After Xu He left, Xu Dai kept saying: "Brother, that boy is arrogant and rude to his elders. You actually rewarded him with five taels of silver?"
Xu Song was a little tired, so he glanced at his younger brother.
Xu Dai was a talented poet. He was once invited to write a couplet at the Gaomei Pavilion in Bailu Cave: "The peaks are already comfortable, and there is even the highest pavilion." People at the time praised him endlessly.
But he also has his own problems, because Xu Dai was born after his father Xu Fan won the Jinshi, so he developed the habits of a rich man, studying, studying, fishing and setting up nets, treating people, and being prosperous.
In the end, he wasted half his life on the way to the imperial examination. At the age of forty, he was rewarded by his father and became an eighth-grade official under the supervision of the Nanjing Metropolitan Procuratorate.
He patiently analyzed it for his second brother: "Someone from the Huang family has just won the Jinshi, and there are vague signs of success. If they don't cause trouble for others, how can the orphans and widows of the Xu He family cause trouble?"
"Besides, don't you know what's going on in the Clan Academy? Your son Xu Luan is tyrannizing there, making the Clan Academy a mess. Xu Hexian has heard about it, how can he jump in and suffer the injustice?"
The two brothers spoke naturally and straightforwardly, but Xu Dai was blushing at the words spoken by his eldest brother.
He gritted his teeth and cursed: "I will take care of this unimproved bastard when I get back!"
Xu Song sighed and said nothing more. Although his second brother wanted to deal with his son Xu Luan, he never mentioned that he wanted Xu Luan to go to Yin County. It seemed that the Feng family in Yin County had to find a way to refuse.
Although the Feng family's reputation has gradually declined over the years, it is still favored by some people among scholars. The Xu family's choice to regret their marriage at this time will inevitably make other people laugh at them for "burning bridges across the river."
It’s difficult!
Xu Song rubbed his eyebrows, and the look of worry on his face increased by two points.
Seeing this, Xu Dai asked: "Brother, isn't it just the junior's business? Don't take it to heart. You have a good rest. I'll just go down below and give you instructions for other things!"
Xu Song shook his head: "I have been a Jinshi for more than thirty years, and no one in my family has succeeded in studying. In these years, my Xu family has never produced a single Jinshi, not to mention Jinshi!"
Seeing the indifferent look on his second brother's face, Xu Song said earnestly: "I know you think it's good now, but have you ever thought about where the Xu family will go after I die and everyone leaves?"
Xu Dai said without hesitation: "Then there is no need to deal with a junior who has not even been born as a child..."
Xu Song said solemnly: "Stupid! In our generation of poetry and book heirs, if there are people in the family who are successful in reading, they should be treated equally regardless of the big or small sect! Then Xu He can understand the meaning of the Four Books after three years of studying, and he has also dabbled in "Poetry" and articles. What's more, such a talent is from our own clan, if you don't win over him, are you planning to push him out?"
Xu Dai agreed on his face, but he disagreed in his heart: "Do you really think it is so easy to study and become an official? The imperial examination does not matter one step at a time, just talking about eight-legged composition, it is just a slap in the face and blood on the hand. It was learned by force. Xu He was a child Come on, bigger may not be better!”
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Let's not express what the two heads of the family were thinking. Just say that when Xu He came home from Xu Song's house in the dark, it was already raining lightly.
When he got home, Ms. Xie was standing at the door waiting for her son worriedly.
Seeing Xu He, Xie immediately opened an umbrella to welcome him out: "Son, why is Uncle Song looking for you?"
Seeing his mother's cautious look, Xu Song felt warm in his heart: "It's okay, it's just that my uncle heard that I passed the county criminal examination and encouraged me to study hard in the future, and also gave my son a reward of five taels of silver!"
"Five taels!" Xie exclaimed.
The price of one tael of silver during the Zhizheng period of the Wei Dynasty was equivalent to more than a thousand yuan in later generations.
He got five to six thousand at once, which was a huge sum of money for Mr. Xie.
"I heard your father say before that there is a golden house in the book, but now that I think about it, it is indeed true!"
Xu He's father, Xu Wei, had also passed the scholar examination in those years, and Xu He's family could be regarded as a farming and studying family. Xie learned from her husband the importance of studying, which is why she wanted to support Xu He in studying no matter how hard it was.
Seeing that his mother was sad, Xu He quickly helped her into the house to rest.
After washing up and going to bed, Xu He, who was used to sleeping on Simmons, couldn't sleep on the hard wooden bed.
Today's events flashed through his mind like a movie.
This was the first time since he came to this world that he had calmed down and thought.
Others who traveled through time were either emperors or princes, and at last they were the illegitimate sons of the emperor.
Fortunately for me, here comes Xiao Zong's concubine. When we meet, we almost give him a free trip three thousand miles away.
It's a good thing that I didn't mess around when I was in school, otherwise I would really have lost my life today.
Thinking of this, he suddenly jumped up from the bed.
"Yes, I am a time traveler. Isn't it logical that I shouldn't be given a golden finger?"
He looked at the bedroom in the moonlight: "Maybe there is something good!"
I saw him grabbing the writing brush, ink stone and quilt and checking them one by one, but found nothing. He even knocked every brick of the earth wall...
"He'er, go to bed early, you have to study tomorrow morning!"
"Forehead……"
Wrong direction? Does the treasure require blood to be recognized as its owner?
Looking at the pen tip, which was balder than the director's head, Xu He gave up the idea of holding hands with a knife.
"Could it be that a god gave me Linchuan's brush in a dream? Or is it Jiang Lang's five-color brush?"
Xu He quickly went to bed and lay down to have a good sleep.
But the old god didn't come, but his stomach was growling with hunger.
"No, let's think about how this family can make money first!"
Although five taels of silver could last for a while, in Xu He's memory, in order for him to go to school, Xie borrowed a lot of foreign debts, and he had to borrow money from his uncle countless times.
"My uncle has three liang. It's important to prepare some gifts when you come to pay the money, otherwise your face will not look good!"
"Uncle Jia owes three dollars!"
"Master Xie's repair has been delayed for more than a month. If he doesn't get it, he will stand under the eaves and listen to the lecture!"
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After thinking about it for a long time, I guess I just got the five taels of silver and will have to spend them all before I can warm them up.
Xu He, who was married in his previous life, knows that no matter what kind of society it is, it is okay to be single now. When you have a wife and children, you think you are a good husband if you don't smoke or drink. But in the end, you find that you can't even be a good man if you don't have money.
It’s not like Xu He never thought about making glass, inventing cement, and making steel.
However, back then they were divided into arts and sciences, and he was famous for being partial to subjects.
If history and politics could create cement, Xu He would not have to worry now.
"Sure enough, he is a useless scholar!" Thinking of this, Xu He sighed and stared blankly at the thatched roof.
At this time, he thought about Huang Youcai again, and wondered how County Magistrate Li would deal with him after the county examination.
But there is no doubt that he will never pass the county examination.
"In this way, the hatred has deepened, and we have to find a way to end this mess..."
At this time, the light rain outside the window gradually stopped, and the sky was filled with stars.
The early spring night wind blew the window lattice and made the warped window paper rattle.
In this monotonous voice, Xu He gradually fell into sleep.
