The First Gongsheng of Ming Dynasty

Chapter 201 Zhang Jieyuan, Zhang Huiyuan

The Yuesheng Tea House is very lively. There are so many people waiting for the rankings to be released. Lin Ting is the only one in high school. In addition, he is the son of Jijiu of the Imperial College. Naturally, he can get different attention from others.

"Brother Lin, I can't visit the Imperial College today, so I can only find another chance later, so I'm leaving."

Zhang Zhou offered to leave in due course.

This group is all classmates or friends, and they are waiting for the rankings to be released together. He is always an outsider, so there is no need to join in the fun.

Lin Ting said proudly: "Bingkuan, you don't have to go, wouldn't it be good to stay here until the list is released? Let's talk about it, and there is also the matter of poetry..."

Obviously, Lin Ting wanted to know who wrote the "Huanxi Sand" that made his sister famous.

Zhang Zhou said with a smile: "I don't live in the Imperial Academy permanently, and the news after winning the list will not be sent here. I won't bother you here, and I will leave."

Except for the Lin Ting brothers and sisters, it seemed that others couldn't get along with Zhang Zhou, mainly because Zhang Zhou's identity and status were too bluffing now.

But no one went to curry favor with Zhang Zhou.

It can only be said that they...don't know what Zhang Zhou can bring to an ordinary person.

Or they feel that they can still wait for the results of the test, and they don't need to curry favor with anyone.

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When Zhang Zhou went downstairs, Lin Ting saw him off in person.

After seeing Zhang Zhou leave in the carriage, Lin Ting turned around to greet the people who came to announce the good news to him.

"Master Lin, you will definitely be ranked first in the palace examination of Jinbang High School."

The people from Shuntian Mansion who came to announce the good news spoke beautiful words.

People here have been sent in to inform the people in the Lin family's mansion, and a group of people greeted them after taking the reward money.

After greeting, Lin Ting did not forget the people who were waiting with him to release the list, so he went back upstairs and continued to wait with them, but now the topic was basically on the matter of Lin Ting Zhonggong Shi.

"...The same is true for Zhang Bingkuan, he is waiting here, can you humiliate him?"

Finally, someone couldn't help criticizing Zhang Zhou.

Lin Tingdao: "Bing Kuan is right, he has a mansion in the capital, and if the yamen want to send good news, they will send it directly to the mansion."

This is a bit hurtful.

The same as Juren.

Zhang Zhou was able to settle down in the capital, but they even lived in the dormitory of the Imperial College, and they had to squeeze with others. Some of them couldn't settle in the city with their families, so they had to send their wives and children to the residential areas outside the city. Arrangements and treatment vary greatly.

"Who made people know how to do things?"

There was sour jealousy in someone's voice.

Some people also said: "He is a alchemist, not a literati, he understands that even if he waits for the announcement, he will not be able to wait for the results, so he came to Beiyong today, I am afraid it is not for some other purpose. It is related to the selection of the previous tribute!"

"In this world, there are still talents, and it is better to make progress on your own."

Even if he is not scolding Zhang Zhou, it is actually similar to public criticism.

Look at you, Mr. Zhang, who failed the Jinshi examination and came to the Imperial College on the day of the announcement. It must be because you passed the tribute selection and wanted to use the tribute to enter the court.

It would be considered polite to say that you have no talent.

The speaker has no intention, but Lin Ting, the listener, does.

Lin Ting thought to himself: "Father said that Bing Kuan won the first place in the selection of tributes and wanted to become an official. Could it be that he knew that he had no chance to be a Jinshi? coming?"

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The brothers and sisters of the Lin family were called back by someone sent by Lin Han before they could wait until the end.

Jinshi Lin Tingzhong should have told Lin Han the good news earlier.

However, after the brothers and sisters arrived at the official residence where Lin Han lived after the Imperial College, they did not see Lin Han himself, and were told that Lin Han was meeting someone from the Ministry of Rites.

