Patriarch, he doesn't want to take the imperial examinations

The last time Mengzhen saw Wang Xiucai was after his own provincial examination, and it has been more than two months since today.

Last spring, Mengqing came back from Jiangnan and funded the construction of two schools in Xianghe County. The school was completed in the autumn of the same year. Mengqing invited Wang Xiucai to teach the children to read and write.

Wang Xiucai lived in the southeast corner of the city. There were two schools funded by Meng Qing, one in the west of the city and the other in the east of the city. Wang Xiucai taught here in the east of the city.

But even though Wang Xiucai was teaching at Chengdong School, it was still a little far away from home.Meng Qing thought it was troublesome for his father-in-law to go back and forth, so he let him live in the school. Anyway, there are many houses in the school, and it is more than enough to live in their family.

There was a snowfall the night before yesterday, and the children who came to school were still young. Wang Xiucai was afraid that they would slip on the road, so he gave them a few days off until the snow cleared before returning.

And since he was idle at home and had nothing to do, he thought of going to Mengzhen to talk for a while, and take a look at his little granddaughter by the way.

Meng Zhen lifted the curtain and came in from the outside, and saw Wang Xiucai sitting at the table with his son Wang Huan standing beside him.

"Father-in-law, I haven't seen you for a long time, don't come here without any problems." Seeing Meng Zhen coming in, Wang Xiucai hurriedly got up and said hello.

Meng Zhen waved his hand, asking him to continue to sit, while he walked over and sat on the other side.

Wang Huan saluted him: "Hello, Uncle Meng."

Meng Zhen smiled back, and took out two candies from his body, and handed them to Wang Huan, "I got a wedding candy from a student in the school, you will feel happy even if you eat one."

Wang Huan was stunned for a moment, then quickly answered, "Thank you, Uncle Meng." Meng Zhen said "Yes", and said to himself, this child is still so polite.

After Wang Huan took the candy, he continued to stand by Wang Xiucai's side, and Wang Xiucai started talking with Meng Zhen.

Seeing that Wang Huan was standing all the time, Mengzhen asked Ah Qing to move a stool for him, but Wang Huan said, "Don't bother Uncle Meng, I'll just stand."

Meng sincerely said that this person is good everywhere, but he is too rigid.Wang Xiucai could also tell that Wang Huan was uncomfortable standing here while the two in-laws were sitting here talking.

Then he tilted his head and said, "If you feel bored, go outside and play." Wang Huan never moved, there was no one outside the door, he didn't know who to play with, and he was no longer a child, so he couldn't pass it off by playing. he.

"Meng Che is in the house, you go and play with him." Meng Zhen said for him.

Wang Huan wanted to go, but he glanced at his father first, as if asking for permission, Wang Xiucai was eager for him to go quickly, so he said: "Go, you two brothers have not seen each other for a long time, just go over to talk .”

Wang Huan got his father's words, bowed to the two, and left Mengzhen's house.

As soon as the man left, Wang Xiucai immediately said, "Oh, it's all because we have been too strict in discipline and raised his temperament too rigidly. He doesn't know how to adapt when things happen. It's just worrying about people."

Meng Zhen didn't notice anything, Wang Huan was very much like his disciples and grandchildren in his previous life, he was respectful and never overstepped, so he liked it.

Maybe he is the kind of rigid and inflexible person, so he is particularly partial to this kind of person?

"You don't need to worry, I think this child can hold his breath, he is not the kind of impetuous person, he is a success." Meng Zhen said.

Wang Xiucai just sighed: "I hope so."

Meng Zhen continued to ask: "Wang Huan will be fourteen next year, do you think about letting him go to the examination room?"

Wang Xiucai shook his head: "You are still young and immature in thinking, so wait another two years."

At this moment, Nurse Song walked in with Meng Yuan.These days, at noon these days, Meng Yuan would come to Mengzhen's room after having lunch and playing in his room for a while, clamoring for Mengzhen to tell stories.

Meng Zhen also took it for granted, seeing Meng Yuan coming in, he waved to him, Meng Yuan ran over, climbed him up and sat on his lap with ease.

Meng Zhen casually took out two candies and handed them to him, Meng Yuan immediately smiled, took off the candy wrapper happily, and put the candy in his mouth.

Wang Xiucai next to him couldn't help laughing when he saw it, and at the same time, he felt a little envious. He said that his father-in-law is really lucky. His sons are filial and his family is harmonious.

