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Chapter 87 A good show begins

In the three days before October 29, apart from practicing Tai Chi in the back garden in the morning and riding a white mule by the Toushi River at dusk, Zhang Yuan spent the rest of the time in his study reading, closing his eyes and thinking deeply.

Wang Yingzi is right when it comes to practicing small regular script. You don’t need to go against the lead but use a sharp edge when writing. Don’t turn back when you finish writing. After a little practice, the small regular script you write will become much more rounded——

In sharp contrast to the tranquility of Dong Zhang's residence by the Tou River, Shanyin City was impetuous and noisy at this time. Near the end of October, many scholars from neighboring counties came to the county to watch Zhang Yuan and Zhang Yuan.

Some of Yao Fu's bettors came from Hangzhou hundreds of miles away. This shows how much attention this bet has attracted, and its influence has spread beyond the eight counties of Shaoxing Prefecture, not to mention Shanyin itself.

The people's hearts were in a state of excitement as if they were celebrating a festival. People could be heard talking about this matter everywhere in teahouses, restaurants, prostitutes, shops, markets, and streets. Naturally, Yao Fu's scandal spread widely, and as for Zhang Yuan,

He was praised as a young talent and a high-ranking disciple of a famous family. He was well-known for his prowess, and his blind chess and mental arithmetic were also promoted with embarrassment. Of course, many people expressed doubts about Zhang Yuan's three-month learning of eight-part essay and the requirement to write clearly and standardly, thinking that Zhang Yuan was too young.

You are frivolous, you shouldn’t make this bet with Yao Fu so hastily——

Zhang Dai also rushed back from Hangzhou to build momentum for his younger brother Zhang Yuan, because Zhang Dai was also a first-class food clerk in the county and was listed among the fifty-four students who were tested for Zhang Yuan.

At the beginning of the 29th day, Zhang Yuan was ready and freshly dressed. Accompanied by his brothers Zhang Dai, Zhang E, and Zhang Zhuoru, he went to Shanyin Confucianism at the foot of Wolong Mountain.

After several days of cold rain, today the clouds opened up, the sky was blue, and the warm winter sun made people feel relaxed.

The four Zhang brothers walked hand in hand, their robes and sleeves fluttering. There were people watching along the way. They admired the best son of the number one scholar. There are many talents. Some people encouraged Zhang Yuan:

"Master Zhang, you must win over Yao Heixin. Take off Yao Heixin's turban and see how he bullies others in the future."

"Mr. Zhang, my cousin is Min Xiucai among the fifty-four lives. He said that no matter how good Mr. Zhang's craftsmanship is, he will help you. Mr. Zhang, don't worry."

"Master Zhang..."

Zhang Yuan bowed and saluted all the way, with a graceful appearance and a spring breeze on his face. Of course, he walked slowly. Zhang Dai, Zhang E, and Zhang Zhuo had to stand waiting for him as usual.

Zhang E smiled and said: "Meson is so insidious. Once he comes up with this clever plan, he can defeat the enemy without fighting. It is extremely wonderful."

Zhang Dai said: "I read some of Jie Zi's craftsmanship yesterday. He is extremely sophisticated. Even without any clever tricks, he can defeat Yao Fu."

Zhang Zhuoru said: "I wonder what kind of questions that Yao Litigator would come up with to make things difficult for Jie Zi?"

Zhang Dai said: "He can't make random questions. Mr. Qidong and Sun Jiaoyu have the final say, so Yao Fu can't do anything wrong."

Seeing the momentum of the people along the way, Zhang E suddenly said: "Whether Yao Ligong will be too frightened to come, we must not ignore this."

Zhang Zhuoru said: "It's hard to say, Yao Fu has always been shameless."

Zhang E said angrily: "If that guy dares not to come and spoil my mood, I will never let him go."

In Zhang E's view, Yao Fu is the number one clown in today's academy drama, someone for people to laugh at and scold. How can this clown not come on stage? He said angrily: "I won't go to the academy now. I'll bring some with me."

If you go to Yao's house and Yao Fu doesn't come out, I will break in the door and drag him out."

When Zhang Yuan heard this, he hurriedly said: "Third brother, please don't be reckless. If you make a fuss like this, today's show will be ruined. Yao Litigation will definitely take the opportunity to cheat."

Zhang E widened his eyes and said, "What should I do if the turtle grandson is hiding in the house and can't come out? Isn't it a good show?"

Zhang Yuan said: "Third brother, don't be anxious. Let's see if Yao Fu can come out first. If he can't come out, third brother can gather some people in front of Yao Fu's house to yell at him. Don't rush to smash the door and smash it. It will only cause publicity and coercion. Mr. Hou County

He and Sun Jiaoyu are all waiting at the school office. If Yao Fu doesn't arrive, he will definitely send someone to help him. Yao Fu will not be able to withstand the pressure from these two parties and will come anyway. After all, he still has a chance."

