Rise From the Humble

  Chapter 337 The First Meeting in the Xu Mansion

  Zhu Ping'an and the three were proud of the spring breeze, and headed all the way to Xu Jie's mansion. On the way, they passed West Chang'an Avenue. The gate of Yan's Mansion on West Chang'an Street was still full of traffic. Zhu Pingan briefly told Zhang Siwei and Wang Shizhen about the last time he won Huiyuan and was invited to a banquet by Yan Shifan. As for the matter, as for the fact that I inadvertently saw Yan Lan, the second lady of the Yan Mansion, out of the bath, I will skip it with the spring and autumn style of writing.

"Hehehe, no wonder there have been rumors in the capital that this year's selection of scholars will be unfair. Many people say that the second place in the test is far more talented than the first place Huiyuan. Ouyang Zishi is Yan Song's nephew, and it is normal for Yan Fu to make a name for Ouyang Zishi by doing this!" Zhang Siwei swept Yan Fu, who got off the bus, and smiled disdainfully.

   "A nest of snakes and rats." Wang Shizhen also disdained the Yan Mansion very much.

"That's right, Yan Maoqing, the deputy chief examiner of this exam, is the backbone of the Yan Party. I think Yan Maoqing's appointment as the chief examiner of this exam has something to do with Yan Song. I think he intends to choose Ouyang Zishi as the member of the committee. The organization is exhausted. Clever, but I didn't expect you to win the meeting because of the thick quilt. The plan failed, and I'm afraid it will be blamed on you. I heard that Yan Shifan is not a good stubble, cunning and cunning. I think Yan Maoqing will be able to take the test for this meeting Examiner, Zihou, are you alright?" Zhang Siwei stroked his chin and thought for a moment, then guessed clearly what happened, and then looked at Zhu Ping'an worriedly and asked.

  Wang Shizhen did what he could, and tried to see if Zhu Pingan was injured. He was worried that Zhu Pingan would be tricked by Yan Shifan and others at the Yan Mansion banquet last time.

   "Stop it, I'm fine." Zhu Pingan hurriedly avoided Wang Shizhen's hands, his goosebumps trembled from being touched, and he didn't like picking up soap.

   "They want Ouyang Zishi to be famous, I just want to satisfy them, it's just a false name." Zhu Ping'an doesn't care about reputation at all.

"Oh, Zihou was wronged. Zihou was quick and talented. When he arrived at the Longtan Tiger's Den in Yan Mansion, the situation forced that Ouyang Zishi to be more beautiful than before. He was wronged." Wang Shizhenjue's Zhu Pingan was comforting the two of them. , sighed, and complained for Zhu Ping'an.

  Uh, you really think too much, I really didn't take it seriously, Zhu Pingan looked at Wang Shizhen who seemed to feel the same way, and didn't know what to say.

The three of them walked from the residence of Yan Song, the chief minister of the cabinet, to the intersection, then turned right at the intersection, crossed two streets, and arrived at Huaishu Hutong. Walking along Huaishu Hutong, the third house is Xu, Minister of Rites. Jie's mansion, Xu Jie's mansion is also an ordinary official's house, although it is magnificent, it is far from Yan Song's mansion.

  When the three of Zhu Ping'an arrived in front of Xu Jie's mansion, several students happened to come out from Xu's mansion together. Zhu Ping'an and the others slightly bowed their hands to several people, and these people also bowed their hands in return, nodding their heads and passing by. These people also paid homage to Xu Jie just now.

  When they arrived at the gate of Xu's mansion, Zhu Ping'an and the others handed over the disciple's thorn and salute to the concierge, and waited at the door for the concierge to pass it on. Not long after, the concierge invited Zhu Pingan and three people into the mansion, and a person who looked like a steward led Zhu Pingan and the three into the Xu mansion. They walked around the small garden and walked through a corridor to the front hall of the Xu mansion. The steward stood in front of the hall. Please ask Zhu Ping'an and the other three to enter by themselves.

The three of Zhu Ping'an entered the front hall, and saw Xu Jie sitting on the main seat. In Zhu Ping's eyes, Xu Jie was a very kind uncle, about forty years old, very fair, not tall, with a mouth The smile on the face gives people a very kind feeling.

   Sitting in the main seat, it must be Xu Jie. "My disciple Zhu Ping'an (Zhang Siwei) (Wang Shizhen) pays his respects to the master." The three of Zhu Ping'an entered the front hall, then knelt down as disciples greeted the master, said in unison, and presented the master with respectful hands. Zhang Quan folded his disciples and stabbed him. Kneeling under others is necessary. Zhu Pingan, who was kneeling on the ground, slandered the evil feudal society in his heart, but of course he was very respectful on the surface.

   "You are all the future pillars of the country, there is no need to be polite, please get up quickly." Xu Jie got up from his seat, walked to Zhu Ping'an and others, and stretched out his hands to help.

   "Thank you, sir." After thanking Xu Jie, Zhu Ping'an got up first, then Zhang Siwei, and finally Wang Shizhen.

  By standing up, Zhu Pingan scanned the front hall, and besides Xu Jie, there were two other people in the front hall. One knew him, and the other met him for the first time. The man I knew was the most fierce man in the Ming Dynasty, and it was Yang Jisheng, brother Yang, whom I had met when I first entered the capital. Just like the first time I met him, Yang Jisheng sat there in a dark blue cloth robe, upright, Like a sharpened sword. But at this time, Yang Jisheng looked preoccupied.

  When Zhu Ping'an was the first to get up, Yang Jisheng recognized Zhu Ping'an, slightly surprised, and nodded slightly to Zhu Ping'an.

  Zhu Ping'an also nodded in return. Besides Yang Jisheng, there is another person in the front hall. If Yang Jisheng is a sharp sword, then this person is like a city, unfathomable.

  In fact, when seeing Wang Shizhen and Zhang Siwei, Zhu Pingan felt that they were standard handsome guys, and they would definitely be able to act in idol dramas in modern times. However, compared with the person sitting in the front hall, he is still a bit inferior.

   This person should be the most handsome person Zhu Ping'an has seen since he came to Daming. It is not enough to describe him as a handsome man. The standard Ming Dynasty hair bun is wrapped in a white jade crown. The combination of handsome facial features is impeccable. His eyes are sharp and energetic, and he has a handsome short black beard. It looks like someone who has achieved great things, with a faint leadership demeanor.

But I feel that this person seems to have obsessive-compulsive disorder, he probably pays great attention to grooming, his hair is combed very neatly, not a single hair is messed up; his clothes also look brand new, and there is not a single crease , You must know that this buddy is sitting, there is no crease, it is not obsessive-compulsive disorder or something.

  The strange thing is that Zhu Pingan's first impression of this person is that he is very powerful and unfathomable. This kind of feeling is very strange. I felt this way at the first sight, but I can't help it. Things are so strange. The first time I saw this person, the signal reflected from the brain was like this.

   "You and others are all talented people, stop standing, sit down and talk." Xu Jie waved Zhu Pingan and others to sit down after the three of them got up.

   "Thank you, sir." The three of Zhu Pingan thanked quickly, and then sat on the chairs at the bottom of the front hall. Zhu Ping'an was sitting closest to that person, and after sitting down, he smelled a faint fragrance of cosmetic powder, moved his nose slightly, and confirmed that it was coming from the person next to him.

  Uh, no, it’s okay to be handsome, to be groomed, to have obsessive-compulsive disorder, but you still put on balm? How come there is such a preference.

  If it weren't for the majestic and majestic demeanor of this person, Zhu Ping'an would have ordered a curry for gays in his heart.

  (end of this chapter)