And these few things, Meng Zhen took them all.

That being the case, what more can you ask for.

Then he asked the words that had been in his mouth all the time but had never been asked: "My father-in-law is living a happy life now, so why bother to go to the exam for fame. I think the fourth son in your family is a good material for studying. If you can become a great weapon, why worry about you going to suffer so much."

His words can be said to be sincere, but Meng Zhen has not responded for a long time.Wang Xiucai then said: "The social status of businessmen in our dynasty is not low, and the father-in-law does not have to be an official. The purpose of being an official is to raise one's own status, and the other is not for money? My in-laws have a lot of money in their family, and they don’t lack that much money, so why bother to suffer from the crime of studying, a person with old bones, and his health is the most important thing.”

Wang Xiucai's words came from the bottom of his heart, and every sentence was sincere. It was only because he had a stroke before that his right half of his body was not flexible. Thanks to Wang Huan's support, he came to Mengzhen's house by car. His current body really can't walk.

That's why he persuaded Mengzhen to enjoy the good life of the moment and stop being burdened by the so-called fame and fame.

If Mengzhen's eldest son and second son had said this, Mengzhen would have scolded him back a long time ago, but it happened that these words came from Wang Xiucai's mouth, and what Wang Xiucai said was correct, Mengzhen could hear him It is for my own good.

No matter how perfunctory he was, it was impossible to refute.In the end, it could only be turned into a sigh: "Oh, it's hard to say."

It's not hard to explain what it is, if he had succeeded in ascension back then, there would be no such thing as today.

In other words, he was not bound by any system after he came to this world, maybe he just accepted his fate and spent the rest of his life in a daze.

But he was given the hope of ascension again, and the only way to solve it is to pass the Jinshi exam.After all, this imperial examination was not what he wanted, and he was forced to do so.

Wang Xiucai saw that this father-in-law was so stubborn, so many people couldn't listen to what he said, so he gave up, thinking that he would not say this a second time in the future, or he would embarrass himself.

"Father, I want more." Just at this time, Meng Yuan finished eating the candy in his hand, and reached out to Meng Zhen, but Meng Zhen gently slapped his palm, "It's gone, two for one person, how can there be so many for you?" , and sugar is not a good thing, so don’t be greedy.”

Meng Yuan was immediately displeased when his father slapped his palm, his mouth shrunk as if he was about to cry, when he suddenly heard a soft "Grandpa" from outside the door.

Meng Yuan immediately got off his father, ran over and opened the heavy curtain, a woman walked in with a baby girl in her arms.

The little girl being held in this arms is Meng Qing and Wang Xinyu's daughter, Meng Zhen's granddaughter Meng Xue.

The woman walked up to Mengzhen with the little girl in her arms, said respectfully: "Master!" and handed the child to Mengzhen by the way.

Meng Zhen hugged the child, took out two candies from her body and gave them to her, Meng Yuan who was at the side saw this and ran over to ask for it, but Meng Zhen rejected it again: "No, you have already eaten what I gave you just now. Gone."

Meng Yuan had enough of what Meng Xue had in hand, the meaning was self-evident, she asked Meng Xue to give him one, but Meng Zhen beat her, and Meng Yuan burst into tears with a "wow".

Wang Xiucai who was next to him hurriedly pulled the child to his side, coaxing: "Stop crying, there is nothing worth crying about, Uncle Wang will bring you a lot some other day, I promise you will have a good time. "

"Really?" Meng Yuan wiped away his tears, his two eyeballs were black and bright, and there were still tears on his face, looking very innocent, "I want so much, so much."

"Okay," Wang Xiucai smiled, "A lot, I'll bring you a lot."

Suddenly a small hand stretched out in front of Meng Yuan, but it was Meng Xue who handed him a candy, Meng Yuan immediately turned from crying to laughing, happily took the candy and ate it happily.

"Seeing that you are still a little uncle, you are not as sensible as your little niece." Meng Zhen said something aside, but he didn't mean to blame him. On the contrary, his smiling expression seemed to be pampered.

Of course Wang Xiucai could see Mengzhen's meaning, and he liked it very much in his heart when he said the words of a fierce child.

