The Little First Grand Secretary in My House

by Usui Takumii

not mine novel site dot net and isohungry. translations. Waiting for the translator to update.

11. 51 to 55

The lights were faint yellow and the room was very quiet.

But it seems that there was a flame hidden in the air, which seems to be able to ignite instantly and burn people away. The two faces were so close that they could feel each other's breathing.

Zhao Er knew this shouldn't be the case, but her face was flaming hot, as if she was dosed in chili water.

If she had known earlier, she shouldn't have put so many peppers in her dishes tonight. Look at how it's affected her.

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Her eyes flickered.She didn't want to look at him directly, and she stubbornly said, "You originally were the only man in the family."

She pushed him away, pretending to get her chopsticks and eat, but Xue TingRang grabbed her wrist.

"You haven't answered me yet."

"What answer?"

"You finally admit that I am your man?"

"Weren't you originally the only man in the family." She hung her head, refusing to look at him.

"That's different. The man in the family is different from your man."

"Where is it different?" Zhao'er asked subconsciously. When the words came out of her mouth, she had the urge to hit her own mouth.

Sure enough, Xue TingRang smiled and looked at her and said: "The man in the family can be an elder or a brother. But being your man, we have to sleep on one bed. We do what Zhao Jinrui did to my little aunt."

Zhao'er suddenly exploded. She knelt up, waved her hand away, and stared at him tightly: "Gou'er, you've become bad. Tell your Jie honestly, who taught you this? Did you hear the bad things the guys in the village said, or was it a bad classmate in school who taught you to be bad?"

Her reaction was too unexpected, and Xue TingRang was a little stunned for a while.

Taking advantage of this, Zhao'er's words came out like a gunfire: "You are still young, so don't think about those things. Your top priority is to study hard, to be worthy of your many years of studying. Things like getting married and having a wife can be discussed later in the future. You should not think about it now. Don't forget your father's last wish, and don't forget that your mother was most worried about you before her death. The biggest wish of those two elders was that you can surpass Xue Juncai, pass the imperial exam, and become the best of the Xue family. Do not reverse the essential with the nonessential."

These remarks were extremely encouraging. If Xue TingRang hadn't had that dream, then he would have been fooled. He shouldn't think about these things now.

But he had that dream. From the dream, he knew that the woman in front of him was the most cunning and the one who liked to play stupid most. If she is not forced into a corner, she will not face him.

But he didn't want to force her.

Xue TingRang took a deep look at her, his expression suddenly aggrieved: "Zhao'er, you don't want to be my wife?"

This change was so fast that Zhao'er couldn't react in time.

She stared at the little man in a daze, and saw that his eyes were staring straight at her. His eyes were full of helplessness and hurriedness with a faint glimpse of hope.

His white lips pressed stubbornly into a line, his cheeks bulged slightly, and his nose flared slightly, making him look aggrieved. Just like when he was a child, he obviously wanted her to take him out to play, but he was stubbornly reluctant to say it, forcing her to guess.

And when his parents died, he also looked at her like that. She still remembers that she was crying violently, but he didn't cry. He just pulled her and said straightforwardly: "Zhaoer, we are the only ones left."

She smiled forcefully.

It seems that no matter how difficult it was, she always smiled when facing him.

"How is that possible? Don't think too much."

"But I feel that you don't want to be my wife in your heart. Don't you want to be with me forever?" Xue TingRang suddenly leaned over, hugged Zhao'er's waist and buried his face in her shoulders, looking very fragile.

Zhao'er couldn't see his face and could only hear that his voice was dull: "I know, I know that Jiang Wu likes you, and he wants to marry you, so I don't like him and even hate him. You will leave Xue family to become the wife of Jiang Wu Ge? Others say that only a wife can stay with a man forever, sleeping on one kang and lying under the same quilt. I don't want you to sleep on a bed with anyone other than me."

Zhao'er's head was muddy when she heard this, and it took a long time to grasp one important point: "You, how do you know so much? You know that Jiang Wu likes me? Did he come to you and talk about it?"

" Jiang Wu Ge said, you are not my wife, but you reluctantly agreed to satisfy my parents. He also said that if I love you, I should find you a man who knows to treat you well, saying that it is very exhausting for me to study... …"

Some place where she couldn't see, Xue TingRang faintly smiled, but his voice was still aggrieved: "Zhaoer, I will love you wholeheartedly, so don't go."

Zhao'er pressed the corners of her mouth tightly, her chest undulating up and down. Her voice was very stiff: "Don't think too deeply into it. I won't go."

As she thought, how could the little man suddenly change dramatically. It turned out that something went wrong here. The little man has always been sensitive and introverted. Although he has grown up a lot now compared to before, in Zhao'er's heart, he is still only a big boy. No wonder he has said so many strange things to her recently.

"Then are you still my wife?"

"of course!"

"The two of us will always be together and never separate."

"okay!"

Although I used some tricks, Jiang Wu's words were real, and I did not fake it at all. Now that you agree, then never go back on your word again.1

"I can rest assured then."

This was just an small episode, but because of this incident, Zhao'er no longer avoided Xue TingRang.

this is TingRang's thoughts

Although Xue TingRang knew that this was equivalent to returning to the starting point, and Zhaoer still did not regard him as a man to rely on, it was still better than him forcing her.

After that dream, he didn't want to force her anymore, so he could only scheme slowly.

Of course, it is not without progress. At least Xue TingRang can now ask Zhao'er to sleep on the same bed. He doesn't need to make excuses like before. He just needs to say it, and when she looks at him, she will naturally agree to all his requirements.

If she has the slightest hesitation, he only has to ask if she doesn't want to be his wife, and she immediately submits.

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Although shameless, Xue TingRang was not guilty at all, and even got a little addicted.

The addiction continued to the end of his break, and he did not want to return to the academy.

"Don't worry about that situation. It isn't a big deal if the land is bought by someone else,but if it is bought by someone with the surname Xue, I'm afraid Zheng Li is making trouble. But don't worry, I will start to ask someone to do it when I return to the school. Use the method I talked about to have it done by someone first, and the rest will be done by ear."

Zhao'er nodded, handed him the book bag, and went to get the baggage and small basket on the kang.

The bag contains the clothes Xue TingRang needs to change clothes these days when he goes to the school, and the basket contains two cans of pickles and spicy tofu made by Zhao'er herself. They are usually excellent for serving with rice and noodles.

Originally Zhaoer had the little man bring some, just to allow him to have more food options. However, it soon became very popular. Mao Badou hugged the can and didn't want to throw it away. In the end, it changed from one can in ten days to four cans in ten days, which still couldn't satisfy them.

But there are not many left at home. These were all pickled by Zhaoer last fall, and there were not many of them to begin with. Zhao'er also knows that the little man has a few close classmates. Since they like to eat, it's okay to bring more. But Xue TingRang was stingy and reluctant to bring more. Four small pots was the limit.

