Judge of the Lamp

Chapter 417

Yan Anming walked into Yingge Yuan.

He had walked past the gate of Yinggeyuan several times, but he never knew what it looked like inside. He felt that this place should be a fairyland on earth, and it must not be comparable to places like Wanhualou, Anqingju, and Yuxian Tea House. of.

But after walking around the front yard twice, Yan Anming felt a little disappointed again.

Isn't this a big house?
He is the grand master's cousin, what kind of house has he never seen?

If the guess is correct, there are so many beautiful girls in this house, who should know some talents of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and greet guests in the carved building.

And looking at the crowds in the front yard, I don't know how many guests these girls have to greet every day. Maybe the first one left, and the next one will come. Isn't this a dirty place like the Dehua team?

Yan Anming frowned tightly, his interest was low, and suddenly he saw a clerk stepping up to say hello: "Guest officer, please take a look at your ticket!"

After checking the ticket, it was correct, the clerk smiled and said, "Our butler should have greeted you, but there are too many guests tonight, which courtyard do you like, I will take you right away."

"Which courtyard?" Yan Anming really didn't know how to answer.

I have heard from my brother’s friends before that there are Music Academy, Poetry Academy, Academy, and Yi Academy in this Yingge Academy.

Yan Anming was born in a wealthy family, and he knew a little about poetry, books, music and games, but after thinking about it for a long time, he didn't have any skills.

If you want to talk about reciting poems, you can memorize two such bad street songs. If you want to talk about listening songs, you can remember a lot of popular songs in Washi. If you want to talk about chess games, you can occasionally play two games with others. Wouldn't it be ridiculed to show off your family fortune here?

It's better to go to the academy, Yan Anming's handwriting is still neat.

The clerk led the way and entered the academy through the front yard. Yan Anming became nervous.

Twelve carved buildings are neatly arranged, and in each building, the guests hold their pens and ink, and swipe their pens on the spot.

After all, it’s a place where scholars come. I’m afraid I’ll show my clumsiness with those two strokes, that’s all. I’ll write a few words in a while, look around, and leave quickly. This place makes people feel uncomfortable. Why not go to Wanhua Lou orders a table of food and wine, and finds two young ladies to accompany him.

While thinking about it, the clerk asked, "Which pavilion do you like?"

"Just find a place to write and have a look."

The buddy nodded and said, "Then let's go to Huahan Pavilion."

Huihan Pavilion is the largest attic in the entire Yingge Academy. It has a large foundation and high floors. Standing in front of the building, Yan Anming felt even more cramped.

After entering the main hall on the first floor, Yan Anming relaxed a lot.

There are also many acquaintances here.

Zhou Zhoulang, who opened the fragrance medicine shop, wrote four words with a brush - the fragrance of clothes and sleeves.

A woman looked at it for a long time, and said with a smile: "Erlang is so tall, but when we first met, he made the concubine intimidated, but between the lines, there is tenderness."

Zhou Zhou Lang smiled and said: "I am a bit clumsy, but I am more careful about this fragrance than your daughter's. These four words have condensed half my life's hard work."

Yan Anming sneered beside him.

You said half your life hard work, you said it was more meticulous than your daughter's house, didn't you just sell fragrant medicine for half your life?
Zhou Zhoulang's business is not small. There are four shops in the capital. Yan Anming has been to them all.

He can handle these four words.

Uh, he also brought the fragrant medicine?

Zhou Zhoulang took out a kit from his arms and poured out two grains of sandalwood.

"Girl, you hear it."

The girl took the sandalwood, smelled it, blushed and said: "It smells so good, it's really refreshing."

Zhou Zhoulang lowered his head and said, "That's all I have."

Yan Anming snorted, you only have this skill.

Such a handsome girl, just want to fool people with just two sandalwood?What do you think, this is Yinggeyuan!

The girl tugged on Zhou Zhoulang's skirt, and said softly: "The concubine also likes sandalwood, but the incense medicine is not well blended, let's go to the concubine's room, let the concubine burn a furnace of sandalwood. Erlang didn't hesitate to give pointers."

Zhou Zhou Lang smiled and said: "The girl is too modest, I am a vulgar person, how can I dare to give advice..."

The girl grabbed Zhou Zhou Lang's hand and said shyly, "Er Lang, follow me."

The two went upstairs.

