Because Zhang Ren had just solved the murder case of Li Gui, he was exhausted both physically and mentally, so he slept particularly soundly that night.
As expected, Zhang Ren got up late the next morning.
The servant also spent a lot of effort to pull Zhang Ren up from bed.
After washing and dressing, Zhang Ren was still yawning, and complained to the servant very unhappily: "At my age, I should sleep more, and I might be able to grow a little taller. I was woken up by you so early in the morning, and I am not tall enough." What should I do if I grow older?”
The servant really didn't understand the inevitable connection between sleeping and height, but he still said with a smile: "What Young Master Ren said is that the eldest young master is already waiting at the door. The two young masters are still going to James Mansion to study today. There are a lot of rules here, so I’m afraid it won’t be good if you’re late.”
Zhang Ren couldn't say much, let alone scold his servants, so he just took two buns at random, hurried to the door, and took a car to James's house with Zhang Fu.
I was thinking about catching up on some sleep along the way, but I never thought that Zhang Fu would transform into an old master, "Brother Ren, you must remember my instructions and act in a low-key manner. Especially since you have just solved a major case, it is inevitable that you will be proud, complacent and impetuous."
Zhang Ren rolled his eyes and said rather perfunctorily: "Yes, yes, I have written down the instructions of uncle and auxiliary brother. I will keep a low profile."
Zhang Fu is still worried. His younger brother has been acting in a strange way since he suffered a brain injury. Although he is a lot smarter, if he doesn't learn to keep a low profile, it is inevitable that he will cause some trouble. There is no other way, Zhang Fu can only continue. Preach patiently.
It wasn't until they arrived at James's house that Zhang Fu stopped preaching.
When the two brothers entered James's house, they found that all their classmates were gathered together. Out of curiosity, the two brothers also squeezed in.
In the middle of the crowd, Fu Rang was talking vividly.
"You don't know, the servant of the Pingliang Hou family died just fine. At that time, everyone was doubting me. I couldn't explain anything. I really thought I was going to die. Guess what at the critical moment?"
A group of distinguished disciples around asked in unison: "What's going on?"
Fu Rang smiled slightly, looked at the people around him, and happened to see Zhang Ren in the crowd.
Fu Rang stood up, pulled Zhang Ren directly to his side, and continued: "At the critical moment, it is brother Zhang Ren who takes action to eliminate my suspicion..."
In fact, Zhang Ren had just solved the case yesterday, and the results of the case had already spread among the nobles. However, no one knew the specific process of solving the case, and Fu Rang's explanation was what these nobles loved to hear.
Fu Rang vividly told the story of the Pingliang Marquis Mansion at that time. Of course, there were some exaggerations in it. However, Zhang Ren smiled at everyone from the side. How could he not smile? Now he didn't have to brag. Fu Rang I just brag for myself and let others brag for me. It feels better than bragging myself.
After Fu Rang finished speaking, Zhang Ren immediately became the protagonist of the scene. All the distinguished disciples greeted him to express their friendship and praised him again.
Zhang Ren feels so happy in his heart. He is a noble at the bottom of the family, but he still surrendered. In the past, the two brothers Zhang Ren and Zhang Fu were like little transparent people in Zhan Shi's house. No one would take the initiative to talk to them and make friends. Look at today...
Zhang Ren knew in his heart that the noble disciples in front of him would all be the pillars of the military world of the Ming Dynasty in the future. When they get older in the future, they would be appointed as officials, at least at the rank of captain, and it would be normal for them to have a few generals. Now is the best time to make friends with these noble disciples.
Zhang Ren cupped his hands in front of everyone and said, "All the brothers are far smarter than me, it's just that I happened to be there at the time." Everyone gave me a foot of respect, and I paid a foot of respect in return. This kind of mutual compliment, Zhang Ren was a thief in his last life.
Fu Rang smiled and shook his head, saying: "Li Gui's murder case has not been solved by many yamen. Brother, you not only solved it, but also saved my life. You can't be justified if you continue to be so humble."
Zhang Ren is also a person who is willing to follow the rules. He scratched his head and said: "Since Brother Fu has said so, then I am not humble anymore. To be honest, I have a reputation for being smart. To spread the word, when I got older, some people even compared me to Zhuge Liang, so I got the nickname 'Little Zhuge'."
Even Zhang Fu on the side was stunned when he heard these words. Brother Ren, have you been smart since you were a child? Is it still widely spread across the country? You are famous for being dull. And haven’t we already agreed to keep a low profile! You have compared yourself to Zhuge Kongming. Is there anyone more high-profile than you in this world?
Zhang Fu really couldn't listen anymore, so he tugged on Zhang Ren's sleeve, but Zhang Ren pulled it back and said to Zhang Fu: "Brother Fu, why are you dragging me? Don't you see that I am talking about a critical moment?" After saying that, he ignored Zhang Fu and continued to brag.
Zhang Fu wanted to persuade him again, but he was forced out by a group of distinguished disciples who liked to listen to stories.
It is common for nobles to brag to each other. After all, no matter in which era, people always have a good reputation, so people did not take Zhang Ren's boast seriously at all. Of course, given the current situation, It seems that Zhang Ren is not completely bragging, after all, he really solved the murder case of Li Gui.
When Zhang Ren was done boasting, Fu Rang said again: "Brother Zhang Ren, this 'little Zhuge' is truly worthy of his reputation. You saved me this time. No matter how much you say thank you, it's meaningless. From now on, I, Fu Rang, will recognize you as my brother, and don’t call me ‘Brother Fu’ from now on. I’ll be at home, so if you don’t mind, just call me Brother Fu.”
Zhang Ren directly clasped his fists and said to Fu Rang: "Third brother, if you say that, you will offend me. From now on, third brother can just call me Ren brother."
Immediately, Zhang Ren once again carried forward the spirit of climbing along the pole and said to the noble disciples around him: "Speaking of which, everyone here is older than me. From now on, I will shamelessly call you 'brother' , brothers, if you don’t dislike me, they will all call me ‘brother’ from now on.”
For a time, Zhan Shi's house was filled with the voices of various "brothers and younger brothers". If you didn't know, you might think you were in Shuibo Liangshan.
If these young men were given incense burners with tablets and tablets, they might just worship him.
James Mansion was so lively, and the prince in the main hall naturally heard it clearly. He opened half of the window, secretly looked at the groups of young people, and couldn't help but mutter to himself: "It's great to be young."
After saying that, the prince couldn't help coughing. The little eunuch who had been waiting next to him handed over the handkerchief. The prince took it and coughed for a while before he felt better. However, the originally white handkerchief was stained with blood.
The prince didn't seem to care about his body. He liked to stand at the window and secretly look at the young people. The youth's vigor and vitality always made the prince feel happy. The future Ming Dynasty would indeed need these young people.
The prince watched for a long time and saw a young man sitting alone in the corner. The young man's face seemed to be full of expectations. He hoped to mingle with everyone and make friends. But for some reason, the young man always sat in the corner. .
The prince frowned slightly, closed the window gently, and said to himself: "It's a shame that this kid doesn't even have a friend. It's because of his status, it's because of his status..."
As soon as the prince finished speaking, today's teacher walked in. Although they are all in the James Mansion, the prince does not study with the noble children outside. The prince is already in his thirties. Regardless of his status or age, it is impossible for him to mix with those young people outside.
The place outside the main hall became quiet for an instant, just because the teacher who taught these distinguished children also came...
How can the noble children pay attention to classroom discipline? Just because the teacher in class today is named Huang Shi, all the students in Zhan Shi's house have to respectfully call out "Mr. Zicheng".
