As soon as the imperial envoy left, all the people around him gathered around.
Everyone looked at the gift given by the emperor.
An old woman sighed: "This blue robe is so beautiful."
"What's the blue robe? Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand! This is an official uniform! Mr. Xu has become an official!" The old man beside him looked very knowledgeable.
Needless to say, the color of Zhongjing's crown uniform is indeed very nice, but he is not an official uniform, nor is it an ordinary blue robe.
The Zhongjing crown is the ancient Xuan crown. The crown is straight and made of black gauze. The two mountains are arranged at the back. The top of the crown is still square, with three beams slightly raised in the middle. Each is pressed with gold thread and edged with gold. The gold is removed from the fourth grade and below, and the edges are edged with light-colored silk thread.
This set of crown uniforms was created by Emperor Zhizheng, and its original intention was to distinguish between officials and civilians.
At first, according to the emperor's intention, this was another kind of clothing worn by the ministers of cultural relics at all levels to distinguish the common people. It would not be wrong to say that it was an alternative official uniform.
But in recent years, in order to show their status, candidates and supervisors have worn this kind of clothes in excess of the regulations, causing this kind of clothes to lose their status.
But because Xu He's suit was given by the emperor and was to be recorded in the "Records", it was naturally not comparable to those over-the-counter Zhongjing crown suits.
At least wearing this outfit gives me some real status.
But...that's all.
Xu He looked at the clothes, cloth and silver in the tray, and secretly cursed Emperor Zhi Zheng for being such a picky person.
But he thinks it's nothing, but others don't think so.
For example, Xu Luan witnessed the whole process of Xu He's manifestation in front of others, and he almost fainted with jealousy.
"Dad, it's just a Zhongjing suit. What's so great about it? Why don't you even bother to wear it? It's embarrassing to wear it out!"
Surprisingly, his father, who was usually as hostile to Xu He as himself, was staring blankly at the plaque next to the incense table, apparently not hearing what he said.
After a while, the crowd gradually dispersed, and the servants of the Xu family were packing up the things they had moved from Dazong.
Xu Dai stepped forward and looked at Xu He with a complicated expression: "Tomorrow I will ask the craftsmen to hang this plaque with "both cultural relics" in the ancestral hall!"
In this year and month, the imperial court awarded plaques, which was a matter of honoring the ancestors.
Since Xu Songzhong was a Jinshi and a plaque was hung in the ancestral hall saying "Jinshi and his rank", no good news has been reported to the ancestors for more than 30 years.
Xu He bowed and said, "Listen to your second uncle!"
Xu Dai nodded and said: "You will go see your uncle soon. Your uncle will be very happy to know the news!"
After saying this, his eyes turned red, but he didn't want to behave like this in front of his juniors, so he turned his head and went out alone.
When Xu Luan saw this, he shouted "Dad" and stopped chasing him.
Things at home were over, and Xu He didn't want to go to his uncle's place to attend the lengthy announcement ceremony. He was about to go out to visit Xu Song at Xu Mansion in Fenghuang Dun, but unexpectedly a timid little head stuck out from the door.
Xu He discovered that this little guy was the child of the Wang family just now, so he smiled and waved to him: "Why are you standing at the door? Come in!"
The little guy looked behind him timidly, and the next second, a haggard young woman came out from behind the door.
When the woman entered the house, she knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Xu He, crying and saying "benefactor".
Xu He was very anxious when he saw this, so he went up to help her, but when he thought that this was not the future, men and women were different, he could only stand and persuade her to get up.
The tiger-headed little guy looked at his mother kneeling on the ground, and he also kowtowed to Xu He in the same way.
Fortunately, Mrs. Xie saw this and came over to help mother and son. She also patted the dust off their legs thoughtfully. While patting them, she said, "Zhang family, what are you doing?"
Only then did Xu He realize that Mr. Xie actually knew the other party.
The woman cried and told the remaining female relatives in the courtyard what had just happened.
Xie's eyes immediately turned red when she heard this. She thought of how her husband never returned and how her orphaned and widowed mother was bullied by the Huang family.
The neighborhood women who helped clean up the yard also wiped away tears.
After finally regaining her composure, Ms.
Mrs. Zhang thanked her profusely and prepared to leave with her children.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, the tough-looking little boy suddenly pulled his mother and said, "Mom, I want to study with Brother Xu and become an official. If anyone dares to bully you in the future, I will avenge you just like Brother Xu did today!"
The little guy's childlike words suddenly diluted the faint sadness in the courtyard.
A group of female relatives, including Ms. Xie, praised the little guy for being sensible and able to support the family in the future.
Only Mrs. Zhang Wang was moved by the scene and was in great pain while holding her son.
Xu He saw that he was only about eight years old this year, and he was only in the first grade of elementary school. He didn't expect him to be so sensible.
And just now, for his own sake, this little guy rushed out of the courtyard to stop Li Chaozi and others from taking him away.
Thinking of this, Xu He knelt down and said gently: "You want to study?"
The little guy clenched his chubby little fists and said seriously: "Brother Xu, I want to study and become an official like you."
Xu He smiled: "Big brother is not an official! But reading can teach you!"
The little guy was stunned when he heard this, and turned to look at his mother. His mother had always instilled in him the idea that he could become an official by studying, but why didn't Brother Xu become an official after studying?
Such a complicated problem has been circling in his little mind for a long time, but he still can't think of a reason.
Xu He smiled again and said, "What's your name?"
The little guy held his head high and said proudly: "My name is amazing. My father paid my husband to name it for me. My name is Zhang Sanrang!"
"Three concessions!" Xu He pondered for a long time and nodded: "Your father did not spend the money unjustly. "Rituals" says: Three bows to the rank, three concessions."
The little guy looked confused: "Brother Xu, what do you mean?"
Xu He laughed loudly and said, "This is telling you to be humble and polite!"
In fact, there is another meaning here. If the emperor is compared to the master of the country, the gentleman who named him wanted to make Zhang Sanrang a figure that the emperor would invite three times.
However, these were still too profound for a child, so Xu He did not explain much.
He smiled: "Since you want to study with me, you have to endure hardship. If you don't obey me, I will tell your mother!"
After hearing this, Mrs. Zhang was so moved that she knelt down and kowtowed to Xu He again. Her family was just an ordinary family of county government servants, and their life was very hard. From her perspective, as a woman, Xu He, who even the emperor knew, was willing to take over. Her son is studying, which is simply a good thing that the Zhang family's ancestral graves are smoking.
Facing Zhang Wang's gratitude, Xu He smiled slightly.
He would help the poor as much as he could. In addition, he saw Sanrang, a little boy with a tiger-like head and a cute brain, so he let the little kid study with him.
Mrs. Zhang Wang knew etiquette. Her family had no money for her children to study. If their children wanted to study, they could only become Xu He's book boy.
"Quick, meet your Brother Xu, you will be your Brother Xu's book boy from now on!"
Book boy...
Xu He smiled bitterly. Such a young book boy couldn't even carry his own test box. Well, he didn't sign a contract of sale anyway, so he could call him whatever he wanted.