Xue TingRang took the small basket from her. She didn't give it, but he still took it.

He took it but didn't want to leave, so he just stood there and looked at her.

Zhao'er looked at him with uncertainty: "What's wrong? Shengzi is still waiting outside."

"I don't want to go." This was the truth.

"Why don't you want to go? Don't you like learning the most?"

"I want to sleep with you. I can only sleep by myself when I go to the academy."

"Quiet!" Zhao'er hurriedly looked at the door and then glared at him: "Whatt did you promise me? You can't tell others about this."

He said innocently: "I just told you, and I didn't tell anyone else. Besides, you are my wife. It is natural for us to sleep in one bed."

"We haven't gotten married yet. Anyways, you can't say it! Hurry and go! It will be too late if you stay any longer. You promised well, you must study hard, and you are not allowed to think about nonsense."

This time Xue TingRang did not resist any more, but nodded honestly: "Zhao'er, you can rest assured, I will take the exam and become a xiucai and let you be a xiucai's lady."

After a pause, he said again: "When I pass the exam, we will get married, okay?"

"Talk about it when you pass the exam."

"Then I will take it as you've promised."

Zhao'er finally breathed a sigh of relief after sending Xue TingRang away.

She felt that the little man was getting more and more difficult to coax now. He used to be withdrawn and sensitive. She always thought it would be great if he could change. Now he has changed, but it has become even more of a headache for her.

Sometimes steady, sometimes fragile and naive, thinking strangely.

Zhao'er thought about what happened in the last two days, and felt that she must have been possessed by ghosts, so she agreed to his various requests.

After thinking about it for a while, she couldn't think it through, so she didn't want to think anymore. Anyway, the little man won't be coming back until ten days later, so she had time to think slowly. Thinking of what he had said before, Zhao'er stored her thoughts in her heart, turned her head, locked the door, and then went out.

When she walked outside the gate, she suddenly changed her attention again and turned to go to the Fourth family's home.

"Fourth Aunt, I have something to ask of you."

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Just after lunch, someone suddenly came to the village.

The spacious and majestic horse-drawn carriage came all the way from the head of the village. This picture did not match that of Yu Qing Village, and immediately attracted many villagers from their homes to take a long look.

They saw the carriage move for a while. The carriage, seeing someone passing by, stopped. A person got off the carriage. After asking about the way, it continued to move forward.

After the carriage passed by, a group of villagers surrounded the villager who was asked for directions and asked, "Hei Lao Ba, what does this man want?"

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Hei Laoba was still a little dazed, and when asked again, he replied: "They were looking for Lizheng. I think they want to buy something in our village?"

"What thing?"

"How do I know! I listened to the people in the carriage talking about buying a stupid mountain and still having to come to a place where birds don't even shit."

"Buy a mountain? Heh, what's the big deal? Lets go and take a look."

In an instant, news spread throughout the village that there was a nobleman in Lizheng's house.

Exactly how noble?

Anyway, judging from appearance, it is not a common noble.

And the nobleman seems to have come to buy the mountain.

In the main room of Zheng Lizheng's house, there were two people sitting on the main seat that ordinary people cannot sit on.

One is naturally Zheng Lizheng, and the other is a small fat man with a gray bottom and top embroidered with gold thread patterns. He didn't look old, just about seventeen or eighteen, but his manner was not small.

Not only did he wear dazzling clothes, he also wore a few gemstone rings on his hands. The sun is fine today, and the sun was shining in from outside along the doorway, shining on the ring, making Zheng Lizheng dizzy.

At this time, the little fat man was staring at the tea bowl in front of him with a look of disgust, and it was the entourage next to him who gave him a look so he didn't say what was in his mouth.

Zheng Lizheng kept watching from the corner of his eye, knowing that this would definitely not be a good thing. But who told them to drink tea in this remote country. They all drink tea in coarse porcelain tea bowls, but they don't have the fine porcelain bowls.

"I don't know why this small Gongzi1came?" In order to show that he is also a decent person, Zheng Lizheng deliberately chewed his words.

Unexpectedly, this little fat Gongzi didn't take his style, and he waved his fat hand twice and said, "Wang, Liu..."

Next to him, his entourage quickly whispered to him, but he still couldn't understand and finally cursed in annoyance: "Just tell me what the hell is his name?" Wearing a pebble-sized gem ring, the fat hand pointed directly at Zheng Lizheng's old face.

The entourage was extremely embarrassed, and Zheng Lizheng's old face was also very stiff: "My surname is Zheng. It is okay for the young Gongzi to call me Zheng Lizheng."

"Oh, it's Zheng Lizheng!" The little fat Gongzi slapped his hand and said to his entourage: "Tell him, my surname is Mao."

If it weren't for seeing the other person dressed handsomely, Zheng Lizheng would like to throw this person out. He was sitting across from him, and he still had to let his followers talk to him. Is this the style of the noble?

This entourage was also obedient, and immediately said to Zheng Lizheng with a smile: "My young master's surname is Mao, and he is the young master of the Mao family business. The young master came out to do business for the first time by the master's order. If there is anything wrong, I hope Zheng Lizheng will be forgiving of him."

Look, this is what people should be like.

Immediately, Zheng Lizheng also smiled and talked to his entourage. After having a back and forth conversation, Zheng Lizheng also learned a little about the pretentious young master in front of him.

It is said that the Mao family's business is one of the largest businesses in Xia County, and it is also famous in Pingyang Mansion. The Mao family has a rule that children in the family must go out for travel when they are adults to show that they have the ability to take over the family business. This is the first time that Young Master Mao has come to Huyang Township, and he has taken a fancy to a hill behind Yu Qing Village.

As for why Young Master Mao would fancy such a small place where birds do not shit, the entourage just laughed but kept secret. However, according to Zheng Lizheng's guess, it must be the rich young master who suddenly wanted to have fun.

He doesn't need to know anything else, just needs to know that the other party wants to buy a mountain, and the price is not low.

Obviously, he is just a big fat sheep who hasn't seen the world. Yet he still pretends to be a wolf with a big tail here. This grandpa has eaten more salt than you can eat rice!

Zheng Lizheng thought in his heart, and smiled more kindly on his face: "Then I don't know how much money the young master is going to pay? You know, although the mountain belongs to our village, it is not something only I can decide. The money must be split between the villagers. If there is too little silver, there will be less than a few coins for everyone. I am afraid this—"Zheng Lizheng looks a bit awkward, but unfortunately, the awkwardness is a bit too fake, and it is obviously he was waiting for the price.

Young Master Mao looked so arrogant and defiant and looked down upon Zheng Lizheng's expression with contempt: "You tell him, I this Young Master, have silver."

The entourage turned his head and said to Zheng Lizheng: "My young master said that he has silver."

"Then what price you can give, so to let this old man have a number in his heart. That way I can talk to the villagers below."