"Come on, Mengxue, come to grandpa. Grandpa will give you a hug." Wang Xiucai stretched out his hand and took the child from Mengzhen.He hasn't come here for a long time, Mengxue is more respectful to his grandfather, but this baby hasn't cried much since she was a child, and sitting in his arms is very obedient now, and she doesn't resist him.

Then he thought of his daughter.After the Spring Festival this year, Wang Xinyu followed Meng Qing to the store to take care of the business. The couple were busy working outside, and the children were usually taken by the nanny and the maid.

Wang Xiucai was surprised that his daughter could go out of the inner house and follow Meng Qing to do business outside, which he had never thought of.

In his perception, women should stay at home and take care of their in-laws with their children. It is a man's job to earn money to support the family.Now his daughter has walked out, it can be seen that his uncle Meng Qing is a forward-thinking and sensible man.

It's just... Wang Xiucai looked down at the little granddaughter in his arms, and couldn't help frowning.

Then he raised his head again and asked Meng Zhen: "My father-in-law, what is the meaning of my uncle now? Mengxue will soon be two years old, and it is time to have a younger brother and sister, and my uncle is doing such a big business, how can he succeed without a son to inherit? Didn't you urge me to hug a big grandson?"

Meng really doesn't like to hear these words, no matter who they are or what they do, everything comes from the decision and will of the person concerned, what's the use of him urging Meng Qing, can he immediately give birth to another one if he urges Meng Qing?

Whether he is a grandson or not has little to do with him. His urgent task is to study hard, pass the imperial examination, and be promoted as soon as possible.

"Why don't you urge them, they are also their fathers, so why do you just want me to urge you." Meng Zhen said.

"This..." Wang Xiucai didn't seem to expect Meng Zhen to say this, his face showed embarrassment for a moment, and he thought, can he be the same as Meng Zhen's reminder? It's really different. As a father, isn't it just a matter of ordering your son?

It happened that the candies in the mouths of the two children were finished, and the children were very active by nature, and they could not be quiet after sitting for a while. The light in the room was not very good in winter, and the children always wanted to run outside.

Meng Zhen asked a few servants to take the two children outside to play for a while, while he sat in the room with Wang Xiucai and continued to chat.

The gossip didn't know how time passed, and the room became dark before he knew it. Wang Xiucai got up, found someone to call Wang Huan, and went home with his son.

When Meng Zhen came out of the house, the two children had long since disappeared, presumably they were taken back to the house by servants to wait for food and drink.

He also thought of Tong Zisheng, a distinguished guest in the house, who fell asleep after taking medicine at noon, and it has been half a day, so he should wake up.

While thinking, Meng Zhen raised his foot to go out, and came to Tong Zisheng's room again. As he expected, Tong Zisheng had indeed woken up, but he was not in a good mood.

Seeing that it was him, Tong Zisheng was leaning on the edge of the bed and was about to get up, but due to fatigue due to illness, he couldn't get up after holding on for a long time.

"Hmm..." Tong Zisheng fell back on the bed, looking at the ceiling, feeling lost.

Meng Zhen came over and sat down on the edge of the bed, and said, "You haven't recovered from your illness, so you better lie down and rest, if you have anything to say, just lie down and talk."

"I..." Tong Zisheng choked up suddenly, "Cousin, am I going to die soon?"

How can you say that, Meng Zhen frowned, a 20-year-old young man, but contracted a disease, how can he say that he is about to die.

"If you still feel uncomfortable, we will invite a doctor to take a look at you. You are in such a beautiful age, and you are not allowed to say that you are going to die."

But Tong Zisheng just kept crying and didn't answer his words.Tong Liang, who was always by his side, wiped his tears and said, "Master Meng, my young master said he was homesick."

As soon as these words came out, Tong Zisheng's tears poured down like a flood that broke a dike.

Seeing people like this, Meng Zhen didn't know how to comfort him for a while. After thinking about it, he could only say: "You should recover from your illness first, and you can go home after the imperial examination next year."

Tong Zisheng was still crying: "But I feel like I'm not going to die soon. How can I take the imperial examination? I'm afraid it will be in my next life."

Hey, Meng Zhen doesn't understand. Why is this person so pessimistic? He always wants to live, but he has never seen someone who wants to die.

Tong Liang cried and explained at the side: "Master Meng, my young master doesn't eat or take medicine. I'm really anxious to death. Please persuade me quickly."

Meng Zhen's brows were deeply wrinkled, and he didn't take medicine or food. He was clearly looking for death. I don't know what Tong Zisheng was thinking.

