Of course, what Wang Yan asked was nonsense. After all, at this moment, Hao Shou was really poor and could only study to become an official. No matter how good his studies were, no one would give up such an opportunity if they could.
Listening to the sound of reading inside, Wang Baoqing recalled the time when he was enlightened. He nodded heavily: "I think, but the family is poor and can't afford it." He was well-informed, and it seemed that the young master had an idea to help him continue his studies. He couldn't help but He looked at the gentle and kind-hearted man who was smiling with hope.
This is the truth. If nothing else, it is said that Su Shi, father and son, passed through the exam, and the family that was originally a wealthy family in Meishan went bankrupt. Food, drink, entertainment, outings to visit friends, pen, ink, paper, books and materials, etc., are all money. And I have to take a break from work and study hard. For a tenant family like Wang Baoqing who had no money left, it was because of Wang Baoqing's kindness that he could enlighten him.
Because this private elementary school in Wangjiazhuang, the place and the houses were built jointly by families in the village. The master in the school was supported by Wang Yan with money. Of course, there are also some cultivators who should be given, and they should be responsible for the master's food. The little kids here are all literate and pretty good.
Wang Yan smiled and patted his small shoulder. Without saying anything else, he stepped to the door of the school. Just as he stood still, shaking his head and shaking his head, the sound of reading changed from rustling to silent, and a pair of children's smart eyes focused on the young man at the door.
The old master who taught also noticed the children's movements and looked at Wang Yan at the door: "Master."
Wang Yan rubbed the head of the little fat man sitting at the door and said with a smile: "You must read the books of sages seriously and never slack off."
The little fat man scratched his head in embarrassment and grinned stupidly at the senior official. He was the first to stop.
After saying this, Wang Yan called the old master to speak.
"I wonder why the high official came to see me?"
The master's surname was Zhang, who was nearly fifty years old. He came from a poor family and had not been successful for many years. Seeing that he could no longer take the exam, he brought his old wife here to teach for the rest of his life, in order to earn some money for his son's education. His 30-year-old son is studying at an unknown mountain academy outside. His wife and children live here with Mr. Zhang and his old wife. Firstly, he takes care of the old couple, secondly, it is convenient for him to study, and he also saves money. Of course, the main thing is His son cannot be taken care of.
"Master Zhang, are there any problems in school or in life?"
Master Zhang cupped his hands and said, "Thanks to the high officials, everything is fine."
Wang Yan nodded and said: "Master Zhang is getting older. It will be very tiring to teach so many children by one person. I intend to expand the school, firstly to reduce Master's fatigue, and secondly, to provide students with different academic progress according to their age. According to the situation, teaching should be done separately. At that time, Master Zhang, you only taught the Hundred Family Surnames and Thousand-Character Classics. There was another Master who only taught the Four Books, another Master taught the Five Classics, and another Master taught calligraphy.
I wonder if Master has any good old friends? You can invite them to come to my Wangjiazhuang to enlighten children and preach to their ancestors. As for the treatment, Xiao Ke hereby guarantees that he will not be inferior to Master Zhang. The details can be discussed in detail when he comes. When the time comes, Master will be the first headmaster of Wangjiazhuang Elementary School, and his salary will naturally increase. I wonder what Master wants? "
The mountains and rivers here are beautiful, the four seasons are different, the people are simple, the rich are kind, and the treatment is more generous. It is such a good thing, there is no reason to refuse. Master Zhang only pondered for a few breaths and then responded: "A high official has a poor heart at heart, and doing good deeds to accumulate virtue is really a good thing. Why don't I try my best? I will write a few letters later and invite my friends to come. When the time comes, And it’s up to the senior officials to decide.”
"Master, please rest assured. Even if he cannot be retained as a professor, Xiaoke will give him generous gifts. Master's old friend's good intentions will not be in vain."
"So good, so good."
Seeing Master Zhang's spirits rising for a moment, unlike the previous one who looked like he couldn't live, Wang Yan smiled and said goodbye, then wandered around the village for a while.
