Rise From the Humble

The three of Zhu Ping'an were proud of their spring breeze, and headed towards Xu Jie's mansion all the way, passing West Chang'an Avenue on the way, and the gate of Yan's Mansion on West Chang'an Street was still full of traffic and crowded. 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 talent of the second place in the test is far better than that of 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 was equally disdainful towards the Yan Mansion.

"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 made a clear guess about the whole story, then looked at Zhu Ping'an worriedly and asked.

Wang Shizhen did what she could to help Zhu Pingan to see if Zhu Pingan was injured. She 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, and his skin was shaking from being touched. He didn't like to pick 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 porter, and waited at the door for the pass. 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. Zhu Ping'an and the others are asked to enter by themselves.

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

Sitting in the main seat, it must be Xu Jie. "Disciple Zhu Ping'an (Zhang Siwei) (Wang Shizhen) pays homage to his master." Zhu Ping'an and the others entered the front hall, knelt down in the manner of disciples meeting their master, and said in unison that they were paying homage to their master. Zhang Quan's disciples 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. No need to be polite, please get up quickly." Xu Jie stood up from his seat, walked to Zhu Pingan and others, and stretched out his hand to provide support.

"Thank you, sir." After thanking Xu Jie, Zhu Ping'an was the first to get up, followed by Zhang Siwei, and finally Wang Shizhen.

When he got up, Zhu Pingan scanned the front hall. Besides Xu Jie, there were two other people in the front hall. One knew him, and the other saw him for the first time. The person he met was the most powerful man in the Ming Dynasty. It was Yang Jisheng whom he had met when he first entered the capital. Just like the first time he met him, Yang Jisheng was sitting there in a dark blue cloth robe, looking upright. Like an edged 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 Pingan also nodded and returned the courtesy. 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 man should be the most handsome person Zhu Pingan has seen since he came to Ming Dynasty. To describe him as a handsome man is not enough. 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 seems like a person who achieves great things has a hint of leadership style.

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 guy is sitting down, and there is no pleat. It's not obsessive-compulsive disorder or something.

The strange thing is that Zhu Pingan's first impression of this man was that he was very dignified 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 are all talented people. Stop standing and sit down to talk." After Xu Jie waited for Zhu Pingan and others to stand up, he waved his hand for Zhu Pingan and others to take their seats.

"Thank you, Master." Zhu Ping'an and the others thanked them 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 just that you are handsome, that you pay attention to grooming, that it’s just that you have obsessive-compulsive disorder, but you actually put on balm? Why do you have this preference?

If it weren't for the majestic and majestic demeanor of this man, Zhu Ping'an would have almost ordered a curry for him to be gay.