Dress to be a celebrity

On March [-]th, the rankings are released, all Jinshi go to the hall to thank you, the imperial prelude is right, and the imperial street praises the officials...

Although Kuaguan is basically the scenery of the number one scholar alone, but the Song family has another Jinshi, two brothers from one family, four courtiers from father and son, which is already a rare sight.Anyone who recognizes him or not will come to the door with a gift, congratulations to his family for a new Jinshi.Song Chuanlu stayed at home to welcome guests. In the same year when he made friends, he only heard the singing of the guests outside the door and heard the word "Huan" inadvertently.

Huan Sheng, the elder brother of Huan Ling, the fourth-rank deputy of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, came to send congratulatory gifts.

... The two of them are now relatives?

Uncle Song pondered for a while, looked at his younger brother's face, and went out to meet his brother-in-law.Uncle Huan's family originally wanted to give a gift and leave, but he was not ready to come to recognize his relatives. He didn't expect his relatives to come out to treat him, so he nervously said "Congratulations Jinshi", asked someone to hand over the gift list, and then left.

Uncle Song looked at his back as he left in a hurry, and sighed, "This son of Mrs. Huan is an honest man..."

That's all, those who harmed his younger brother are gone, and everything is only for the sake of his younger brother and sister.

He sent someone to return a box of food back, just as a recognition of this relative.

Not only the younger brother's in-laws, relatives from his hometown, his own age, classmates... There are also students from Hanzhong staying at home.Although these students hadn't entered the Hanzhong Academy yet, they recognized those Jinshi from the academy, and brought those people over to celebrate with the Song family.

The family has prepared firecrackers and drum music since the test and the mid-term test. They also invited a troupe to sing in the water pavilion in the back garden, and invited relatives, friends and neighbors to celebrate.The next day, I bought three animals, joss sticks, flowers and fruits, and the whole family went to the ancestral hall to offer incense and thank the ancestors for their blessings.

Master Song kowtowed to his ancestors at the front, put on three sticks of high-quality sandalwood, and when he looked up and saw the family tree, he picked it up and opened it, touched Song Shi's name on it and said: "Since the time when the official was awarded a Jinshi, our family's The official luck seems to be coming."

Big Brother Song nodded deeply: "That's not it, Dad you entered Beijing in the year of Shiguan'er's mid-term exam, and the second brother donated to Zhongshu was also ordered by Mr. Zhang Ge, and my exam went so smoothly, it's also a loss." Shi Guaner and his siblings..."

Cough, slip of the tongue, it was with his senior brother, his senior brother!

"His brother also likes to send some exam questions on weekdays, and he won one of the four-book questions in this subject."

He made a slip of the tongue, but his second brother didn't need to slip up, and said bluntly: "I don't think it's Shiguaner, it's the official luck that our family had after the pilot test of the siblings. It was the official donated by our father after the pilot test. He went to Fujian Only then did Shi Guaner win the first prize...Although he entered our house later, it can be regarded as some karma."

Huan Ling's name is clearly listed on the genealogy, and he is no worse than their daughter-in-law. Today's joy should be credited to him, and my father should write a letter to praise him.

Brother Song took a look at his father's face, left his second child behind and walked out of the ancestral hall, and went back to write a letter to Hanzhong by himself. In the letter, he specially added Huan Ling to thank him for the exam questions he had bet on himself before.

The second brother said that the fortune tellers used it to cheat money, or not to mention it.

For such a big event as the pilot test, of course it can’t just be said that Lu himself wrote a letter to announce the good news. The whole family wrote letters from the old to the young. Sweets, bacon, pickles and other long-lasting foods are ready to be brought over to Song Shi.

The students staying at his house, no matter whether they have passed the mid-term exam or not, should be preparing to go back to their hometown in the next few days. When they saw that his family wanted to deliver something, they simply accepted the matter: "I will live in Hanzhong when I go back. Academy, studying with Song Jijiu, and carrying this thing is just on the way, and it is also doing our duty as a disciple, why bother the boss to send someone again?"

There is no need for disciples to go farther than their children to do their best.

If it weren't for the fact that there are too many children in the Song family, they would have dared to obey their master's work!