For Wang Daguan's rare arrival, the people at home in Wangjiazhuang still welcomed him very much. Of course, it doesn't matter if they don't welcome you. After all, the land they farm belongs to other people, and when the old boss and his wife died of illness, the eldest young man was only fifteen years old. He managed to stabilize such a large business at such a young age. They are really good, but Baozheng takes over them. There is power and virtue, there are jujubes and sticks, they are all respect and love from the heart...
He had no other purpose in coming here, just to take a look at what the living standards were like in the neighboring areas.
It is always said that the rich will be rich and the rich will be rich, but the rich are always the gentry. When it comes to the poor people in the village, that won't work. Except for two small landowners with dozens of acres of land, the lives of other people in Wangjiazhuang are not miserable, but they are definitely miserable. There is basically nothing at home, and most of the clothes we wear are rags with lots of patches. There are seven or eight households that raise pigs, sheep, and cattle. Every household has chickens and ducks. They mainly raise food to supplement food and swim in the river. , you can make a good living by digging in the ground, and you can lay eggs to supplement nutrition for the elderly and children. There are many people and many things to do, so it’s basically just a matter of making do, as long as it’s a bit hard and tiring enough to make you die.
After looking around, briefly understanding the situation with people, and talking about the expansion of the school, which required help from each family, Wang Yan lay down on the carriage and drove to the tailgate, leaving only two walls and a roof in the carriage. Inside, the nurse was driving the car on the ground. The young Wang Baoqing was sitting in the front room next to the car's shaft, blowing the cool wind, dangling his little feet, and headed towards Yanggu County.
There is nothing unusual about Yanggu County. It is in the style of an ancient city, surrounded by high walls and equipped with fortifications. A team of gatekeepers at the door, as well as a few clerks, were hiding in the shade, checking the goods of passers-by. They collected taxes, the city gate tax.
Of course Wang Yan didn't bring goods into the city, so he didn't say much. In fact, his business paid very little tax. After all, everyone from the county government to the county magistrate and the unknown petty officials are friends. Compared with paying business tax, it is obvious that generous gifts between friends are a good choice for both parties to consolidate friendship and deepen connections. It is truly a win-win situation.
After getting off the carriage at the city gate, Wang Yan approached the city gate quietly with his hands behind his back. From a distance, Bing Yong and the other officials began to greet him: "I haven't seen you for a while. Mr. Wang is in even higher spirits."
Responding to this bunch of lax little bastards who looked like no elite soldiers and were bullying others, Wang Yan waved his hand and said, "For a little money, I would like to invite all of you adults to have a drink to celebrate."
"Thank you for the reward, high official." The leader happily took the broken silver from Wang Baoqing's hand, and joined the others in thanking the big head.
Wang Yan smiled and returned the greeting, then turned around and sneaked into the city.
Although the map of Dasong is small, it is mostly a sacred land with a population of 100 million. Given such a large territory, coupled with the fact that land annexation has not been suppressed and commerce and trade are indeed developed, the population flow is relatively large, and the population in the city is still relatively dense.
However, there are many people in the city, but there are only a few people with rosy faces and neat clothes. The majority are those who are having a hard time, and they are all trying to earn their lives. There is nothing special about it except for the quaint buildings that are eye-catching. The environment is pretty good. I can't say it's clean, but it's not as dirty as expected.
Although there is no awareness of protecting the environment these days, people generally still have some sense of charity regarding the place where they live. When donkeys and carriages enter the city, their own people clean up the dumplings they pull. Of course, it’s fine if you don’t clean them up. It’s not a big problem if you just give them dozens of sticks and fine them some money. Compared with the earlier punishment of "cutting off the hands of those who abandon justice", it is much better.
And now, if it weren't for Wu Dalang and Pan Jinlian, no one would know that the environment in this small county town named Yanggu should be a paradise compared to Europe in the middle ages.
"Master Wang, Master Wang, it's so sweet to eat peaches. I knew that Master Wang was coming to the city today, so I picked them specially for you."
