Chapter 030 Extra Class (Starts with Inverted V)

Ji Qingyue didn't care who the person was, and pouted after hearing the news.

What's the good of receiving the prince?

Yuan Ming and his friends have classes during the day, and they have to go to the dean's house at night. They have to pay attention to etiquette and manners, for fear that they will say or do something wrong in front of the envoy.

Suddenly, there was one more thing, and the time they spent together became shorter. Seeing Yuan Ming's hurried look when eating dinner every day, Ji Qingyue felt very uncomfortable.

He couldn't help in anything, so he could only work hard on his cooking.

That day, as soon as Yuan Ming left the house, Ji Qingyue locked the door, crossed two streets, and came to Yang Chao's noodle shop with familiarity.

"Brother Yue is here again? Yan Zi is in the kitchen, go in and find her." Yang Chao saw him and took the time to say.

Yang Chao is good at doing business, and Song Yan is a good cook. After opening this noodle shop, the business has been very hot, and it earns much more than the previous small stall.

He is not good at accounting, so he gritted his teeth and hired a cashier. He worked as a waiter in the store. He sweated profusely every day, but his heart was sweet.

Ji Qingyue responded, quickly walked through the lobby of the noodle shop, and walked sideways into the kitchen.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw a huge pot with smoke lingering above it. Song Yan stood in front of the pot, holding a long colander and stirring in the pot.

Through the mist, Ji Qingyue called out "Sister Yan Zi", and then came to the vegetable sink and began to pick and wash vegetables in a familiar manner.

Yang Chao and his wife didn't know Ji Qingyue's specific background, but they knew he was from the county, so they didn't dare to let him work. But Ji Qingyue was coquettish, and when he grabbed Song Yan, he shook her hard, blinked his eyes, and said that he just wanted to practice his cooking skills. What else could Song Yan say but nod. After

a few days, Ji Qingyue worked more and more competently, and never complained about being dirty or tired. He looked like he was determined to help them, so Song Yan let him do it.

After the breakfast, the number of customers in the store gradually decreased. Yang Chao could handle it by himself. Song Yan finally had some free time and took Ji Qingyue to the small kitchen in the backyard.

Song Yan asked, "What dish do you want to learn today, Brother Yue?"

Ji Qingyue tilted his head and thought for a while, then counted the names of the dishes on his fingers.

Song Yan was very upset. With his current level, he couldn't even fry an egg, so how could he dare to think of such complicated dishes as stewed pig's trotters and fish.

"Forget it, I won't ask you anymore. Today I will teach you a simple vegetable soup, which is delicious and can clear your internal heat."

Ji Qingyue accepted it happily.

On the other side, Yuan Ming and Zhao Yucheng came to the dean's house together. The doorman had already opened the door when he heard the order. When he saw them, he didn't ask them and took them directly to the study in the front yard.

In the study, the other three students had already arrived and were sitting at the tea table drinking tea quietly.

Seeing them come in, the three stood up and bowed. Yuan Ming and Zhao Yucheng returned the greeting and found an empty seat to sit down.

Soon, the dean arrived.

"Have you all had your meal? Thank you for your trouble." The dean stood in front of the desk and asked with concern with a smile.

Several people hurriedly said that they had had their meal and it was not hard.

The dean smiled and nodded, then gave the servant a look.

The servant understood, took out the book in his hand, and handed one to each of them.

"Take a look first. There are still three nights and two days before the reception of the imperial envoy. The time is short and the task is heavy. I need you to master all the contents recorded here in the shortest possible time. You should know that this is an opportunity and a challenge for you. If you do well, it will be of great benefit to your career. After the success, the town guard and I will reward you. If you do not do well, the consequences will be disastrous. You are all the best in the school. I hope you can all show yourselves and let the imperial envoy see the style of our students in Shifang Town."

The dean's words, with dates sandwiched between the sticks, and the combination of kindness and force, made everyone shrink their necks and nod obediently.

Yuan Ming opened the booklet, and the first page was the table of contents. There are five items in total, namely the introduction of the imperial envoy, etiquette, dress code, reception content and daily performance scoring details.

Yuan Ming raised his eyebrows after reading it. This reception is like a practical test for them, but compared to the test, the consequences are more serious.

The dean motioned for them to sit down, and did not say anything, giving them enough time to read the things inside first.

Yuan Ming opened the first part with interest, and sure enough, he saw that the imperial envoy who came this time was King Yong, the great philanthropist who was said to be obsessed with making money and never asked about court affairs.

The introduction above was superficial and rough, and he didn't even know as much as he knew. Yuan Ming flipped through it casually, his eyes gradually lost focus, and his thoughts began to diverge.

He had never met this prince, but Ji Qingyue seemed to have mentioned him.

At that time, he took Ji Qingyue to the capital. He had just entered the officialdom, had no backing, and no master. He could only rely on himself to dig up connections bit by bit.

He was very busy every day. In addition to working in the Hanlin Academy, he spent most of his remaining time on socializing, leaving early and returning late, almost completely ignoring the fact that there was a husband at home who was always looking forward to his return.

