Farmers' group pet: the blessings of powerful ministers are soft and deceitful

Chapter 528 Colleagues
The adult who was preached by Mr. Zhao looked a little baby-faced. He obviously entered the Imperial Academy earlier than Shen Chenlan, but he looked very young like a 19-year-old child.

The man noticed Shen Chenlan's attention, turned his head, and said, "Sir Shen, don't worry about Mr. Zhao, Mr. Zhao is just duplicity. My surname is Wen, my name is Hongfang, and I'm an editor just like you. Mr. Zhao is better than us." There is one more level, which is editing. In the future, the manuscripts we have read will be read by Mr. Zhao. Mr. Zhao was also the champion of the year, and he is knowledgeable, and we can learn a lot from him."

Mr. Zhao, who was flattered by Wen Hongfang, snorted, picked up the book on the table and began to read.

Shen Chenlan raised his hands to the two adults and said: "Master Zhao, Lord Wen, please give me more advice in the future."

Wen Hongfang patted him on the shoulder and said, "It's okay, don't be nervous, as long as there are no big figures visiting, we are free here, and you can call me Hongfang in private."

Shen Chenlan doesn't dare people to call you by their name, so just call them by their name.

He said: "If you dare to ask Mr. Wen in which year he was on the gold list, he is really a young man."

Mr. Zhao, who never reacted at all, spoke out at this moment. He said, "Six years ago, when he was just 25 years old."

Shen Chenlan was stunned. After this calculation, Mr. Wen is 31 years old.

Wen Hongfang touched his nose, and said, "How old should Master Shen look at me?"

Shen Chenlan was a little afraid to say anything.

Afraid of offending others.

But at this time Master Zhao, who was deaf to what was going on outside the window, became interested again, and he also raised his head, waiting for Shen Chenlan to say something.

Shen Chenlan had no choice but to say: "Lord Wen looks like a weak crown year."

Master Zhao snorted and said, "At least it's the year of the weak crown."

Wen Hongfang laughed, patted Shen Chenlan on the shoulder and said, "Don't dare to say it. Many adults guess that I am eighteen or nineteen years old, but you still guess that I am a weak crown year."

From this tone, one knew that Shen Chenlan was speaking a little older than expected.

But Wen Hongfang didn't care about it, he was still very gossip, pestering Shen Chenlan with questions, and almost asked him about his marriage.

At this time, someone from outside came to say that Shen Chenlan was able to escape after Mr. Tan summoned him.

After meeting Tan Xinji and returning to the house of the three of them, a servant moved more than ten books to Shen Chenlan's desk.

Mr. Zhao said at the same time: "After reading these books, write down your opinions on another piece of paper, and hand them over to the official in fifteen days."

Shen Chenlan looked at the thickness of the ten books and agreed.

Fortunately, Wen Hongfang didn't bother him anymore, he calmed down to read a book, and only read one in an hour and a half.

These books are not very thick, but the difficulty lies in the fact that they are all written in classical Chinese, and the font is simple. After reading a sentence, you can understand the meaning before you can read the next sentence.

However, Shen Chenlan had copied a lot of books before, so she was much faster at reading classical Chinese than when she first came here.

Basically, you can understand what it means at a glance.

However, according to his own habit, he marked each paragraph of these books according to the meaning of each expression.

The meaning of what is written in the paragraph is listed in his own small book.

He had just finished reading this book, and it felt like it was almost three o'clock in the afternoon.

He stretched his neck, and just wanted someone outside to refill him with a new pot of tea, when he saw Wen Hongfang stood up and stretched at the same time—then closed the book in front of him.

(End of this chapter)