Young Master Mao said to his entourage: "You tell him that this Young Master will give you five hundred taels."

Five hundred taels?

Zheng Lizheng's pipe was immediately dropped from his fright. This is really a big fat sheep, willing to take out a lot of money.

The small hill that Young Master Mao liked was more or less fifty acres in size. The most important thing was that the hill was deserted. Because it is close to the village, the villagers used to cut wood there a few years ago. They just cut and did not care to plant. Now, besides the thorns that get in the way, there are some weeds and rotten roots on this mountain.

Zheng Lizheng originally estimated that even if he could make a hundred taels, it would be considered a lot. He didn't expect the other party to give such a high price.

Five hundred taels!

This land belongs to the village, and the village can make the decision to sell or not. The mountainous land is inferior to wasteland. Just put some money on the county office and get the land deed. While Young Master Mao said the price of five hundred taels, Zheng Lizheng was already calculating in his heart how much it would cost to go to the county government to apply for the deed, and how much would be distributed to the villagers, and how much he could receive.

"Why, don't you want to sell?"

"Sell, of course I must sell!"

"That's OK, just a little request. Your village is responsible for dealing with the thorns and rotten tree roots on the hillside."

Young Master Mao left soon, and Zheng Lizheng was still sitting in the room in a daze.

young master of a noble family or family of wealth

It wasn't until villagers came to Zheng's house one after another to inquire that Zheng Lizheng recovered. He told his son Zheng Gaofeng to ring the gong and call on the whole village to speak.

Not long after, the gong with the big lid under the old locust tree in front of the Zheng family's ancestral hall was struck, so those who took a nap didn't take a nap anymore, and those who worked at home stopped working. They all gathered in Zheng Lizheng's large courtyard.

If there was not enough space to stand in the yard, they stood outside the yard. The trees and walls were full of people. It is not an exaggeration to say that there are three floors inside and three floors outside.

Some people were curious and asked what was going on. Some people told others what they had heard before, so even though Zheng Lizheng hadn't spoken yet, what he was about to say was already spread out.

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In the hall of Zheng Lizheng's house, another group of people changed at this time. Several village elders from Yuqing Village were all there, and they all had a good reputation in the village.

According to the rules, Zheng Lizheng first told the village elders about the matter, and without waiting for them to discuss and make a decision, he pridefully went out to talk about this matter with the otthers.

Such a good thing is what he, Zheng Li, helped the villagers do. As for the question, why don't you wait for the consent of the village elders? A shattered fire stick can sell for five hundred taels, not to mention that the small mountain is no better than a shattered fire stick in the hearts of the villagers!

Sure enough, Zheng Lizheng went out to talk, and the villagers had no objection except cheering.

There are more than two hundred households in Yuqing Village. After paying the county government, from the rest of the money, each household can get two liang of silver.

Two liang of silver! In places like the countryside, if you live frugally and eat your own food, you will spend two liang of silver a year, which is still nothing! As for clearing the thorns on the top of the mountain, there are so many people in the village, and one person will clean up a handful of them. That is not a problem at all!

So when Zhao'er came back from outside, she heard the Xue family happily talking about Ming'er going to clean the mountain with everyone.

The Dafang couple was especially happy. Xue Juncai had to spend money again in school, but the old couple had no money. The bride price offered by the Zhao family was ready-made money, but it was a pity that Xue Cui'e, the chicken thief, looked after her bride price seriously.

For this matter, there have been frictions between the DaFang and the main room these days.

After a quarrel, Xue Cui'e also put down her foot. If the old couple dared to give part of her betrothal gift to the DaFang, she will go outside to meet people and say that the sister-in-law's has eyes on the sister's betrothal gift money. Because of this threadt, the matter was eventually dropped.

When you think about silver, there is silver to be delivered to the door. No wonder the DaFang couple is so happy.

Third family's Zhou shi's face was dark again, and Fourth family was okay, not getting involved. But this time, without waiting for Elder Xue to speak, Zhou shi expressed her attitude very clearly. Her own man was too tired to work in the mountains every day, and so they will not help out in cleaning the mountain.

The third family was not getting involved, and neither was the fourth family. Needless to say, the second bedroom was definitely not going to get involved either!

Father Xue was very pleased, and the Dafang couple were also happy. After being happy, they suddenly turned their heads and thought, third family and fourth family are not getting involved. Who will do the work then? There are regulations in the village that there must be at least two people working in a family.

Father Xue was also a little worried, but the general direction was still right, saying that whoever gets the money will do it. The Dafang couple promised, but they complained to each other when they got back, saying that they had revealed their intentions too early. They should have said things vaguely and had everyone work, and then talk about it when the money is divided.

Not to mention here, Yu Qing Village entered a rare lively scene the next day.

Every family, men, women, old and young went into battle, all carrying farm tools such as shovels up the mountain. Even those seven or eight-year-old little children, each with a small hoe for digging wild vegetables, followed their parents to help out.

The first day of cleaning the mountain was the most tiring. They had to chop off the thorny thorns. After chopping, each family divided some back and used it as firewood.

After another long time on the next day, this small hill was considered bald.

It's not over yet. You have to dig out the roots in the soil. This is the hardest thing. You have to watch them carefully. If you leave a little bit, the wild thorns will grow all over the mountain.

Generally speaking, although the country folks are very cautious, they are honest in their work, and there are very few people who sneak away.

During the period, Zhao'er went up the mountain to look at the progress and was speechless.

After going down the mountain, she found Xue Qinghuai, Jiang Wu, and Gao Sheng. They discussed for a while before they dispersed.

The hillside was finally cleared, and fortunately it was during the farmers' free time. Otherwise the cleaning would not be so fast.

After the front was cleaned up, there was a villager in the back to remind them of the silver. Zheng Lizheng said that if the nobleman came to see the top of the mountain in two days, he would pay the money so that the villagers would not worry.

However, after waiting for two days, and two more days, and still no nobles came, Zheng Lizheng panicked a little.

It was also that day that he was so shocked that he promised it all. He forgot to ask the other party for a deposit or something, and didn't even know where to find the other party.

However, Zheng Lizheng definitely couldn't say that. Some villagers asked, so he could only say that the nobles were busy as he panicked.

Just one day, two days, three or four days have passed, the nobleman still hasn't been seen, and the village is completely angry.

To say that it is not tiring is definitely a fake, even if the sweat of the farmers is worthless, it is not for nothing.

As the villagers were talking, there were more and more rumors in the village. Some say that Zheng Li deliberately asked everyone to clear the barren hills. Zheng Lizheng mentioned this before, saying that the land was too ugly, and that it should be used. Even if some trees are cleared, it can benefit the younger generation. But at that time, no villagers listened, and the work was not finished. There were so many people in the village. It was a matter of who went and who didn't go, so it was just left there.

