Chapitre 109: Chapter 107 Ye Ansong wins the ranking
"Student Liu Zhuo has met the magistrate of Fang County."
Liu Zhuo was very discerning. When he heard Fang Jinyuan talking about himself, he quickly stepped forward and bowed to him.
Fang Jinyuan's eyes had not turned away since Liu Zhuo entered the door. Now when he opened his mouth, his beady voice fascinated him even more.
"Liu Zhuo, Zhuo Jue, two Taoists, make friends with Feng and Lin."
Fang Jinyuan stroked the mustache on his lips and said in a show off: "What a good name! Isn't Feng Yulin talking about you and me?"
When Liu Zhuo heard what he said, he couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.
However, Fang Jinyuan was in high spirits at this time and did not notice it. He extended his hand towards Liu Zhuo and said, "Liu Zhuo, come on, come on, sit down quickly, let's have a drink and talk about poetry and prose."
"This..." Liu Zhuo was a little embarrassed.
Fang Jinyuan wanted him to sit right on the right side of the waiter, but there was someone else in that seat.
He glanced at the scholar sitting on the chair to the right of the waiter, and saw that the scholar was already drunk and his eyes were blurred. He was holding a wine glass in his hand and staring at him with an annoyed look on his face.
Liu Zhuo only took one look, then pursed his lips and lowered his head.
How could Fang Jinyuan not know what was going on?
He frowned impatiently and said to the scholar in white shirt: "The magistrate's drinking pleasure is over today. You should go back earlier."
The scholar was obviously unhappy and put down his wine glass. He didn't say anything. He saluted Fang Jinyuan and left.
Liu Zhuo pulled the hand extended by Jin Yuan and sat on the scholar's seat.
"Liu Wenshi and Ben Zhixian are more like-minded. Come, here is a glass to our friend Feng Lin!" Fang Jinyuan said, picking up the wine pot and filling it up for Liu Zhuo and himself.
He raised his glass, and Liu Zhuo also raised his glass, and his sleeves slid down, revealing a slender white wrist.
"Students respect the county magistrate."
Although Fang Jinyuan had hooked up with a lot of students before, most of them were forced to do so by him. They either ditched him, stared at him, drank wine, or flirted with them, which was very laborious.
Even if there are occasionally those who take the initiative like the scholar in white just now, they are all charming, no different from a prostitute holding a book.
All in all, it doesn't have the same flavor as Liu Zhuo's.
Ye Ansong saw that Fang Jinyuan's eyes could not leave Liu Zhuo for a moment, so he knew that this matter should be possible, so he stepped forward and said with great foresight:
"The student is also happy to be able to help Magistrate Fang find such a good friend. This Yulouchun's signature wine is good for a drunken spring night. The student will go get it for you two to cheer up."
After saying that, he bowed and left.
After going out, I asked the girl who had just served the food for a bottle of Zui Chunxiao, and then found a quiet place on the second floor of Huafang to wait.
When the two of them first boarded the boat, it was already dusk and night had fallen. All the restaurants and shops around Qionghu Lake were lit up. Looking from a distance, the lights were bright and it seemed very noisy.
After about an hour, he returned to the private room, stood at the door and listened carefully to what was going on inside, and then raised his hand to knock on the door.
"Come in."
Inside the house, Fang Jinyuan's voice sounded, which sounded very pleasant.
Ye Ansong's hanging heart finally fell to the ground, and he pushed the door open and entered.
Liu Zhuo was still sitting on the chair to the right of the waiter. He was wearing a sky-blue gown meticulously, his hair was a little messy, and his face was flushed.
Ye Ansong glanced at him, then calmly looked away and saluted Fang Zhixian.
Fang Zhixian waved his hand magnanimously: "Ye Xiaoyou, please sit down quickly. Something went wrong before. It's time to collect the tax at the end of the month. I'm busy with my hands, so I neglected it."
"However, this is easy to handle. Just go back and wait. There will definitely be news before the Mid-Autumn Festival."
"Sorry for your trouble." Ye Ansong said respectfully, "I'll excuse you, student, please leave first."
He stood up to leave, and Liu Zhuo also stood up.
Fang Jinyuan panicked: "How many days will Liu Wenshi stay?"
"Students still have unfinished studies in Tianshui Town," Liu Zhuo said.
"Are you having trouble with your studies? Come to my academy in Anxing County and I'll find someone to make arrangements for you tomorrow."
"This... I'm afraid it's not good." Ye Ansong said at the right time.
"What's wrong?" Fang Zhixian's face suddenly darkened.
Ye Ansong said calmly: "Liu Zhuo is still just a boy after all. The Qionglin Academy in Anxing County is full of students who have been selected as scholars and have to take the imperial examination. Even if he gets in..."
He only said half of what he said, and Liu Zhuo looked embarrassed again. Fang Jinyuan understood as soon as he saw it.
People like Liu Zhuo have high self-esteem. Even if they send him in through connections, they may not be able to hold their heads high among a group of scholars.
"Okay." Fang Jinyuan sighed with regret, "Then you go back first."
"Fangzhi County doesn't have to worry about missing good friends," Ye Ansong smiled, "It's the Mid-Autumn Festival soon, and Liu Zhuo and I will also come to Anxing County to watch the lanterns."
"Hmm..." Fang Zhixian held his chin and thought for a moment, "Speaking of which, I may not have been to Tianshui Town for many years. You said that the thing called the Rubik's Cube made by your brother is very popular in Tianshui Town now? It just so happens that I'll go take a look too."
Seeing him mention the Rubik's Cube, Ye Ansong's eyes flashed and he flattered: "It is an honor for the students and the students' younger brothers to have the magistrate Fang come here!"
"Then we'll see you then," Fang Jinyuan said with great satisfaction, "Liu Wenshi, Ye Xiaoyou, let's meet again in Tianshui Town."
