After the Qionglin Banquet, the Ministry of Appointments began to allocate a new batch of scholars, and Xiao Yuan was so busy that he didn't get free until the middle of March.
Because of the small storm of the flower offerings of the flower scout, the court of the Prince of the request have stopped. Emperor Hongzheng somehow thought, let the fourth prince Jing Yu to head the Ministry of Justice. And tributes to foreign countries are handed over to the Marquis of Wen Yuan, although the people of the foreign countries can not come back a few times a year, but Mu Hanzhang at least counted on an actual errand.
The second and the third grade of the scholar will have to take a separate examination to get a position, but the first grade of the three is directly with the official position.
"The eye went to the Hanlin Academy to do editing, horse flower to the Ministry of Rites." Xiao Yuan drank a mouthful of tea, the Ministry of the matter is finally over, last year in the Ministry of Rites to a large inventory, this year transferred to the Ministry of the chunan exams, there is really no one day to stop. Look at the opposite side of the two sitting since the beginning of the people are very idle, Xiao Squire suddenly feel the heavens are not fair.
"We've been fighting for half a year, so naturally we should take a break." As if he could see the grief in Xiao Yuan's eyes, Jing Shao said as a matter of course.
"Where did that Scholar go?" Zhou Zhuan came over with a plate of sticker cakes and asked with a smile when he saw Xiao Yuan puffing up.
"The fourth prince wanted to ask him to go to the Ministry of Justice, but that person invited himself to become a parent official." Speaking of Qin Zhaoran, a strange look surfaced on Xiao Yuan's face, usually the jinshi and diyi were all eager to stay in the capital, but this person was good and did the opposite.
Jing Shao coldly snorted, Rui Wang because the Qiong Lin Banquet on Ma Zhuo's quick-witted response is very appreciated, the Ministry of Ceremonies just need to be able to talk, so went to discuss with Emperor Hongzheng to use. Jing Yu that idiot even went directly to ask for the first prize, afraid that others do not know that he wants to press his brother's mind.
"Nowadays in this form, being an expatriate official is actually better than a capital official." Mu hanzhang slowly said, with Qin Zhaoran's nature, must not want to get involved in these imperial fights, the fourth prince to pull him in, will only force him away.
"Since he was young, Jing Yu has always liked to compare himself to his brother, and when he took his name, he preferred the one with jade." Jing Shao disdainfully said, saying something about Jing Yu being the Empress's firstborn son and should be the same as Jing Chen.
Mu Hanyang Zhang couldn't help but laugh lightly, this name wasn't taken by the Fourth Prince, and it was blamed on the Fourth Prince as well.
Qin Zhaoran stood in front of the king's mansion, looking at the magnificent gate, than the young in and out of the North Marquis of Wei to be a lot more grand, the head of the book "into the king of the Marquis of Wen Yuan," the six big words, it looks very strange, but it is the crappy title, through the intimacy of a little less than the outside world.
"This gentleman, is there something wrong?" Mr. Yun, who had gone out on an errand, saw the young man froze in front of the door, and seeing his refined appearance, he thought that he must be a visitor, so he asked out loud.
Qin Zhaoran wanted to say nothing, after a pause and couldn't help but ask: "Under Qin Zhaoran, is Marquis Wen Yuan old friend, dare to ask the marquis can be in the house?"
"The marquis and the king went out together, and can only come back after noon, if you are not in a hurry, you can enter the mansion and wait a little." Mr. Yun politely said.
"It's not necessary." Qin Zhaoran waved his hand, glanced despondently at the door plaque, and turned to leave.
When the two came back from the Huiwei building, Mr. Yun said the matter of the scholar scholar's visit, Jing Shao pondered that since he was a fellow student of his own princess, the scholar and the first when he invited people to have a meal, so he asked Mr. Yun to send a post, inviting him to come to the mansion tomorrow.
"He thought that he would not come." Mu Hanzhang looked at the invitation, that man was rigidly scholarly in his bones, and had always disdained royalty and princes.
"After all, it is your classmate, and is considered a relative, the post is sent out, willing to come or not is his business." Jing Shao mixed not care to say.
The post was forwarded to the hands of the new scholar, Qin Zhaoran hesitated again and again, but finally did not go.
The subordinate came back and said that the Scholarship Master humbled himself for his low status and did not want to cause trouble for the King and the Marquis, but had a piece of inkstone forwarded to Mu Hanzhang.