There were also rumors that the nobleman has already given the money to Zheng Lizheng, and that he is greedy by himself and does not want to distribute the money to the villagers.

One after another, villagers approached the Zheng family to ask about this in person. This situation has never happened before. This means that Zheng Lizheng's majesty in the village has begun to waver.

Just when Zheng Lizheng was so anxious that there were several large warts forming on the corners of his mouth, Xue TingRang came back.

He first went to the home of Patriarch Xue, and then took Patriarch Xue to Zheng Lizheng's home in the morning.

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The gong in front of the Zheng Lizheng's house sounded again. Unlike Zheng Lizheng's joy before, he was obviously much more haggard this time.

This time it wasn't him who led the ringing, but it was Patriarch Xue who replaced him.

On the steps in front of the main house, a few chairs were placed, and all of them were the most respected people in the village. Only Patriarch Xue was standing with a pipe in one hand and speaking solemnly to the densely packed villagers below.

"Let's not mention the previous matters. Who does not do something wrong once in a while. Old Zheng really wanted to do something for everyone. I will testify about this matter. There is nothing true about him being greedy for money and not sharing with everyone. Look and see. I came to him before, and for a few days, he has been lying on the kang from illness."

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Suddenly, countless eyes were all looking at Zheng Lizheng, who was sitting above them. There was nothing bad in their eyes, most of them were pitying him and controlling their own emotions.

But this pity and sorrow was placed on Zheng Lizheng's head, which made him feel uncomfortable. It's just that he can't blame anyone, who can he blame? Patriarch Xue's words really let the villagers' grievances disappear. Even if the other party really has some thoughts, he himself was not careful and was fooled by the nobles, and now he is ridiculed by an old adversary.

"Let's not talk about anything else. It made everyone waste their efforts and no one would like it. Now that things are like this, it's no use just complaining. Now that there is such a thing in front of us. Some people want to buy this mountain. Still should we sell or not sell? If you sell, the price is definitely not as high as the price paid by the rich man, but everyone knows that the broken mountain is not worth that much money. So this thing tells us, don't be greedy for those things that you did not deserve. It's never so easy for money to fall from the sky. It's best to be honest and work-oriented."

"The patriarch is right. If we were not greedy for the money, we wouldn't have been fooled by the nobleman."

"We were greedy."

This sentence was full of lament and sorrow, but it also seemed the lament and sorrow was for Zheng Lizheng. They obviously didn't mock him, but it seemed to be to him. Really, shrewd for a lifetime yet stumbled in front of the old horse, exposing his shortness in front of the old opponent, who was still talking about the length to the villagers as if to show the public.

Just as Zheng Lizheng sighed to himself, there were already villagers on the field asking who wanted to buy it and how much silver they would take out.

Patriarch Xue showed a smile, first raising his hand to quiet down the crowd. After the villagers calmed down, he said: "We all know this person. He is one of our own. It won't be the same as that of the outsider, who was able to fool us. After all, we know him very well."

"Then Patriarch, please tell me, who is it?"

"Yeah, who would pay such a big sum of money to buy this place?"

Patriarch Xue said: "It's Gouzi from the second family of Xue Lianxing's1family. He is willing to pay a hundred liang silver to buy this mountain."

There was a surprised panic below.

"Gouzi from Lianxing's second family?"

"Didn't that kid go to school?"

"Why does he want to buy the land?"

Patriarch Xue raised his hand to quiet the crowd again and then said: "Well, I can't tell you clearly, so let Gouzi himself come and talk to everyone."

Following his voice, a young man walked up from the side. It was Gouzi from the second family of the Xue family.

But this Gouzi seems to be different from the previous Gouzi. Xue Gouzi has been seen by many villagers before. How to describe this child. His appearance is not bad, but he doesn't like to talk. He just walked in the village with listlessness and lack of energy like the countryside dogs that are everywhere in the village.

Now it is different. The waist is straightened, and the style is different. Anyway, the villagers didn't know any complicated words, and they didn't know how to describe it. It felt like he had changed from a countryside dog to a hunting dog specially raised by hunters. The energetic temperament and aura is different from the people in the village.

He went to study in town and was completely reborn!

Of course, some people recalled the previous match at Xue Lianxing's house. At that time, this Xue Gouzi showed an extraordinary appearance. Ordinary people would not let the two elite masters boast about. It's just that it didn't matter to them at the time, but now it does. Seeing Xue TingRang who stood in front of a crowd of people without showing any timidity, they felt even closer to him.

After Xue TingRang stood still, he first bowed to Patriarch Xue and other village veterans. This caused several old men to all stroke their beards and nod. Then he turned to face the villagers below.

"Hello folks and elders. This kid is here to greet you politely." He politely said while bowing, and then after straightening up his back, he smiled shyly: "Actually, my patriarch asked me to say something, but I can't say anything important. I feel that everyone has spent so much effort, and it's a pity. It happened that I have two classmates, and their family is in business. I took the lead and dragged them into a business partnership to buy this land. Even if I can't grow wheat, I will just grow vegetables, or raise chickens and ducks, or plant some fruit trees. That way the money won't be wasted."

After a pause, he said again: "Of course, if there are other plans from the village, then just pretend that this kid hasn't said this. Everything should be based on the interests of the village."

When he finished speaking, he stepped aside, and Patriarch Xue said again: "It's just like this. This time, it can't be like the last time. One or two people can not make a decision, and everyone should have a say in this matter. This kid is also helping everyone solve their problems. Even if they do business with classmates, where can they not do business? Yet he chose to come to our village. The Shangshui village in front and Niujiaoling further front both have better land, but they chose to come to us. For them to find us, it is all Ting Rang's efforts."

The following was a burst of talk and whispering.

After a long while, someone said, "Why don't we just sell it. Even without five hundred liang, one hundred liang is also good. We can always divide it among ourselves."

"It's a useless hill anyway and we are also worried that little children will be cut by thorns there."

"Don't say I exposed it myself, those stupid thorns cause too much smoke to be burnt as firewood. It disappears after it is dried and ignited."

If someone takes the lead, there will naturally be more people who follow.

Patriarch Xue asked again if someone had objections. Where did the villagers have any objections? Although a family is less than two or two cents, a few hundred wen is also a silver coin. At least it is better than working for so many days and not getting anything in return.

"Since everyone agrees, I will let Ting Rang take the silver to Lizheng. When Zheng Lizheng goes to get the deed, everyone will come here to collect the silver."

"Fine, the old patriarch has spoken, so what else can we say? This time we are blessed by Gouzi."

"Why are you still calling him Gouzi? He changed his name. Call him TingRang." Someone interrupted.

"Yes, yes, it's called TingRang. TingRang is really capable now. He found two classmates randomly and could still raise a hundred liang silver for us to solve the problems."

"This is what you call the younger generation having more possibilities."

