MTL - The Fugitive White Moonlight of a Powerful Minister-Chapter 28

  Chapter 28

  After the results of the palace examination were released, there was a Qionglin banquet specially prepared for the new scholars in the palace.

  Early in the morning, Wang Qinsheng prepared clothes and hair crowns for Wang You. Seeing a branch of a peach blossom blooming in full bloom outside the yard, he happily cut a branch and put it in Wang You's room.

I heard that not only the important ministers of the court, but also the current emperor will attend the Qionglin night banquet. Many important officials will take advantage of the night banquet to inspect the handsome and talented young masters for the women in their boudoirs. In the past few sessions, even many of them were married by His Majesty on the spot .

  Although the young master of his family rejected the marriage offer that came to his door yesterday, the young master's peach blossom may be tonight!

  The more Wang Qinsheng looked at that branch of peach blossom, the more pleasing it became to his eyes. In his mind, there was a picture of this house covered with red silk and his son wearing a happy fortune. After thinking about it, his young master is about to become an official, so the marriage probably won't be in this mansion.

  But he didn't want his son to enter the room and see this peach blossom, so he frowned in a rare way, then glanced at his legs, his eyes were also rare and a little dark.

  Wang You didn't say anything, just took a robe casually.

   "My lord is going out?" Wang Qinsheng asked immediately.

   "Accompany mother to have breakfast."

  Wang You used to not need him to serve him, he packed his clothes and went out.

  Wang Qinsheng hurriedly followed.

  Since the news that his son will try to seize Yuan came last month, his wife's health has been improving day by day, and she can get out of bed from time to time.

  Yesterday, I learned that the young master won the first prize, and I have been in high spirits all the time.

  Mrs. Wang was really in good spirits, and she brought Wang Fu to cook a sumptuous breakfast.

  As the weather gets warmer, Mrs. Wang is actually a very poetic person. She arranged the breakfast table under the ginkgo tree in the yard, and even though it was morning, she still brought out the plum wine brewed this summer.

  When Wang You passed by, Wang Fuzheng graciously opened the chair for his wife, supported her arm and asked her to sit down: "I'll get anything else in the kitchen, you can rest first."

   Mrs. Wang smiled gently, and showed her hands helplessly: "I'll go in and clean my hands."

   She made pasta this morning and has some flour on her hands.

  Wang Fu saw this and wanted to help her into the house.

   "Master, I have been in good health recently, and I am not so delicate."

   Madam Wang looked up at him, and seeing his nervous face, she suddenly rubbed her hand against his face. White flour hung on Wang Fu's face, and Mrs. Wang burst out laughing.

  Wang Fuben also wanted to laugh, looked up and saw Wang You coming, and coughed lightly: "Then madam, go clean your hands, I and Shuzhi will wait for you."

   As he spoke, he wiped off the flour with his sleeve in a little embarrassment, and then casually called Wang You to sit down.

  Wang You's dark eyes shone with a beam of light. He lowered his eyes to hide the smile in them, but the corners of his lips were still raised.

  Wang Qinsheng was not so reserved, he covered his mouth behind his back and snickered.

  The relationship between his master and his wife has always been excellent. Mrs. Wang has been ill for so many years, and she has never seen Wang Fuyou in the slightest. When there is no one around, the two of them often love each other like a young couple.

  Last night, Wang Fu hosted a banquet for relatives and neighbors, so the father and son had no time to sit down and chat.

As soon as Wang Fu sat down, he wanted to ask the Wen family who came to arrest his son-in-law yesterday. Thinking of Mrs. Wang's advice at night, he swallowed his words, and then raised a glass of plum wine on the table: "Excuse me, I was busy all day yesterday. Day, I haven't had time to congratulate you as a father."

   "Father, congratulations, you have been named on the gold list. I wish you a smooth career and a prosperous official career!"

  Wang Fu heard these words many times yesterday, and today he doesn't feel tired of them. Wang You Jidi, he was happy from the bottom of his heart, and he also hoped that his future would go smoothly in the bottom of his heart.

   "Thank you father." Wang You held up the lamp.

  Both father and son looked up at the same time and drank the glass of wine.

   "But, forgive me, you must remember it, and don't forget your original intention." Wang Fu looked at his energetic son and sighed.

  In this life, Wang Fu had a long-cherished wish that could not be fulfilled.

  In today's officialdom, the rich and powerful are in power, and the poor students are struggling to survive. Twenty years ago, even the seemingly fair imperial examinations were set up by the rich and powerful, and if you were not careful, you would fall on all fours.

When he was still a student, he told himself that if one day he could be an official, he did not seek to be a good official, but to be a high-ranking official. To be a high-ranking official, to open a way for poor students and let the powerful and powerful clans take a look, is not a dragon talent A dragon is born, and a son born to a mouse can only make holes.

   It's just that he didn't make it to the palace test, and he was kicked out of the arena by the natural nobles. Over the years, his long-cherished wish has been entrusted to Wang You.

Wang You is more talented and arrogant than him. Today's world is better than it was back then, and Emperor Jiahe is a once-in-a-century Mingjun. Wang You has already obtained the best stepping stone on the road to official career. He is extremely proud I believe that he will be able to realize his ambition for him.

   No, it wasn't just his ambition.

  Wang You has followed them all these years, seeing the greed of the powerful and the misery of the poor, he knows very well in his heart that this is also Wang You's ambition.

  After many years of cold window, it is determined to establish a heart for the world, to establish a life for the people, to inherit the knowledge of the past saints, and to bring peace to all generations!

   "Father." Wang You held up another glass of wine, his eyes showed determination and a rare naked edge, "I will not disgrace my life."

"What are you talking to You'er again?" Mrs. Wang vaguely heard Wang You's words "I will not disgrace my life" and knew that Wang Fu was instilling Wang You with his set of thoughts again. Wine for two.

   "Early in the morning, eat something to warm your stomach." Mrs. Wang served Wang You a bowl of hibiscus soup.

  Wang Fu knew that he had offended his wife, so Nana stroked his beard and served the soup himself.

   "Your." Mrs. Wang picked up some steamed dumplings made by herself for him, "Don't listen to your father."

"Listen to mother." She sat down next to Wang You, her pretty face was full of love, and looked at Wang You earnestly: "Your son, mother only hopes that you will live a happy and fulfilled life in the future, don't be so young. , just put those major issues of the family, country and world on your shoulders, understand?"

  Wang You's gentleness at this time is no longer superficial. He also served Mrs. Wang a bowl of hibiscus soup and handed it over: "Mother, don't worry, son understands."

   Mrs. Wang smiled and shook her head seeing his cute appearance.

  She knew that Wang You was smart and had her own ideas, so she couldn't persuade him with just a few words, so she didn't say any more, and just took the soup Wang You gave him.

   "Qinsheng, what are you doing standing up? Sit down and eat." Wang Fu waved to Wang Qinsheng who was on the side.

   "Hey! Here we come!" Wang Qinsheng was admiring the picture-like family of three, and sat down happily upon hearing this.

   Let him be the family's book boy, probably because of the many good deeds he did in his previous life, and the blessings he made!

  The family ate a warm and comfortable breakfast under the newly sprouted ginkgo tree under the sunshine.

  Laughing and whispering between meals is the most common firework in the world, but it is also a rare firework.

  After a meal, Mrs. Wang held Wang You's hand: "Your, while I'm in good spirits today, let's go to Wuli Mountain."

  She still had a loving face, and the sickness did not conceal the softness in her eyes. She sighed softly: "You have achieved such achievements now, and such a happy event, you should also tell your biological parents."

  (end of this chapter)