dressed as a scholar

The warm palm covered the wound was warm, Qiao Hezhi opened his eyes like a deer, watching Fang Yuxiu's long and broad palm gently rubbing his knee.

It was extremely painful at the beginning, he gritted his teeth and didn't make a sound, and after rubbing it a lot, he didn't feel the pain anymore.

Holding his breath, he took a few peeks at the man who was serious about applying medicine with him, and his face became hot.

Although the two have been married for nearly a month, not to mention their skin-to-skin relationship, they have never even touched their hands, so I don't know what kind of interest this person has taken, and they will patiently apply medicine to him.

In the hard-won warm moment, he wanted to say something nice, but the two of them were originally separated, and now it was so sudden that he didn't know what to say.

It was so quiet, until Fang Yu withdrew his hand and said, "The doctor said this medicine is very good, don't worry about leaving scars."

Fang Yu handed the plaster back to Si Yu, and glanced at Qiao Hezhi's two slender and well-proportioned white calves: "Let the plaster dry for a while to absorb it, put down the trousers, don't catch cold again."

Qiao Hezhi nodded slightly, and did as Fang Yu wanted.

He remembered that the last time Fang Yu talked nicely to him was more than ten years ago when he asked him for money to entertain his poet friends.

I wanted to ask in my heart, but felt it was not right, after several struggles, I was still ready to wait for him to speak out on my own initiative, so I casually said: "I heard from Si Yu that my husband went to eat, but has it been used?"

Fang Yu coughed dryly, and every time he heard the words husband, he would be shocked: "The dishes were just served, but you didn't eat them after all, let the servants bring them over here and eat together."

Before Qiao Hezhi could open his mouth, Si Yu said joyfully, "I'm going to pass the dishes on now, and bring some water to the Lord to wash his hands."

Qiao Hezhi glanced at Si Yu, but didn't say anything, and let the little girl go out happily.

The dinner was sumptuous, and the small round table was filled with seven or eight dishes. Qiao Hezhi wanted to get up and serve Fang Yu for dinner, but Fang Yu called him back.

"Sit down and eat."

Qiao Hezhi fell asleep for a day, and his stomach was indeed empty, but he was sick and his appetite was not very good. He ate vegetables slowly, secretly watching what Fang Yu was eating, but Fang Yu had just recovered from a serious illness Generally, I have a good appetite. I ate a few chopsticks of mutton and used some pickled cabbage, tofu and fish soup.

"The mutton and fish soup are both good. The doctor said that you are weak, so eat more to replenish your body." Fang Yu saw that he had already eaten two bowls of rice after eating for a long time, and Qiao Hezhi still had half a bowl of soup in his hand. Picked up a chopstick of food and put it into his bowl: "You are too thin, you still eat such a small amount of food." He was so light in his arms before.

Qiao Hezhi moved his chopsticks slightly, and there was some warmth in his eyes: "My husband studies hard, and he reads late at night, so I should make up for it."

"You..." Fang Yu put down the bowl: "Call me by my first name in the future."

"Calling your husband by name? Isn't this too impolite? Outsiders will laugh when they hear it." Qiao Hezhi's fingers holding the bowl tightened. If you call him a common name, then it’s okay to call him the Lord from now on?”

Seeing Qiao Hezhi's cautious expression, Fang Yu felt soft-hearted again. He was treated harshly in this house, and the servants were already talking and joking behind his back. If he stripped off even the title, he might have no place to stand.

"You can call it whatever you like. I'm just talking casually. If I'm small, if I don't want to call it by my name, it's okay."

Qiao Hezhi's eyebrows twitched: "Zi Ruo..."

Fang Yu responded.

Qiao Hezhi pursed his lips, took a sip of the fish soup with the bowl in both hands, and hid the light smile on his brows into the bowl.

After eating, Fang Yu felt a little overwhelmed, and wanted to go for a walk to digest food, but it was dark early in winter, and it was cold outside, so he gave up the idea. They sat in the Xiaotong courtyard for a while, and the two chatted briefly. Back to the room.