This is going upstairs!
Such a handsome girl, two broken sandalwood came upstairs?
Yinggeyuan is nothing more than that, I should have known how many medicinal herbs I would bring here!

Yan Anming was overwhelmed with confidence, and looked around for a girl, but saw an acquaintance again.

Isn't this the shopkeeper Zhu from the Zhukukulou Tea House?
Shopkeeper Zhu is Lu Yanyou.

He is also writing, but not with ink, but with tea.

There were seven teacups on the table. Shopkeeper Zhu picked up the teapot and ordered tea one by one.

The tea soup was tumbling, showing various patterns, and several girls gathered around, cheering repeatedly.

"Look, it looks like a peony."

"This is a kingfisher, look at the wings, they are still flapping."

"Come on, come on, this is beautiful, this is a cloud, and there are raindrops under the cloud."

Yan Anming sighed, and thought to himself: "The girl from Yinggeyuan is too ignorant, it's just a tea show, why are you shouting so much?"

Are these girls really surprised?

of course not.

Their status in Yingge Academy is not high, they are not second-class book inspectors, nor third-class doctorate writers, they are the last-class servant girls.

But even the little servant girl has far more knowledge than ordinary women.

What kind of sandalwood have they never used?What kind of tea ceremony have they never seen?

The reason why he was so surprised was to set off the talents of the guests.

If the girls of Yinggeyuan rely solely on their beauty, how can they stand proudly in the territory of Daxuan?
It is not only the beauty that keeps a man, but more importantly, the self, making men feel that they are unique.

Shopkeeper Zhu gave each of the girls a cup of tea, and with the remaining cup, he dipped his pen to write. Before he could start writing, Yan Anming stepped forward to say hello: "Business Manager Zhu, you are from Huahua Tea House, and the girls in the tea house are not enough for you. ?”

Lu Yanyou cupped his fists and saluted, "Shopkeeper Yan, I'm here to learn my skills, so I'll teach those tea doctors back home."

"How to teach? Do you teach by hand, or..."

Lu Yanyou lowered his voice and said: "Shopkeeper Yan, this is a place for gentlemen, go find the girl you're looking for, don't lose face here."

Yan Anming snorted coldly, and thought about where he could use his skills.

A girl in the front, sitting by the desk with her forehead resting on her forehead, seemed a little dizzy.

Yan Anming hurried forward to check the girl's pulse.

He prescribes medicine and knows a little bit about medical skills. After checking the pulse, he found that the girl just suffered from a cold.

I didn't bring the medicinal materials, and it's not appropriate to write the prescription now, but where can I ask people to get the medicine?
Fortunately, he carried a pack of Ningshen powder with him, washed it down with a glass of water, and gave it to the girl to drink.

Ningshen powder is the unique medicine of Yan's family medicine, it has a miraculous effect on the symptoms of dizziness and dizziness. After taking it, the girl felt refreshed after a short rest. Looking at Yan Anming, she said: "The guest officer is really a miracle doctor. But it doesn't hurt at all."

Yan Anming waved his hands again and again and said: "The girl is too famous, it's just an ordinary grass recipe."

The girl thought for a moment and said: "This medicine is refreshing and refreshing, it must be the use of Angelica dahurica, Fangfeng, kudzu root and licorice."

Yan Anming was taken aback: "Miss understands medicine?"

The girl lowered her head and said: "I have had a headache since I was a child. Once it occurs, the pain is unbearable. I have taken countless soups and medicines, and I can be regarded as a long-term illness."

Yan Anming sighed: "I also suffer from head wind, so I always carry this medicine with me."

The girl looked at Yan Anming and said: "It's a blessing for the concubine to meet a guest official. The sooner we meet, the less suffering I will suffer."

While speaking, the girl looked at Yan Anming pitifully.

Yan Anming has seen countless beauties, but this woman's bright eyes have always held her soul between her gazes.

Yan Anming blushed, lowered his head and said: "Young lady is a little weaker, I know a little bit about massage, if you don't mind, I'd like to make some adjustments for you."

The girl said happily: "Does the concubine really have such a blessing?"

Yan Anming smiled and said, "I don't know how to call the girl."

"The humble concubine's name is Chunjuan. I don't know when I was lucky enough to meet such a caring and considerate man like you."

"Miss Chunjuan, then I will..."

The girl took Yan Anming's hand: "Your Majesty, come with my concubine..."

Chunjuan led Yan Anming up the stairs, and did not come down until two days later.

