Zimmer in Fast Time Travel

Chapter 47

Mao Zhiqing was originally a bachelor of the Hanlin Academy. Although his official position was dignified and respected, he had no real power and no money. Compared with the few years he was sent abroad, he was at ease. There are many people who are free and easy, and don't have to be stared at by so many eyes in Beijing, and be careful to be impeached at any time.

Mao Zhiqing, who had tasted the sweetness, was happy not to think about Sichuan, and had no desire to return to Beijing. Instead, he hoped that he could be a political student for another three years, or he could be assigned a position in another place, preferably in a wealthy place.

And right now is a godsend opportunity!

Mao Zhiqing thought to himself, if he wins the bet, among these people is the hand-picked one, why doesn't he take the opportunity to make a good impression on others?If that person is willing to say something good to him in front of that person, wouldn't it be far better than him staying in the Qingshui yamen and no one cares about him?

Mao Zhiqing, who had figured this out, was extremely amiable to everyone, and the attitude of the corporal was flattering to everyone.

After drinking for three rounds, Zhou Hongxi gradually let go of his guard, and began to be belatedly happy for himself.

"Xiu Qi," he put his arm on Jimo's shoulder and smiled, "You and I are both scholars now, even though we are only attached to the students, we can't get the rice from the state government, but that's still serious He is a famous scholar! Hahahaha, the lintel of my Zhou family depends on me to carry forward! My father probably never dreamed that his son is so nb!"

After all, considering that this was the feast of Mr. Xuezheng, Zhou Hongxi pulled back his inflated heart like a balloon with the remaining rationality, buried his face in his sleeves, and groaned for a while.

Jimo looked helplessly at the dark head and shrugging shoulders, and really didn't understand where Zhou Hongxi's smile was.No matter what happens, this person always seems to be genuinely happy or sad for inexplicable reasons. From another perspective, Ji Mo envies him.

When Zhou Hongxi finally had enough of laughing, he stared at him with tears in the corners of his eyes and said with great interest, "Let's say hello to the other students!"

Ji Mo couldn't help saying that his wrist was pulled, and he was forced to walk around the banquet with this guy.

Among all the people, Mao Zhiqing, who was surrounded by stars like a moon, was of course Xuezheng Master Mao Zhiqing, followed by three people who won the title of "Lansheng" in this college examination.

The students are also divided into grades. The first-class granary students can get six buckets of granary rice every month.Li Xiucheng and Bai Cangwu are both Linsheng; the second is Zengsheng; the third is Epiphysis, such as Ji Mo and Zhou Hongxi.This level has the most people and is the least valuable.

But epiphytes are not always just epiphytes, and they can also be upgraded through examinations.Similarly, there are also those who were originally lin students or extra students, but were relegated to the third class because they failed the exam.

All the students present here have the same status, but the first-class people are more expensive by default, and they all come to make friends with them one after another.The two of Ji Mo came late, so they could only stand at the outermost edge of the circle of people, and waited for a long time before speaking to the three.

One of the three is an old man with gray beard and hair, at least fifty or sixty years old; It fits loosely on the body, and it doesn't fit very well. Maybe I borrowed it from someone else.

With Zimmer's temper, he was already impatient, and planned to talk nonsense with them and leave.

Mao Zhiqing looked over at this moment.

The appearance of Ji Mo and Zhou Hongxi is not particularly outstanding, but standing with the three of them, one side is old and ugly, and the other side is young and beautiful, like two pieces of cloth, one is a tattered coarse cloth, One piece was a gorgeous brocade, the contrast was brutal, and it abruptly elevated the two of them from their original seventy-eight to ten percent.

Seeing this scene, Mao Zhiqing's thoughts moved, and for the first time, he took the initiative to come over to chat with them.

The three students thought that the Xuezheng teacher was coming for him, so he immediately responded with [-] points of energy.Ji Mo and Zhou Hongxi knew that they were uneducated, so they tacitly closed their mouths to avoid revealing their secrets.Unexpectedly, this adult seemed to be very interested in them, and kept asking them questions.

Ji Mo answered a few words, feeling strange in his heart.

Under the rigorous appearance of this scholar, he seems to have a gossip heart in contrast. He is not looking for school knowledge, nor is he talking about poetry and poetry, but to ask them about trivial matters in a down-to-earth manner. Up to the eighteen generations of parents, relatives, friends and ancestors, down to where the daily hobbies live...

The ancestors of the Li family were from Hanlin, and there is a genealogy to follow.Father Li of this generation is the magistrate of the county. Although he is a small official, in the eyes of the local people, he is the county magistrate, the most prestigious person!Therefore, their family is also considered famous in this area.

What is more surprising is that after some questioning, the great-grandfather of the Zhou family was also a Beijing official, and he was still a fourth-rank official.It's just that his branch is a separate family, so Master Zhou usually doesn't like to mention it, and few people know about it.

Listening to their answers, Mao Zhiqing's slender eyes became brighter and brighter.

He felt that he had caught that flash of inspiration!

What kind of supreme status is that one?How can ordinary people have the opportunity to get acquainted?

There is only one explanation, that person got acquainted with the young man whose name he forgot under the gossip of a caring person, and the other party tried every means to win that person's favor!

What a great way!If he, Mao Zhiqing, had half of this ability, would he still be a Hanlin scholar now?

He sighed, feeling that he had come to the truth.

Among the candidates he carefully selected, who best fits the setting of someone in the DPRK?

Could it be the poor Zhang Moumou?Could it be Wang Moumou who has no father or mother?Could it be Li Moumou, an upstart in business at home?

of course not!

The only one who meets the requirements is this descendant surnamed Zhou. His great-grandfather may have old disciples in the court who can recommend him for him.And it is not impossible that this young man surnamed Li is a descendant of Hanlin.However, it is more likely that the surname is Zhou.

Under Mao Zhiqing's careful consideration, Zhou Hongxi gradually lost his original appearance in his eyes, as if he had turned into a piece of crispy and rotten pork belly.

In the end, Mao Zhiqing almost only talked to Zhou Hongxi, and everyone else was reduced to a background board.

No matter how slow Zhou Hongxi was, he felt something was wrong, and winked at Jimo: What's the matter? !Why is the light coming at me?

Ji Mo watched the white play leisurely: It means that Xuezheng adults value you, isn't it good?

No!help me!Brother, I can't hold it anymore! —— Zhou Hongxi's eyes revealed a strong desire to survive.

Ji Mo raised half of his lips and made a mouth shape:

Live it!

While Mao Zhiqing was focusing all his attention on Zhou Hongxi, he just took the opportunity to leave.

Dead friends don't die poor, I'm sorry!Ji Mo thought without any psychological burden.

In the middle of the night, Yu Sui, who had been away for many days, quietly returned to Li Mansion, and brought back a veiled girl.

Ji Mo glanced at Miss Ma who was trying her best to hide her embarrassment, and told Yu Sui, "Take her down and settle it down. We'll talk about it tomorrow if we have anything to do."