Chapter Thirty-Six: Seeking Talent
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Seeing Zhang Rui open the notebook again, holding the pen and hurriedly recording it, Yang Ke couldn't help but smile, thinking: "No wonder Jin Sanpang wants to engage in a personality cult, there is a hardcore beauty fan, it is really vanity, but Du Fu and Du Zimei should scold her mother one day." β
In Zhang's mansion, the lights are colorful, the guests are like clouds, and Hei Qi and the stuffy gourd are also helping Zhang Hua usher in the send-off, and they are very busy. From a distance, I saw Yang Ke and Tang Zhong, Tang Bin, Zhang Chang, Wen Yang, Kuai Qin, and Pei Zan walking in side by side, Hei Qi touched Zhang Hua's arm, Zhang Hua turned his head and saw Yang Ke and others, and quickly greeted him: "These two brothers sent by Gongzi set up the mansion, organized a banquet, greeted and sent off guests, and worked hard for several days, which really helped me a lot. β
When they made an appointment in the study alone, it was obvious that Zhang Hua was looking at each other differently, and Yang Ke and the others were not humble, and under the leadership of Hei Qi, they passed through the Moon Gate from the side courtyard and entered the inner courtyard. Everyone looked at this courtyard, the place is not big, but the pattern is exquisite, along the wall root is full of green bamboo, the birds in the forest are ethereal, the yard is dotted with a few pieces of stones and flowers, a set of rattan tables and rattan chairs are simple and elegant, the whole yard scenery is as if it is natural, there is no trace of artificial piercing and chiseling, which makes people forget the dust. Tang Zhong is also a family of generations of hairpins and scholars, well-informed, knowing that the layout of this small courtyard seems to be plain, but in fact it is original, and he can't help but nod and praise: "Mao Xiangong is well-read and has a strong memory, known as a virtuous name, I didn't expect to be proficient in the way of gardening, but this square inch of land has a lot of hills and ravines, it is really a wonderful handiwork." β
"Mr. is too famous, this garden is just a little woman randomly placed some mountain stone utensils, my father likes to drink tea and read in this garden after hard work, can not enter everyone's eyes, let the gentlemen laugh." With the words, Zhang Rui was dressed in white, with fluttering clothes, and walked out of the bamboo forest like flowers and willows, and greeted everyone.
"Second uncle, let me introduce to you, this is the daughter of Mao Xiangong who once mentioned to you, Miss Zhang Rui and Zhang Youfang." After introducing Zhang Rui, she introduced Tang Zhong and others to her one by one.
Tang Zhong looked at Zhang Rui and nodded, twisting his beard and smiling: "Miss Youfang's women don't let her eyebrows, don't ask where the slave is to return, let Sima Wei be in a dilemma, admire it." β
Zhang Rui's face was slightly red: "Mr. Tang has won the award, please follow me to the study and sit down." β
Under the leadership of Zhang Rui, the group walked along the green brick path through the quiet bamboo forest, a corner of a three-bay room appeared, and the word "thatched house" was hung on the door plaque, and the whole building was clumsy, revealing a strong elegant charm. After letting everyone into the study and sitting down, and serving tea and snacks, Zhang Rui was blessed: "Wait for a while, please sit down, the little woman will retire first, and my father will come immediately." After the humble resignation, Zhang Rui glanced at Yang Ke and floated away.
Looking at Zhang Rui's distant back, Hei Qi smiled and said: "Miss Zhang asks three times a day, when will the son arrive, it is easy to see the true god, and I said goodbye in a hurry, it seems that it is our group of people who poke here and spoil the scenery." β
Everyone understood in their hearts, looked at each other and smiled, Yang Ke didn't care, and changed the topic: "Seventh brother, I have worked hard for you to help Master Zhang Luo repair the mansion and prepare a congratulatory banquet in the past few days." β
"Where does the bitterness come from, Hei Qi has good wine and good food every day, and he is very happy, in the future, this kind of wine bag and rice bag work, although the son is assigned, my old black is the more the merrier, and those who come will not refuse." Hei Qi is witty by nature, and this remark made everyone laugh.
"You're a black old sevenγγγγγγ" Zhang Chang and Hei Qi are the main servants, they are actually brothers, and the two of them are both from the green forest, and they are used to laughing and scolding, so they have always been informal, pointing at Hei Qi and scolding with a smile: "Go and help Lord Zhang to greet the guests, let Lord Zhang make time, Gongzi and Lord Zhang have important matters to discuss today." Also, don't just eat by yourself, and bring us a table of wine, Childe hasn't eaten yet. β
"Well, the son will wait a minute, and the subordinates will arrange it." Hei Qi smiled and took the order.
Yang Ke looked around the study, only to see the four walls outside the window, the wall was full of dill, occasionally dotted with one or two Jianlan, green and lush, the door was placed in front of the inkstone pond, and the potted pond near the window was full of five or seven golden carp, and the sky was lively. Indoor guqin, ancient inkstone, ancient bell Ding Yi ware, strange stone inkstone screen, pen grid and other things are readily available, what is more amazing is the study room of three rooms, in addition to the one that entertains guests, the other two rooms are full of shelves and boxes, piled up, everywhere, there are bamboo slips, there are silk books, there are also books bound with paper. The Jin Dynasty was the era when papermaking began to spread widely, but books of different materials still coexisted. Yang Ke's undergraduate dissertation in his previous life was entitled "On the Social Nature and Main Contradictions of the Jin Dynasty", at that time, Zhang Hua was studied as one of the guinea pigs in the bureaucratic group, and the historical reference materials read in the research process recorded that Zhang Hua was not only a politician and a writer, but also a famous bibliophile. Yang Ke secretly speculated: "The ancients did not deceive me, it seems that the sugar-coated cannonball carefully prepared today can hit with one hit." β
Zhang Hua hurriedly entered the study: "I've been waiting for a long time. After greeting everyone one after another, Zhang Hua took Yang Ke's hand: "Young Master Yang, please take a seat." After speaking, Yang Ke was pressed to the seat, and he was about to bow and pay respects.
Yang Ke's eyes were quick, and he held Zhang Hua: "Mao Xiangong, the kid is a junior, you can't help it, you want to make the juniors embarrassed." β
Zhang Hua's tone was sincere: "The little girl was unfortunately implicated and convicted, but fortunately she was rescued by the son, and the son was very gracious, even if Hua was crushed, it would be difficult to repay the γγγγγγγ β
Yang Ke saw that he didn't mention a word about exempting himself from the crime of exile, and helped him return to the court, take back the old house, settle his family and other things, just talking about saving Zhang Rui, he already knew in his heart, Zhang Hua was born in a family, and he was a scholar, so he naturally valued the name of the lintel more than his life, Zhang Rui was implicated and hired as an official prostitute, rescued her by himself, and removed her from the trace, and also preserved her innocence, not only saved Zhang Rui alone, but also saved the name of Zhang Hua's family. It seems that this Zhang Hua has the same common problem as a scholar, that is, cherishing feathers. After meeting, he expressed his heart directly, did not shy away from taboos, and obviously took the frank route of a gentleman, not like those old fritters in the officialdom, the city government is quite deep, and he is a straight man.