Someone just said hello and said a few words casually, without any further delay, he rushed home again after saying a few words.
After arriving home, the two elders of the Mo family couldn't rest. They had been sitting in the house doing nothing for more than ten days. They felt uncomfortable all over their bodies. Now that they were home, they didn't want to sit down anymore. After getting off the carriage, he let out a long sigh of relief, "The past ten days have really exhausted me."
Du came out and said, "Isn't it hard to play in Jingli? Why are you holding it back so much?"
Song Nanzhi replied: "I don't do anything every day. I am so funny that all my bones are falling apart."
The two people who couldn't take any time got off the carriage and started to pack up the things they had bought. They stayed in Beijing for more than ten days and went shopping several times. Each time they came back with some things, plus some more in the county. When the paper money came back, there were still two big bags. After packing the things, he took a drink of water and took Mo Ziwan to the graves of Mo Cong and his wife to comfort their souls in heaven.
Although I am still sad that my son, daughter-in-law, and granddaughter are gone, I am relieved that the injustice has been redressed and the bad guys have been punished.
When they arrived at the grave, Mo Ziyuan took the initiative to kneel in front of the grave of Mo Cong and his wife without being asked by Mo Tingyu and Song Nanzhi, "Mom and Dad, the bad guy who harmed you has been arrested. It won't be long before the high officials in Beijing will behead him." His head, let him pay for your life."
"Father and mother, rest in peace!" After Mo Ziwan said this, she kowtowed to the tomb in front of her upright.
After going home after paying homage, Mo Ziwan took advantage of the fact that there was no class today and began to record down some of the daily teaching routines of the Imperial College that she had asked about during the chat with Fang Ji, preparing to use them in future teaching.
After writing two large pages, I put down my pen, flexed my wrist, and went to find Murong Qingyuan.
When the three Mo family members were not at home, Murong Qingyuan undoubtedly became the head of the Mo family. The three Qiao family members would always ask him if they were unsure about anything. Even Li Mo Li would ask him to make the decision on everything.
Murong Qingyuan took good care of the house every day. He got up early every day and went to check on the newly built house three times a day. Just like Mo Tingyu at home, he not only checked the construction of the house, but also didn't care about the crops in the fields. Although I didn’t go there every day, during these ten days, I also walked around and looked at the fields where crops were grown. Only the land with milkweed is still the same as before, and I visit it every day.
But when he went to see the vetch, he no longer went alone. Every day he would either take Huang Rui or Li Hu with him. In short, one of them must accompany him to check the vetch.
At this moment, he was reading a book, and when he saw Mo Ziwan looking for her, he put down the book in his hand, "Have you finished writing?" Knowing that she was writing, he thought that she would come over after she finished writing.
"It's finished." Mo Ziwan replied, "How have you been studying on your own these days?"
The godfather stayed with her grandma in Beijing for almost ten days. During these ten days, she relied on reading and studying on her own. If she didn't take part in the upcoming childbirth examination, she wouldn't care about these ten days.
"I think it's okay. When my uncle was not at home, I reviewed all the lessons I had learned before and also read the annotated Analects."
"Review the past and learn something new. After reviewing this time, do you have any new understanding?"
"I have some new experiences."
"That's good." Then he said: "Brother Qingyuan, guess who I saw when I went to the capital?"
"It can't be the emperor, right?" It's easy to see high-ranking officials in the capital, and if you go to Dali Temple to file a complaint, you'll meet officials, so Murong Qingyuan directly guessed someone higher than the officials.
Mo Ziyuan was speechless, "You are really good at guessing!" Then she immediately said: "If the emperor is so easy to see, I will definitely file a complaint."
"Then who did you see?" Murong Qingyuan stopped guessing and asked directly.
"Grandpa Fang's son works as a teaching assistant in the Imperial College. Uncle Fang knew that you were going to take the college examination, so he gave me some Imperial College lecture notes and some practice papers that Imperial College students usually do."
Mo Ziyuan not only asked about the daily teaching life of the Imperial College, but also that the students of the Imperial College did not need to take the imperial examination except those whose families had a title to inherit. Otherwise, they all had to take the imperial examination. However, they did not need to start from the age of children. It starts directly from the academy examination. After passing the academy examination, you will have the status of a scholar.
How could Mo Ziyuan give up such a good opportunity? After pretending to be curious and asking about the daily life of the Imperial College, she told her brother that his brother was about to take the childbirth examination. Then he started asking questions about the examination, and asked for some handouts by the way. and practice papers.
Putting the handouts and exercise papers in front of Murong Qingyuan, "Brother Qingyuan, give it a try."
Murong Qingyuan said "ok" and then opened the exercise paper and started writing.
When Murong Qingyuan was writing, Mo Ziwan stayed with him and took it over after he finished writing.
After taking Murong Qingyuan's written test paper, Mo Ziyuan started discussing with him. What they said was a discussion was actually explaining them one by one.
Murong Qingyuan had long been accustomed to her explanations and her way of thinking that was different from others.
After listening, he said, "I'll answer it again."
Mo Ziyuan nodded: "Okay, you answer first, and we will discuss it after you finish."
She just got home today and hasn't started class yet. While she still has time, Mo Ziwan started writing the course materials for tomorrow's class. She first took the time to make up for the delayed classes. After playing for a few days, she had to review what she had done before. What he said, lest they forget it in the past few days.
The brother and sister, one answering questions and the other writing courseware, were each busy.
