Prime Minister

Chapter 228 Autumn Night
When Zhang Yue arrived at the Chen Mansion in a carriage, it was already after You Hour.

By this time on the streets of Bianjing, many people had already rested early, waiting for tomorrow's work.

But for restaurants and restaurants, there are still a lot of drinkers and diners gathered inside.

But seeing two lanterns being lit in front of Chen Xiang's gate, the familiar old servant Zhongbo introduced Zhang Yue happily and said, "Mr. Sanlang, the master and madam are waiting for you. They have all figured out that today is the day to relieve them." The day of the test release."

Zhang Yue was both happy and ashamed and said: "Mr. Lian Lie and Mrs. Mistress have waited for so long. Thank you Uncle Zhong for letting me stay."

"That's something to be thankful for."

As soon as Zhang Yue entered, Chen Xiang heard the voice in the hall and stepped out and asked, "How did Sanlang do in the exam?"

When Zhang Yue saw Chen Xiang, he immediately bowed down and said, "Student thanked Mr., the teacher's kindness is as deep as a mountain!"

Then Mistress also stepped out, looked at Zhang Yue and said in surprise: "Sanlang, are you in high school?"

Zhang Yue bowed to his mistress again: "If you go back to your mistress, the student is lucky to be honored, and the senior high school supervisor will solve the exam No. 3!"

Chen Xiang was overjoyed when she heard the words: "This is good, this is good. I said that your classics are better than policy theory, and policy theory is better than poetry. I was worried about your poetry before, but now it ranks third, which really makes me feel very happy." Worry for a while. Get up!"

Chen Xiang wanted to help Zhang Yue, but Zhang Yue didn't move.

Mistress saw this scene and said: "That's Jidi, you master and apprentice, let's have a drink. Uncle Zhong went to the alley to buy some fresh fish and fruit. Saburo don't leave tonight. I will clean up the guest room. You can sleep here, I will Let's warm up the wine first."

After finishing speaking, the teacher left first.

Chen Xiang looked at Zhang Yue and asked, "Do you have something to say?"

Zhang Yue said: "Mr. Hui, the student's poems and fus did not write '耑'."

"What?" Chen Xiang was a little surprised, "You mean you didn't write it?"

Zhang Yue bowed his head and said: "The students are overthinking their own abilities, and they have let down the good intentions of the master."

Chen Xiang was silent for a while, then helped Zhang Yue up and said with a smile: "If you didn't write it, you didn't write it! Would I still blame you? Come in and talk."

Zhang Yue didn't expect that he had been worrying for several days, but he told Chen Xiang to reveal it.

Immediately the two sat down in the hall, Chen Xiang said: "You will be silent about all the poems, prose, strategies and theories in the examination room later, and I will help you look."

"Yes, the student has long been silent." Zhang Yue immediately took it out of the poetry bag he was carrying.

Under a glazed lamp in the hall, Chen Xiang read Zhang Yue's manuscript.

Zhang Yue sat down in a regular manner, but saw Uncle Zhong coming back with a fish weighing two or three catties, and a lot of candied fruit.

The wife took the fish and went to the kitchen to cook it. Uncle Zhong locked the door and smiled at Zhang Yue.

Soon the fire was lit up in the kitchen again, and fish was stewed in a large pot. My wife smashed ginger and garlic into a mortar, and then put them into the pot to stew after the water boiled. This is a cooking method that my wife is familiar with.

The aroma of fish soup entered Zhang Yue's nose.

Chen Xiangdao: "Your poems and fus have been well written, and your strategy theory is excellent, so it is not surprising that you have this ranking. But your poems and fus can pass the solution test, but they are still lacking in the provincial test. If you want to save If you try to go further, you must guard against arrogance and impetuosity, and you must calm down and study from today on."

Zhang Yue said: "Students remember."

Chen Xiang looked at Zhang Yue and asked: "Tonight is the time when you are proud, I let you study here and study articles, do you know the intention?"

Zhang Yue said: "Mr. is afraid that the students will get carried away."

Chen Xiang nodded and said: "That's right. You are only sixteen or seventeen years old now, even if you are twenty-six or seventeen years old, you still can't settle down. At this age, it is easy to be overjoyed and sad. If something is too proud, it is not a good thing. For example, It is hard to hold on to a sudden windfall. I have seen too many young talents who were once proud, but finally fell to the bottom of the valley.

"I'm not talking about you. When I was young, I was full of energy and didn't know how to measure. I didn't know this truth until I was 35 or six years old. Nothing comes for nothing. Once you get it, you must cherish it. The most important thing in reading is the energy. If you slacken your energy, it will be extremely difficult to find it in the future. I have said this to many people, many of them are your brothers and sisters, but those who listen to it, they will understand if I don’t say it. Those who don’t listen , It’s useless to say it.”

Having said that, Chen Xiang heaved a long sigh.

Zhang Yue said in his heart, yes, what should be waved is still to be waved, and no one can stop it.

He kept Chen Xiang's words firmly in his heart, and then said: "The students have been taught."

Chen Xiang said: "I'll tell you about the deficiencies in the poems and prose again."

Zhang Yue immediately withdrew his mind and concentrated on listening to Chen Xiang's lecture.

Soon the wife had stewed the fish and put it aside and said with a smile: "Don't take off the lid, I'll warm the wine for you. It's a three-year old wine."

Chen Xiang said: "There is no need to warm the wine."

The teacher said angrily, "I've never seen you like this. All the apprentices have passed the test No. 3. Outsiders will say that you are so stingy."

Chen Xiang couldn't help laughing, Mistress was puzzled, she lifted the cover, and immediately the aroma of fish soup filled the hall.