This is the case every time the village is finished discussing things. They chatter when the business is finished, talking about everything, but today there is a central figure, that is, the TingRang of Xue Lianxing's second family.

Naturally, some people compare Xue Juncai from DaFang and Xue TingRang. Not to mention that Juncai lost to TingRang before, and now they are even more incomparable.

In the corner of the crowd, the Xue family stood there.

Xue Qingshan's face was full of disbelief, not to mention that Yang shi's eye sockets were almost about to fall out, and Father Xue's expression was also very complicated. Xue TingRang didn't even mention such a big matter to the family and actually went to talk to the patriarch.

Sun shi looked at the DaFang couple, and said to her own man: "TingRang is really capable of doing practical things, unlike those people who only make false claims."

When the voice fell, someone walked over to talk to Elder Xue.

"Lian Xing, your grandson is really amazing, and he will definitely be a great talent in the future."

"With the ability, the future is limitless."

"Lian Xing will enjoy a great blessing in the future."

It was a few old men in the village who were speaking, either about the same age as Elder Xue or the elders of the same family. Elder Xue could only smile and deal with it vaguely.

By the side, the faces of the Dafang couple were even more ugly.

Xue Lianxing is the name of Elder Xue

Here, Patriarch Xue smiled at Zheng Lizheng and said, "Brother Lizheng, this matter is up to you. You can step up. The villagers are waiting."

Zheng Lizheng's blood was stuck in his heart. The good person was done by those with the surname Xue. He hadn't said anything yet now he had to be someone else's servant completing tasks.

The key is that he can say anything. Who told the young master Mao who to leave him hanging and play him miserably!

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"Don't worry. This will be done soon."

Patriarch Xue smiled and nodded, then patted him on the shoulder before he left.

Zheng Lizheng swallowed down another bit of blood.

Patriarch Xue came out of Lizheng's house and went home with Xue TingRang by his side.

When he arrived at the door, Patriarch Xue turned his head and looked at him: "it's okay now. You don't need to accompany this old man with me."

"Patriarch."

"You are very good. You have won glory for the Xue family."

Xue TingRang smiled embarrassedly: "Patriarch, I only saw that everyone was getting angry and anxious. Because these things are not worthwhile, I can only help out the best I can."

Patriarch Xue patted him on the shoulder: "Alright. You little bastard don't have to pretend in front of this old man. No matter what you want to do, as I have told you, everything should be based on the interests of the people surnamed Xue first!"

After speaking, he hummed an unknown tune and entered the courtyard gate. It's been a long time since he has been so happy and relaxed, and seeing Zheng Lizheng's aggrieved old face, Patriarch Xue felt he could eat a few more bowls of rice today.

Xue TingRang stood in front of the door.

Everything is based on the interests of the Xue family.

To bring honor to the Xue family, and even better, if the surname Zheng could be suppressed as well. Because of this, Xue TingRang easily invited Patriarch Xue to take the lead.

This is the case for Patriarch Xue. As before, he supported Xue Qingshan. As before, for the face of Xue's family, forcing Elder Xue to only send Xue Gouzi. As before when Xue Qingshan went to invite him, he chose to stand on the side of Xue Qingshan. As this time, he did not hesitate to make himself happy.

Xue TingRang smiled and turned to leave.

Zheng Lizheng was very agile and knew that he couldn't delay, so he got the land deed the next day.

The villagers all gathered at his house to divide the money, but Zhaoer did not go nor did Xue TingRang.

"Here you go."

Xue TingRang handed Zhao'er the title deed with a big red seal on it, but Zhao'er was not very happy.

It is correct to say that even these days she is a little heavy hearted and worried.

"What's wrong?" Until then, Xue TingRang realized that he was too busy for the past two days when he came back.

Zhao'er sighed suddenly and glanced at him: "Do you know why I added dozens of liang silver to the amount?"

Xue TingRang pursed his mouth, did not speak, and put on an expression that showed he was willing to hear the details.

But for a while, Zhao'er didn't know what to say, and just said: "Don't do this in the future."

This kind of Zhao'er made Xue TingRang surprisingly unaccustomed, and it also reminded him of the quarrel between him and Zhao in his dreams. After the two got married, they quarreled a lot. Although Zhaoer didn't want to quarrel with him and he always kept back from quarreling with her, the two always disagreed a lot on matters.

He insisted that he was right. She would be perfunctory if she could and be silent if she couldn't be perfunctory. He would be particularly angry that she was not considerate of him, and she was also unhappy. Sometimes, for some reason, it would become like this.

"Do you think I did something wrong?" His voice tightened.

Zhao'er sighed inwardly, then forced a smile: "Let's not talk about it anymore. All in all, it's a good thing."

In fact, she also blamed herself for this matter. The little man couldn't handle this matter alone, and she intervened in the situation afterwards. However, she didn't expect that things would turn out to be like this. It should be correct to say that Xue TingRang's ability to control people's hearts was too astonishing, and Zhao'er was completely unprepared.

She was joyful in the first half of the matter, but when she went to the mountain and looked at the villagers who worked hard but were smiling, the joy suddenly disappeared without a trace.

She also didn't know why she was unhappy, why she felt guilty. She felt that she had fooled the villagers for her own sake. No one owes anyone, so why are they playing the whole village because they want to get what they want smoothly.

This kind of fooling people at will made Zhao'er's heart skip. So she superfluously sought out Xue Qinghuai and others. It was obvious that she could complete the task with only fifty liang on her own, but she had negotiated with someone else and raised another fifty liang in the name of joining the business.

"Do you think I was wrong?"

"Gou'er, we..."

"You think what I did was not right!" This sentence was affirmative. Xue TingRang's mouth was pressed tighter, his jaw tightened, and his eyes fixed on her tightly.

"No, I don't think you are wrong. I know you are doing things for me. I just..."

"What?"

"I just think we shouldn't fool people at will. No matter what we want, we should use proper means instead of playing others around... You don't know that when I went up the mountain, seeing everyone happy... my heart was particularly uncomfortable...I think people must be respectful and we can't just fool others just because we are clever...This feeling is particularly bad..."

Zhao'er spoke incoherently, and Xue TingRang, who had been staring at her closely, had the black mist in his eyes become thicker and thicker, and a low pressure enveloped him.

Zhao'er hadn't noticed yet and was still murmuring chaotically: "Gou'er, Jie knows you are smart. Even if they say you are not as smart as Xue Juncai, I know my Gou'er is smarter than him. But being smart shouldn't let you do whatever you want. You have to put your smarts on the right road... You make me very worried. Today we fooled others and maybe in the future others are stronger than us and fool us. If we always use this method, Jie is afraid that you will do something more terrible and cause a terrible disaster..."

What else can you do? Do you think it counts to control the court and fool the emperor?

In fact, she was right. He was such a person in his bones. Without regard for laws, no observance of discipline, everything is for self interest, and never cares about whether he may hurt others.

