After finishing the fourth test, Lin Yuanqiu felt that when he walked out of the examination booth, he felt a little drifting when he walked. Looking at the old candidates with gray hair, there was no trace of fatigue on their faces, which made Lin Yuanqiu a little stunned for a moment.
After thinking about it carefully, I felt that it was probably because he had less sleep as he got older, unlike at his current age, he really couldn't sleep without a single night's sleep.
Seeing that his dog looked like he was about to doze off, Lin Sanzhu hurriedly knelt down and said, "Come on daddy's back. Let's have dinner and go to bed immediately."
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Chapter 59 The results of the government examination are released
Lin Yuanqiu did not refuse. Four consecutive exams were indeed tiring. Although he had the soul of an adult, his body was that of a child.
On an April day, there was a hint of coolness in the warmth. Lying on Lin Sanzhu's warm back, Lin Yuanqiu felt a little drowsy. At this time, he heard a little tune coming to his ears. At first, he didn't pay attention, just thinking it was a passer-by. But when he heard the song "Only peonies are the true national beauty, when the flowers bloom, they move the capital", he immediately opened his eyes. Open your eyes.
Then, not far from him, he saw a middle-aged man dressed as a scholar, taking square steps forward nonchalantly, humming the song that Lin Yuanqiu had just heard. , and the other party seemed to be in a good mood.
Looking at the examination basket in his hand, it was obvious that this was also a candidate who had just left the examination room, and the tune he sang made the four words "National Beauty and Heavenly Fragrance" appear in Lin Yuanqiu's mind, which was similar to today's poem title. It feels really relevant.
Thinking back to the fact that most of the poems and poems in the children's examination in previous years were mostly about expressing feelings about flowers and scenery, Lin Yuanqiu, who was originally aware of the situation, suddenly became a little uneasy.
Did I really make a mistake in reviewing the question?
Returning to the inn with butterflies in his stomach, he saw Zhou Zixu waving to him with a smile on his face. Lin Yuanqiu hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "How did Brother Zhou answer today's poem question?"
Zhou Zixu shook his head, "I didn't write that seven-character poem."
Didn't write it down?
Lin Yuanqiu was surprised. He didn't write down why you were smiling so brightly. He thought his roommate was a sure winner again this time.
How did Lin Yuanqiu know that he came here with a warm-up mentality, and he really didn't seriously consider whether he won or not.
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In the past few days of government examinations, Lin Sanzhu never asked his son how he did.
In his opinion, he has already passed the exam anyway, and it doesn't matter whether he asks or not.
In the past few days, whenever Lin Sanzhu saw those old candidates who were about the same age as his father still focusing on the imperial examination, he felt bad in his heart, and he felt more and more that it was not easy for scholars.
Originally, Lin Sanzhu thought that after his dog went to school, he would no longer have to go to the ground to be exposed to the sun and rain, which was good.
But now, Lin Sanzhu felt that if it would take more than ten or even decades to get this book, it would be better not to choose the path of studying for the imperial examination in the first place.
After all, it is not easy for ordinary families to bear the expenses of a scholar's imperial examination for decades. And often the more times you fail the exam, the greater the pressure you feel.
In this case, it is better to just be a farmer working in the fields. Although it is hard, I feel at ease in my heart.
No matter how bad it is, it would be good to learn how to do business from his father.
No, Lin Sanzhu shook his head. It should be him, the father, who learned business from his son, because with his son's clever mind, how could he be used to teach him.
Thinking of his son's new idea yesterday, Lin Sanzhu couldn't help but feel a little proud.
His dog is really smart. The same thing seems helpless in his father's eyes, but his own dog immediately comes up with a great idea.
It turned out that after breakfast today, the father and son went to the street.
Since the results will be released ten days later, and several people who participated in the government examination this time felt that there was little hope of passing the results, everyone planned to return to Hengxi Town after a day's rest.
So the father and son planned to take advantage of this day of rest to go to the embroidery shop and ask about the prices of embroidery thread and cloth. If the prices in Fucheng were cheaper than in the county, then Lin Sanzhu wanted to buy some back. After all, he could By saving some money, the cost of embroidery will be reduced, so that your family can earn more money.
After arriving at the embroidery workshop, Lin Sanzhu went to the shopkeeper to inquire about the selling price of embroidery thread and cloth. Lin Yuanqiu did not follow, but walked around the embroidery workshop because he saw several wooden counters not far away. On the top, there are fan covers, pencil cases, and money bags. These embroideries are all embroidered with calligraphy, which is obviously a technique learned from home.
