In the Hanlin Academy, there are many talented people and capable people, all of whom are extraordinary in appearance and knowledgeable. Among them, Bi Zimo really doesn't stand out at all.
The result of not showing up is bound to be: depression and lack of ambition.
However, he is open-minded, young and young, and can still adjust himself, so that he will not go down the narrow road.
One day, when Shangguan was about to celebrate his birthday, Bi Zimo touched his withered wallet and looked at the second house he bought in a corner of the capital city in exchange for which he had finally sold all his land.
Hearing all kinds of complaints from the crowded family members, he sighed, went to his mother to get the ten taels of silver that he planned to use to buy a house, and walked down the street.
Regardless of whether you are poor or rich, you must always have "affection" towards Shangguan.
But Shangguan was an upright and upright man, and he also liked antiques, famous paintings, and unique calligraphy. Bi Zimo thought about it and walked in when he saw an antique shop that was not too big.
It's a little hard to say, but Bi Zimo has an open heart and is not timid because of the lack of money.
When he walked in high-spirited, the shopkeeper and the clerks thought that a big buyer was coming, so they hurriedly came to greet him.
In addition to personally greeting the guests, the shopkeeper also gave a detailed introduction to the various treasures placed on the treasure racks on both sides and on the counter.
After hearing that the shopkeeper mentioned all very expensive items, Bi Zimo smiled bitterly and said frankly: "Shopkeeper, you didn't even try to push all the good things to me. To be honest, I only brought ten Two taels of silver, can you look at this price and choose a more suitable one?"
When the shopkeeper heard this, his expression suddenly changed.
I dared myself to come and work enthusiastically, but the one who came was a poor man.
Immediately, his eyes rolled up, his nostrils turned upward, his sleeves flicked, he walked back behind the counter, started making calculations, and ignored this person.
Bi Zimo has a good temper and knows very well what a philistine like this can look like. To be honest, in the more than ten years since he was growing up, he has seen faces like this from many young and old.
He still smiled and said: "Shopkeeper, if you have items that are sold at exorbitant prices, you will naturally prepare items that are suitable for sale to me. Please help me find a few items to show off."
The shopkeeper ignored me.
However, a young boy came over impatiently and chased people out: "You only brought ten taels of silver into our store. Are you bullying us because we are so humble? Okay, okay, go out. You can go to another store to see us." Take a look, there might be something suitable."
Bi Zimo felt uncomfortable when he heard this. He was about to reply a few words when he heard the shopkeeper say: "If you don't buy it, get out. Don't dirty my house."
"Hey, shopkeeper, what you said is wrong. Where can I buy it? It's because I can't buy it if you don't find the right one, right? Ten taels of silver is not silver anymore? How many households have lived here for nearly five years? After all the expenses, why do you still look down on others so much?"
Bi Ziang was said to be angry, so he retorted unceremoniously.
Ten taels of silver is nothing to a wealthy family. But for him, that was the price of several acres of land. How long could he support his whole family? Not to mention the people at the bottom?
How could he be so belittled and looked down upon?
The shopkeeper ignored him again and just waved his hand.
Immediately, three or four guys surrounded him and chased him out.
What's more, there was a boy who pushed him and almost staggered him.
"stop!"
Bi Zimo was so angry that he waved his sleeves and said: "You evil slaves, how much silver do you get in a month? How dare you look down on ten taels of silver! Do you still think that you are the eldest son of a rich family? I am the official You are a member of the fifth-rank Hanlin Academy, let me see which of you dares to touch me!"
This actually frightened the little guys.
But the shopkeeper raised his head, chuckled, raised his palm, and patted his face gently a few times.
He said sarcastically: "You are still an official. Fortunately, you have the nerve to say it, but I don't have the nerve to listen. You don't even know what kind of land this is. This is the root of the imperial city, at the feet of the emperor."
Not to mention a blanket falling from the sky, or even a random brick falling down, it would hit at least a third-grade or higher official.
You are just a fifth-grade official, what kind of role do you have here? He shouted so loudly, it looked like he was so proud. Your face is not ashamed, but my old face is ashamed for you.
I advise you, just hurry up and sneak around quietly, right? Stop being miserable here. "
Bi Zimo: "..."
He was so angry that his face turned red and his heart burned with anger, but in the end he could only walk away.
After walking more than ten steps, he could still hear a boy shouting behind him: "Slip along the wall, don't let a brick fall and hit you just for the money."
Bi Zimo stamped his feet angrily and wanted to go to Jingzhao Yin Yamen to sue these profiteers and slaves.
But halfway down the road, I woke up again.
He has the freedom to buy and sell, but he didn't beat him or scold him. He just lost his dignity and face. How can he sue him?
What's more, behind such a shop, there must be a solid background. If he makes a big fuss, he will only suffer in the end.
Underneath the Imperial City, such things abound.
Bi Zimo walked for a long time before he convinced himself and returned home with the remaining depression.
Return the money to your mother, no more gifts.
It's a bit of a show-off idea: just love it. Anyway, if you dig out your family's resources and take out items worth only ten taels of silver, not only will it not make Shangguan happy, but it will make Shangguan angry, so it's better not to give it away. Woolen cloth.
He truly understands the hardships faced by officials from poor families.
However, the ten taels of silver could not be saved after all.
The family was short of things, and a large family lived together. One wanted to buy this, and the other wanted to buy that, and they were always arguing.
Bi's mother decided to build the farm first.
Bi Zimo is already a serious official of the imperial court. The imperial court has allocated fifty acres of land, all of which are tax-free. If there is no village or people, he will be punished if it is left uncultivated.
Bi's mother gave the money to Bi's father and asked him to find a place in the field and build a house.
Bi's father was also an old farmer. After walking around his fifty acres of land, he found a grassy area near the foot of the mountain and drew a line.
Then we found someone to draw pictures and so on, and soon, three sets of small mud courtyards that could accommodate the tenants were built.
This kind of house does not cost much money. In addition to the brick foundation, the upper walls are made of tamped earth. The roof of the house should be covered with wood and covered with mud and grass.
But after all, it’s a new house, and it looks pretty solid.
Bi's father was so happy that he picked up the hoe and went to hoe the grass and tidy the ground outside the three small courtyards.
I saw a man who looked like a manager coming over.
