The daily routine of the ancient imperial examination

In order to make up for the guilt in his heart, Lu Xiuyuan decided to wash his hands and go to help.

Today's dinner is dumplings stuffed with cabbage and pork. Although he doesn't know how to knead dough, it's quite simple to chop the meat stuffing.

His sister-in-law had just cut the cabbage and sprinkled it with salt to kill the water. Lu Xiuyuan took the knife in the opponent's hand and began to cut the meat into small pieces.

This time Mrs. Zhang didn't stop him, but moved the washbasin to this side, and the mother and son were closer.

Lu Xiuyuan cut the meat, lowered his eyes and thought for a while, then picked up a few interesting topics to chat with the other party.

"Just now I listened to Xiaolian reciting the book in the yard, and she recited it very smoothly. The little girl is quite smart."

Mrs. Zhang kept kneading her face, and responded with a smile: "This kid doesn't follow his father, but he looks a bit like you when you were a child, and he will definitely be a promising person when he grows up."

Hearing this description, he smiled, "Reading can be wise, and it's good for a little girl to learn more knowledge, so that she won't be easily deceived outside in the future."

The other party quite agreed with this statement, "When Xiaolian grows up, we must keep her for a few more years, and find a good family. It is best to find a scholar for her."

"She is still so young, don't worry, maybe she can find one by herself in the school." Lu Xiuyuan laughed.

“二郎你想太多了，这怎么可能！”张氏一脸你不懂的表情，“这丫头现在横到将书塾里的人全都揍了一遍，以后谁还敢娶这个小霸王？”

"Haha!" Lu Xiuyuan couldn't hold back his laughter, the little girl was so fierce at such a young age.

While the two were chatting, the minced meat was also chopped, and Mrs. Zhang began to adjust the stuffing. Lu Xiuyuan saw Xiao Lian who was playing with the dirt in the yard, and hurriedly called her over.

"What's the matter, uncle?" Xiao Lian asked curiously, holding the bamboo stick in her hand.

Seeing the other party's dirty hands, he frowned unconsciously, "Did you wash your hands just now? Why did you play with mud again?"

"Mud is so fun, I even built a house out of it."

The little girl pointed to the protruding part on the ground and introduced to Lu Xiuyuan: "This is my father's house, I will build another one for you later, uncle."

Mrs. Zhang glanced at the pile of dirt in the yard, and scolded with a smile: "If you don't clean it up quickly, what if you accidentally trip over your grandfather later?"

Xiao Lian stuck out her tongue, went to smooth the soil in the yard, and then went back to the kitchen dirty.

Seeing this, Lu Xiuyuan hurried away, "The dirt is very dirty, hurry up and wash your hands and face."

With a bitter face, Xiao Lian was rushed to wash her hands and face again. After cleaning herself up after a lot of busy work, she skipped to the front of Mrs. Zhang as if she forgot her worries in an instant.

"Grandma, let me make dumplings for you!"

Lu Xiuyuan stared at the other party suspiciously, "Are you here to make a show?"

Xiao Lian stuck out her tongue at him, "Uncle, your idea is wrong. You can't suspect that I can't make dumplings just because you don't know how to make dumplings. Just wait, I'll show you how to make dumplings."

"That's right, our little lotus is the best." Mrs. Zhang chimed in beside her.

Lu Xiuyuan was very skeptical when he heard this, but seeing the little girl next to her rubbing her hands and looking eager to try, he couldn't refuse, so he simply gave up his position.

Xiaolian successfully squeezed between him and Mrs. Zhang, and started a series of operations that were meant to help but actually caused trouble.

Looking at the three dumplings that couldn't be covered by the dumpling wrappers, Lu Xiuyuan's eyebrows jumped, and he couldn't help complaining to Mrs. Zhang next to him, "Mother, you're still used to Xiaolian. Look at her making the dumplings like hell. What has become of it?"

Mrs. Zhang smiled cheerfully when she saw the youngest son with fried hair and the granddaughter with a face full of flour, "This is not very good!"

Seeing the other party's happy appearance, Lu Xiuyuan sighed, forget it, as long as his mother is happy.

After working hard for more than half an hour, the dumplings were finally wrapped before dark.

As night fell, Mrs. Zhang lit the oil lamp to make dumplings in the kitchen, and the family sat around the bamboo table in the yard waiting for dinner.

In the village shrouded in darkness, one or two barking dogs were occasionally heard, as well as the sound of children crying in the distance.

Lu Xiuyuan propped up the bamboo chopsticks and looked at Mrs. Zhang's busy figure with his chin resting. He was in a relaxed and peaceful mood. The warmth of home had already healed his exhaustion from the day.

After dinner, he washed up and lay down on the bed. He closed his eyes and silently recited the content he recited today, including the meaning of the explanation. When he recited something that he didn't remember clearly, he skipped it and opened the paper tomorrow to look through it again.

Early the next morning, he hurriedly put the clothes he had packed in advance into the package, and after a hasty breakfast, he was ready to set off for the ox cart.

Opening the gate of the courtyard, Lu Xiuyuan suddenly found a carriage parked at the gate, and he couldn't help but stepped forward with a puzzled expression.

