Chapter 78: Wenhan Building, the Palace Hosts a Banquet
At this time, the sun was setting in the west, and Gu Changsheng did not continue to practice. After resting for a while, he heard a knock on the door from outside.
"coming."
Gu Changsheng opened the door, and Bai Wan came over with a smile, followed by a strange young man. Looking at Gu Changsheng, he also smiled gently: "Junior Brother Gu, this is the first time we meet, but I have already heard about him for a long time."
"Thank you for the compliment, senior brother. It's too much, senior brother."
Gu Changsheng was a little confused, but he still politely thanked him.
"This is Senior Brother Zhang Yue, our senior senior fellow in the Arts Department at Nankang Academy. He heard what you said from me, Junior Brother Gu, and came here specifically to see you."
Bai Wan quickly explained.
Gu Changsheng suddenly understood, and Zhang Yue also smiled and nodded, and said enthusiastically: "Junior Brother Gu's words really made me sigh with emotion."
As a senior disciple in the art discipline, Zhang Yue has been studying at Nankang Academy for five years.
Generally speaking, after entering an academy, if you don't want to leave, you can always stay and study in the academy as long as you can afford to pay the tuition. But in fact, not many people do this.
Confucianism cultivators, unless they are hermits, must practice in the world so that they can quickly accumulate cultural aura and sharpen their awe-inspiring righteousness.
Generally speaking, academy students often leave the academy after five to six years, when their accumulation is sufficient.
Whether it is to take part in the imperial examination, or to serve as a staff member of the feudal officials or state leaders, it is more than enough.
And Zhang Yue happened to be stuck at this point in time.
In addition to focusing on practicality in academics, Confucian scriptures are indeed a bit weak, and it is difficult to pass the imperial examination.
Therefore, after graduating from academies, Confucian students with academic skills often choose to work as staff masters in the offices of local officials, in order to accumulate experience and connections.
After all, when these local chief officials become magistrates and prefectures, they are qualified to directly submit letters and recommend their staff to serve as local officials.
It can be regarded as a way to become an official.
However, Zhang Yue traveled to various counties in Nankang Prefecture during this period, and it can be said that he saw a lot of the changing world.
Many local officials were quite respectful when they knew that he was a student of Nankang Academy. However, when they found out that Zhang Yue majored in surgery, they suddenly changed their faces, even if they could barely maintain their formal etiquette. , but that kind of contempt for details.
Zhang Yue could sense it clearly.
The more so.
Gu Changsheng's words made Zhang Yue more impressed. After all, the status of Gu Changsheng in front of him was much higher than those of the local county magistrates he had seen!
Gu Changsheng didn't know much about these things, but he could feel the kindness and respect in Zhang Yue's eyes, which made Gu Changsheng a little embarrassed.
This senior brother is a bit too enthusiastic.
"Boys should also protect themselves outside."
Silently reminding himself, Gu Changsheng deliberately walked closer to Bai Wan, and the three of them walked together towards the venue for tonight's cultural gathering, the famous restaurant in Nancheng, Wenhan Tower.
Wenhan Building is not very high, only five floors, but it is quite exquisitely designed, with elegant and delicate architectural style, which makes it eye-catching.
The servants and miscellaneous servants downstairs are constantly shuttling around, greeting guests and sending them off. In addition to being enthusiastic, they are also able to suppress their voices and intonations, so that they don't make people feel noisy, but they also prevent guests from being left out.
Gu Changsheng secretly admired it.
No wonder the senior fellows from the academy chose this place to set up a literary club.
"I have met Mr. Zhang and Mr. Bai. I think this is the new sage in our Nankang Mansion. I have really admired his name for a long time."
In front of Wenhan Tower, a middle-aged man who was different from other servants in green clothes and hats, wearing a green shirt and a white jade ring, looked at Gu Changsheng and the others in the distance, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he hurriedly raised his hands to greet them.
"Teacher Sun has a good eye, go and report it, and say that our junior brother from Nankang is here!"
The head of the Sun Hall nodded quickly and quickly went in to announce: "Nankang Academy, Mr. Zhang, Mr. Bai, Mr. Gu!"
After saying that, a maid quickly walked out of the building and led the three of them into Wenhan Tower.
As soon as he stepped into Wenhan Tower, Gu Changsheng suddenly felt enlightened.
It turns out that the five floors in front of Wenhan Building are just an exterior view, but inside, there are unique houses, with mountains and hills rising up to the fifth floor.
Five houses were stacked up to form a five-story building. However, it was extremely delicate and did not look bloated at all.
Even Gu Changsheng couldn't help but marvel at such an idea.
While admiring the beautiful scenery.
The three of them, guided by the maid, walked towards the venue of the cultural gathering, the [Pingyun Pavilion] on the third floor.
"Junior brother, today's literary meeting is not just for you to catch the wind."
As the three of them walked, Zhang Yue couldn't help but remind him in a low voice: "The fifth floor of Wenhan Building has the best scenery, but tonight, we only booked the third floor. Junior brother, do you know why?"
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Gu Changsheng raised his eyebrows: "Could it be that our Nankang hospital master covered the upper two floors?"
Even though Nankang Academy is full of students, every one of these students is a top-grade literary cultivator. The lowest is a tenth-grade cultivator, and the highest, like Jiang Xue that Gu Changsheng saw, is a genuine seventh-grade literary cultivator and martial artist.
The status of such a person in Nankang Mansion will never be low, and those who can suppress them are only limited to a small area.
Sure enough, after hearing Gu Changsheng's answer, Zhang Yue smiled: "Although it's not the case, it's almost the same."
"It's our Nankang master who is hosting a banquet here for several great scholars from Nankang. It is said that it is for the imperial examination!"
As he said that, Zhang Yue's expression became serious.
"So, little junior brother, although the literary meeting is to welcome you tonight, junior brother, you must not be too dissolute. If you really want to drink, you can wait until tomorrow and let's go back to the academy!"
Bai Wan next to me also said repeatedly: "Exactly, junior brother, you must not be careless, and you must act cautiously and treat others with courtesy."
Having said that, Bai Wan herself felt a little depressed.
This cultural gathering was originally for students from Nankang to welcome their junior brother.
But after we decided on the location, we happened to catch up with the government official to entertain the scholar, not to mention that it was a huge disappointment.
"Fortunately, we have taken the third floor, which is still one floor away from the mansion. Otherwise, we would have discussed changing the date."
As Zhang Yue said, the three of them had already arrived in front of the house on the third floor.
Before they could stand still.
In the distance, a helpless voice came: "Senior Brother Zhang Yue, do you mean to blame me for poor arrangements?"