Zhu Ping'an and the others did not stay in the Xu Mansion for too long. They came out as soon as they became familiar with each other. On the one hand, there were other new tributes who paid homage to them, and on the other hand, because Xu Jie, Zhang Juzheng and Yang Jisheng were obviously still there. There is something to discuss.
"Those who have high ambitions will not be content with what they have achieved, but will follow wherever they go without forgetting to learn. This is because their origins are profound and their foundations are grand. They are beyond the reach of those who are narrow-minded and superficial."
Before leaving, Xu Jie encouraged Zhu Ping'an and the others to have high aspirations and study diligently. His encouragement was beyond words.
After leaving the Xu Mansion, Zhu Pingan and the others walked non-stop to Yan Maoqing's residence. On the way, the three of them chatted about Zhang Juzheng and Yang Jisheng in the Xu Mansion. The three of them have the same sense of Yang Jisheng, but have slightly different senses of Zhang Juzheng.
"I think Zhang Juzheng is a man of great power, making it difficult for people to get close to him." Wang Shizhen expressed his feelings about Zhang Juzheng.
"Oh, why do you see it?" Zhu Ping'an asked with interest.
"Chengfu, when I asked him about the Daojing Poetry Society in Xufu, he didn't have anything on his face. He recommended several poetry clubs to me wholeheartedly, but his eyes showed contempt. Although there was a flash of passed away, but I am sure I saw it correctly." Wang Shizhen said softly while recalling the scene at that time.
"Wen Sheng, you must be dazzled, I don't think so. Although Zhang Juzheng doesn't speak much, he always hits the point when he speaks, and he feels that he has no airs. Judging from today alone, I don't see the city." Zhang Siwei said slightly. shrugged.
"Zihou, what do you think?" Wang Shizhen ignored Zhang Siwei and turned to Zhu Ping'an.
"Zhang Juzheng is a man with deep knowledge and power that is impossible to predict, and his future will be limitless." Zhu Ping'an said softly the historical evaluation of Zhang Juzheng.
"Ah?" Zhang Siwei was a little surprised. He was a little surprised when Wang Shizhen said that Zhang Juzheng had a city. Now Zhu Pingan actually said that Zhang Juzheng had a city, which was unpredictable, so he was even more surprised.
So does Wang Shizhen. He just felt that Zhang Juzheng had a palace, but he did not have such a positive view on Zhang Juzheng's future development.
"It's not easy to get Master Xu's attention. He speaks little, but every word will hit the point. How can the city be shallow? Hanlin Academy, the place where the Prime Minister is, this person must not be underestimated." Zhu Pingan said slowly Explained slowly.
"Hahaha, I'm not sure what Zhang Juzheng's future will be, but Zihou's future will definitely be limitless. After passing the imperial examination, Zihou will also enter the Hanlin Academy. I believe that with Zihou's ability and means, the future will be bright. Hahaha, don't do anything in the future. Forgot to take care of me and Vincent." Zhang Siwei joked with a smile.
"Haha, we have to hug Zihou's thighs tightly." Wang Shizhen also said with a smile.
"If you want to hold my thigh tightly, you have to coax me." Zhu Ping'an was very cooperative, pretending to be pulling, and even walking sideways like a crab.
"Oh, it's a pity that we don't know how to coax people." Zhang Siwei sighed exaggeratedly.
"That's right. I can't coax people well every time." Wang Shizhen also sighed and watched Zhu Pingan spread his hands, saying that he wanted to hug his thigh, but his ability to coax people was zero.
"Actually, I'm easy to coax. If you don't have stars, you can give me a few hundred taels of silver to fool me..."
Zhu Pingan said as he stretched out his paws, made a gesture of counting money, winked, and smiled obscenely.
puff......
Wang Shizhen and Zhang Siwei couldn't hold back and laughed. On the surface, this guy looks honest and honest, but on the inside he is smart enough to sell you and return the money to him, and he is also funny and humorous, which makes people feel light-hearted. Heart-to-heart.
