My husband and Mr. Jiang San were so excited that they drank and celebrated in the house.
But when he saw Zhou Lan, his expression calmed down. After encouraging Zhou Lan, he started to fight. He was very stable in front of his disciples.
The young couple Zhou Lan and Jiang Changxi laughed so hard in private that they couldn't even close their mouths.
It has been more than three years since the two got married, and since the two wanted to take the imperial examination, and now it has finally come to an end. It can be regarded as a small achievement.
Zhou Lan bowed solemnly to Jiang Changxi and said in a half-joking tone: "Madam, thank you for your hard work."
Jiang Changxi understood in her heart that the important point was Zhou Lan's solemn behavior, not Zhou Lan's joking words, and responded with a salute: "I'm ashamed, I'm ashamed. It's obviously the result of my husband's excellent knowledge and hard study day and night. It should be like this, but it makes me worry.
It’s a false reputation, I’ll work hard in the future.”
What are you trying to do? You don’t believe in Buddhism? Zhou Lan was laughing nearby. The couple was alone, and there were no outsiders around. Zhou Lan smiled with great satisfaction. He was a bit high-spirited like a young man.
Jiang Changxi started talking about serious things: "Should we go to Qian Yushi's house?"
Smart people don't need to think too much, they already know something in their mind. Not long after they visited relatives and friends about the long-awaited appointment, they got the news. It is unreasonable to say that there is nothing related to other people's affairs.
Zhou Lan: "Whether we want to go or not, my uncle knows our thoughts in his heart."
The next day Zhou Lan went to the Hanlin Academy to report. Of course, he specifically told Jiang Changxi that he had read all the brochures.
Is he afraid that he will go astray? For the sake of future generations, he must be more careful.
Jiang Changxi felt that Zhou Lan needed to learn about the workplace.
Zhou Lan was a little embarrassed, but as a couple, it didn't matter.
Otherwise, waiting for him to wear the red official uniform, he would already be out of date and not look good.
Jiang Changxi: "I don't know how the food is arranged in the Hanlin Academy. Are you used to it? I don't know what the temperament of your colleagues is and whether they can get along well. You should look more with your eyes, listen more with your ears, and put your mouth first.
Close it, we don’t seek merit, but we seek no faults.”
It's better to talk about the size of the clothes. My wife's requirements are a bit high.
This method is too simple. They already looked down upon such methods when they were in school.
So it’s too conspicuous to go there at this time, isn’t it appropriate? Jiang Changxi: “I listen to my husband, let’s try on the official robe first.”
Jiang Changxi: "That's not the case. I actually prefer the red one. It will definitely look more dazzling when you wear it."
Zhou Lan saw his wife's thoughts running away again and couldn't help but said, "You have nothing else to say."
After Jiang Changxi fell asleep, Zhou Lan took the booklet and started reading it, and then he became energetic. Who made this up? She is so childish.
Jiang Changxi: "Why don't you speak?"
Jiang Changxi estimated that before these Jinshi masters became officials, no one would take them to the prison to see how those officials who made mistakes suffered. So he helped Zhou Lan make up for this course.
Zhou Lan felt that this matter was going wrong again. Although an official from the sixth rank was not a big one, he was still an official. The result of more than ten years of hard study, how could it not be as topical as an official uniform?
What are you talking about? Why does Jiang Changxi feel like she can't keep up with her train of thought? But she does like the color red, so she may have followed her mother. Otherwise, how about making a few sets for Zhou Lan?
This is really impossible. Zhou Lan is a little short of breath. In addition to the red robe of the No. 1 scholar, it would take decades to wear red official uniforms.
Zhou Lanxin said, no need to ask, Chang Xi must not know the configuration of the same color as the official uniform. He sighed inwardly: "If you like it, you should make me more red uniforms. I can wear them while I am young.
show you."
However, the warning education was still interesting. After reading two articles, Zhou Lanxin said that his wife also had good intentions.
Zhou Lan held the brochure, feeling a little moved, a little confused, and a little overwhelmed. It was completely unexpected: "Thank you for your hard work, Madam."
Jiang Changxi: "We have just entered the court, and we are novices among novices. We should do more homework in advance to avoid being bullied. These stories may be a bit exaggerated, but it is always right to take a look. Avoid risks."
There are so many stories, so much thought goes into them, and the point is that I feel like a child walking out of the house for the first time.
Jiang Changxi looked at Zhou Lan with disdain. It seemed like he had never been in the workplace before. From now on, you will be in a competitive relationship: "You should read the brochure first, and you must read it carefully."
Zhou Lan nodded: "Chang Xi, don't worry."
Jiang Changxi not only has it, but has also compiled it into a book. The workplace pitfall avoidance manual is just like the safety manual given to the sixth brother-in-law. It is filled with short stories of workplace frame-ups and workplace competition. After reading it, it will definitely make you tremble with fear.
In order to save his wife from worrying, Zhou Lan picked up the Book of Songs and began to give prenatal education to the child. This was the only way to calm his wife.
Zhou Lan: "You are very interested in this official uniform. Do you like the color?"
Zhou Lan couldn't help but tugged on Jiang Changxi's ear. Why did his wife's priorities always exceed expectations? Shouldn't he be praised for his bright and handsome spirit?
Zhou Lan followed his wife's topic and said: "How can it be so considerate? It's just a coincidence, otherwise it will definitely need to be changed."
Jiang Changxi helped Zhou Lan dress neatly and looked up and down: "It actually fits quite well. Doesn't the court also record the clothing sizes of you Jinshi masters? If you suddenly gain weight or lose weight, wouldn't that be terrible?
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Zhou Lan really didn't expect that Madam not only had something to say, but also compiled it into a book. He was a little too solemn: "Is this?"
Jiang Changxi and Mrs. Jiang San were very nervous at home, but the husband could continue to study comfortably with Chang Le.
Of course, it is also interspersed with warnings and education. This was written with a lot of thought.
This problem really doesn't happen. Zhou Lan: "We should be lucky that Tanhua Lang is here. At least we have a familiar colleague."
Jiang Changxi: "I still don't feel reassured. This Tanhua is one level higher than you. Will he regret that he didn't let someone snatch him as his groom? He will bear grudge against us, thus stumbling upon you."
Jiang Changxi was horrified by Zhou Lan's look, so she moved away from her official uniform: "Well, look at what I'm doing. Why don't I say anything?"
Jiang Changxi: "That means my husband has the most standard figure. The official uniforms made by the imperial court must be suitable for the most standard figure."
The couple still pursues aesthetics and both want to be perfect.
Well, in a state of not sleeping, Jiang Changxi also told Zhou Lan to read the booklet.
Chang Le also complained: "She is a girl after all. She is too shallow-minded. There is nothing to worry about."
The master nodded. The young disciple was right and said to the female disciple: "Be calm."
By the time Zhou Lan resigned, his husband and his disciples had already arrived at the gate, so I don't know where they were calmly.