90 days of spring are passing by

Chapter 68: Don’t be stingy with pearls and jade

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Yu Shisong sent someone to pay tribute. Mrs. Zhu remembered her husband's words and did not dare to stay after the funeral. She immediately sold her house, prepared carriages and horses the next day, packed her luggage, packed the coffin and left Liangzhu in a hurry.

The Qian couple were sent to Shili Changting, where they agreed many times to send letters to each other.

I wish Mrs. Zhu to return to her former residence and stay stable at home. She also used the gold and silver left by her husband during his lifetime to pay for the child, so she invited a famous teacher to come to her home to teach Mr. Ruilin in person.

In a blink of an eye, Ruilin has read "Li", "Yi" and other books in half a year. Ruilin is full of talents and ideas. He is a rare hard-working child. He also follows his father's example. He must enter an official career and govern the world for the people. He studied hard in his humble childhood. The first green lantern is gone for six or seven years.

Ruilin turned fifteen years old in the blink of an eye.

No one would have thought that on that day, there would be a storm on the ground, and then in the middle of the night, a fire would suddenly break out, and it would start to rustle, and no one could put it out.

The fire soared into the sky, and the smoke immediately filled the entire house. The fire burned all night, and three or four maids and servants in the house died. Ruilin, mother and son hugged each other and cried, and the house was no longer there. After that, the family business fell into decline.

There were only a few acres of land left. After selling the land, Mrs. Zhu and Ruilin bought two thatched houses to live temporarily.

Just as the mother and son were preparing to move into the thatched cottage, the mother suddenly remembered something and burst into tears. She couldn't stop her tears no matter what.

Ruilin was puzzled, "Mom, you and I are still alive because my father is alive in heaven. The disaster is over. There is no need to worry anymore."

Mother said, "Do you remember your father's last words?"

Ruilin was still young when his father passed away, so naturally he didn't remember those things.

Mother reminded, "Jinliangzhan."

"What is that?"

Seeing that her son couldn't remember it at all, Mrs. Zhu recounted what happened that year, and cried, "The fire from heaven was a great disaster for the Zhu family, but I actually threw your father's last words behind me. This Jinliang The lamp must have been burned by the fire, burning out an ordinary treasure, and I don’t feel bad at all, but if I lose the Zhu family’s heirloom, how will I see my ancestors and ancestors in the future, and how can I have the face to see your father?”

After hearing this, Ruilin said something for a moment and opened the big wooden box behind his mother. This was the last thing he brought out from home. He flipped through it for a moment and said, "Is it a small lake-green bowl that mother said?" ?”

"How do you know?"

He said, "It's a coincidence. I was going to call you out of the house that night. Everyone in the house was putting out the fire. There was a small bowl at the foot of the bed behind my mother. I thought it was not a big thing at the time. My mother put it in the room. It has been a few years since I took it together and ran away with it, but later things became too many, so I forgot about it and stuffed it under my mother's wooden box."

After saying that, he took out the Jinliangzhan and handed it to his mother, "Look at this one?"

When the mother saw it, she felt happy and sighed a few times, "It seems that it is destiny. This thing will not be thrown away from you and me. It is also your father who protects my mother and son from underground."

Ruilin helped people copy and write at a young age, and was outstanding in literary talent. He helped his wife raise their younger children in private school. I wish my wife planted some crops in the fields not far from the original home, and the harvest will be good in autumn. Mother and son Another three or four years passed between the two of them.

Zhu Ruilin stayed filial piety for three years and studied hard. Three years later, he was just in time for the imperial examination. He lived up to the hard work of these years and became the first scholar in one fell swoop.

This was a good thing. Just when Ruilin thought that his mother and he could live more smoothly in the future, when he returned home one day, he suddenly saw his mother lying on the cold ground. Ruilin quickly lifted his mother up and gave her some tea. My mother's eyes were dim and she said she couldn't see anything.

Ruilin panicked and quickly went to call the doctor.

This time it was another three taels of silver. The doctor said before leaving that this medicine is precious and must be taken on time. However, after a few days, it is difficult for the wife's eyes to recover. It will take half a year of continuous drinking to recover.

Ruilin calculated the remaining money in the family and found that even if he calculated all the money, it would be difficult for his mother to drink enough for six months, and could only last for two months at most.

He had no choice but to think of another way. It was best to collect enough money as soon as possible, otherwise his mother would stop taking the medicine. If she was not treated now, her mother's eyes might really be blind forever. Thinking of this, he could not wait for a moment longer and asked the neighbors to I took care of my mother, gave her some reward, and then I went out.

I heard that there was a local scholar named Shi who had no future in his studies and failed to get a good ranking in many imperial examinations. Fortunately, his family was rich and there was always no shortage of houses and fields. Shi Xiucai was not good at studying but was good at doing business. With good hands, I have made a lot of money over the years.

He had a son, and with the help of money, his family bought him the title of supervisor. Although he could recite a few poems and praise the village, if some knowledgeable people heard about it, they would laugh at his mediocre literary talent.

Shi Xiucai's son couldn't save his face, so he had to ask a local student to write for him, hoping to gain fame and win his father's favor.

He didn't know where he found out about Zhu Ruilin's reputation, and he hired him as a ghostwriter very early on. But with Zhu Ruilin's integrity, he naturally disdained to associate with such a villain, so he never met him.

Until now, his mother has become ill, and Zhu Ruilin's pride has been smoothed away. Compared with his mother's life, these are nothing.

Zhu Ruilin came to see Mr. Shi personally.

Mr. Shi heard that last time he was rude to his attendants, and this time he had to give him a blow.

He deliberately stood at the door and said, "Whose guest has arrived?" Pretending not to recognize Zhu Ruilin.

I just want to tease him first.

Zhu Ruilin lowered his head and said politely, "I'm Zhu Ruilin."

Only then did Mr. Shi take a good look at him. His pair of soap shoes were incomplete, and he was wearing a half-worn plain white shirt. He was quite shabby, but his face was as beautiful as jade, his features were delicate, and he looked like a gentle scholar.

After reading it, Master Shi felt inferior and had no choice but to salute, "Brother Zhu, I'm rude, please come this way."

Zhu Ruilin was slightly stunned. He didn't expect that he would change so quickly, so he had no choice but to follow him into the door of Shi's house.

Mr. Shi said, "Sansheng is lucky enough to meet Brother Zhu. Please help me write my essay. I will not miss your reward. Your mother's medicine will be enough."

After saying that, he gave up his seat to Zhu Ruilin, let him sit next to him, and asked his servants to serve him tea. He should not be treated lightly. Mr. Shi, like his father, is a talent lover. He has no talent in his body. When he meets those bookish people, All are highly respected.

Zhu Ruilin said bluntly, "Don't give me up, if you are willing to meet me, I am young and have little knowledge. If there is anything I can do to help Brother Shi, Brother Shi can tell me."

Mr. Shi smiled, "I'm just a proficient in pen and ink. I've heard of Brother Zhu's name, so I asked the boys at home to invite him many times. I didn't expect that these villains were not polite enough and made Brother Zhu unhappy. It's me. wrong."

Seeing him stepping down, Zhu Ruilin could no longer put on airs.

Mr. Shi said, "If you don't hesitate to give me some valuables, please give me some advice from Brother Zhu. If I can learn something from Brother Zhu, it will be a great honor for me."

"I don't dare to take it, I don't dare to take it. Just tell Mr. Shi, I will just do it and I won't refuse."

(End of chapter)