Chapter 87: The Second Generation of the Most Miserable Official
The gentleman who sold the candy seemed to recognize Bai Zhi, and when he handed her the candy man, he reminded him: "Ah Zi girl, eat less sugar, eating too much is not good for your teeth." β
Bai Zhi smiled and said, "Got it, Mr. Sugar Man." β
Gao Ming was simply shocked, how many times have you bought the sugar man, and people are reluctant to sell it to you?
Isn't it a shame to stand in line for so long in the middle of a group of children?
The two of them walked on the street, and the candy man in their hands seemed to be a little eye-catching......
Gao Ming lowered his head and bit a piece of sugar man, well, it's quite sweet......
"Sugar gourd, sugar gourd......"
There are people selling sugar gourds standing at the lively street corner and constantly soliciting.
Gao Ming glanced at Bai Zhi, who was concentrating on taking small sips with his head down, carefully licking the sugar man in his hand, so he pointed to the vendor selling sugar gourds and reminded Bai Zhi to say, "Senior sister, sugar gourds!"
But I saw Bai Zhi holding a sugar man in her mouth, raised her eyelids and glanced at him contemptuously: "This adult still eats sugar gourds, naΓ―ve ghost!"
Gao Ming was shocked! Who did the childish ghost say?
Bai Zhi carefully started from the top, trying not to destroy the overall appearance of the sugar man, and ate a whole sugar man little by little, but the other one was collected long ago, and he didn't take it out again to continue eating.
Gao Ming asked Bai Zhi: "Senior sister, why don't you eat it, isn't there another one?"
Bai Zhi snorted and said, "That's reserved for Lu Luo, you can't move!"
Gao Ming: ???
Can you wipe the saliva off your mouth before saying that?
I saw Bai Zhi's eyes light up as she walked, and said, "Let's go, I'll take you to see something good!"
As he spoke, he didn't wait for Gao Ming to answer, and as soon as he pulled Gao Ming, he walked quickly through the crowd.
Bai Zhi never needed Gao Ming's consent, no matter how Gao Ming reacted, he was pulled into a slightly cold corner.
There is a calligraphy and painting stall in this corner, and the owner of the calligraphy and painting stall does not shout or publicize, but just sits there quietly, playing with pen and ink by himself.
Bai Zhi walked over and greeted with a big grin: "Hi, Xiao An~"
The boss looked up, and he was a very young man. He is not tall, thin and has beautiful eyebrows.
A long hair is tied at the back of his head very casually, but his face is very clean; a plain robe is very simple, but it is very neat and clean; his hands are white and delicate, he should not have done heavy work, and he has been dancing with ink and blue all year round, but he is not dyed, and his hands are clean.
All in all, this is a very casual but very clean scholar.
The scholar named Xiao An raised his head, and when he saw that Bai Zhi was coming, he immediately put down the fine brush in his hand, and greeted with a smile: "It's the county lord who is here, please take a seat." β
It seems that this Xiao An knows Bai Zhi's identity, but he doesn't seem restrained at all.
Bai Zhi stepped forward with a smile, and deliberately thought with a smile: "Where do you let me sit?"
Xiao An turned his head to look around, and there were some hanging or unfolded calligraphy and paintings around him, where is there a place to sit?
Xiao An smiled and pulled out the only small bench from under his buttocks, and said, "There is a sit, there is a sit." β
Bai Zhi smiled and pouted: "Don't sit, disgusted!"
Xiao An smiled, put the small bench aside, and didn't sit down, standing with Bai Zhi.
Xiao An said: "Wait a while, the county lord, I have finished reading the book you borrowed from me last time, so I will return it to you." β
As he spoke, he turned around and found a book under the stall and handed it to Bai Zhi.
The book was carefully wrapped in cloth, and Gao Ming couldn't see what it was. Just look at the thickness of the appearance, it is the style of the usual book, and the book is not very thick.
Bai Zhi took it, put it away directly, and said, "Finished reading it so soon?"
Xiao An smiled: "The county lord said that he was joking, the last time the county lord came here was three or four months ago. β
"Oh, is it?" Bai Zhi thought about it carefully and said, "It seems to be true." β
Xiao An smiled, as if he was used to Bai Zhi's occasional confusion.
Bai Zhi pulled Gao Ming over and said, "Xiao An, introduce to you, this is the little brother I just received, and when I am not there in the future, you can ask him to help you." β
Xiao An looked at Gao Ming carefully, and said in surprise: "Can you enter the Beijing Normal School like this?"
Gao Ming: ...... I have a ...... I don't know if I should talk about it......
Master used to have a good impression of you, but now...... Well......
