The old man with a goatee was dumbfounded. Before he could think, his body moved first and his hands clapped involuntarily.
This Pingtan was ruined, but it was another great play that I couldn't say was good or bad... He... He... felt mixed emotions...
If Xianjin were here, he would definitely be pleased.
When this group of sour scholars praised her, they did not mention her appearance or figure at all - nowadays, de-feminization is the highest praise for a woman.
The old man with a goatee finished his tea and walked out with his hands behind his back.
Stepping out of the teahouse, Goatbeard headed straight for the "noisy" place.
No one entertained.
But at a glance, I saw two lines of big words on the stage.
Goatee saw several young men in long gowns rustling together money to buy paper at the counter, without any embarrassment due to their limited money - perhaps because there was no clerk watching them, so they could buy freely and accurately?
Scholars care about their reputation. If there is a respectful waiter standing next to them, even if they have no money in their pockets, they will try to buy the things they like first - this is why some scholars are in debt...
Looking at the goatee, you can also take a pen and try it out directly on paper in the store, for drawing, writing, copying Buddhist scriptures... Everyone can use what they need, it is very intuitive.
The man with the goatee looked around, touched the paper twice, nodded secretly, and walked out.
As soon as he turned the corner, his goatee moved, and he side-glanced and whispered to his followers: "This year's spring examination papers and the purchase of paper for all official schools in Nanzhili, let the Chen family be shortlisted for selection."
The follower was surprised, with a myriad of thoughts flashing through his mind, "Sir... Sir... you almost decided on the Bai family before..."
The man with the goatee walked out with his hands behind his back and his head lowered. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Decided? Who decided?"
The attendant rolled his eyes, "Just before the New Year, you went to the Ministry of the Capital to report on your work, and the Minister of Shuntian Prefecture came to the yamen to say hello."
Goatee frowned, "His feet are itchy? He made a special trip just for this?"
The attendant said cryptically, "It is said that Miss Bai in the Prime Minister's room just gave birth to a son for him. He is very happy to have a son in his old age. Although this matter... is not his responsibility, our family should give him some face..."
Shuntian Prefecture was the capital of Southern Zhili. The prefectural chancellor was the right-hand man of the prefect and the position of the adjutant. A fourth-rank official position was not high enough in the capital, but in Shuntian Prefecture he was also a well-known figure.
He is also a fourth-rank official, in charge of academic affairs. Logically speaking, it is his responsibility to decide which brand of paper to use... But, there is no need to offend the adjutant for a small family like the Chen family, right?
The prime minister's doorman is of the seventh rank.
Although they are all fourth-rank officials, there is still a huge difference in power between the adjutant of the top leader and the officials who are only in charge of a certain area.
The man with the goatee stood still, stretched out his hand to touch his beard, and said after a moment, "Send a letter to Xiong Ling, asking him to recommend two paper merchants in his jurisdiction, and let him rank them according to their recommendation intentions. Then we can choose from them."
"Swish——" Once the ball is kicked, it's no longer his problem!
The man with the goatee laughed, and his laugh was cunning and cunning.
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