Not long after he left, there was a kid about the same age as Wang Baoqing wearing a boy bun, holding a basket and swinging in front of Wang Yan, shouting loudly.
"The Romance of Fairy Wood"
This is Wu Dalang's little friend, the kid named Brother Yun. As for why we didn’t sell pears, we sold peaches instead. It’s just over June now, and the pears are not yet ripe, but the peaches are.
Wang Yan casually picked up a peach and washed it with water from a nearby merchant. Kacha ate half of it in one bite and said, "It's not bad. Let's load it on the car."
"Hey, thank you, Mr. Wang."
Seeing him laughing and taking money from Bao Qing, Wang Yan smiled and said, "What's your name?"
"Replying to the words of senior officials, the little bitch named Yun Ge, they all call me that."
"Brother Yun, I want to eat pancakes today. If you go shopping in the streets, do you know which one is delicious?"
"The pancakes at Li Ji Restaurant in the east are delicious and the pancakes are big and not expensive."
Wang Yan nodded, dismissed the boy with a few casual words, and continued walking slowly on the street.
Wang Baoqing, who was following behind, expressed his enthusiasm: "Master, shall I go to Liji to buy cooking cakes?"
"I'll just pass by later and sell it. There's no rush."
That's what he asked, just to see if Wu Dalang was coming. After all, Wu Song hid in Chai Jin for more than a year before fighting the tiger. Wu Dalang married Pan Jinlian shortly after Wu Song left. It didn't take long before he couldn't stand the rumors there and came to Yanggu County. If Wu Dalang comes, then Brother Yun will definitely recommend Wu Dalang's cooking cakes. After all, if it comes down to it, Wu Dalang is pretty good to Brother Yun. The two of them work together to sell things, and they get along very well.
Now that Brother Yun didn't say anything, Wu Dalang didn't come either.
The guard who was driving the car said hello and went to his Wang family's wine shop to wait. Wang Yan just walked around with his boy, saying hello to familiar people along the way. He was well-known in Yanggu County, and many people knew him. Even those who don’t know him know about him. After all, he was eighteen years old, had a huge family fortune, was born tall and strong, and looked very upright, a typical tall, rich and handsome man.
Wandering like this, I arrived in front of a teahouse before I knew it. There was a pergola set up outside and there were two tables. An old lady was sitting there, feeling sleepy. Seeing Official Wang coming over, he stood up from afar and said, "Master, you are in great spirits today. It's so hot that people can't bear it. Why don't you come here and have a bowl of sour plum soup to whet your appetite? You'll also have the appetite to eat more at noon." As he spoke, he diligently wiped the stool.
Who else is this old lady? She is none other than Mrs. Wang who hooked up Ximen Qing and Pan Jinlian and participated in Dalang's medicine-taking activities.
Wang Yan nodded and said, "Then let's have a bowl. It's summer and it's really hard to eat."
Although Wang Po had already wiped it once, Wang Baoqing still trotted forward and wiped it twice with his sleeves before letting Wang Yan go and sit down, and then consciously stood behind the eldest young master.
"Wang Po, bring me a pot. Baoqing, you can sit down and drink too. It's okay."
"Thank you, Master."
"Hey, look, look, high officials are kind-hearted. You're lucky. But if I ask around Yunzhou, there are a few people like the high officials who treat their subordinates so kindly." Grandma Wang scooped up the food. A pot of sour plum soup was brought to the table, and he poured it into two bowls. He couldn't stop talking: "Master, you are not young now. It's time for you to get married and spread your love, right? Don't you have a girl you like?" "
Wang Yan looked at the house diagonally opposite and shook his head.
"Why don't the old lady look for the high-ranking official?"
This time, Wang Baoqing didn't even use Wang Yan to speak. He glared at the old lady and said, "Are you worthy of introducing my wife to my young master?"
Seeing that Wang Yan had no expression, Wang Poaiyou clapped her hands: "The old woman wants to see a beautiful little lady and wants to be a concubine for a high official. What can I do to find a real wife? So that the high official will know about it, then Ximen Qing, the second concubine of the high-ranking official Ximen is what the old lady told me."
