Wang Yuan was reading the historical materials on the management of the Yellow River in past dynasties. Huang E and Xia Chan ran in and said, "Second brother, look at the Su embroidered necklace that Concubine Zhuang asked the internal officials to send."
Xia Chan exclaimed: "Master, she is so beautiful. She is a carefully selected tribute."
Wang Yuan smiled and put down the scroll, took Su Xiu and looked at it, nodded and said: "It is indeed a work of art."
Huang E picked out the most beautiful one and said, "Make this one a Zhong family headdress and give it to sister Ling'er, so that my father and mother can take it back to Guizhou."
Wang Yuan was inexplicably moved and took Huang E into his arms: "Mei'er, you have a heart."
Huang E pursed her lips with a sweet smile, and said again: "Here are three more, one for grandma, one for sister-in-law, and one for little sister."
Wang Yuan didn't know what to say, so he could only hug his wife tighter.
Xia Chan curled her lips next to her, obviously feeling unworthy for the young lady. Why should she give away good things everywhere? Anyway, the Wang family are all in Guizhou, and they will all go back when spring warms up, so there is no need to deliberately please her like this.
The couple talked about love for a while, then Wang Yuan took Huang E to the garden and said with a smile: "Mei'er, what do you think this is?"
Huang E touched the swing with a happy face: "Is it specially made for me?"
Wang Yuan nodded and said: "Yes, I will go to Shandong to regulate the river in two days. If you are bored at home, you and Xia Chan can come here to play on the swing. I also bought a few small balls. You can also play Cuju when you have nothing to do. .”
Huang E immediately climbed onto the swing and said with a smile: "Chan'er, come and push me!"
Wang Yuan said: "I'll do it."
"Ah, be gentle and it will fly!"
"Madam, stop pretending, you used to be a better person at home."
"Nonsense, I don't have it!"
"Oh, I seem to have said the wrong thing."
"Cackle, cluck..."
The master and servant bickered for a while, Huang E flew higher and higher on the swing, and laughter like silver bells sounded from time to time in the garden.
After sweating a little from playing, Huang E came down to rest. Xia Chan couldn't wait to stand up and play by herself.
They are all teenage girls who are very playful and can play a small game for a long time.
After the laughter, Huang E went back to the room to get a set of casual clothes, and helped Wang Yuan put it on with his own hands. He also tied a sachet for her husband, hung up the jade pendant neatly, and carefully inserted the jade hairpin for a long time.
This is the difference between singles and married young people.
Wang Yuan used to dress casually when he went out. Now he takes care of himself meticulously, and even brings a sachet with him for the first time. All of these were carefully packed by Huang E.
Huang E took Xia Chan and walked Wang Yuan to the door, then said with a smile: "Second brother, come back early."
"I don't have to, just go home after drinking." Wang Yuan said in a happy mood.
This time we went out not to drink wine, but to celebrate the departure of our colleagues.
After being admitted as a Shujishi, he was supposed to study in the Hanlin Academy for three years, but he often graduated in two and a half years, which was called "disbanded".
After graduation, jobs will naturally be assigned. Those with excellent grades will stay in the Hanlin Academy, second-ranked Jinshi will be editors, and third-ranked Jinshi will be reviewed. Those with worse grades will be assigned to the Sixth Subject, the Sixth Department and the Metropolitan Procuratorate. Again, they can only When he is released, he should be the magistrate of the state.
If a Shujishi graduates but is sent to a prefecture or county magistrate, there will only be one reason: he has offended someone!
This has been the case since the middle of the Ming Dynasty. Their predecessors were much worse. In the early Ming Dynasty, most of the Shujishi were sent out to magistrate the state and county.
Wang Yuan rode into the city, followed by Yuan Da, and headed straight to the restaurant.
"Scholar Wang!"
"Wang Erlang is here!"
"Wang Erlang, is "A Chinese Ghost Story" almost finished?"
"..."
In the restaurant, people he knew and people he didn't know greeted Wang Yuan one after another.
Wang Yuan clasped his fists in return and took his seat on the second floor. Almost all his friends were here.
The three roommates who once lived together in the dormitory of the Ministry of Industry, Xu Chengming and Zhang Bi, all stayed in the Hanlin Academy to work as editors. Zhang Chong, who came to Beijing by boat together, was assigned to work as a clerk in the criminal department. The others
They are not very familiar with each other, Wang Yuan has only met them a few times, but it is worth trying to win over and make friends with them.
In another time and space, among the people in front of me, there were several cabinet ministers and ministers!
For example, Sun Chengen, who stayed as editor of the Hanlin Academy, served as an official in the Jiajing Dynasty and became the Minister of the Ministry of Rites. Unfortunately, he was dismissed by the emperor because he did not wear the Taoist robes awarded by Jiajing. It was a very strange loss to lose his official position.
In addition to Wang Yuan, Tanhua Yu Ben also came. Because they were the first among the Jinshi in the same discipline to enter the Hanlin Academy.
