Chapter 1097 Remember
Yu County Lord came specially to receive the lucky bag from the Eastern Palace. After taking the lucky bag, the group wanted to go into the teahouse to talk, but the group of teenagers were reserved in front of the adults. They all winked at Bai Shan, quietly saluted a few gentlemen, and then ran away.
Liu Huan pulled Yin Huo and asked, "Are you going to leave?"
Yin Huo shook his head: "You go, I won't leave."
Liu Huan looked around and saw that most of his friends had run away. He hesitated for a moment and decided to stay.
Mr. Jiang, Mr. Chen and others obviously respected County Lord Yu very much. When County Lord Yu went to receive the lucky bag, they waited obediently by the side. After he received the lucky bag, they respectfully invited him to the second floor of the teahouse. After he sat down, they bowed and took their seats.
He only sat on one-third of the stool, with his hands placed in front of his stomach, just like Manbao and the others when they were children listening to lectures in class.
Not to mention Manbao and Baishan, even Yin Huo and Liu Huan were stunned.
Mr. Jiang turned around and saw them so stunned, so he said, "Why don't you come and pay your respects to Lord Yu?"
The four of them stepped forward in a daze. County Lord Yu smiled and waved his hand, saying, "Don't make the children so reserved. We've all met before. Come, come, sit down."
He looked at Mr. Zhuang with a smile, "Are these two children your disciples?"
Mr. Zhuang bowed and replied, "Yes."
The Duke of Yu smiled and nodded, then asked, "When did you start teaching them?"
Mr. Zhuang replied, “Start from enlightenment.”
Yu County Lord suddenly understood, and his expression became even gentler. "So they were still initiated by you? Good, good, good. I see you look very familiar. Have we met before?"
Mr. Zhuang paused, then bowed and said, "When I was young, I came to the capital once and submitted a poem to Lord Hang, the former Vice Minister of the Ministry of Revenue. Lord Yu was there at the time, so he had met him."
Yu County Lord thought for a moment before recalling, "Hang? Is it Hang Liping?"
Mr. Zhuang bowed and replied "Yes".
The Duke of Yu sighed, "He died a long time ago, about eleven or twelve years ago. You sent him a letter, but that was more than twenty years ago, right?"
It was at that time that he became the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue.
Mr. Zhuang responded "yes" again.
But the Duke of Yu felt something was not right.
Although he has a good memory, there are so many people who submit articles to them every year that he can't even remember all the people who submit articles to him, let alone those who submit articles to his friends.
Why did he feel that Mr. Zhuang looked familiar?
The Lord of Yu watched Mr. Zhuang stroking his beard. After a moment, he smiled and asked, "I wonder which poem you submitted back then? Seeing you're dressed in white, did that old fellow fail to accept your piece and return home?"
Mr. Jiang and others didn't say anything, but they felt the atmosphere was stagnant.
Manbao opened her mouth to speak, but Bai Shan tugged at her sleeve. She turned around to look at him, and Bai Shan shook his head slightly at her.
Mr. Zhuang had already recited the poem he had submitted that year with a smile, without changing a single word.
Mr. Jiang and others couldn't help but praise the poem in their hearts, but the smile on Yu County Lord's face gradually faded.
He has always had a good memory, and he really likes the poem written by Mr. Zhuang. He has also experienced the feeling of great ambition and promise in the poem, so when he heard it that year, he liked it very much.
So naturally, I also know what happened next.
The Duke of Yu looked Mr. Zhuang up and down. He straightened his back and lowered his head slightly to let him look.
Yuxian Gong turned his gaze to Bai Shan and Man Bao. Seeing that they were looking at him with wide eyes and concerned expressions, he withdrew his gaze and looked at Mr. Zhuang, "You have been a commoner for so many years?"
"Yes," Mr. Zhuang bowed and replied, then paused, "I worked as a legal advisor for someone, but after only two years I became a teacher, and I've been doing that ever since."
The Duke of Yu nodded slightly and asked, "How many disciples do you have in total?"
"Three."
The Duke of Yuxian's eyes swept over Liu Huan and Yin Huo.
Mr. Zhuang lowered his head and didn't see his gaze, but Manbao and Baishan saw it and quickly explained, "Mr. Yu, our junior brother is not here today. He went to play with his classmates."
"Junior brother?" County Lord Yu looked at Manbao and said with a smile, "So, you are the senior sister?"
Manbao nodded.
"But I think you are even younger than your junior fellow apprentice."
Why should everyone pay attention to this?
Manbao said: "But I started early."
The Duke of Yu asked Mr. Zhuang, "Is this little girl yours?"
Mr. Zhuang quickly explained, "No, this child has been studying with me since she was young. She is very smart, so I accepted her as my disciple."
Manbao explained, "The teacher opened a school in our village. My eldest sister-in-law cooked in the school, and I followed him there since I was a child. When the teacher taught, I would sit on the doorstep and listen. Because I learned quickly, the teacher accepted me as his disciple."
"I didn't stop practicing. Even my first books, writing brushes, ink, paper, and inkstone were given to me by the master."
The Duke of Yu County understood and asked with a smile, "Then why doesn't your family give you a salary?"
"My family is poor. I had no money at the beginning."
"My family is poor..." County Lord Yu glanced at Mr. Zhuang and asked Manbao with a smile, "How many years have you been studying with your teacher?"
Manbao: "About eleven or twelve years."
Bai Shan almost choked on his own saliva. Did you go to school as soon as you were born?
He couldn't help but glance at her.
Mr. Zhuang also secretly glared at Manbao, warning her to be honest.
Manbao thought, it has indeed been eleven or twelve years. Although she doesn’t remember it, Keke remembers it.
It was said a long time ago that she was very young and could only walk with the help of the wall when she sat on the threshold of the school. The first word she learned was to call "sir" along with the other students in the school.
Yuxian Gong looked at him and smiled, nodded slightly, stroked his beard, and asked, "I remember that you had a classmate who also wrote a good poem. What was his name?"
Mr. Zhuang laughed and said, "It's been so long, I've forgotten it too."
At this moment, even Bai Shan couldn't help but wanted to speak, but Mr. Zhuang looked up and glanced at him, and the two disciples could only lower their heads in frustration and remain silent.
The Duke of Yu listened and nodded, but did not continue the topic. Instead, he drank some tea, talked to Mr. Jiang and others, and left.
Mr. Jiang and the others respectfully escorted Lord Yu out, then he straightened up. "Strange! When did Lord Yu return to the capital? Didn't he retire and return to his hometown?"
Mr. Chen stared at Mr. Zhuang thoughtfully. Could the classmate of Mr. Zhuang that County Magistrate Yu mentioned be Chen Fulin?
After the admirers left, everyone looked at the sunset in the sky. There was no time to play anymore, so they said goodbye and went home.
Mr. Chen took Mr. Jiang for a ride.
Yin Huo also glanced at the time and said, "I have to go home too. If you have any questions, please send someone to send a message to me. If you need any help, please let me know."
Manbao and Baishan knew that he had sensitively guessed something, nodded, and watched him get into the car.
Liu Huan followed him and squeezed in, shouting, "I'll go with you. Our two families are going the same way anyway."
After they all left, the teacher and the student got on Daji's carriage.
Bai Shan and Man Bao were puzzled and asked, "Sir, why didn't you tell the Lord of Yu County?"
See you tomorrow
(End of this chapter)
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