After finishing the courseware, she checked the questions that Murong Qingyuan answered again. Naturally, her answers this time were better than last time. Mo Ziyuan praised: "Brother Qingyuan, this is a test question for the college examination. You can answer it now." If he is so good, there will be no problem in the exam." I originally wanted to say that I would definitely pass the exam as a scholar, but I was afraid that it would increase the pressure on him. Although he is very smart, he is still young after all.
After dinner, Mo Ziyuan checked the homework of Han Chunlin, Li Linsong and Mo Li over the past few days. Fortunately, they completed all the remaining homework very well.
After checking their homework, the three of them were asked to preview tomorrow's lessons.
While the three of them were previewing, Song Nanzhi came over and asked, "Are you still studying?"
They were previewing, and Mo Ziwan had nothing to do. She was just casually reading a book. When she saw her grandma coming over, she asked, "What's the matter with grandma?"
"I discussed it with your father. There have been a lot of things going on in our family recently. They are always troublesome for your godfather, Uncle Di, Uncle Cai and others. Now that the family affairs have been taken care of, I thought of inviting them to come. Have a meal at home.”
"How long does it take to eat? I'm going to invite my godfather."
Han Chunlin had already put down the book in his hand when Song Nanzhi came to talk. When Mo Ziyuan finished talking about her invitation, he also said, "I'll just go back and tell my parents."
Song Nanzhi looked at Han Chunlin, pursed his lips and smiled: "Okay, you can go back and tell your parents when we have agreed on the time."
After finishing speaking to Han Chunlin, he turned to look at Mo Ziwan, "I haven't prepared anything today. I'm thinking of going back to the county to buy some things tomorrow and inviting them over for dinner the day after tomorrow."
"It's a pity that I have to teach Brother Chunlin and Brother Dagang tomorrow. Otherwise, I would accompany you, grandma, to the county to buy things."
"You go about your business, I'll go with your Aunt Du, and I'll discuss what to buy with her."
"Okay, grandma, you can buy more vegetables and meat tomorrow. It's a big deal for our parents, so we have to thank our godfather, Uncle Di, and Uncle Cai."
"It's needless to say, your father and I are still planning to wait until tomorrow when your brother Changhu and the others go to Beijing to deliver ducks and meat, and then deliver some lunch meat, roast duck and roast rabbit to Mr. Fang and others, so that they can also try it. Let’s have a taste, if it weren’t for his help this time, our family’s grievances wouldn’t have been redressed.”
"Brother Changhu will deliver it to us this time. Next time when the execution time is set, we will personally deliver some lunch meat and duck to Grandpa Fang and the others, and thank them in person."
"Okay, I won't disturb you anymore, you can go about your business!"
After Song Nanzhi left, Han Chunlin became active, "I'll go back and tell my parents about dinner."
Mo Ziwan grabbed him and said, "Why are you anxious? You can't leave until you finish previewing."
"Okay!" Han Chunlin, who was pulled back, had no choice but to sit back on the bench and continue reading.
Although Han Chunlin had already gone back to tell his parents about the meal, Song Nanzhi still
The next morning, I went to Han's house and told Yu Silian about dinner tomorrow.
"Auntie, you are too polite. We are all a family, so why should we thank you?" Yu Silian said after Song Nanzhi said that she would treat her to dinner tomorrow.
"If Shu Xian hadn't remembered Wan Wan's father this time, it would have been up to me and Wan Wan's father. I'm afraid we wouldn't be able to find justice for Wan Wan's parents in this life."
"The man surnamed Huang has done a lot of bad things. This time, God finally has the vision to accept him. From now on, there will be less of him as a scourge in Beijing. When we go to Beijing, we can feel more at ease on the road."
"No, the man surnamed Huang is very courageous. He doesn't give money when buying things, and he beats people at every turn. People in Beijing are very afraid of him. In the future, Beijing will be more peaceful without having him as a scourge."
Song Nanzhi and Yu Silian chatted for a few words and then walked to Li Youdi's house. Li Youdi, Li Youcai, Li Youshu, and Li Yougui all went to call each other. After calling out the people to be invited, they met Qiao Yulian's mother Du. Go to the county.
After Song Nanzhi left, Mo Ziwan also went to the Han family after giving lessons to several children. She waited for Han Shuxian to finish teaching Murong Qingyuan and then entered the study, "Godfather."
Looking at Mo Ziwan coming into the room, she smiled and said, "Mr. get out of class is over?"
Mo Ziyuan's face had already become thick-skinned by these words, and she replied with a smile: "Well, get out of class is over."
"Godfather, I have something to do with you!"
"What's up?"
"Daddy, Uncle Xie's academy uses a lot of paper. Can we make paper and sell it to him?"
"You want to make paper?"
Mo Ziyuan nodded, "With the paper mill in the village, we can have more income. If everyone earns more money, they can live a better life."
He wasn't sure if she had figured out how to make paper again. Since Murong Qingyuan was still in the study, he couldn't ask directly. He just said, "It's hard to find people who know how to make paper."
"Uncle Xie must know that he wants to buy paper, and he must be familiar with the people in the papermaking workshop. Let's ask Uncle Xie about how to make paper."
After listening to Mo Ziwan's whim, Han Shuxian smiled. This is what a child should say!
Just say whatever comes to mind, without having to consider interests and secrets that cannot be made public.
Han Shuxian just doted on her. She was thinking about the village. How could he reject it outright? So he thought of going to Xie Wenhua to ask, "It happens that your uncle Xie is at the bookstore in the county these days. I will go there in two days." Ask your Uncle Xie."
"I want to go too!" Mo Ziwan said. In ancient times, everything was a secret. Mo Ziwan knew very well that she wouldn't be able to find out anything if she went, but she had to go, because if she didn't go, she wouldn't be able to figure out how to make paper.
