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Chapter 85: Appreciation of Learning

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"Haha, on the night of Yuan Dynasty in the prosperous world, it must be a good story for a bachelor to teach a boy..." Seeing Hu Guang finish speaking, Zheng Fantai, who was also said to be a minor official, stood up.

Dozens of dancers came up carrying trays, each with a tall luminous cup.

"Glow-in-the-dark cup of grape wine, come, young people, drink from this cup and thank the bachelor for his teachings!" He stood up with the wine glass and toasted to the bachelor Hu with a smile.

Hu Guang drank it all in one gulp, with a satisfied smile on his face. He even felt that it would be good if Xie Jin never came out, and he could still satisfy the addiction of the leader of the literary world.

Zheng Fantai also drank the wine in one gulp. The two of them looked at each other and smiled, looking at the group of young people and urging them to drink up the wine in one go.

All the scholars were flattered and drank it all in one gulp, and Wang Xian was no exception. Only Yu Qian, who was standing beside him, did not pick up the wine on the tray.

"Young man, everyone has drank, why are you the only one who hasn't touched the glass?" Zheng Fantai asked.

"Reporting to Sir, the primary school students are still young and my father strictly prohibits drinking." Yu Qian saluted. Although he was facing the governor of a province, he still said calmly: "Please forgive me, Sir."

"Hahaha..." Zheng Fantai took a closer look and saw that this young man was only fourteen or fifteen years old. He had red lips, white teeth, and handsome eyebrows. He couldn't help but say with fondness: "It doesn't matter if you have a drink. If your father asks about you when you get back, just say yes."

Zheng Tang asked him to drink it, but he dare not blame you."

"Primary school students don't dare to disobey their father's orders," Yu Qian still shook his head, "and they don't even dare to use the elder to coerce his father."

Zheng Fantai was a little embarrassed, coughed twice and said: "This little brother has a very strict upbringing, good thing, good thing."

"What a bird!" The big man with the beard laughed at him. He was Tang Yun, the commander of Zhejiang Province, the hero of Fengtian's peace, and the hereditary and irreplaceable Xinchang Bo. How could he put a bunch of civil servants in his eyes? He laughed and teased.

: "This boy obviously looks down on you, Lao Zheng!"

"Primary school students never meant this." Yu Qian hurriedly defended, "It's just the rules set by my father. I have to abide by them..."

"The rules have been changed today!" Tang Yun actually came out personally, picked up the luminous cup from the tray, put it to Yu Qian's mouth, and said with a evil smile: "If you don't drink, I will throw you into the West Lake and drink until you're full!"

No one doubts the authenticity of Tang Yun's words. This murderous king would always tie up the Japanese pirates with stones and sink them to the mouth of the Qiantang River without questioning them.

Yu Qian calmly met Butcher Tang's gaze, took the wine glass with both hands, put it back on the tray, and bowed deeply.

All the eyes on the boat were focused on Yu Qian, making him feel uncomfortable all over, but he remained motionless.

"Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?" Tang Yun stretched out his big hand like a cattail leaf fan, pinched Yu Qian's chin, and asked coldly.

"Afraid." Yu Qian replied calmly.

"How dare you?" Tang Yun's voice was dark and his eyes were cold, making people shudder.

"Might cannot yield." Yu Qian said a few words.

"Hmm..." Tang Yun snorted heavily and stared at him fiercely. Yu Qian looked at him fearlessly.

"Hahahaha!" After a long time, Tang Yun looked up to the sky and laughed, patting Yu Qian's shoulder with his big hand, "Good boy, you can't do it even if you say no, even nine cows can't pull it back. I also had this temper when I was young. Yes, in the future

If you want to achieve great things, you must have this determination!"

This made everyone feel relieved. They were really afraid that Xin Changbo would get angry and kill this kid, and then this grand event that showed peace and tranquility would become a joke.

Wang Xian looked on and sighed to himself, he is worthy of being the future prime minister of the Ming Dynasty. He has been the protagonist since he was young... Little people like us can only look up to him in various ways.

While he was thinking wildly, he suddenly saw a fierce gleam in Tang Yun's eyes and screamed inwardly. Then he heard him laugh evilly and said: "But before you take on a big responsibility, you have to learn something that saints don't teach you. I will teach you today."

..." As he spoke, he raised his big hand with a cattail leaf fan and gave the weak scholar a hard slap, knocking him to the ground like cutting wheat straw. "What do you mean by 'a good man doesn't suffer the consequences of his eyes'!"

In the midst of the uproar, Tang Yun retracted his hand, and without looking at him again, laughed and sat down, saying to the middle-aged black-bearded man on his left: "Mr. Hu Ge, do you think I taught you a lesson?"

The face of Mr. Hu Ge suddenly became ugly. Tang Yun was clearly referring to Sang Shuhuai and was mocking him! Hu Guang was a super winner in his life. He was the top candidate in the imperial examination and served as an official and first assistant, but he was not looked down upon by others.

It's just a lack of moral integrity, it's so unethical...

Over there, Zheng Fantai hurriedly smoothed things over and said: "Uncle, you are really as knowledgeable as a child." He waved his hand and asked someone to help Yu Qian down to rest. Then he smiled and said: "Everyone, please take a seat, tonight we will

Let’s celebrate the Lantern Festival together!”

"Thank you, Sir." Under the guidance of the maid, everyone sat down at the newly added table.