Zhao'er still hasn't gone to school, and she understood many principles but couldn't say it, but Xue TingRang understood her meaning from her words and phrases.

His first reaction was to be scornful, even disdain to explain. But listening to her say such things, what he thought more was that she was actually caring about him.

Therefore, she took out an extra fifty liang silver. So she is afraid that someday he will be exposed and carry a bad name? So she knew that he didn't want to listen, but she still said it.

The storm that condensed with low air pressure disappeared silently. Xue TingRang relaxed the muscles of his cheeks, and his tight mouth also eased.

"Then, have you ever thought about how we can get this piece of land by proper means?" He suddenly said, interrupting Zhao'er's mumbling.

"we……"

"Yes, we can go directly to Zheng Lizheng. We should be able to take down this piece of land with more effort. But have you thought about it in the future? I can see that you value this piece of land very much, and you must put a lot of thought into it. With your ability, you should be able to make a lot of money from it, but have you ever thought that if you really make a lot of money by relying on this piece of land, what should you do if someone is jealous and starts making trouble? If it's just one or two, it's okay. But what if half the village is jealous?"

Zhao'er wanted to say something, but Xue TingRang stopped her: "Don't talk about land deeds. You should understand what the rules are in this countryside!"

Zhao'er was struck by lightning.

Yes, this place in the countryside is different from other places. If it is said that the government's rules are useful and useful, but it can also be said to be useless. Sometimes the deterrence of the government is not as good as the number of males in the family.

Zhao'er had seen two villages who robbed water and killed people during the drought. The government couldn't control it because there were too many people at that time and they didn't know who killed them. So the two villagers sat together, and everything was resolved.

She has also seen a house with no males, and only an orphan and a widow are left when the man died. The clan decided to forcibly cede the house and land to relatives of the same surname.

"Zheng Lizheng has always regarded the Xue family as a major enemy. Even if we spend a lot of effort to buy the land, if someone has thoughts in the future, he will definitely help it. And don't forget Dafang, don't forget grandpa and grandmother. These people are all elders. As long as we don't leave here for one day and still have the surname Xue for one day, we have to guard against them.

"I know that you want this piece of land, so I used these means to clear your future worries. If you don't like it, I won't do it in the future." At the end, his voice turned somewhat aggrieved with sadness. His eyes were dim, like tarnished gems.

Seeing this, Zhao'er suddenly panicked: "I didn't mean you were wrong, I just—" She was anxious to comfort him, but she didn't know how to say: "Ah, it's all my fault. I shouldn't have wronged you. I was just afraid you had learned wrong things..."

Xue TingRang suddenly smiled. His eyes lit up again, and there was a warm light inside. It seems a little bit naive yet cunning: "But don't be afraid. It will be fine when I pass the exam. When I pass the exam and become a xiucai, we don't need to use these methods."

"Gou'er..."

"You misunderstood me. You have to make it up to me. Zhaoer, I always wanted you to kiss me. How about you kiss me as compensation."

Uh……

My thoughts: I really think Xue TingRang and Zhao'er are the perfect couple. I think they balance each other out.

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Zhao'er saw the wet eyes on the little man's face again, and this look was the most difficult for her to resist.

But to kiss?

"I know, you still blame me in your heart."

"I'm not."

"You are. If you want to prove that you aren't, then you kiss me, and I believe you aren't blaming me."

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Zhao'er's mind was in confusion, knowing that this was wrong, but she couldn't help but remember what he said before——

I know that you want this piece of land, so I used those means, just to clear your future worries. If you don't like it, I won't do it in the future.

Don't be afraid. Just wait for me to pass the exam; then everything will get better.

"Just a kiss?" Zhao'er hesitated.

Xue TingRang nodded generously.

"Then, then close your eyes."

He glanced at her, and closed his eyes obediently.

Zhao'er looked at his jade-colored cheeks, and suddenly found that the little man's eyelashes were very dense, long, and curled. No wonder she always felt that his eyes were so dark, like a veiled scene.

She thought about it for a while, then took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and pressed her lips to the place she imagined.

Little did she know that at the moment she closed her eyes, Xue TingRang had already opened his eyes. He watched her eyes close, her pink lips half puckered, like a newborn piglet.

He slyly turned his face away so that the pink lips pressed against his thin lips. Zhao'er felt something was wrong and opened her eyes subconsciously, just to meet his smiling but innocent eyes.

She immediately wanted to retreat, but his arm was wrapped around her waist. He touched her lips and said, "How did you kiss here? I haven't discovered that you are so bad, and you want to steal my mouth. Well, it's nothing. If you want to eat it, I will give it to you. But let me tell you first, I don't have rouge."

After speaking, he opened his lips to deepen the kiss, and Zhaoer was unprepared, so he stuck on the tip of his tongue into her mouth.

Then her brain became a paste. Later, she began to react because Xue TingRang's hand touched a place that shouldn't be touched.

"What are you doing?"

So having strength is good. Xue TingRang also took precautions in vain, but unfortunately he has thin arms and legs. Zhao'er only applied a bit of force and was able to push him away. But he had one hand that was quite stubborn, still covering that indescribable place.

Zhao'er glared at his thin white fingers that were covering her erect bosom, blushing red like a fire.

"Gou'er, you've become bad! Did you learn from Zhao Jinrui? How can you, can you..."

She hurriedly pushed him again, this time pushing him far away.

Xue TingRang fell on the kang and remained motionless. His knuckles lightly covered the tip of his nose as he sniffed the refreshing fragrance. Zhao'er jumped down from the kang, and after tidying her clothes, found that he hadn't moved.

Thinking of the bang she had heard before, she hurriedly leaned forward to look at him. As soon as she leaned over, she was slammed onto the kang by the other person.

Zhao'er wanted to have a fit, but then she heard him vaguely say: "Zhao'er, I have a headache..."

Seeing his face full of pain and his frowning eyebrows, Zhaoer immediately forgot everything.

"Let me feel it; is it painful? I'll find someone to take you to the hospital, so wait..." Then, she wanted to get up but was dragged down by him: "No, it just hurts. It'll be fine after I lie down for a bit."

"It's not like our family has no money now. It only costs a bit of money, so there is no need to save it."

"I'm really fine, just wanna lie down. Or, you rub it for me?"

Zhao'er was also scared silly. The country folks never go to the doctor when they bump their heads. They don't care about it. They only go to the doctor when the injury is particularly serious. As for a little child being bumped on the head, it's even simpler. The adults just rubbed the child's head.

So Zhaoer rubbed him gently, rubbing gently.

Xue Tingdan laid there, enjoying the grace of a beauty, his heart full of cheerfulness.

He looked at her serious expression. Zhao'er was just so silly. Whatever he said, she always believed.

He is also stupid. If he wasn't stupid, the him in his dream, would not have been frustrated and couldn't calm down when Zhao'er treated him like a little boy.

