I heard I was with the tyrant [Rebirth]

After sending Zhang Huaixin out of the house, He Changan patted him on the shoulder, "Don't let down the kindness of your academy master, learn more and have a broad mind."

The Juren Examination is not like getting a Jinshi, the exam questions have examples to follow, He Changan believes that with the exam questions, as long as Zhang Huaixin does well, it will not be too bad.

When she turned her head and entered the door, Mother He asked worriedly, "What did you and Huaixin talk about? You felt guilty and excited when you left?"

He Changan was brought up by his mother since he was a child. In his opinion, it is "hiding" from his father. When his mother asks, he must tell the truth, but he has no intention of helping Zhang Huaixin to hide it. He tells the whole story from beginning to end. Edited, "Huaixin is still a little immature, and he does things frizzy."

Mother He was still a little worried after hearing what Zhang Huaixin did, but she laughed instantly when she heard what he said next, "You, it was this time after your head was broken that you learned to take on the responsibilities of the family, and you actually learned how to speak like an adult, and even talked about Huaixin bad words."

"Mother, I'm not saying bad things. The ancients said that if you don't sweep a house, how can you sweep the world? It means that if you don't know how to do small things, don't mention big things." He Changan said, "Fortunately, there is still time. I will teach him slowly, this will be my little sister's future support."

Mother He quietly watched him play tricks, "You need your brothers to support you when you get married, and you have a good relationship with my little sister, so that my little sister has the confidence."

"Of course it's a good relationship. I want to add two pairs of gold bracelets to my little sister." He Changan said as he took out a bag of silver from his bosom and let go of his palm. If you earn it back, even if the embroidery can't be sold, mother doesn't have to worry about it."

Mother He hurriedly asked how the money came from, and couldn't help wiping her tears after listening, "My son is going to be very promising."

Putting away half of the silver, Mother He said, "I have saved my little sister's dowry for several years, and I don't lack two gold bracelets. I believe I watched them grow up, and his mother will not treat my little sister badly. This money can be kept as a dowry for the young couple to live on."

Naturally, He Chang'an had no choice but to agree, and hurriedly handed over half to Mother He, leaving only enough money to buy good grinding.

The next day, Mother He took the younger sister to change places to sell the embroidery. Although it hadn't been sold by noon, Mother He didn't panic when she had money, and went to the cloth shop to get the cloth for the younger sister.

He Xiaomei knew that her brother brought back the money, but she was still panicked when the embroidery was not sold. Looking at the material that was more expensive by the foot, she couldn't help but pull He Mu, "Mother, let's save it."

"What are you saving? This is your brother's intentional confession. It is only natural for a son to be filial to his parents if he is rich. Don't be afraid." Mother He invited the proprietress to bargain.

Seeing the business, the proprietress boasted about it, and when she was asked about the embroidery, she subconsciously took it and took a look, "Sister, my embroiderer also does this, so I won't accept this."

Mother He said unhurriedly, "Big sister, look at the patterns here, they are all fashionable styles in Beicheng District. My craftsmanship is not bad, and the price is also cheap. You can try my craftsmanship."

The proprietress murmured in her heart, is this because I am looking for a job because of my poor craftsmanship?

But my family members know their own affairs, although the cloth in her shop is cheaper than other shops, but compared to the clothes, it is really far behind, so they take a serious look.

Only then did He Xiaomei realize her mother's intentions, and a gleam of joy appeared on her face.

The proprietress carefully selected a few pieces, looked at the embroiderers above, and asked, "Is this something you can do?"

Mother He chose a few more, "These patterns are all my daughter's idea, and I embroidered them. If you give me the patterns embroidered on the clothes, you will only receive money from the embroiderer. You can use the patterns." .”

The proprietress is a neat person, after negotiating the price, she went in and wrote the contract immediately, "Then eldest sister, we can sign the contract."

Signing the deed without hesitation, paying for the clothes, and walking for a while, the little girl asked what he had been hesitant to say, "Mother, what if the family doesn't let me..."

"This is not Zhang's shop. The capital is so big, how could they manage it." Mother He had a plan in mind. Before their son lived in the academy, their family had only their mother and daughter at home. It was only when they went out that they let others sell it at a [-]% lower price, and now they can sell it themselves.

Thinking of her son, a smile flashed in He's mother's eyes. When he just recovered from his illness, his son was still restrained. Recently, he liked to play tricks in front of her more and more. He's mother said, "Choose a good weather later, let your brother take us outside the city." It’s not good for people to go to the Great Buddha Temple to pray and be bored at home every day.”

He Xiaomei blushed and asked, "Is Aunt Zhang going?"

