Farmer’s Blessed Girl

When the patriarch Xia saw it, he immediately asked his son to lead the young men of the clan to help. In the past two days, Zhou Man and the others really participated in the poetry meeting and the literary meeting again, and they heard that they were very popular, even the teachers who taught Goro and Qilang to read. Praise them for their knowledge.

At this time, Patriarch Xia only wanted to end this matter as soon as possible and not cause more troubles.

The three Bai Shan who returned to the inn were not as high-spirited as Patriarch Xia thought. Instead, they went back to their respective rooms after returning to the inn, and lay down on the bed without moving.

So tired!

Participate in the conference to write essays, and also to deal with challenges from various people, essays, and Taoism...

Participate in poetry festivals and do poems, and sometimes fight essays...

Usually just entertaining themselves, the three of them bickering with each other felt the amount of knowledge of someone else, of course, if they were one-on-one, they were not afraid.

But they're a big group of three.

That large group includes not only the students of the school, but also the doctoral officers of the school, and it is not limited to the students and literati from various counties who come here to participate in the literary society...

The ghosts know what books they read in private, there are so many questions, and there are always three or four out of ten that they can't answer, and they are embarrassed to death.

In order not to be very embarrassed, the three of them could only write down the unanswerable questions and take them back to the inn. First, they asked the husband, and if he knew, he would tell them, and if he didn't, let them find it by themselves. Many of them just had a general impression.

Where can the three go?

Of course it's a bookstore.

But there were very few books in the bookstore. In the end, they went to Zhai County magistrate to borrow books. They had been running around here for the past two days, and they didn't remember Xia Yi's move at all.

They don't remember, but Old Zhoutou and the others remember that they have been quietly staring at Songhua Lane for the past two days.

Man Bao was lying on the bed, motionless, with no expression on his face, Qian Shi pushed open the door and came in, he shook his head, put the basin on the shelf and patted her, "Get up and wash your face quickly. And hand, mother poured all the hot water for you."

Man Bao said blankly: "I don't want to wash in hot water, I want to wash in cold water, ice water is the best."

"Girls don't get cold," Qian Shi patted her up and said, "Wash up first, mother has something to tell you."

Man Bao got up to take a shower, and Mrs Qian sat by the bed and folded her clothes, saying, "Today, Xia Yi's family started to move things. Your eldest brother and fifth brother have gone to see it quietly, and it will be almost the same for another day tomorrow. What your dad and I mean, they're sure to remove everything inside."

She sighed: "They have used those things for more than ten years, and I don't really want to keep them, so the beds, tables, chairs and benches in the house have to be added..."

Man Bao raised his wet face from the wooden tub, and asked in a daze, "We still need to decorate this house?"

Qian Shi gave her a sideways look and said, "Of course we have to arrange it. Not only do we have to arrange it, but we also have to be guarded. Otherwise, if we rent it out, the house will be dilapidated."

She said: "In the future, during the festivals, especially the Qingming Festival and the Double Ninth Festival, you always have to come back for one of the two major festivals to worship your ancestors. Your grandparents and grandparents need you to worship the ancestors. Although your father and I won't let you change your surname, but You still have to do your filial piety."

Man Bao scratched his head and obeyed obediently.

Seeing her exhausted face, Qian Shi asked concernedly, "You always leave early and come back late these two days. Why, the students in Shangzhou are better than the students in the capital?"

Man Bao lowered his head and said: "That's not true, it's just that when we were in the capital, everyone discussed with each other. When we participated in the literary meeting, because we were young, few people would ask questions to embarrass us, but in Shangzhou, we have a high status. , and they are all from Chongwen Museum, and Bai Shan and Bai Erlang have stayed in the Imperial College, so not only students, but even academic officials and doctors like to test us with problems."

The main thing is that everyone wants to know the level of Guozijian and Chongwenguan in the capital. With the same number of people, Zhou Man and the others are of course not afraid, but not now.

Qian shi frowned and said, "Are they embarrassing you?"

Man Bao shook his head and sighed, "Mr. said, they like and respect us."

So in order to be worthy of this love and reverence, they could only think overnight to find the answer.

Man Bao wanted to cry.

In Mr. Zhuang's words, "You have lived in praise for the past year, and you should know that there is heaven outside the sky, and there are people outside the world."

As a result, the three of them found out that they were really outsiders. Where did they read so many books and know so many problems?

At this time, the magistrate of Zhai was looking at his eldest son who was eating across from him in a daze with his bowl and chopsticks.

Mrs. Zhai gave him a chopstick and couldn't help but ask, "Why is the master staring at Dalang?"

Magistrate Zhai recovered, looked down at the food in the bowl, shook his head and said, "Let me see, what's wrong with my son."

Mrs. Zhai: "...Do you see it?"

The magistrate of Zhai nodded, "I can't see it from the outside, so I guess the brain is a little bit worse. Otherwise, it's the same reading, why is he so bad?"

Zhai Dalang couldn't take it anymore, so he raised his head from the bowl and said, "Father, are you going to praise Baishan and the others again? My ears are about to get calluses these past two days."

Magistrate Zhai shook his head, "I praise them for what they do. I already know that you are far inferior to them."

Zhai Dalang was a little unconvinced on his face.

The magistrate of Zhai County said: "People borrowed two books from me yesterday afternoon and went back to read them. They returned them early the next morning. When you came to my study to look for books to read, you were still washing up. They read the books and copied them. When a lot of things went to the literary meeting, you changed your clothes and brought everyone along, did you read a page of the book this day?"

County magistrate Zhai shook his head and said, "I can't compare, I can't compare, I made a mistake in the beginning."

Zhai Dalang stiffened, unable to speak.

Mrs. Zhai stretched out her hand and poked him in the head, and said, "You get up early tomorrow to read, it's like getting up every day for what it's called, can you work harder?"

Zhai Erlang and Zhai Xiaomei, who were sitting on the side, immediately lowered their heads and went to have a quick meal, wanting to leave the battlefield quickly.

Zhai Dalang agreed very well, but he still couldn't get up early the next day. When he was finally dug up from the bed, Bai Shan and the others had already come to borrow books. I heard that this time they borrowed two books from Shangzhou Preschool. In the exam papers for the annual exam, someone asked the question yesterday that was the question from two years ago, and they were stumped.

When Zhai Dalang heard that everyone was copying papers in the study, he immediately couldn't help lying on the bed, wrinkling the clothes he just wore. He said angrily, "Don't they all need to sleep?"

He angrily said: "No wonder they are so short, how can they grow taller if they don't get enough sleep?"

Servant: ... Young Master, you are one or two years older than them.

While dressing Zhai Dalang again, the servant persuaded him, "Young master, you are about to get engaged, so be more diligent these days."

See you at half past eleven