After they sat down, the music started again, and the dancers came out gracefully and danced gracefully.

After sitting down, the students were not satisfied with the delicacies and turned a blind eye to the dance. They were all thinking about how to get close to those rare big shots. Otherwise, wouldn't this opportunity be wasted?

Wang Xian was not interested. He felt that for the big shots, the so-called poetry criticism was just an entertainment episode. After that, they would naturally ignore these students. Don't take the so-called 'celebration together' seriously, it is just for you to have a meal.

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Then you can enjoy your meal with peace of mind. There are so many good things that you have never seen before, and I am afraid that you will never eat them again in this life. Wang Xian concentrated on eating and didn't pay attention to the eyes of those scholars. It is the duty of a small official.

The advantage of being a small official is that he doesn't have to be as sour as the scholars...

But while he was eating, his eyes glanced at Mr. Hu Ge's table from time to time. The man who seemed to be a Jin Yiwei was still standing behind him, but he was looking at the cruise boats on the lake absentmindedly, as if he was yearning for it.

Last time, Wang Xian discovered that this guard was really a big deal. This time when he saw his childish behavior, Wang Xian couldn't help but be even more surprised. Seeing him with a beard and a black iron tower, how could he be a mentally retarded man? Besides, he looked like a black iron tower.

A mentally retarded person can become a royal guard and still perform such an important task?

At this time, if the man was aware of it, he looked towards him warily. Wang Xian bared his teeth and smiled at him. The man was stunned for a moment, smiled back at him, and then turned his head.

How could this be a Jin Yiwei... How could there be such an inconspicuous Jin Yiwei? Wang Xian shouted in his heart, who is he? How can he make Hu Guang so restrained!

While he was thinking about it, he suddenly saw that all the scholars around him stood up and saluted. Wang Xian calmed down and found that it was the Taoist scholar from Zhejiang who came over with a wine glass. He quickly stood up and saluted as well.

"Let's all sit down." Xu Tixue said, and also sat down next to Wang Xian, and asked him: "Is the food delicious?"

Wang Xian wanted to stand and reply, but he pulled him to sit down. He quickly sat upright and said, "I'm sorry to say this, this is the first time I've tasted such delicious food."

"Then eat more..." Xu Tixue said with a smile: "Actually, there is no need to worry at this moment. You won the jackpot of Master Hu today and will soon become famous. Are you worried that no one will treat you to dinner? "

"The villain is scared." Wang Xian said hurriedly.

"Relax," Xu Tixue said with a smile, "Just think of it as chatting with the elders at home, don't treat me like a provincial student." Even so, he emphasized the last four words very seriously.

"The villain dare not."

"Look at your potential." Xu Tixue chuckled and said, "Let me ask you, what are your plans for the future?"

"Go back to the county and continue to be my clerk." Wang Xian replied honestly, but he was secretly wary. What was he going to do?

"Do you plan to be a scribe all your life?" Xu Tixue asked calmly.

"Sir, you are right. Who wants to be a petty official for the rest of his life?" Wang Xian smiled bitterly and said, "But there is nothing we can do. The whole family is still waiting for the rice to be cooked."

"That's it..." Xu Tixue held back his words of persuasion for a while, and then said after a long time: "Even so, people can't just look at what they see. To be honest, the subordinate officials are morally corrupt, and there is almost no one who does not take bribes and bend the law. If you sink in this way for too long, you will inevitably get some bad habits."

"The villain thinks so too," no matter what he thinks in his heart, it is the right thing to listen to Xu Tixue first. Wang Xian said respectfully: "Please give me some advice!"

"Leave the public life and concentrate on studying!" Xu Tixue twirled three strands of his long beard and said as if he was a teacher: "Birds of a feather flock together, and people fall into groups. With your talent, you shouldn't be mixed up with a group of humble subordinates. Yes. We still need to get to know more good teachers and friends, so that we can make progress."

"That's it..." A look of disenchantment appeared on Wang Xian's face, but in his heart he scolded Xu Tixue as a pig. Do you know how difficult it is for me to make a fat man? I will live by it in this life. But you let me Resign! If you resign, will you support my family? "But the cost of studying is too high, and I really can't afford it."

"I have some friendship with the principal of Xiling Academy in Hangzhou, and I can let you in for free." Xu Tixueru said, "You just need to study with peace of mind."

"The old man fell in love by mistake, and the little man felt deeply about it." Wang Xian was moved and said with tears in his eyes: "But the little man can't agree immediately because he has to ask the county master!"

"That's natural." Xu Tixue nodded slowly and said, "Do you need me to write a note for you?"

"It shouldn't be necessary. I just need to tell you what I want." Wang Xian shook his head and said, "Sir, I have an unkind request..."

"Tell me." Xu Tixue nodded.

"After the beginning of spring, the Yellow Book will be re-edited once every ten years. Our county magistrate attaches great importance to it. I have been preparing for this all winter. If I change people rashly, I am afraid that there will be inconsistency and major events in the county will be missed." As he spoke, he sincerely clasped his fists and said, "I beg you, sir, to agree to let the students fulfill their wishes and leave the county with a clear conscience!"

Xu Tixue secretly calculated, and there was still time, so he said less eagerly: "I have also developed a love for talents, so I will tell you a few more words. As for what to do, that is your own choice. Others can help you." No more."

"Yes..." Wang Xian secretly wiped his sweat, thinking that he was so worried that he dropped the errand...

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