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"Are you the brother-in-law of Zeng Zicheng's family?" Emperor Zhengyang stared at Brother Hao and asked loudly. Pen~Fun~ Pavilion www.biquge.info everyone is petrified, except for a few people in the palace, most of the people below don't know who Zeng Zicheng is? Everyone stupidly thought, who is Zeng Zicheng? Is there an adult surnamed Zeng in the court?

"Zeng Xiu is the husband of the student's sister-in-law." Chen Hao was stunned for a moment, but said decently. He deliberately bit the words 'editing' and 'righteous sister'. shows that his godbrother-in-law is really not a big man, just an editor of the seventh grade.

"So you taught him?" Emperor Zhengyang ignored the stubble of 'editing' and 'righteous sister', and shook the scroll.

"Sort of!" Brother Hao thought about it for a while, a little tangled. I feel that Emperor Zhengyang is a little unprofessional, ask the article, why do you ask about relatives? Think about it, is there anything wrong with your four strategies? He thinks he can write these articles even when he is asleep, but now he is fighting for luck and character. But can this one ask about the article?

That Zicheng's younger brother stood up. Emperor Zhengyang shouted loudly to the people below.

Zeng Yi was also a little shy, this would be called, he was not a little happy, he was really a little embarrassed. But Emperor Zhengyang called, he really couldn't help but get up, and honestly stood up and bowed to Emperor Zhengyang, but he didn't speak.

"You were taught by your brother?" Emperor Zhengyang asked.

"Yes!" Zeng Yi hugged his fists and replied, he was too lazy to explain, if he could say one word, he was too lazy to say two words.

In addition to the few people who came out of the academy, everyone wanted to know what kind of sacredness this seven-rank editor was, and sent his younger brother and brother-in-law in, and even let the emperor personally ask about it, and at this time his eyes were envious and jealous.

"Why are you going back differently?" Emperor Zhengyang was really bored, and looked at Brother Hao again.

"The student was enlightened by the biological father of the righteous sister from the age of five; After the eleventh year old, he entered Yuelu Academy; At the age of fourteen, he entered Beijing to study with his brother-in-law. Brother Hao explained in detail, indicating that he had not been with his brother-in-law for a long time. Of course, I am also explaining to you that I have been known as a prodigy since I was a child, I was selected as a talent at the age of eleven, I was promoted at the age of fourteen, and now I have passed the exam at the age of seventeen. It's also a little young and frivolous!

This time, Zeng Yi was not good at being silent anymore, thought about it, and then said, "Although there are many students, they have been taken care of by the eldest brother since they were children, so it is not an exaggeration to say that they are taught by the eldest brother. ”

"So Zeng Yi's style is similar to Zicheng's, while Brother Hao is still a teenager." Emperor Zhengyang smiled and glanced sideways at An Xiang.

"I can't think that Zicheng will have a young time." An Xiang deliberately said with a bitter face, he is Zeng Fan's mentor, and he can say this.

"What is that Makoto lady like?" Emperor Zhengyang asked another digression.

"It is very rare for a good woman to provide her husband and uncle with ten fingers to study." An Xiangxiang sighed lightly when he thought about it.

"The family that can set off fireworks for an hour, and you still tell me that she relies on her ten fingers to provide for her family?" Emperor Zhengyang finally got to the point.

The feast of fireworks in Beijing made people talk about it for several days, and Emperor Zhengyang naturally wanted to inquire. Then I knew the relationship between Brother Hao, Li Ping, Zeng Fan, and Master Shi. He also knew that Zeng Fan often said that he relied on his wife's ten fingers to provide for it. But Li Ping is the daughter of the richest man, and the son of the richest man is still in their house, and it is impossible to have a bad life just by helping others raise their sons.

Emperor Zhengyang is staring at Brother Hao today, the son of the richest man, he has been a genius since he was a child, although he is an only son, he is still a concubine, and he was recruited as a son-in-law by the Shi family. This made Emperor Zhengyang, who was somewhat inferior, a little jealous.

An Xiang smiled 'poof', thought about it and shook his head, "It's this kid who is rich, but the old man has inquired, this kid hasn't paid living expenses all these years, and he is all raised by Zicheng and his wife." Therefore, this kid is still the character of a rich man. But Brother Yi, like Zicheng, has worked hard since he was a child, one step at a time. ”

"Eleven-year-old Xiucai, fourteen-year-old middle-lifter, now less than eighteen years old, just come here. Is it a genius? Chen Hao, you say, are you a genius? Emperor Zhengyang still felt uncomfortable and turned to Brother Hao.

"No, when the student was five years old, he went to the street with his sister to sell a risotto for two cents, and then one day the sister gave the student two cents for wages. Students carefully save for a month and then buy gifts for everyone in the family. Students know from the age of five that a meal and a porridge are not easy to come by. Brother Hao straightened his chest, his eyes were full of brilliance, he was not a rich man who had no experience. He made his own money at the age of five, not to say that he could support himself, but he worked much harder than many people.

Emperor Zhengyang smiled, looked at the steady Zeng Yi, and then looked at the proud Hao brother, and motioned for them to sit down. I called another gentleman, and this time I asked all the questions on the paper.

An Xiang was not sure if Brother Hao would succeed this time, if the son-in-law of the Shi family became a fellow jinshi, the joke would be big. At this time, they all wanted to scold Li Ping, and they had nothing to do with fireworks.

Finally, the scholars all retired, all the scrolls were collected, and everyone was ready to let the emperor set the name. But they didn't know how many papers to hand in.

Brother Hao and Zeng Yi's rolls are all at Emperor Zhengyang, and generally everyone only sends the top ten to the emperor, and he decides the ranking. But now that Emperor Zhengyang has two copies, is this to let them enter the top ten, or not to let them?

Emperor Zhengyang didn't speak, and lined up the volumes of Zeng Yi and Brother Hao, and looked at it again, Emperor Zhengyang had already read it several times.

"Which of them do you think is better?" Emperor Zhengyang looked at An Xiang, An Yuan had also been Emperor Zhengyang's teacher for many years, and he was very qualified to make suggestions at this time.

"It stands to reason that the minister should be avoided, these two children, the minister is familiar with each other." Ahn Xiang laughed.

"Back then, I was able to press Zicheng to forty-two, and I didn't worry that you would be selfish." Emperor Zhengyang believed in the old man very much.

"Why don't you take a look at other people's, Lao Chen has a few good ones to look at others." An Xiang picked out a few that he really thought was good, four or five copies.

Emperor Zhengyang took it, and threw out the first one, "Let him go back and practice calligraphy!" ”

An Xiang glanced at it, okay, the words are not successful, he is used to the good words of the Zeng family, so he feels bad when he looks at anyone's words. Since it's all rotten, it feels like it's almost the same, but at this time, this one seems to be a little worse.

Silently asked the little eunuch to put it aside, looked at the others, and struggled for a moment, "The other people's words are actually similar, if you don't want to take a look, the words are okay!" ”

"Mrs. Zicheng's embroidered font is Zicheng's, can her wife write?"

"She writes very well, and I heard that her only hobby is practicing calligraphy, so even the five-year-old daughter at home must write 50 big characters every day. And Brother Hao was raised by Mrs. Zeng herself, and Mrs. Zeng punished Brother Hao by asking him to use various fonts to write the Four Books and Five Classics silently. ”

"So the reader, the words must be good." Emperor Zhengyang looked at the other volumes with disgust. The group of adults below were all covered in white sweat.