In the front hall of Xu Mansion, everyone sat down separately. Xu Jie naturally took the main seat. Yang Jisheng sat on the carved rosewood chair on Xu Jie's left hand. The handsome man with balsam sat on the carved rosewood chair on Xu Jie's right hand. Zhu Ping'an sat closely. Sitting next to the handsome man applying balsam, Wang Shizhen and Zhang Siwei sat on the left behind Yang Jisheng.
"You don't have to be formal with me. I came from your age, and I paid homage to Master Xia just like you did." Xu Jie was very kind and had no airs at all. He sat on the main seat and chatted with Zhu Ping'an and the others. The distance was suddenly shortened.
Xu Jie took the initiative in most of the conversations. He asked the three people about their hometown and address, how they were used to living in the capital, and whether they had any difficulties in life and studies. He also encouraged the three people to avoid arrogance and impetuosity and prepare for the imperial examination. It was a complete act. The feeling of being an elder in the family.
In the eyes of Wang Shizhen and Zhang Siwei, Xu Jie was Corporal Zhejie, which made them grateful, and their sense of Xu Jie rose to a very high level.
Zhu Ping'an also had the same grateful expression on his face as Wang Shizhen and Zhang Siwei, as if he wanted to die for Xu Jie, but his heart was relatively calm. He had read Mr. Mingyue's masterpiece "Those Things in the Ming Dynasty" in modern times. For Xu Jie, the principal who once served as the Imperial College's minister of wine, knows something about it. Put down your arrogance, Corporal Zhejie, chatting with these new military personnel is just similar to the mentality of Principal Jiang who used to be the Whampoa Military Academy. The purpose is not just to encourage them to study hard. Who knows whether there will be a few first- and second-grade students in the future. A very important goal is to win over the team.
Of course, Mr. Mingyue was not Xu Jie's roundworm. Zhu Pingan only used Mr. Mingyue's words as a reference.
seeing is believing.
What kind of person is Xu Jie, what kind of person is Yan Song, what kind of person is Emperor Jiajing, what kind of Ming Dynasty is this era, etc. Zhu Pingan still has to use his own eyes. Use your own thoughts to slowly observe this great Ming.
Zhu Pingan's innate simplicity and mediocre appearance gave Zhu Pingan a natural disguise in the eyes of Xu Jie and others. Zhu Ping'an, Zhang Siwei and Wang Shizhen were not much different from the previous batches of Xinke tribute soldiers who came to pay homage. They were all very grateful to Corporal Xu Jie Zhejie's attitude.
"We said goodbye at the inn that day. I didn't expect to meet Brother Zhu at the teacher's place today, and I didn't expect that my friend at the inn would be Huiyuan Lang today." Yang Jisheng waited for Xu Jie, Zhu Ping'an and others to finish greeting. Then he smiled slightly and talked to Zhu Pingan, his voice was as rich and hoarse as before.
"Brother Yang was joking." Zhu Pingan smiled sheepishly.
Yang Jisheng's words attracted everyone's attention, including the handsome guy sitting on the chair at the bottom right of Xu Jie. When he first entered the door, Zhu Ping'an and the others did not attract his attention. Today, he saw too many things like this in the teacher Xu Jie's place. Zhu Ping'an and others paid homage to the teacher's new tribute. None of these people gave him a very outstanding impression, but when he heard Yang Jisheng mention the word Huiyuan, his eyes revealed an intimidating light.
"Oh, do you know Brother Nian?" The handsome guy looked at Yang Jisheng and asked casually.
Zhang Siwei and Wang Shizhen were also a little curious about this. They had never heard Zhu Pingan talk about Yang Jisheng before.
"Oh, I first came to the capital a few days ago and met Brother Zhu at the inn." Yang Jisheng said lightly.
"Thank you so much, Brother Yang, otherwise I might have to sleep in the wilderness again." Zhu Pingan stood up from his chair and thanked Yang Jisheng again. Really, the post station went up and down that day. If it weren't for Yang Jisheng, I would have had to sleep in the wilderness. It was really not easy to find an inn at that time.
"It's just a little effort. Brother Zhu, there's no need to be polite." Yang Jisheng didn't take what happened that day to heart.
