The Du family woman who received Cheng Xi was a woman in her thirties, Mrs. Du's daughter-in-law.
She was a very graceful woman, with a bit of bookishness between her eyebrows, and she spoke softly but made people feel extremely comfortable. The two of them got along very well.
Cheng Xi looked at her calmly, sighing secretly that this was a model for a famous lady.
Little did he know that Mrs. Du opposite was also surprised. As the topic continued to deepen, her original carelessness had long since faded away, and the smile on her face became much more sincere.
"I knew that Zijing was blessed, so he would be able to catch up with the additional examination in autumn."
"Your Majesty's kindness allows students all over the world to express their ambitions."
Unknowingly, half an hour passed, and the two became more and more interested in each other. Those who didn't know it thought they were best friends who had known each other for many years.
On the way here, Cheng Xi learned about the general situation of the Du family. Mrs. Du has two sons and one daughter. The eldest son is an official in Beijing and his daughter is already married. The second son is the wife of Huaiyuan Academy. He is married to Zhang and has two sons. He is eleven or twelve years old and is still studying and understanding.
Mrs. Du has passed away, and there are no concubines in the Du family. After such a series of related people, the only Du family daughter involved in Lin'an Mansion is the Zhang family in front of her, who is also the matron of the family.
Wow~
What kind of fairy family is the Du family? It's so harmonious.
Cheng Xi was very sure that Mrs. Zhang had a good relationship with Master Du Er, and it could be seen from her facial features that she lived a happy life.
"I don't have anything to do at home. Sister Xiaoxi can come and sit here often."
"Thank you, Sister Yaru, for the invitation. I will definitely come to bother you in the future."
When a familiar maid came in to report, Cheng Xi knew that the conversation of the people in front had come to an end.
Chen Xingluo's figure soon appeared outside the door, and Cheng Xi walked out of Du's house with him under Mrs. Du's thoughtful eyes.
"Ma'am, do you want to go shopping again?"
"Okay, it's a blessing to be able to see the beauty of Huaiyuan Academy."
The two of them wandered along the main road from the "Family Courtyard". Perhaps due to the impact of the snowstorm, there were not many students returning to study after the New Year, and they only met a few people on the road.
"Is Zijing the name your father chose for you?"
"Yes, my mother died young and my father's health was not very good. He wanted me to have a good life."
Chen Xingluo's eyes were complicated. Whether it was his previous life or a new life, his experience was far from this wish.
But...he will definitely be able to protect his family and make them worry-free in this life.
Cheng Xi also realized that this topic was a bit heavy, so he changed his attention.
"Do Mr. Jiang and Master Du know each other? I thought they would come to visit the dean of the academy."
"My husband has been an official in the court for decades, and he was a Jinshi in the same discipline as Mr. Jiang. However, he had no ambition to be in the court. He resigned ten years ago and returned to Lin'an Prefecture to teach and educate people."
Chen Xingluo said, "Now Xie Wenbin, the magistrate of Lin'an Prefecture, is your son-in-law. Mr. Jiang intends to recommend him to take over the post of magistrate."
"..." So this is to say hello to my father-in-law in advance?
This thought lasted in Cheng Xi's mind for a second, "Since they came to discuss it, they are inseparable. It seems that Mr. Jiang has a heavy weight in His Majesty's heart."
"Master Xie is the most suitable candidate."
Zhizhou was the highest local chief executive, his father-in-law had many connections, and he was not yet the Prime Minister. Even if the emperor chose him with his eyes closed, he would be his choice.
"The Prime Minister will also interfere, right?"
"The capital is bustling now. The snowstorm has delayed a lot of news, and he is beyond his reach."
Chen Xingluo took the lead in walking up the stone steps to the highest point and reached back.
Cheng Xi relied on his strength to take a step forward, and the scenery suddenly opened up. The mountains and plains were filled with tender green that had appeared recently, showing full of vitality.
This is the best viewing area. You can have a panoramic view of the entire academy, and you can still vaguely see Fucheng Street at the foot of the mountain.
"What a great place."
The person who originally chose to build the academy here was definitely a
Talent, if any student is not in a good mood, I guess if he stands here for a while, he will be open-minded and nothing will happen to him.
Compared with the endless sea, Cheng Xi prefers the feeling of standing on a high place and overlooking it.
"Ma'am, do you like it here?"
"like."
Cheng Xi nodded and changed her tone, "But I prefer Shenjia Village."
Chen Xingluo was startled when he heard this, and looked at her with his dark eyes, tightening his slender fingers slightly, "Then let's go home?"
"Okay, go home."
The days in Shenjia Village were very pleasant.
Cheng Xi repeated the same thing every day. He taught Shen Xingqi fighting skills for an hour in the morning, and spent the rest of the time studying medicine. In a short period of time, he had mastered two tomes on herbal medicine.
Chen Xingluo was busier than before. Sometimes he would go out with Fuguang for a whole day. Even when he stayed in Shenjia Village, he would often stay in the study room. There were more and more books on the bookshelf.
However, those books were not just for imperial examinations. There were many account books and anecdotes compiled into volumes.
By the time the news came that the new governor of Lin'an Prefecture had taken office, it was already mid-May.
At that time, Shennong Mountain behind the village was lush and green, and it had returned to its former glory. The potato seedlings planted in the ground had grown taller, and even the soybean seedlings had grown taller.
The wooden door of the farmyard was pushed open, and Shen Xingluo walked in, all wet.
"it's raining outside?"
"The spring rain isn't heavy, so it's okay."
"It's better to be careful. I'm going to make some ginger soup."
Cheng Xi put down the prepared medicinal ingredients and walked towards the kitchen. By the time she cut the ginger slices and put the jujubes in the pot to cook, Shen Xingluo had already changed out of his clothes.
"Fuguang and Su Zhan didn't come back with you?"
"There are still some things in the city. Su Zhan stayed behind to deal with them. Fuguang followed the Hongwei Escort out of Lin'an Mansion."
Chen Xingluo drank a cup of freshly brewed black tea, feeling a little warmer in his stomach.
Cheng Xi poured herself a glass, "Drink less. There will be ginger soup later. You must drink that."
Although their systems are much better than those of ordinary people, they still need to prevent colds. The granular cold medicine cannot be used directly, so they can only use ginger soup instead.
[Is the lady calling me? I'm here, I'm here, I'm here! 】
"...I didn't call you, just keep turning off the microphone."
【 ̄へ ̄】
[But little sister, you haven’t talked to me for a long time~]
"You are so happy making money now, do you still need someone to accompany you?"
It’s just unified, there are so many demands, why don’t you go to heaven.
[Hey, young man, it’s not a burden to have more money. Who can make more money with money? 】
"..." That's the truth.
Cheng Xi was speechless for a long time, and glanced at the personal interface with consciousness. The balance of the interstellar coins was changing almost every second.
A trip to the apocalypse not only paid off a huge debt, but also opened a small shop that can make money at any time. Even if they are not in the apocalypse, they still have Xiao Wan to help take care of it. This feeling is simply not very satisfying.
This is also the reason why the two of them lived very casually after returning to ancient times.