The truth is the same. It only depends on what people do with it.

"Zhao'er, I still want to eat the smashed noodles you make. I want daylilies, black fungus1, shiitake mushrooms, and lean meat."

"Okay, I'll make it for you later. All the ingredients happen to be available at home, ready-made."

"I still want to eat the guoyou2meat you cooked. You don't know that the food in the school's dining hall is terrible. Every time you bring me pickled vegetables, the little fat guy eats more than half of it. When it comes to me, I don't have much left."

"Then I told you to bring more, you still won't let me!"

"The pickles made by Zhao'er can only be eaten by me. I still want to eat them until autumn, so I don't want to share with them. I am very generous to share some with them."

After Zhao'er went to the kitchen room, the noodles were already prepared, but she remained stunned for a while.

She thought that the little man today was very finicky and childish, which reminds her of the past. At that time mother was in bad shape, and father was busy doing carpentry around town, and she was the only one who was cooking in the second family. She was a little taller than the stove, and the little man was two heads shorter than her, but he always liked to follow behind her, calling out her name.

"Zhao'er, I want to eat purple mulberry."

"Zhao'er, I want to eat eggs."

"Zhao'er, Juncai Ge ate meat. Why don't I have meat to eat."

She took him out to dig bird's nest and find bird eggs to eat. She remembered that she had picked up a pheasant that was stunned. That was the first time she roasted chicken. Although it was clean, it was half-baked, but he ate it deliciously.

"Zhao'er, it is so fragrant."

She didn't know when this situation stopped occurring, but fortunately it is back now.

"Every time you return to the academy on the first day after break, you are awkward, like a chicken that has been defeated in a fight. What's wrong? That Jiang Wu Ge is still in the shadows?"

Xue TingRang glanced at Mao Badou, sat down in front of his desk, took out pens, inks, papers, inkstones and other objects from the book bag, and placed them one by one in their correct place.

Seeing that the other party was ignoring him, Mao Badou was quite annoyed: "Well, you little Tingzi3. When you want to use your brother, you take a mouthful out of him. Now you don't need me anymore, your good brother is an eye-catching ghost. You have no conscience."

Every time Mao Badou speaks, he changes from being serious to not being serious.

Li Datian laughed loudly behind the two of them, stabbed the fat waist of Mao Badou, and said, "Badou, what are you reading now?"

It was Li Datian who knew Mao Badou best. During break, Mao Badou went to the small book stand he usually went to whenever he had money. Seeing the bookstand owner bring out new scripts, he went up to buy two.

It's still early, and the Xiansheng hasn't come yet. There are only a few students sitting scattered in the lecture hall. Although Mao Badou was not used to being serious, he was still afraid of being heard by others, so he smiled triumphantly and said in a low voice: "Buddha says you can't say it."

"Even if you are a Buddha, you are also the fattest Maitreya Buddha."

"Good, Li Datian. You dare to say that this young master is fat." The heart-pierced Mao Badou jumped up.

The two were arguing for a while, and Xue TingRang and Chen Jian looked at each other helplessly, shaking their heads.

Just when they wanted to stop the two of them from playing around, a few students passed by and sneered: "Just like this, and still wants to be in the top scorers of the school exam."

The reason why they would say this was because of Mao Badou.

He changed his earlier temperament and worked hard to study, which really shocked the crowd. Mao Badou was well-known in the academy before, and he also had a few friends, but he was alienated after the incident. After He Ming framed this incident, some people took the initiative to talk to him.

Mao Badou knew that these people were snobs, but he was not stupid enough to deliberately get into trouble with others. So occasionally he chatted a few words, mentioning hard work, and he naturally said that he was heading for the top scorers of the school exam. This word was spread out somehow, and some students who had been uncomfortable with his behavior took it as a joke.

However, those who dare to laugh to their face like this are usually not the ones Mao Badou meet often.

Mao Badou immediately became upset, but Chen Jian stopped him: "Stop, why bother with them."

Xue TingRang lazily said: "If you entered the top scorers of the exam, then you will have just slapped them in the face."

The two of them didn't hide their voices, naturally they were heard by those on the other side. One of the students, the one who just sneered, had a face full of disdain: "You can enter the top scorers and get into Class A when the water of the Yellow River flows backward."

"Then what if we entered?" Xue TingRang said suddenly.

"Entered?" The man was stunned for a moment before he stubbornly stuck to his belief: "With his half hearted studying and dependence on the Buddha's luck, if he can really get into Class A, then that must mean God is blind."

"Then what if I enter?"

"Bet against him, bet against him." A student booed next to him.

This person immediately said: "If you can get into the top scorers, I will give you one or two, no, I will give you five liang silver!"

also called cloud ear fungus

I love this stuff... and daylilies too

name of meat dish

nickname for TingRang

TingRang and Zhao'er are so cute

Although the style of study in the academy is rigorous, there has always been gambling between students. Of course, this bet refers to a gambling bet. For example, betting on poems and rhetoric. This time the betting is also considered as an incentive, which means that the bet is a bit big.

The student's name is Li Chao, and his family is also from the town. Usually, he is quite generous among his classmates. However, five liang silver is also a big deal for him, and it is obvious that Mao Badou is at the bottom of Class B, so how can it be possible that he can surpass everyone into the academy exam in March.

The student with good moral character has already spoken out to persuade him, thinking that this is Li Chao deliberately making a fool of himself. Although Mao Badou was a bit wayward, he wasn't a bad guy, so why bother bet so big with others.

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"Is it not he himself who preached that he was going to join the top scorers, so why didn't he dare to bet at this time!" Li Chao blushed and retorted.

Here, Mao Badou squeezed his palm: "Gamble. There is nothing I dare not bet on. If I can't get into the top scorers, I lose you five liang silver. If I get into the top scorers, remember to bring your silver. All classmates here can testify."

"Testify, then testify. Who is afraid of you? I'm only afraid you don't have the ability to get my money."

At this time, a bell rang outside, and all the students dared not say much and sat down at their desks. Not long after, Meng Xiansheng arrived, and after a few words, he began to teach the scriptures.

During the rest, Mao Badou went to the latrine, and Chen Jian asked Xue TingRang: "Did you mean it?"

Upon hearing this, Xue TingRang smiled: "Tighten his nerves so that he will actually take it seriously."

Among the four, Xue TingRang does not need to be mentioned. Chen Jian is the most hardworking while Li Datian seems inconspicuous, but he has a solid foundation in classics.

Xue TingRang had tested the three of them before, and he was very surprised. He couldn't figure out why Li Datian, who had a solid foundation, could not make it into the top scorers.

The only explanation is that Mao Badou had damaged Li Datian, or Li Datian himself did not put studies on his mind. He had already made up his mind to study for two years and then go back to take over his grandfather's place. How can a person who doesn't care about it make a difference?

As for Mao Badou, the most complicated one for Xue TingRang was Mao Badou.

