While talking, Wang Juan opened the little purse that he had kept from letting anyone move, took out a piece of paper with words from it, and handed it to the old man.
"Grandpa Bi, look, this is what Xiaobao wrote when he first wrote it. Isn't it much stronger now than it was back then?"
The old man did not expect that Wang Juan would speak for Zhang Xiaobao at this time. He took the piece of paper and looked at it. His brows wrinkled and his mouth opened. Where are the words? What kind of mess, think about Zhang Xiaobao’s natural writing. Look at Zhang Xiaobao’s age.
The old man is finally moved. How hard does it take to do this? In this regard, Zhang Xiaobao obviously does not have the talent of Wang Juan. At the beginning, that la la la, you are the wind and I am the sand, once the duckweed is blown, and the occasional laughter falls, Wang Juan's talent is revealed.
When I saw the sentence and the word, I decided to look at it here. After I waited here, I realized that Wang Juan is not only good at writing the words, but also the sentences, but more importantly, She knew that she was standing behind Zhang Xiaobao when she was young, just like that girl in the Wang family, Wang Qiao'er.
Withdraw a little bit when walking, and try to keep Zhang Xiaobao in front when talking. As long as Zhang Xiaobao makes a mistake or says something wrong, she will stand up and help.
And Zhang Xiaobao has always been in the front. Whether it’s other people’s accusations or when playing, his position can always provide Wang Juan with a certain degree of protection, even when he teaches himself, Wang Juan’s position is always Being able to leave most easily, Zhang Xiaobao's position has always been blocking others' approach to Wang Juan.
These two little babies are amazing, like the left and right hands, one after the other, complementing each other, without any deliberate movement, everything is so natural, just a habit, such a urination is already like this, when they grow up, So who else can compare to the two of them
"Grandpa Bi, did you find that Xiaobao's writing is getting better and better? Xiaobao has never given up, and has been working hard. Grandpa Bi, Xiaobao's, um... that mine... um, it's the business of Patriarch Zhang and Patriarch how's it going?"
When Wang Juan sighed in the old man's heart, he spoke again. He wanted to talk about Zhang Xiaobao's father. He felt a little disrespectful, and he was embarrassed to talk about his father-in-law.
The old man looked at Wang Juan, who was still standing a little behind Zhang Xiaobao, and then at Zhang Xiaobao, whose body could move at any time. He laughed and said, “Don’t worry, there are daughters-in-law like you, like Xiaobao. Son, how could Zhang Zhong be an ordinary person?"
Zhang Xiaobao was still a little dissatisfied with this answer. He had to answer in the affirmative, so he said: "Grandpa Bi, your nephew can do other things to make more money."
"Oh? What's the matter, let's talk about it." The old man became interested.
"Grandpa Bi, don't worry. With an uncle like you and the cleverness of your nephew, how could he be as simple as an ordinary person?" Zhang Xiaobao changed the old man's words slightly and returned it back.
"Hahaha..." The old man laughed louder now, touching Zhang Xiaobao's head, and said: "Xiaobao, your father has a son like you, he asked in eight lifetimes. I have written to some people. , And one of them was given to the present saint. They still have to give it to the old man for this kind of sentiment."
Zhang Xiaobao was relieved a little bit, but he still replied: "Grandpa Bi, your nephew has an uncle like you, he asked for it for eight lifetimes. My family already has a way to make money for him. Don’t worry, you can do this. There are still."
"Okay, then wait for your father to raise it and make it into the top three. By that time, your family's ways to make money will not be too late." The old man found out that Zhang Xiaobao had no room for negotiation as long as he talked about his father. Things must be brought out in exchange.
"That's natural. There are many good ways in my family. Don't worry, Grandpa Bi, there will always be rewards for your efforts." Zhang Xiaobao still insisted.
"I know, your family will pay for it, and you will come back so late, just to ask about this, right?" The old man thought it through now, no wonder the two children came here to ask about Zhang Zhong.
Wang Juan immediately said, "No, Xiaobao and I are here to see how big a fish Grandpa Bi can catch. Xiaobao and I want to eat fish."
The old man looked at Wang Juan's appearance, then looked at Xiaobao, and said, "You know, is it fishing? I'll take a net and get two nets for you. Let you eat and pick the big fish."
"Xiaobao, I'm sleepy, are you sleepy?" Wang Juan did not continue the old man's words, yawned, and asked Zhang Xiaobao.
"I'm sleepy too, then Grandpa Bi, we'll come back tomorrow. You can catch the fish first, and wait for someone to make it tomorrow. It's been a day, so sleepy." Zhang Xiaobao's goal was achieved, and he was ready to leave, facing this. Old man, don't do anything false.