As for Yang Shen, let’s not mention it. This old man is arrogant and prefers to deal with those who were Jinshi in the third year of Zhengde. Even those who were Jinshi in the sixth year of Zhengde don’t like him very much. He can’t even try to curry favor with him. Who can let him be?
The chief minister's son.
"Brother Ruoxu, let's host the banquet." Xu Chengming said.
Wang Yuan waved his hand and said: "To celebrate the closing of the hall today, I will not overshadow the guest."
Xu Chengming ranked first in the graduation exam, and he was generous with his wealth. He was very popular among the Shuji scholars in this year. After a few refusals, Xu Chengming hosted the banquet. He didn't talk about poetry and songs, but just drank and boasted.
"good!"
In the lobby downstairs, bursts of cheers suddenly came.
But it was a blind storyteller, who was telling the storytelling version of "A Chinese Ghost Story": "I saw the tree demon grandma, opened her mouth, and her tongue swelled in the wind, and in an instant it was more than twenty feet long. That long tongue was the tree demon.
The practiced magic weapon is soft and tough, can break through the ground, and can go around trees and through forests... Puff, puff, puff, puff, there was a sound, and our scholar Ning Caichen was entangled with a long tongue... Yan Chixia bit her fingertips.
, draw the talisman with blood in the void, and chant the magic formula: the heaven and the earth are infinite, the universe borrows the law... Yan Chixia's sword turned into two, two into three, and three into infinity, and the sky and the earth were filled with sword light. It was his habit
The unique magic of sword immortals from ancient times: Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect!"
Countless diners were fascinated by what they heard. Some people took on the role of Ning Caichen and fantasized about meeting a beautiful and kind-hearted female ghost one day. Some people took the role of Yan Chixia and fantasized about relying on magic to act chivalrously and slay demons in the world.
magic.
Everyone upstairs was attracted by the cheers and quieted down to listen. The storyteller seemed to have his own speaker, and his voice was not loud, but the diners upstairs could hear it clearly.
Zhang Aoshan, who was appointed as the censor of Zhejiang Province, asked curiously: "Brother Ruoxu, who is the author of "A Chinese Ghost Story"?"
Liu Kui from the military department said with a smile: "Of course it's Brother Ruoxu himself. Didn't you see that the story happened in Guizhou?"
The Hanlin Academy reviewed Zhang Yanqing, who obviously had also read Acta Physica Sinica. He said: "A Chinese Ghost Story was narrated by one person and compiled by another person. If Brother Xu was the one who dictated it, I wonder which great talent compiled it?"
Wang Yuan's dictation only told the general plot dryly.
Huang E is the real author. He added a lot of poems and songs to the book, and polished the details very wonderfully. Although he was only fourteen or fifteen years old, Huang E's writing became more and more mature, at least it seemed to be written by a young talent.
Wang Yuan shook his head and said: "The person who cataloged it does not want to be named."
"It's a pity that we can't see each other again," Li Ke said with emotion to Huang Chen during the incident.
The Hanlin Academy reviewed Wu Hui and said: "It must have been done by a certain official. He was afraid that the omission of his name would affect his reputation."
Wang Yuan smiled and said nothing.
They are still talking about storytelling downstairs, but they have been drinking for three times upstairs.
"Snapped!"
There was a sudden sound of banging on the table next door, followed by a heated argument.
"How can the moon be a round ball with craters?"
"Who says it's impossible? The Qintianjian Star Observatory has its own Ten Thousand Mile Mirror. If you don't believe it, go and have a look tonight!"
"Not everyone can go to the Star Observation Deck. You are making such bold claims here, and we can't confirm it."
"I still want to prove it to you!"
"How do you prove that?"
"My master, Bachelor Wang, once taught me the secrets of optics. Tomorrow I will find a craftsman to grind the water essence to create a magical mirror. If you are not convinced, then we can admire the moon at night and see what the moon's true face looks like."
"Scholar Wang is a scholar of heaven and man, so he can naturally create a magical mirror. How can you, a scholar who failed in the provincial examination, do it?"
"My teacher, Bachelor Wang, once said that everyone can learn the way of physics, and everyone can understand it. It is the way to understand the laws of heaven through physics. I am a disciple of the school of physics. As long as I master the secrets of optics, how can I not create thousands of miles?
Divine Mirror? Please wait and see!"
"You're crazy. You said that the moon is a sphere with pits. Then you said that you can lift Mount Tai. You also said that the earth is also a sphere and you can come back from the east if you go straight to the west. You're talking nonsense, it's extremely funny!"
"Am I so funny? I think you are the frog in the well!"
"..."
When Wang Yuan heard the noise next door, he couldn't help but laugh happily. Physics was spreading more and more widely, and some people actually wanted to build their own astronomical telescope.
Coupled with the storytelling of "A Chinese Ghost Story" downstairs and the football league that attracted people in the capital, Wang Yuan had already left a deep mark on Beijing in the Ming Dynasty.