Chapter 2 Xiaoman ()

"Who are you? How dare you play so much in front of Wenyuan Courtyard!" As he said that, a glimmer flashed in Zhang Henian's eyes, and a few thoughts flashed in his heart: "Hmph, just look at these two people, you know at least! If you really don't understand... Humph!"

"Funting?" Tan Zong was stunned, and he realized something in his heart. He quickly let go of Xu Jun, quickly tidied up the wrinkled Confucian shirt, and then bowed to continue, "Sir, please calm down. Tong Sheng was from Yuhang. Because he was familiar with Xu Jun and Xu Wen of Nanjing Prefecture, he heard that he had won the Jie Yuan. He was so happy that he lost his duty as a student. I hope he would forgive me."

After Tan Zong finished speaking, he quickly pulled Xu Jun beside him.

"Yes, it's so. Tan Zong and I were friends, and I was used to laughing on weekdays. I couldn't help but feel happy and didn't notice it for a while. I offended the adults. I hope he would forgive me." After saying that, Xu Jun also bowed, and even confronted Tan Zong.

"Oh, this is what you said!" Seeing that the two of them heard what they meant, Zhang Henian couldn't help but sigh for their wise words, "The newcomer is so good." Then he turned around and said to the three soap officials: "Three, what do you think?"

Based on the principle that more things are better than less things, the three supervisors will naturally not make any mistakes. Moreover, this situation has been uncommon since Emperor Gaozu issued a special decree, and it has happened many times over the years, so it is also a blind eye. What's more, one of the parties involved is Jie Yuan from Nanjing Prefecture this year. Although he may not be able to win the top scorer in the future, he must not be able to escape from a Jinshi. It is better if such a person is not offended.

The three of them came from the same origin and looked at each other, and they already understood their own ideas. The person at the beginning did not speak, but just waved his hand, showing that he had no objection.

The supervision did not speak, which was also the rule set by Emperor Taizu back then: officials who were responsible for supervision should not speak during supervision unless necessary. This rule was originally a practice of military supervisory position, but after the founding of the People's Republic of China, it was extended to the supervision office.

Seeing that the three of them had no intention of dealing with them, Zhang Henian turned around and smiled slightly at Xu Tan and the others, then calmed down and said angrily: "Hmph, this time you are lucky, the three supervisors will not pursue the matter. Since that is the case, Xu Wenchang can stay and wait for admission to the hospital. If you, a child, are not Yayuan, please leave."

Zhang Henian's smile that was about to stop was taken away by Tan Zong. He knew that this person was intending to sell his favor. Although he was not worried about his future, he had to accept it at this time. But Tan Zong still had a big event in his heart, so how could he give up so easily. He quickly said, "Thank you, sir. But Tong Sheng asked boldly, I don't know who Yayuan is this year?"

"Oh?" Seeing that Tan Zong dared to ask, a strange color flashed across Zhang Henian's face, but he felt that the Tongsheng in front of him was quite interesting. He immediately looked at Tan Zonggao three times, and even felt that if this person entered the officialdom, he would be much better in the future than Jie Yuan, Xu Jun and Xu Wenlong.

Having thoughts in his heart, Zhang Henian stopped talking. He just glanced at the emperor list in his hand, but saw that the word Yuhang was indeed followed by the word "Ya Yuan", and the name of Tan Zong and Tan Menghua was connected behind him. He suddenly realized in his heart: The person in front of him was indeed Ya Yuan from Nanjing Prefecture this year!

Then he thought of the two exam papers. If Tan Zong Shiwen had not been a little inferior, he would have been afraid that the position of Jie Yuan would have changed hands. Several examiners also said when chatting that based on Tan Zong's attainment in mathematics and physics, even if he was young, he would probably be able to go to work and work as a copywriting job in the second department of household registration.

Thoughts were changing, Zhang Henian's expression remained unchanged, and he didn't say much or greet him. He still held his voice and said as if he was singing a name before: "Ya Yuan, Yuhang Tan Zong Tan Menghua!"

"Sir, Mr. Xie." Tan Zong smiled in his heart, but felt that the big thing in his heart had finally come to an end, which was considered that his efforts after three days of exams were finally rewarded.

