"Ah..." came a voice, it was my aunt's voice! .
It turned out that Zhao Ping saw that something was wrong, so he immediately took out Tai Chi and got ahead of his aunt. He tried to grab the needle from Li Hanmei's hand using the "Sha Zi Jue". Unexpectedly, her needle came too fast. Although he finally grabbed the needle, he was still hit by the needle. Cutting his arm, blood immediately flowed out.
My aunt couldn't help but make a sound when she saw it, and then she fainted immediately!
When Li Hanmei saw Zhao Ping's blood, she immediately fainted!
Li Hanmei was carried into the bedroom by her uncle. The cook and mother also hurriedly helped my unconscious aunt back to the bedroom.
The doctor came over to take a look and said that there was no big problem between the two of them. He said that one was tired and frightened and fainted, and the other was tired and worried about fainting, so he prescribed calming medicine.
After asking Chun'er, her mother found out that Li Hanmei went to the street to cry and was found by Chun'er, so she bought some cloth strips with money and then made a little cloth man. By chance, she missed Zhao Ping and came back. After returning home, he wrote the word "Zhao Ping", and then hid in the woodshed to vent his anger on the villain.
After hearing this, the uncle looked at Zhao Ping and then at Li Hanmei who was sleeping. He couldn't help but shake his head and sighed deeply.
The third day is an auspicious day.
The county school held an opening ceremony for new students.
At dawn, Zhao Ping was woken up by his mother, who personally combed Zhao Ping's hair, put on a black school cap, and put on his school uniform of a gray t-shirt with a black cross-collar.
In ancient China, the entrance ceremony for new students not only had a grand "opening ceremony", but also received great attention. The "entrance ceremony" was regarded as one of the four major gifts in life, on par with coming-of-age ceremonies, weddings, and funerals.
The usual "opening ceremony" includes dressing up, performing apprenticeship ceremonies, purifying hands and mind, and enlightening one's mind with cinnabar.
Zhao Ping came to the Song Dynasty and finally experienced the ancient "opening ceremony" for himself. The opening ceremony was held in the temple.
When he arrived at the school, Zhao Ping received two resentful looks, those of Wang Zihe. Without Zhao Ping, he would be a student in Tianjia class now. And Zhao Ping's unexpected emergence once again broke the number one position that he thought was a sure shot, and made him look embarrassed in front of everyone.
Zhao Ping is in the Tianjia class, so he has to hold an apprenticeship ceremony with Yuan Xuezheng.
Zhao Ping first kowtowed to the throne of the most holy teacher Confucius, knelt on his knees and kowtowed nine times; then he kowtowed three times to Mr. Yuan Tao.
Yuan Tao is sitting on an armchair, wearing a hair crown, an underskirt, and a cardigan with a serious look on his face. After paying homage to the teacher, the students presented six rites to the teacher.
The so-called six rites of repair are the six kinds of gifts that disciples gave to their masters during the apprenticeship ceremony in ancient times. They are: celery, which means diligent and studious, and good at work; lotus seeds, which means lotus seeds are hard-working, which means painstaking education; and red beans, which means good luck. Gao Zhao; red dates, meaning early and high school; longan, meaning perfect merit; dried lean meat strips: to express the disciple's thoughts.
Since there were many gifts and there were many people at the scene, Zhao Ping only gave him a gift list and the gifts were later delivered to his husband’s home.
The prince and some students who were already in the county school did not participate in the opening ceremony and only watched as bystanders.
After Wang Zihe looked at Zhao Ping with resentful eyes, he looked at Yuan Tao again, and finally looked up at the blue sky in a daze.
After Zhao Ping finished his apprenticeship ceremony, he washed his hands in the copper basin to show that he would devote himself to studying without any distractions. Finally, Yuan Tao used a red pen to mark the center of Zhao Ping's eyebrows to express enlightenment, and then completed the opening ceremony.
It was originally a happy thing to receive someone with good quality. However, Yuan Tao became frustrated after encountering strict colleagues and friends on the road.
Master Yan was two years older than Yuan Tao, so he should be in his prime years, but he had to work hard to support his family, so much so that he already suffered from premature aging.
Without him, Strictly speaking, the original wife was able to give birth, and she survived five of eight children, but all of them were daughters.
In this era where unfilial piety is the most common thing and having no heirs is the most important thing, in order to continue the incense of the Yan family, he took the initiative to take a concubine for him. This concubine did not live up to the high expectations of the Yan family and gave birth to three children for him. , and all of them are sons. Now the three sons are twelve, ten and eight years old respectively.
This was nothing in the past. It was easy to support a family. The Song Dynasty had always been very kind to literati. Unfortunately, that was in the past.
Now, in order to fight against the Hu people, the imperial court has suffered severe financial losses every year and has to distribute excessive amounts of money.
Due to the excessive distribution of goods, prices have depreciated at least three times.
Now the salary is still the original amount, but unfortunately it has changed from copper coins to huizi, so that it is strictly necessary to copy books to support the family.
Now the three sons are growing like crazy, and they rarely even eat low-quality meat every month. This was unimaginable in the past.
Yuan Tao not only often helped Master Yan Yan, but also often introduced him to the business of writing and copying books. However, the printing industry in the Song Dynasty was extremely developed, and even imperial examination candidates could bring printed small slips of paper into the examination room, making Yan Yan's "business bleak."
Yuan Tao felt uncomfortable seeing his friend's life being so difficult, and now he was powerless even if he wanted to help.
Because the county school has held meetings for three months now, Yuan Tao still has to deal with his nagging wife at home.
