When Zhang Yue arrived at Chen Mansion in a carriage, it was already after You hour.

At this time, many people have already rested early and are waiting for tomorrow's work.

But for the restaurant, there are still many drinkers and meals gathered in it.

But seeing two lanterns lit in front of Chen Xiang’s door, the familiar old servant Zhong Bo happily saw Zhang Yue and said, “Sanlang, the master and the wife are waiting for you. They all calculated that today is the day to release the test results.”

Zhang Yue was happy and ashamed, "I have been waiting for my husband and my master's wife for so long. Thank you for your uncle Zhong for leaving me with me."

"What's there to thank for?"

As soon as Zhang Yue entered, Chen Xiang heard the sound in the hall and asked, "How was Sanlang's exam?"

When Zhang Yue saw Chen Xiang, he immediately bowed and said, "Student thanked Mr., the teacher's kindness is as deep as a mountain!"

Then the master's wife also stepped forward and looked at Zhang Yue and said in surprise: "Sanlang, are you in high school?"

Zhang Yue bowed to his master's wife again and said, "When the master's wife says, the student will be lucky to be unfair, and he will be third in the High China Supervisory Examination!"

Chen Xiang was overjoyed when he heard this, "This is good, that's good. I'll say that your scriptures are better than policy theory, and policy theory is better than poetry. I was worried about your poetry before, but now it's third. It really makes me worry about it. Get up quickly!"

Chen Xiang wanted to help Zhang Yue, but saw that Zhang Yue was not moving.

Seeing this, the master's wife said, "It's time to go, you master and apprentice have a drink. Uncle Zhong goes to the alley to buy some fresh fish and fruits. Sanlang should not leave tonight. I'll pack up the guest room and sleep here. I'll go to warm up the wine first."

After the master's wife said that, she left first.

Chen Xiang looked at Zhang Yue and asked, "Do you have something to say?"

Zhang Yue said: "Report to the sir, the students' poems and essays are not written in 'e'."

"What?" Chen Xiang was a little surprised, "You mean you didn't write it?"

Zhang Yue lowered his head and said, "The student overestimated his abilities and let down the gentleman's kindness."

Chen Xiang was silent for a while when he heard this, then helped Zhang Yue up and laughed: "If you haven't written it, don't write it! Will I blame you? Come in and talk."

Zhang Yue didn't expect that he had been worried about for several days, but he gave Chen Xiang a word to reveal it.

Immediately the two of them went to the hall to sit down, and Chen Xiang said, "You can silently write down all the poems and essays on the subject in the science field, and I'll help you see."

"Yes, the students have already been silent." Zhang Yue immediately took it out of the poem bag he carried with him.

Under a glass lamp in the hall, Chen Xiang started reading Zhang Yue’s manuscript.

Zhang Yue sat in a regular manner, but saw Bo Zhong coming back with a fish weighing two or three pounds, and there were a lot of fruit candied fruits.

The master's wife took the fish and walked to the kitchen to cook. Bo Zhong turned around and locked the door, turned around and smiled at Zhang Yue.

Soon the fire rose in the kitchen again, and the fish was stewed in a large pot. The master's wife mashed the ginger and garlic into the mortar, and then put it in the pot and stew it. This is the cooking technique that the master's wife is familiar with.

The aroma of fish soup is transmitted to the tip of Zhang Yue's nose.

Chen Xiang said: "You have written this poem and essay well, and your strategy is excellent, so it is not surprising that you have this ranking. But your poetry ability is still lacking when you pass the test, but you still lack it when you go to the test. If you want to continue to do so, you must be cautious and be impatient. From today on, you must calm down and study."

Zhang Yue said: "Students remember it."

Chen Xiang looked at Zhang Yue and asked, "Tonight is the time when you are proud. I asked you to study here and study articles. Can you tell me the purpose?"

Zhang Yue said: "Sir is afraid that the students will be complacent."

Chen Xiang nodded and said, "That's right. You are only sixteen or seventeen years old now. Even if you are twenty-six or twenty-seven years old, your heart will not be settled. At this age, you are easily overjoyed and sad. If you are too proud, it is not a good thing. It's like having a sudden fortune on your body, which is difficult to keep. I have seen too many young talents who are proud of one day and fall to the bottom of the valley. They are so happy that they are so proud that they are so heavy. From then on, they don't know how much they weigh."

"I'm not talking about you. I'm young and am full of energy and I don't know the right way. I don't know how to understand this truth until I've been thirty-five or six years old. Nothing is for nothing. Since I've got it, I have to cherish it. The most important thing in studying is the strength. Once this strength is slackening, it will be very difficult to find it back in the future. I have told many people that many of them are your senior brothers, but if I can hear it, he will understand it if I don't listen. If I can't listen, it will be useless to say it."

Speaking of this, Chen Xiang sighed deeply.

Zhang Yue thought to himself, yes, what should be waved or what should be waved, and no one can stop it.

He kept Chen Xiang's words in his heart and said, "The students have been taught."

Chen Xiang said: "I will tell you again what is wrong in poetry and essays."

Zhang Yue immediately took back his mind and listened to Chen Xiang's lecture attentively.

Soon the master's wife had already stewed the fish and put it aside and smiled, "Don't lift the cover first, I'll give you warm wine. Three years of green and red wine."

Chen Xiang said: "There is no need to be warm in wine."

The master's wife said angrily: "I haven't seen you like this, my apprentices have ranked third in the exam. Outsiders will say you are so stingy."

Chen Xiang laughed, and the master's wife was strange while lifting the cover. Suddenly, the fragrance of fish soup filled the hall.