"My son, why don't you keep the master, what a great opportunity today."

Seeing Fang Yu leaving the courtyard, Si Yu turned around to fix Qiao Hezhi's bed, and glanced at the person who was leaning on the rug and flipping through poems and books. The book was in his hand, but his eyes were not on it.

"What nonsense are you talking about? How can I ask him to stay when I'm sick." Qiao Hezhi threw the book aside, not bothering to read it, and was very impetuous in his heart: "Furthermore... if you really stay, it's appropriate It is he who is willing to stay, so what does it mean for me to stay?"

He was in a mess. He originally thought that Fang Yu came here to ask for something, but he didn't say anything until he left, which made him feel at a loss.

"That being said, it's hard for the lord to change his attitude, so we should do our best." Si Yu came up with an idea: "Why don't you ask the kitchen to make a soup, the lord will definitely go to the study right now, slave Send it with the son to the lord."

Qiao Hezhi shook his head, not because he thought it was troublesome, but: "The soup made in the kitchen doesn't taste very good."

"That's naturally inferior to the master's craftsmanship."

Qiao Hezhi got up from the slump, and he already had his own ideas in his mind: "Tomorrow, I will invite Ann to my mother-in-law's yard, and then I will cook some meals with him in the small kitchen. I won't bother you today. You are very tired after drinking the medicine. Go and rest early."

"That's good, servant girl to heat up the charcoal in the room, lest the young master kick the quilt again at night and get cold."

"Call me early tomorrow, don't miss the time to say hello." Qiao Hezhi lay down on the bed: "Don't give mother-in-law another excuse to let her go to the ancestral hall."

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Fang Yu secretly rejoiced on the way back. Fortunately, the house is big, and each person has a yard. The distance between them is just right. If they live in the same house, they will have a headache.

Back in the house, his stomach was still a little bloated, so he didn't rush to rest, so he walked around in his room.

Fang Yu lives in the main house, and the room is also the largest, not only has a separate bedroom and dining room, but also a study.

The study room is elegant. There are two bookshelves with historical poems and poems. In the middle of the bookshelves is a long table with pens, inks, papers and inkstones on it. There is also a small table two meters away for teapots and other things.

Fang Yu walked to the long book case. The original owner read here on weekdays. There were still many articles written on the book case. Fang Yu saw that the handwriting was neat and sharp, and he was worthy of being a scholar for more than ten years. It is too flashy to use gorgeous words to whitewash and pile up.

Since the original body was a scholar in the [-]th high school, five years later, it is still the fame of a scholar. There are many crouching tigers, hidden dragons outside, and the original body went to the township examination twice before, and the results were not satisfactory.

Fang Yu thought about it carefully. Now that he is in this situation, it is impossible to go back. If he wants to stay, he has to live.Doing business is no longer a good way. It is said that all things are inferior, but reading is high. Given the current conditions, insisting on studying for the imperial examination may not be a good way out.

Next August will be the triennial rural examination, and he is vaguely looking forward to it.

He has not written with a brush for a long time, and now he is still unfamiliar with his hand. He found a book of essays to copy and practice calligraphy. He has been ill for the past few days, and the other side of the academy has taken a leave of absence. It's time to go back to the academy to continue classes, and such days should not be so boring.

The next day, at dawn, Fang Yu got up and tidied up and went to the Longevity Hall to have breakfast to say hello. This was what the original owner used to do every day when he was here.

In the past, the original owner's family lived in the countryside. There were two dilapidated houses. The houses were about the size of a palm.

Later, Fang Yu passed the court examination and became a scholar. That year was exactly the fourth year of Heli. Emperor Pingyang issued an edict to emphasize agriculture and suppress business, and the status of scholars greatly increased. Scholars were not only exempted from corvee, but also did not kneel when they saw officials. In addition to the money, they can also get ten acres of fertile land without paying taxes.

