good season

Chapter 38: Good Talents in Hancheng

At this moment, the servant came in: "Sir, Mr. Yang is here."

Lang Zhizhou suppressed the anger in his heart that had nowhere to vent, and said to the servant: "Please ask Mr. Yang to wait for me in the study."

The servant went out in response, and Lang Zhizhou turned to his wife and said, "Since it has come to this, you don't have to worry. There will always be a way."

Madam Lang sighed. Yes, things have come to this. What else can she do? She couldn't call Princess Jiayi back. She wanted to, but she didn't have the courage.

"In fact, if Yang Xiucai can pass the imperial examination, he will be a good match."

Scholar Yang's name is Yang Shengqiu. He is only 20 years old this year. He was the top scorer in the county examination. Two years ago, he was introduced by his mentor, Master Wan, and became a disciple of Prefect Lang.

Although Yang Xiucai is young, he can write beautiful articles and is a hot candidate for this year's autumn examination. Even Governor Lang is optimistic about him.

Influenced by Feng Ke and his father-in-law, Lang Zhizhou began to attach importance to talent cultivation when he was still a county magistrate.

Of course, the prerequisite is that only the talented people who become his disciples can receive his training.

For example, Yang Shengqiu was just an adopted son of the Yang family, and his adoptive father was just a private school teacher. However, he was able to stand out among many poor students. His poems and articles were widely circulated, not only in Hancheng, but also in the capital. Some people knew this talented man from Hancheng, and some even said that he was the incarnation of Wenquxing.

Yang Shengqiu came from a small family. Although he was not destitute, he was definitely not rich.

Ever since he became a disciple of Governor Lang, everything from food, clothing, housing and transportation to writing brushes, ink, paper and inkstone has been exquisitely made. Yang Shengqiu was already handsome, and now he is even more handsome and outstanding.

Lang Zhizhou even introduced him to Fang Daru who was living in seclusion in Hancheng. Although Fang Daru had not accepted disciples for a long time, he was very fond of Yang Shengqiu and would give him guidance on his homework every now and then.

The chief examiner of the previous imperial examination, Fang Ying, was the beloved disciple of Mr. Fang!

Fang Daru once mentioned Yang Shengqiu's name in Fang Ying's letter.

In other words, Yang Shengqiu has now left the vast majority of students behind.

Mrs. Lang also liked Yang Shengqiu very much. She had even thought about making Yang Shengqiu the son-in-law of the Lang family. She told the Governor Lang about her idea. The Governor Lang did not refuse, but asked her to wait until Yang Shengqiu passed the imperial examination. Two years passed in a blink of an eye, and the third prince and Feng Jiahe got married.

This marriage was like opening a window for the Lang family, and Mrs. Lang's thoughts faded away.

Magistrate Lang did not keep Yang Shengqiu waiting for long and went to the study room soon.

Yang Shengqiu is tall and slender, with an elegant temperament. The moon-white gown he wears makes his red lips, white teeth and face as handsome as a jade even more prominent.

Obviously, Yang Shengqiu already knew what happened at the city gate today. He did not ask any further questions, but just told Lang Zhizhou the news.

"The provincial examination will be held in August. Mr. Fang asked the student to move in with him so that he could help with his homework. The student felt that this would be too much of a bother, and Qiu didn't want to attract gossip, so he declined."

Lang Zhizhou pretended to be angry: "How can you refuse politely? Mr. Fang asked you to move there, and you moved there. If you refuse like this, won't it make Mr. Fang feel disappointed? Let people say whatever they want, why bother with them?"

Yang Shengqiu bowed his head and admitted his mistake: "It's the students' fault. They are narrow-minded."

Lang Zhizhou shook his head helplessly: "You are just too bookish. All right, I will ask housekeeper Liu to pack your luggage. You can move out today and come back after the provincial examination."

Yang Shengqiu said hurriedly: "Qiu can ask Yun'er to pack it up, so there is no need to trouble Butler Liu."

Lang Zhizhou smiled: "It's up to you, go quickly." Yang Shengqiu walked a few steps, then thought of something, turned around and said to Lang Zhizhou: "Why don't you let the young master go with Qiu? Qiu is worried about his studies."

Prefect Lang had only one son and one daughter. His son, Lang Min, was only ten years old. Although he was smart, he was naughty. Prefect Lang was busy with official duties, and the teacher could not control him. Lang Min was like a runaway pony, doing whatever he wanted.

Last year, Lang Min was kidnapped by several desperate criminals from other places. Yang Shengqiu risked his life alone and not only rescued him safely, but also beat one of the criminals to a pulp.

From then on, Yang Shengqiu suddenly became the person that Young Master Lang admired the most.

He had seen many people who could read, but Young Master Lang had only seen one person who was not only good at reading but also had martial arts skills.

Lang Min obeyed Yang Shengqiu's words. He made the teacher so angry that he almost vomited blood, but he gritted his teeth and completed the homework assigned by Yang Shengqiu.

Magistrate Lang was very satisfied with this. As long as nothing went wrong, Yang Shengqiu would surely be able to pass the imperial examination and embark on an official career next year.

Fifteen years later, Lang Min was twenty-five years old and had reached the age to enter officialdom. At that time, Yang Shengqiu was in his prime and would definitely be able to help Lang Min.

Although I have a father-in-law and myself as a father, who would complain about having too many noble people?

Therefore, Lang Zhizhou usually let his son stay with Yang Shengqiu. Now, hearing what Yang Shengqiu said, Lang Zhizhou felt comforted. He was worthy of being the one he cultivated.

"How can this be possible? You went to Fang Daru's house to prepare for the provincial examination. If you let him follow you, wouldn't that cause trouble? Don't worry, I will have someone watch him."

Yang Shengqiu was reluctant to leave, but he didn't want to upset Lang Zhizhou, so he sighed and left.

Looking at his back, Lang Zhizhou stroked his beard and nodded with satisfaction.

I hope this young man will not let me down, and when he succeeds in the future, he will not forget his mentor.

Putting aside Magistrate Lang’s thoughts, ten days later, Princess Jiayi and her entourage finally arrived in the capital.

After returning to the princess's mansion after being away for a long time, Princess Jiayi did not look happy at all.

Because the entire princess's mansion was in mourning, she was stunned and then she remembered that her son was dead!

Princess Jiayi was both depressed and unlucky, even though my eldest son was alive and well.

Princess Jiayi simply claimed to be ill and left the funeral arrangements entirely to Huang Changshi.

If Prince Consort Xiao hadn't reminded her to go and cry in front of the coffin, the princess would have even wanted to hide in the house and not come out.

So Prince Consort Xiao carefully supported the heartbroken Princess to the mourning hall. The couple cried bitterly, and the Princess rolled her eyes and fainted.

Everyone worked together to carry her back. The imperial physician came and diagnosed that she was pregnant, but it was not yet four months, so the news of the princess' pregnancy was not spread.

However, Prince Consort Xiao thought that it would be better to spread the news, at least it could distract from the impact of Xiao Zhenzhi's "death".

After all, Xiao Zhen's "death" cannot withstand scrutiny. Instead of letting people talk about Xiao Zhen's death, it would be better to let these people shift their attention to the fact that the eldest princess is pregnant.

Thus, under the deliberate guidance of Prince Consort Xiao, the news of the eldest princess' pregnancy spread in an orderly manner as if it had wings.

(End of this chapter)