly surprised and nodded slightly to Zhu Pingan.
Zhu Pingan also nodded and returned the courtesy.
In addition to Yang Jisheng, there is another person in the front hall. If Yang Jisheng is a sharp sword, then this person is like a city, unfathomable.
In fact, when he met Wang Shizhen and Zhang Siwei, Zhu Pingan felt that the two were standard handsome guys, and they could definitely act in idol dramas in modern times. However, compared with the man sitting in the front hall, they were still a little inferior.
This man should be the most handsome person Zhu Pingan has seen since he came to Ming Dynasty. It is not enough to describe him as a handsome man. His black hair is combed into a neat bun on the top of his head, and is set in an exquisite white jade crown. He is tall and handsome.
He has a straight nose, thin lips, slanting eyebrows, deep eyes, impeccable facial features, and a handsome short black beard. The whole person gives people an air of majesty, and he is someone who has achieved great things at first glance.
Leadership style.
However, it feels like this man has obsessive-compulsive disorder, and he probably pays great attention to grooming. His hair is combed very neatly, and not a single hair is messy; his clothes also look like they are brand new, and there is a hair all over his body.
There are no wrinkles at all. You must know that this guy is sitting down, but there is no wrinkle at all. It’s not obsessive-compulsive disorder or something.
The strange thing is that Zhu Pingan's first impression of this man was that he was very dignified and unfathomable.
This feeling is very strange. I felt this way the first time I met him, but I couldn't help it. Things were just so strange. This was the signal reflected by my brain when I first saw this person.
"You are all talented people. Stop standing and sit down to talk." After Xu Jie waited for Zhu Pingan and others to stand up, he waved his hand for Zhu Pingan and others to take their seats.
"Thank you, Master."
Zhu Ping'an and the others thanked him quickly, and then sat on the chairs at the bottom of the front hall. Zhu Ping'an sat closest to the person. After sitting down, he smelled a faint scent of powder, and after moving his nose slightly, he was sure it was...
It came from the person next to me.
Uh, isn't it? It's just about being handsome and paying attention to grooming, but you even put on balm?
If it weren't for the majestic and majestic demeanor of this man, Zhu Ping'an would have almost ordered a curry for him to be gay. (To be continued.)