County magistrate Fu nodded, expressing his understanding, but still said: "The county government is not rich, and the meals for laborers are following the old rules. It may not be easy to change the system."
Man Bao frowned his little eyebrows, thinking how could it be difficult, isn't it just to make money? And everyone didn't eat much.
Man Bao opened his mouth to speak, when the county magistrate suddenly asked Bai Shanbao, "What's your name, Mr. Xiaolang?"
Man Bao closed his mouth for the time being. My mother said that when others are talking, they should wait for others to finish speaking before speaking. It is rude to interrupt.
Bai Shanbao straightened his small chest and said, "My name is Bai Shan."
"Bai?" County Magistrate Fu asked with a smile, "Who is Bai Li in Qili Village?"
Bai Shanbao was stunned for a moment and said, "That's my uncle."
"Hey, Bai Li has brothers?"
Bai Shanbao said: "My father and uncle are cousins."
Magistrate Fu nodded when he heard the words, thinking that Bai Shanbao was a relative of the Bai family who came to attach himself to Bai Li, and asked him with a smile, "I see that you are quite talented in reading, is your father also studying now?"
Bai Shanbao lowered his hands and replied: "My father was a Jinshi in the first year of Dazhen, and was appointed as the county magistrate of Brazil in the second year of Dazhen, and later died in office because of arresting bandits."
Bai Shanbao pursed his lips, looking very unhappy. Of course, he didn't think of these words, but his grandmother once said to someone, but Bai Shanbao replaced his son with his father.
It brought back some not so good memories.
Man Bao sensed his little friend's unhappiness, and immediately forgot all about labor and food, and stretched out his little hand to grab his.
Bai Shanbao's hands were held by a pair of fleshy hands, he glanced to the side, felt much better, his vitality recovered, he raised his head and looked at magistrate Fu.
County Magistrate Fu did not expect that this was the orphan of an old colleague. At this time, there were not many officials, so the bureaucratic circle was small. The second year of Dazhen was not too long ago. He thought for a while and then remembered, "Your father Is it Bai Qi?"
Bai Shanbao said in a childish voice, "It's my father!"
County magistrate Fu couldn't help but sighed, and said, "It turns out that he is the son of an old friend. Are you willing to come to the county school to study? I can give you a letter of recommendation."
Bai Shanbao shook his head and said, "Thank you sir, but the student's current knowledge is not enough to go to the county school. Let's talk about it when I grow up."
Magistrate Fu nodded, and said with relief: "Very well, Mr. Bai is considered to be a successor."
Man Bao looked up at him curiously with his small head up, and wanted to say something, but Bai Shanbao shook his hand firmly, and she didn't speak.
County magistrate Fu didn't talk to the two children any more, and asked the yamen servant to take them down, and then went to see the embankment.
He is here for inspection. He used to come and walk around and leave. This time he came to see because he heard that the project was halfway through.
Bai Shanbao took Man Bao's hand and walked away. After walking a long way, he turned his head to look at the backs of County Magistrate Fu and the others.
Man Bao also looked back, seeing her fourth brother and Daji were the only ones around, and said, "He's lying, he doesn't know your father at all."
Bai Shan nodded, "I know, if we knew each other, my grandmother would visit us when she brought us here."
"Then why is he lying?"
After all, Bai Shanbao is one year older than Manbao, and he received a different kind of education, so he said: "This is a polite way, and Brazil County is not far from here, and Luojiang County is under the same administration of Mianzhou, so of course he wants to talk about it." Well, it’s you, don’t say anything in the future, the people outside are different from the people in the village.”
Man Bao was surprised and said: "It turns out that outside Luojiang County is Mianzhou, have you been there?"
Zhou Zhoulang couldn't help but touch his forehead: ... this is the focus.
But Bai Shanbao accepted it well. He quickly let go of his troubles and became happy, saying: "I haven't been there, but it is the state capital, and it will definitely be more prosperous than Luojiang County. We will go there when we grow up."
Man Bao nodded, "I want to eat a lot of food, so I can grow up quickly."
Bai Shanbao nodded approvingly, "I still have to learn how to ride a horse, otherwise walking will be very tiring."
"I don't have a horse at home, and horses are so expensive, can I ride a donkey?"
Bai Shanbao hesitated, "It's okay."
Zhou Zhoulang held one of the back collars with one hand, carried them to the Zhou family's booth, and said, "Come on, we don't even have a donkey in our house, you are still not hungry after shopping for a long time, hurry up and go back after eating. Second Brother shouldn't have brought you here today."
Daji silently followed, letting Zhou Zhoulang carry their young master.
All the way back home, Man Bao suddenly yelled, "Magistrate Fu forgot to return the manuscript to us."
Bai Shanbao was also a little annoyed, after all, they wrote it for a long time, so he sighed with Man Bao for a long time, and he was still a little depressed until he went to school the next day.
Seeing the two children hanging their heads like eggplants beaten by Shuang, Mr. Zhuang couldn't help but snatch them out for questioning, and he said, "What's the matter? You wrote the article. Anyway, you have to change it in the future. You just have to rewrite it again, learn the new by reviewing the past, even if the things are the same, the articles you write should be different."
Mr. Zhuang simply assigned them homework, "Combining this time to see the matter of building the dam, you should write it again. This time, the two of you are not allowed to write together, and write your own."
The two children's eyes widened, and their hands ached a little at the thought of writing so many words.
Mr. Zhuang said: "You are still young, I will give you more time, just before the winter solstice and before the holiday."
Man Bao counted how long it was until the winter solstice with his fingers, and found that it was still a long time away, so he immediately cheered up and agreed with Bai Shanbao excitedly.
Seeing that the two children had regained their spirits, Mr. Zhuang brought them back to class and said, "Let's go to class."
Although there is still a long, long time before the winter solstice, Bai Shanbao and Man Bao dare not slack off. After all, this article is very long, and it took them a whole year to write it before.
So as soon as school was over, the two children went back to Bai's house together, and skillfully took out things from the bookcase in the study to prepare for homework.
This is a habit the two children have developed over the past year. When they don't go out to play, they basically come to the study of Bai's house to do homework and read books.
After all, Zhou's family doesn't have a study room, not even a desk. She always lays on the dining table when she needs to do her homework, and no one talks to her when doing her homework. It's so boring.
Bai Shanbao also likes to have someone to accompany him when he is doing homework. The two tacitly occupy a place, and then take out their pens, inks, papers and inkstones and arrange them.
Looking at each other, Bai Shanbao pressed the white paper in front of him and said, "You are not allowed to peek at mine."
Man Bao, who was about to peek, snorted, turned his head and said, "I won't peek at yours, and you're not allowed to peek at mine."
The two children looked at each other vigilantly, and found a book in the middle to separate each other's sight. Then they began to think hard, how can they write better than him (her)