"Don't bother Madam Wang." As he spoke, Wang Yan looked at the group of people swarming towards the opposite side.
The leader was a man with sharp eyebrows and a square face, his eyes were bright, he was walking with a high head and a flower in his head, followed by two young men and four strong men with big arms and round waists holding knives. He is very imposing and looks like a powerful figure.
Of course, the person who came was indeed powerful, and Wang Po had already greeted him with a grin on his face.
"Official Ximen, come and have a bowl of sour plum soup at my old lady's place, and you can also talk to Official Wang. You are all important people in the county. We finally met, so it's time to chat."
Ximen Qing laughed and walked over and sat down opposite: "Brother Wang Xian, I haven't seen you for a long time. How are you doing lately?"
"It turned out to be quite good."
"Oh? So it's not good now, but why, Brother Wang Xian?"
Wang Yan looked at Ximen Qing with a smile, and Ximen Qing also looked at him with a smile. Soon, the two of them laughed loudly together.
"Brother Ximen is really interesting."
"Hey, what the hell." Ximen Qing took a big sip of sour plum soup and said with a smile: "Brother Xian, the prices of crude drugs have changed recently. You also make crude drugs, so you should pay more attention..."
This is what Wang Fusheng said before about Ximen Qing's actions. Because he has a large business and has some control over raw materials, he suppresses Lao Wang's pharmacy through a back-and-forth price war. At the same time, he also made trouble with others in the wine shop and damaged his reputation. The cloth shop has come out with new dyeing recipes and new colors. Take action from multiple parties and strike comprehensively. He wanted to swallow up several of his properties in Yanggu County. After that, he risked his life to make money and occupied the fields and houses in Wangjiazhuang. He was very ambitious.
"Thank you for reminding me." Wang Yan smiled and nodded, staring at Ximen Qing's face carefully: "To be honest with you, brother Ximen, I have recently been studying the science of divination and fortune-telling. With my superficial reading skills, brother Ximen is afraid of a bloody disaster recently. , you should also pay more attention."
Ximen Qing was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then laughed loudly: "I'm afraid my dear brother is not good at reading. I have long heard that my dear brother is good at martial arts. I have also practiced martial arts, and I know how to use both hands to do basic tricks. With me as a nurse, I think I can do it." I'm afraid it will be difficult to suffer a bloody disaster. However, my dear brother, you are the only one in the family. You have no parents above you, no relatives outside, and no family records at home. Wouldn't it be a pity for others to get this great family fortune? You should be more careful."
"Whether it is you, the high official of Ximen, who suffered a bloody disaster, or whether someone else got the family property from me, Wang, let's see." Wang Yan stood up with a smile, symbolically cupped his hands, and let Wang Baoqing pay the bill, and continued walking. Look at this street scene from more than 900 years ago...
"High official."
Hearing the greeting from his guard and looking at the murderous intent in his eyes, Ximen Qing shook his head: "No hurry, no rush, I want to see how capable this kid is."
Wang Po, who was hiding in the house to avoid being affected by the confrontation, ran out...
"Master, that Ximen Qing is really arrogant."
Wang Yan put his hands behind his back and said, "I've talked too much."
Wang Baoqing said oh, stopped talking, and followed the eldest young master obediently.
While walking along, looking at the environment of the county, Wang Yan was thinking about how to deal with Ximen Qing, a man who wanted to die. Either kill the family directly, or find some excuse to kill it.
Extermination of a family is a big deal, and all the government offices in the state will pay attention to it, which is quite troublesome. As for colluding with the county magistrate, it's not easy to find a reason. After all, Ximen Qing's family has a great business, and its financial strength is stronger than Wang's, so it is obviously biased towards Ximen Qing. Although Ximen Qing's family has a big business and can make more money, most people will choose the side that is more controllable. Bullying is the right way.
Thinking like this, it was soon noon, and Wang Yan immediately took his little follower to his restaurant...
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