Chapter 3337 Painting and Sauce

Zhou Man took out the bottle of sauce and handed it to Bai Shan. He also thoughtfully wrote the function of the bottle of sauce and how to use it. Mr. Zhuang also wrote a letter and gave it to him. Bai Shan handed the stuff to the servant and asked him to

They took it back to the capital together.

A few days later, the things were delivered to Kong Jijiu.

Kong Jijiu opened it and took a look at the bottle of sauce. He looked confused. Although he wanted it very much, he still moved it aside and wrote a letter to Mr. Zhuang...

Kong Jijiu rejected Mr. Zhuang.

Letters came and went very quickly, especially since the servants of the Bai family knew that their masters were waiting for the letter, so they traveled by land and water and delivered it to Qili Village in only three days.

At this time, the Zhou family had just repaired the tomb and finished worshiping their ancestors. When Mr. Zhuang received the letter, his heart tightened and he suppressed the letter with a sigh.

Bai Shan stood aside and waited. Seeing this, he asked, "Sir, won't Kong Jijiu agree?"

Mr. Zhuang nodded.

Bai Shan frowned, "This matter is not difficult, why shouldn't Kong offer wine?"

Mr. Zhuang: "There are too many officials' children enrolling this year, and Kong Jijiu is unwilling to reduce the number of admissions for the entrance examination, so the number of officials' children admitted is very tight. Many officials' children who have just reached the upper age limit have been suppressed.

, failed to enroll."

Bai Shan frowned, turned around twice and said, "No, if my nephew cannot enter school this time, he will be overage next year."

Mr. Zhuang said: "Of course I know, but even if we set off today, it will take us at least eight days to arrive in Beijing. In order to register, we have to go to the Ministry of Personnel and the Ministry of Rites to get documents. Even if we can make it in time, we will be in the capital to celebrate Confucius."

Since Jiu said that this year’s candidates will be subject to the upper age limit, Ji Ran will not be hired.”

To put it bluntly, it was bad luck. There were too many people enrolling this year, and the Imperial College was trying to think of ways to reduce the number of candidates.

Bai Shan lowered his eyes and thought for a long time, then turned to Mr. Zhuang and smiled: "Well, it depends on luck. Sir, why don't you give me the official title and seal, and I will give it a try in the end."

Mr. Zhuang was stunned for a moment, then turned around and gave him the official post and seal, and warned: "You can't go to the East Palace for this matter."

He knew that Bai Shan and Zhou Man had extensive connections and were many times more powerful than him. He didn't ask who he was looking for, but he couldn't look for Dong Gong. As for whether things would work out or not, it would depend on luck.

After a while, Mr. Zhuang felt calm and said with a smile to Bai Shan: "There are many good academies in the capital. I am lucky to get them, but I will lose my life. Ji Ran also knows this. You and Zi Qian should not be too pushy."

Bai Shan agreed, took the official title and seal and left.

This time, he was looking for Yang Heshu.

He sealed the official title and seal and gave it to his servants, asking them to send them back to the capital immediately. When the servants left, he took a look at the bottle of sauce on the table, smiled, stuffed it into his sleeve and went to find Zhou Man.

"How about I cook and make soup for you tonight?"

Zhou Man: "You?" She asked suspiciously: "Our cook is not at home?"

Bai Shan: "I've made a lot of preparations to let you try my craftsmanship. Don't you appreciate it?"

"Ling Ling Ling," Bai Shan rarely cooked, Zhou Man became excited, "What kind of soup? No matter what kind of soup, as long as it is made by you, I will drink it."

Bai Shan smiled and said, "You'll find out later in the evening."

In the evening, the whole family, including Mr. Zhuang, had a bowl of chicken soup. Mrs. Zheng was surprised, "I see there are no mushrooms in this soup. Why does it taste like mushrooms?"

Mrs. Liu and Mr. Zhuang also looked pleased, "Zhi Shan is getting better and better, and even his cooking skills have improved."

