Feng Yibo was stunned when he heard this, then he suddenly raised his hands and said, "Could it be that the Number One Scholar is in person?"
The man smiled and said, "I'm not talented Liu Zheng, I have the courtesy name Haoran."
Feng Yibo immediately pretended to be surprised and said half truthfully:
"Congratulations to Brother Haoran, I really envy you!"
"Congratulations and joy!"
Liu Zheng smiled freely, then showed regret.
"It's a pity that you and I are both in two categories, and neither of us has achieved full success."
Feng Yibo heard this and joked: "Among the three yuan, the number one scholar accounts for 80%, which is comparable to Cao Zijian back then."
Liu Zheng smiled knowingly and joked:
"Am I the only one who has 80% of the talent in the world, you and I share 10%, and you only have 10%?"
Feng Yibo said "Yuan", and Liu Haoran said it was indeed talent.
"No, there is only one stone in the world. Brother Haoran got eight buckets, and I also got eight buckets. The world still owes us six buckets!"
There has never been a first in literature since ancient times.
Although you are the top pick, I am the top pick.
It's just a temporary gain or loss.
It doesn't mean I'm any worse than you!
Liu Zheng was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then suddenly laughed out loud.
"Hahaha!"
"If you say this, how many people in the world would give Tanhua Lang a fight!"
They both belong to the same family and both intend to make friends.
We soon exchanged name cards and made an appointment to move forward and retreat together.
At this time, someone discovered their identity and greeted them.
More people are looking this way, with a tendency to gather around to socialize.
The two looked at each other and smiled before saying goodbye and leaving.
After arriving home, Feng Yibo asked Xiang Ling to give wedding money to his servants.
He also announced that there would be a big banquet in the evening, and the whole government would celebrate together.
The servants burst into cheers and congratulated Tan Hwa Lang.
Feng Yibo arranged for Gouzi to go to Zhang's house with gifts and post a message of thanks to his master.
The chief examiner of the general examination is Zhang Songyue, the chief assistant.
After the examination results were released, Feng Yibo had already submitted a post to pay homage to the teacher.
There are more than 300 people admitted to the general examination, and it is impossible for any examiner to receive them all.
The best way is to treat everyone equally.
Never seen.
As long as the invitation is accepted, a teacher-student relationship is established.
Even if Feng Yibo is Huiyuan and wins the top prize again, if he wants to see the chief assistant, he may have to wait for the Enrong Banquet.
Until then, just be polite.
In the evening, the whole family celebrated.
Feng Yibo drank a few drinks while he was happy.
When he returned to the room, his eyes were slightly blurred.
Seeing this, Xiangling quickly offered fragrant tea to relieve the hangover.
"Xiang Ling, have you been obedient and diligent recently?"
Feng Yibo took a few sips and casually asked about Xiang Ling's current situation.
After he brought Xiangling back, he told her to study.
I just have been busy with my career and have no time to pay attention.
Now that he had passed the examination, he mentioned this matter again.
Hearing this, Xiangling nodded first.
Then he said: "In reply to the uncle, Xiangling was studying while you were away."
Except for the dog who still has the old habit of calling him "little master", the other servants all call Feng Yibo "big man".
Seeing Xiang Ling's dumb look, Feng Yibo suddenly found it interesting.
Then he asked: "What books are you reading recently?"
"I'm currently reading Mr. Dieshan's "Poems of a Thousand Family"."
When Xiang Ling talked about "Poems of a Thousand Families", a look of joy appeared on her face.
Unfortunately, Feng Yibo was slightly drunk at this time and did not pay attention to Xiang Ling's demeanor.
He was just a little surprised at Xiang Ling's progress.
"Oh? You can already compose poetry?"
"Poems of a Thousand Family" is a must-read classic for children to learn poetry.
Before reading it, learn the rhythm and rhyme.
Xiang Ling shook her head quickly and said in a panic: "No, just reading randomly."
The blush lingered on her face.
There is an element of shyness in it, but more importantly, I also like poetry.
Feng Yibo just listened to the tone and thought she was scared.
Then comforted: "You don't have to be afraid. Didn't I tell you to study more?"
