It is said that Cui Xie, the master family, should keep an eye on such a big thing as cleaning up the store and switching assets. Unfortunately, there is still an exam for the Chinese Academy of Sciences waiting at the end of the month—
Every month, students are required to test two chapters on the classics and meanings, two on the four books on the righteousness, and two randomly selected from the six types of essays: edict, gao, table, policy, theory, and judgment. The examination papers are not only read by the instructors of Sinology, but are also completed every quarter and sent to the Hanlin Academy for examination.
With exams that are related to face and future hanging above their heads, who can care about a shop
When he first took over the Cui family, he found an IOU that Mrs. Xu privately made usury loans, and would rather directly ask someone to go to Shuntian Mansion to write off the account and save money and avoid disasters. Nanhuo Store is not worth his attention from beginning to end.
Cui Dachang refused to cooperate, and Cui Xie didn't use him either. He pointed to the two shopkeepers and the account room of the Nanhuo Store next to him and said, "When the warehouse is cleared, you should check it out. Cui Liangdong is not the person in charge of the store. If you don't understand, you should mention it. Order him. Do it well, and keep some of the money on the cabinet for household use, and throw the rest into the two shops. How you distribute it depends on your performance."
Cui Jinzhi and Cui Ting's eyes suddenly lit up, and they nodded and bowed in agreement: "Don't worry, son, we will take this matter to heart and do it beautifully!" Anyway, there is a cashier and a clerk in the store, and Cui Dachang is the shopkeeper. It was also brought up by Mrs. Xu after she left. She was not an old man who had worked for many years. Without him, it would not be a delay.
Choi Xie looked at Choi Daejeon again—
This person can't be a shopkeeper anymore, and his resentful appearance doesn't look like he is willing to be the second shopkeeper and deputy manager, but he should be sent to the village in his hometown for labor reform.
When the store is clean, the employees who can run the southern line will be subcontracted to the newly opened Ju'anzhai. They don't even need to change the work address and business trip location, just change the purchase of food to the purchase book, and they won't have much opinion.
After arranging the clearance of the Nanhuo Store, he instructed the two shopkeepers: "Your five-year plan is not good. I understand that you are doing it for the first time, you have no experience, and I will not have a long-term plan with you for the time being. But from the next At the beginning of the month, submit the monthly plan to me at the beginning of each month, submit the quarterly plan at the beginning of each quarter, and then submit the summary at the end of each month and quarter, compare yourself with the plan, and come and make an analysis report with me…”
The two shopkeepers were drenched in cold sweat after hearing this, their faces no longer had the joy they had before, and they wished they could give up their picks. Cui Xie also knew that the most feared thing in the workplace was the report, he waved his hand and said, "Don't make it difficult for you, try to do all of this. Every morning, make a reservation for what to do for the day, what the second child does, and who to meet with. … You don’t have to hand it over to me, you write and summarize it yourself, and when you are familiar with it, you will know how to write a long-term plan.”
The shopkeepers didn't want to be familiar with these things at all, and they all left with a bitter face. Cui Daguang also asked the big steward to take it down, and in a few days, he arranged for someone to send it to his hometown Zhuangzishang for old age.
Several stewards and shopkeepers left, and the old lady ordered someone to bring in the meal. Cui Xie asked someone to move the screen into the house, and he took Cui Qi and brother and brother outside, and asked Sister Yun to have dinner with her grandparents and the family of six. The grandfather of the Cui family was finally able to sit at the table to eat this time, and the old lady sat down next to her husband, picked clean fish and shrimp, picked up the soft tofu and vegetables and put them to his lips, nothing like anyone else. hand.
As the eldest brother, Cui Xie also took care of the younger ones. While instructing people to prepare vegetables for them, he asked his auntie, foster mother, and two younger siblings how they were studying.
He followed Brother He's mother and replied: "Mr. Lu said that the third brother is very talented. He can memorize all kinds of "Dai Lei" and "Thousand Characters" very fast. I can be admitted as a scholar as early as the eldest son."
Brother He himself was quite confident, he held out his chest and said, "Brother, test me, I can say anything!"
Cui Xie casually tested a few thousand-character words from him, and he could really memorize it. Occasionally, if he got stuck, he could continue after a hint.
If this level is placed on the modern primary school students, it is enough for parents to go out and show off. Unfortunately, the Ming Dynasty had higher requirements for memorization, and this child will still have memorization in the future. Cui Xie encouraged a few words and added a "but": "It's not too fluent, and I have to memorize it more after I go back. I just need to be able to recite it like a fluent wherever I take the test. Don't be afraid of hardship when reciting, if there is something you don't understand If you don't dare to find Mr. Lu, just ask the elder brother, and the elder brother will teach you."
Brother He nodded again and again, and said admiringly, "Mr. Lu said that my eldest brother passed the junior sanyuan exam, let me learn from the eldest brother and study hard. In the future, I will also be admitted to the junior sanyuan and the junior sanyuan, so as to give our Cui family a chance."