Next to these embroideries, there are several stacks of cloth book covers. Looking at the style, they are almost exactly the same as those made by his family before. Except for the slight change in the size of the embroidered orchid, other colors such as the petals and leaves, As well as the titles of the Four Books and Five Classics embroidered on it, the words were also written in the official script of Cantou Yanwei. With just one glance, Lin Yuanqiu knew that it was exactly the words he had written before.
It can be seen that his book cover embroidery, both in terms of style and font embroidery, has been thoroughly learned.
There is no way around it. For a mass-market product like this that is not high-precision, not only in ancient times when there were no patents, but also in modern times, if people want to imitate it, they will definitely be unable to guard against it.
All that can be done now is to innovate.
Just as they were thinking about this, several people who looked like scholars walked in, and then went straight to the counter where the book covers were placed. Then they quickly selected the book covers that suited their liking.
It can be seen that I am used to buying them.
Seeing that they seemed to be making a big purchase, the store clerk quickly asked the customers to wait, and then quickly came out from the compartment with a stack of book covers embroidered with Chunlan orchids.
Yes, this spring orchid pattern is exactly the one I drew, except that the flower spikes on it are embroidered longer.
Lin Yuanqiu felt funny in his heart. This was really a case of moving everything.
Perhaps it was because the clerk was walking too fast that the top book cover quickly fell to the ground as he swayed.
The book cover fell right at Lin Yuanqiu's feet. Lin Yuanqiu knelt down and prepared to help pick it up.
But when he saw the book cover lying open on the ground, he suddenly thought of the photo albums with buttons he had in his previous life.
The photo album is covered with a leather case, and the leather case is locked with buttons, so that even if the album is accidentally dropped to the ground, the photos inside will not scatter.
Therefore, Lin Yuanqiu felt that he could also nail a pair of plate buckles to the book cover. This way, with the plate buckle attached, he would not have to worry about the book falling to the ground and smashing into a "dog chewing mud" shape. .
The more he thought about it, the more he realized that his idea was excellent, so when Lin Sanzhu came over carrying a large package filled with embroidery thread and cloth, he saw his dog walking over quickly, and then took his hand and walked out the door. And go.
"What, do you want to go to the latrine?"
Thinking of the rice porridge he had for breakfast, Lin Sanzhu naturally thought that his son must be in need of urination.
Lin Yuanqiu shook his head, his bright eyes full of excitement, "Dad, my son has thought of a good way to improve the book cover!"
"What's a good idea?"
Upon hearing this, Lin Sanzhu immediately stopped and prepared to listen carefully.
But after seeing the pedestrians coming and going on the street, he hurriedly said, "Come on, let's go back to the inn, and don't let others listen."
Lin Yuanqiu also felt that he should be more cautious, so the father and son quickly returned to the inn. After entering the room, Lin Sanzhu specially closed the door.
Lin Yuanqiu told his father how to nail the buckle on the book cover, and then gave examples of the many benefits of doing so, which only made Lin Sanzhu applaud.
Then Lin Sanzhu thought of the finished product that he had just seen in the embroidery workshop. If he made this thing by himself, it would definitely take a lot of time, so he might as well go to the embroidery workshop and ask, and if the price was right, he would buy it and make it. Okay, just nail it directly to the book cover.
Thinking of this, Lin Sanzhu felt very excited. It is said that like father, like son, so he must be a father with a good brain to give birth to such a smart son.
Then Lin Sanzhu quickly took out a piece of furoshiki from his luggage, then smiled at his son and said, "Gouzi, you stay in the room. Daddy will go to the embroidery workshop now to ask about the price of the buckle. If it's not expensive, just Buy some back."
After that, before Lin Yuanqiu could react, Lin Sanzhu left the room in a hurry.
Lin Yuanqiu: "..."
In modern times, his father must be a good businessman.
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On the second day, when the three carriages returning to Hengxi Town arrived, everyone waiting at the door of the inn hurried back to the lobby to pick up their luggage and prepare to get on the carriage and go home.
Seeing several students who were much lower in mood than when they took the exam, Zhou Xiucai sighed inwardly. Alas, it seems that no one from his youth hall has passed the exam this time.