After speaking, he pondered for a moment and then said: "When I finish this period of work, I will teach you personally when I have time."
Hearing this, Xiangling waved her hands quickly and said:
"No! I'm a prostitute, how can I teach a maid how to read?"
When she is nervous, she will act first and then speak, which makes her look a bit cute and "out of sync".
Feng Yibo looked at her funny.
Seeing her flattered look, he joked:
"If you don't study hard, how can you be said to be Tan Hua Lang's maid in the future?"
Xiangling was stunned when she heard this.
I just felt that what this old man said was very reasonable, but I didn't know how to answer for a while.
"So, you must study hard and strive to be the best among maids."
"..."
Feng Yibo teased her for a while longer under the influence of alcohol, and then let Xiang Ling go outside.
But when he lay down, he couldn't sleep.
As the trace of drunkenness dissipated, he felt more and more sober.
Thinking that he had won the third prize, his identity had changed greatly.
From then on, he truly entered the class of scholar-bureaucrats.
No longer do I have to write endlessly like before and just read every day.
Even the Twelve Hairpins of Jinling, I have seen several of them.
There is even someone who is no worse than them.
Thinking of this, Xiang Ling's cute look appeared in his mind.
He shook his head vigorously.
Finally, Xiangling's figure was shaken away, but turned into another blurry figure.
Some thoughts grow stronger on their own.
It's getting more and more out of control.
After an unknown amount of time, he suddenly stood up.
Xiangling thought he was getting up at night after drinking, so she got up to wait on him in a daze.
Feng Yibo waved his hand and told her to sleep first.
He went to the side room and barked the dog.
"Gouzi, go to Caochang Hutong, Caishi Street, Xuanbeifang, outside Xuanwu Gate in the next few days, and help me find out if there is a chief surnamed Qin from the Ministry of Works' Renovation and Cleaning Department."
Today, the Feng Mansion is celebrating, and the owner, Feng Yibo, only had a few drinks.
Gouzi, the nominal follower, is actually the housekeeper.
He became the target of toasts from the people below.
At this time he was sleeping soundly.
When Feng Yibo called him up, he was still a little confused.
Gouzi rubbed his eyes, yawned and said:
"Ha~ little master, are you talking about Mr. Qin who often came to our house when he was in Jinling?"
The Ministry of Industry’s Yingxiu Qingli Division, referred to as the Yingxiu Department.
The construction and repair of palaces and government offices in the capital.
The Ministry of Industry in Jinling also has this department.
At the beginning, the general manager of the Feng family was the head of the camp and repair department.
Seeing that he still remembered, Feng Yibo nodded and said:
"Well, I haven't had time to visit since I came to the capital. Now that the imperial examination is over, I'll be free soon. You should ask around first."
Gouzi reluctantly cheered up, nodded repeatedly, and responded: "Okay! I understand."
Feng Yibo added: "Uncle Qin's surname is Qin, his given name is Ye, and his given name is Bangye."
"Okay, I remember."
The dog could hardly open his eyes.
Feng Yibo pondered for a moment and continued:
"I haven't seen him for so many years. There should be some changes in his official position. He may have been promoted from the fifth rank of Yuanwai Lang, or to the fifth rank of Camp Repair Division Lang."
"clear."
Gouzi continued to nod, but his eyelids were also fighting.
Feng Yibo was still uneasy and added:
"It may also be transferred to another department, or moved. Anyway, you can inquire carefully when the time comes."
"Um."
"Humph~~Yeah!"
The dog nodded, and his snoring startled him.
He quickly cheered up and said, "My young master, please continue."
Feng Yuan was a little speechless, but he had already finished speaking.
Seeing that the dog was so sleepy, he waved his hand.
"It's okay, we'll talk about the rest tomorrow."
"good."
Before Feng Yibo closed the door, the dog's breathing became longer.
Today is only the second day of the lunar month, and there is no moon.
Feng Yibo stood in the courtyard, looking at the stars in the sky.
After a long while, he murmured:
"Ke'er, I don't know if you are married?"
"Tannhua, that should be enough, right?"