Thinking of this, Tan Zong smiled again: "I was worried about dying before entering the examination room. After all, although I was familiar with ancient Chinese, I was familiar with those classical Chinese. But I had never seen the eight-legged essays that passed the imperial examination before I got the test paper and found that it was not the case! Hey, what was the last question? Chicken and rabbit in the same cage? This seems to be junior high school knowledge."

"Oh, is it you?" Although Zhang Henian had already determined it, he had to look dumb.

Seeing Tan Zong's expression of unscathing, Zhang Henian nodded slightly and said to the two: "You two can be admitted to the hospital now, or you can come to the hospital with the minor officials of our hospital in the evening. It is important to know that you need to check the test papers in person to prove that you are correct."

This verification procedure was originally inherent. Although Tan Zong had only been in this world for a few days, he had already heard from others, so he didn't say much. He just bowed and said he would come back tonight.

Tan Zong’s answer seems confused, but in fact it is also the rules of the past years.

You should know that from noon to evening, there is a time for the exam examiner and the accompanying supervisors to rest. Even the banquets of the prefects of various prefectures will be held at noon. Therefore, students must not be ignorant of any tribute. Therefore, they quickly pulled Xu Wen's long sleeves and sang: "Give me a gift to you."

Xu Wenchang was also shocked and sang: "Great to see you off."

"You wait and go, remember not to miss the time." After that, Zhang Henian shook his long sleeves and greeted the three supervisors, and then led his two entourage back to the hospital.

As the few people left, the gate of Wenyuan Courtyard closed again. However, the circle of children and more than a dozen new juren around the door were unwilling to leave.

Someone shouted: "Come on this fat man who eats oil cakes and butter. After today, I will not be able to avenge you. Don't miss the opportunity!" But I finally realized that someone was also covered with oil. Someone shouted: "Come on the Tan Menghua, everyone in Su is afraid that they are still waiting for news in Qiuyue Tower!"

As soon as these words came out, all the onlookers woke up. Everyone was happy just now, waiting to listen to the news and watch the fun, but who knew that the adults would kill their souls. Now listening to "Su Jia", "Qiu Yue Tower" made the soul cross the Naihe Bridge and spit out Meng Po soup. After he really came back to Yanglai, he quickly followed and said in unison: "Yes, Yes, I'll be the one who is going to let Tan Menghua be held. Let's go to Qiu Yue Tower to ask everyone for a wedding wine!"

"So I say that the most annoying thing in this world is these onlookers!" Tan Zong, who was caught in his sleeve, muttered to Xu Wenchang, who was treated with him, and sighed: "These passersby A, B, C, and D who are specializing in soy sauce are so helpless!"

When he was talking, Tan Zong suddenly felt something and looked up at Wenyuan Pavilion. He happened to see the fleeting figure behind a window that was about to be closed.

"Bang!"

As the window was closed heavily, the originally clear room suddenly fell into darkness, leaving only the faint sound of the song coming from behind the screen. At the other end of the room, a beauty was covering her face with her hands and laughing, watching her sister slowly crossing the wine in her throat into the mouth of the young master in the main seat.

"Young Master, why bother to be angry about the crazy man? Besides, Su Jin is nothing more than a singer with a little fame. Can she be as beautiful as a young prostitute who is not aware of the beauty than our sisters who are good at serving you?" After that, the beauty put her in her arms and put it into the young master's mouth.

The beauty knows the fun. When the lotus root slices were about to enter the mouth, the chopsticks paused and stopped. The young master was about to get angry when he suddenly realized that a bunch of black hair was covered, and a small snake wrapped in a piece of red lotus came up.

"Okay, okay, what a lotus fragrance, it's really delicious!" The young master laughed and immediately caught the black hair again.

This lotus root is the best red lotus root. When cut, it is the most sliver. The most rare thing is that this thread is different from other lotus roots, but it is like bloody threads, so it has the name of blood lotus roots. Even if there are countless wealthy people in Nanjing, there may be only one in a thousand people who eat it. If it is not a noble family, you can't even think of it just by being rich.

And there is only one person in the entire Nanjing Prefecture who can eat such precious things in early April, which is the current prefect of the Nanjing Prefecture. This young master is naturally Wang Dong, the only son of the prefect of the Nanjing Prefecture and the only son of Wang Ren!

