Daqin: My weak and virtuous minister

Chapter 196 The Marquis’s Interest

"This student Xiao He may not know that in our Xianyang City, no one dares to wear the color of clothes you are wearing casually nowadays."

"Why?"

"Because I've seen the person who is the most perfect match for the color of azure."

"Other people naturally stopped wearing it." When he said this, the clerk did not hide his admiration in his eyes.

The clerk looked at Xiao He again, and this time he did not hide his emotions and frowned.

The three people were wondering who was so domineering as to not allow others to wear clothes of the same color, but they were dumbfounded when they heard this.

"I think what Brother Xiao He is wearing is quite suitable."

Chen Yu smiled and spoke.

When the clerk heard this, he looked at him disapprovingly.

"Forgive me for being blunt, but this student, Xiao He, is not at all suitable for this color."

Having said that, the clerk was not afraid of offending the students and directly refuted them boldly.

Xiao He didn't care at first, but when he heard the clerk say this in front of him, he became a little angry.

However, before Xiao He and his companions could express their displeasure, the students from the surrounding Xianyang City also began to respond.

"I also think it's inappropriate for Brother Xiao He to wear sky blue."

"I think so too."

"Yes, yes, yes."

Students in Xianyang City began to express their opinions one after another.

Xiao He and the other two were no longer able to be angry. Seeing that so many students had such a unanimous opinion, they were curious about who was so protected by everyone.

Similarly, the other out-of-town students in the teahouse kept silent and watched curiously.

At the same time, I was glad that I didn’t wear this color today.

Fortunately, I don’t like this color and didn’t make a robe of this color.

"Students, please be polite."

Xiao He stood up and bowed to the students.

The other students from Xianyang City stood up to return the greeting.

"Brother Xiao He is polite."

"Xiao He has a question for you all. Who is it that wears the azure color so vividly?"

Seeing Xiao He's doubts, the Xianyang student chuckled, "Who else could it be? Of course, it's the Right Prime Minister of the Great Qin, a figure that scholars like us revere as a saint."

Now, Xiao He also laughed.

How could he not know the reputation of the Right Prime Minister?

He immediately bowed and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I've never met the Right Prime Minister before, and I didn't expect to make such a fool of myself today."

"Brother Xiao He, why do you have to do this?"

"Exactly, exactly."

"The Right Prime Minister won't care about this matter. This is just something that we, the people of Xianyang City, have agreed to."

"That's right. Perhaps the Right Prime Minister doesn't even know that no one in Xianyang City dares to wear the same color as Tianqing anymore."

After saying this, the students laughed heartily.

At that moment, Xiao He and his companions chatted with the students for a few more words and then quickly returned to the post station.

As soon as he returned to the post station, Xiao He went to his room to change out of the robe, and it remained as a treasure from then on.

Years later, whenever Xiao He, Zhang Er and Chen Yu talked about this incident, they couldn't help but laugh at Xiao He.

Afterwards, the three of them marveled at the man's extraordinary beauty.

After that, Xiao He, Chen Yu and Zhang Er often went in and out of teahouses.

Every time I would consult with other students, and sometimes we would have a debate.

The teahouse owner sighed countless times in his heart as he watched the students arguing fiercely for their own opinions.

so far so good.

I use the strongest wood to decorate my teahouse, so I'm not afraid even if these students really start to fight.

It can't be broken, it can't be broken.

A few days passed quickly, and all the students of Daqin College in Xianyang City who were not taking the exam were allowed to go home for vacation.

The prince led the examiners to supervise the students' answers.

Fusu is now very skilled in these matters.

When the answering time was over, the students left the college quietly and orderly and returned to their residences.

What follows is a period of time spent marking the papers.

The officials who marked the papers had been quarantined half a month ago and were not allowed to see anyone.

Now he was brought to the college again and began to mark the papers in closed session.

Fusu was naturally among them.

After a while, Fusu brought the academic results of all the students into the Zhangtai Palace.

Next, the martial arts assessment presided over by Heng Qian officially began.

Inside Zhangtai Palace

"Father, the students this year have done very well."

"I have selected a few particularly outstanding ones. Father, please review them."

Ying Zheng took the test paper and list from Shi Yidi and began to read them carefully.

Fusu sat in his seat and began to handle government affairs.

Since the children grew older, Ying Zheng arranged Ronglu and others to move to the side hall next door.

Now it is the room where they handle chores.

It was two days later when I finished reading the thick stack of test papers.

“Yes, these people are indeed available.”

Ying Zheng handed the list to Fusu without making any changes to the rankings.

"Thank you for the compliment, Father."

Fusu grinned happily when he received the praise.

"Father, the child posted the list."

"Go."

Ying Zheng nodded in satisfaction and stopped asking about the matter.

He picked up the memorial sent by Wang Jian and began to review it carefully.

Seeing that his father was busy, Fusu quietly left the hall.

He went to the Prime Minister's Mansion with several copied test papers.

Now the number of guards in the Prime Minister's Mansion has increased again. When they saw the prince coming, the guards saluted and let him pass.

Today, after taking the medicine, Zhang Yuanqing suddenly felt like doing something elegant.

"Qingque, is there anyone in the mansion who can play music?"

When the Marquis asked this question for the first time, Qingque didn't react.

Zhang Yuanqing asked again, "Qingque, is there anyone in the mansion who can play music?"

Now, Qingque was sure that he had not heard it wrong.

"My Lord, do you want to listen to some music? I will arrange it right away."

When His Majesty bestowed the mansion upon the Marquis, he also bestowed upon him slaves, among whom were dancers and singers. However, the Marquis never summoned them, so these dancers and singers were assigned other tasks.

Suddenly, they heard Qingque say that the Marquis asked them to play music. After being stunned, these people hurriedly looked down at their hands.

Fortunately, fortunately, I always take good care of these hands, so they haven’t become rough.

Everyone returned to their rooms, changed into clothes they hadn't worn for a long time, happily took their musical instruments, and followed Qingque to the Marquis's yard.

At this time, Zhang Yuanqing had asked Gao Yi to move his recliner out and place it under the old tree.

Lie leisurely on the lounge chair, close your eyes quietly, and feel the sunlight penetrating through the leaves and dancing on your body.

"My Lord, would you like the singers to play music now?"

"Well, let's get started."

Immediately, someone brought small stools, and the singers sat on them carefully, their fingertips dancing lightly, and notes jumped and flew in the air.

The dancers then began to dance gracefully.

Zhang Yuanqing quietly appreciated these ancient songs and dances.

After the song, Zhang Yuanqing raised his hands and applauded everyone.

"Colorful, colorful, colorful."

"Thank you, Lord Marquis, for your praise."

"My Lord, would you like to hear another song?"

Zhang Yuanqing smiled and nodded.

The singers sat down again, plucked the strings with their fingers, and the melody began to play.

"Teacher, if you are in such a good mood today, why don't you ask Fusu to join you?"