Farmer’s Blessed Girl

Old Zhou headed the boxing ceremony for Man Bao and Bai Shan, and the servants who followed also took out Mr. Zhuang's note and took it together. After they were all loaded into the car, they were about to go out, but Old Zhou head still waited for the old man. After he came out, he walked side by side and went out of the imperial city in two cars.

The old man envied him very much, "Is the autumn harvest in your village?"

The old Zhoutou said: "I have received more than half of it, but it is still a little short, but it is not too long. After the Mid-Autumn Festival, it will take a few days to collect it all."

"Will the weather be good this year?"

Old Zhoutou almost laughed, "It was a little drought when I first planted the rice, but it started to rain soon, so it's good weather."

The old man's family is also a landlord, but it's just a small landlord. Although he doesn't go to the fields in person, he has to personally watch the long-term workers and the tenants planting the land every year, so he has a good understanding of farming.

"Good harvest, after the Mid-Autumn Festival, your family has another big income."

"Oh, don't you have one at home too?"

"How can our family be compared with yours?" the old man said, "The job field of our family is handed over to the household department for management, and he gets a fixed rent every year."

The old Zhoutou suggested, "You can apply for your own business."

The old man shook his head, "My home is not like yours. I only have two sons. One is an official and the other is still studying. It's not easy to take care of the land, so it's better to just take fixed rent."

Otherwise, how could he envy Lao Zhoutou so much?

It is true that his daughter is promising, and he has many sons. No matter how many things his daughter lays down in front, there are people behind who can defend it.

After leaving the imperial city, the old man and the old Zhoutou said goodbye. He and the old Zhoutou went different ways. His son rented a two-entry yard on the edge of the inner city, and Zhou’s house was on the third square out of the imperial city. , go forward, and then turn right for a while, it's very close.

They are all foreigners, and even his son arrived in the capital a year earlier than his daughter, and as a result, everyone has a house.

Old Zhou returned home with everyone's envious eyes on his head. He instructed his servants, "Quickly send Mr. Zhuang's gift to his yard."

He also picked out several items from Man Bao's boxing ceremony and put them together, which is considered a gift from Man Bao to Mr. Zhuang.

For Mr. Zhuang, the Zhou family has the most respect, because everyone knows that if Mr. Zhuang hadn't brought Manbao to read and write, Manbao would not have been able to get out of this step in his life.

The Bai family received the boxing gift, and Mrs. Liu asked what Lao Zhoutou had added to Mr. Zhuang, and she added the same with a smile.

By the time Man Bao and the four of them returned home from school, the family was already busy preparing for the festival.

Man Bao helped Mr. Zhuang to enter the door, Bai Shan and Bai Erlang carried things for them at the back, and Mr. Lu was happy when he saw them when he went out, "Sir and Man Bao are back, sir, let's have dinner together tonight, my mother-in-law said. The food is placed in the main hall."

Mr. Zhuang smiled and asked, "How many tables are there?"

"There are five tables to be set up," Mrs. Lu said. "Master Bai and Mrs. Bai are also invited. We will all have a reunion dinner together in the evening. We have many children, so we will eat it on both sides to prevent them from making trouble."

Today on the thirteenth, everyone will have a lively reunion dinner first, and then wait until the fourteenth to eat each house.

If you live in the capital, but still in the inner city, it would be a pity if you don't go to the light market and celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival with Wanmin.

Mr. Zhuang himself invited colleagues to go out to eat, drink and write poems that day.

In fact, Bai Shan also had an appointment, and they were all from the Hanlin Academy. It was not easy for him to refuse directly, so he decided to go around and gather some members that day.

Zhou Man has no such troubles, "Our Tai Hospital rarely socializes outside."

Bai Shan glanced at Man Bao, no, they were entertaining, but they didn't call you.

Just like Zhao Liulang and the others never asked her out when they went to Chunfenglou to socialize.

The kitchens of the two families prepare together. After specifying the menu, the kitchen on the other side is responsible for several dishes. Therefore, the food is cooked quickly, and it is still warm when it is served, especially the steamed meat made by Xiao Qian's, which has a strong aroma of meat.

Mrs. Qian took the little Mrs. Qian and a few of Mrs. Liu and Mrs. Zheng's Bai to a table. There was no place for Man Bao at all. She could only turn around and sit with Bai Shan and the others.

Bai Dalang is the oldest, and took the lead to take a piece of steamed pork for Bai Erlang, and said kindly: "Erlang, there is an exam next month, eat more today."

Bai Erlang also gave him a piece of meat, "Brother, you also need to eat more. I heard that you were two away from the list last year."

Last year, the number of jinshi was low, only 12 were selected. Generally, those who fell off the list would not be ranked. Just two.

However, Bai Dalang is not very sad, because there is another person in front of him who is even worse. He is only one person away from winning. That person is Wang Yi, a student of Taixue. He is in the same class as Bai Dalang. When the news came out, they were almost vomiting blood.

But Bai Dalang didn't vomit, because he saw Wang Yi who was even worse.

When Bai Shan and Man Bao saw it, they immediately gave them all kinds of meat and filled their bowls directly, "I want to eat more, this time you all have to work hard to pass the exam."

Bai Shan feels that Bai Dalang shouldn't have a problem, because he almost won last year, and after a year of precipitation, he should be more powerful, and...

Bai Shan lowered his voice and said, "This year, there will be a little more places for scholars than last year."

The amount of jin shi is different every year, and the number of jin shi is calculated by the Ministry of Personnel based on the existing data and the changes in the officialdom from last year to this year.

For example, after the Yizhou Wang Yi line was liquidated, more Jinshi were recruited for the first and second admissions than in previous years, because the officialdom had to be replaced.

Bai Shan walked in front of the imperial palace and listened to the adults and the emperor talking about these things a lot. He knew a lot of inside information, but he also knew what he could say and what he could not say.

When it comes to the jinshi examination, he only has this little encouragement.

Bai Dalang and Bai Erlang understood and did not continue the topic, but they were very excited. The more scholars they recruited, the better their chances. Especially Bai Erlang, his heart is a little empty, he knows himself, he It's far worse than his big brother.

Zhou Lijun was also at the same table with them. Seeing that they were all finished talking, she started talking about her own topic, "Little aunt, I saw a shop in Dongfang and wanted to buy it."

Man Bao was startled and asked, "Is there a lot of expensive shops there?"

Zhou Lijun nodded, "I've been talking for a long time, but I still need 8,670 taels, and it's not enough to lose one tael."

Bai Shan and the others were also taken aback and asked, "What store is so expensive?"

"It's mainly in Dongfang. That street sells silk and rouge gouache. The famous silver buildings in the capital are also there, so it's very expensive."

Man Bao asked, "What do you buy it for?"

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