Master Song saw that they were attentive, and he also sincerely respected and loved Mr. Song Shi. He couldn't express his irony in his heart. If he didn't see that these children were too old, he would almost give them red envelopes.

Although he didn't leave in the end, he also felt that his son ran a school to teach his children in this way, and when he was old, he would be served by someone at his knees, and his niece and daughter recruited a husband and heir at home.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked his eldest son to come and tell him, "When you go back to your hometown to worship your ancestors, you will also burn a stick of incense for your third brother, and tell our ancestors that he is also married, and his daughter-in-law... is also a honor to the ancestors." Scholars."

That's right, other people's daughter-in-law can at most be an imperial wife, and their family directly married a fourth-rank official. Who else could welcome such a daughter-in-law with status and ability.

Uncle Song nodded, and begged his father again: "Our family moved to Beijing for a long time, and I will be an official in the future. It is rare to have the opportunity to return to my hometown. This time, I will take my three children back and call them Goodbye ancestors."

He had a month's family leave, so he simply asked the children to stay with them for a few days. If Shi Guaner and the others sent new books and homework, they would send them back to the hometown, and he watched the children do it.

Master Song felt sorry for his grandson, and stopped him with a frown: "What kind of problem, let the child have fun for two days when he returns to his hometown. I will tell your brother to ask him to check his homework less frequently!"

The old man kept his word in this house, and when he returned home, he asked his wife to send a message to his daughter-in-law, telling them not to give their grandson homework when they were packing.I wrote a letter to Song Shi when I turned around, telling him to just bring books home and not to leave so many questions, so tired that his grandson would not feel at ease when he went out to play.

This letter was also bundled with the thick stack of family letters, and was carried back to Hanzhong by the students staying at his house.

It was only late March when they set off to return home, but it was already the harvest time when they arrived in Hanzhong Mansion. The fields were covered with golden waves of wheat, with thick and straight stems and slightly bent ears.The brawny men in the field waved the samarium knives with the bamboo nets on top, held the handle in one hand, and pulled the ropes on the samarium nets in the other hand to borrow strength, and swung their arms to cut off all the wheat within an arm in front of them and pile them on the edge of the ridge; The small and weak harvested one by one with a sickle, and the shiny sickle blade passed under the straw, cutting off a bunch of straw as easily as a knife cuts tofu.

The wheat that has been cut and sent to the drying yard is not threshed by flails and rollers as usual, but pulled to a large rectangular box with a sharp mouth at the bottom for threshing.There are several iron gears attached to the side of the box, and there are pedals under it. Someone is stepping on it constantly, and someone is feeding the wheat into the mouth on the box.

Broken stems and leaves sprayed out from a mouth on the side of the box, while wheat grains flowed out from the sharp mouth at the bottom, and piled up under the box to form a hill.

When everyone saw the threshing roller box through the carriage, they were so surprised that they stuck their faces out of the car window, squinted their eyes and looked at the equipment: "We just went to Beijing for a test, why did we even change the threshing equipment when we came back?"

The driver who pulled them was used to this, and said with a smile: "Masters have been here for at least half a year, so they don't know about the new equipment made by our government. These are government equipment, and they are lent to the people below when the farming is busy. For threshing, hundreds of catties of wheat can be threshed in one day, and only four cents of the "wear and tear fee" is charged. For those who have planted wheat, those who have more land will borrow it for one day, and those with less land will jointly borrow it. Day labor is much cheaper—”

A day laborer costs three or four cents of silver a day, and you have to pay two dry ones, and you need to have meat in your food, otherwise, who will give you the strength to work?

Even if he tried hard, he was not as powerful as this iron guy, and he threshed wheat quickly and cleanly.The grains were threshed early, spread out on the drying ground and stored dry, so as not to prolong the days, and catch up with the rains of the old days, and the wheat would germinate and rot.

I heard that the mansion not only has equipment for threshing wheat, but also custom-made equipment for threshing grain, so that there is no need to worry about the slow threshing when it is time to harvest rice.

A group of students had just finished the examination of How to Rich Farmers and Anbang, and most of the newly bought ink for the examination was about industry. It was the time when they were most interested in these equipment.The more I listened to the coachman talk about the wonders of those instruments, my heart felt like a small hook. I wish I could go to Hanzhong Mansion in one step and see the prefect of Song who made these instruments.