The life of the Fang family has also been greatly improved, and they have a reputation in Fangzui Village for a while.But the cost of studying is also high. Most of the money received every month is spent on Fang Yu’s reading and making friends with poetry. The mother and son of the Fang family are not good at managing money. After getting in, most of them were distributed, and there was not much income at all.

With such expenses, the Fang family is still struggling to survive. At this time, the merchants in the city came to say goodbye.This is also due to the fact that he married the only son of the Qiao family, otherwise the Fang family would not have money to spend like this, and it would be painful to eat meat before.

The Qiao family was small, with only one younger brother who raised them up pampered. After the two families got married, the Fang family first got a second courtyard in the city, and then got three or five shops. The dowry jewelry and silver taels were thousands of dollars. .

The Fang family has both dignity and wealth, a larger house, and more money. There are about ten women and servants in the family, so they set up the master's money, and the rules have also learned the rules of a big family.

The master has one person in one courtyard, and eats in his own courtyard unless specially summoned.

Fang Yu would go to the academy to study on weekdays, and he didn't come back for lunch. Usually, he had dinner with poet friends, so he only had breakfast at Mrs. Chen's.

"It's really cold today."

"Your Majesty, hold this hand warming stove. It's the beginning of winter today, and the north wind is really freezing people."

Fang Yu took over the finely sewn hand warmer, and it was indeed warmer in his hands. He glanced at Xuezhu, his close servant, who was about fourteen or fifteen years old, and Fang Yu bought it after he got married. .At the beginning, the Qiao family planned to arrange slaves and maidservants, but Fang Chen felt that they were all eyes and ears and didn't use them wholeheartedly, so except for the ones in Qiao Hezhi's courtyard, they bought the rest by themselves.

But in the end, he didn't always serve him. Although he was a close servant, he didn't like to be with him originally, and he came from poverty. Are separated.

Fang Yu looked at the clothes that the boy was wearing without even the lining, and he was wearing autumn clothes, but two more pieces were folded: "It's winter now, how can you still wear such thin clothes?"

"The old lady said that the new winter clothes will be distributed after the end of the year. For the time being, let's make use of the autumn clothes. It's not too cold to work around."

The boy moved his arm pretending to be relaxed.

Fang Yu frowned when he heard this. Logically speaking, men who are not too old would not care about the affairs in the back house. Everything is managed by the inner room of the family.

There is no doubt that Chen's family is in charge of the back house before getting married, but Qiao Hezhi should be in charge after getting married, but Chen's just enjoyed the majesty of the old lady, so naturally he is unwilling to hand over the housekeeping power to Qiao Hezhi.

Fang Yuyuan didn't want to ask about this, but seeing that even the master's personal servants are living in such a shabby winter, I'm afraid there are other things that are more miserable. The servants are also human beings, and the Chen family is so picky and oppressive, sooner or later disaster will happen. Come.

"This year is colder than usual. After the Chinese New Year, winter clothes will be handed out. How can you bear it? You will go to the cashier to allocate money to buy winter clothes for the servants in the house. Two sets for each person."

The boy was surprised at first when he heard the words, and then his brows were filled with joy: "Thank you, master, and I will thank you for your kindness on behalf of everyone."

Fang Yu waved his hand.

It was already dawn when we went out, and it was late in the winter, and it was estimated that it was already two o'clock in the morning.

He strode across the garden from the garden to the Longevity Hall, the morning wind was mixed with frost, the grass and trees in the garden were covered with white, and the cold breath was full of clouds of fog.

Fang Yu thought that getting up early in the winter to greet her was really not a comfortable thing. It was in the same mood as going to work, or even worse. At least there was a salary for going to work.

Originally thought that he had come early enough, when he arrived at the courtyard of Changshou Hall, he saw the master and servant standing at the entrance of the courtyard.

Qiao Hezhi wore a plain white fur cloak, and waited quietly at the door of the house with his head slightly lowered. He didn't know how many hours he had been there, and the pale white knuckles he was holding were already turning red with cold.