Chapter 1682

Bai shandai replied, "we two come from the Bai family in Longzhou."

Mr. Zhuang also slightly sideways introduced man Bao who followed him and said with a smile, "this is my eldest disciple Zhou man."

The middle-aged scholar was stunned.

He didn't recognize Mr. Zhuang, but he heard of Zhou man.

The story of a gentleman and two younger martial brothers in Zhou man is also widely spread in the capital.

Zhang Chen felt his arm hurt again and couldn't help looking over them at the circumference standing behind them.

Man Bao looked up at his eyes inexplicably. He looked puzzled. How did he walk and don't walk?

Zhou man is still very famous in the capital. In fact, Bai Shan is also famous, especially among the literati. They occupy loyalty, righteousness, benevolence and filial piety. He didn't expect to meet them.

Zhang Chen saluted and met them again. When he found a place to sit down at the top of the mountain and put down drinks and snacks, he sighed with several people: "I took part in the next en test. At that time, I lost the list. I thought the autumn list could have a chance. Who knows, I still can't, alas..."

Mr. Zhuang comforted him: "although there are two subjects in a row this year, there are many people taking the exam. Brother Zhang doesn't have to be too discouraged."

Zhang Chen listened to this kind of comfort more, shook his head and said, "I'm not in this year, and I may not start the exam again next year. If I wait another two years, I'll be older."

Mr. Zhuang smiled, "no matter how old you are, can you still be as old as me?"

Zhang Chen looked at the energetic Mr. Zhuang and looked at the three teenagers sitting on the other side of the mat. He sighed even more, "how can I compare with you? If you have such an expert, it's worth not going out of office all your life."

Although Mr. Zhuang felt that he was right, he also heard a sense of depression. He opened his mouth and did not persuade him again.

He raised his hand and offered him a glass of wine.

They sat for a while. Mr. Jiang and others finally came up the mountain. When they saw Mr. Zhuang's four teachers and disciples, they smiled and said, "I guess you went up the mountain. It's true."

They didn't take one more Zhang Chen they didn't know. Anyway, climbing the mountain on the Double Ninth Festival is to climb the mountain, see jing'er, drink and be happy at the bottom of their heart.

The three older ones are carefree, while the three younger ones are carefree. Zhang Chen is the only one who is depressed and frustrated and sits aside.

Mr. Jiang and others also brought wine. Seeing that he seemed to be in a bad mood, he simply raised his hand and drank him.

Everyone stayed on the mountain until the evening. Zhang Chen got drunk directly and was finally carried down by Daji and Mr. Jiang's entourage.

The carriage staggered back to Beijing. The three of man Bao rode on their horses and ran after each other to the capital. After leaving the carriage for a long distance, they turned their horses and ran back. They enjoyed this and that.

They are too young to understand Zhang Chen's disappointment.

Besides, no matter man Bao, Bai Shan or Bai Erlang, they don't think it's very important to be an official in the world.

There are too many things people can do in this world. Being an official is just a choice.

On this point, they even look more open than Mr. Zhuang, who has experienced wind and rain.

Mr. Jiang put down the curtain, took back his eyes from the window, and smiled with Mr. Zhuang, "your three disciples look better than ever."

Mr. Zhuang smiled and said, "they have grown up, too."

Mr. Jiang sighed sadly, "you can see that they have grown up, but I am an apprentice. Looking at me, I am getting older day by day, but the children in my family have not made any progress."

Mr. Chen said with a smile, "I have to listen to your envy every time I see it. My ears are going to cocoon."

"Don't you envy? You don't envy you to say less in private“

Mr. Zhuang laughed, waved his hand carelessly and said, "just say it. I don't care."

"If you envy you, you naturally don't care." Mr. Jiang thought of something, turned around and looked in his luggage, found a bound manuscript and gave it to him, "this is my recent practice of calligraphy. I think Bai Shan's calligraphy is very good. Let's see if he wants to copy it."

Mr. Jiang's handwriting is very famous. It is said that even the emperor has a collection. Mr. Zhuang immediately took it and thanked him for Bai Shan.

Mr. Jiang shook his head and said, "I can't receive such good disciples in my life. I can only look at them with envy. I'm satisfied to give directions."

When he returned to the city, Mr. Zhuang sent Zhang Chen lying in his carriage to the inn.

Mr. Jiang raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile, "why don't you take it home? After all, if you are a scholar who can take part in the imperial examination, you still have some skills. Maybe you can be accepted as an aide. "

Mr. Zhuang shook his head and said with a smile, "I'm a nine grade junior official. What staff do you want? It's just reading in Chongwen hall and telling the prince some scriptures. "

He said: "man Bao doesn't need it any more. She is a imperial doctor. She only treats the sick and saves people, writes medical books, and doesn't need advisers who give advice. As for Bai Shan and Bai Cheng, they are too young to be an official."

Mr. Chen said bluntly, "I thought it was because you didn't like him."

He smiled and said, "I think his words have the meaning of defection, so I filled him with wine. I thought you would push the boat along the river and take people back. Even if this staff is stable, who knows you don't have this intention."

Mr. Zhuang shook his head, smiled and looked out of the window. His three naughty disciples ran back from a distance, laughing.

He said: "different ways do not conspire with each other, not to mention that people's intention is not on our teachers and disciples."

The fear lies in the prince behind them.

Mr. Jiang naturally thought of it. After all, he was a good friend. He couldn't help caring, "are you all right in the east palace?"

Mr. Zhuang smiled and nodded, "Your Highness is becoming more and more humble, so we all have a good time."

It can be said that the whole court saw the correction and improvement of the prince's character. This time, the Emperor invited the elderly and ministers to dinner, and the prince was the one who poured wine with a pot.

Without his irritability in previous years, and his previous jobs were OK, although the imperial historian wrote to impeach him every once in a while, it was not a big deal, and he rarely scolded the ministers in the court.

So the ministers headed by Wei Zhi also liked the prince today. Everyone had a palace banquet with Meimei, and then someone mentioned King Gong's return to Luozhou.

King Gong has stayed in Beijing for too long. It's time to go back to Luozhou. You can't keep people under house arrest in the palace all the time, can you?

The emperor pondered and thought of the Queen's opinion. He shirked the matter and said that today is Chongyang. Everyone only respects the elderly and doesn't talk about state affairs.

Wei Zhi, who opposed King Gong's return to Luozhou, was a little relieved.

King Gong is in the capital. If he is kept in the palace all the time, he will naturally stay in the capital; When the emperor wants to let him out one day, let's go back to Luozhou.

As long as he is under house arrest in the palace, there is not much he can do.