Cui Xie smiled at him, warmly praised him, and asked how Cui Qixue was doing. Cui Qidao: "Mr. Lu taught me very seriously. Even those who didn't go to school like me had very strict exams, so I was a little afraid of him. Painting is also good, but it's just a style that everyone likes... It’s different, he is teaching me to paint flowers and birds now, and he says that he will teach landscape painting in the future, but it’s always the way of painting without bones.”
He usually sketches for Cui Xie, and his brushwork is stronger every day as he sees it, and the color of the tone is gradually suitable. You don't need to ask more to know that the teacher has taught carefully. Cui Xie nodded and asked Sister Yun what she was studying on weekdays. Sister Yun replied by herself: "I usually make some needle money with my aunt, and occasionally read female commandments and female virtues..."
It's a little too boring everyday, isn't it? Also look at the female commandments, aren't they all things that are mocked by online groups? Cui Xie glanced at the other side of the screen and asked in surprise, "Didn't Sister Yun invite her husband to teach? Do you have any good friends who usually play?"
Sister Yun lowered her voice and said, "I'm just a woman, what kind of gentleman can I ask for? Originally, when my mother was there, I used to communicate with the daughter of my father's colleague. Talk. If the elder brother doesn't dislike my clumsy hands, the younger sister will turn back and sew some small purses and handkerchiefs for the elder brother to use."
Where did Cui Xie want her things, so he quickly said: "You don't have to do these things. You little girl, you should play more in the yard in such a good weather, and don't do some eye-catching needlework in the room. If you still want to see those friends , just report to your grandmother and bring some more family members to send you over there?"
In the years since he came to Daming, although he has never seen any big family, the atmosphere of the common people is okay, and it is not closed to the point where women are not allowed to go to the street or visit. Sister Yun is just a young girl at the beginning of her life. She is locked at home every day doing needlework and can't even see her friends. It makes me feel pitiful when I think about it.
Sister Yun rebuffed a few words in it. Cui Xie and her were not close, so he didn't want to talk too deeply, so he just said: "You can just listen to your grandmother when you go out, and I'll just take care of your studies. Where can I get a female gentleman, I have to take it slow, in a few days I will find some useful books like "The Book of Household Uses" and "Mengxi Bi Tan", and I will also get some history books and popular picture books outside for your entertainment."
When his new shop opens, he will send a few sets in for his younger brothers and sisters to see and gain insight.
This time, everything at home has been arranged, just waiting for the end of the monthly exam to go to Xie's house for an invitation. This thought flashed through Cui Xie's mind, and he unconsciously remembered whether Xie Qianhu would wear his custom-made shawls that day, and what would he wear, should he take advantage of this time to make new clothes...
I was so busy thinking about it that I couldn't make up my mind. He himself thought that his character was troublesome, so when he returned to the room, he took out his notes and forcibly put it into review. He simply took out the four books and turned the pages at will. Wherever his fingertips stopped, it was regarded as the title, and he copied it down with pen and paper. For the historical materials cited in Yanyi, select the allusions suitable for citing.
With the help of pen and paper, it is not easy to get distracted. He forcibly reviewed it all night, and when his eyes became sore, he threw the paper away, washed up and came back, closed his eyes and read the PDF version of the notes.
I don't know how long I've recited it, and the colorful notes and words in front of me have become gelatinized, but those colors have turned into a gorgeous and blurry picture. In the haze, Cui Xie was also worried that there was a problem with his eyesight, so he quickly opened his eyes and tried desperately to see.
He was slightly relieved, knowing that he was not short-sighted, but that he was too close to see clearly. He tilted his head back and opened his field of vision, finally seeing the clothes and the person wearing the clothes.
The man's lips are in excellent shape, the upper lip is like a bow, the corners of his mouth are slightly upturned, and he always seems to have a gentle smile. His eyes seemed to be covered by something, and he couldn't see clearly, but he seemed to be looking at him clearly, his eyes were sharp and bright, like a flash of lightning swept toward him—
Cui Xie suddenly opened his eyes, the room was still dark, he was sweating profusely, a quilt was pressed against his chest, and he was a little suffocated when breathing.
The bright color that filled his sight just now has disappeared into the darkness. He has to go to school later, and he has to take an exam tomorrow. The house and the shops outside are still waiting for him to manage... But he couldn't sleep, so he sat up cross-legged, Looking at the slightly purple sky outside the transparent window paper, he sighed deeply.
Even if you are dreaming, you should dream of a previous life with an air conditioner and a computer, and dream of an acquaintance who has not met a few times. What is going on
On this day, the Chinese study was going to be resumed, so he simply stopped sleeping, opened the window and memorized the notes from the previous lecture in the morning.
During the day, he had to concentrate on listening to the lecture, but he could concentrate on it. When he fell asleep at night, he involuntarily remembered the strange dream in the morning.
It was too embarrassing to dream about someone else. He was afraid of coming back again, and he didn't dare to fall asleep with a book on his back. He deliberately got up and practiced swordsmanship for half an hour. After practicing until I was exhausted and my mind stopped, I didn't have any more messy dreams all night, and slept peacefully until dawn.
On the 29th is the national examination.