"In this test, more than 70 sons of Beiyong Kingdom were selected, and the Ministry of Rites sent someone to commend Lin Shilang's academic achievements. Mr. Lin, in the future, you will be a minister of the same court as Lin Shilang!"

Everyone who saw Lin Ting should congratulate him.

Lin Ting took his younger sister to the courtyard where his father received guests, and just happened to meet people from the Ministry of Rites leaving. When Lin Ting passed by, he heard several Xuezheng and others from the Imperial Academy talking there: "...Huiyuan came from Beiyong, It can be regarded as fighting for Beiyong, but I don't know if the number one scholar in the undergraduate course can also come from Beiyong."

"Uh-huh!"

Lin Han didn't seem happy when he heard this, he cleared his throat to tell these people to shut up.

no way.

Zhang Zhou, the member of the Huiyuan this time, has a student status in the Imperial College, but he has not been taught by Lin Han for a day, let alone there is still a feud between him and Zhang Zhou.

In the previous bet with Zhang Zhou, he didn't lose in knowledge, but he lost in prestige and old face.

"Father."

Lin Ting hurriedly chased after him, and greeted his father with a smile.

When Lin Han saw his son, his mood immediately improved a lot. His son was a Gongshi, and he was going to be a Jinshi soon. Lin Han wanted to feel proud.

Look... Not only can I teach students, but my son can also teach. Doesn't this teach a Jinshi?
When Liu Shun saw Lin Ting coming, he naturally wanted to flatter Lin Han in front of his colleagues in the Imperial College, and congratulated him, "Old Lin, you really have a prominent family, and you have been Jinshi for three generations. Congratulations."

Lin Han's father, Lin Yu, was a Jinshi during the Yongle period. Lin Han had nine sons, and Lin Ting was the third in the family to be a Jinshi.

Lin Han's youngest son, Lin Tingji, was a Jinshi in the 14th year of Jiajing, and Lin Ting's son Lin Xuan was also a Jinshi in the [-]th year of Zhengde...

Lin Han's family achieved "three generations and five ministers, seven subjects and eight Jinshi".

"Okay, okay." Lin Han was also very proud, stroking his beard, and was very pleased that his son passed the Jinshi exam, "Keep working hard during the imperial examination, and be an upright official after entering the court."

Lin Ting cupped his hands and said, "I would like to follow my father's instruction. I don't know my father, but who is this year's member?"

The smile on Lin Han's face suddenly froze.

You don't know what fun to do, you just started to fly into the sky as soon as you complimented you, isn't that what pot doesn't open and what pot to lift?
Brothers and sisters Lin Ting and Lin Yi were very puzzled, didn't it mean that Huiyuan came from Beiyong, and the Ministry of Rites specially sent someone to commend his father's academic achievements?Why did father mention Huiyuan with this expression?
"Well. Go in."

Lin Han didn't want to say anything, turned around and walked into the yard.

All the subordinate officials of Guozijian followed in.

Lin Ting wanted to ask more questions, but Liu Shun hurried over to hold him back, and reminded him in a low voice, "Don't ask, it's Zhang Zhou. Your father doesn't want to mention him."

As soon as these words came out, Lin Ting's face couldn't help but change.

He and Lin Yi exchanged glances.

I met Zhang Zhou just now, but I didn't know that Zhang Zhou was already Huiyuan, which meant that he would be a minister of the same court in the future.

The purpose of Zhou coming to the Imperial College is worth pondering.

Lin Ting thought of all the unhappiness between his father and Zhang Zhou. No wonder his father cared so much about mentioning that Hui Yuan came from Beiyong. At the beginning, his father looked down on Zhang Zhou so much. His relationship... Father felt that his face was damaged.

"No wonder, his talent and learning are not bad. Jiangnan Jieyuan, who can test Huiyuan, is short of the number one scholar in the imperial examination." Lin Ting said with emotion.

Liu Shun curled his lips and said, "That being said, don't make a pretext in front of Mr. Lin. If it weren't for this Zhang Gongsheng winning the Hui Yuan, I'm afraid the Ministry of Rites would not send someone to reward and condolence."

"Uh?"

