Not long after Yang Wencong left, a doctor came to the door and checked Ma Mingfeng's condition, prescribed a few doses of medicine and asked Ma Mingfeng to take a good rest and then left.

In the next few days, Ma Mingfeng refused to see anyone on the excuse of recuperation. On the one hand, his body is indeed weak now and he must take a good care of his days. On the other hand, he also needs to take the opportunity to become familiar with Confucian classics.

So Ma Mingfeng found the Four Books and recited them bit by bit. Fortunately, he had some foundation and had a good memory. In addition, he had a strong sense of strength. After more than ten days, he actually memorized all the Four Books.

In this way, his provincial examinations were basically a bit conspicuous.

Of course, in this era, the success or failure of the exam actually depends more on the subjective judgment of the examiner. However, Ma Mingfeng believes that Yang Wenxuan will definitely know more about this than himself, and will try his best to find a way to deal with the examiner. Although the other party will not make the other party commit favoritism and fraud, there will definitely be no such thing as the pearl dust.

During these ten days, Ma Shiying also spent a lot of money. Every day, he would give Ma Mingfeng a lot of food and meat to nourish his body. He also bought a lot of precious supplements such as ginseng and bird's nest. It turned out that Ma Shiying's money was not spent in vain. After more than ten days of raising him, Ma Mingfeng's body gradually recovered. Although he was not very strong, he was also a child of an official after all. In that year, his physical fitness was much better than his previous life.

On this day, Ma Mingfeng was silently reciting "Mencius" when he suddenly heard the door being pushed open. The maid Chunhong came forward and said, "Young Master, I am here to see you. I am now in the master's study. I should come to see you soon. I secretly listen to them. You are teaching you to your master tomorrow. The master also said that you must strictly discipline you..."

While Chunhong was talking, she heard laughter from outside, followed by Yang Wencong’s slightly vicissitudes of voice: “This girl Chunhong is indeed very concerned about her master. She runs so fast that I can’t even catch up with her…”

Then Yang Wencheng entered the door and said to Ma Mingfeng: "Big nephew, I heard your father say that your health is already great, and I also know that you have worked hard these days and worked hard. I feel very happy. So I decided to formally teach you tomorrow. But at most one month, we have to return home, because we not only need to refer to it, but also register. We have a lot of energy and we must prepare in advance. However, before the class, I will take you to visit a few friends. These are all elite figures in Fushe. If you get familiar with them first, you will have great benefits in the future."

"Nephew, I must report to my father first..."

"Haha, I've told your father a long time ago, and your father is not available today, Ruan Dacheng is here..." Then Yang Wencong pulled Ma Mingfeng out without any explanation.

Ma Mingfeng was speechless. He didn't expect that Yang Wencong was also anxious and pulled himself out of the door regardless of whether he agreed or not.

Although he pretended to be helpless on the surface, he was still willing to come out in Ma Mingfeng's heart. At this time, Nanjing had not been destroyed by war. The streets were full of traffic, bustling and bustling, and a prosperous scene. Although Ma Mingfeng experienced the life of a metropolitan area four hundred years later, he was amazed by this scene.

Ma Mingfeng followed Yang Wencong quickly, and soon got on a boat. After a while, Ma Mingfeng saw Yang Wencong taking him into an exquisite courtyard. He saw the house with blue bricks, small tiles and horse head walls, and the corridor was covered with fallen lattice windows. The typical style of Jiangnan houses, but unlike other places, there were two big red lanterns hanging at the gate here. Although it was daytime now, these two lanterns still looked very eye-catching. The plaque in the middle said the words "Meixianglou". In addition, there were pleasant sounds of silk and bamboo inside.

Although Ma Mingfeng had never been here before, he knew what this was. He suddenly looked at Yang Wencong strangely, and then asked hesitantly: "Uncle, are we meeting friends from Fushe here?"

Yang Wencong suddenly smiled awkwardly and said, "Of course not. Today, a friend who happened to be in the resumption of the club had something happened. The party was temporarily cancelled. I will bring you to see another friend. This friend is quite good at silk and bamboo, especially proficient in Southern Opera... Of course, there is another wonderful thing. My friend has a goddaughter. This girl is only 16 years old and has no appearance and talent knowledge below Liu Rushi, a Jianghuai flower courtesan. She is waiting for someone with destiny. I am going to introduce her to a friend of mine. Today I will ask you to come and help me with my palms."

"Let me, let my nephew take a peg? This..." Ma Mingfeng felt speechless when he heard this. He really didn't know what Yang Wencong was thinking. There was such a strange thing.

But Yang Wencong laughed and said, "After all, I have a close relationship with this girl's godmother. It is natural that people of my age stare at the young girl. You are different. You are young and have no home. It is reasonable to meet a beautiful woman in her 20s and 20s to take a look at her more..."

After Yang Wencong said this, Ma Mingfeng understood that he was afraid that his old appearance would be jealous of his goddaughter, so he could help him take a closer look at the young girl.

So Ma Mingfeng nodded and said, "Since this is the case, my nephew can only help but be in trouble. However, my uncle must not tell my father about this. If he wants to know, he won't beat me to death?"

Yang Wencong smiled bitterly and said, "Of course I won't tell my brother. If he knows, your aunt will know. I don't know what the hell will be like? In fact, it's a bit inappropriate for me to bring you this time, but I really have no choice. I will teach you tomorrow. I'm afraid I won't have to worry about Chaozong's affairs during this period, so I'm going to get this done today..."

Yang Wencong's voice was not loud later, and Ma Mingfeng did not hear his murmurs clearly. Anyway, he knew that Yang Wencong would never dare to say this in order to avoid his wife, Ma Mingfeng's cheap aunt, causing trouble, which made Ma Mingfeng feel much more relieved.

But on the other hand, Ma Mingfeng's heart was full of expectations. He knew the red pink fields on the Qinhuai River during the Ming Dynasty, especially the famous Qinhuai Bayan, and he didn't know if he would have the chance to meet one of them today?

In fact, when he saw the three words "Meixianglou", Ma Mingfeng could also vaguely guess who he saw this time, which made him feel a little excited. He didn't know if the real person was the same as what he imagined?

As soon as Yang Wencong arrived at the door of Meixiang Tower, he saw a servant coming to say hello: "It turns out that Mr. Yang is here. Please, please, Zhenniang is just talking about you."

When Ma Mingfeng saw this scene, he shook his head secretly. It seemed that Yang Wencong was a regular visitor here, and even an ordinary servant was so familiar with him.

Yang Wencong ignored the servant, and he took Ma Mingfeng's hand into the courtyard.

As soon as Yang Wencong stepped into the courtyard, Ma Mingfeng heard a laughter: "I was talking about you just now, but it happened that I finally had a bit of conscience... Hum? That's this?"

Ma Mingfeng looked in the sound and saw that the woman was about twenty years old, with skin as cream, frost and snow, almond eyes, pink cheeks, green eyebrows, slender figure, and a slender waist that was held with a slim waist. She was simply a goddess-level beauty.

"Looking at the tone of this woman speaking to my cheap uncle, it should be his old love. I didn't expect that she was so young and beautiful. No wonder my cheap uncle was fascinated by her and found various reasons to see her."

Ma Mingfeng had to admit that even when he saw the other party, he couldn't help but feel a little excited. When he saw the other party asking him, he was even more panicked and hurriedly bowed and said, "Xiaosheng is..."
Chapter completed!