Hearing the footsteps, the coachman on the carriage woke up from his sleep, looked up and saw Lu Xiuyuan, and quickly jumped out of the carriage

"Lu Xiucai, get in the car quickly."

Lu Xiuyuan looked at the other party and couldn't help but ask, "This is?"

Seeing his doubts, the groom explained: "Our young master specially ordered this old slave to wait here. Lu Xiucai got on the carriage quickly so that we can leave quickly."

It couldn't be better that Shi Yunchen was so considerate, Lu Xiuyuan hurriedly thanked the groom, and got into the car.

The carriage turned around and started to set off. He lifted the curtain and waved goodbye to Mrs. Zhang. Under the reluctant farewell eyes of the other party, he came to Shifu in the carriage.

Seeing the plaque in front of him, Lu Xiuyuan hugged the package with hesitation.

Did he read a book here first?Or go to Ping'an Hall to deliver clothes first?

Before thinking about the result here, the door over there has been opened, Nan Xing rushed over anxiously, dragged Lu Xiuyuan and ran into the yard.

"Why is Mr. Xiucai so slow? Our young master has been waiting for a long time."

He was dragged to the dining room, where Shi Yunchen was holding a book while reading and waiting for others.

"Uh, I've had dinner at home..." Lu Xiuyuan said a little embarrassedly.

The other party put down the book in his hand, stared at him slightly, "You can eat some more with me."

Well, it felt like the young master was not very happy, so he pulled the chair closer to the other side and sat down.

After glancing at the book from the corner of his eye, he probably guessed why the other party was angry.

Use the serving chopsticks to help the other party pick up a piece of scallion pancake and put it in the bowl, "Okay, let's eat first, and read the book later."

Shi Yunchen curled his lips, and complained with a displeased face: "Brother is too much, he even left all the ledgers to me alone, it makes me want to hit the wall."

"People always have to find something to do for themselves, and they can't be idle all the time." Lu Xiuyuan comforted.

"But I don't want to read the ledger!" The other party sighed while lying on the table, "Lu Erlang, you don't know, this ledger is too scary!"

Seeing the appearance of the young master, although he wanted to laugh in his heart, he was still concerned on the surface: "Then what do you want to do in the future?"

"Huh?" Hearing this question, Shi Yunchen sat up suddenly, "What do you want to do in the future?"

"Yes," Lu Xiuyuan nodded, "After we get married, I will continue to work hard to take the imperial examination and become an official. What about your own arrangement?"

"My arrangement?" The other party didn't seem to have recovered, and tapped his fingers on the table unconsciously.

Lu Xiuyuan still remembered climbing the mountain with the young master before, and the other party knew how angry Qin Orhu was when he broke his husband's hunting bow.

Although I didn't agree with those weird secular rules, who stipulated that after a brother and a girl get married, they must stay out of the house and stay together?

So when I saw that the young master had such a headache because of the account book, I couldn't help but wanted to ask the other party about his life plan.

Unexpectedly, Shi Yunchen himself didn't think about what to do in the future.

At the beginning, the other party was thinking about who said that a brother is not as good as a man, and vowed to make a career, but since he was far away from Fengzhou, without that kind of staring with a certain meaning, he actually became buddhist.

It wasn't until the other party asked such a question that Shi Yunchen seriously thought about it.

"What am I going to do in the future?" The young master turned his slightly confused gaze to Lu Xiuyuan.

Hearing the other party's question, Lu Xiuyuan put his hand on his chin and thought for a while.

"The first one to rule out reading is definitely not for you."

He still remembered that when he was at Longmen Pass, no matter how much Brother Shi forced him, Shi Yunchen hadn't memorized a [-]-word piece of "King Liang Hui Part One" for seven days.

The other party also nodded with self-knowledge, "Yes, don't read, I don't like reading."

"Seeing that you tend to dislike settling accounts, how about doing business?" Lu Xiuyuan tentatively asked.

"It's not considered rejection, it's just that I don't have much feeling, neither like nor dislike..." Shi Yunchen explained lightly.

"Then it counts as a candidate!"

He nodded and wrote it down, thinking that Shi Yunchen's brute strength, plus his marksmanship skills, could teach some younger brothers how to defend themselves?

However, the opponent's brute force seems to be natural, but there is not much reference.

In addition to these, Shi Yunchen also has another hobby he learned, "Since you usually like story books, why don't you specialize in these?"

Hearing this, the young master's eyes lit up, and the other party couldn't help but move forward, "Why do you specialize in it? Tell me in detail!"

Seeing that the other party was more interested in these things, Lu Xiuyuan told the other party a general idea of ​​his own.

"You can hire some people to write the scripts, and then divide the scripts into three categories according to the public's acceptance."

"Which three categories?" Shi Yunchen asked impatiently.

"The first type of receptors are all males, and they are suitable for writing storybooks about slapping faces and counterattacks going smoothly."

"The second category is written for brothers. It can be divided into two types. One is a story about brothers who simply talk about love, and the other is the kind of stories that can be written about brothers who can stand up to the heavens."

"And the third type is to be written for all the women in the world. The style of writing should preferably be a delicate, touching, lingering love story."

After Shi Yunchen finished listening, he looked at Lu Xiuyuan with a taught expression, "I never thought I'd be interested in all three of your stories..."