Xie Lin smiled faintly: "It doesn't matter. If he can't figure it out himself, it's useless no matter how much others say. How is the situation of the students in the capital that I asked you to inquire about?"
"Back to the young master, now all the Dukes of Xie Yuang from the six prefectures have arrived in the capital. These six Dukes are all from the south. It is estimated that our northern ministers will have to wait until next year to come to the capital."
Xie Lin nodded. The road to the south is long, and uncontrollable things often happen. Therefore, for every examination, students from the south will arrive in Beijing in advance. Most of them will choose to arrive in Beijing before the year, so that they can have a rest in the capital. After a while, you can take the exam in your best condition during the exam.
"Who are the Dukes of Jieyuan?"
The boy introduced them one by one, and Xie Lin nodded frequently.
Although Xie Lin was not Jieyuan of the capital, he was quite famous for his talents. He simply thought of setting up a literary society before the year to make friends with all the talented people.
Xie Xiuwen was a little surprised when he received the invitation. After all, he had no contact with the Xie family in the capital.
Back then, his grandfather was tricked by the head branch of the Xie family, dismissed from his post and returned to his hometown, and his grandfather could no longer pursue an official career. For these two reasons alone, Xie Xiuwen had no good impressions of the head branch of the Xie family.
It's just that the Xie Lin mentioned in this post is a branch of the Xie family, so he can't be considered an enemy.
"Reply to the Xie family and tell them that I will definitely visit on time."
"Yes, sir."
Xie Lin is only in his late twenties this year, so he is naturally very talented if he can win the imperial examination.
Xie Xiuwen couldn't help but sigh, if he hadn't been plotted by his mother back then, this might have been the time when he was in high spirits in the officialdom.
That's all, no matter how much you think about it, it's useless.
Xie Xiuwen found some information about Xie Lin that Fang Hu had inquired about before and read it carefully.
Xie Lin is the grandson of Xie Ming, and Xie Ming knew his grandfather, and he should also be familiar with his father Xie Cheng, but I don't know if they know that he is Xie Cheng's son.
Xie Xiuwen didn't want to cause more trouble before the examination, so he was thinking about a reason to leave early on the day of the examination.
Xie Lin held a banquet and held a cultural event, and several other Dukes of Xie Yuang attended. If he did not go, it would only make people think that he was too aloof, which would be detrimental to his reputation.
But if he goes, he is afraid that someone will bring up the old things again.
Xie Xiuwen took a deep breath, feeling a little anxious.
Although his grandfather was not considered a prisoner at that time, he made a mistake after all and was not imprisoned in the end, but he left Beijing in disgrace.
Once such old things are mentioned, someone will always think of his behavior.
Forget it, since he planned to pursue an official career, he had already anticipated such a situation.
"Since it's snowing, why worry about it coming more violently?"
Xie Rongzhao was struggling with a few strands of silk thread today. It was just a simple knot. She hadn't finished it yet. It was really a bit clumsy.
"Madam, Miss, the carriage from the Prestige Marquis Mansion is coming towards our house. It looks like the carriage used by the master. I would like you and Miss to come to the front hall to entertain guests."
Xie Xiuwen went to Xie Lin's appointment today, which seemed to be in a restaurant in the capital. Liu Ruolan quickly asked Xie Rongzhao to get dressed, and then took her hand to the front yard.
As soon as the mother and daughter arrived in the front hall and could not sit down, they heard footsteps.
Liu Ruolan took a look and saw that it was Zhao Yue who came in person.
"Greetings to Mr. Zhao."
Xie Rongzhao looked at his grandma and followed her example: "Greetings to my uncle."
As soon as Zhao Yue heard her call him uncle, he felt happy.
"No, no, no! Come on, little dear, uncle will take you to eat something delicious today."
Xie Rongzhao's eyes lit up, and then he looked carefully at A Niang beside him.
How could Liu Ruolan not know this girl's little thoughts?
"Master Zhao, is this too much trouble for you?"
"No trouble. I like Guobao, so I'm willing to give her some money. Let's go!"
Who is Zhao Yue? He is a man who can run amok in the entire capital. He has never thought about asking for anyone's permission to take the little boy away.
So, before Liu Ruolan could even speak the words, she just watched Zhao Yue take the person into his arms and strode out.
Liu Ruolan chased her to the door of the house and only had time to shout: "My dear, don't eat too much and don't eat cold food."
Xie Rongzhao was being held, and his little face happened to be facing Liu Ruolan: "I know, Auntie."
Zhao Yue did not look back and waved his hand directly to show that he would take good care of the child.
Liu Ruolan sighed: "This girl doesn't know whether it is good or bad to be so close to Mr. Zhao."
Gu comforted her: "Madam, you are too worried. After Mr. Zhao became a hero, he held many positions and made countless contributions. His reputation in the capital has always been very good. With his protection, our lady will be considered a respected figure in the capital in the future." People with background.”
Liu Ruolan is still not happy, and the word "power" is too far away from her. Even if her husband can win the Jinshi in the future, he will have to work his way up from a junior official position step by step. How can he compare with the children of these aristocratic families who are born with gold and jade?
"Uncle, are we going to the inner city?"
There are also many shops in the inner city, but they are more luxurious and sophisticated.
Let’s just talk about this plate of dim sum. The same dim sum would be sold for ten cents and five yuan in the outer city. But in the inner city, it would be sold for fifteen cents and five yuan, and it might even be even more expensive.
It is said that it is because the ingredients used are different, and the people who make the dim sum have more background and are more particular about the making process.
"Uncle, I heard that there is a butterfly cake in the capital that the emperor likes to eat. My mother-in-law can also make it, but I don't know who makes it better."
Zhao Yue also thought of some snacks Guabao gave him when he was on the boat, including a butterfly cake.
"Everyone has different tastes. You will know who makes it better after you try it."
Xie Rongzhao was convinced, and he leaned against the window with great interest. Taking advantage of his young age, he could still look around wantonly. In two years, he might not have this opportunity.
"My dear, do you want to learn the piano?"
Xie Rongzhao was stunned for a moment: "Is it difficult? I've heard people say that learning the piano will hurt your fingers."
"Are you afraid of pain, dear?"
Xie Rongzhao nodded seriously: "I'm afraid. But if you can learn the skills, it doesn't hurt to have some pain."
These words made Zhao Yue laugh.
"Is this what you thought of yourself, or was it taught by your parents?"
Xie Rongzhao thought about it seriously: "When I didn't like practicing calligraphy in the past, my father told me that we are just ordinary people, we have no power to rely on, and we can only rely on ourselves. Practicing calligraphy is very hard, and my wrists will be sore. , but if we learn it and practice it well, this is our own ability, and others cannot take it away."
Zhao Yue raised his eyebrows when he heard this. This Xie Xiuwen is really a powerful person.
For such an older little girl to be taught so well by him, even the ladies from aristocratic families may not have such insight. (End of chapter)