That Xiao An also realized that he had lost his words, and apologized again and again: "I'm sorry, this little brother, I don't mean to belittle you, it's just too unexpected, I made a mistake for a while, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"
Gao Ming was speechless, it is better not to apologize if you say this.
At the moment, Gao Ming didn't want to give anyone any face, gritted his teeth and said: "It's okay, it's okay, it's a little thing, brother Tai doesn't need to care." β
That's right, what is face? I didn't know it at all.
I saw Xiao An respectfully salute: "The younger brother's surname is Wang, and his name is Poor An." I don't know my brother's surname?"
Gao Ming said: "Don't dare. The younger brother's surname is Gao, and his single name is a chirp, and the chirp is chirping. β
I only heard Wang Luo'an politely praise: "'Raising your voice from afar, not by the autumn wind. 'Good name. [Note (1)]
Gao Ming smiled: "Where." Brother Tai is called peace?"
Gao Ming thought that this brother had some accents, and the nasal voice was indistinguishable from the poor front and back, so he confirmed it. After all, I have only heard of people who use the name of peace, but few people use the word poverty.
But he heard the king of poor peace say, "No, it is not peace, but poor peace." My father once said that if people are poor, they will be safe, and if they are safe, they will be blessed. Therefore, this name is used as an admonition to the lower at all times, to seek poverty and not wealth, and to be safe and not blessed. β
Gao Ming suddenly sighed when he heard this, Reader!
Gao Ming said in admiration: "Ling Zun must be an extraordinary person with such good remarks. I wonder if the boy can ask to see his old man and listen to a lesson or two?"
That Wang Poor An looked embarrassed, looked at Gao Ming, turned his head to look at Bai Zhi again, and muttered in his mouth that he didn't dare to agree: "This ......"
Bai Zhi stepped forward to relieve the siege, patted Gao Ming's shoulder and said, "His father is not an ordinary person, he can see him if he wants to. His father is a big official, have you heard of Lord Hanlin walking in the south study?"
Gao Ming originally thought that this was the descendant of a hermit, who hid in the city and sold calligraphy and paintings on the street for a living. But it turned out to be a second-generation official, so let's pretend to be forced!
Gao Ming suddenly became cold and said, "Oh, it turns out that high-ranking officials are not easy to introduce, but it is rude, and it is inconvenient." β
Gao Ming secretly said in his heart, what are you pretending to be, Lao Tzu has even seen the emperor, the emperor and Lao Tzu are brothers, can your father be as big as the emperor?
But I heard Bai Zhi say with a smile: "It's not that it's not bad to introduce, it's that his father is very fierce, and he is extremely cold to his son's offspring, basically he doesn't want such a son, and he restricts and restricts his son." The son is not allowed to test his fame, his son is not allowed to enter the school, his son is not allowed to practice qi, and his son is not allowed to practice martial arts. I really don't know how there is such a dad in this world. Little junior brother, do you ever know which dynasty and which generation of the sons of Lord Hanlin were forced to live on the streets to sell calligraphy and paintings?"
Gao Ming was surprised in his heart, this ...... I really didn't expect it.
It turned out that it wasn't pretending.
Gao Ming was ashamed of what he had just thought, even though no one noticed it, he still felt a little embarrassed. A dignified five-foot man, he is so small. I'm so ashamed of you, Gao Ming!
Lesson me!
Gao Ming secretly determined to get rid of his own problem.
At this moment, Gao Ming's feelings for Wang Poor An became close again.
Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in Gao Ming's mind, surnamed Wang?
Gao Ming suddenly remembered that when he first arrived at Rizhenmen Star, on the first night, he got lost in the palace, and then was assassinated by a fool for some reason, and Bai Qing rushed to save his life.
And that fool seems to be the undercover agent of the South Study.
Later, Bai Sheng also called Lord Wang Hanlin, the boss of the South Study, to come and clean the yard in person. His Majesty the Emperor came to dinner that night and went back with Wang Hanlin, and the two seemed quite close.
Gao Ming looked at the polite and gentle little scholar in front of him with complicated eyes, and remembered the thin and senile Wang Hanlin. In addition to the very different postures and expressions of the two, there is indeed some similarity between the eyebrows and eyes.
Gao Ming asked, "Could it be the Lord Wang Hanlin in front of His Majesty the Emperor?"
Bai Zhi smiled and said, "Not bad." The South Study Walk, also known as the Imperial Walk, is currently the most favored and trusted minister of real power, even when the prime minister is not as powerful as his father. β
Gao Ming smacked his tongue when he heard it, but he didn't expect that such an inconspicuous-looking thin little old man would be so powerful.
I didn't expect that with such a big man, his son would be so miserable......
Note: (1) The poem is from Yu Shinan's famous work "Cicada" in the Tang Dynasty.