When he arrived at the mansion, Zhang Yue passed through several doorways and was taken to a hall to rest.

Zhang Yue looked at the beautiful trees and rocks outside the hall, a clear stream passing under the steps, and the pavilion walls in the distance hidden among the flowers, plants and trees.

Zhang Yue sighed with emotion at this scene of wealth, but it did not fall into the vulgar taste.

After the servants served tea, without waiting for a while, Wu Anchi came here first and said with a smile: "Sanlang, I will take you to see daddy."

"Thank you, Mr. Erlang."

Wu Anzhi said: "You're welcome."

As the two walked and chatted, Wu Andi smiled and said: "Although my father is very dignified and unsmiling in front of me, he appreciates talented young scholars very much. Once Sanlang meets his father, there is no need to be restrained."

Zhang Yue heard this and said: "I am very frightened. Your Majesty is a high-ranking official of the imperial court. I have no time to see an unknown person like Zhang. I am at a loss what to do next."

Wu Anchi smiled and said: "Sanlang is really an honest man. In fact, I respect Sanlang's talent. When I was in Imperial College, I introduced Sanlang to my father many times. After hearing this, my father asked me to meet him when he was free.

That's what I said. But my father was suddenly appointed as the transfer envoy to Xijing, so the matter was delayed."

"Now my father is back in Beijing for a visit. Although it only lasts a few days, as soon as I mentioned it, my father agreed to see Saburo."

Zhang Yue heard this and said: "So that's it. Erlangjun has given me such support. Sanlang really doesn't know how to be grateful."

Wu Erlangjun smiled and said, "Anyway, Sanlang is a talented person. Even without my words, he will be famous in the future."
Chapter completed!