"Zhenzhu, quickly kick the shuttlecock to Sister Ru, and Sister Ru will kick it to me..."
In the yard of the Su family, three little girls were playing shuttlecock in the yard.
One is dressed as a maid, and the other two are dressed like young ladies.
"Two little girls, come here quickly to meet someone."
Su Xian Cheng led the people to the courtyard, and then greeted them with a smile.
Thinking that the others were girls, Zeng Qi quickly lowered his eyelids and did not dare to look directly at the girls. He only raised his hands and bowed politely.
"Grandfather (grandfather)~"
When Gu Shuning heard the call, she pulled her cousin and trotted over happily, casting a curious look at Zeng Qi.
"Hey." Su Xian Cheng introduced with a smile: "This is the boy from the Zeng family, Zeng Ziqi, Ning Yatou. In two days, you will return to Beijing with your uncle."
"I haven't seen you for a few years. Your father must have missed you. Ruya, your sister, and the Zeng family boy will go to visit your grandmother first."
Su Luru is his little granddaughter, only about half a year older than Gu Shuning.
When the Su county magistrate came back, the porter said that the magistrate had asked him to go to the Yamen when he came back, so he could not stay at home with his little guest.
"Yes, Grandpa."
After the two little girls agreed, Su Xian Cheng hurried to the county government office.
Gu Shuning saw Zeng Qi at a glance. His grandmother and grandfather praised him to the sky. What did they say about him becoming his husband-in-law in the future?
"Little brother, can you play shuttlecock?"
"I won't answer the girl's question~"
I didn't expect that this girl, as beautiful as a fairy, would take the initiative to talk to me.
Zeng Qi was a little nervous and annoyed, complaining that he still knew too few things, and he couldn't even kick a shuttlecock...
Gu Shuning had no choice but to settle for the next best thing and said, "Then... can you pick floral threads?"
"It's a little game of using a line to pick out various patterns."
Zeng Qi continued to shake his head in embarrassment. He didn't know how to play with this either.
Gu Shuning was a little disappointed and continued to ask: "Then what do you know?"
What is a husband?
she does not know!
My grandmother and aunt told themselves that my husband was their lifelong playmate.
Since they are lifelong playmates, what can the two of them do when they don’t know how to play?
Big eyes and small eyes?
Hearing this, Zeng Qi quickly replied: "I...I can endorse things faster, I can also wash clothes, make slingshots, make wine, and..."
She also herds pigs...
In the middle of speaking, he suddenly paused, he knew these things.
In front of these noble ladies, they are probably all things that cannot be put on the stage, right?
"Will there be so many?"
Gu Shuning's eyebrows stretched instantly. She didn't even know how to make a slingshot or make wine.
"Little brother, you are really capable. Let's go see grandma first, and then you can teach me how to make a slingshot. I want to knock the bird off my roof."
"It always disturbs my nap. It's so annoying. The servants can't catch it."
She likes friends who know more than herself and are better at playing than she is. Only in this way can it be fun for everyone to play together.
Zeng Qi followed the two girls and couldn't help but smile when he heard the Gu girl's muttering. The girl actually thought he was capable of what he knew?
The girl is also... too innocent and cute!
Gu Chen was very dedicated to cultivating his future son-in-law.
First of all, based on the words and deeds of his father-in-law, Gu Chen knew that the money should be spent appropriately, without being too hasty or distant.
Therefore, Gu Chen only prepared a small yard for him in the front yard.
There are pens, inks, paper and inkstones, but they are ordinary and can be used.
The same is true for clothes in all seasons. Ordinary cotton clothes can keep warm without sewing patches.
If you want to wear gold, silver, silk and satin, that is impossible.
But you have to eat three meals a day together, and eating is the best way to get closer.
Secondly, you must find a good husband, not someone who is scheming and incompetent, so as not to teach good children bad things.
Huang Zicheng is a typical guy who likes to be a teacher but has limited abilities.
Of course, he was also a loyal minister and refused to surrender to Zhu Di before his death.
Having said that, after the test next year, Huang Zicheng and Qi Tai can meet, right?
Qi Tai is not called Qi Tai yet, his name is Qi De. Tai is the name given by Lao Zhu.
Gu Chen looked around and finally caught his eye on a student of the great Confucian Su Boheng.
An Yiyi.
Su Boheng was Song Lian's favorite disciple and a descendant of Su Zhe, a famous figure in the Northern Song Dynasty. He was also a famous Confucian in the early Ming Dynasty.
