Chapter Eighty-Five: A Name

The students have been studying hard for more than ten years, and the vast majority of them are not for picking chrysanthemums and seeing Nanshan leisurely under the east fence. In vain, it is for the sake of strengthening the country and enriching the people, and showing the ambitions in the chest; To be honest, in fact, it is just to learn literature and martial arts, sell them to the emperor's family, and then seek to sell them for a good price.

So, in addition to Yang Shiqi, there was also a Yang Rong today, and several people suddenly held back their full energy, thinking that they would overwhelm others in speech and rhetoric and win the favor of the two ministers and Hanlin scholars.

Zhang Yue is the youngest, so he is naturally at the end of the seat at this time. Seeing Yang Shiqi and Yang Rong playing haha with each other, as if they were talking happily, but there was a certain sense of not being so dealing with each other, he knew that the ministers were not so harmonious. Of course, this is completely understandable, if the ministers are all hugging each other, then it should be the emperor's old man's nervousness.

Yang Shiqi originally just wanted to introduce a few friends to Zhang Yue, and he did not directly mention his identity as a nephew of the British court before. As a result, Yang Rong came uninvited to stir up such a harmony today, and those scholars actually revealed a certain sense of common hatred and hatred. At this moment, while talking and laughing with Yang Rong, he glanced at everyone in the study, and saw Zhang Yue sitting there peacefully, not minding the dilemma of being ignored, he couldn't help but nod secretly.

"Today, by chance, I met so many young talents here with Brother Shiqi, but I remembered when we were in the Hanlin Academy. It's been more than ten years, when everyone gathered together to drink and talk about poetry, there are countless good articles and good poems, and now everything is complicated, but there is a heart to write but can no longer write. ”

Having said that, Yang Rong's face showed a bit of self-confidence. There was a world of difference between the original editor of the Hanlin Academy and the current bachelor of the Hanlin Academy, not to mention that he was still in the Wenyuan Pavilion Counselor. Besides, the holy family has nothing to do with the grade, he doesn't envy those officials of the six departments who are the same age as him, but the grade is above him, in contrast, he is wary of those military attachΓ©s who can talk and laugh with the emperor.

At this time, a scholar in his early thirties suddenly threw out a sentence of righteousness and strict words: "Poetry and literature were originally the last way to learn, and the two bachelors are now in the Taiwan Pavilion, and there are all kinds of opportunities to benefit the world, this is the real avenue." I wait for him to be named on the gold list one day, and I should take the two bachelors as models. ”

"This is not the court playing right, what are you doing so seriously?"

It was a young man of twenty-six or seventeen who interjected, and unlike the others who sat upright, he sat with his feet crossed and his face relaxed. When he said this, he also glanced at Zhang Yue in the last seat, and then said with a smile:

"If you want me to say, the two bachelors talked about poetry and essays at the beginning, and now they decide on state affairs, it doesn't matter whether they are superior or inferior, but they are just in different moods. At that time, it was difficult to predict now, and now when I look back on that time, my mood is different, of course, I can't make the kind of poetry at that time, but who dares to say that the poetry of the two bachelors is not good now? If you want me to tell the truth, if you take out the names of the two bachelors on our poems, won't Luoyang paper be expensive for a while? ”

The naked flattery of the first person Zhang Yue couldn't bear it, but he felt that the young man's style in the back was a little interesting, especially the last sentence was bold. Seeing Yang Shiqi's indifferent smile, Yang Rong smiled dumbly, and he didn't think it was any of them, but everyone else in the seat was discolored, so he couldn't help laughing.

This smile happened to let Yang Rong see it, he frowned slightly, and then asked Yang Shiqi next to him: "By the way, Brother Shiqi, it's the first time I've seen these many people today, so don't you introduce them?" ”

Yang Shiqi just looked at the words and deeds of the scholars present, but he forgot about this experience, and at this time he started with the first person on the left - what is Gu Wanchuan in eastern Zhejiang, Mo Beihai in Hunan, Wanshijie in Fujian, and Liao Changjin in southern Anhui...... These people were the most diligent in the past, and he was good at it in just a few words, but when he came to Zhang Yue, he paused slightly.

