Mrs. Zhou came out from the inner room and glared at her daughter warningly: "Xiao Shi, how did you talk to your brother? Why don't you apologize to your brother?"
"Mom, I didn't say anything wrong, I..."
Faced with her mother's increasingly serious gaze, Zhou Shirou could no longer speak, so she pouted and apologized honestly.
"I'm sorry, brother. I was wrong. I shouldn't have spoken to you like that just because I felt sorry for you."
Zhou Tianyou's complexion improved a little, but it still didn't look good: "Mom, I'm going back to the house."
Madam Zhou nodded kindly: "Go ahead, we're going to Shuntian Prefecture tomorrow, take a good rest and get some energy."
After her son entered the house, Mrs. Zhou sternly said to her daughter, "Xiao Shi, don't say these things to your brother again. If it affects his imperial examination, see how your father punishes you."
Zhou Shirou felt a little aggrieved.
"I see. I am doing this for his own good. It is obvious at first glance that Xia Xiaodie is a treacherous person, but he just can't see it clearly."
"Humph, she's not as good as Su Qiao. At least she's pretty, literate, can do accounting, and speaks straightforwardly. She's not pretentious at all. Unlike Xia Xiaodie, she's already in tears before I've even said a few words, as if everyone owes her something."
Mrs. Zhou's mind flashed to Su Qiao, who was sitting behind the counter counting accounts with a gentle temperament and a calm expression. She agreed with her daughter's point of view.
"Since you like Miss Su, then you should hang out with her more often. I think she is really good."
It’s a pity that the status is a bit low.
Even though her grandfather is now the manager of the mine and is fully responsible for the mine's affairs, he has no honor or official position after all.
But... that girl and that gentleman seemed to be very familiar with each other. I don't know if it would be helpful to my husband and son.
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On the other side, Su Qiao has returned home.
After finishing their meal in the bright hall, the family sat around the table.
"Dad, brother, you guys should take a carriage tomorrow! The coachman is not an ordinary person, he has great legs and feet, and he can bring two servants to take care of your food and lodging."
"good."
Su Yaohui and his son did not refuse.
Riding in a carriage is too slow, and it takes three hours to get to the mansion. Riding on a horse is faster, and it will take at most an hour and a half to get there.
"Also, bring more silver with you. When you go out, you might run into an accident and need silver."
Our family is not short of money now, and exams are a serious matter, so we must ensure that they have good food and accommodation so that they can concentrate on the exams.
The old man agreed, "Yes, you should bring more money. This trip will take five days, and you have to take five exams in a row. It will be more convenient to bring more money. You should also bring a servant with you, so that if anything happens, you can have someone to pass on the message."
The old lady hesitated for a moment and said, "Then each of you should take 20 taels of silver?"
In the past, when the eldest son went to take the college entrance examination, he would bring at most eight taels of silver, and that included the travel expenses.
This time we have a carriage, so we don’t have to worry about the car anymore.
The old man thought for a moment and said, "Thirty taels, maybe! With a groom and two servants, the cost will be a bit higher."
The old lady nodded, went back to the house, took out sixty taels of silver, and gave them to the father and son.
Su Qiao took out two small porcelain bottles from the embroidered bag at her waist and placed them on the table in front of them.
"Dad, brother, this is a pill that can strengthen your body. If you feel tired after an exam, take one. Or before an exam, if you feel tired, take one."
This time they have to take five exams in a row.
Many candidates are not without talent, but they fail due to physical strength.
Scholars usually do very little work and exercise, and most of them are weak scholars.
"Where did this come from?" The old man reached out and picked up a bottle, uncapped it and looked inside.