After the matter was settled, Ye Ansong and Liu Zhuo both got what they wanted. Early the next morning, they left Anxing County and returned to Tianshui Town as they wished.
On the other side, Ye Annian and Jiang Zhu are also busy with the upcoming Mid-Autumn Festival.
The renovation of the shop is on track. Although the wealthy mother-in-law is helping to keep an eye on it, she has to pass by.
Ye Annian decided to go to town with Jiang Zhu. Jiang Zhu has resumed setting up a stall in the town for medical treatment. He can also bring his wooden cart, materials and tools for making Rubik's cubes and lanterns, and set up a stall in the clay figurine alley while making Rubik's cubes and lanterns.
Anyway, Clay Figurine Lane is only a few steps away from West Street, so he can go there and take a look at any time.
Zhao Nan, Yang Chi and Xu Yan have also left the army and can make mud by themselves. Ye Anyian originally wanted to give them some mud, tools and paints so that they can take it home and do it themselves.
But it was inconvenient for Xu Yan, and Yang Chi and Lingling were not happy to stay at home. The three of them agreed to come over every afternoon. The three of them got together, kneading mud, and chatting at the same time. Lingling also had Fu Zai, Ding Qiu and Play with the stones.
Ye Annian also thinks this is good. In the four or five days before the Mid-Autumn Festival, he and Jiang Zhu will run to the town. With Zhao Nan and the others coming, they can also help take care of Fu Zai and Ding Qiu.
Of course, Zhao Le is indispensable for this matter. This guy follows his sister here every day to join in the fun. Like a child king, he leads the four little ones around in and out of the courtyard.
Time flies, and it's the day before the Mid-Autumn Festival.
Ye Anian and Jiang Zhu came back too late yesterday. The sun was already high, so they still stayed in bed and refused to get up.
Fuzai and Dingqiu got up, and without anyone having to worry about them, the two children went to the closet to get cakes, made honey water, and ate them as breakfast. When the stones came to find them, the three children went to Wangyue Mountain together to cut rabbit grass.
When Zhao Le came, the fence gate in the courtyard was ajar. He patted the door and called out, but no one answered, not even the copper coins came out. After waiting for a while, no one came out, so he pushed the door open and went in.
In the east room, Ye Anyian was already awake. Hearing the noise outside, he wanted to get up, but Jiang Zhu held his waist and pushed him back.
"It's time to get up, someone is here." Ye Anian frowned.
Jiang Zhu hugged him tightly from behind and rubbed his chin against Ye Annian's shoulder: "Then just ask him to wait. The shops on the left and right are almost completed. It doesn't matter if we go later today."
"Brother Nian, Doctor Jiang, are you at home?"
Zhao Le stood in the yard. Seeing that the window curtains in the east room were still open, he didn't go inside, so he shouted again.
Just as Ye Anian was about to respond, Jiang Zhu suddenly blew a breath behind his ear with bad intentions.
The warm breath sprayed on the most sensitive area near the ears, and the tingling feeling seemed to spread everywhere from there. Ye Anian was so aroused that he shuddered and swallowed what he was about to say.
"Weird," Zhao Le, who had been in the courtyard for a long time, muttered to himself when he received no response, "The door is unlocked and the door is closed. What are these two doing?"
"There is such a big banquet at Lao Ye's house to set up wine. Is it possible that they already knew about it and went over to have a dinner?"
Zhao Le muttered and walked out a little disappointed. He wanted to talk to Brother Nian about this gossip, but in vain.
Ye Anyian in the room has keenly grasped the key point in Zhao Le's words. The old Ye family has a big fight when it comes to serving wine.
A happy event that can be served with wine, apart from a wedding, is probably to take an exam.
There is no news about Ye Chenghe's marriage, so it can only be about Ye Ansong.
"I'm at home!" he shouted quickly.
Zhao Le paused, turned around and caught a glimpse of the tightly drawn window curtains, a meaningful look flashed in his eyes.
It's already three o'clock in the morning, and the three little kids have already run away like crazy all over the mountains and plains, and these two people haven't gotten up yet? There is a situation.
Ye Anian struggled to get up, but Jiang Zhu refused to let him go. The two of them were tugging and tugging for a while. Ye Anian got a little angry and suddenly turned around to glare at Jiang Zhu, but Jiang Zhu pressed the back of his neck. With the next pressure, the two people kissed each other.
Jiang Zhu took advantage, and after kissing for a while, he let go of Ye Anyian. He reached out and rubbed the top of his somewhat disheveled hair before letting him get up.
Ye Annian's face was as hot as his neck now, with a light pink color. He put on his clothes, went to the small tank in the main room to scoop a ladle of water, and cleaned his face. The cold water took away the heat on his face. Press it down.
When he opened the door of the hall, Zhao Le had been sitting at the stone table waiting for a long time. When he saw him coming out, his eyes lit up and he looked him up and down.
"It seems that I came at the wrong time today." Zhao Le raised his eyebrows and looked at Ye Anyian with meaning.
"Cough..." Ye Anyian coughed slightly as if inadvertently. Although his face looked normal, the tips of his ears were still red if you looked closely. "Did you just say that Lao Ye's family is hosting a banquet?"
"Yes," Zhao Le's attention was diverted as expected, "You don't know, right? Your cheap brother has become a scholar!"
Sure enough...
Ye Annian frowned.
"Old Ye's family is very lively today. Most of the village has gone to congratulate you. I thought Wu Xianglian and the others would come to call you." Zhao Le said.
"It doesn't matter," Ye Annian didn't care, "We don't want to go anyway."
However, at this moment, Wu Xianglian's high-pitched voice came from outside the hospital: "Brother Nian! Are you at home?"
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