The master's wife put two bowls of fish soup on the table of the two. Chen Xiang raised the fish soup and smiled and said, "I will congratulate you on this fish soup for you. Don't think it's cold."

Zhang Yue raised the fish soup and smiled, "Students like to drink fish soup stewed by the master's wife the most. The teacher's wife is very kind, and the students will never forget it."

Master Chen Xiang laughed when he heard this.

Zhang Yue immediately took a sip of fish soup, and the ginger shredded fish covered the fishy smell just right, and his mouth was full of sweetness.

For him, this bowl of fish soup is better than countless delicacies.

The master's wife looked at Zhang Yue and asked, "I didn't add anything except ginger and garlic. It's very bland. I don't know if it suits your taste."

Zhang Yue remembered his feelings just now and couldn't help but say: "There is a joy in the world."

The master's wife savored it carefully and said with a smile: "What a saying, 'There is taste in the world, is the joy of the pure and happy'."

Chen Xiang thought to himself that although Sanlang's poems and essays are difficult to reach the level of a great man, sometimes the good sentences that he can get by hand are superb and really puzzling.

Tonight.

The Zhangjia Hotel next to Zhouqiao is very lively.

Sibo, who was standing in front of the hotel, came forward when he saw the drinker greeting him.

There are also countless singing girls dressed up in colorful clothes, some of whom are wrapped around her low strapless breasts, revealing a large area of ​​snow-whiteness.

There are also small feet wearing narrow socks and bow shoes. Many wine customers are blinded when they look at the narrow part of the crepe-headed arch shoes.

Wang Kui and He Qi are also in the restaurant. Wang Kui is also quite fond of his feet, but he doesn't like He Qi.

Now Wang Kui and He Qizheng are sitting with ordinary friends.

Wang Kui is now the Imperial College, so he has as many friends as he wants. But they naturally look down on those friends who are jealous or who are drunk or drunk.

They were dating tonight with wealthy and idle people in Beijing, and the yamen were not ordinary people.

Sibo is not a regular businessman on weekdays and stays in a restaurant all day long, specializing in serving rich people.

Don't think this industry is easy to mess around.

Ordinary Sibo just helps rich people run errands and make some hard-earned money.

The powerful Sibo is all smart and eloquent, and he talks nonsense when he sees people and ghosts. On weekdays, he specializes in these wealthy families, and goes wherever they are delicious and fun, so that they can ruin money in a lot.

Sibo also gained a lot of benefits from this.

Now in Zhangjia Restaurant, Wang Kui and He Qi’s table can be said to be a food and jade, and the furnishings are all kinds of flavors.

Many dishes, not to mention that Wang Kui has never eaten in his life, have never seen them. The wealthy people on the side always hold Wang Kui with words and words, and there are also a few Sibos playing tricks to help them liven up.

Two prostitutes wearing bow shoes and beautiful faces sat next to Wang Kui on the left and right.

A Sibo said to the woman: "This is Guoziyuan. Do you know what Guoziyuan is? You must accompany him today."

The two prostitutes laughed at him, then looked at Wang Kui affectionately, and then lowered their heads shyly again.

Wang Kui felt that the other party's jade feet could not help but touch his calves under the wine table. After a while, another pair of women's jade feet also came over, as if they had taken off their shoes.

Just as Wang Kui's soul was wandering outside the sky, the woman beside him handed a cup of wine to his mouth. A wealthy businessman smiled and said, "Wang Guoyuan is a huge amount, and he needs to drink three cups in a row."

Wang Kui couldn't push it, but he didn't want to push it, so he drank three cups in a row.

The prostitute on the other side seemed a little jealous when she saw it. She took a sip and put it in her lips, and crossed it to Wang Kui's mouth.

Wang Kui has never enjoyed such a situation in his life.

He had drunk flower wine in his hometown before, but he thought it was very vulgar. They were not as elegant as prostitutes in Bianjing.

He heard He Qi say that among the 1.5 million people in Bianjing, there were tens of thousands of officials, prostitutes, and at least more than 100,000 people who were good at compassionate or had a bad sex or gave up their livelihoods.

When he first arrived in Bianjing, the prostitutes looked at him in poverty and didn't even look at him, but now they could feel the enthusiasm of these prostitutes, which was half money and half the name of Guoziyuan.

It's so good to be a master.

Wang Kui drank a little too much wine, so he let go of his reserve. At this moment, he felt the prostitute's jade feet rubbing around him. With a thought, he grabbed Yingying's jade feet and pinched them hard.

Seeing Wang Kui and two prostitutes tangled together like a bond, everyone laughed, so they both drank and ate their own food, making it very lively.

After such effort, Wang Kui was already half drunk.

The businessman beside him said, "Guoziyuan is drunk. You have served me. You will remember them all in my account today. It doesn't matter. Guoziyuan and Brother He are my best friends."

Wang Kui felt so good at this moment. As for He Qi, who also took a prostitute and left, he glanced at Wang Kui and was so envious.

The autumn night is cold.

Zhang Yue had finished drinking the fish soup and, in the glazed lamp, followed Chen Xiang's instructions, carefully revised his article.

He Qi and Wang Kui were each lying on the woman's embroidery couch.

Huang Lu went to bed early in the Imperial Academy as before.

Fan Zuyu and his grandfather Fan Zhen arrived at the examiner Chen Zhu to thank him.

Han Zhongyan waited at home all night and finally reported to Han Qi, who had just returned home, that he had passed the exam. Han Qi asked a few questions lightly, but did not praise him, which disappointed Han Zhongyan, who had always longed for his father's recognition.

As for Sun Guo, Huang Haoyi and the two frustrated men tossed and turned on the bed.
Chapter completed!