"You!" Mother He poked the tip of the little girl's nose, "She won't go, Huaixin is the time for the exam, and she's so worried, she can't bear to go out."

When He Changan was at home, the more he looked at the piece of ink on the table, the more he felt itchy. He didn't know that when he still had the initiative to write, he was only willing to write under the supervision of his teacher and father.

Having nothing to do, thinking about it, he got started, fetched clean water, ground it, and laid out the paper. Half an hour later, a piece of writing with his own style came out. He breathed lightly, satisfied Extremely.

At this time, Mother He came back, with joy on her face, and cut back a piece of pork, "The embroidery has been sold."

He Changan took the meat and put it in the kitchen, "Mother and younger sister are good at cooking, it's their loss that the previous family didn't accept it."

When asked when he would be free, He Chang'an thought for a while, "I'm going to publish a few more pictures while the heat is hot, about three days."

Mother He said, "Then you set aside time to take me and my little sister out to pray for blessings at the Great Buddha Temple outside the city."

"it is good."

In the afternoon, He Changan threw the written words into the wastebasket, and happily started to write again, and an ink treasure asking Mr. Shi's handwriting came out. He Changan was still thinking wildly when he was drying the ink, "Next time, I will borrow it." Come back and imitate a character."

It's not easy to always imitate the teacher's words alone.

This time I sent the letter again, and the manager in the store greeted me immediately, "Sir, please go inside and have a sip of tea first."

A few scholars nearby saw this scene and asked the waiter curiously, "Who is that person?"

Xiao Er knew that the receptionist must be in charge, and he couldn't fall on his shoulders, and he couldn't leak the news at will, "Probably selling calligraphy and painting."

Several scholars didn't ask any more questions after hearing the words, and one of them sneered, "Sell your ancestral property."

Xiao Er glanced at him, not surprised at all, he had seen this kind of person a lot, but was surprised that the shopkeeper didn't pick anyone for his income.

In the inner room, the fragrance of tea was faint. The steward took over the calligraphy and painting and opened it. It was an article that Mr. Shi hadn't written. It wasn't just a copy that showed his skills. "Mr., this word is really good."

He Chang'an said, "This time I'm looking for the manager, and I have an unfeeling request. I wonder if the calligraphy and paintings in the store can be borrowed for home use?"

The steward just couldn't put it down, but he was relieved. It turned out that he just asked Mr. Shi if he could write the calligraphy in the post. After thinking about it carefully, the steward couldn't help laughing at himself. It's not a monster anymore, it's more intelligent and close to a monster.

So without hesitation, he said: "You can borrow, and the rules and regulations will be shown to you later. You are eligible."

He Chang'an chose a calligraphy, and took the calligraphy away after paying the deposit. The steward sent the person away, and ordered Xiaoer to quickly hang the new calligraphy imitating Mr. Wenshi on the wall.

Seeing He Changan leaving with the words in his arms again, the scholar snorted, "Probably the price was not agreed upon."

The steward who came over was puzzled when he heard this sentence, but his mouth was on someone else, so he led everyone back, "The master invites everyone to observe Mr. Shi's handwriting, there is another handwriting, if you can imitate it You can get five hundred silver coins when you come out."

These scholars were breathing heavily when they heard this, and one scholar stood up, "I don't know whose handwriting is...so important?"

The steward said helplessly, "That is a junior from the master's family, a young talent. Unfortunately, there are very few articles left. The master sees things and thinks about others, so he wants to invite someone to write the handwriting."

The steward turned around, "Of course, there are requirements for this. You can choose a character to copy at will, and write a nine-point image to help the master's worries. The master will definitely not treat you badly."

He saw the imitation of asking Mr. Shi that had just been hung up, "Like this one, if anyone can imitate [-]% of it to this level, then naturally they can be selected."

The scholars all exclaimed in amazement, could this word be imitated?

The steward sighed in his heart, it's a pity that the selected person will be taken away by the master's family, otherwise he would have completed the task by recommending this gentleman.

He Changan went back with his calligraphy and paintings. When he passed the corner of an alley on the road, he heard movement from inside.

The cash deposit in his pocket requires 20 taels of silver, but it cannot withstand damage. Just as He Changan was about to leave, he heard the people inside shout, "Kill the leader and reward you with 2 taels of silver."

kill?Do you want to report to the police?

Before he could hesitate, he heard someone running out. He Changan hurriedly stepped back a few steps away from the alley, hid behind the stone mill, and waited for the people to walk away before he breathed a sigh of relief.

He retreated too hastily, and his right arm fell onto the stone mill, fearing that it might bruise.

He Chang'an stood up when there was no more movement. He looked at the alley and thought, if Mother He hadn't already decided, the family should live in another place when the little sister got married and left the capital to return to her hometown.