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Chapter fifty-ninth(2/2)

After drinking.

Zhang Yue filled two large bowls of thick white rice for himself and Guo Lin. Zhang Shi was surprised when he saw it: "Why do you ask your senior brother to eat rice?"

As he spoke, Zhang Shi stretched out his chopsticks and pulled out a large piece of fish meat from the basin.

Guo Lin shook his head and said, "Thank you so much, Mr. Dalang, but I'm not used to eating meat."

Zhang Yue remembered that Guo Lin told him that Fan Zhongyan used to be very poor and only had porridge for three meals. One day, a classmate couldn't stand it and bought him a sumptuous meal. Fan Zhongyan refused to eat and said, "The porridge has been settled for a long time."

"If you enjoy a sumptuous meal today, how can you eat this porridge tomorrow?"

Yes, senior brother admires Fan Zhongyan the most.

I gave in to the fish for a while.

While he was talking, there was suddenly a loud noise outside and a long string of horse neighs.

Looking out the window, I saw countless lanterns outside lit up like daylight, as if the day had suddenly brightened up...

Bang bang!

Immediately, there was a knock on the door of the house, which became more and more urgent.

The whole family doesn’t know what happened?

Zhang Shiqiang smiled to himself and said, "Sanlang, you accompany your husband to have a drink, and I'll go take a look."

Zhang Shi opened the door and saw Cao Baozheng almost rushing into the room.

Zhang Shi said strangely: "Baozheng, this door was kicked in by the police officer last time, and now it's been torn apart by you. It seems like it's time to replace the door!"

Baozheng said hurriedly: "Why bother with the door? I told you to get out quickly! Your Majesty is here! He came to your house in person to congratulate you."

Zhang Shi was surprised and said: "Don't make fun of me if you want to be honest. Although my third brother has become a scholar, he is not worthy of your personal congratulations."

"Who said it was your Sanlang? It was your Erlang, your Erlang... Erlang..."

Baozheng couldn't breathe.

"What's wrong with my Erlang?" Zhang Shi supported Baozheng and asked anxiously.

Bao Zheng was able to catch his breath easily and said: "Your Erlang...has been awarded the Jinshi Scholarship. This is such a wealth!"

The people in the room were stunned.

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