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Volume 3: Qing Yun Qi Chapter 174: When a dog barks, he laughs and takes action

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    Sanlang said he would go to the best restaurant, but he had been in Beijing for more than half a year and the only places he was familiar with were the area from Fuxue Alley to the Imperial College.

    Because that generation gathered all the disciples from the world, the surrounding business was prosperous. Half of the street was dedicated to various teahouses, taverns and other shops, but that was not where Saburo took the Taoist Chi.  Instead, he passed the commercial street, turned to a slightly secluded side street, and entered a courtyard with a disguise at the intersection.

    The layout is similar to that of a common courtyard house in the capital, except that occasionally the figures of Tsing Yi workers shuttle through the courtyard, but there is no hustle and bustle of tea shops and taverns in the market.

    "Private cooking?" Dao Chi looked around and asked.

    "Private cuisine?" After hearing this, Sanlang thought for a moment and said, "That's fair to say. Although it's inconspicuous, it's the best restaurant in this area. The chef inside once served as the chef of Duke Wenxuan's Mansion, and later  I moved to Beijing and opened this restaurant here in the Imperial College. I just said it was for a living and I didn't dare to insult the reputation of the Confucius family, so I didn't put up a plaque."

    No wonder Sanlang would call this the best restaurant. In the eyes of scholars, the Confucius Mansion is the family of a saint and is respected as much as the royal family.  It is not surprising that the Confucian cuisine spread from the Confucius Mansion is highly praised.

    A waiter had already heard the commotion and came out to welcome him. While leading the way diligently, he asked: "Two guests, do you have a reservation?"

    Saburo shook his head and said: "No, I came over temporarily to use a casual table."

    The clerk led the two of them to the east wing, which was full of private rooms. As they passed by, they could faintly hear voices inside, but they were not very clear.

    When we got to the private room, the waiter served tea and then presented a bamboo slip with several types of casual banquet noodles.

    Sanlang handed it to Dao Chi. Dao Chi waved his hand and said, "Third brother has been here before, so it's better for me to come here. I'm a guest. It's up to you."

    Saburo glanced at the bamboo slips and ordered a set of vegetarian dishes.

    "I heard from Brother Qi that Erlang has also been eating meat in the past two years? But are there any taboos?" Sanlang thought about the chicken and fish at the banquet at Shun's mother's house yesterday.  Just thinking of this, I asked.

    "It's okay with the rest, but I still avoid meat and dog meat." The Taoist Chi replied.

    Finally, the fishy smell was eliminated.  It's still because of Wang Ning's family.  The old man loved this heir, but was afraid that he would have worldly aspirations, and that his young body would not have strong bones, so he often worried about his vegetarian diet.

    There is nothing disrespectful about Taoist idiots towards Buddha.  But after all, he is not a true monk. He who comes and goes again will break the precepts.  He would never touch pork or dog meat.

    Earlier, in books written before the Song Dynasty, pork was called "dirty meat" and wealthy people would never eat it.  Only ordinary people can raise pigs and eat pork. Taoist idiots still think that the ancient wealthy gentry class is too pretentious.

    By the time of the Ming Dynasty, Taoist idiots finally understood the reason why wealthy people did not eat pork in the past.

    In most homes, the pigsty and toilet are connected.  The toilet is on the top and the pigsty is on the bottom.  As long as you have seen that architectural pattern, no matter how fragrant the pork is, it will not make you appetite.  The principles of dog meat are similar, so both are called "dirty meat".

    Saburo breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this.  Said: "That's good. You are going down the mountain after all. You don't have to keep the precepts. I was in a rush today and didn't send anyone to book the table in advance. I will book it in advance another day. Let's come back. The Yanzhi banquet here is the most famous. It's just that  It takes a lot of effort to prepare, and it must be reserved.¡±

    Dao Chi nodded and said, "It's not far from home here, so there's always a chance to taste it."