The coachman sent them to the back door of the government office, several students couldn't wait to jump out of the car, and without waiting for the help of their family members, they moved down the presents from Mr. Song's house with their own hands.Another person rushed to the door, patted the door and shouted: "I am a new student of Hanzhong College. I just came back from the exam in Beijing, and I brought Master Song's family letter and gifts."

Some family members of the Song family heard the sound and opened the back door. Seeing a group of well-dressed young people, they believed it a little bit, and saw that they were holding letters in their hands, and said quickly: "Masters, follow me to the flower hall and sit down. Go to the hall to report."

Mr. Song is now at the time when "the agriculture is heavy, the agriculture is heavy, and the collection of corvees and lawsuits is delayed", and the machinery, pesticides, and fertilizers produced by the Hanzhong Economic Park are helping to improve the efficiency of farming.His family members came to the hall to deliver a message, telling him that he had a letter from home, so he dropped the summer tax transfer work meeting arrangement at hand and went to the backyard to meet people first.

Those students saw him after waiting for a short time, and they all felt that Mr. Song was a corporal and approachable, so they got up and saluted quickly, and handed over the Song family's family letter and gift list with both hands.

Song Shi recognized his father's handwriting at a glance, and the corners of his mouth were slightly pursed with excitement, and he thanked: "It's been a hard trip, dear brothers."

It's not hard work, and Mr. Song doesn't need to call us good brothers, just call us students!

Everyone told him about the rain after entering Beijing, and the second elder brother of the Song family kindly took him home to spend the night, so that Song Shi could understand the cause and effect of their sending the letter.

After talking about this matter, they tried hard to confess their sincerity in studying with Song Shi—they went to Hanzhong College to apply for the exam before entering Beijing last year, in order to be Song Sanyuan's disciples.Those important officials of the imperial court were all graduates of Hanzhong College, and they were just as sons, so how dare they not call themselves students and openly call themselves brothers and sisters with Jijiu.

Song Shi nodded frequently when he heard this, and responded politely: "Since that's the case, then I won't be polite. When you return to Hanzhong Mansion, do you plan to join the class directly, or go back to your hometown to settle down first, and then start school after the summer vacation? "

It is natural to stay.

Even if everyone passed by on the way, at this time in Hanzhong, after a few days of classes, it will be summer vacation for wheat harvesting, autumn vacation for rice harvesting in one month, and winter vacation at the end of the year soon.With so many holidays in the second half of the year, how many days can I read?If you don't enroll immediately and try to catch up with the progress of the previous ones, wouldn't this year be wasted?

They came to Beijing only after passing the entrance examination in the last month of the twelfth lunar month. Before the examination, they could hardly find a house, so they could only eat and sleep in the open air in Beijing. Isn't it just to study with Mr. Song when they come back?

Now they want to study practical studies, do industry, and don't even want to go home, and they will move to live in Hanzhong University immediately!

Song Shi was very moved when he heard it.

For such hard-working students, do you still need to see if they pass the entrance examination?Even if there are those who have not passed the entrance examination, they have to be arranged to borrow and sit in, so that they can also learn knowledge, and these students cannot be disappointed.

Principal Song asked himself that he had never been so active in learning when he was a student.Now that I am a teacher, my mentality is even more different. The heart of being a good teacher has touched these students deeply, and I wish I could hold a big class immediately and talk about him for 10 minutes.

However, these students just came back from the capital, and they suffered a lot of hardships along the way. They must be arranged to rest for a day first, and then the school will prepare a quiet dormitory, so that they can study energetically.

He asked if there were any people in the city of Hanzhong Prefecture, arranged for someone to take them home to rest, and then ordered the servant: "Clean up the guest rooms, and ask the students to stay overnight. Then order people to go to the school to inform, and clear out some dormitories." , there will be new students moving in tomorrow, and they will study with the third batch of freshmen."

The servant went away as ordered, but the group of students were overwhelmed by flattery and did not even dare to say anything.

This is the courtyard where the magistrate lived, so many of them lived here with their family members, and they came in and out at night, just for fear of disturbing the rest of the adults.

