Lay to win!Cannon fodder, he has become the chief assistant

Xie Lin smiled lightly: "It's okay, if he can't figure it out, it's useless for others to say more. How about the students in the capital I asked you to inquire about?"

"My lord, now there are already Xie Yuangongs from the six prefectures in the capital. These six Xie Yuangongs are all from the south. It is estimated that our northern Juren lords will not come to Beijing until next year."

Xie Lin nodded. The road to the south is far away, and uncontrollable things often happen, so every time the exam, the students from the south will arrive in Beijing in advance, and most of them will choose to arrive in Beijing before the year, so that they can rest in the capital for a while. After a while, you will be able to take the test in the best condition when you will take the test.

"How many Xie Yuangongs are there?"

The servant introduced them one by one, and Xie Lin nodded frequently.

Although Xie Lin is not Xie Yuan from the capital, but his talent is not small, he simply wanted to set up a literary club a few years ago to make friends with talented scholars.

Xie Xiuwen was a little surprised when he received the invitation, after all, he had no contact with the Xie family in the capital.

Back then, his grandfather was cheated by the head of the Xie family, dismissed from his job and returned to his hometown, and his grandfather could no longer pursue an official career. Because of these two points, Xie Xiuwen didn't like the head of the Xie family.

It's just that the Xie Lin mentioned in this post is a side branch of the Xie family, so they are not considered enemies.

"Reply to Xie's family and say that I will definitely visit on time."

"Yes, sir."

Xie Lin is only in his late twenties this year, so he is naturally quite talented to be selected.

Xie Xiuwen couldn't help feeling that if he hadn't been plotted against by his mother back then, this might be the time when he was in high spirits in the officialdom.

Well, it's useless to think about it.

Xie Xiuwen found some information about Xie Lin that Fang Hu had inquired about before, and read it carefully.

Xie Lin is the grandson of Xie Ming, and this Xie Ming knew his grandfather, and his father Xie Cheng should also be familiar, but they don't know if they know that he is the son of Xie Cheng.

Xie Xiuwen didn't want to make more troubles before the exam, so he was thinking about what reason to leave early on the day of the exam.

Xie Lin held a banquet to hold a literary meeting, and the other Xie Yuangongs all went. If he didn't go, it would only make people think that he was too lofty and bad for his reputation.

But if he went, he was afraid that someone would bring up the old story again.

Xie Xiuwen took a deep breath, feeling a little anxious.

Although his grandfather was not considered a prisoner back then, he made a mistake after all and was never sent to prison, but he was not honored when he left Beijing.

Once such old things are mentioned, people will always think of his behavior.

Forget it, since he plans to take an official career, such a situation has long been expected.

"Since it's snowing, why be afraid of it coming more violently?"

Xie Rongzhao was wrestling with a few strands of silk thread today, it was just a simple tie, she hadn't done it yet, it was really clumsy.

"Ma'am, Miss, the carriage from Weixinhou's Mansion is coming towards our house. The little one looks like the carriage used by the master. I invite you and Miss to the front hall to receive guests."

Xie Xiuwen went to Xie Lin's appointment today, it seemed that he was in a restaurant in the capital, Liu Ruolan hurriedly asked Xie Rongzhao to get dressed, and then took her hand and went to the front yard.

The mother and daughter had just arrived at the front hall, and before they had time to sit down, they heard footsteps.

Liu Ruolan saw that it was Zhao Yue who came in person.

"Greetings to Mr. Zhao."

Xie Rongzhao looked at A Niang, and followed her example: "Greetings to Uncle."

As soon as Zhao Yue heard her call Uncle, he felt happy.

"No, no, no! Come on, little boy, Uncle will take you to eat delicious food today."

Xie Rongzhao's eyes lit up, and then he carefully looked at A Niang at the side.

How could Liu Ruolan not know the little girl's thoughts?
"Master Zhao, is this too much trouble for you?"

"No trouble. I like Guaibao, so I'm willing to spend money on her. Let's go!"

Who is Zhao Yue, a person who can walk sideways in the entire capital, never thought of asking anyone's permission to take Xiaoguaibao away.

So, Liu Ruolan didn't say what was on her lips, she just watched Zhao Yue take him into his arms and strode out.

Liu Ruolan chased to the door of the house, and only had time to shout: "Don't eat too much, baby, don't eat cold."

Xie Rongzhao was being hugged, and his small face happened to be facing Liu Ruolan: "Got it, Mommy."

Zhao Yue didn't turn his head back, and waved his hand directly to show that he would take good care of the child.

Liu Ruolan sighed: "This girl, I don't know if it's good or bad to be so close to Mr. Zhao."

The Gu family comforted: "Ma'am, you are too worried. After Mr. Zhao is a hero, he also holds several positions and has made countless contributions. His reputation in the capital has always been excellent. With his protection, our lady will be regarded as a leader in the capital in the future." people in the background."

Liu Ruolan is still not happy, the word "magnanimity" is too far away from her, even if her husband can become a Jinshi in the future, he still has to work his way up from a junior official, how can he compare with these nobles who are born with gold and jade?

"Uncle, are we going to the inner city?"

There are also quite a few shops in the inner city, but they are more luxurious and elegant.

Let’s just talk about this plate of dim sum. The same dim sum, which sells for ten cents and five yuan in the outer city, can be sold for fifteen cents and five yuan in the inner city, and it may even be more expensive.

It is said that it is because the ingredients used are different, and the people who make dim sum have more backgrounds, and they are more particular about the process of making dim sum.

"Uncle, I heard that there is a butterfly cake in the capital that the emperor likes to eat. My mother will also make it, but I don't know who makes it better."

Zhao Yue also thought of some snacks that Guaibao gave him when he was on the boat, among them was a butterfly cake.

"Hundreds of people have a variety of flavors. You will know who cooks better after you try it."

Xie Rongzhao thought so, and leaned on the window with great interest, taking advantage of his young age, he could still look around wantonly. In two years, he might not have this chance.

"Baby, do you want to learn the piano?"

Xie Rongzhao was stunned for a moment: "Is it difficult? I heard people say that learning the piano would hurt your fingers."

"Is the baby afraid of pain?"

Xie Rongzhao nodded earnestly: "I'm afraid. But if you can learn the skills, then it's okay to suffer."

These words made Zhao Yue laugh out loud.

"Is this what you thought of yourself, or was it taught by your parents?"

Xie Rongzhao thought about it very seriously: "When I didn't like to practice calligraphy before, my father told me that we are ordinary people, we have no power to rely on, and we can only rely on ourselves. Practicing calligraphy is very hard, and my wrists will be sore , but if we learn it and practice it well, this is our own ability, which cannot be taken away by others.”

Zhao Yue raised his eyebrows when he heard this, this Xie Xiuwen is really a formidable one.

For such an older little girl, let him teach him so well, even those noble girls from aristocratic families may not have such insight. (end of this chapter)