Ming Dynasty: I risked my life to teach the prince, the emperor begged me not to die

Chapter 111 Why did you choose to cheat him?

Madam Wu told Chen Ce not to take the woman to heart, saying that she was a musician and a prostitute, and it was inevitable that she would have a mean mouth as she moved around in the world of fame and fortune.

Chen Ce nodded, not taking it to heart at all. He was just a little disappointed. He was disappointed that Tang Yin didn't seem to listen to him and was still indulging in sensual pleasures.

Couldn't he just concentrate on preparing for the exam? Why did he have to hang out with these classmates and friends?
Chen Ce knew that Tang Yin was arrogant because of his talent, and he always felt that he had a sure success in the imperial examination. However, everyone makes mistakes.

Did I really misjudge him?

Chen Ce shook his head and stopped thinking about it. He didn't take what happened just now to heart and continued to buy dishes with Madam Wu.

……

Yin Ping'er was really speechless, and even felt a little annoyed by stupidity. She had never seen such a stupid man.

Mancang'er was the darling of the powerful circle at that time and the number one brothel. How many people spent huge sums of money just to entertain Mancang'er with singing and dancing?
How popular was she at that time? Yin Ping'er had to follow her and pick up leftovers to eat.

Now? She has fallen to the point of marrying an illiterate man?
A female doctor? A man who specializes in treating impotence? Is this what he meant by "juren"?
Where on earth did Mancanger find such a man? He looks so elegant, but turns out to be so unsophisticated.

What kind of people does Yin Ping'er come into contact with now? Wherever she goes, she has to be at least a Juren. A trip starts at least ten taels of silver. The makeup on her face costs one tael of silver!
Forget it, don’t think about this unlucky thing. It’s your own choice, you have to bear the consequences yourself. Maybe others can even find joy in suffering, haha!

Yin Ping'er got off the sedan chair in the backyard and, with the help of servants, entered the villa rented by Tang Yin.

Fireworks technology has been popular since the Song Dynasty and reached its peak in the Ming and Qing Dynasties.

On the third day of the first lunar month, the sky was getting darker and more and more people came to the street.

The shouts of street vendors could be heard one after another, there were actually water rats on the Qizhang River, and fireworks were rising into the sky above the water.

Not to mention the fireworks such as ground rats, flower tubes, and three-level waves that can be seen everywhere on the streets.

There are countless fireworks, lanterns and street performers of all kinds, including actors with masks and long beards, and people who look like Zhong Kui, dancing over a ring of fire.

The prosperity of the night markets in the Ming Dynasty was no less than that in later generations, and was even better, with a full sense of the New Year atmosphere.

If Zhu Houzhao were here, he would probably have a lot of fun and not sleep all night. However, that guy has been locked up in the palace, so he can probably come out for a walk during the Lantern Festival.

Chen Ce planned to buy him some gifts to make up for his regret, so he said to Madam Wu, "I'll go buy some fireworks."

Madam Wu looked at Chen Ce curiously and asked, "You put it away yourself?"

She knew Chen Ce was not of that nature, so she immediately changed her tone and asked, "For a friend?"

Chen Ce smiled and said, "Well, he just likes these little gadgets."

It is estimated that by the time Zhu Houzhao was able to leave the palace, these things had been sold out.

In front of a lantern shop, Chen Ce bought a few fireworks and was about to leave, but the shop owner stopped Chen Ce and asked him to guess the lantern riddles. He paid one penny for each guess, and if he guessed correctly, he would get a lantern for free.

Chen Ce smiled and said, "Okay, let's give it a try."

"Look at a pair of Xiangjiang jades side by side, the two concubines once shed tears on them. The Han Dynasty's 400 years of rule was all in the hands of Liu Hou."

what?
Isn't this Liu Bowen's question? Why are you bringing it up again? Isn't this sending a lantern?

Chen Ce asked: "Chopsticks?"

The shopkeeper smiled and returned one penny to Chen Ce, and gave him a lantern as well.

"Sir, it's easy, keep guessing."

Chen Ce hummed and said, "Okay!" "Grandpa will be the pioneer."

Chen Ce asked, "Zu Chongzhi?"

The shopkeeper was stunned for a moment, then said with a smile: "That's right! Here, your penny and the lantern."

Seeing Chen Ce was about to leave contentedly, the shop owner became unhappy.

Not only did he not make any money, but he also lost two lanterns, so he begged Chen Ce to continue answering the questions with sweet words.

Chen Ce shook his head and said, "No, there are only two of us. Two lanterns are enough. Thank you for your kindness, but I don't need them."

The shopkeeper's mouth twitched slightly, and he thought to himself, are you a fool?

I'm not kind at all! I want to make money from you! If you run away now, won't I lose out?
You're still thinking about me. Do you really think I'm giving you these for free? Are you really confident that you can answer all the questions below?

"Haha, you're welcome, you're welcome. How much are lanterns worth? It doesn't matter if you put up a few more."

"It's just for fun, it's not worth much, so if you have nothing to do, just accompany me and continue playing."

Madam Wu wanted to explain something, but in the end she didn't say a word, and the more she explained, the worse it got.

After a moment, the shopkeeper was sweating profusely, his smile froze, and he said to Chen Ce: "Brother, I'll give you three cents. It's a small business, so don't guess, okay?"

Mrs. Wu finally couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh, "How can you be so stubborn as a shopkeeper? What riddles do you insist on asking him to guess?"
He has already said that he doesn't want to guess anymore, but you insist on asking him to guess. Aren't you asking for trouble?
Chen Ce took the three cents from the other party with a smile and did not make things difficult for him. As he said, it was a small business and he did not want to bully others.

"Thank you, I'll come back when I have time."

Chen Ce's words shocked the vendor, who waved his hands hastily: "Don't! Don't come! I've recognized your face!"

There were many lanterns beside the Qizhang River. Chen Ce and Wu Niangzi each held two lanterns and released them into the river. The bright lights made the river even more beautiful.

The Lantern Festival in the near future should be even more lively. The once-in-three-years Spring Examination is about to begin. At that time, I'm sure all the candidates from all over the country will gather in Shuntian Prefecture. You can imagine how lively it will be.

"Go back."

Chen Ce said to the smiling Madam Wu that she had a smile on her face all night and she had never been so happy as tonight. Unfortunately, this happiness was destined not to last long.

When passing by the main gate of a villa, Yin Ping'er happened to walk out of the main gate.

This was the highest treatment given by the host, which was enough to show how satisfied the host and the guests were with her singing and dancing today.

When she saw Wu Niangzi and Chen Ce again, Yin Ping'er coughed twice, fearing that the other party had not heard her, so she greeted them, "Sister Cang'er."

She wanted to show off to Madam Wu that she walked out of the main gate of the master's house and that the master gave her the highest courtesy.

Madam Wu pretended not to notice and said to Chen Ce, "Mr. Chen, let's go."

But Yin Ping'er would not give up this opportunity. She stopped Chen Ce and said, "My dear, let me tell you, this Juren is not a person who is not a candidate. He is a scholar who can be an official."

"I just went to meet them. They are all rich or noble."

"Oh."

Chen Ce nodded.

Oh? This silly goose, where on earth did you come from! Oh, what are you saying? How many juren masters can you meet in your life?
You really don't know what a Juren was like in the Ming Dynasty, right? A vegetable vendor on the street? Anyone can see him?

(End of this chapter)