The wearing of the belt in the Ming Dynasty is also extremely exquisite, if Yang Bo is such a great minister, he may have the opportunity to wear the jade belt, otherwise only a first-class official is qualified to wear the jade belt, and the next one can only wear the rhino belt and the like

At this time, Yang Bo sent this jade belt to Shen Tianjun, but it was an invisible recognition of this girl, and he probably felt that the other party would be more qualified to wear this jade belt in the future.

didn't have too many words, looking at the old man who went to get into the carriage far away, Shen Wuyan felt a little touched in his heart, just looked back at Shen Tianjun with a blank face, and whispered: "This is what your Grandpa Yang gave you...... Keep it up. ”

Shen Tianjun nodded, and said softly curiously, "Why did Grandpa Yang give me this jade belt?" ”

Shen Wuyan groaned for a while, but he didn't know how to answer her, because women didn't wear these objects, and there were really not many female officials in Daming, not to mention that those who could be high-ranking officials were extremely rare.

So after a pause, Shen Wuyan replied slowly: "Grandpa Yang thinks I like you very much...... So I'll give you this jade belt......"

Shen Tianjun responded, but she didn't think that this object was so rare, but the small words on the jade belt attracted her for a moment, and she could probably recognize a few, and muttered in a low voice: "Emperor Zhu Houxi of the Ming Dynasty......"

Reading so softly, Shen Tianjun realized that Shen Wuyan had already walked away, so he hurriedly chased after him, shouting in his mouth: "Mr. Shen is waiting for the next ......."

Being shouted by Shen Tianjun like this, Shen Wuyan suddenly frowned, and then swept over a few whispering prisoners on the side, secretly pointing at himself, and couldn't help but turn around and hum softly: "It's all said...... Call Daddy ......"

"Call Daddy......" The little girl who rushed over hugged Shen Wuyan's thigh, she was now less than Shen Wuyan's waist, so she hugged Shen Wuyan's legs.

The little face was raised slightly, and the big round eyes looked at Shen Wuyan, and said in a low voice, "Dad...... You're going too fast......"

Shen Wuyan didn't know what to say, he just rubbed the girl's round little face and said in a low voice, "Hurry up and ...... go."

Words come out. Shen Wuyan broke free of Shen Tianjun, ignoring the strange eyes around him, and hurriedly pulled her away.

……

When Yang Bo was talking to Wang Xijue, he escaped from the teahouse, and then Yang Xian, who slipped away from the side door of Guozijian, was quite unhappy at this time, especially when he heard Yang Bo's roar before leaving. He was even more annoyed.

Now that he has a home and can't go back, he sits alone on a seat by the window of Yueyun Restaurant and eats a snack. Drinking a pot of tea is really boring.

Looking out the window at the bustling street market, the capital is about to enter the summer, and it has really begun to heat up. Fortunately, the Yueyun Restaurant is still quite cool, and it also cools down the fire a lot.

But after all, he still hated that Shen Wuyan a lot more.

This so-called Guozi Prison Supervisor, in fact, with Yang Bo's official position in the court, it is completely possible to arrange Yang Xian to be imprisoned as a prisoner, but he doesn't want it, he has to go to the exam.

It's also for the sake of face. After all, Yang Xian has no fame and no great achievements. As a veteran of the DPRK and China, Yang Xian is already his biggest heart problem.

Fortunately, with all his efforts, Yang Xian, a naughty boy who was born in a scholarly family since he was a child, was finally cultivated with a little bit of poetry and books, and then he was created into the so-called four sons of Jingming.

Although the real talent and real learning are really worth scrutinizing, the achievements of these four people in the capital really surprised Yang Bo a little. It caused quite a stir in the capital.

So much so that when the officials of the DPRK and China meet, they always have to flatter Yang Bo has a good grandson, but he is very famous in the capital, and he is the first genius in the capital in the future, and he is famous through the ages.

Hearing these words, Yang Bo was also very clear. With Yang Xian's little knowledge, his reputation in the capital is now the limit, and it is really ridiculous if he really wants to be the first talent.

Just listening to these words, they are still very useful, so that they are gradually no longer satisfied with the status quo, and hope that Yang Xian will go further. Even if you don't become a great talent, it's good if you can enter the court as an official.

It's just that Yang Xian hasn't studied hard since he was a child, and if he really asked him to go to the scientific examination, it was really a hardship, but at this age, he is not even a showman, how to go to the scientific examination.

If you don't take the imperial examination, then there is only one way left for the Guozi Prison Supervisor, and after the prison student, you can be an official in the court, although it is slightly worse than the Jinshi as an official, but it is not okay.

There are several ways to enter the country, among which the exam is the most difficult, but it is also the most valued in the court.

If Wang Shaoqing was like that, he was recommended by the Suzhou government to enter the Guozijian, and after passing the examination, he could enter the Guozijian. After being released from prison, he can enter the court as an official.

He was not born as a Jinshi, but he was also respected by all the people who came from Jinshi, but later he resigned and went home, which also made many people feel sorry.

