The Pastoral Life of a Reborn Farmer

Seeing that Lizheng's expression changed for a while, Shen Ling said: "But since the uncle has spoken, even if I am sick, I have to drag my sick body to explain."

Shen Ling struggled to sit up, but couldn't get up, Li Zheng stood aside, he was an elder and Li Zheng, how could he help a junior?Isn't that a joke? !

Sure enough, Shen Ling didn't struggle, and gasped and said helplessly, "Uncle, you've also seen it, it's not because I don't want to, it's just that my body really can't do it."

Ri was frowning.

"Why don't uncle ask the men in the village to come over and help me out! It's just that in this cold winter months, if I get sick again, I can no longer make a living selling Spring Festival couplets..." Shen Ling had a lonely expression.

Li Zheng was thinking about who to carry him, when he heard such words suddenly, he frowned for a while, vented his resentment towards the Shen family, and said impatiently: "Since you went out to explain to Shen San , if you are sick, Shen San should also be responsible for your medical expenses. You brothers are connected by blood and cherish each other. You heal."

"That's it! Then I'm relieved." Shen Ling nodded, looking innocently at Lizheng, "Uncle, please find someone to carry me! By the way, I need to lay a few layers of quilts underneath, one is because it's cold , The second is that the road is not good and too bumpy, I am not in good health, and my head keeps forgetting things, so I can't be dizzy anymore."

Li Zheng nodded, thinking that this condition was nothing and very reasonable, so he went out.

Han Shi asked to enter Lizheng and waited for someone to close the door. In rural areas, opening the door to discuss matters means that people can watch and allow others to come in and intervene. But if the door is closed, the spectators cannot open the door by themselves. You have to come in and watch the jokes at other people's homes.

Therefore, when Lizheng opened the door and went out, the villagers who followed the old man of the Lizheng clan to watch the excitement were still waiting at the door. Asked: "Lizheng, has Shen Er come out yet? Shen San has knelt in the ancestral hall for a long time."

Shen San had the backbone, and knelt on the steps in front of the ancestral hall to swear that he would never get up if he was not upright. Therefore, if Shen Ling didn't go out to explain for a while, Shen San couldn't get up for a moment, but he didn't know if he regretted it at this moment. Light, a little scholar who has never done any hard work since he was a child, and he has never suffered a lot. All he does is talk about it all day long. It really makes him kneel on the stone steps for half an hour in winter. I can hardly kneel anymore.

Li Zheng frowned, the exam is coming soon, Shen San is young and inexperienced, what if he hurt his body by kneeling?It doesn't matter if you hurt your body, just take good care of it, but, the exam is coming soon, how can you hurt your body at this time? !

Lizheng took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, and said to a young and strong villager, "Go to your Uncle Shen's house to get a few quilts, and then find a board. If you can't find it, go and pull a bullock cart." , Just say that I asked you to lead it, bring the things here, and find a few people to carry Shen Er to the ancestral hall."

The surrounding villagers gasped and were very surprised. Someone couldn't help asking: "Why did Shen Er want to carry it? Is he sick again?"

"Yeah." Lizheng's expression was not good, "He's quite seriously ill. It's said that writing hurt his body."

write?Can it still hurt the body?Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, feeling that there were many things going on here!Looking at it this way, no matter how cold the weather is, they can't go home and get under the covers to warm up. They have to watch the excitement.

Not long after, a few young people came over with large and small bags of quilts, basically half-new quilts, which were already good quilts in ordinary farmers' homes, but in Shen's house, this It's just that they pick the rest, the most disgusting bedding.

A few people thought it was too tiring to carry the wooden boards, so they simply brought the ox cart over. Anyway, Lizheng had spoken, and no one in the village would offend Lizheng for such a trivial matter, so they just pulled the strongest ox in the village and stopped at the Shen Er's door.

There are always no major events in the countryside, and it's not time for dinner at this moment. For a while, there are more and more people around Shen Ling's house, crowded as if they are going to a market.

Shen Ling was wrapped in the quilt, and carried into the bullock cart under everyone's attention. Han Shi nervously followed beside him. Seeing so many people, he couldn't help getting up shyly, bowing his head and shrinking beside Shen Ling , without saying a word.

Shen Ling coughed violently twice, and said in a weak voice: "Slow down, slow down, keep your head higher and your body lower, yes yes yes, don't be too brutal, take your time."

Several young people were directed by Shen Ling to carry Shen Ling into the bullock cart.

Shen Ling said again: "Let's walk a little slower, press the rear of the car, don't let my head be lower than my feet, the driver is slow, I am a patient, if I am frightened or windy, the third brother will still be there." I have to pay for my medical expenses, I feel sorry for my third brother."

