Chapter 38 Hancheng has good talents
At this moment, the boy came in: "Sir, Yang Xiucai is here."
Lang Zhizhou suppressed the anger in his heart that had nowhere to vent, and said to the boy: "Please Yang Xiucai wait for me in the study."
The boy went out in response, and Lang Zhizhou turned around and said to his wife: "Now that it's like this, you don't have to worry, there will always be a way."
Mrs. Lang sighed, yes, things are already like this, what else can be done? She couldn't call Princess Jiayi back, she thought, but she didn't have the courage.
"In fact, if Yang Xiucai can be named on the gold list, he will be a good relative."
Yang Xiucai's name is Yang Shengqiu. He is only twenty years old this year. He is the head of the county examination case. He was introduced by his mentor Wan Laofuzi the year before last and became a disciple of Lang Zhizhou.
Yang Xiucai is young but can write beautiful articles. He is also a popular figure in this year's autumn examination. Even Lang Zhizhou is very optimistic about him.
Influenced by Feng Ke and his father-in-law, Lang Zhizhou began to pay attention to talent cultivation as early as when he was still the county magistrate.
Of course, the premise is that only talents who become his disciples can be trained by him.
For example, Yang Shengqiu was only the adopted son of the Yang family, and his adoptive father was just a private school teacher. However, he was able to stand out among many poor students. His poems and articles were widely circulated, not only in Hancheng, but also in the capital, and some people knew about it. He was a talented man from Hancheng, and some even said that he was a literary star descended to earth.
Yang Shengqiu was born in a small family. Although he was not impoverished, he was by no means rich.
Since he became a disciple of Lang Zhizhou, everything from food, clothing, housing and transportation to pen, ink, paper and inkstone has been exquisite. Yang Shengqiu was already handsome and beautiful, but now he is even more outstanding and extraordinary.
Lang Zhizhou even introduced him to Fang Daru, who was living in Hancheng. Although Fang Daru had stopped accepting disciples for a long time, he was very fond of Yang Shengqiu and gave Yang Shengqiu tutoring lessons every now and then.
And Fang Ying, the chief examiner of the last session of the examination, was Fang Daru’s beloved disciple!
Fang Daru once mentioned Yang Shengqiu's name in Fang Ying's letter.
In other words, Yang Shengqiu has now left the vast majority of students behind.
Mrs. Lang also liked Yang Shengqiu very much. She had even thought about wanting Yang Shengqiu to be the son-in-law of the Lang family. She told Lang Zhizhou her idea, but Lang Zhizhou did not refuse, but asked her to wait until Yang Shengqiu won the Jinshi. , two years passed in the blink of an eye, but the marriage between the third prince and Feng Jiahe came.
This marriage was like opening a window to the Lang family, and Mrs. Lang's thoughts faded away.
Lang Zhizhou didn't keep Yang Shengqiu waiting and quickly went to the study.
Yang Shengqiu has a long body and elegant temperament. He is dressed in a moon-white t-shirt, which makes his lips red and white, and his face is like a crown of jade.
Obviously, Yang Shengqiu already knew what happened at the city gate today. He didn't ask any more questions and just told Lang Zhizhou the news.
"The provincial examination will be held in August. Fang Daru asked the students to move in together so that they could be tutored in homework. The students felt that this was too disturbing, and Qiu didn't want to attract gossip, so he declined."
Lang Zhizhou pretended to be angry: "You kid, how can you refuse politely? Fang Daru asked you to move there, so you moved there. You just refused, wouldn't it make Fang Daru feel cold? Let the world say what they want to say. Well, no matter what he does?”
Yang Shengqiu lowered his head and admitted his mistake: "It's the students' fault. The students are narrow-minded."
Lang Zhizhou shook his head helplessly: "You are just too bookish. Okay, I'll ask Butler Liu to pack your luggage. You can move in today and come back after the provincial examination."
Yang Shengqiu said hurriedly: "Qiu can just let Yun'er take care of things. I won't bother Butler Liu anymore."
Lang Zhizhou smiled: "It's up to you, go quickly." Yang Shengqiu walked a few steps, thought of something, turned around again, and said to Lang Zhizhou: "How about letting the young master go with Qiu, Qiu doesn't trust him ”
Lang Zhizhou has only one son and one daughter. His son Lang Min is ten years old. Although he is smart, he is naughty. Lang Zhizhou is busy with official duties and his wife cannot control him. Lang Min is like a runaway pony, doing whatever he wants.
Last year, Lang Min was kidnapped by several desperadoes from out of town. Yang Shengqiu was alone in the danger. Not only did he rescue him intact, but he also beat one of the gangsters to pieces.
From then on, Yang Shengqiu transformed and became the person that Young Master Lang admired most.
He has seen many people who can read, but young master Lang has only seen this one who is not only good at reading, but also has martial arts.
Lang Min obeyed Yang Shengqiu's words and made his master so angry that he almost vomited blood. However, he gritted his teeth and completed the homework assigned by Yang Shengqiu.
Lang Zhizhou was very satisfied with this. As long as there were no mistakes, Yang Shengqiu would definitely be named on the gold list next year and enter his official career.
Fifteen years later, Lang Min was twenty-five years old and at the age of becoming an official. At that time, Yang Shengqiu was in the prime of life and would definitely be able to help Lang Min.
Although he has his father-in-law and himself as a father, who would think there are too many noble people?
So Lang Zhizhou let his son follow Yang Shengqiu on weekdays. Now when he heard Yang Shengqiu say this, Lang Zhizhou comforted him. He was indeed the person he cultivated.
"How is this possible? You went to Fang Daru's house to prepare for the provincial examination and asked him to follow you. Isn't that making trouble? Don't worry, I will let people watch him."
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Yang Shengqiu's eyes showed reluctance, but he didn't want to make Lang Zhizhou unhappy, so he sighed and left.
Looking at his back, Lang Zhizhou stroked his beard and nodded with satisfaction.
I hope that this young man will not let him down, and when his career rises, he will not forget his mentor.
No matter how much she felt about letting go of Lang Zhizhou, Princess Jiayi and her party finally arrived in the capital ten days later.
Returning to the princess mansion after a long absence, Princess Jiayi was not at all happy.
Because everything in the princess's house was completely bare, she was startled, and then she remembered that her son was dead!
Princess Jiayi is both depressed and unlucky, but it is clear that the eldest son of this palace is living well.
Princess Jiayi simply claimed to be ill and left the funeral arrangements to Huang Changshi.
If Prince Consort Xiao hadn't reminded her to cry in front of the soul, the eldest princess would have even wanted to hide in the house right now.
So Prince Consort Xiao carefully helped the heartbroken eldest princess to the mourning hall. The couple cried so hard that the eldest princess rolled her eyes and fainted.
Everyone worked hard to carry her back. The imperial doctor came and diagnosed her happy pulse. However, it was less than four months ago and the news that the eldest princess was pregnant had not been spread.
However, Prince Consort Xiao believed that it would be better to spread the word, at least to disperse the impact of Xiao Zhen's "death".
After all, Xiao Zhen's "death" cannot withstand scrutiny. Instead of making people talk about Xiao Zhen's death, it is better to let these people turn their attention to the pregnancy of the eldest princess.
So, under the deliberate guidance of Prince Consort Xiao, the news of the eldest princess's pregnancy spread out in an orderly manner, as if she had wings.
(End of chapter)