Song Zhifu smiled slightly, and said lovingly and tolerantly: "You have traveled thousands of miles from the capital, and you have brought me home letters and things prepared by my family. I am emotional and reasonable, so how can I rush you back? Don't worry too much, just stay. Now, I have my own quiet place to rest."

He hadn't lived in the magistrate's courtyard since he moved in, except for the trip when Huan Ling went out with King Zhou, he basically lived in Yushi Yumen for the rest of the day.

Although now he doesn't need to find a reason, and he is right with Huan Yushi, but today there are students coming to live, and he can be a good leader who does not follow personal relationships and dedicates himself to the cause of education for a day.

He ordered someone to go to the kitchen to arrange wine and meat, and clean up the dust for these students. He took the family letter and went to the hall to read it.

The gatekeepers of the Wang's mansion now saw him as naturally as they saw the officials in the mansion, and opened the door without asking a word.

Mr. Song finally found a grand excuse, but he couldn't say it, so he went to the Yushiyuan holding his breath. Seeing Huan Ling, he insisted on giving him a crown, and begged him as a subordinate: "Today, there are people who are going to Beijing to take the exam. The students from our government returned to their hometowns, and the officials couldn't bear their running around and toiling, so they temporarily stayed in the backyard of the Hanzhong government office. But now the courtyard is too noisy, and the officials still have documents to read, so they can't stand the noise, so they had to come to ask Lord Qianxian to let them stay gone."

Mr. Huan hurriedly supported his hands, and sighed: "Why does the Song family have to do this? We are both officials in the Hanzhong government, and we have always gotten along with each other tacitly. Why do we need the word 'begging'?"

Not to mention just staying overnight, even if he borrowed everyone in his house, he didn't say "no".

"My yard is also cramped, and I can't clean up a decent guest room. If you don't mind my brother, you might as well stay in my bedroom for a night of grievances. The two of us will talk by candlelight at night." Master Huan wanted to support his subordinates and grabbed him. He led him to his bedroom with his wrist, and saw that there were embroidered pillows and brocade mats on the big kang by the window, and two sets of quilts were neatly folded inside. It looked like the place where the young couple lived.

Huan Ling saw the bed and quilt they were used to sleeping in head-on, and couldn't help but see the usual situation in front of him. Suddenly he couldn't hold back his smile, coughed lightly, and pushed Song Shi down on the edge of the kang: " Brother Song Xian sit down less, Brother Yu went to pour a glass of wine, drink it to soothe the nerves and help sleep."

Song Shi cupped his hands, and smiled shyly: "I don't dare to disturb your lord for nothing, so let me tell you some news from the village. Today, the students who lived in the government office sent a few letters from my family for my lord, mentioning that my brother In the pilot test, my lord's cousin came to the house to congratulate me, would my lord want to read this letter?"

In fact, the two of them had already learned about Brother Song's pilot test from the mansion newspaper. After Huan Sheng and the Song family got together, they hurriedly sent a letter to their cousin so that he could hold his head up in front of Song Shi.But reading the letter is not just to read the news of the pilot test, but also to see how the family is doing now from the paper and ink, and the body is still healthy, and the pain of homesickness can be explained through words.

Huan Ling went to ask for aged white wine, and asked someone to bring some exquisite side dishes, which were placed on the kang table together with two silver candlesticks. While drinking, he listened to Song Shi's family letters.

As he listened, he somehow went around to the other side of the table, and even brought his own wine glass over, poured the wine and fed it to Song Zhifu's lips. The river prawns were handed to him.

Song Zhifu's lips were bright red and his face was slightly drunk. After reading a letter, he suddenly remembered that he was a poor subordinate who had come to join Lord Qian Xian, and he should serve him.He packed up the letters, and poured two more glasses of wine to toast to His Excellency, but Lord Huan held his wrist and refused the glass of wine: "These are the official ones that serve the Song family, and it is not enough to return them as they are." .”

His gaze was like a hook, and he hooked a mark on Song Shi's face, pressed his index finger between his lips, and said with a smile: "There is a saying that everyone gets drunk without drinking, and I am too drunk now, so I dare not drink too much. Mr. Song must bring something more touching than fine wine to repay the favor."