Now Yang Bo plans to let Yang Xian take the Guozijian exam, although no one has tried this situation in the Guozijian for many years.

For Yang Xian, it doesn't matter whether he goes to the country or not, whether he enters the court as an official or not, but it doesn't matter, and the name of the so-called genius is really not interesting.

As long as you can eat, drink, and have fun in the capital, you are already very satisfied, and there are fox friends and dog friends who shout five and six, but they are better than living immortals.

In fact, most of the noble sons in the capital are like this, if the sons of several Shangshu families in the six departments have fun every day, no one will discipline them, and all this is because of the old man in his own family.

Of course, he can't say these thoughts to Yang Boming. The old man is good at everything, and he is extremely protective on weekdays, but he has a good face and a bad temper. If you say this clearly, you will be whipped again.

So he could only take the exam according to Yang Bo's wishes, which Cheng thought that the so-called exam was really a little difficult, no longer like those poems on weekdays, what strategies and books and discourses, and I didn't know what to say.

So much so that the so-called exam was just a simple formality for Yang Xian, and even the name was written with the help of the very good-looking and polite old invigilator later.

It wasn't until today that he went to Guozijian that he knew that the old man with a good face was actually the current Guozijian sacrificial wine, and he was the one who decided whether he could pass the exam.

In the early morning, when he was still in the nest and was hearty with a girl who was not familiar with him, he was disturbed by the violent knock on the door**, so he hurriedly opened the door, only to learn that he was defeated by a six-year-old girl.

At that time, he was also a little annoyed, and even heard some superfluous words, but the girl urged again and again, so he couldn't care about so much, so he slammed the door and continued the unfinished task.

But this task was destined to be unfinished, and before it could be carried out for long, the quilt was thrown down to the second floor by a strong hand......

A reprimand in the carriage, coupled with a few casual rebuttals in the Guozi Prison, was easily debunked by Wang Xijue, although the other party did not explain his ill-intentioned purpose, but with Yang Bo's intelligence, how could he not figure it out?

Therefore, it is the wisest and safest plan to slip away, and it is not until you run all the way to Yueyun Restaurant that you can settle down.

The restaurant is still a little noisy, and in recent days, because the imperial examination is going to be held, so the fourth prince of Jingming is left alone, although he is extremely reluctant to come here, after all, the conflict with the young master of the Wan family just a month ago, and the face is really dull again, but after thinking about it, there is nowhere to go, but I don't think about it.

The sky gradually darkened, and the setting sun on the horizon sprinkled on the small table, reflecting the boring figure.

Yang Xian sighed lightly, secretly thinking about whose house he was going to spend the night tonight, it was naturally impossible to go home, after all, Yang Bo was angry. The old man really knows how to pick up a knife to cut people, but he doesn't want to try it.

"Wanhualou...... Qingchun Pavilion ...... Red Sleeve Workshop ...... Where the hell are you going......

While thinking like this, Yang Xian sighed, shook his head helplessly, and said, "It's still Wanhualou......"

Saying this, he went to touch the silver bag on his waist, but he touched it empty, and his heart suddenly sank, and then he remembered that the silver bag had already been taken away by Yang Bo in the early morning, and now he couldn't even take out a penny.

At this moment, the young man on the side probably also saw Yang Xian's difficulty, couldn't help but snort softly, and said coldly: "Didn't bring any silver?" ”

Yang Xian nodded hurriedly and said, "I didn't bring any silver today...... How about delivering it tomorrow? ”

"Tomorrow?" The young man threw the rag on the table and sneered: "The shop never takes credit...... If you don't have any money, why are you coming to Yueyun Restaurant...... Yo Yo Yo ...... This is still drinking Tieguanyin, and it is really a fat man......"

"What did you say?" Yang Xian suddenly got up angrily and said angrily: "Do you think Lao Tzu has no silver? ”

The young man was not polite, he stepped forward slowly, stretched out his hand, and chuckled: "If you have money, you will settle the bill...... A total of ten taels of silver...... Eating and drinking together, but it's miserable. ”

"Who mixes and eats mixed ......" Yang Xian shouted, but his voice soon became a little weaker, and he said softly: "It's just that I didn't bring any silver when I went out today...... Tomorrow it will be doubled. ”

"Double?" The young man waved his hand and said, "What to pretend, I can give you ...... if you don't have any silver."

Yang Xian's heart suddenly burst into anger, and he suddenly threw the remaining snacks at the young man, and yelled: "Dare to call Lao Tzu uncle? ”

The young man was also stunned, but he didn't admit defeat, so he was about to go up and fight with the other party, and one hand had already grabbed Yang Xian's arm.

Yang Xian had never been humiliated like this, and then he hugged and fought with the young man.

This sudden fight made the unsuspecting guests in the distance curious. After all, in Yueyun Restaurant, such a fact is rare. Because the people who came here were literati, they wouldn't be so rude.

So everyone pointed at the man in the brocade robe, and many accused the young man of being so vulgar and unruly. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )