I took the imperial examination in the red building

Wang Juren was walking despondently on the way home, holding the hot half taels of silver in his hand.

I think he was still proud of being the Mr. Lin's family a few days ago, but now his reputation has been wiped out, let alone being the teacher of those rich businessmen's families.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help hating Lin Huan and Jia Zhu deeply.

On the way from inside the city to outside the city, he always felt that the people on the road were secretly laughing at him, so he walked faster and faster.

There is a small road from Gusu City to Wangjia Village outside the city, which Wang Juren used to walk on. There are usually no people on this road, but today, Wang Juren panicked when he heard the footsteps not far behind him.

The more he panicked, the faster he walked, almost running at a speed.

In the next second, he was kicked on the knee, and the whole person fell forward on the ground, with two front teeth cracked.

He turned around, and behind him stood a somewhat familiar man with messy hair and an unshaven beard.

Seeing him sizing him up, Zhang Yun grinned: "Why, Wang Daju doesn't recognize me anymore?"

Wang Juren took a closer look at him, recognized something in his eyebrows, and was immediately horrified.

"It's you!"

Zhang Yuan smiled: "It's hard for Daju to recognize me! How are you doing these days?"

Wang Juren trembled: "Didn't you go out of Gusu? Why are you back again!"

Zhang Yuan seemed sad: "Who made me poor? I couldn't make a living outside, so I had to come back." Shit, he never went out of the city!

"What do you want?"

Zhang Yuan bent down: "Give me the money!"

Wang Juren didn't want to give it, so he held the money in his chest and didn't move.

Zhang Yuan kicked him vigorously: "Don't be ashamed of your mother, and annoy me for everything you did back then!"

He threatened: "I heard that the government is currently investigating the abduction case..."

Wang Juren's face was pale, and he took out the half taels of silver tremblingly.

Zhang Yuan kicked him again before leaving.

This kick was in the middle of the hole, Wang Juren immediately vomited blood.

However, he dared not speak out because Zhang Yuan held onto him.

Everyone thought that his daughter was abducted by a kidnapper, but only Wang Juren knew that he sold his daughter with his own hands.

He returned home in a daze.

His old mother and daughter-in-law Tan are sitting together doing needlework, and the youngest son is playing with a small doll.

Looking left and right, he felt that the doll looked familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

So I asked.

Mrs. Tan was silent, and said for a while: "Er Menger used to play with this. I kept it until he saw it today. If he wanted to play, I gave it to him."

Meng'er is the abducted daughter.

Wang Juren already had a guilty conscience, and when she heard her mention her daughter, her face turned pale.

Tan felt that something was wrong with him.

But she didn't think too much, she packed up and ate and lay on a kang thinking about planting flowers. Wang Juren felt the pain from Zhang Yuan's foot, and soon fell asleep exhausted.

It's just that he was restless when he fell asleep. He dreamed of a little girl whose face couldn't be seen stretched out her hand to grab him, and was still calling her father...

"Don't! Don't! Mengmeng don't want it! Dad knows he's wrong!"

Tan's body froze on the side.

The clear moonlight outside fell through the window, and Tan looked at Wang Juren beside him through the moonlight, as if seeing an evil spirit.

The people in the live broadcast room didn't know what was wrong, and they were suddenly curious about Lin Fengqi's handling of the case.

[Plain and unremarkable: I want to see how the real parents judged the case in ancient times. Is it really like in the previous dramas that the gavel was shot and then started to... Wu...! 】

Lin Huan didn't know, so he sneaked into Lin Fengqi's place.

"Huan Bao came just in time, your new husband is coming soon!" Lin Fengqi greeted Lin Huan, "We'll have a look later, if it's not suitable, we'll find another one."

Lin Huan found a chair and sat down, looking at the door curiously.

The person who came in was a middle-aged man with a round waist and a thick back. He was wearing a white-washed scholar's uniform. His eyes were bright and bright. He looked like a very decent scholar.

"In Xiajiayu Village, I meet the county magistrate."

[Plain and unremarkable: Is this Jia Yucun? ?I thought he would be a monkey-cheeked man! 】

[Cabbage Tofu Nao: What do you think, Jia Yucun in the original Dream of the Red Chamber is Jianmei Xingmu, good-looking, otherwise I would not be narcissistic and think that a maid who looks back at him three times is in love with him, Mr. Cao rarely writes about appearance Yes, the ones written are basically the twelve beauties of Jinling or the deputy beauties, and Jia Yucun is considered to be a more important role besides Baoyu. 】

[I disagree with one word: I want to scold him when I think of him making us Yinglian miserable! 】

[Sweetheart: Come, come, come and read to me——Repay Jia Yucun with the picture of knowing kindness, and tie the grass around Jia Yucun. 】

Lin Huan stared at Jia Yucun.

No matter how you look at it, you can't see that he will be a white-eyed wolf in the future.

Jia Yucun noticed his gaze and smiled slightly at him: "Is this the young master?"

Lin Fengqi said: "Yes."

Jia Yucun frowned first, and then loosened: "At first I heard about his predecessor outside, and thought that the young master was some kind of stubborn character, but now he seems to be doing better."

Recently, Lin Fengqi was busy investigating abduction and trafficking cases, and this year Gusu somehow got a bit dry, and it hadn't rained for half a month. He was busy dealing with paperwork, so he didn't pay attention to the rumors outside: "Oh? What's wrong?"

Lin Huan then told him what happened yesterday.

The more he listened, the more relaxed Jia Yucun's expression became: "It can be seen that you are not hard to learn, it's because the gentleman in front of you didn't teach well. Let me ask you, how is your study progress now?"

Lin Huan puffed out his chest: "I've already recited the merits of hard work, and it's useless to play. Be warned, you should try your best!"

Jia Yucun sat up straighter: "Oh? Is this already finished?"

He took a look at Lin Huan, and saw that he was still small, but he was sitting on a chair like a grown-up. The chair was wide, and he couldn't sit still, so he sat cross-legged, with his hands on the handles, solemnly appearance.

"These ten righteousnesses are shared by everyone?"

Lin Huan subconsciously received: "Should follow the narration, don't go against it."

Jia Yucun was surprised that he picked it up so quickly, he hesitated and asked, "Did you recite it yourself, or did the previous gentleman teach you to recite it?"

He was a little puzzled, if it was taught by the previous gentleman, then no matter what, that gentleman would not care about him, he was a little hesitant, if it was really taught by Wang Juren in front, his family may have extremely high requirements for teaching, and he may not be able to do it himself.

Lin Huan put his hips on his hips, thinking that Jia Yucun was not very smart.

Obviously he has already said that Wang Juren doesn't care about him, so why does he still ask this?

"I recited it myself!" Lin Huan added in his heart: there was also an ancient literature research teacher who taught him pronunciation and told him stories.

Jia Yucun felt relieved.

Lin Fengqi just watched the two of them asking and answering, and seeing that they were satisfied, he said, "What do you think, sir?"

Jia Yucun pondered for a while: "Your son is very talented, most of them are playful at this age, and not many can recite the Three Character Classics completely and fluently, so it can be seen that he still has some self-control. Ability is also good."

Lin Huan didn't know what self-control was, but he could understand the word "not bad".

Meaning he's praising him?

Lin Huan was delighted, even watching him was not so annoying anymore, he said to the ancient literature researcher who was squatting in the live broadcast room: "Actually, Jia Yucun is okay?"

[Research on ancient literature: Well, when he didn't take the imperial examination in the early stage, he was quite a handsome person, and he didn't care about trivial matters. You can learn from him. 】

He often watched Lin Huan's live broadcast, and found that although Lin Huan had a loose temper, he was a little bit stubborn. For example, he had to memorize his books when betting with the live broadcast room, and he spent less time going out to play every day.

It's not bad to be diligent and studious like this, but he's still young after all, so he can easily become a nerd if he just keeps studying hard and can't go out to relax. A play, take a look at the people's livelihood.

Jia Yucun was relatively open-minded in the early stage, and he had experienced from rich to poor. Compared with Lin Huan, who was born as a young son, and studied ancient literature who received compulsory education and never worried about making a living, his experience is much richer, and he must have felt the same. More, but also closer to people's livelihood.

The study of ancient literature carefully explained these truths to Lin Huan.

[A disagreement: Teacher, I have realized it! 】

[Sweetheart: Give Huanbao a lesson X, and give lessons to all the people in the live broadcast room?]

[Here I come to the Red Mansion: Huanbao's first teacher in the true sense should actually be a teacher of ancient literature research, right? 】

Lin Huan also saw this sentence, and felt that he was right. His first teacher was actually the study of ancient literature. During this time, he was memorizing many things but did not understand their meaning. He only found out after asking about the ancient literature. Sometimes the ancient literature is not available, and the people in the live broadcast room will tell him about it.

So he nodded: "You are all my teachers! You have taught me a lot."

He touched his head and showed his teeth in a smile: "You are so kind."

[Speechless: ... Help, I am obviously a black fan. 】

[Sweetheart: Laugh to death, brother Wuyu, stop struggling, Huanbao is so sweet, do you have the nerve to black him? ! 】

That's right, I'm so cute!How can you not like me!

Lin Fengqi sent Jia Yucun away, and when he came back, he saw Lin Huan nestled on a chair and giggled.

"what to do?"

Lin Huan hugged Dad: "Nothing, Dad, have you been busy recently?"

Lin Fengqi said: "It hasn't rained for more than half a month, and it's a bit dry. I don't know what will happen. I can only ask more people to dig wells and store some water. The county government also needs to purchase food for emergencies. .”

He has been very worried for the past two days. Now that the weather is hot, if the drought continues, the crops in the field will probably burn their roots due to lack of water. The harvest in the coming year will definitely not be good. What will those farmers do?

Lin Huan still doesn't understand his father's worries for the time being: "Did someone come to report the case a few days ago? How is the case?"

Lin Fengqi smiled a little: "The key person has been found."

In the small dilapidated temple on the outskirts of Gusu, Zhang Yuan sneaked back with the half taels of silver in his pocket, and was pushed to the ground as soon as he entered, with a pair of shackles wrapped around his hands.

He turned his head sharply, and there were two yamen servants on his body.