Unexpectedly, when Yuan Tao returned to his small courtyard at night, his wife, who had been scowling at him recently, suddenly took the initiative to greet him. After taking his coat, he bent down to change his shoes and said, "Thank you for your hard work, officer."
Yuan Tao felt puzzled. Could it be that the sun came out from the west?
After Yuan Tao jumped over, he suddenly found that his wife still had a faint fragrance, and couldn't help but ask: "What kind of powder did you use?"
When the wife looked up, her face was even rouged. Under the light, she looked like a mature woman.
She asked in a shy and soft voice: "I want you to guess."
Not even saying that he was old, Yuan Tao felt as if he and his whole body were ten years younger, and some monkeys hurriedly helped his wife walk towards the bedroom.
After the good things between the two of them finally passed, the Hun family was so excited that they said: "Sir, the disciple you received today is from that family, and his family is from that wealthy family. Why have you never heard of this slave named Zhao Ping?" ?Guess how much he gave away?"
Later, his wife's voice even increased unknowingly.
Yuan Tao frowned and asked softly: "What did he give?"
Hunjia pinched the flesh on his waist with her hands, and then felt that it was wrong, so she even rubbed it gently and asked softly: "My lord, does it hurt?"
Yuan Tao seemed not to feel the pain on his body and said: "I didn't look at the gift list at that time, so of course I didn't know. What exactly was given?"
His wife, Yuan Qianshi, trembled, grabbed his arm tightly and said, "I have all the six rites and repairs, plus a hundred pieces of fairy soap, ten fairy furnaces, and five hundred fairy charcoal."
Yuan Tao was so shocked that he unknowingly lifted the quilt, sat up, and then punched the bed with his fist.
The wife's voice burst out laughing and said, "Why, are you too surprised? Hurry up and cover yourself with the quilt, be careful of catching a cold. I'm older now, not as good as before."
After saying that, he pressed Yuan Tao down and covered him with a quilt gently. Yuan Tao shook his head, lifted the quilt again, sat up, and said: "Surprised, but not happy!"
When Yuan Qian heard that the tone was wrong, she also lifted the quilt, sat up, and asked: "What is just a surprise and not a joy? Please explain it clearly to the slave family."
Yuan Tao immediately pressed his wife down and covered her with the quilt. After letting out a long sigh, he said, "You are in worse shape. Alas, accept the six gifts and withdraw the rest."
Yuan Qianshi suddenly sat up again, regardless of whether he covered himself with the quilt or not. While twisting the old flesh on his waist with his hands, he cried and said: "Why did I marry such a stupid nerd like you? It's something that others can't even dream of. , you actually push it out. I don’t care about this family anymore. Tomorrow, I will go back to my parents’ house, and your grandson will take it with him.”
After saying that, he found another quilt and left angrily.
Yuan Tao stretched out his hand to pull, but Yuan Qianshi dodged it.
Just as she left the house, Yuan Qian suddenly turned around and said, "You can be aloof, you can enjoy the reputation of being pure, but are your friends strict? You are helping Master Yan in private, and you are looking for an acquaintance. Don't think I don't know?"
Yuan Tao swayed a few times, covered his face with the quilt and fell asleep.
Yuan Qian turned around and came back, covering Yuan Tao with a quilt. After thinking for a while, he said: "These cultivators do not belong to you alone. This time eight people raised their hands to support your disciple. Your disciple must be very grateful. Everyone has something." A copy. In addition, there is also a copy for professors and academic records.”
"As a disciple, you are not only talented in literature, but also good at handling affairs. All these have been taken into consideration. Now, although the disciple took action in this matter, others feel that the favor is owed to you."
"Your good friend Yan Fuzi should think more about it. Alas, Yan Fuzi is also working hard. Others are grandchildren or even great-grandchildren. He still works hard to copy and write to make money. Xian Zao will give him five more Let's take a piece. It is said that the price of that fairy soap is three hundred coins in Changzhou, five hundred coins in Chongqing, and it has been sold for a sky-high price of one tael of silver in Lin'an."
"You don't want to know where the fragrance on my body comes from, or the fragrance after using the fairy soap. Alas, such a sensible disciple really wants to make him his grandson or grandson uncle. But his granddaughter or granddaughter, Either she is already married or she is a crooked melon and a cracked date, which is hard to catch people's eyes."
Yuan Tao also covered the two of them with the quilt, then tightened the quilt and sighed: "It's a pity that I have always been self-righteous and regarded A Du's things as the smell of copper. I didn't expect that I would smell like copper when I grow old."
Yuan Qianshi shook his head, tapped Yuan Tao's forehead with his finger, and said angrily: "Official, have you really become a fool? You have disciples that others are envious of. If you need literary talent, you will have literary talent, and if you need money, you will have money. This is a big deal. A good thing that is hard to find even with a lantern and a torch turns into a copper stench in your mouth?"
Yuan Tao let out a long sigh, then stopped talking and fell asleep unconsciously.
The next day, Wang Hai kept walking back and forth in the public room, not even bothering to read the official documents on his desk. I messed up what my clan brother asked me to do, how could I have the face to show up to others?
Wang Hai repeatedly looked at Zhao Ping's "Wang Hai Chao Chang Yuan" and Wang Zihe's "Crying River" poems on the table, and couldn't help shaking his head again.
Unexpectedly, when he was worried, Qian Shao suddenly ran in with disheveled hair and shouted: "Professor, it's not good, it's not good."
Wang Hai was furious, flicked his sleeves, sat calmly on the armchair, shouted in a deep voice and asked: "Looking at you like this, how do you behave?"
After looking at Qian Shao's face carefully, he couldn't help but ask: "What's the matter with the scratches on your face?"
