Nongmen Spring: Hot lady flirting with foolish husband

Chapter 487 Annunciation
Since the exam, Zheng Zeyuan has been accompanying Jiang Wen to live in Fujiazhuang's mansion.

After the results of the test came out, although Zheng Zeyuan was on the list, his ranking was relatively low, but Zheng Zeyuan knew in his heart that his ability was limited.

The general examination is no better than the provincial examination. If you memorize the Four Books and Five Classics by heart, you can pass the examination if you can write articles. You need to have opinions, political vision, and experience, and these are exactly what Zheng Zeyuan lacks.

In just two years, the accumulation of those experiences is very limited.Northern Xinjiang is remote, and the news is not well-informed. Regarding these, even the masters of the county school can impart limited experience.

The servants of the county government who announced the good news came to Zheng's house by beating gongs and drums, only to find out that Zheng Zeyuan didn't live in the mansion. After thinking about it, he took people to Fu's village to announce the good news.

The sound of gongs and drums rang along the way, causing passers-by to stop and talk a lot. It turned out that there was a master Juren in the county this year.

I don't know if it's the scholar who has such good luck. If he becomes a Juren, he will be able to become an official in the future. Why doesn't he make people envious?
The team of announcing the good news entered Fujiazhuang, and many people from nearby villages came to watch the fun, and the atmosphere around the gate of Zheng's house was very lively.

"Who is this, the former Tiansha Lone Star family? I didn't expect not only to make a fortune, but also become a Juren. It's good luck!"

"Who said no, that family regretted it a long time ago. Who would have known that that poor boy would have the opportunity to prosper like today?"

"Hey, from now on, we will be masters of juren. Do we have to kneel down when we see it? If it's not good, don't talk about it in the future, so don't talk about it!"

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After asking Si Bing to invite the servant who announced the good news to the door, he asked Si Yuan to take a few slings of money and throw it out, which can be regarded as a joy for everyone.

After the guards ate a table of good wine and good food, each left with a thick red envelope, it was their own joy.

Mrs. Zhao came over with En'er, set up a table of exquisite wine and dishes with them, and specially made some special dishes of Pingdu taste.

"If your little uncle and aunt hadn't left, it should be more lively today!"

Mrs. Zhao also drank a rare cup of drunken spring breeze, and said with regret.

Zhao Shen'an was responsible for the mission of the patriarch. He came to Beijiang to visit his sister, but staying for more than a year was already the limit, so after last autumn, he returned to Pingdu.

Jiang Wen knew that this was a happy event for his mother, and he missed his little uncle and the others again.

Although I have lived in Fujiazhuang most of the time in the past two years, it is no different from my own home, but after all, it is a married daughter, although Zhao Shi is accompanied by her from time to time, it is inevitable that she will be a little lonely.

Especially as En'er grew up, she had a lot less to worry about, and the family seemed more idle without having to worry about making a living.

"Yes, if my little uncle knew that Zeyuan had won the Juren, he should be happy for you now. People say that he is a good son-in-law, half a good son. You are blessed that so many of us are filial to you! "

Zheng Zeyuan also followed suit, he was really filial to the Zhao family as his own mother, compared with other children in the village, he was the second best son should be.

After a meal, Mrs. Zhao drank half a glass of wine and was a little tipsy, so she went back to rest first.

After tidying up the house, the sky was getting late, and the sunset glow in the sky was gorgeous, and through the window, the room was coated with a thin layer of gold.

The yard was quiet, Si Yuan and Qiao Er disappeared without a trace.

"Wen'er, are you drunk? I'm a little drunk, shall we go back to the room and rest?"

Zheng Zeyuan pulled Jiang Wen's sleeves, his eyes were full of innocence.

(End of this chapter)