Chapter 933: The Young Masters
Everyone in the yard was busy. Mr. Zhuang was busy leading the students to review, Zhou Lizhong was busy leading his younger brothers and sisters to copy books, and Zhou Liulang was responsible for cutting the papers and binding them together.
Zhou Wulang then found Liu Gui to learn about the other students who were applying, such as where they lived, their family background, and their ages.
He also took a small notebook and wrote down the details.
Liu Gui took a look at his handwriting and said, "Wu Lang, your handwriting is much better than your fourth brother's."
Zhou Wulang said proudly, "Of course, among my brothers, Lao Liu and I have the best handwriting."
After all, when he and Laoliu were learning to recognize words and read with Manbao, they were the youngest and the most serious.
Liu Gui glanced at his dog-scrambled handwriting and said secretly: At least he can recognize what the words are, unlike Zhou Silang, who wrote so fast that even he couldn't recognize them.
Zhou Wulang took careful notes, then looked at the notes in the notebook and figured it out. "Those who own houses in the capital are all wealthy families, right? And those who live in these two inns are wealthy families, while those who live in these inns are from less well-off families?"
Liu Gui gave him a thumbs-up and said, "Not bad, one of them is quite special."
He said, "I heard that there was a young man who brought his cousin to the capital. His family was even poorer, and even his cousin paid for his travel expenses. I heard that he sold another summons quota to his cousin."
Zhou Wulang opened his mouth wide, then gave a thumbs-up and said, "This young man is really amazing. What's his name? I must sell the booklet to him tomorrow."
Liu Gui: "...He is so poor, can he afford it?"
"You've even paid for the trip to Beijing, so why are you still concerned about these three taels of silver? You have to buy it even if you have to live frugally." Zhou Wulang put himself in his youngest sister's shoes, thinking that if it were his youngest sister, she would definitely be willing to spend this money. A scholar's thoughts can only be guessed by a scholar.
Zhou Wulang rubbed his hands in anticipation. "Tomorrow we'll go find this gentleman. If even he buys it, will the others be reluctant to spend the money? By the way, what's his name?"
"Feng Chenxiang," Liu Gui had almost found out all the information about the remaining forty-six princes. He was able to find out in just one day. Of course, it was not because he was very capable, but because this was the most exciting thing in the capital this month. His Majesty sympathized with the meritorious officials, and those who were not of high rank could enter the Imperial College to study. Recently, the people were praising him, so the family backgrounds of the forty-eight nominated princes were not difficult to find out.
Of course, Bai Shan’s background was no secret, and Feng Zongping found out soon after he returned home.
"Among the meritorious officials summoned to the capital, there's only one son of the Bai family. I've checked, and his father was the magistrate of Qianshu County. He died while suppressing bandits, leaving him as an only son. Also entering the capital this time is a cousin of his."
Feng Zongping asked, "What's his cousin's name?"
"The one who reported to the Imperial College is called Bai Cheng, and his name is Bai Shan."
Feng Zongping turned around and said to his two friends, "It seems to be him. He's hiding it from me. Humph, since you know my grandfather was the Minister of Justice, is this that difficult to find out?"
Yun Xinxuan ignored him and asked the servant with a smile, "How old are they and where do they live?"
Liu Gui was also gossiping about other young men, and told Zhou Wulang, "This young master Feng's father was Feng Jing. He was once a military commander. In the first year of the Dazhen reign, there was a rebellion in the north, and he was the first to discover it. Despite being shot by several arrows, he still insisted on delivering a letter to Liangzhou. Unfortunately, the letter was lost before it reached the intended recipient. Your Majesty praised his noble character. Young master Feng is his only son, seventeen years old this year. I heard that if the imperial decree had been delayed by a few days, he would have been engaged and married."
"But I've inquired around, and the most powerful ones are probably Young Master Peng Zhiru, Young Master Lu Xiaofo, and Young Master Ren Ke," Liu Gui paused before saying, "Do you know how old Young Master Ren Ke is this year?"
Friday Lang: "How old?"
"Thirteen years old!" Liu Gui said, "Two months younger than my young master."
Zhou Wulang didn't quite understand, "... Two months is too young?"
"But my young master is so powerful. He is younger than my young master and looks quite powerful. You don't know that he is very famous in Jinzhou. I heard that he is from the Lu family. Although it is a branch, it is still the Lu family."
Zhou Wulang couldn't quite understand. He scratched his head and said, "My youngest sister is younger than all of them."
Liu Gui: ...How can they be the same? Miss Man is a girl, and their young master is going to take the entrance exam for the Imperial College.
However, it was obvious that Zhou Wulang could not understand his pride. On the contrary, he was even more proud, because he felt that Manbao was younger than them, but was their senior sister. Now Bai Erlang was being guided by Manbao in his studies.
Zhou Wulang didn't write down the gossip in his notebook. He just listened to it for a while, then found that there was nothing more to ask. He stood up and asked, "Aren't you going to tell Bai Shan about what you found out?"
Liu Gui hesitated and said, "Of course I have to tell him, but I just went in to check and the young master is still reading. I don't want to disturb him."
Zhou Wulang looked at the time and said, "It's very late today. Forget it. I'll tell Manbao later and let Manbao tell Baishan."
Liu Gui breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "Then I would like to thank Wu Lang first."
Zhou Wulang nodded. After entering the Second Hospital, he saw Manbao and the others working hard in the study with the lights on, so he turned around and looked at Datou and the others.
Zhou Lizhong also led his two younger brothers and sisters to write furiously in the room with the lights on.
They wrote less and their copying speed was far slower than Manbao's, but they had also written several volumes.
Zhou Liulang looked at it for a while and said, "Tomorrow morning I'll take a few copies to the inn to have a look. You can copy them at home. If they sell, I'll come back and get them from you. If they don't sell, we won't copy them."
Zhou Lizhong: "If we can't sell it, what should we do with the ones we've already copied?"
"Just keep it. Just think of it as calligraphy practice for you. What else can you do?"
Zhou Lizhong choked, then looked up and said, "It will definitely sell. At worst, there's still the big exam next year. My aunt said that for scholars, they only want fewer papers, not simple or repetitive ones."
Zhou Wulang said, "Scholars are so complicated. Okay, you guys just copy two more books and then go to bed. I'm going to talk to Manbao."
Man Bao had just finished explaining a passage to Bai Erlang and was waiting for him to understand and recite it when he turned around and saw his fifth brother loitering outside the window, so he put down the book and came out.
Zhou Wulang said, "I just went to talk to Liu Gui. He couldn't come in and disturb you. He asked me to tell you that among the young men summoned to the capital, there are three who are particularly powerful. One is called Peng Zhiru, one is called Lu Xiaofo, and one is called Ren Ke. Ren Ke is the younger one, only two months younger than Bai Shan."
"By the way, there is another young man here who is particularly miserable. His name is Feng Chenxiang..." Zhou Wulang simply recounted Feng Chenxiang's miserable life.
Manbao stared at him for a while, then when he stopped talking, he looked up and asked, "That's all?"
“No more.”
Manbao thought to himself: I went out for one day and only inquired about four people?
Liu Gui: No, he didn’t. Everyone had clearly heard about it.
The next update will be around 8pm
(End of this chapter)
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