"This person is cautious." Jing Shao listened to the subordinate's report back and said to his own princess.
Mu Han Zhang frowned at the hands of the ink stone, which is Qin Zhaoran hometown production of a kind of ink stone to do, there are few on the market for sale, because grinding out the ink is not superior, always with some impurities, and fragile bad carving. Childhood Qin Zhaoran told him that the family is poor, can not buy a good ink stone, he went to the river to find this ink stone, randomly a pit grinding can be out of ink, and because there is a kind of miscellaneous stone, writing out of the handwriting will be with a little indigo. At that time, he was curious and wanted to see this kind of ink stone, I did not expect that after so many years, Qin Zhaoran still remembered.
"Now is the tip of the wind and waves, he does not come or good," Mu Hanzhang put that ink stone to one side, "brother to the scout boy to go over is already to stir up people's eyes, we still do not want to get too close to others."
Jing Shao nodded, let the subordinate back to some gifts to Qin Zhaoran, think about since it is their own Wangfei's best friend, then explain Xiao Yuan do not transfer him to the poor countryside to find a rich produce easy to produce political achievements.
Until Qin Zhaoran left the capital to go to his post, Mu Hanyang had not seen him, Jing Shao also put this matter to the back of the mind, because in the middle of March, Jing Chen left to go to Jiangnan, and the two of them husband and wife were busy.
When Jing Chen was leaving, he gave a part of his contacts to Mu Huanzhang to handle some urgent matters in the capital, and gave him that scout as well, so that he could raise some more.
"Brother trusts you much more than he does me now." Jing Shao said sourly as he rubbed up against his own princess.
Mu Hanzhang wrote an annotation on the official document in his hand while patting the big head hanging on his shoulder, "Who told you to run away when you see an official document, brother stopped counting on you a long time ago."
Since Mu Hanzhang can go to the court, Jing Chen often called him to participate in some things in the Rui Wang Fu, and gradually transferred part of the affairs to him to deal with, seems to be the younger brother's many expectations are pinned on this son-in-law, so after he left the capital, Mu Hanzhang did not have his hands full.
Jing Shao grunted in unwilling to get up, Xiao Huang drilled in from the doorway, and looked this table leg toward the table. On the table put a plate of fresh mulberry, bright red slightly purple, just delicious time.
"What's the deal with that mazoku? I always feel like he's an old acquaintance of my brother." Mu Hanzhang tapped the furry paw reaching toward the plate with his quill.
"Well, I'm not sure, but my brother vaguely mentioned that he seems to be a member of the Zhuo family," Jing Shao pinched a not-so-red mulberry and stuffed it into the little tiger's mouth, immediately souring it and shaking its head straight up, "Ma Zhuo's surname is actually not Ma, but Zhuo."
Mu Hanzhang paused his pen and turned his head to look at him, the examination of merit even used a false name, I think there must be some kind of ulterior secret in it.
"I was still young when the Zhuo family's accident happened, I'm not very clear about it, but I guess my brother might still have contact with them over the years, or else where did this Ma Tan Hua get the ability to forge his domicile to take the imperial examinations?" Jing Shao whispered, in his last life he paid little attention to the things in the imperial court, so he was not clear about these people around Jing Chen.
Although Mu Hanzhang was young, but Zhuo Shangshu was convicted of copying the family, full of exile in remote places sensational, he also heard his father mentioned, sniffed slightly nodded, this is still less to talk about as well.
"That Ma Zhuo is really a wonderful person, within a few days in the Ministry of Ceremonies to mix well, even those few bosses to see him is also a pleasant color." Mu Hanyang pinched a mulberry to eat, but was Jing Shao snatched first to contain in his mouth.
"This mulberry is sweet and sour, let someone go send some to mother." Jing Shao ate and also licked the glistening and slender fingers, feeling a slight tremor in those fingertips before letting go with satisfaction.
"Has let people go to send," Mu Hanyang for Jing Shao more and more childish behavior is very helpless, this mulberry is the royal family grow their own, now Qiu's pregnant, is addicted to these sweet and sour things, "I let people to the Rui Wang House also sent some, I heard that sister-in-law's health is not very good recently, let's go tomorrow to see! Let's go and take a look tomorrow."
"Uh-huh." Jing Shao answered, and not long after, he heard his subordinates come to report that Lord Ma of the Ministry of Ceremonies was visiting.