Mistress filled two bowls of fish soup and put it on the table for two people. Chen Xiang held up the fish soup and said with a smile, "I will use this fish soup to congratulate you on your success. Don't feel shabby."

Zhang Yue held up the fish soup and said with a smile: "Students like to drink the fish soup stewed by the teacher's wife the most. Mr. and his wife are very kind, and the students will never forget it."

Mrs. Chen Xiang laughed when she heard the words.

Zhang Yue took a sip of the fish soup right away, the fishy smell was well concealed by the shredded ginger, and his mouth was full of sweetness.

For him, this bowl of fish soup is better than countless delicacies from mountains and seas.

Mistress looked at Zhang Yue's expression and asked: "I didn't add anything except ginger and garlic. It's very bland. I don't know if it suits your taste."

Zhang Yue recalled the feeling just now, and couldn't help saying: "There is a taste in the world, it is pure joy."

The teacher savored it carefully, and said with a smile: "It's a good sentence, 'There is a taste in the world is a joy'."

Chen Xiang thought to himself, although Sanlang's poems and prose are difficult to reach the level of everyone, but sometimes the good lines that come by chance are so superb, it is really puzzling.

tonight.

The Zhangjia Hotel next to the Zhouqiao is very lively.

Sibo standing in front of the hotel stepped forward when he saw the drinker greeting him.

There are also countless beautifully dressed singing girls, some of whom wear low tube tops, revealing a large area of ​​white.

There are also people with small feet wearing narrow socks and bow shoes, and many drinkers can't take their eyes off the narrow part of the bow shoes.

Wang Kui and He Qi are also in the restaurant.Wang Kui also likes little feet, but he doesn't like them as much as He Qi.

Now Wang Kui and He Qi are sitting with a group of friends.

Wang Kui is now the son of the state, and he has as many friends as he wants.But those who are jealous to cling to or friends of wine and meat, they naturally look down on them.

The people they met tonight were rich and idle people from the capital, the yamen.

Sibo is not doing business on weekdays, but stays in the wine shop all day long, serving the rich.

Don't think this business is easy.

Ordinary servants are just doing errands for the rich to earn a few hard-earned money.

The formidable servants are all human beings, and they are eloquent. They speak nonsense when they see people, and they talk nonsense when they see people. They usually just attract these rich and noble families. money.

Such a servant wave also got a lot of benefits from it.

Now in the Zhangjia restaurant, the table of Wang Kui and He Qi can be described as cooking gold and jade, and the decorations are full of flavors.

Don't say that Wang Kui has never eaten many dishes in his life, even if he has never seen them before, the wealthy people around him are all talking about Wang Kui, and there are a few servants throwing punches at the side to add to the fun.

Two beautiful prostitutes wearing bow shoes sat beside Wang Kui, one on the left and the other on the right.

A servant said to the woman: "This is Guo Ziyuan, do you know what Guo Ziyuan is? You should accompany him today."

The two prostitutes giggled when they heard the words, then looked at Wang Kui affectionately, and immediately lowered their heads shyly.

Wang Kui felt that the other's jade feet kept touching his calves under the wine table, and after a while, another pair of women's jade feet came closer, as if they had taken off their shoes.

While Wang Kui was wandering in the sky, a woman beside him handed a cup of wine to his mouth. A wealthy businessman said with a smile: "Wang Guoyuan is a huge amount, and he needs to drink three cups in a row."

Wang Kui couldn't push it, and he didn't want to push it, so he drank three cups in a row.

The prostitute on the other side seemed a little jealous, took a sip of the drink, put it in her lips, and moved towards Wang Kui's mouth.

Wang Kui has never enjoyed such a battle in his life.

He also drank flower wine in his hometown before, but he thought it was very vulgar. How can they be as flirtatious as Bianjing prostitutes.

He had heard from He Qi that among the 150 million people in Bianjing, there were tens of thousands of official prostitutes and civilian prostitutes, and at least more than [-] were those who had given up their livelihoods due to conscientiousness or old age.

When he first arrived in Bianjing, those prostitutes didn't even look at him when they saw his poor appearance, but now I can feel the enthusiasm of these prostitutes, half of this enthusiasm is money, and half is the name of his own country.

It's such a great feeling to be a master.

Wang Kui drank a little too much, so he let go of his reserve, and felt the prostitute's feet rubbing against him all the time.With a thought, he grabbed Yingying's jade feet in his hands and pinched them hard.

Seeing that Wang Kui was entangled with the two prostitutes like glue, everyone laughed, so they also drank and ate their own food, which was very lively.

After such a hard work, Wang Kui was already half drunk.

The businessman on the side said: "Guo Ziyuan is already drunk, you are all ready to serve me, and it will be recorded in my account today, no problem, Guo Ziyuan, brother He is my best friend brother."

Wang Kui felt so good at the moment, as for He Qi who was at the side, he also picked up a prostitute and left. He glanced at the two people beside Wang Kui and felt envious.

Autumn nights are cold.

Zhang Yue had finished drinking the fish soup, and in the glazed lamp, following Chen Xiang's instructions, he carefully revised his essay.

He Qi and Wang Kui were each lying on the woman's embroidered couch.

Huang Lu went to bed early in Taixue as usual.

Fan Zuyu and his uncle Fan Zhen came to the examiner Wang Tao to thank him.

Han Zhongyan waited at home all night, and finally told Han Qi who had just returned home that he passed the test.Han Qi asked a few words lightly, but did not praise him, which disappointed Han Zhongyan who had always longed for his father's approval.

As for Sun Guo and Huang Haoyi, the two frustrated people were tossing and turning on the bed.

Everyone spent the first night after the test with various moods.

(End of this chapter)