The three of them chatted and laughed all the way, and soon they arrived at Yan Maoqing's residence.
Although Yan Maoqing's mansion is not as good as Yan Song's mansion, it is much more "trendy" than Xu Jie's mansion. There is a black golden nanmu plaque hanging on the top of the red vermilion door, with two big characters "Yan Mansion" inscribed with dragons and phoenixes on it.
In the history of the Ming Dynasty, there were many people who were famous throughout the ages, but there were also some treacherous people who were notorious throughout the ages. Yan Maoqing is one of the brighter ones.
Yan Maoqing, courtesy name Jingxiu, was a native of Dong'an Village, Quangang, Fengcheng. He was the most famous of the buddies of Yan Song, the notorious treacherous official of the Ming Dynasty. He was famous not only for his attachment to the Yan family and his son, but also for his greedy nature, " He was a man who was extravagant and extravagant. In "Hai Rui Dismissed from Office", Hai Rui, a famous upright official in the Ming Dynasty, was dismissed from office because of a dispute with him.
With strong interest, Zhu Ping'an followed Zhang Siwei and Wang Shizhen to the door of Yan Maoqing's mansion and sent the doorthorn.
Not long after, the concierge informed that the master had invited them, and Zhu Ping'an and the other three followed the concierge of Yan's Mansion into Yan's Mansion.
The layout of Yan Mansion is full of trench atmosphere, surrounded by white walls, green willows hanging all around, connected by corridors in the courtyard, dotted with rocks, gardens with ponds, three gate towers with hanging flowers, and hand-curved verandahs on all sides. The entire Yan Mansion is magnificent.
Yan Maoqing was the one who received Zhu Ping'an and others in the study. There was no one else in the study except Yan Maoqing. Zhu Ping'an and the others paid homage according to the rules.
"No, no, look at you, why did you bring your things? Lao Zhang, what did you do? I told you many times that you are not allowed to accept gifts..." Yan Maoqing sat on his seat. Without moving, Xu raised his hand and asked Zhu Pingan and the others to get up. After seeing the gift boxes sent by Zhu Pingan and the others, he led Zhu Pingan and others to the concierge of the study with a straight face and a gentle sermon.
Yan Maoqing said a lot, and the translation is roughly like this: I, Yan Maoqing, have repeatedly emphasized not to accept gifts inside and outside the government. I have said it several times. As a leading cadre, I must be upright and clean, and have a decent style. , we must endure hardship before enjoying it, and we must inherit and carry forward the fine tradition of hardship and simplicity. We must be worthy of the saints above, and worthy of the common people below. We must be frugal and frugal. We must not enjoy extravagantly, let alone waste money...
Anyway, Yan Maoqing talked about it as if he was eating steamed buns to remember the bitterness and sweetness.
Yan Maoqing is a good actor. If he hadn't known what kind of person Yan Maoqing was, Zhu Ping'an would have almost been deceived by Yan Maoqing's acting skills. It's a pity that this person should not be an actor.
"It won't be an example next time, it won't be an example next time..."
After Yan Maoqing recalled the hardships and sweet memories, he said several times that he would not do it again. He pushed the gift box sent by Zhu Pingan and others to the inside of the table without leaving any trace, and then looked at the gift box without leaving any trace. However, when he found that Zhu Pingan and others When all the ink was served, Yan Maoqing showed a look of obvious disappointment and disdain.
Yan Maoqing is well-informed, so what if he has a pool of spring green ink? If he wants a few boxes, that boy Luo Wenlong can give him a few boxes! Luo Longwen, the loser next to Yan Shifan, was an expert in making ink, and this pool of spring green ink was made by him. Last time, that boy rushed to give himself more than ten boxes, and now he is still throwing them away in the warehouse.
Then, our Comrade Yan Maoqing, who has a clear face and remembers the bitterness and sweetness, looked as if he owed him hundreds of taels of silver, especially to Zhu Pingan. After a while, he said that he had government affairs to deal with, and quickly He quickly sent Zhu Ping'an and the others away, not even bothering to say any parting words of advice. (To be continued.)
