Chapter 830 One after another, the generals in Confucian shirts (seeking
Chapter 830: Generals wearing Confucian shirts arrived one after another (please subscribe and vote)
From the royal family and princes to ordinary officials in Beijing, they are all fortunate enough to come here to have banquets and enjoy the rare palace jade liquor and delicious food.
General Xin Mao, Ren Yaxiang, Shangguan Yi and Wu Xiangshou also rarely gathered together, and several officials who also came from poor families formed a small circle.
Due to their low official status, they are naturally not qualified to drink and have fun in the Tai Chi Hall or on the platform outside the Tai Chi Hall.
These officials could only enjoy the services of the palace maids and eunuchs in the huge square where they used to conduct palace examinations.
At this moment, an official from a poor family had a look of admiration on his face.
"I stayed up for two nights in a row, but I still couldn't think of a suitable second line. By the way, the four of you are familiar with Cheng Taichang. Do you have any news?"
Ren Yaxiang immediately became happy and took a sip of grape wine.
"We are familiar with each other, but these days, as the Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching, I really don't have time to go to Cheng Taichang for advice."
"But having said that, whether you are a student of Guozi Studies or Taixue.
The common people like us from poor families are not very good at dealing with them, so it is a pleasure in life to see them suffer."
"Brother Ren, what you said makes sense. Come on, come on, I'll toast to Brother Ren." Everyone couldn't help but feel happy and raised their glasses to Mr. Ren Yaxiang.
"To be honest, although General Cheng and his family abandoned literature and joined the military, General Cheng and Cheng Sanlang are willing to be friendly to me and other poor men.
Among the high-ranking officials in our dynasty, this is extremely rare."
"Yes, there are probably only a handful of civil servants in the court who are not from aristocratic families."
"But there are only a few people who are willing to support the poor disciples, alas..."
"That Cheng Taichang was able to write the Three-Character Classic, as well as that stirring and heart-warming couplet to encourage learning, shows how brilliant his talent is."
"It's a pity that I don't know if the Cheng University founded by Cheng Taichang can teach other things besides medicine.
If he can teach you some knowledge, I would really like to recommend my relatives and friends from my hometown to become my teacher to Cheng Taichang."
"This statement is very consistent with my opinion. A talented person like Cheng Taichang can write the Three Character Classic to enlighten school children.
It would be no problem to let him teach and educate people..."
The discussion among these colleagues made Shangguan Yi feel moved. He glanced at General Xin Mao and saw the look he was giving him.
The two looked at each other and smiled, then simply stood aside and started whispering in a low voice.
After just chatting for a few words, Shangguan Yi nodded. "How about, if I see Cheng Taichang later, Brother Yu, I will talk to Cheng Taichang first?"
General Xin Mao believed it to be true. "It makes sense, so let's mention it first and let Cheng Taichang..."
Xin Mao's originally calm expression instantly became very strange, his eyes bulged, and he subconsciously changed his words.
"Brother, we'd better disturb Cheng Taichang some other time. I'm afraid today is not the right time..."
Shangguan Yi, who was stroking his short beard and narrowing his eyes, thinking about what kind of words Cheng Taichang would use, glanced at General Xin Mao in confusion.
Seeing the extremely shocked expression on the other party's face, he subconsciously turned his head to look, and couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.
Then he saw the mighty Cheng Yaojin dressed in Confucian robes, walking in a square step, with a lion's head and eyes, and a fierce light walking in front.
Three tall and powerful young men followed behind them in a very low-key manner, especially Cheng Chubi, the good-looking person in charge of the old Cheng family.
This handsome youngster from the Cheng family was walking between the two brothers, with his head bowed deeply. He always felt that such an appearance was too embarrassing for a girl.
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At this moment, more and more officials rushed to the Tai Chi Hall in groups.
Such a scene really caused many officials present to point their fingers in this direction.
"What's wrong with General Cheng today? He actually wore a Confucian shirt to attend this Mid-Autumn Festival banquet?"
"Haha, dear brother, you don't know that what General Cheng likes to talk about the most is abandoning civility and joining the military.
If he had not become a famous general, I am afraid that he would have had a place among the famous officials of the Tang Dynasty."
These words immediately provoked a burst of snickering from everyone around, but everyone laughed more reservedly and covertly, after all, the notorious General Cheng was not something they could afford to offend.
Even among the dignitaries of the Tang Dynasty, how many people could offend this family?
When several civil servants saw the arrogant and arrogant figures of the Cheng family father and son, they couldn't help but complain.
"This old guy, I don't know what kind of evil moth he is going to make today. Why doesn't Your Majesty restrain him?"
"Who allowed this shameless old man to give birth to such a talented son who is so favored by the emperor?"
"Okay, please give way quickly, there's another one coming over there, be a good boy..."
"W-what's going on? Why is General Yuchi's outfit so eye-catching today?"
"???" Several civil servants stared dumbly at Yuchi Gong who appeared not far behind them.
I saw that General Yuchi, who had an unhappy and sinister black face, was actually wearing a Confucian shirt today.
On the contrary, the brothers Yuchi Baolin and Yuchi Baoqing behind him were more normal and seemed to be shy.
He is not as thick-skinned as the Cheng family, and is a bit far away from their biological father.
"Over there, isn't that Li Ji and Li Bingbu? Li Bingbu is wearing a Confucian shirt. This, this makes sense.
But what is the expression of General Qin? He has a straight face and is wearing a Confucian shirt? What does this mean?"
"Damn it... Niu, Niu, that General Niu is also wearing a Confucian shirt? What happened today?"
The honest and honest Niu Jinda stretched his neck vigorously and muttered with a black line on his face.
Qin Qiong rolled her eyes helplessly and uttered something in a low voice.
"Haha, if it weren't for... ugh... if it wasn't for that bastard's temptation, who the hell would dress like this?"
At this time, Li Ji, who was wearing a Confucian shirt, reminded the two old brothers unwillingly.
"Two, two, Lao Cheng, this is so that our brothers can earn face for me and other ministers of martial arts. What's wrong with wearing Confucian shirts?
Hey, I said, guest master, why are you walking behind so secretly?
We brothers have agreed before that we will advance and retreat together, and we must not have stage fright on our own.
Is it possible that a warrior like Xiongtai on the battlefield is afraid of those gentlemen?"
"Okay, okay, let go, I will leave on my own." Master Li also looked regretful at this moment that he had boarded the pirate ship.
She was wearing that Confucian shirt with some frustration and looked a little awkward when walking. It was fine for others to notice.
However, if my brother Li Jing sees me pretending to be a gentleman, tsk tsk...