393 Chapter 393 Falling in Response (1)

393 Chapter 393 Falling in Response (1)

"Every time the imperial examination is held, the people in this teahouse are the most good at wooing business and flattering. There are all kinds of gossip, and it is the best place to watch the excitement." Banhua said to the people in the carriage, "In the past, whenever there was an imperial examination, Brother Heng and I loved coming here .”

Rong Xia stepped out of the carriage and took a look at the tea house. It wasn't a particularly high-end place, but it was very lively with people coming and going.

"Come," Banhua took his hand and walked through the door, "Here you can hear things you couldn't hear in the court hall."

Walking into the teahouse, Rong Xia found that there were many people dressed as scholars inside. Many people's accents were not like the locals in the capital.

When the waiter saw Banhua, he greeted him with a smile: "Miss Yin, you have finally arrived. You asked the little one to reserve a seat for you early in the morning, and no one touched the little one. Please sit down."

"Well done." Banhua threw a silver peanut to the waiter, and the waiter smiled happily and led them to two empty tables.

"Is it still the old rule?" The waiter was rewarded with high spirits, looking at Ban Hua like a moving purse.

Banhua said: "I still follow the old rules. This son brings his own tea, and the other guards are also in the old rules."

"I understand," the waiter noticed the handsome young man beside Banhua, and said sincerely, "This young man is very handsome. A few days ago, Mr. Yin said that you are married. Could it be this gentleman?"

"It's him." Banhua smiled.

"Miss and this gentleman are really a perfect match. The younger one can't speak beautiful words, so I think the two of you standing together are the best-looking, and no one else in the world can compare." The waiter's mouth was extremely sweet, and the words were pleasant As if you don't need money, just open your mouth and come.

"That's a good point," Rong Xia raised the corners of her lips slightly, motioning for Du Jiu to reward her.

The waiter didn't expect that he would get two golden beans just by saying a few nice words. After thanking him in a hurry, he went to the back to prepare tea and fruits.

Rong Xia and Ban Hua came out this time, although they deliberately dressed more ordinary, but because of their outstanding looks, they were noticed by some people as soon as they entered the door. Now seeing the two of them casually rewarding the waiter with gold and silver, one knows that the two of them must have come from wealthy families, and they came here just to join in the fun.

Most people dare not cause trouble, and seeing that the waiter looks familiar to the couple, they dare not look at them again, for fear of offending the other party.

When scholars get together, they discuss more about poetry and economics. Ban Hua didn't understand these things, so he whispered in Rong Xia's ear: "Is there a good masterpiece?"

Rong Xia shook her head lightly with a smile, and said to Ban Hua, "I prefer to listen to the haunted stories at the table next to me."

"It's just people pretending to be ghosts," Ban Hua whispered in his ear, "In this kind of folklore, monsters must be beautiful, scholars must be kind, ghosts are half good and half bad, and there is nothing new."

"It seems that Huahua has heard a lot." Rong Xia took a sip of tea, but didn't want to take a second sip. Although the tea leaves and tea sets are brought with you, the water is prepared in the teahouse. This water presumably is ordinary well water, and the tea brewed is a bit less flavorful.

"If you want to say that our Zhizhou in Xizhou is also a great person. Although he has a disease in his eyes, he manages Xizhou in an orderly manner. He has won the support of many people within a few days after he arrived at our place," said a man in blue. The student in Xizhou said gratefully, "We have two sons from poor families in Xizhou. Seeing that they are filial and talented, the Zhizhou sent them to the capital to take the exam at their own expense. It is our Xizhou who have such parents. Fortunately for the people of the state."

Xizhou is known as a place of bitter cold, and there are not many applicants who come to rush for the exam. Now that there are candidates coming from Xizhou, everyone is a little curious.

"Being able to serve as an official in the court with eye disease must be because His Majesty valued his talent, so he has this special case," a local examinee in the capital asked, "I don't know who is the Zhizhou in your place?"

"It's a coincidence that our Zhizhou is also from the capital. Our surname is Xie, our first name is Lin, and our style name is Qilin."

The teahouse fell silent for a moment, and the Xizhou examinee looked at everyone inexplicably: "I don't know... Is there something wrong with Xiaosheng?"

"No, it's okay," the candidate in the capital city laughed dryly, but didn't dare to ask any more questions.

No one in the capital didn't know the grievances between Xie Qilin and the empress of the dynasty in the past. They didn't expect that His Majesty would be so magnanimous and willing to let Xie Qilin enter the court as an official. Such a magnanimity is worthy of His Majesty.

There are quite a few literati who admire Rong Xia, and when they brag about Rong Xia, they always brag as much as they can. Now the matter of Xie Qilin can make them boast again.

Banhua wiped the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief, coughed dryly and said, "You really asked Xie Qilin to take office in Xizhou?"

Rong Xia turned her head to meet Ban Hua's eyes: "What's wrong?"

"I don't know if the matter of your previous court is appropriate or not," Banhua blew on the tea foam and took a sip of tea, "I brought you out to refresh your mind, not to make you think about another man."

Rong Xia laughed, he was thinking about another man?

What is the rationale for this?

The two sat in the teahouse for another half an hour, and Ban Hua glanced at the sky, "There is a Zhuangyuan building next to it, where literati and scholars love to connect poems, are you interested in going to see it?"

Rong Xia shook her head: "Forget it, why don't I accompany you to the home of my father-in-law and mother-in-law."

"That's fine," Banhua agreed immediately, "Let's go."

In the Jingting Mansion, Ban Huai and Ban Heng looked at the basket full of poems, calligraphy and paintings with headaches, and they didn't know what these candidates were thinking. Their family, they can't see good or bad.

"These students are not stupid. They didn't send these here for you to read." Yin opened a letter casually, and there was a poem written in it. They are looking forward to seeing their works if His Majesty comes to our house."

"Your Majesty..." Ban Heng said, "Even if His Majesty came to our house, he wouldn't have time to look at these things."

He recruited servants and asked them to carry these things down.

"Master, Madam, Miss and Uncle are here." The butler was excited and his lips were still trembling when he spoke, "Get ready, they have already entered the second door."

"Hanny is back?" Ban Huai rubbed his hands together, "Get ready for lunch."

After Rong Xia and Ban Hua met the Ban family, they were warmly received by the Ban family. After lunch, Ban Huai mentioned the students sending poems.