"You bring the medicine, and I'll feed it to your young master." Meng Zhen said to Tong Liang, he still didn't believe that he would feed the medicine himself, no one would dare not take it.

If he doesn't eat it, he will die if he loves it to death.

"Father!" Just as Tong Liang went to warm up the medicine, Meng Hong suddenly walked in and shouted at Meng Zhen.

Meng Zhen looked at him, quite surprised, and asked: "You came from the ancestral hall?"

Meng Hong replied: "Yes, I came from the ancestral hall, why does Dad have such an expression, does it mean that he doesn't believe me?"

Meng Zhen watched him walk over, pulled a stool and sat in front of him, then said: "I see that you walk very well, not like kneeling in an ancestral hall."

Meng Hong let out a "chi" laugh: "My good father, who told you that you must kneel when you enter the ancestral hall."

Meng Zhen: "..." Didn't he say that he was punished? You don't need to kneel to receive the punishment. If any of his disciples and grandchildren made mistakes in the previous life, they would kneel in the Discipline Hall to be punished.

Meng Hong explained with a smile: "When Meng Qing just brought me there, I knelt down, and when Meng Qing left, I got up." People still kneel on the tablets.

"Careful, I'll tell your elder brother, let him punish you again." Meng Zhen said to him in a bluff.

Meng Hong is not afraid of him bluffing, his father is a paper tiger like this, every time he quarrels with Meng Qing, his father is not against him, why would he tell about him.

"I don't believe it, dad won't tell big brother, dad loves me the most, doesn't he?" Meng Hong looked at his dad with a smile on his face, Meng Zhen wanted to beat him up when he looked at his idiot.

"Cousin Menghong..." At this moment, Tong Zisheng called out weakly, "Am I going to die soon?"

"Hmm..." Meng Hong remembered Tong Zisheng now, but he didn't understand what Tong Zisheng meant, so he reached out and put a sticker on his forehead, it was still hot.

"Does the medicine prescribed by the doctor not work?" Meng Hong asked.

Mengzhen replied: "The attendant of his family said he didn't drink."

"Don't drink?" Meng Hong looked at Tong Zisheng, "How can you succeed if you don't drink the medicine." He worked hard to take care of him last night, and finally rescued him, and he couldn't fall short just because he didn't take the medicine.

"I drank it at noon." Tong Liangwen Haoyao walked in, heard the conversation between his father and son, and quickly answered, "I just woke up and didn't drink anymore."

"That doesn't work either." Meng Hong said, "You have to take the medicine on time, otherwise it won't work."

He waved to Tong Liang, asking someone to bring the soup, and then said: "Please help your son sit up, and I will feed him."

Tong Liang was very happy to hear his words, and thought to himself, with the second young master Meng around, he would not be afraid that his young master would not drink.

Speaking of which, Tong Zisheng is also well-behaved, when Meng Hong fed him medicine, he drank it all.

"Hey, isn't this a good drink? How can you say that he doesn't drink it?" Meng Hong showed Tong Liang the bottom of the empty bowl, and Tong Liang couldn't argue with anything, just said, "Maybe my young master only recognizes the second son Meng. I will not drink when I feed the young master."

Well, it seems that this person has blackmailed him and insisted on giving medicine to his young master.

After Tong Zisheng drank the medicine, Tong Liang put him down on the bed to rest.Tong Liang turned his head and said to Meng Hong: "Second Master Meng, my young master didn't eat all day today, and he vomited up after taking a bite. I'm really worried."

What he said was grievous, which made Menghong suspect that this person had obviously blackmailed him. He had just finished feeding the medicine and wanted him to feed him.

But what can he do, if Tong Zisheng gets better, the whole family will feel bad about it.

Seeing that Tong Zisheng was lying on the bed with a pale face, Meng Hong asked quickly, "What's wrong with you, I'll ask someone to find a doctor for you."

Tong Zisheng shook his head, his voice was very weak: "I can't lift my body up and down, I feel uncomfortable everywhere, especially my head, it hurts badly."

Meng Hong said: "If you don't eat, you must have no energy. You still have to take the exam. You can't lie down like this all the time, so you have to eat, you know?"

Tong Zisheng nodded, and the corners of his eyes unconsciously shed tears again. He just listened to a few tunes and drank a few cups of wine, so why did he become like this.