"Since you think it's delicious, you're still thinking about Su Jin's doing it. As long as I, Sister Lianxiang, accompany Mr. Jia every day, wouldn't it be! If Sister Lianxiang is not enough, Nunu Qinghe will naturally be willing to serve Mr. Jia."

"What do you know!" Wang Dong, who was wearing a Confucian shirt, frowned, and the lotus fragrance of the lotus that ferryed with wine and fed lotus roots suddenly burst into laughter, and immediately slid down Wang Dong's body. A cloudy hair between Wang Dong's crotch was shaking lightly, and several golden branches moved frequently. In a short while, Wang Dong felt his blood and energy surged to his lower body, and quickly lifted the conscious beauty up again.

"Hate!" Lian Xiang opened her mouth, but she spoke a soft Wu dialect that was different from the official language. The soft tone only made the prince even more tempting. When Wang Dong saw the aggrievedness in Lian Xiang's eyes, he only moved his heart again, wishing that he could press the charming lady under her and let her take care of her for him.

Lianxiang is the leader in the romantic scene, a truly sensible master. She didn't know that this master was really interested in him, and a little proud flashed in her eyes. She was about to continue to use some tricks to let the prince taste his own benefits and to gain some capital for future generations. Suddenly, she found that her body trembled, but there was no one around her.

The man was covered in black clothes. Even though the light in the room was dim, Lianxiang still felt that this man seemed to be three more points darker than the light. For a moment, a little fear flashed in Lianxiang's heart: after staying in this place of romance and moon for a long time, he naturally heard of such a master who was so tall and high. How could he not understand that the person in front of him was probably the "follow" of the little overlord of Nanjing.

The man didn't say hello to anyone, but just nodded to Wang Dong and whispered: "The girl named Xiaoman is here."

Wang Dong seemed to have been familiar with this person's habits and did not care at all. He just pushed the lotus fragrance on his body, sat up quickly, and while tidying up his Confucian shirt, he said, "Call the little man in quickly." But the voice was quite loud, and it seemed that he was not talking to the person in front of him, but it seemed that he was deliberately talking to the person outside the room to listen.

Seeing the man in black turn and leave, Lianxiang was about to speak, but listened to his young master continue, "You can go behind the screen to avoid it for a while, remember not to tell anyone to discover it."

Lianxiang was stunned when she heard this. She was strangely aware that Qinghe and she were looking at each other. She suddenly realized that this was not the time to ask questions. She quickly stood up and ran behind the screen with Qinghe.

There was a different world behind the screen, otherwise there would be no way to accommodate the elegant and elegant prostitute. Even if there were too many, the two of them would not feel crowded, so they would not be discovered.

"Sister, is that Xiaoman the maid from Su Jin?" Lianxiang was curious enough. Although she had not seen anyone yet, she felt very sure.

"Shh..." Qinghe blew her fingers and looked around at the musical prostitutes around her, then she whispered: "Just look, don't talk, have you forgotten the rules in this building?"

Lianxiang and Qinghe wanted to come in and out together, even if they were married, they would be on the same day. They served the same kind guest. They intended to do so when they named them, so they also got the name of "Qinglian with the same roots" in the Jiangnan Fengyue Field. Therefore, even if the two exchanged glances, they could find each other's meaning.

Although Lianxiang is reckless in doing things, Qinghe is very mature. Therefore, Qinghe is the most important among the two. Lianxiang is very respectful to her on weekdays, and she often asks Qinghe to plan something when encountering things.

After Qinghe glanced at him, Lianxiang immediately knew that her sister was thinking—but she warned her to be too polite. She quickly stopped talking, but just opened her eyes wide and looked out through the gauze.

Only a few breaths have passed, and one more person will be added in the room.

When Lianxiang saw the visitor, she was dumbfounded and felt that the most ridiculous thing in the world was this.

"Sister...this..."

"Shh, be careful!" Qinghe covered Lianxiang's mouth with one hand and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "This is a bit strange, and I'd better not get involved." After that, she seemed to think of something, but a little hesitation flashed across her face and said: "I hope this is the best."

"Young Master."