"Oh. It's my fault. Zhongfang and Ping'an know each other. I'm afraid you don't know each other yet. Come on, let me introduce to you. This is Yang Jisheng, a member of the driving department of the Ministry of War. My pseudonym is Zhongfang." Xu Jie laughed at himself He smiled, then pointed at Yang Jisheng and introduced him to Zhang Siwei and Wang Shizhen.
"Zhang Siwei (Wang Shizhen) has met Mr. Yang." Zhang Siwei and Wang Shizhen stood up from their chairs and bowed their hands to Yang Jisheng.
"I've heard about Lord Yang for a long time. On that day, Lord Yang went to court to impeach Qiu Luan. We all regard Lord Yang as our role model." Zhang Siwei continued, admiring Yang Jisheng highly.
"The same goes for Shizhen." Wang Shizhen admired Yang Jisheng even more.
"You can't do that. I just fulfilled my duty as a minister." Yang Jisheng shook his head slightly, and then said, "Don't call me lord, lord. I am older than you. You and Brother Zhu can call me Brother Yang." yes."
"Thank you, Brother Yang."
Zhang Siwei and Wang Shizhen really admired Yang Jisheng. On that day, Yang Jisheng was demoted to Di Daodian Shi because of Shangshu's impeachment of Qiu Luan to open the horse market. They both admired Yang Jisheng's outspoken advice. At this moment, when Yang Jisheng asked them to call him eldest brother, they naturally would not refuse.
After Xu Jie introduced Yang Jisheng, he pointed to the handsome guy on his lower right and introduced to Zhu Ping'an, Zhang Siwei and Wang Shizhen: "This is Zhang Juzheng, editor of the Hanlin Academy, his cousin is Uncle, and he is a Jinshi in the same class as Zhongfang. One session earlier than yours."
Zhang Juzheng? !
When Zhu Ping'an heard the three words Zhang Juzheng, he felt like he was struck by lightning. Damn, this handsome guy with balsam, this guy who almost ordered a curry for the gay guy, turned out to be Zhang Juzheng!!!
If this awesome man knew that he was almost classified as a soap enthusiast, his career in the Ming Dynasty would probably be in trouble.
Zhang Siwei, Wang Shizhen and Zhu Pingan were different. When they heard Xu Jie introduce Zhang Juzheng, they didn't feel much. It was almost the same as when we heard the instructor introduce a certain senior brother, oh, senior brother, too That's it.
Yang Jisheng dared to speak out and remonstrate with General Qiu Luan, who was at the height of his power at that time and had many troops. This kind of courage made them like seniors to Zhang Siwei and Wang Shizhen.
Zhang Juzheng, compared to Yang Jisheng, is not well-known and is not a famous figure. For them, Zhang Juzheng’s current title of editor of the Hanlin Academy is attractive. The Hanlin Academy is a place where talents are cultivated and promoted. In the Ming Dynasty, there was a custom that non-Jinshi were not allowed to enter the Hanlin and non-Hanlin were not allowed to join the cabinet. However, if Having said that, there are many people in the Hanlin Academy, and not everyone can get ahead.
Zhang Siwei and Wang Shizhen didn't know the history like Zhu Ping'an did, so they were more respectful than admiring Zhang Juzheng, whom Xu Jie introduced.
"I've met Mr. Zhang."
Therefore, after the two introduced each other on the Xujie, they stood up from their chairs and bowed their hands to Zhang Juzheng.
"I've met Mr. Zhang."
Zhu Ping'an was half a beat late. After Zhang Siwei and Wang Shizhen greeted Zhang Juzheng, he reacted and stood up to greet Zhang Juzheng.
Zhang Siwei, Wang Shizhen, and Zhu Ping'an, who was distracted for half a second, could see the difference in their attitudes when they greeted him and when they greeted Yang Jisheng. Zhang Juzheng was very smart and could guess the reason for their difference. .
But they are just superficial people!
Zhang Juzheng was very deep in the city, and he thought about it in his heart, but he didn't show anything on his face. He stood up from the chair with a slight smile, and said with a chuckle, "You're welcome, just call me uncle." (To be continued.)
