Under Zhang Xiangshen's repeated urging, Fan Jin's family finally moved into a large house with three rooms and three rooms on Dongmen Street.
Seeing the slaves coming in and out, both Fan's mother and Hu Yingying were stunned.
Even Fan Jin, who was mentally prepared, was shocked and marveled at Zhang Squire's generosity.
The courtyard is surrounded by pink walls, with green willows hanging all around, three gatehouses with hanging flowers, and hand-curved verandahs on all sides.
The courtyard is connected by corridors, decorated with mountains and rocks, and is magnificent, with clusters of flowers, clear and exquisite, and the backyard is full of roses, treasures, and a pool...
"I can't even buy such a nice yard for a thousand taels." Fan Jin clicked his tongue.
After moving to a new house, Fan Jin also followed the local customs. He sang operas, served wine, and entertained guests for many days. For three days in a row, he stole the show.
On the fourth day, Fan Jin got up especially early.
In fact, Fan Jin almost didn't sleep last night because he was so preoccupied.
He remembered that Fan's mother died on this day in the original work.
Even if Fan's mother was vaccinated early, there was no guarantee that the plot in the original work would not happen, so he was extremely careful and careful, not daring to be careless in the slightest, for fear of making the slightest mistake.
Fan's mother is older, has less sleep, and gets up early.
When Fan Jin entered the main hall, the maids and women were serving the old lady some snacks and chatting.
The old lady was dressed in silk, with a treasure hairpin on her head, a big gold necklace, and a fine jade bracelet hanging from her cuffs. She looked rich and noble.
She took a sip of the bird's nest, sipped the ginseng soup, turned to the maid next to her and said, "You sisters-in-law and girls, please be careful. These are other people's things. Don't damage them."
The servant smiled quickly and said, "Old lady, whatever belongs to others belongs to you!"
The old lady smiled, shook her head slightly and said, "Why do I have these things at home?"
The maids said in unison: "Why not? Not only these things, but also us and this house belong to your old lady's house! You are our God!"
After hearing this, the old lady looked over the fine porcelain bowls and silver-inlaid cups and plates. She was stunned and laughed loudly: "These are all mine!"
He laughed loudly and fell down.
The maids didn't react in time and looked frightened.
Fan Jin had quick eyesight and quick hands. He supported the old lady with one hand and used his other hand to give the old lady a gentle slap on the back!
puff!
He spat out a mouthful of phlegm.
After a while, the old lady's pale complexion, mixed with cyan color, began to gradually return to normal, with blood color appearing.
At this time, the maids came to their senses and knelt on the ground in panic to admit their mistake.
Fan Jin didn't bother to get angry and waved his hand impatiently at the servant.
When the servant saw this, he immediately withdrew as if he had been pardoned.
"Mother, you are scaring us!"
Hu Yingying, wearing a bun and a sky-blue brocade suit, said with a frightened face, "If Brother Jin hadn't been here, what would you have done to your daughter-in-law?!"
Fan Jin also secretly breathed a sigh of relief and also advised, "Yingying is right. Mother must not be too excited in the future."
The old lady had worked hard all her life, and finally things turned out well for her. It was such a pity that she passed away after only a few days of enjoying the blessing of being a mother.
Furthermore, if the old lady passes away, doesn’t Fan Jin have to observe mourning for three years?
An inch of time is worth an inch of gold. How much gold will be lost in three years!
The old lady was also frightened, and said in a straight tone, "Can you blame me? I lived in a thatched hut a few days ago, ate vegetables with lumps, and used broken bowls with missing corners. I couldn't find any decent clothes after rummaging through the boxes and cabinets.
Now I live in this rich nest, live a paradise-like life, and become a serious old lady! "
Fan Jin kept talking about the truth, "Mother, please take good care of yourself. My son will definitely come back to you one day to seek a life for you. That would be a great sight!"
A false alarm.
After comforting the old lady and giving some instructions to his wife, Fan Jin prepared a generous gift and went out with peace of mind.
This trip is of course to visit Zhou Xuedao, the most important person in his life.
Zhou Xuedao, surnamed Zhou, single name Jin.
Speaking of which, the experiences of Fan Jin and Zhou Xuedao are very similar.
When Zhou Xuedao was a scholar, he was also very old, otherwise he would not pay special attention to Fan Jin who passed the boy examination.
What is even more surprising is that Zhou Jin took off immediately after taking the first exam in the academy, winning the imperial examination and the imperial examination.
Then the official career will be prosperous and the career will be prosperous.
If Fan Jin remembers correctly, this Zhou Xuedao would directly become the second-in-command of the Imperial College in a few years, that is, the Secretary of the Imperial College.
This is a famous official, a well-established scholar, with extraordinary power and fame.
How could Fan Jin, who already had a half-teacher friendship and was determined to show his talents in the officialdom, let go of this line?
This is a natural network of connections. When you enter the officialdom, you are destined to have many opportunities to interact with him.
He took a carriage to Zhou Xuedao's residence and handed in the notice. The concierge immediately opened the middle door and said with a smile, "Fan Juren, Master has been waiting for a long time."
Zhou Feng smiled and said, "Thank you!"
With that said, he followed the concierge into the Zhou Mansion.
When he entered the main hall, Fan Jin immediately called him his mentor and thanked him repeatedly. He was very grateful for his kindness.
If it hadn't been for this person, it's hard to say that Fan Jin would have really wasted his life. This kind of kindness and kindness cannot be expressed in words.
Zhou Xuedao looked him up and down, nodded slightly, lifted him up with both hands, and asked him to sit down.
Zhou Xuedao touched his gray beard and asked, "Xianqi, you won the prize this time because the article is hot, so you don't need to thank me."
Xianqi, also called Xianyou, is usually a polite name used by teachers to their students.
As soon as this word came out of his mouth, Fan Jin knew that the other party recognized him as his disciple.
Fan Jin shook his head slightly and said with some emotion, "Without my teacher, I don't know how long I would have wasted in this life..."
When it came to this matter, Zhou Xuedao also felt the same way. After all, the two were in similar situations, so he comforted Fan Jin for a while.
Zhou Xuedao asked: "Are you interested in spring next year?"
Fan Jin said honestly, "Seize the day."
Zhou Xuedao thought for a while and said in an encouraging tone, "It doesn't matter. I know your skills very well."
"Besides, I have reported your name to the powerful boss a few days ago. All you need to do is calm down and study the meaning of the scriptures. I believe you will succeed immediately."
Fan Jin was overjoyed. He took a step forward, knelt down and bowed down, saying gratefully: "Students will always be grateful to their teachers for their kindness and nurturing!"
Zhou Xuedao hurriedly helped him up, then showed concern for his situation and said generously, "If there is any need and lack of expenses, the teacher still has some savings..."
As he spoke, he took out a stack of money bills from his long sleeves.
Fan Jin repeatedly declined, but in the end he could not resist Zhou Xuedao's kindness, so he had to accept the two thousand taels of silver notes, talked a lot, ate, and left.