Xiaoman saw Wang Dong, who was dressed in upright clothes, and was about to salute, but he was suddenly caught by someone. The warm feeling came from his arms, and he just went into his mind. He felt a little hot, and even his face turned red.

"Xiaoman must not be so polite. If everyone Su really enters my house, you will naturally be my family." Seeing Xiaoman's expression of emotion, a strange color flashed in Wang Dong's eyes, and he secretly blamed himself for his discovery that Xiaoman is really an amazing beauty today, and he has never noticed it on weekdays!

Wang's movements were straightforward and even a bit vulgar, but Xiaoman didn't think it was at all. He just lowered his head and didn't dare to look up at the handsome face in his heart that made him dream of, and whispered: "Young Master, don't say that, Nu Nu can't afford to take it."

"Xiaoman, you..." Wang Dong was about to continue to speak leniently, comforting the girl who was showing off her beauty, but Xiaoman interjected her. A little anger flashed across her face, but she immediately restrained without waiting for anyone to see her.

"Although Nunu is like a sister with the lady, he is still the lady's maid after all. He just couldn't bear to see the lady being deceived by the madman, so he came to see the young master and hoped to find a solution." As if he was moved, Xiaoman couldn't help but breathe a breath and continued, "Xiaoman's thoughts are all for the lady. If he has a different intention, he will have a clear and natural law. But if the lady really enters the palace in the future, I hope the young master will love my lady very much. Don't dislike her humble status and be born in a raid."

As soon as Xiaoman said this, a man and a woman suddenly sighed in her heart at the same time: "What a great girl!"

"Sister, although this little man is doing something wrong with his master's actions. But according to her words and deeds, this girl is considered to be affectionate and righteous. However, I was talking about Tan Menghua's all kinds of bad things, but you and I also knew that if one day I could get into the eyes of Mr. Yayuan, I'm afraid you and I wouldn't be able to help but become a good person." Lianxiang picked up a tuft of velvet beside her, and a little lonely look flashed in her eyes: "It's a pity that this good thing was snatched away by Su Jin."

At this time, the two were lying in a carriage. The carriage was quite novel. It was actually four wheels, small in front and large in the back, and the difference was huge. Another servant in a servant's uniform sat in the front seat, raising the horse whip, making crackling sounds from time to time.

If Tan Zong saw it, although he would not scream, he would be surprised and wondered: How could he see such an extremely orthodox Western-style carriage in this Nanjing Prefecture!

"My silly sister!" Qinghe laughed at her sister who was quite ignorant of the world and said with a giggle: "I'm not that simple, but I think this matter is not that simple. I'm afraid there are many tricks in it. Now, please listen to my sister and I'll share it with you."

"Oh?" Lianxiang felt energetic for a moment and quickly took a look. What she admired most in her life was her sister who was as wise as Zhuge. Sometimes she even hated why God didn't give birth to a man for her sister.

Seeing Lianxiang looking anxious, Qinghe stopped her mouth and said slowly: "I'm very thirsty in her mouth, so you can pour me a cup of tea first."

This is what the sisters usually do when they play, so Lianxiang doesn't mess with her. She just took out the best Biluochun from the secret compartment, soaked it in warm water, brought it to Qinghe, lowered her eyebrows and said with her eyes: "Please have tea from my sister."

"Be good, I will not be afraid of not understanding the rules and offending the big wife when I join the Yayuan family." After that, Qinghe herself laughed out loud, but couldn't help laughing and making a fuss.

Seeing Qinghe making fun of her previous words, Lianxiang suddenly stepped forward to tear Qinghe's mouth. Qinghe was not willing to do so. She suddenly laughed and made a joke in the same place, and the sound of orioles in the car was heard, and the Luo shirt flew everywhere.

After the two of them had enough trouble, they packed up their clothes, and ignored the cup of Biluochun and fell on the cashmere blanket that they had woven with unknown amounts of lamb fur. They wet a big piece.

"You said before that Xiaoman was a good person who was willing to consider the master, but in my opinion, it was far from that." Qinghe took a sip of tea, and felt that although the Biluochun soaked in warm water was not the best, it also had a unique flavor, the tea actually exuded a different fragrance.
Chapter completed!