Ning Lang looked at Qin Muqing and said, "Cousin, when did you get married?"
Qin Muqing said: "Not long ago."
Ning Lang looked at Qin Muqing and saw that she was extremely beautiful. He secretly sighed that it was a pity. If he had known that there was such a cousin, he would have definitely gone to Yunmeng Mansion this year to win over this cousin.
Looking at Jiang Han, although he is not ugly, he looks ordinary sitting next to Qin Muqing.
Moreover, from just now to now, Jiang Han has not refuted his sarcastic remarks, which shows that this person is weak and useless.
This further confirmed Ning Lang's suspicion: Jiang Han's poems were probably bought by Ning Guofu in order to build momentum for his son-in-law.
Maybe he just wanted to use those poems to climb onto the big ship of Zhongli Wuyou, but it was a pity that Zhongli Wuyou eventually confiscated Jiang Han as his disciple.
Ning Lang then thought about it. Although his cousin was already married, Jiang Han looked weak. Why not find a reason to keep his cousin in the house tonight...
Judging from Mu Qing's cousin's delicate appearance, she is probably a girl who is easy to bully. The Ning family is so powerful that she does not dare to resist anything she does.
As for Jiang Han, just find a room for him to live in, and he won't dare to say anything.
Ning Lang quickly figured everything out in his mind, raised his glass and said with a smile, "Jiang Han, I'd like to toast you."
"Brother Ning." Jiang Han raised his glass and pretended to drink.
Ning Lang put down his wine glass and said: "Jiang Han, although the business of your bookstore is good, you can't be a businessman after all. Although you have made money, it is nothing in the eyes of those literati. If you can pass the examination and become a scholar, you will still be a scholar." Okay, but you're not even a child, how can you get into the eyes of a great scholar? To put it bluntly, I'm afraid you're not even qualified to go to the Dragon Boat Festival."
Ning Ya said: "Sister Mu Qing, Jiang Han, don't blame my eldest brother for speaking harshly. This is the fact. Without a literary degree, no one will look down on him. Look, although I am ranked tenth in the provincial examination, I still have to take part in the Spring Festival next year. , otherwise it will be difficult to get ahead.”
Qin Muqing quietly grabbed the chair under her, making a few rattles, and one of the mahogany chair legs was ripped off by her.
Jiang Han quickly held her hand and said with a smile, "That's what the two brothers said."
Ning Lang didn't realize that Qin Muqing was on the verge of getting angry, and continued: "Jiang Han is doing business outside, and it's a bit embarrassing to mention it. Why don't I give you an idea? You sell Sanyu Bookstore to me, and I'll give it to you." Let's fight for it and let you work as an official in the Yamen. It will be more respectable than doing business. Who can you meet if you open a bookstore? If you go to the Yamen, you can meet some noble people."
At this moment, the servant outside the door hurriedly came in: "First Young Master, Second Young Master, someone is coming outside the door!"
Ning Lang frowned and said, "Didn't you see me having dinner with my cousin and cousin's husband?"
"Yes, it's from Qingqiu Hall..."
As soon as the servant finished speaking, more than a dozen people broke into Chunxiang Garden and headed inside.
Ning Lang raised his head in displeasure and saw a group of people walking towards here.
The leader was two men and one woman. The woman was wearing a long palace dress. She had a dignified temperament and a pretty appearance, but she was Wanhua, the incense master of Qingqiu Hall.
Ning Lang was immediately surprised. Wan Hua was not only the disciple of the great scholar Gu Qingqiu, but also from a great family. His status was so noble that even he, the eldest son of the Ning family, could not compare with him.
Looking at the two people next to Wanhua, Ning Lang was even more shocked.
The one on the left is wearing black clothes and has a long and thin figure, but it is Hong Yuan, another disciple of Gu Qingqiu.
The person on the right is very noble, and the clothes he wears are all customized clothes from the Jade Clothing Store, but he is Li Zhongqiu, the eldest son of the Li family.
The Li family ranks among the top three families in Kyoto.
As the saying goes, an iron-clad aristocratic family and a flowing dynasty were backed by such a large aristocratic family. Li Zhongqiu's status was still higher than that of Wanhua.
The people behind the three people were all wearing Qingqiu Hall's clothes, and they should all be people of high status in Qingqiu Hall.
It is usually difficult to see any of these three people, but today they all appeared in Chunxiang Hall, immediately making the two brothers Ninglang and Ningya look at each other in confusion.
Seeing the three people walking towards them, Yan Su's eyes lit up and she said, "This...isn't this the incense master of Qingqiu Hall? Master Ning Lang, are they here for you?"
Ning Lang, who was originally shocked, was stunned when he heard Yan Su's words. He came for himself?
Wait, it’s really possible!
Last month, he accidentally composed a poem, which he thought was extremely good. After reading it to Yan Su's father, he also praised it repeatedly.
So Ning Lang found a relationship and sent it to Qingqiutang, hoping to be included in Qingqiutang's poetry collection.
If he can be included in the collected works of Qing Qiutang, he might even be recommended to the "Collected Works of Dayu".
Now that he saw the three incense masters from Qingqiu Hall coming together, Ning Lang immediately thought that it might be his poem that Qingqiu Hall fell in love with.
Otherwise, why would you come to me?
Seeing the three incense owners getting closer and closer, Ning Lang's heart was beating wildly. Could it be that his poem was so good that it alarmed the three incense owners?
It’s really fucking possible!
After all, even Yan Su’s father was full of praise after reading that poem!
"Yes, it's my poem!" Thinking of this, Ning Lang couldn't help but said.
When Ning Ya heard this, she also showed a look of surprise: "I really came to see my eldest brother!"
He had read his elder brother's poem, and it was indeed well written. Unexpectedly, the incense masters of Qingqiu Hall actually came over in person, and there were three of them!
Liu Qingrou reached out and poked Yan Su, and whispered: "Your elder brother Ning Lang is the real talent! Even the incense master of Qingqiu Hall has come to see him!"
Yan Su looked triumphant and said, "But Brother Ning Lang is third in the provincial examination. How can he compare to his son-in-law who is not even a boy?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Li Zhongqiu, Wan Hua, and Hong Yuan entered the room, and then walked towards Jiang Han.
Hong Yuan took the lead to go up, patted Jiang Han's shoulder hard, and said with great enthusiasm: "Junior brother! Why didn't you tell me that you came to Kyoto? I can prepare a banquet for you!"
Jiang Han was stunned for a moment, junior brother? When did I become your junior brother?
At this time, Wan Hua also spoke, his eyes filled with water: "Junior brother Jiang Han, have you forgotten? Our teacher Gu Qingqiu is going to accept you as his disciple in Yunmeng! If you are willing, the senior sisters will definitely welcome you!"
Jiang Han was confused, what are you talking about? Did Gu Qingqiu say that he would accept me as his disciple?
besides,
Are you serious about greeting each other?
Do I need a spring to repay you?
"This... you are..." Jiang Han said.
"My name is Wan Hua, the incense master of Qingqiu Hall. Junior brother, why don't you go back to Qingqiu Hall with your senior sister now? Senior sister wants to talk to you all night long." Wan Hua's voice was soft and charming, as if there was a hook.
At the same time, Ning Lang, Ning Ya, Yan Su and others were all stunned, with confused expressions on their faces.
what's the situation?
Junior brother?
Jiang Han is Gu Qingqiu's disciple?