Socializing requires a lot of money, but he was short of money and was at a loss for a time. After Ji Qingyue understood his worries, he took out several thousand taels of silver.

After his repeated questioning, Ji Qingyue said that the money was because he sold his own incense formula. Although the two did not have many opportunities to get along, he was very clear about Ji Qingyue's persistence and persistence in Zhixiang.

If it wasn't for him, Ji Qingyue would never sell her formula for money.

Such a thought only flashed through Yuanming's mind, and he didn't even express his sincere gratitude. He took the money and started to go to parties and banquets held by various officials.

Until now, when Yuanming tried hard to recall that memory, he suddenly realized that the person who bought Ji Qingyue's incense formula at a high price was King Yong. Ji Qingyue mentioned it to him many times, but because he believed that King Yong would not help his career, he never really took it to heart.

Thinking of this, Yuan Ming's eyes were dim. The clearer the memory, the more things he remembered, and the more he owed Ji Qingyue.

"What do you think of it?" The dean suddenly spoke, interrupting Yuan Ming's thoughts.

Yuan Ming came back to his senses and met Zhao Yucheng's eyes.

The two looked at each other and then separated, and both looked at the dean above.

No one spoke, and the dean was not angry.

He continued: "The things recorded in this booklet are actually not comprehensive. You all know that the person you are going to see is not an ordinary imperial envoy, but the current emperor's younger brother, His Royal Highness Prince Yong. If you make a mistake in your mission, you may be doomed."

His eyes moved among the people, and he changed the subject: "Of course, His Royal Highness Prince Yong is not a bad person. As long as you don't say the wrong thing or do the wrong thing, he will definitely not punish you easily."

Another beating, and Yuan Ming's strangeness became more and more serious.

If Prince Yong was really as gentle as the rumors said, why would the dean make such a fuss and give orders again and again?

He couldn't guess, and he didn't want to waste energy to guess. Yuan Ming pretended to know nothing, mingled with the other people, and listened to the dean's speech honestly.

The dean had seen the world before, and he talked endlessly about etiquette. In addition to personal instruction, he actually talked for an hour and a half.

When they came out of the dean's house, several people felt a little sluggish.

"If I had known it would be such a thankless job, I shouldn't have stood out when the town guard was selecting people today."

The person next to him quickly covered his mouth: "Brother Li, have you forgotten what the dean taught you? Be modest and cautious, and be careful of your mouth." The

man called Brother Li quickly shut his mouth and smiled at the others: "Sorry, I'm a little too tired."

The others naturally didn't hold on to this matter and said it was okay.

Yuan Ming recognized this person, named Li Qingzhou, his family was a small business, and he was very good at mental and oral arithmetic. This time he was able to stand out thanks to his arithmetic talent.

The dean's home is in the southernmost part of Shifang Town. The few people have been going the same way, so they can be considered to be traveling together.

Because of the little episode just now, the division was quite harmonious.

After walking for a while, they arrived at the busiest street in the center of the town. Only here were the lights on, and pedestrians could be seen on the street. However, most of them were drunkards, staggering and talking nonsense. Everyone avoided them.

Li Qingzhou suddenly said, "I'm tired enough today. I want to have some fun. Do you brothers want to go with me?"

The two people next to him were a little interested.

Seeing this, Li Qingzhou turned his head and looked at Yuan Ming and Zhao Yucheng: "Brother Yuan and Brother Zhao, do you want to go with us? Listening to some songs and having a drink can easily wipe away your fatigue."

Yuan Ming raised his eyebrows.

Fun? I'm afraid it's not visiting prostitutes.

Many scholars and writers consider this elegant, but Yuan Ming does not agree. Whether in the past life or this life, he has no interest at all.

He apologized and said, "My husband at home has been waiting for a long time. I have to go back early."

Li Qingzhou said in surprise, "Brother Yuan looks young, but he is already married."

The youngest student in the Qingmiao class has reached adulthood. It is not that they are too young to marry, but they have not yet achieved fame. They all dream of marrying a lady from a rich family. There are not many people who marry as early as Yuan Ming.

"Brother Li, you are joking." Yuan Ming did not want to talk about this topic any more, and apologized again, "I have disturbed the interest of several brothers. I will leave now."

Zhao Yucheng followed suit and said goodbye, and followed Yuan Ming in another direction.

After leaving, they were relieved at the same time.

Yuan Ming teased him for the first time: "Brother Zhao hasn't married yet, why don't you go with Brother Li and the others?"

Zhao Yucheng smiled bitterly: "Yuan Ming, don't make fun of me. You know that I already have someone in my heart, and it's still a long way to marry a beautiful woman. How dare I go to such a place?"

Yuan Ming smiled and said nothing more.

It was late at night when he returned home. The houses in the alley had turned off the lights, and it was pitch black.

Yuan Ming quickened his pace, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and a soft and warm body bumped into his arms.

Ji Qingyue lay on his chest, mumbling: "My dear, why did you come back just now? I was so worried."

Yuan Ming hugged him tightly, and his heart, which had been empty all night, was suddenly filled.