    Sanlang did not improve his family and Rong Niang anymore.  Dao Chi didn't ask anything about it, and the two talked about what happened in the student prison.

    Although Daoist idiots are here when Your Majesty sees you.  I received a verbal order to be admitted to prison, but there was no other evidence.  He left Jingzhe in the Huitong Hall just to wait for news from the Lu family.

    Lu Bing was also imprisoned according to the order, and there were always regulations coming out in the past two days.

    Although the Imperial College is the highest institution of learning, it is still different from the universities of later generations.  The prison students are divided into jujian, tribute prison, meng prison and routine prison.  Jujian refers to the children who passed the imperial examination in the capital, Gongjian is selected from the local official school, Mengjian is the son of a third-grade official or above or a descendant of the honorary family, and Regular Jian is the son of a civilian who pays millet to the government when there is a vacancy for prisoner students and enrolls in the school.

    Although Saburo entered prison half a year early, due to the separate teaching and points system implemented in the Imperial College, Saburo is still in the "Justice Hall", one of the three junior halls among the six halls.  After Dao Chi and Lu Bing entered the school, they also entered the third junior hall, but it was hard to say whether they entered the "Justice Hall", the "Chongzhi Hall" or the "Guangye Hall".

    According to the upgrade requirements of the Imperial College, after one and a half years of studying in the three junior halls, those who pass the examination will be promoted to the two intermediate halls, "Xiudao Hall" and "Chengxin Hall", and after another year and a half, those who pass the exam will enter the advanced "Suixing Hall"  .

    "Shu Xing Tang" has a monthly exam every month. Those who are excellent in arts and sciences will get one point, those who are excellent in theory and essays will be half points, those who criticize errors will get no points, and those who accumulate eight points will be given an exemption., enter various bureaus to practice government affairs. After one year, those who pass the exam will be elected as officials in the Ministry of Personnel, completing their career as an official.

    ??In this way, if you don¡¯t consider the imperial examination and just want to be born in the Imperial College, it will take at least five years. In fact, there are many students who have stayed in the Imperial College for ten or eight years.

    ??Except for some nominal tribute supervisors and regular supervisors, the age limit for students studying in the Imperial College is twenty-five.  As a result, the age of entry into school is mostly around fifteen years old.

    ???????????????? Whether it is a noble son or a young man who has achieved fame among the people, this age is a time of high spirits and youthful publicity, and all kinds of fights are inevitable in the Imperial College.

    The regulations of the Imperial College are very strict. Prison students are not allowed to sleep outside, and they are not allowed to enter and exit the Imperial College freely.  It's just that Emperor Zhengde didn't pay attention to civil affairs and was a very casual emperor, and the management of the Imperial College was also relaxed.  The Imperial College's leave and access control system is no longer what it used to be.

    Saburo took a few days off and stayed out from time to time.

    Sanlang spoke carefully, and Taoist Chi also listened attentively, but both brothers understood that they did not go to the Imperial College for their background, but for the quota in the provincial examination of the Imperial College.  As for directly participating in the examination, that is a matter for the supervisor.

    Students from the Northern and Southern Imperial Colleges can participate in the provincial examinations of the Northern and Southern Zhili Provinces regardless of their place of origin.

    Although last year¡¯s palace examination was postponed and has not yet been held, next year will be the year of the provincial examination, and the year after that will be the year of the competition.  All Dao Chi and Saburo brothers need to do is study hard and participate in next year's provincial examination.

    Although it is not difficult to get a quota for the provincial examination, not everyone has the courage to try it because the imperial court has a certain number of candidates for the imperial examination.  In fact, due to the decline of the Imperial College, the number of candidates who passed the provincial examinations in each rural examination did not reach this quota.  In this way, candidates are under a lot of pressure.  If you win the exam, everything will be easy for you. If you fail, you will not only be embarrassed, but you will also be criticized by teachers and classmates as "high-minded but short-sighted" and "ambitious but not talented".  The next prisoner's life was not going to be easy.