Tickets are given away, but they are only for people to come in and take a look.

After entering the attic, the money that should be given must not be less than one tael.

And how much did you spend these two days?
The one hundred taels of silver on the carriage was clean, and on the way, he asked the attendant to go back to the medicine shop to pay more than a hundred taels.

Are you distressed?
is a bit.

But after staying home for less than two days, Yan Anming went to Yinggeyuan again.

There are things he can't let go of, things that can't be bought elsewhere.

The third courtyard, the third pavilion, the fourth pavilion, the sixth floor, under the Ministry of Rites, and sixteen teaching workshops are full of people every night.

But what about the rules of Jiaofang?Isn't there an exam to join the cabinet?
Xu Zhiqiong changed the rules, lowered the threshold, regardless of status, the purpose is to squeeze the money of these wealthy businessmen out of their pockets.

Merchants are more willing to spend money than gentry, especially when they encounter the beauty that they really want but cannot have.

The girls in Jiaofang are the beauty they cannot have.

The daily income of the sixteen teaching workshops was as high as [-] taels, [-]% was awarded to the girls, [-]% was subsidized to the teaching workshops, and the remaining [-]% was collected into the national treasury, and [-] taels went into the account every day.

Looking at the ledger, and then looking at the white money, Emperor Chang Le felt a lot more at ease, so at least he calmed down a bit.

……

Fuzhou, Luohuai County, Yisha Village.

Late at night, an old man and an old woman were eating a piece of pancake.

The pancake is only the size of a palm, divided into two pieces, enough for one person to eat two bites.

A couple stood next to the two old people. The woman was carrying a pannier on her back, and there was a three-year-old boy in the pannier.

The boy looked at the pancake, bit his lip, and cried.

He was hungry, he cried, he also wanted to eat, and he reached out to the old man for it.

With tears in her eyes, the young woman scolded the child a few words.

The old woman couldn't bear it, so she left a mouthful and gave it to the child.

The old man saved a mouthful and gave it to the old woman.

The young man cried: "Father, mother..."

The old man told the young man to be silent.

After eating the pancakes, the old man helped the old woman up, gritted his teeth and said, "Let's go!"

A family of five walked towards the entrance of the village.

The road at the entrance of the village was blocked by a seven-foot-high fence, and beside the fence stood four chatting officials.

The old man grabbed the old woman's hand and trembled for a moment. The old couple rushed over first, followed by the couple holding the child.

The chattering official shouted, "What are you doing? Do you want to die!"

The old man and the old woman rushed to the fence, and when the two officials saw this, they picked up their spears and stabbed them!

The old man stood in front of the old woman, with two bloody holes poked in his stomach, clutching the officer's long gun, with his last breath, he rushed forward.

With the old woman on the old man's back, she rushed to the fence desperately.

The young man jumped out and fought with another official.

The young woman climbed the fence with the child on her back, stepping on the backs of the two old men.

The old couple didn't intend to live, they just came to be a ladder.

The young woman was about to jump over the fence.

An officer took a saber and slashed at the woman's leg.

The woman's hamstrings were cut off, and she was unable to use her strength, and she was about to be torn off by the officials.

The woman threw the child and the basket over the fence.

"Run! Run!" the woman shouted hoarsely.

The child crawled out of the basket and sat on the ground crying.

An official jumped out from the fence, raised his saber, and chopped off the child's head.

Before the blade fell, a red light suddenly appeared, and a three-inch-long iron hook protruded from the lantern pole, hooking on the official's chin.

"Ah, ah, ah..."

The iron hook passed through the jaw, and the point of the hook emerged from the mouth.

The officer opened his mouth and looked at Xu Zhiqiong in front of him.

Xu Zhiqiong pulled the lantern, ripped off his entire chin, turned around and slashed, uncovering the official's cover.

The official fell down and his brains spilled all over the floor.

The remaining three officers ran away, and one officer blew the horn.

Xu Zhiqiong jumped forward, one by one, and killed two officials. The remaining one lost his horn and knelt down to beg for mercy.

Xu Zhiqiong hooked the official's chin with the iron hook on the lantern, and asked, "Where is your county magistrate?"

The officials pointed to the distance, on the village road, the lights were flickering, and a large group of officials rushed over when they heard the sound of the horn.

Xu Zhiqiong shouted loudly: "Lang Lantern, hold the lantern!"

(End of this chapter)