Li Zheng followed beside him speechlessly, seeing that the ox cart was pulling forward slowly as Shen Ling said, and the young man who drove the cart probably never drove his wife so carefully.

Several clan elders followed behind the ox cart, and the villagers watching the excitement surrounded the ox cart and headed all the way to the ancestral hall.Shen Ling yawned and didn't get out of the bed. The bed was still warm, and the car was moving smoothly, which made him sleepy for a while, so he retracted his head into the bed, ready to close his eyes and rest one time.

"Shen Er is here, Shen Er is here." There were also quite a few people in front of the ancestral hall. When Shen Ling's mighty troop came, he was quickly spotted by some children, and rushed to the ancestral hall to report the news with cheers.

Shen San was still kneeling in front of the ancestral hall, his lips were already pale, and he was wearing a thick padded jacket, which was almost wrapped into a ball, but he still couldn't block the cold wind. Hearing Shen Ling's arrival, his figure shook Akira, it seemed that he finally couldn't hold on.

"Son!" Mother Shen stretched out her hand to support Shen San who was about to fall, and cried out in distress.

"What are you screaming for!" Shen Zhibo glared at Shen's mother angrily, before turning his head to meet her.

Li Zheng and several elders of the clan stood on the stone platform in front of the ancestral hall. Shen San had already been helped up by Shen's family and was pushed aside. Shen Ling was still huddled under the quilt. is talking.

Li Zheng cleared his throat and glanced at the group of people under the steps. The gate of the ancestral hall behind him was still locked tightly. On the stage, Shen San was already given enough face.

"Everyone, be quiet." Li Zheng raised his hand, "It's cold, so let's focus on the most important things. Everyone knows that the rumors that have been circulating during this period say that the third son of the Shen family wrote Spring Festival couplets for the second son of the Shen family." Going to the town to peddle, robbed other people's Spring Festival couplet business, and also lost the moral integrity of a scholar, and is not worthy of being an official in the imperial examination in the future, is there such a thing?"

Everyone was buzzing, and Lizheng couldn't hear clearly, so he had to continue: "Originally, I didn't take this matter seriously, I thought it was just a rumor, not to mention that Shen San has always studied hard, so he didn't have time to go. Writing Spring Festival couplets for sale, and the exam is approaching, and it’s too late to reread the poems and books. How can there be that time? However, I don’t want the rumors to intensify and become more and more troublesome, making the whole town know that Shen San from Shenzhuang is selling Spring Festival couplets. Now that we have reached this level, as the Lizheng of Shenzhuang and the patriarch of the Shen clan, I can no longer stand idly by. Shen San is our Shen clan and the hope of our Shenzhuang. The pride you get, everyone thinks about it carefully, in the entire town, in the villages of ten miles and eight villages, how many students have been admitted to the county school? How many students are said to be promising scholars? Tong Sheng? In the past few decades, we, Shen Zhuang, have been the only one, and if you say a big word that is not self-effacing, I am afraid that Shen San is rare in our entire county."

Everyone applauded and praised, as if everyone was honored.

Li Zheng then continued: "But what about now? As soon as this rumor comes out, the county exams are coming up again. If it reaches the ears of the invigilator, what is the impression of the invigilator on Shen San? It's already extremely difficult to be a scholar. Well, there are only one or two talented people in our entire town, which shows how strict the invigilators are. If the invigilators have a bad impression of Shen San, will Shen San still be able to pass the exam? Is there still a bright future for us in Shenzhuang?"

The crowd was buzzing again, Li Zheng stopped it for a while, and continued: "So, this matter is not small, we must investigate it clearly."

Everyone agreed.

Li Zheng said again: "It's easy to investigate this matter. The second son of the Shen family is the one who sells the Spring Festival couplets, so let the second son of the Shen family explain what's going on by himself, so as to save everyone from being suspicious and jealous. Shen San's future. Shen Er, tell me what's going on?"

When Shen Ling heard Li Zheng's words, she lifted the quilt a little bit, and stretched out a pair of jade white hands to Han Shi. Han Shi hurriedly supported him, helped Shen Ling up, and surrounded Shen Ling with the quilt neatly. circle, for fear of freezing him in the slightest.Shen Ling coughed twice before saying: "I wrote the Spring Festival couplets myself, and it has nothing to do with my third brother. My Shen family is a heirloom of farming and education. Although I have never been to school, I have been fascinated by it. The third and fourth brothers usually teach me a few things casually. In other words, I can read and write myself, but I am not as good as my third and fourth brothers, I can’t write beautiful articles, so I just have to take the scientific examination, ahem..."

"You're lying, you don't know how to read at all, if you know how to read, why didn't you take the test for a child?" People from other villages hid in the crowd and shouted, and the people in Shenzhuang glared, but the one who spoke People have slipped away quickly.