He still has to take the national exam, he can't just lie down like this all the time, he has to get up to read and write articles, and he wants to be a Jinshi.

Thinking of this, I don't know where a trace of strength came from, but he actually supported him to sit up.Meng Hong hurriedly held him down, and said: "Just save your energy, you are still sick, your body is already weak, you should lie down and rest more."

"As for whether you will die, I can tell you with certainty that you will not die. How could you be knocked down by a cold and lose your life at such a young age."

Tong Zisheng could listen to Meng Hong's comforting words, so he nodded hurriedly.

"Cousin Menghong, I'm sorry, because you were fined to kneel in the ancestral hall because of my affairs, I feel so guilty, I can't help you. I also have the money I paid for listening to the music in the band, and I will return it twice when I recover from illness." for you."

It turned out that after getting drunk that day, Tong Zisheng was so drunk that he became unconscious, and it was Meng Hong who settled the bill in the end.

Meng Hong waved his hand and said: "Hey, it's a trivial matter, nothing to worry about. That day, the money to enter the music workshop was 30 taels. If you want to pay back double, you can pay back 60 taels."

"Cough..." Tong Zisheng was so emotional that he couldn't help coughing loudly. Why is it so expensive? Didn't it mean 20 taels? Why did it become 30 taels again?

"Of course," Meng Hong said again, "It's fine if you don't give it, I'll treat it as if I invited you."

Tong Zisheng shook his head: "No, I promised you a treat, how can I keep my word. Don't worry, when I recover from illness, I will definitely pay you back the money."

The two of them chattered a lot of nonsense here, and Meng Zhen, who was sitting at the table behind them, got impatient and said, "Talk slowly, I have to leave beforehand."

Speaking of him standing up, Meng Hong hurriedly called out: "Father, have you had dinner yet?"

Meng Zhen said, "No."

Meng Hong then said: "It happens that I don't have either. Dad wait a moment, and when I feed Cousin Tong, I will go with Dad." Meng Zhen had no choice but to sit down again and wait patiently.

Soon Tong Liang came in with a meal. The doctor told him that the patient was weak and that eating soft, digestible food would help his recovery.

So Tong Zisheng was served a bowl of millet porridge and a steamed bun.It's just that Tong Zisheng really didn't have an appetite, and his mouth was tasteless, and he couldn't eat after two bites.

If you eat any more, you will vomit.Seeing his unbearable pain, Meng Hong didn't force himself any more, he stopped eating if he couldn't eat, resting well would also help his recovery.

It was only after Tong Zisheng fell asleep that he and his father came out of the room.

There is no star or moon tonight, and the surrounding is pitch black. Meng Hong held a lamp in one hand, and walked back with his father in the other hand.

On the way, Mengzhen reached into his pocket, took out two candies and gave them to Menghong, "I went to school today, and a student in the same room got engaged and gave me a handful of candies, and I have the last two. You eat."

Meng Hong didn't reach out to pick it up, just smiled: "Father, you treat me like a three-year-old child and coax me with candy. It's not like you don't know that I didn't like to eat this thing since I was a child. You should leave it to five Brother."

Mengzhen was a little unhappy, he still held the candy in his hand and didn't withdraw it, saying: "Will you eat it or not? If you don't eat it, I will throw it away."

"Hey!" Meng Hong understood his father's temperament, he threw it away when he said it, and hurriedly said: "Eat, eat, I will eat, can I not eat what father gives, please don't throw it away."

Then two candies fell into Meng Hong's hands, and Meng Hong put them into his pocket again.

"Father, I found that you are really a good person, but you don't like to express yourself very much."

"It's just that I never thought that one day you would give me candy like coaxing a child."

This is something he has never expected, just like the stars in the sky, elusive.

"Glib!" Meng Zhen said.

"Hey, Dad's analogy is wrong. This word refers to people who speak frivolously. What I said is full of sincerity and sincerity. Dad really wronged me to death."

Under the night sky, the father and son talked side by side and walked towards the Mengzhen courtyard together.

The author says:

I found that my protagonist is really mediocre. I have written so much. Except that I have been to other places during the exam, I am either at home or at school at other times. As a result, my map cannot be unfolded. It is really because my parents are short.

This may be the only distinctive protagonist in my writing, neither the previous articles nor the articles to be written in the future will be like this, never moving for ten thousand years, haha