Zhang E turned from anger to joy and said: "Jiezi, you are simply a Liuhou. The reincarnation of Wuhou is considered a dead man. Okay, I will take people to Yao's house to keep an eye on him. If he dares not come out to act, I will never spare him." He turned around.

He went back to Xizhang to gather his servants.

Zhang Dai said with a smile: "Yao Fu is riding a tiger and it's hard to get off this time. There is a Yan guest urging him to ride, so he will come even if he doesn't come."

The three Zhang brothers walked to Guangxiang Qiaotou outside the Shanyin County Academy. They saw that the gate of Confucianism had not yet been opened, and a large group of people had gathered in front of the Confucian Temple and the Academy. They were all from other counties and scholars from this county.

Son, Zhang Dai had many friends, they all bowed to each other and exchanged greetings, and introduced his clan brother Zhang Yuan to everyone——

The vendors were the first to take notice, knowing that there would be a lot of excitement in front of the Confucian Palace today. They all gathered here from the Dashan Temple. Mu Zhenzhen, who was selling persimmons, was among them. She did not come to meet him, but only looked at Master Zhang Yuan from a distance.

Two carriages stopped under the Gongsun trees by the Guangxiang Bridge. A middle-aged Confucian scholar got out of the carriage with two children. The other carriage did not move. The two children had their hair at the same level as their eyebrows and their hair in five colors at the back.

The silk is intertwined and braided. One is eight or nine years old, the other is five or six years old. Both children have picturesque features, lovely jade and snow, and are surrounded by several maids.

Zhang Yuan didn't pay attention to the two carriages parked at the other end of the bridge. He was talking with Huang Ting and Qi Biaojia. Huang Ting would return to Jiujiang in a few days——

A maid came over and saw Zhang Yuan chatting happily with someone, so she hesitated and did not dare to disturb him. Wu Ling saw it and thought the maid looked familiar. After thinking about it for a while, she remembered that she belonged to the Shang family in Kuaiji.

As a maid, Wu Ling tugged at Zhang Yuan's sleeve and said, "Young Master, someone is looking for you."

When Zhang Yuan turned around, the maidservant smiled and said, "Mr. Zhang, my two young gentlemen are here, and there is also my uncle over there."

Zhang Yuan took a look and saw at the other end of the Guangxiang Bridge, under the golden Gongsun tree, a black-bearded Confucian scholar holding two children. Although he couldn't see the faces of the two children clearly, he could guess that it was Shang Jinglan.

Sister Jing Hui was very happy. He would like to see little Jing Hui, but he wonders if their little aunt will come today?

Qi Biaojia also turned to look and said with an "ah" sound: "Isn't that Uncle Shang Shi?" He quickly walked over first.

Zhang Yuan hurriedly followed, and the maidservant followed him step by step. She originally had something to say to Zhang Yuan, but with Qi Biaojia around, it was hard to say it.

Qi Biaojia walked across the Guangxiang Bridge, went to the middle-aged Confucian scholar and saluted deeply: "Uncle Shang Shi, did you also come to see Zhang Jiezi gambling on eight-part guise? This is Zhang Jiezi."

Zhang Yuan quickly saluted and said: "Junior Zhang Yuan and Zhang Jiezi have met Uncle Shang."

This middle-aged Confucian scholar was Shang Jinglan, Shang Zhoude, the uncle of Shang Jinghui sisters. Shang Zhoude looked at Zhang Yuan with a smile and said: "He is indeed a young talent, determined and daring."

Zhang Yuandao: "Ashamed, this junior acted hastily and made Uncle Shang laugh."

Shang Zhoude smiled and said: "How could you be so hasty? You make a decision and then act. The outcome is determined early. I came here today to see your eight-legged technique. Wang Jizhong's disciple must have extraordinary skills."

Zhang Yuan was humble all the time.

Xiao Jinghui, who was standing next to her uncle, saw that Zhang Gongzi's brother had not spoken to her, so she stood on tiptoes and squirmed to attract Zhang Yuan's attention. She was chattering like a bird, but she didn't speak at this time.

Her uncle must have warned her not to talk nonsense before she came, so she just looked at those bright black eyes——

Unable to pretend not to know these two little sisters, Zhang Yuanzuo bowed his head and said, "Miss Jinglan and Miss Jinghui, they have always been kind."

Shang Jinglan said with a "hiss": "Master Zhang, please don't tell me anything, we are just boys."

Since her sister spoke first, Xiao Jinghui also said: "It doesn't matter if you tell me the truth, we are still children, uncle, right?"

Shang Zhoude smiled and said: "Children should talk less and just watch with their eyes."

Xiao Jinghui said obediently and sensibly: "I know, I want to be like my little aunt and only watch in the car."

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