The old man also liked the way Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan went straight and said: "Then you go back to sleep, I will look at the nature again, this clairvoyance will carry on, and then you will be the Zhangjiazhuangzi."
The old man didn't know that the two children came by himself. He thought it was someone behind him who asked them to come here. He waved his hand to let the two children leave.
Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan used their interests to hold the old man, now relieved, they bid farewell to the old man and walked back.
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It's late, burning countless lamps, who said that the spring is still cold at this time, the delicacy is on the jade plate.
In the city of Chang'an, Zhang Zhong was drinking in the Zhuangyuan Building with the people from the county magistrate Cheng. At this time, he finally knew what entertainment was and what was a poem meeting. For several days, he did not take a good rest for a whole day. Others drink and chant some poems when they drink.
Drinking and drinking, I don’t know the north and south of things. I was sent back to a small inn to rest in a daze. I felt uncomfortable. Then I was fed a lot of things. Then I vomited and fed again until I vomited nothing. Something is gone, and then I drank a little warm thing and went to sleep.
The next morning I got up and my head didn’t hurt so much, except that my stomach felt uncomfortable. Someone immediately brought some soup and drank the soup. I found that my stomach was not uncomfortable, and I seemed to be able to continue drinking. This is the three soups for sobering up. The way to induce vomiting, the second way to nourish the mind, and the third way to warm the body.
These soups alone require five or six taels of silver in total. It’s not much compared to asking others to eat, but it’s not a lot at all. It’s enough for the seven-rank official's salary for one year. Where can I buy it? How much food, only a few soups.
Today Zhang Zhong was accompanied by some servants in the yamen. The officials were not too big, and some were even in positions of helpers, but the real power was not small.
Zhang Zhong had to endure the uncomfortable, drinking with people over and over again. It was not easy for the county magistrate Cheng to find these people for dinner. He also had to highlight Father Zhang on the dinner table and not offend others.
Those who were found were also not very relaxed. The county magistrate Cheng gave a lot of money and knew whose place it was. It didn’t cost money to eat and drink. In addition, the Zhang’s family advocated loyalty when he talked about it in the capital during this time. How to worry about the country and the people, how to give the recipe for growing vegetables in winter, and how many poems I wrote.
Together, Zhang Zhong has been praised to the sky. With the status of the No. 1 tribute, it can be said that he is rich and talented. All of them are talking good things. Zhang Zhong is a book business and he wants to say something. What, the only better thing is that he either doesn't drink too much and doesn't offend people when he speaks, or he shrinks under the table immediately after drinking too much, and doesn't offend him.
"Brother Yongcheng, I really have a good literary talent, so it's better to go to the mountain at the east gate tomorrow." A little waiter of the Ministry of Engineering, after drinking a few bowls of wine, happily drinking, said to Zhang Zhong.
"Okay, go out and have a look tomorrow." Zhang Zhong has become accustomed to life these days. Isn't he just drinking, touting each other, and thinking of more sentences? No, just drink it. Sometimes, if you drink too much, it seems easier to write some poems.
Erniu stood at the door, and felt uncomfortable for his master. No one can offend anyone who finds it. They drink and vomit every day, sometimes even in the morning, and in the afternoon after vomiting. Thanks to the sufficient medicines prepared here, there is no harm in protecting the master's body.
In a few days, I have visited the Zhuangyuan Building and Deyiju more than ten times. I haven't been outside. It may be cold and everyone is reluctant to go outside.
I wrote the letter to Zhuangzi once. The only difference between the master and others is that he never goes to the brothel, nor does he find any women to come over to play music. If others go there, the master will pay, but he never goes there. Whenever someone said he was not a man after drinking too much, he always said: "Which woman can compare to my Qiaoer? There are no more talented women in this world, and only girls can't make Baolang."
When others were puzzled, he got under the table, was carried back, and evaporated before falling asleep. He continued to drink like this the next day.
When everyone was drinking happily, the door of the room was pushed open. The guy whispered behind him. This person ignored him, went into the room, looked around, and said to Zhang Zhong: "Zhang Zhong, go to the Wang's house immediately, the lord is looking for you."
"Go out." Zhang Zhong is a little confused now, he doesn't know what Wang Clan is.
"Zhang Zhong, don't you want to take the imperial examination this time?" The person who came over his face sank.
"Get out, who's the guy here, do you want to do it?" Zhang Zhong was most disgusted with what Wang family was. Upon hearing this man's words, he knew which one came from in a daze.
When the man saw that the master was angry, the cold sweat flowed down his forehead. Apart from anything else, he grabbed the hair of the visitor and jumped to one knee. When the man was beaten up, he walked out with his hands. I forgot to speak to Zhang Zhong, "Master, don't worry, this is the last time, and it will never be like this again."