Thinking of this, Zhou Xiucai couldn't help but look at Lin Yuanqiu, whom he had the highest hopes for, and saw that the other person was snatching the test basket from his father's hand, apparently wanting to help share the burden.
He is a sensible child.
Zhou Xiucai was very pleased, thinking that there was nothing to be afraid of if he didn't pass the imperial examination. After all, he was only nine years old, so it wouldn't hurt to study for a few more years.
Didn't you see that his great-nephew was smiling happily while holding the Erlang Shen clay figurine his father bought?
Zhou Xiucai thought to himself that when he got back, he would have to talk to his eldest brother. How could a child who was studying still play with clay figures? It was not okay for his nephew to spoil his child like this.
Zhou Xing, who had finally imitated Lin Sanzhu and prepared to be a loving father, did not know that in two days he would be scolded by his father.
Because he was preparing for the government examination, he had not given any ten-day leave to students for two months. Zhou Xiucai talked about making up for the ten-day leave. Two months was exactly ten days of ten-day leave.
Therefore, when the carriage arrived at the entrance of Ziqing Hall, the students who were not staying at the private school first got off the carriage and went home directly with their families.
Lin Yuanqiu and Zhou Zixu, on the other hand, first went to the dormitory to pack their luggage to take home, and then went back.
In fact, for Lin Yuanqiu, the books and ink were already in the bookcase he was carrying, so he had nothing to pack. The reason why he went back to the dormitory was just to take home the rice paper and paints in the drawer.
After all, I had ten days off, and I could just take advantage of these days to paint a few more paintings.
With so much luggage, Lin Sanzhu did not follow him in. After Lin Yuanqiu came out, the father and son went to the car dealership. They had large and small bags, plus exam baskets and book boxes, so Lin Sanzhu directly hired someone back to the village. Carriage, this is more convenient.
After all, it is a horse-drawn carriage that can run. The ox-cart originally took more than an hour to travel, but the horse-drawn carriage arrived in more than half an hour.
In the east room, Lao Lintou and Mrs. Wu were reading with a piece of paper. The words on it were written by their eldest grandson, but they had some disagreements at the moment.
Old Lintou looked at it and felt that he must have made a mistake. These two words definitely meant "steamed buns".
Wu rolled her eyes, "This is obviously a steamed bun, okay?"
The old couple were dissatisfied with me and wanted to call their eldest grandson over to judge, but they heard the sound of horse hooves outside the courtyard wall.
Oops, this must be her third son coming back.
At this time, Mrs. Wu didn't bother to care whether the two words read "steamed buns" or "baozi". After getting off the kang in a few moments, she pulled on her walking shoes and walked out quickly.
Other people in the family also heard the noise outside the courtyard and came out of the house one after another.
Looking at Gao Cui's belly, it was already slightly bulging, and Lin Yuanfeng was following his wife, looking as if he was ready to help her at any time.
Seeing his son and grandson return, Lao Lintou felt a little disappointed, because before leaving for Fucheng, Lao San told him that if he had a high chance of passing the exam this time, he would wait until the results of the exam were released before coming back.
But now, alas, it seems that I am too impatient.
If nothing else, take the three grandsons of the eldest brother's family as an example. They took the county exam twice but failed, which shows how difficult it is to pass the exam.
So I'd better treat my grandson's exam with a normal mind.
And the marriage of the eldest granddaughter cannot be delayed any longer. Old Lintou was going to talk to Mrs. Wu about it when he was going to bed at night.
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Early the next morning, after breakfast, Lin Yuanqiu went to the newly purchased mountain with his third and fourth brothers. He hadn't been home for more than two months and he couldn't wait to see the persimmon trees he planted.
When going up the mountain, the three of them each took a bamboo rake in their hands. They were preparing to gather the dried weeds together and then tie them with vines to take home. Dried grass is flammable and is perfect for starting fires when cooking. .
In the past two days, Lin Dazhu and Lin Erzhu cut all the tall miscanthus grass on the mountain, hoping to open up some land to plant edamame and corn cobs.
When it matures, some of it is kept for home consumption, and the rest is sold in the town, so that the family can have more income.
Since planting the persimmon trees, Lin Dazhu and Lin Erzhu feel more and more that this mountain is a good deal. No, cutting the weeds can create several plots of land for growing crops. This is land that truly belongs to their family.
Because the spread area was a bit large, Lin Yuanqiu and his two cousins separated their positions so that they could go faster.
