Duke Yu came here specially to get the lucky bag from the Eastern Palace. After taking the lucky bag, the group went into the teahouse to talk, but a group of teenagers were cautious in front of the adults, and everyone winked at Bai Shan, and quietly bowed to the gentlemen before leaving. Ran.
Liu Huan pulled Yinhe, "Are you going?"
Yin shook his head: "You go, I won't go."
Liu Huan looked around and saw that the friends had almost run away, he hesitated for a while, but decided to stay.
Mr. Jiang, Mr. Chen and the others obviously respect the Duke of Yu County very much. When the Duke of Yu County went to collect the lucky bag, they waited obediently aside, and when he received the lucky bag, they respectfully invited him to the teahouse. On the second floor, after he sat down, he saluted and sat down.
He only sat on one-third of the stool, and put his hands in front of his abdomen, just like Man Bao and the others were listening to lectures in class when they were young.
Not to mention Man Bao and Bai Shan, even Yin He and Liu Huan were stunned.
Mr. Jiang turned his head and saw that they were so dazed, and said, "Why don't you come to see Duke Yu soon?"
The four of them stepped forward in a daze, and Yuxian Gong smiled and waved: "Don't let the children be so cautious, we have seen each other before, come and sit down."
He looked at Mr. Zhuang with a smile, "These two children are your disciples?"
Mr. Zhuang bowed and replied, "Yes."
Duke Yu nodded with a smile and asked, "When did you teach them?"
Mr. Zhuang replied: "Start from enlightenment."
Duke Yu suddenly realized, and his face became more gentle, "So they still followed you to enlightenment? Okay, okay, okay, I see that you look very familiar, have we met before?"
After a pause, Mr. Zhuang bowed and said: "The boy came to the capital once when he was young, and once posted a poem post to Mr. Hang, the minister of the former household department. At that time, Duke Yu was there, so I met him."
Duke Yu thought for a while before recalling, "Hang? Is it Hang Liping?"
Mr. Zhuang bowed and said "yes".
The Duke of Yu County sighed, "He died a long time ago. He has been dead for eleven or twelve years. If you submit an article to him, that was more than twenty years ago, right?"
He also served as the servant of the household department at that time.
Mr. Zhuang answered "Yes" again.
But the county magistrate felt that something was wrong.
Although his memory is good, but there are so many people who contribute to them every year, he can't even remember all the people who contribute to himself, let alone the people who contribute to his friends.
How could he feel that Mr. Zhuang was familiar
The Duke of Yu County looked at Mr. Zhuang touching his beard, and asked with a smile after a while, "I don't know which poem you voted for back then. You are dressed in white. It's because the old boy didn't win your essay and went back to his hometown." ?”
Mr. Jiang and the others didn't speak, but felt the atmosphere stagnate.
Man Bao opened his mouth to speak, but Bai Shan tugged at her sleeve, she looked back at him, and Bai Shan shook his head slightly at her.
Mr. Zhuang has already read the poems and essays he submitted with a smile, without changing a single word.
Mr. Jiang and others couldn't help praising a good poem in their hearts, but the smile on the face of Yuxian Gong gradually faded.
He has always had a good memory, not to mention that he still likes this poem written by Mr. Zhuang very much. He also had the feeling of being ambitious in it, so when he heard it back then, he liked it very much.
So of course I know what happened next.
Duke Yu looked Mr. Zhuang up and down. He straightened his back and lowered his head slightly to let him see.
The Duke of Yu turned his eyes to Bai Shan and Man Bao, and saw that they were looking at him with wide open eyes and concern, so he withdrew his gaze and looked at Mr. Zhuang, "For so many years, you have been in Bai Shan. ?”
"Yes," Mr. Zhuang replied with a bow, and after a pause, he said, "The boy has been a teacher for others, but he became a teacher after only two years, and he has been a teacher until now."
Duke Yu nodded slightly, and asked, "How many disciples have you taken in?"
"Three."
Duke Yu's eyes swept over Liu Huan and Yin Or.
Mr. Zhuang lowered his head and didn't see his gaze, but Man Bao and Bai Shan saw it, and quickly explained: "Mr. Yu County, our junior brother is not here today, he went to play with his classmate."
"Junior Brother?" Yuxian Gong looked at Man Bao and said with a smile: "In this way, you are a senior sister?"
Man Bao nodded.
"But I think you are younger than your junior brother."
Why is everyone paying attention to this
Man Bao said: "But I started early."
The Duke of Yu County asked Mr. Zhuang, "Is this little girl from your family?"
Mr. Zhuang quickly explained, "No, this child has been studying with me since she was a child. She is very smart, so I accepted her as a student."
Man Bao explained: "Mr. opened a school in our village. My sister-in-law was cooking in the school. I went with him when I was a child. When Mr. was in class, I sat on the threshold and listened. Because I learned quickly, so Mr. made me his disciple."
"If you don't stop cultivating, even my first books, pens, inks, papers and inkstones are all given by my husband."
Duke Yu understood, and asked with a smile, "Then why didn't your family give Shuxiu?"
"My family is poor, and I had no money at first."
"The family is poor..." County Lord Yu glanced at Mr. Zhuang, and asked Man Bao with a smile, "How many years have you been studying with your husband?"
Man Bao: "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 gave Man Bao a sneaky look, warning her to be more honest.
Man Bao thought, it must have been eleven or twelve years. Although she didn't remember it, Keke did.
It said a long time ago that she was so young that she sat on the threshold of the school when she was walking while leaning on the wall, and the first sentence she learned was "Sir" with the students in the school.
Duke Yu smiled, nodded slightly, stroked his beard and asked, "I remember that you had a classmate who also wrote a good poem. What's his name?"
Mr. Zhuang said with a smile: "It's been too long, the boy has forgotten."
At this moment, even Bai Shan couldn't help but wanted to speak, but when Mr. Zhuang glanced up, the two disciples could only bow their heads aggrieved and did not speak.
The county magistrate nodded and did not continue the topic. Instead, he drank some tea, talked to Mr. Jiang and others, and left.
Mr. Jiang and others sent Duke Gong of Yu County out, and then he straightened up, "Strange, when did Duke Yu return to Beijing? Didn't he return to his hometown when he was old?"
Mr. Chen stared at Mr. Zhuang thoughtfully, the classmate of Mr. Zhuang mentioned by the county magistrate could not be Chen Fulin
As soon as the admirers left, everyone looked at the sunset in the sky, and there was no time to play, so they said goodbye and went back to their respective homes.
Mr. Chen took Mr. Jiang to ride together.
Yin Ju also glanced at the time and said: "I have to go home too. If you have anything to do, you can send someone to send a message to me. If you need my help, just say so."
Man Bao and Bai Shan knew what he had guessed sensitively, nodded and watched him get into the car.
Liu Huan squeezed up behind him and shouted, "I'll be with you, anyway, our two families will be on the way."
After they had all left, the three teachers and students got into Daji's carriage.
Bai Shan and Man Bao were puzzled, and asked, "Sir, why didn't you tell the Duke of Yu County?"