Zhou Man drank several sips in succession. The more she drank, the more familiar the taste became. So she tasted it carefully for several sips. Her eyes widened slightly and she looked at Bai Shan, "This, this, this..."

Bai Shan: "Nah, that... don't stutter. I just used your precious sauce. I added half a spoonful. Don't tell me, the taste is indeed very good."

The originally mediocre chicken soup instantly tasted many times better.

Zhou Man: "Isn't that a gift of wine to Kong?"

Bai Shan said calmly: "He returned it, so I thought that it was indeed the case. Although Kong Jijiu was good for his appetite, it didn't reach the itch in his heart."

"A precious sword goes with a hero, and a good horse goes with a general. Kong Ji doesn't know how to drink wine. It would be a waste to give it to him. It's better to leave it to us."

Zhou Man couldn't help but look at Mr. Zhuang, "Then..."

Bai Shan smiled slightly and said, "I have my own idea. Come on, it's just a pot of soup. If you don't drink it, Yin He and the two children will drink it all."

Zhou Man turned around to look, only to find that Yin Or and the two children had already filled the second bowl. Although Yin Or tasted it carefully, he drank a lot with each spoonful, and the two children even drank more from the bowl.

of drinking.

Zhou Man: "Drink less..."

Registration for the Imperial College begins in June, and the entrance examination is on the ninth day of August. The admission list will be announced after the Mid-Autumn Festival.

The admission list for officials' children was announced on August 25th, and after the announcement, admission was on August 29th.

Mr. Zhuang just wanted to add Zhuang Jiran's name before the announcement on the 25th. After the announcement, he only needed to submit a letter asking for leave for delayed admission.

Who knew it would be so tight this year for the children of officials and officials?

The letter was delivered to the capital. Yang Heshu smiled after opening the letter, and then took the letter to the princess's mansion.

Liu Gui, who was staying at the princess's mansion, immediately came out to welcome him. Yang Heshu handed him a letter, "Your master asked me to pick up the "Pictures of the Sage and Laozi"."

After reading the letter, Liu Gui led Yang Heshu to the study room in the front yard.

Bai Shan and Zhou Man's study rooms did not allow outsiders to enter, so after Liu Gui opened the door, he stepped aside and stood bowed.

Yang Heshu pushed the door open and walked in. He glanced at the "Picture of the Sage and Laozi" hanging on the wall on one side.

He walked up to take a look. Although it was not the first time he saw it, seeing it again, he couldn't help but admire it in his heart. It was indeed a good painting.

Yang Heshu took off the painting, rolled it up slowly, put it into the box he brought, and left with it in his hands.

Liu Gui locked the door and sent Yang Heshu out respectfully.

Yang Heshu got into the car holding the painting and said to the driver: "Go to Confucius Mansion."

Kong Jijiu has been crowded with people this month, but he is not happy at all. Every time he comes to the door to report who is coming to visit, he can't help but frown.

It was the same this time. When he heard that Yang Heshu came to visit, he frowned and said, "Aren't the disciples who are going to enroll in the Yang family this year already on the list? Are they another disciple who violates the rules?"

Chang Sui bent down and said: "Mr. Yang is of high integrity and does not seem to be someone who wants to go through the back door. Why don't Master Lang invite people in to ask?"

"Please," Yang Heshu was one of his most satisfied disciples after all, and Kong Jijiu didn't want to turn him away. He sat down and asked someone to come in.

Yang Heshu walked in slowly and performed the student ceremony, "Greetings, sir."

Kong Jijiu waved his hand and asked directly: "Why did Chang Bo come to see you?"

Yang Heshu said with a smile: "The student has got a new good painting, and I would like to invite you to appreciate it."

Kong Jijiu became more interested, "Oh, what kind of painting is it?"

Yang Heshu then turned sideways and took the painting box from Wan Tian, ​​opened it and took out the painting. Kong Jijiu also stood up, and they gathered around the table, "What painting is worthy of your sending?"
Chapter completed!