"Give me a purple robe?!"
Both Gao Zhang and his biological father Gao Qiu heard a high-pitched voice.
The father and son both shuddered, and when they turned around, they saw Huang standing not far away at the corner with a look of disbelief on his face and his hands covering his face.
Fortunately, Mrs. Huang finally realized that there were too many people in the backyard, and immediately coughed twice, showed a gentle smile, and waved to Gao Zhang frequently.
"Zhang'er, what are you doing standing there in a daze? Why don't you come to mother quickly..."
Gao Qiu patted Gao Zhang's shoulder lovingly, turned his head, and glanced at the Gao family members and Lu Qiandao who were watching.
"Let's go, wait for the good students to practice, don't slack off. Lu Yuhou, please supervise me for your hard work."
"No!" Everyone responded in unison like soldiers taking orders.
Then, he regained his dumbfounded expression and stared blankly at the master Gao Qiu leading the young master Gao Zhang away.
"Did you hear something just now? The young master actually received a purple robe and a goldfish bag from an official..."
"The purple robe and the goldfish bag are the robes and accessories that only ministers of the fifth rank and above are qualified to wear."
"Young master, Brother Fu'an, do you think there is a possibility?
In just a few years, our young master will be able to replace Prime Minister Cai and become the ruler of the dynasty? "
Hearing the comments from the companions around him, Fu'an, as the prince's confidant, raised his chin with great confidence, his face full of pride.
"Don't worry, there's no problem at all. It's just a matter of time. It might only be three to five years."
Lu Qian on the side wiped his face silently. This seemed a bit bragging, but Lu Qian felt that it was really possible.
At this moment, the most shocked person was Li Bangyan, who had recently joined Gao Zhang's long-term follower team.
These days, he has been trying hard to keep a low profile, but as a traitor in history, he naturally has a much better brain than the average person.
Facing this eleven-year-old prodigy champion, Li Bangyan felt that even if he really entered the officialdom, if he met this.
I was afraid that I might be tricked at some point without knowing it. I really underestimated the heroes in the world.
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"No matter how you look at it, I think our Zhang'er is very capable and upbeat, don't you think so, husband?"
At this moment, Mrs. Huang was picking up a cup of tea and drank it in one breath.
On the side, Gao Zhang wiped the saliva on his face with resentment, feeling that his mother's stormy intimate behavior just now really made him unable to support himself.
Gao Qiu on the side almost lost control of himself when he saw his son's resentful expression.
He quickly coughed a few times, filled another cup of tea for his wife Huang with his own hands, and then sighed with satisfaction.
"It's only been a while now, but our Zhang'er has already started to obey Zi. I'm afraid he's the only one in this dynasty who has such ability for more than a hundred years."
"Even Lu Mengzheng during the Taizong period was still not as good as him."
"Who allowed our Zhang'er to receive the blessings of our ancestors? Even the government officials favored our Zhang'er very much, and they were given official posts one after another."
"By the way, husband, what rewards did Cai Liulang and Tong Dalang get?"
"Those two were given scarlet robes and silver fish bags. Compared with our Zhang'er, they are really far behind."
After hearing this, Huang nodded matter-of-factly.
"That's right. Our Zhang'er is the one who saves money in provincial examinations and is the top candidate in imperial examinations."
"Those two boys were both born in the same Jinshi class. To be able to get to where they are today, speaking of it, the officialdom depends on the reputation of their fathers.
At the same time, it’s not because our Zhang’er is kind-hearted and likes to share the credit equally…”
Looking at this mother Huang who feels from the bottom of her heart that her son is the most beautiful boy in the world.
In addition to pretending to be cute and cute, Gao Zhang could not even say something self-effacing, and would still be strongly rebutted by his mother Huang.
Forget it, forget it, it's going to rain and my mother wants to praise her, no one can stop her.
The family of three was chatting happily, and at this moment, the housekeeper Fukang entered the house with a head full of stinky sweat.
Huang stood up directly and asked the housekeeper Fukang. "How's it going? How much did you buy?"
"Back to Madam, I went to look for four or five stores, and then I brought back two carts of scented paper candles..."
"???" Gao Zhang and Gao Qiu both looked at Mr. Huang in shock, who looked obviously dissatisfied.
"What do you want to do, mother?"
Gao Zhang couldn't help but wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, tugged on his father's sleeve and asked softly.
"Needless to say, it's just what you think."
Gao Qiu smiled helplessly at his beloved son Gao Zhang and answered in a low voice, fearing that his wife would hear him.
"Husband, our Zhang'er has won the favor of the officials again. She has received many rewards. She also wears a purple robe and a goldfish bag."
"Should we also burn some incense paper candles for our ancestors and ancestors, so that they can be happy together?"
Mrs. Huang had already turned her head, moved lightly in front of Gao Zhang, stretched out her hand, and pulled up her own son, who had beautiful features, red lips and white teeth.
"Child, you are doing what you are doing lazily. Let's go to the ancestral hall with your mother. Remember to burn more incense paper candles for your ancestors, so as to make our ancestors of the Gao family happy."
Gao Zhang wanted to earn but didn't dare, so he could only turn his head, hoping that his father could persuade his mother who liked to burn a few knives of paper money to smoke and smoke for her ancestors.
All he saw was that his biological father, Gao Qiu, stood up, took his other hand, and waved his hand with great enthusiasm.
"Let's go together. Father also thinks it's time to announce the good news to our ancestors."
"..." Gao Zhang's eyes suddenly darkened, and he really didn't know what to say.
I don’t know how the ancestors would feel and be happy when they feel the influence of this large amount of incense day and night. Still holding on? Or is it because Xun can't open his eyes?
Gao Zhang could only reluctantly be dragged towards the ancestral hall by his delighted father and mother. Let's burn it. Anyway, that's what I wanted.
At the worst, he could just bite the bullet and act cute and coquettish towards his mother, and then he could go back to the house and sleep so he could grow taller.
When he saw the sacrificial supplies that were almost piled up in front of the ancestral hall by the servants, Gao Qiu couldn't help but wiped his cold sweat and made a suggestion.
"Madam, if my husband thinks it should be uneven, let them take it to the tomb and burn it."
"..."
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In the room, Cai Laoliu was sitting in front of the desk, looking at the four treasures of the study placed in front of him, his face full of uncontrollable excitement.
It's good to be famous. If you become famous, you will definitely get benefits.
Look at this royal-grade pen. It feels good to the touch and will definitely be very comfortable to write with. The inkstone, the ink pad, and the rice paper are all of the highest quality.
This made Cai Laoliu, who felt that he was full of talent and knowledge, feel that if he didn't write something, he would really be sorry for the treasures given by the government.
"Someone is coming..."
(End of chapter)
