Chapter 236: A Few Things About the Outing! (Part 1)
When Young Master Zhao led Jiang Chengfeng out of the gate of Shen's Mansion, the veil that was parked in front of the gate opened, revealing Ye Lingshuang's pretty and flawless face.
"Brother Jiang, if everything is ready, let's go!"
At this time, it was not yet the morning hour, and the sky was just turning pale. Jiang Chengfeng couldn't help but frown and said, "There's no need to go out so early, right? It won't be too late to have breakfast first!"
Ye Lingshuang shook her head and said with a smile, "There is another senior who is going on the outing with us today! How can we, as the younger generation, keep the senior waiting for a long time?"
Senior? Jiang Chengfeng narrowed his eyes and looked at Ye Lingshuang, thinking that this girl didn't say yesterday that there would be any seniors coming!
The sedan chair was lifted up, and before Jiang Chengfeng could climb onto the horse, the curtain was opened again. Ye Lingshuang waved for Jiang Chengfeng to come over and handed him a box of exquisite pastries.
Jiang Chengfeng opened the food box and found that it was actually a box of red bean cakes, which looked pretty good.
"Ms. Ye, did you make this pastry?" Jiang Chengfeng asked curiously.
Ye Lingshuang blushed slightly and nodded, "My mother died young, so I learned some cooking skills from the cook when I was very young. I didn't cook well, so Brother Jiang laughed at me!"
Jiang Chengfeng picked up a piece of red bean cake and took a bite. It was crispy refreshing. He couldn't help but praise it, "Who said it's not delicious? I think it's delicious! I really didn't expect that Miss Ye is not only proficient in poetry and songs, but also a good pastry maker! She can be said to be able to go to the hall, go to the kitchen, and fight - uh, slip of the tongue! Slip of the tongue!"
Having said that, he silently added in his mind - he can roll out on the big bed!
Ye Lingshuang became even more shy, her cheeks burning, and she said angrily, "Brother Jiang, please stop making fun of me!"
Jiang Chengfeng said no more and concentrated on making the cakes. Ye Lingshuang breathed a sigh of relief, lowered the curtain of the sedan chair, and told the sedan bearers to lift the sedan chair.
According to the planned route, Jiang Chengfeng and the other two gathered at the entrance of Huayang Poetry Society before setting off together. At this time, a crowd of about twenty people crowded at the entrance of the poetry society.
From a distance, Jiang Chengfeng saw a group of young ladies desperately waving their hands and shouting: "Brother Dazhu——"
Alas, this is the downside of being famous! Wherever you go, you're surrounded by a group of crazy fans! Jiang Chengfeng sighed helplessly, walked forward, bowed and smiled, "Ladies, how are you doing recently? I miss you so much!"
There are still some members of the poetry club who don't know Jiang Chengfeng, but seeing Jiang Chengfeng's outfit in black clothes and a black hat, they can immediately think of Jiang Dazhu, the servant of the Shen family who has been rumored to be in Huayang City recently. They think this is the person!
As soon as Jiang Chengfeng arrived, she was immediately surrounded by a group of young ladies from the poetry club. Everyone was talking at once, like a group of sparrows.
"Brother Dazhu, please tell us how you defeated that hateful Zhang Quanshu?"
"We really want to see you perform the magic of standing chopsticks in water again!"
"Also, we want to see the magic trick of Fireline Day too!"
The women kept talking, and Jiang Chengfeng was immediately confused. The talented people around him also looked at him with surprise, admiration, arrogance, or disdain.
Jiang Chengfeng was sharp-eyed. When he saw that a group of scholars formed their own circle and were out of tune with them, he asked Ye Lingshuang about the origins of those scholars.
Ye Lingshuang covered her mouth with her hands and giggled, saying that those scholars were from the north and this time they were going on an outing with their Huayang Poetry Society.
Jiang Chengfeng suddenly realized and laughed, "Are you planning to help Zhang Quanshu find a place to fight?"
Ye Lingshuang nodded helplessly and said, "The Northern Academy Association is very large, with nearly 70% of northern scholars joining it, and I think those few people are also members! Brother Jiang, since you defeated Zhang Quanshu last time, there are actually many more scholars signing up for the poetry club than in previous years, including many northern Hanlin elites! Therefore, this poetry club will be very exciting!"
"It's interesting only if it's exciting!" Jiang Chengfeng said with a smile, but he was sighing in his heart. Originally, there was no distinction between north and south culture, but this Northern Academy Association artificially divided the north and the south into different levels, which led to disputes between the two sides.
After waiting for less than a quarter of an hour, four or five more scholars arrived one after another. After everyone gathered together, they walked towards the outside of the city in a mighty manner.
As the most popular servant in Huayang City, Jiang Chengfeng was surrounded by young girls who were in love with him. They surrounded him like stars surrounding the moon, took out their latest works, asked him for advice, and begged him to tell them stories.
Jiang Chengfeng was so annoyed by these little girls that he pointed at Young Master Zhao who was not far away and said with a smile: "In fact, I learned all these skills from my young master. He is the real scholar!"
When this group of little girls surrounded Young Master Zhao, Jiang Chengfeng finally breathed a sigh of relief. At this time, Ye Lingshuang also got out of the sedan chair, walked over and said with a sweet smile: "Brother Jiang, they all admire your talent!"
Jiang Chengfeng didn't want to talk too much about this, so he asked Ye Lingshuang about the news about that senior.
According to Ye Lingshuang, this senior was one of the few female teachers in Jiankang Academy and also her teacher. Moreover, she was also very famous in the entire Northern Tang Kingdom, and many famous ladies became her disciples.
When Jiang Chengfeng heard the word "female teacher", he immediately thought of the female teacher who had given him a couplet. He couldn't help but ask curiously, "Are you talking about the female teacher who had given him a couplet?"
Ye Lingshuang shook her head, "No! This senior is already over 50 years old. She rarely attended Huayang's poetry club in the past, but she came all the way this year to attend! She just arrived in Huayang yesterday morning, so we invited her to come and play with us today!"
If it is true as what the talented lady Ye said, then this female professor is truly extraordinary. If possible, he would like to make friends with her and recommend Qingdie to her tomorrow.
After walking for a while, they arrived at the fields outside the city. It was already winter, but the area outside the city did not seem bleak. On the open land, several early-rising farmers were turning the soil.
Jiang Chengfeng took a deep breath of the fresh air in the early morning and felt refreshed all over.
After walking half a mile, we came to a pavilion and stopped. There were two people standing in front of the pavilion, one of whom was a woman in her fifties or sixties, with gray hair on her temples, a cold and stern look, as if someone owed her a lot of money and didn't pay it back.
Ye Lingshuang was very happy. She lifted her skirt and trotted over. She bowed and said, "Lingshuang greets my teacher!"
This old woman is actually the mentor of the talented lady Ye? Why is she so fierce? She looks like Nun Miejue. I don't think she is a good person to deal with!