On this day, we will first examine the meanings of two four books, one is "advanced in ritual and music" from "The Analects of Confucius: Advanced 11", the other is "One Son of Heaven" from "Mencius: Wanzhangxia"; The section "King Mu Muwen" in "Daya·King Wen", and the three sections "Sile Panshui" in "Lu Song·Pan Shui".
This intensity was enough to take the test for one day, and the next morning, after the lecture was repeated, he followed up with a historical test, a letter for conferring the title of the Queen of Joseon.
The result of the exam can't be judged until after Xiu Mu, but Xiu Mu still had something more disturbing waiting for him that day - what should he wear? Do you wear the straight robes made by your own family or the shawls given by Xie Qianhu
But the clothes he brought from Qian'an were not of very good materials. The clothes he made at home were either blue or blue, and they were all straight from a scholar. It was inconvenient to ride a horse. Sleeves are more suitable to wear when going out to play.
Those clothes are more gorgeous than the ones he usually wears. In addition to the red and white one, there is also a green and gold suit, a dark blue background with embroidery all over the body, and a jade-colored dress... The most low-key is the jade-colored body. Yes, only the arms and knees are pin-gold lanterns, and the colors are not too many.
He is not really sixteen or seventeen years old, and he is not used to wearing such gorgeous clothes, so he chose the most elegant one.
On the morning of the first day of the new year, he took his clothes to school. He planned to sacrifice to the Confucian Temple, and then he could go to Xie's house after changing clothes in the car. Unexpectedly, when the sacrifice came back, as soon as he left the prison, he saw a much larger red oil caravan next to the Cui family's carriage. The driver in front of the car was also very familiar.
Before he got to the car, Xie Shan waved at him and called out, "Young master, take my car. The road outside the city is not smooth, so our car should be padded more. The master ordered me to take my son firmly. Send it to the manor."
Cui Xie glanced at his own caravan, and he knew which one was more comfortable than others' larger cars. In front of Xie Qianhu, he didn't need to say anything about face and integrity, so he said to Xie Shan: "Then I'll go and change clothes first, little brother Xie Shan wait a little."
He didn't need to change the clothes inside. He just changed the straight sleeves to dragging, the scarf on his head was replaced by a steel fork cap, and he got out of the car not long after. Xie Shan watched him get in and out of the car, and in a blink of an eye it was like a different person, from a well-behaved elementary school student to a neat warrior, he couldn't help applauding: "Young master, they look so much better in clothes than straight, fierce At first glance, I thought it was Jin... which Xungui family's son."
Cui Xie said with a smile: "It's not that Lord Xie's clothes are good. Brother Xie Shan, don't praise me anymore. The road outside the city is far away, so let's go there early."
He asked the driver of the Cui family to go back and speak on his behalf, got into Xie Shan's car, and followed him out of the city.
The Xie family's car is indeed much better than his family's. It is covered with layers of soft cushions, and there are mats on it. The seats are large and wide, which can be sat or reclined. There is also a small table fixed in the corner of the car. Food box and sheepskin bag for water. Xie Shan said that these were prepared for him and asked him to use it at will. He was not too embarrassed. He only ate a few dizzy ginger plums, opened the curtains, and looked at the scenery outside.
The weather in early May was full of lush green mountains, and the mountains and valleys were connected in the distance. The valley beams in the fields swayed in the wind, and farmers were scattered in the fields. It was almost time for a bumper harvest. But as the fields got closer, the roads in the fields became narrower and narrower, the car began to bump, Xie Shan's voice rang out, comforting from the front: "After this field is the Zhuangzi of the Xie family, it's just this section. The road is not easy to walk. When you go back and ride through this section, you will be comfortable when you get into the car again."
Cui Xie leaned against the window with the plum in his mouth, closed his eyes and asked, "Is it still far from Zhuangzi, or should I go down and walk over?"
Xie Shan said with a smile: "Young master, bear with it, it's not a few steps away. If our adults see me putting you down halfway to walk, you can't blame me for not driving the car!"
He threw the whip, and the speed of the car suddenly increased, making Cui Xie almost fall out. Thanks to his broad shoulders, he got stuck in the window and threw him back into the car.
It was as if he had fallen into a front-load washing machine. He went up and down for a while, and his butt could not touch the seat. He had to lie on the seat halfway, clutching the mat and hanging himself in the car by weight and friction.
I don't know how far it has gone, the car stopped again with a bang, the stallion neighed, and its hooves hit the ground, and it shook again. Cui Xie felt that the wheels were no longer moving, so he hurriedly crawled out of the car—this time he had to get out of the car no matter how far he went, and if he kept going like this, he would have a concussion.
He climbed to the door of the car and was about to push it open, but the small door was pulled open from the outside, and a strange golden-red light shone through the door, unlike the white sunlight that should be present at this time.
Cui Xie held down the car door, squinted his eyes and took a closer look, only to realize that it was not red light, but the brilliance of the red brocade clothes hit by the sun mixed with the glitter of Zhijin. He didn't take a close look at the face above Jinyi, but raised his hand and rubbed his eyes heavily.
Wasn't he dreaming again, did Xie Qianhu really wear that red dress