Chapter 350: Gao Zhang Burns Paper, Cai Yao Writes Fu (Part 1)
Chapter 350 Gao Zhang burned paper and Cai Yao wrote a poem (Part 1)
Author: sunny
Chapter 350 Gao Zhang burned paper and Cai Yao wrote a poem (Part 1)
"Give me a purple robe?!"
Both Gao Zhang and his biological father Gao Qiu heard a high-pitched voice.
The father and son both shuddered, and when they turned around, they saw Mr. Huang standing at the corner not far away with a look of disbelief on his face and his hands covering his face.
Fortunately, Mrs. Huang finally realized that there were too many people in the backyard, and immediately coughed twice, showed a gentle smile, and waved to Gao Zhang frequently.
"Zhang'er, what are you doing standing there in a daze? Why don't you come to your mother quickly..."
Gao Qiu patted Gao Zhang's shoulder lovingly, turned his head, and glanced at the surrounding Gao family members and Lu Qiandao.
"Let's go, wait for the good students to practice, don't slack off. Lu Yuhou, please supervise me for your hard work."
"No!" Everyone responded in unison like soldiers taking orders.
Then, he regained his dumbfounded expression and stared blankly at the master Gao Qiu leading the young master Gao Zhang away.
"Did you hear something just now? The young master actually received a purple robe and a goldfish bag from an official..."
"The purple robe and the goldfish bag are the robes and accessories that only ministers of the fifth rank and above are qualified to wear."
"Young master, brother Fu'an, do you think there is a possibility?
In just a few years, our young master will be able to replace Prime Minister Cai and become the ruler of the dynasty?"
Hearing the discussions among the companions around him, Fu'an, as the prince's confidant, raised his chin with great confidence, his face full of pride.
"Don't worry, there's no problem at all. It's just a matter of time. It might only be three to five years."
Lu Qian on the side wiped his face silently. This seemed a bit bragging, but Lu Qian felt that it was really possible.
At this moment, the one who was most shocked was none other than Li Bangyan, who had recently joined Gao Zhang's long-term follower team.
These days, he has been trying hard to keep a low profile, but as a traitor in history, he naturally has a much better brain than the average person.
Facing this eleven-year-old child prodigy, Li Bangyan felt that even if he really entered the officialdom, if he met this...
I was afraid that I might be tricked at some point without knowing it. I really underestimated the heroes of the world.
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"No matter how you look at it, I think our Zhang'er is capable and upbeat, don't you think so, husband?"
At this moment, Mrs. Huang was picking up a cup of tea and drank it in one breath.
On the side, Gao Zhang wiped the saliva on his face with resentment, feeling that his mother's stormy intimate behavior just now really made him unable to support himself.
Gao Qiu, who was standing by, saw his son's resentful expression and almost lost control of himself.
He quickly coughed a few times, filled another cup of tea for his wife Huang with his own hands, and then sighed with satisfaction.
"It's only been a while now, but our Zhang'er has already started to obey Zi. I'm afraid he's the only one in this dynasty who has such ability for more than a hundred years."
"Even Lu Mengzheng during the Taizong period was still not as good as him."
"Who allowed our Zhang'er to receive the blessings of our ancestors? Even the government officials favored our Zhang'er very much, and they were promoted to official positions one after another."
"By the way, husband, what rewards did Cai Liulang and Tong Dalang get?"
"Those two were given scarlet robes and silver fish bags. Compared with our Zhang'er, they are really far behind."
After hearing this, Mr. Huang nodded matter-of-factly.
"That's right. Our Zhang'er is the one who saves money in provincial examinations and is the top candidate in imperial examinations."
"Those two boys were both born in the same Jinshi class. To be able to get to where they are today, speaking of it, the officialdom depends on the reputation of their fathers.
At the same time, it’s not because our Zhanger is kind-hearted and likes to share the credit equally..."
Looking at this mother Huang who feels from the bottom of her heart that her son is the most beautiful boy in the world.
In addition to pretending to be cute and cute, Gao Zhang could not even say something self-effacing, and would still be refuted strongly by his mother Huang.
Forget it, forget it, it's going to rain and my mother wants to praise her, no one can stop her.
The family of three was chatting happily, and at this moment, the housekeeper Fukang entered the house with a head full of stinky sweat.
Mrs. Huang stood up directly and asked the butler Fukang, "How are you doing? How much did you buy?"
"Back to Madam, I went to look for four or five stores, and then I brought back two carts of scented paper candles..."
"???" Gao Zhang and Gao Qiu both looked at Mr. Huang in shock, who looked obviously dissatisfied.
"What do you want to do, mother?"
Gao Zhang couldn't help but wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, tugged on his father's sleeve and asked in a low voice.
"Needless to say, it's just what you think."
Gao Qiu helplessly smiled at his beloved son Gao Zhang and answered in a low voice, fearing that his wife would hear him.
"Husband, our Zhang'er has won the favor of the officials again. She has received many rewards. She also wears a purple robe and a goldfish bag."
"Should we also burn some incense paper candles for our ancestors and ancestors, so that they can be happy together?"
Mrs. Huang had already turned her head, moved lightly in front of Gao Zhang, stretched out her hand, and pulled up her own son, who had beautiful features, red lips and white teeth.
"Child, what are you doing lazily? Let's go to the ancestral hall with mother. Remember to burn more incense paper candles for the ancestors, so as to make our ancestors of the Gao family happy."
Gao Zhang wanted to make money but didn't dare, so he could only turn his head, hoping that his father could persuade his mother who liked to burn a few knives of paper money to smoke and smoke for her ancestors.
All he saw was that his biological father, Gao Qiu, stood up, took his other hand, and waved his hand with great enthusiasm.
"Let's go together. Father also thinks it's time to announce the good news to our ancestors."
"..." Gao Zhang's eyes suddenly darkened, and he really didn't know what to say.
I don’t know how our ancestors would feel when they felt the incense being smoked day and night. Are they happy? Or are they holding on? Or are they so incense that they can’t open their eyes?
Gao Zhang could only reluctantly be dragged towards the ancestral hall by his delighted father and mother, and burn it, as I wanted to do anyway.
At worst, I can just bite the bullet and act cute and coquettish to my mother, and then I can go back to the house and sleep so I can grow taller.
When he saw the sacrificial supplies that were almost piled up into a small mountain in front of the ancestral hall, Gao Qiu couldn't help but wipe his cold sweat and made a suggestion.
"Madam, if your husband thinks it should be uneven, let them take it to the tomb and burn it."
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In the room, Cai Laoliu was sitting in front of the desk, looking at the four treasures of the study placed in front of him. At this moment, his face was full of uncontrollable excitement.
Being famous is good, and if you become famous, you will definitely get benefits.
Look at this royal-grade pen. It feels good to the touch and will definitely be very comfortable to write with. The inkstone, the ink pad, and the rice paper are all of top quality.
This made Cai Laoliu, who felt that he was talented and knowledgeable, feel that if he didn't write something, he would really be sorry for the treasures that the government had given him.