Minghui didn't have much money in his pocket. Recently, he was obsessed with cultivating Shao Xun, and he paid for a lot of questions at the bookstore out of his own pocket, which was a big expense.
Of course, his investment was not in vain. Grandpa said that he did a good job and would give him money. Now Shao Xun is the subject of his experiment!
Seeing his brother eating with relish, Minghui also picked up his chopsticks and started eating, "You are such a lucky kid."
Ming Jing, "It's just a little bit of money."
Minghui laughed angrily, "You are the poorest in our family."
Ming Jing refused to admit it. "Just because I spend my money quickly doesn't mean I'm poor. I have a lot of good things!"
Minghui thought about it and it seemed to be true. This kid was very good at pleasing his elders. He bought some good snacks today and then got good things. "It's a pity that your wallet is still clean."
Ming Jing was depressed. He felt that the elders in his family did it on purpose. They always gave him things and never gave him money!
Minghui said to the servant, "Go back to the mansion to get the silver."
Ming Jing, "Brother still has money."
Minghui smiled, "I asked him to ask his mother for money."
Ming Jing, "..."
Then when the waiter came back and asked the waiter to pay the money, the waiter said, "Someone has already paid the money."
Ming Jing's eyes widened, "Who is it?"
The waiter said, "The customer just left."
After thinking for a moment, he added, "Female relatives."
Mingjing knew himself well. He had a festive look, so Zhaodie's brother quickly walked to the window and said, "Oh, look at this guy, he is indeed a rich man."
The servant beside Minghui had already gone out, and then Minghui and his brother saw the servant return the silver.
Ming Jing heard that she was Lord An's legitimate daughter, "She was originally from the An family."
Minghui wondered if he had been too busy recently and had lost track of the news. "You know?"
Ming Jing blinked, "I know, I saw the invitation sent by the An family, um, it also came with a gift list, so it's not that she's attracted to my brother but she has other purposes."
Minghui was speechless, "How did you see the post?"
"I watched it secretly."
Inside the An family's carriage, Miss An felt a little discouraged as she held the silver in her hand. Why were the young masters and young ladies in Marquis Zhou's mansion so difficult to approach
Time flies, and in a blink of an eye it was only a few days before the Autumn Examination.
In the capital, Zhulan rarely sees Minghui at home, "How come Master Minghui has time to accompany me today?"
Minghui, "My grandson has done everything he should do and helped in every way he can. I don't need my grandson anymore."
"I think you look more tired than you did when you took part in the Autumn Examination."
Minghui agreed, "Grandma, do you think the question book I compiled is okay?"
Zhulan has been very busy recently and really hasn't paid attention to it. She only heard Shuren say it was good, "Be more confident, your grandfather has praised you."
Minghui pursed his lips and said, "My grandson is worried that no one will buy it after it is printed."
Zhulan chuckled, "Stupid, let Mingjing and the others take some books to the academy, good things are not afraid of remote alleys."
Minghui got a headache when he heard Mingjing say, "There is no restaurant in the capital that Mingjing doesn't know about."
Zhulan felt a little guilty. Hey, Mingjing is chubby and cute. She often supports Mingjing in private. "I heard that he will cook a few dishes for the New Year this year?"
Minghui, "I haven't heard this kid say that."
"Maybe you're too busy."
Minghui thought about the Autumn Examination, "I wonder how my uncle is preparing?"
Zhulan mentioned her youngest son with a cheerful tone, "He wrote back saying he was very confident."
Minghui admires his uncle, he is a top scholar. Never mind, Shao Xun can't compare with his uncle. What kind of education did his uncle receive? He is the only one Shao Xun can contact. He doesn't even have the chance to become a disciple of a famous teacher.
Zhu Lan glanced at her grandson and said, "Someone went to the Shao family to propose marriage."
Minghui knew, “The college is famous, and now everyone knows the money of the college teachers.”
One and a half taels a month, that's eighteen taels a year. The people in the capital city do have a good life, but there are still very few families who can easily save eighteen taels. Shao Ting is a gentleman in the academy and has a very respectable status, so she has become a candidate for a good daughter-in-law for some gentry.
Zhulan's mind was a little far away. Many students in the academy had recently gotten engaged, and some had even become concubines of merchants. It was really upsetting. Even though she knew that some people had ulterior motives, she still felt uncomfortable when she saw it. She also saw more clearly the various states of women at this time, and had a lot of insights.
Minghui sensed that his grandmother was in a bad mood and asked with concern, "Grandma, what's wrong with you?"
Zhulan shook her head, "It's okay, I think my temper is getting better and better."
Minghui, "..."
Why doesn't he believe it
In Chuanzhou City, Chang Zhi sneered in his heart, but smiled on his face, "Master Shi, you have worked hard recently."
Prefect Shi's face was stiff. Ever since he started talking about Zhou Changzhi, he had been in a lot of trouble. Today he mentioned a name, and a few days later he mentioned another name. There was clearly a list of names, but he insisted on mentioning them one by one. He now wished that the autumn examination would end as soon as possible and send everyone away.
Shi Zhifu, "It's not hard. I am ashamed to say that such a bad case of substitution happened under my jurisdiction. I am guilty."
"You are guilty."
Prefect Shi's pupils shrank slightly, "Sir?"
Changzhi smiled and said, "It's a crime of lax administration."
Prefect Shi, "I will make amends for my mistakes and will not let anyone involved in the case go."
Changzhi: “Oh.”
Ding Jue stood with his head lowered, his eyes full of sarcasm. All they found out were scapegoats, and these people were really willing to do that.
Chang Zhi felt sad. If he had not conducted a secret investigation, he would have been deceived by what he saw. It was no longer a matter of cutting off the tail to save his life. In order to give an explanation to the court, they were really so cruel.
Prefect Shi: "Sir?"
Chang Zhi didn't want to see Lord Shi's face anymore. The closer the Autumn Examination came, the more disgusted he felt. "The Autumn Examination is almost here, and the candidates have arrived. Thank you for your hard work, Lord Shi."
"Adults work hard."
Chang Zhi stood up and said, "I want to go and see the candidates taking the autumn exam. Sir Shi, please go ahead."
Prefect Shi watched Zhou Changzhi leave. He thought of the head of the An family in the capital, and also of Marquis Zhou. He finally suppressed the anger in his heart. They had sacrificed so many people, so they would be safe.
Chang Zhi went to the inn that was the favorite of several students in the city. At that time, Chuanzhou City was very lively and accommodation was in short supply. He sublet the courtyard he rented and it was favored by a scholar who was not short of money. He actually made a few taels of silver from renting the courtyard.
When we arrived at the inn, we found that all the guests staying there were scholars taking part in the Autumn Examination. They were sitting in groups of three or four in the lobby discussing the Autumn Examination.
Changzhi and the other man were not very eye-catching, as there were many people who came to listen to the scholar's debate during the day. They found a seat in a corner and sat down, signaling the waiter to bring a pot of good tea.
Ding Jue helped rinse the cups, handed the poured tea to the adults, and whispered, "Back then, I envied the scholars who could live in this inn."
Changzhi looked around and saw that those who could afford to live there were all from wealthy families. "It's all in the past."
Ding Jue felt so sad when he thought about the past, "Yeah."
The two of them fell silent, and then they heard a conversation next door, "Li Xiucai, did you really meet the examiner, Mr. Zhou?"
Li Xiucai: "Of course, I also had tea with the examiner!"
Chang Zhi, “… … .”
No, who are you? He hasn't seen any scholar recently!