"This is the cousin of the British duke, the auspicious symbol Zhang Yue Zhang Yuanjie. He had just come to Beijing not long ago, but Mian Ren must have recognized his teacher Du Yishan. When a group of people from our Hanlin Academy gathered together, I was the first in the history of the scriptures, and you were the first in the military strategy, but he was the first in Du Yishan in terms of articles and poetry. Brother Yishan is now back in the Hanlin Academy, and you and I can't take care of his disciple? ”

Yang Rong looked at Zhang Yue's youth, and originally thought that because the other party was the nephew of the British Gong Zhang Fu, Yang Shiqi would look at it differently, but when he heard that he was Du Zhen's disciple, he was really surprised. At that moment, he didn't sit down, stood up and walked straight to Zhang Yue, looked at it from head to toe for a long time, and then asked with a strange face: "You are actually the student of the thousand-year-old iceberg in Yishan?" ”

Zhang Yue didn't expect Yang Rong to ask this question, and when he heard the words of the thousand-year-old iceberg, he wanted to laugh but knew that the occasion was wrong, so he easily held back, so he got up and replied respectfully: "Master Du is my mentor." ”

"Teaching Mentor ......"

Yang Rong muttered four words, his face was still full of some kind of incredible expression, and his face was still stunned until he sat down. The others wondered, but Yang Shiqi knew the temperament of this colleague, so he coughed dryly to solve the embarrassing situation, and said to everyone with a smile: "Don't look at the young Yuanjie, he won the Xiucai at the age of thirteen, and he took the first class in the school year last year, and he will take the township exam this year." You live in Beijing, and you can come and go more in the future. ”

Since ancient times, literati have been inferior to each other, but among the literati, they also prefer to form associations and do some elegant deeds such as chanting poems. All the scholars in this house were familiar with each other, including Yang Shiqi's distant relatives, as well as his friends' sons and nephews or fellow villagers. They met every now and then, and even held the Wenhui to Yang Shiqi's house when he was not on duty. Hearing him say this at this time, no matter what everyone thought in their hearts, they all nodded in agreement, and at the same time, they also carefully looked at Zhang Yue again.

After some laughter, Yang Shiqi mentioned that the plum blossoms in the back garden were blooming just right, and Yang Rong enthusiastically suggested that everyone take a look. Several scholars knew that Yang Rong was the most loved by Yongle Emperor Zhu Di among the cabinet ministers, and he had already riveted his strength to show his hand, and no one would be disappointed at this time. So, seven or eight people put on their cloaks and leather robes to protect them from the cold, and walked together to the back garden.

Yang Shiqi caught a glimpse of Yang Rong frequently looking at Zhang Yue, as if he had something to say, so he deliberately picked a topic and called the others to come forward, leaving Zhang Yue behind. When he saw Yang Rong walking towards Zhang Yue, he smiled even more, thinking that the words that someone was holding in his heart just now should be poured out.

"Yuanjie, tell me, how could Du Yishan's thousand-year-old iceberg accept you as a disciple?"

Facing Yang Rong's face that couldn't hide his curiosity, Zhang Yue was suddenly dumbfounded. He really didn't expect that Yang Rong was a few steps behind in order to ask him this question, and after a moment of silence, he told the story of the day as it was, and he didn't even miss the tea competition.

"What a Shen Minwang, such an interesting thing at the beginning, he never mentioned it to me after he came back!"

After complaining, Yang Rong put away the smile that was always a little ridiculous at the beginning, patted Zhang Yue's shoulder lightly like a familiar elder, and said with a smile: "Yuanjie, don't look at the people in front of you, but they are not as good as you." It is a great opportunity to be able to worship under Brother Yishan, his face is cold and warm, since he accepted you as a student, he must be very attentive, you must not live up to his expectations! ”

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