    Therefore, many supervisory students still choose to return to their hometown to take the provincial examination. This is the reason.

    ??For Dao Chi and Saburo.  This worry is not big. First of all, the two are young and cannot be mentioned on the list. Secondly, they are determined to take the imperial examination and are not from the Imperial College.  I don¡¯t pay much attention to the comments of my teachers and classmates.

    While talking, the waiter brought people and brought food one after another.

    With four plates and four bowls, half of the table was set up. Since it was a casual meal, there were no dishes that were too time-consuming.  The ingredients used include fish roe, scallops and other delicacies from the sea, as well as common things such as tofu and bean sprouts, but in the end it lives up to its reputation and Taoist idiots eat it with relish.

    Seeing that he was eating well, Saburo's face also lit up with joy.

    "Tomorrow, let someone make a reservation for the first grade of junior high school. The prison will have a regular holiday. After Erlang has completed his school registration, we will come here again." Come out of the private room.  Saburo said happily.

    The Taoist Chi cheered up and said, "I borrowed the help of my third brother. I'm really satisfied. When my grandmother comes to Beijing, I'll book two tables for her to try at home."

    Before he finished speaking, someone sneered and said: "Toad yawned so loudly. This is the first time I heard that the banquet here is also takeaway. Where did you come from, this country bumpkin? It's really funny."

    Dao Chi and Saburo lowered their faces.  Looking along the sound, I saw the door of the north room.  There was a group of people standing, headed by a young man in brocade clothes with a proud face.  Shaking his fan, he looked over here with a sneer.

    This young man in brocade clothes has an arrogant attitude, but the people standing behind him have different expressions and are whispering to each other.

    This young man not only had a sarcastic tone, but also had a malicious face. He really didn¡¯t look like a stranger who met by chance.  Dao Chi frowned and couldn't help but glance at Saburo.

    Saburo looked at the young man in brocade clothes coldly with anger on his face.

    The young man in brocade raised his chin and snorted coldly: "The Wang family is really a good tutor. Does Wang Sanlang need someone to teach him how to salute?"

    This young man in brocade is not a stranger, in fact he is Saburo's cousin.  He is the grandson of Chief Assistant Yang Tinghe. As the son of a sixth-grade official, he is not eligible to enter the Imperial Academy.  However, his grandfather was from Jingtang and was qualified to have descendants. He did not follow the Yang family's path.

    They are both grandsons of the Yang family and cousins ??in the next room. Even if they are not close, they should not be so hostile.  It's just that Jin Wenwen got the birth certificate at the age of fourteen, and he was the proudest among his cousins. Unexpectedly, a Saburo came and he got the birth certificate at the age of thirteen.

    The only thing that Jin Wenwen can find fault with is that Sanlang took advantage of the Yang family to get a quota to be imprisoned, and his family status is not as good as that of the Jin family.  Every time we meet, there is always sarcasm.

    The younger generation of the Yang family had a lot of dissatisfaction with Sanlang, but Jin Wenwen did not provoke them.

    The elders and younger ones are in order, and Saburo has a non-negotiable temperament. On normal days, he would have been lazy.He argued with it, but now, thinking about his younger brother being insulted for no reason, Sanlang was really angry and couldn't calm down, but his face became calm, and he said calmly: "There is a weird mood, and I utter evil words. I really don't dare to admit it.  , may your surname be Jin? Or am I confused and mistaken."

    Jin Wenwen was used to pushing against Saburo, so he didn't expect him to retaliate. He choked and blushed, and said angrily: "Well, you Wang Jun, if you are uneducated, will you be blind?"

    Saburo shook his head and said expressionlessly: "It looks familiar. Could it be that he is really my cousin."

    There were many winks among the young people watching the excitement, but only one was fat, and he said with a bit of fawning: "Don't be upset, Master Jin, they are just two poor people."

    The Taoist idiot watched this moment and naturally saw something.