He repeatedly refused Lao Zhu's employment, which aroused Lao Zhu's dissatisfaction.
What, are you looking down on us? Don’t you want to be an official of my Ming Dynasty?
Therefore, Lao Zhu casually found an excuse for the memorial being wrong.
Gah!
So, don't talk about resigning anymore. Gu Chen has completely given up on this path. He is now calmly waiting for the death of our emperor.
The only way out is to survive Lao Zhu.
As for An Yiyi, he has never entered the officialdom, and he only wants to be a teacher and knowledgeable, and he has never been cared about by Lao Zhu.
He opened a school in Yingtian Mansion, called Qinxing School, which adopted Laozi's teachings: when a scholar hears the Tao and practices it diligently, it specializes in teaching students who have not yet become scholars.
Gu Chen was going to stuff Zeng Jie in and ask him to cultivate a son-in-law for him who would not care about politics, only know how to be an academic, and not dangerous.
Although in real history, Zeng Jie did indeed become such an official.
May your official career go smoothly and live in peace.
The Gu family's ancestral hall is temporarily placed in the original Tu family's ancestral hall.
The Tu family's ancestor tablets have been removed, so now only the Gu family ancestors' tablets need to be placed.
First, draw the tablet, then invite the husband, calculate the days, and finally hold a grand ceremony and invite the ancestors to the ancestral hall to enjoy it. This is the end.
Han Yike traced the tablet with gold powder while looking at the calligraphy treasure in front of him in the ancestral hall.
"Among our censors, no, all the civil and military officials of the dynasty, you are the only one who can personally think of the perfect match and criticize His Highness the Crown Prince, Guangxi."
The prince's teacher, Mr. Song Lian, did not have this honor either.
Of course, it's also possible that the Song family, whose family has a scholarly reputation, doesn't need it.
"Yes, His Royal Highness is indeed very kind to students."
He had saved his mother and his son, how could he not be kind to him?
Isn’t it nice to be embarrassed?
Although it is just a black sesame glutinous rice dumpling, after all, he was taught the Four Books and Five Classics by a great Confucian since he was a child, so he is not as shameless as Lao Zhu, right?
"Master Gu is a loyal, loyal and good minister. His Royal Highness is naturally good to you."
At this time, Yu Min took the tablet and pulled Ding Ting over.
"By the way, Mr. Han and Mr. Gu, have you heard that the taxes in Taiping and Zhenjiang Prefectures have been drastically reduced in the past two years?"
"Also last year's autumn grain in Zhejiang should have been handed over 4.5 million shi."
"But the Ministry of Finance only handed over more than three million stones. Among them... is there a ghost?"
Although there have been disasters in Jiangsu and Zhejiang in recent years, they shouldn't have been so severe, right?
As the censor of Zuoqiandu, Gu Chen and Fan Congwen, the censor of Qiandu on the right, were in charge of thirteen supervisory censorships, patrolling prefectures and counties, and specializing in the inspection and impeachment of officials.
To put it simply, it is the supervisory censor of the thirteen tracts in the Ming Dynasty. He has the power to manage and order, and is equivalent to being in charge.
Of course, the final decision-making power still lies with the capital censor and deputy capital censor, but he can still make his own decision on such a small matter as secret inspection.
"What does the teacher think?"
Gu Chen threw the question to Han Yike. Of course he knew that Guo Huan's case was coming.
But what to say?
This matter is very serious, so let the bosses make their own decisions.
As a fourth-grade official, he not only has to take care of the affairs of the thirteen supervisory censors, but also keeps an eye on the work of the censors who patrol the city.
Well, the city patrol censor is responsible for inspecting the public security management of the five cities in the east, west, south, north, and middle of the capital, hearing lawsuits, arresting thieves, etc.
Also, including inspecting the officials in the capital, to see if there is any prostitution happening.
Since the Yushitai was changed to the Metropolitan Procuratorate, everyone no longer has to go secretly to investigate in the middle of the night.
Now they all lead people, put on official uniforms, and go directly to the brothel for screening.
None of this is important. What is important is that not only has Gu Chen's salary increased several times, but his work has also increased several times.
I can't bear it, I'm tired!
"You are now a fourth-grade officer, not much lower than me. You can make your own decisions about things like this. Do you think we should investigate?"
Han Yike continued to trace the tablet without changing his expression, and then threw the question back.
Since he could guess the emperor's thoughts, he became even more reluctant to let him make the decision in everything.
The child who doesn't know how to make decisions will never grow up.
If you help him in everything and protect him, then you are simply harming him.
