"Are you sure Ji Yongning is really sick and can't participate in the Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Meeting?" The butler finally asked solemnly.

The people of the Chongwang Mansion stubbornly said, "It's true." The little ones saw it with their own eyes. ”

Although he didn't know why the housekeeper was so concerned that Ji Ning couldn't participate in the Mid-Autumn Festival poetry meeting in Chongwangfu, he didn't verify it carefully, and secondly, he accepted He An's silver taels, which he couldn't let the housekeeper know.

After sending the men away, the butler immediately went to report to the chief butler. The chief housekeeper immediately reported to the county lord Zhao Yuanxuan.

The person who personally invited Ji Ning to participate in the Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Meeting in Chongwangfu was Zhao Yuanxuan.

However, Zhao Yuanxuan himself didn't want to see Ji Ning, and it was Princess Wenren Zhao Yuanrong who wanted to see Ji Ning. It's just that Zhao Yuanrong is inconvenient to personally name Ji Ning and invite Ji Ning, so he has to have Zhao Yuanxuan do it for him.

Zhao Yuanxuan couldn't help gloating when he learned that Ji Ning was sick: "Hmph, you deserve the surname Ji!" Let you have such a yin problem that will cause the county lord to forget to sleep and eat for three days and three nights, and his vitality will be greatly damaged! Call your mouth too poisonous, dare to scold me for being stupid and cerebral palsy! Teach you to cheat people out of money, knock on the bones, and suck the marrow, and treat words as a business! Retribution now, right? Hum! “

In the end, she went to tell Zhao Yuanrong.

Zhao Yuanrong learned that the beautiful face showed some pity.

She didn't say anything, though.

After all, she just thought that Ji Ning might be a good talent.

There are many talents working under her command now, so it is impossible for her to put too much thought into Ji Ning, a potential talent, and it is impossible for her to descend to visit Ji Ning in person.

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Because he was sick and couldn't go to the Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Festival in Chongwangfu, Ji Ning naturally couldn't go to Sanwei Academy to attend classes immediately.

Fortunately, the gentleman from Sanwei Academy is enough now, and it doesn't matter if he doesn't go to class for a day or two.

However, before the Mid-Autumn Festival, the **** on August 14 had to go to Guozijian to meet Shen Kang.

One is that it is time to hand in the "homework", and the other is that as half a disciple, the grand festival of the Mid-Autumn Festival, it is a necessary etiquette to give gifts and holiday greetings to the teacher.

Therefore, on the morning of August 14, Ji Ning prepared gifts, put the "Analects" and "The Mean" copied in the past few days into the carriage, and finally set off for the Guozijian of Jinling City.

On the way to Guozijian in Jinling City, passing by the bank of the Qinhuai River, Ji Ning saw that there were many people upstream along the road, and the painting boat on the water of the Qinhuai River was also busy.

It turned out that although the Mid-Autumn Festival was less than a day away, the Oiran Dabi had already begun. Tomorrow's Mid-Autumn Festival night is already the final final, to determine the final Oiran.

In addition, the tourists on the side of the Qinhuai River are not only people from Jinling City, but also people from other places who admire and rush here.

"Young Master, you won't be discovered by the people of Chongwang's Mansion when you travel, right?" In the carriage, Yu Ling asked with some concern.

Ji Ning couldn't help but smile and said, "You think too much." How can you pay attention to your young master and me? Rest assured, nothing is wrong. Wait until tomorrow night, young master, I'll take you shopping and go to see Oiran Dabi. Don't you want to go? If you don't want to go, forget it. ”

"Go, of course I want to go." Yu Ling immediately said, for fear that her young master really thought that she didn't want to go to the night market in the Mid-Autumn Festival to see the Oiran Dabi. As for her unfounded worries about the fact that the Chongwang Mansion found out that Ji Ning was pretending to be sick, she had already forgotten about it.

Ji Ning said with a smile: "I really don't understand why so many people are keen to participate in the Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Meeting?" In the poetry meeting, I tried my best to compose poems, not to mention, I had to intrigue and fight, how tiring I was. It is much more comfortable to see the Oiran Dabi, there are so many green buildings in Jinling City, and the most beautiful and talented are all gathered together, how pleasing to the eye! ”

The carriage rolled forward, and finally arrived at the Guozijian of Jinling City. Entering through the gate, under the gaze of all the scholars, the carriage went all the way and stopped in front of the half-mountain residence.

Ji Ning jumped down from the carriage and saw a lot of carriages parked in front of the Zhu Gate in the middle of the mountain, among which there were many luxurious and magnificent two-horse or even three-horse carriages, which were the most greetings in his carriage in comparison.

It is estimated that the Mid-Autumn Festival is coming, and Shen Kang's disciples have rushed over to send gifts and greetings to Shen Kang.

After Yu Ling and He An took the things off the carriage, Ji Ning closed the paper folding fan and walked towards the gate calmly.

The door is completely open, and there are even more family members guarding the door, ready to welcome visitors.

"Deacon Chen, the kid is polite." Ji Ning walked to the gate and saluted a middle-aged man who was guarding the gate as a guest.

That Deacon Chen happened to be the servant of the Mid-Mountain House who guided Ji Ning last time, and he politely returned the salute to Ji Ning: "Ji Gongzi, you are here." Hurry up inside the house, please. ”

As he spoke, he was about to show Ji Ning the way.

It stands to reason that he is guarding the gate as a guest and can't leave easily, but Ji Ning was specially explained by Shen Kang last night, so he made an exception and personally guided Ji Ning.

"Thank you, Deacon Chen." Ji Ning thanked Deacon Chen, and then entered with Deacon Chen.

He An and Yu Ling hurriedly followed with gifts and "homework". Now the people who come and go in and out of the Mid-Levels House are big people, and they can't help but be a little nervous.

When I entered the courtyard, I found that the mid-mountain residence was very popular

Although no one made a loud noise, I saw many middle-aged people with extraordinary bearing and luxurious clothes standing in groups of three or five in a small circle to talk and narrate, which was completely different from the last time when it was cold and quiet.

Ji Ning couldn't help but sigh a little, the big backer Shen Kang is really full of peach and plums.

You must know that Shen Kang is over seventy years old, and most of his disciples are not young, and they are basically scattered in all corners of the Great Yong Dynasty as officials or become respected Confucian Confucians with local fame. Although the Mid-Autumn Festival is important, it is also so important that all Shen Kang's disciples gather thousands of miles together, and it is estimated that only one-tenth of the disciples who came to greet the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Based on this estimate, how influential Shen Kang's title of university scholar should be!

Deacon Chen guided Ji Ning to the door of a relatively quiet room, then stopped and said to Ji Ning: "Master Ji, you enter the room first to rest, and I will go and inform the master." ”

Ji Ning thanked Deacon Chen, and Deacon Chen returned the salute and left in a hurry.

Deacon Chen left, and Ji Ning turned around and walked into the room, his eyes swept into the room habitually.

The next moment, he couldn't help but be stunned, and saw a pair of beautiful big black and white eyes staring at him, and the delicate little face carved in pink and jade was clearly covered with anger.

Ji Ning quickly came back to his senses, and while walking in, he smiled indifferently: "Hehe, don't stare at me so angrily." Did you finally find out that you were stupid? Can't answer such a simple question? That's right, you're stupid. You should be grateful to Master Ben for letting you really know yourself. ”

"Ji Ning, you big liar!" The other party scolded angrily regardless of the image.

It turned out that the person who was glaring at Ji Ning in the room was none other than Zhao Yuanxuan.