    Except for the young man in brocade clothes, everyone else, except the fat man, was all dressed in the same way. They thought they were graduates from the Imperial College.  The reason why those people didn't help was because they knew Saburo's identity.

    Not to mention his status as the son of a third-grade official, Sanlang was mainly the grandson of the Yang family.

    People from the Yang family can be bullied, but if others dare to reach out, they will pass.  The fat man who interrupted after this probably didn't know Saburo's identity, so he spoke without a wink.

    Jin Wenwen had no intention of stopping him. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Those who are poor and miserable are distant relatives after all. If the joke is too big, it will also bring shame on the young master."

    After all, Sanlang was not a quarrelsome person. After replying a few words, his interest waned. He turned to Dao Chi and said: "Erlang, let's go. There is no need to ruin your mood for irrelevant people." After that, he stopped paying attention to Jin Wenwen.  , turned around and walked towards the door.

    Long before entering Beijing, Dao Chi had used Jiajing's light to see all the information about the Yang family and their in-laws.

    So when two people mentioned the surname "Jin", the Taoist idiot knew the identity of this young man in brocade clothes. He was the grandson of Jin Xi, the minister of the Ministry of Industry, and the son of Jin Chengxuan, the editor of the Hanlin Academy.

    Look at Jin Wenwen's style and Saburo's anger. The friction between the two is not just once or twice.

    Sanlang didn't want Dao Chi to be bullied, and Dao Chi didn't want Sanlang to be offended. As he turned around with San Lang, he said lightly: "Third brother, if you are really a relative, please help me. It's so hot, I'm going to die laughing."  We have to bury it. It will become a pile of smelly meat."

    Sanlang smiled and said, "It's what Erlang said. If it really comes to that point, it will cost a few taels of silver."

    Jin Wenwen, who was behind him, was furious and shouted: "Boy, stop!"

    How could the Dao Chi pay any attention to him? He was laughing and joking, pulling Saburo out without stopping.

    Jin Wenwen led the crowd and chased him into the street. He yelled and cursed loudly and wanted to rush forward, but was held back by the classmates next to him.  Because it's not far from the intersection, people are coming and going, either the prison students or the teachers of the Imperial College. It's okay to have a few words, but it's not a good thing to really take action.

    Jin Wenwen could only gnash his teeth, stare at Saburo's back, keep saying "villain, country bumpkin", thinking about how to take revenge next time he encounters him.

    ????????????????????????????????????????????? Out of the Imperial Academy, the Taoist idiot stopped and said softly: "Third brother, if a student outside the Imperial College fights, what punishment will be meted out?"

    Hearing this, Sanlang hurriedly grabbed the Taoist idiot and said: "Erlang, no! The rules in the school are strict. Even outside the Imperial College, the prison students must be self-disciplined. It is not a joke to be stabbed in the prison."

    Dao Chi turned his head and looked at everyone pulling Jin Wenwen¡¯s arm, understanding everyone¡¯s concerns.  On both sides of the street, many people stopped to watch the excitement.

    He nodded and said: "Since you can't do anything, just wait for me, third brother."

    When Sanlang was wondering, the Taoist idiot had already turned around, strode up to Jin Wenwen, and said loudly: "You insulted my clan brother for no reason. My clan brother has a gentle temperament and doesn't care about you. You are insulting me again. It's really insulting to our gentleness."  , not worthy of being a disciple of a saint!"

    Jin Wenwen was scolded so much that he didn't react for a moment. Several supervisors nearby also looked at him and put down Jin Wenwen's arm.

    The Dao Chi continued to shout: "My clan brother is a good-natured person, but I can't sit back and watch him be humiliated. You'd better shut up!" Before he could finish speaking, he had already raised his arm and threw it at Jin Wenwen's face.

    Although he is young, but after years of training, the strength of a slap is beyond what a scholar can bear.

    Jin Wenwen was beaten so hard that he staggered and leaned to one side (To be continued)

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