Lin Ting was startled at first.

Then he seemed to understand something.

It is precisely because Zhang Zhou has won the emperor's trust now, and Zhang Zhou has won the Jinshi as a North Yonggong student, the Ministry of Rites will focus on rewarding Lin Han and commending his contributions.

Lin Han didn't like Zhang Zhou, but the emperor did.

Lin Ting also understands why his father still puts on such a face even though today is a good day for him to become a Jinshi.

Father couldn't pass the inner test.

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When Zhang Zhou returned to the door of his house in a carriage, the people gathered at the door had already lined up from the street to the end of the street.

When the imperial court announced Zhang Zhou’s achievements before, a bunch of people came to congratulate him, but they were chased away by Jin Yiwei. This time, there was another reason, Zhang Zhou would try to win the championship... More people took the opportunity to seek connections, Some candidates from all over the south of the Yangtze River came to join in the fun even though they knew that they did not have a title on the gold list.

At the intersection, Zhang Zhou had no choice but to get out of the carriage, escorted by Jin Yiwei, and surrounded by people to the door of his house.

"Duke Huiyuan is back!"

"Zhang Jieyuan! Zhang Huiyuan!"

"Get out of the way!"

The scene was very lively.

When many people heard that Zhang Zhou had returned to his house, they rushed forward desperately. The road was already difficult, so Zhang Zhou almost wanted to find a pole to support himself, and walked through the crowd on stilts.

Finally squeezed to the door of the house, but saw Jiang Dezhong and Jiang Shantong father and son were there, with dozens of firecrackers hanging beside them, and red silk hanging on the door.

Zhang Zhou thought to himself.

How much will this cost?

"Father-in-law, uncle, what are you doing here?" Zhang Zhou looked at the two of them.

Jiang Dezhong was very proud, grabbed Zhang Zhou's arm, raised Zhang Zhou's hand and said, "This is Duke Huiyuan of Ming Dynasty, my son-in-law Jiang Dezhong! My old daughter married a good man..."

Pooh!
Zhang Zhou wanted to scold.

Want a face?
Forgot that it was time to instigate me to reconcile with your daughter half a year ago?You old Jiang is really getting more and more shameless.

In front of so many people, thanks to you, you have the nerve to say it's my father-in-law.

"you……"

Just as Zhang Zhou was about to say something, the person next to him asked, "Master Jiang, can the firecrackers be set off?"

"Let it go! Let it all go!"

"Crackling!"

When the firecrackers sounded, Zhang Zhou hurriedly covered his ears with his hands, and could only hold back what he wanted to say.

Zhang Zhou ignored those who came to hand him name badges, and walked straight to the door. There were too many people around and every step was difficult.

"Don't go..."

Jiang Dezhong also wanted to pull his son-in-law to stand beside him so that he would have a long face.

It was Zhang Zhou who unceremoniously shook his hand away.

After Zhang Zhou entered, Jiang Dezhong and his son slipped in.

"Close the door! It's so noisy!"

"Master, what are you talking about?" Jia Laoshui said loudly.

"Deaf? Close the door!"

With the help of Zhang Zhou, the door was finally closed.

At this time, Zhang Jun and Sui Sui, each wearing red festive clothes, ran out from the inner courtyard, and the maids had no time to chase after them.

Zhang Zhou Zhou carried one in his hand and took it to the side yard, finally his ears could be quieter.

"My son-in-law, what are you doing?" Jiang Dezhong didn't quite understand what Zhang Zhou meant.

Zhang Zhou said angrily, "I'm not at home. I'm afraid that others won't come to make trouble for me when I do this, right? Do you want me to move? Go out and send the outsiders away."

"My son-in-law, this is your fault. They are all here to congratulate you on your high school. Those who come are guests."

Jiang Dezhong said something, when he found Zhang Zhou's expression was not good.

Thinking that he and Zhang Zhou were going to do business together, before the living ancestor gave any further instructions, he hurriedly gave his son a hand: "Did you hear that? Go out and drive people away!"

(End of this chapter)