Mao Badou is very clever and has a very lively brain and excellent memory. As long as he can put his serious thoughts on studying, it is certainly no problem to take the imperial exam and become a xiucai.

Motivated by the three of them these days, he learned quickly, but he was a little impatient and easily distracted. There was only around ten days left before the quarterly exams, and Xue TingRang naturally hoped that he could take it seriously.

"You make sense. If the matter is not of immediate interest, I think until the day of the quarterly exams, he will not take it seriously."

Not to mention these. It was the day of the quarterly exam in an instant.

On this day, the students all got up very early.

The breakfast food was very rich, and most likely the dining halls knew that today was unusual.

After breakfast, many students went back to the dorms to read books for a while, while others were walking in the garden while shaking their heads and carrying something on their backs.

The bell rang and all went to the lecture hall.

Check if the pen and ink are enough, and if the clear water in the bamboo tube is sufficient. Some students couldn't keep their breath. They had already ran to the latrine several times in the morning. They just sat down and wanted to go again, so they hurried out, clutching their stomachs. One just happened to bump into Meng Xiansheng, and took leave with him, and ran to the latrine at a galloping speed.

Meng Xiansheng did not take the book today but was holding two thick stacks of exam papers.

After standing still, he gave the papers to the students in the front row and asked them to take it down and send one to each student. When the paper was finished being passed, the student who went to the latrine returned. Meng Xiansheng said, "Let's start. It's only half an hour. Once passed that time, I will no longer wait."

As early as when the paper was issued, Xue TingRang had already read the above content.

This paper was engraved privately in the academy. The quality of the paper and the engraving work are very poor. The ink on it hasn't dried out yet, and it's black at the touch. The Qingyuan Academy is too poor and can only carve papers of this quality.

The point is not the paper but the questions on the paper.

In this quarterly exam, there are forty tie jing questions and ten mo yi questions, totaling 50 questions.

The so-called Tiejing began in the Tang Dynasty. It means to fill in a few words or sentences in the space of the scriptures to be tested. Moyi is to explain the meaning of a passage, and it is best to recite the passage of the scripture that relates to the question.

Since none of the students in Class B have learned to do eight-legged essays, they will not be tested. The Tiejing and Moyi are both literal knowledge. As long as you are familiar with the "Four Books and Five Classics" and "Zhu Zi Ji Zhu", you can do well. The only difficult thing is that there are a lot of questions.

Half an hour, fifty questions. One carelessness will result in the circumstance where the time has finished but the exam has not been completed yet.

Xue TingRang looked up and found that many students seemed to be familiar with this exam, and they started to do it when they got the papers. He dipped his pen in the already polished ink and began to write.

The first question title is from the chapter sentence of Liang Hui Wang in "Mencius"——

King Qi Xuan asked, "Can you hear about Qi Huan and Jin Wen?"

Mencius replied, but the latter was empty and needed candidates to fill it up.

Xue Tingpan quickly wrote: "The disciples of Zhongni who have no way or literary matter will have no legend in future generations. The minister has not heard of it. If there is no way, then the king?"

In fact, these tiejing questions are not difficult. What is difficult is that one word cannot be wrong. Whenever a word is missed, this question is wrong. After these days of focused studing and copying, Xue TingRang can call his "Four Books and Five Classics" and "Zhu Zi Jizhu" a fluent memorization.

In particular, he has learned it many times in his dreams, and in reality he only needs to consolidate a few times to get twice the result with half the effort. This is why Chen Jian and others are very curious. It is obvious that Xue TingRang doesn't learn much in normal times, and most of the time he is copying books, but no matter what questions are asked of him, he can answer easily.

Xue TingRang quickly finished fourty tie qing questions in one breath.

He put his pen down to rest, looked up and looked around. Most of the people were immersed in the papers. He took out the water tube and drank some water, covered the tube, and placed it away before beginning to do the rest of the moyii problems.

Moyi questions are small questions, so they seem to be many, but they are actually very quick to do.

After Xue TingRang finished, he checked again and confirmed that there were no mistakes. He took out the bamboo tube and washed the pen in a bowl that was used for a pen.

His behavior is a bit weird. You must know that almost all of the thirty students were immersed in the questions, but he has a leisurely attitude, which means that the questions were finished.

Meng Xiansheng, who was sitting in the front, focused his gaze and his eyes looked around Xue TingRang's body.

He then went to see the hourglass again. It was just over half the time.

As the person presiding over this quarterly exam, Meng Xiansheng naturally knows the difficulty of the quarterly exam. There are too many questions and too little time. Every quarter exam has many students who cannot finish all the questions. If you can't finish writing, those questions are not counted. It's the same as missing the chance of being a top scorer and getting into Class A.

But Xue TingRang finished writing so early in advance. Either he knows how to do the above questions or he simply abandoned all hope and gave up.

Mr. Meng is quite familiar with Xue TingRang, and the owner greeted him when he entered the house, asking him to pay more attention to this student. Ordinarily, he looks at this person, his performance is not top-notch, and he can even be said to be unknown. Especially before he entered the house, he had only studied in a rural private school for a few years, and he couldn't even understand the scriptures.

After thinking for a while, Meng Xiansheng opened his mouth and said, "If you are done, you can hand in the paper in advance."

The voice suddenly sounded in the quiet lecture hall, and most of the students raised their heads as if they were waking up from a dream, and looked around blankly. It was not until one person stood up that they realized that someone had finished the exam.

How can it be! Looking down at the remaining questions on their own exam paper, they suppressed the sound of surprise in their throats. If it weren't for the quarterly exams that prohibited loud noise, probably many people would have already screamed.

Xue TingRang raised the book bag and handed the papers to Meng Xiansheng respectfully.

Mr. Meng looked down at the paper, then went to look at him, and nodded.

Then Xue TingRang left.

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Seeing this scene, many students were greatly shocked.

They had the same thoughts as Meng Xiansheng before, and it can be seen from Meng Xiansheng's nod that the other party's paper must be finished.

Immediately, many people began to feel anxious inexplicably. Some were struggling with writing, and some were watching the hourglass again and again, I won't list them here.

Suddenly, a low voice could be heard. It seemed that a certain student had written the wrong answer because of his confusion. He looked dumbfounded at the paper, his face gray.

No draft paper is provided for the quarterly exam, and students are not allowed to bring their own. That is to say, regardless of whether it is well or not, it is just such one exam paper. When the Xiansheng graded the papers, the rules were extremely strict. If the ink was altered, one mistake was one mistake. In addition, if there are only a few blanks left in the title of the question and more than two errors or omissions, then there is no need to answer this question.

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Because there is no space to fill in.

There are a total of fifty questions, and at most one is allowed to be wrong. Even if you get two questions wrong, your test score will still be very high, but you will not be in Class A. And it is obvious that this person was so wrong that he was dumbfounded.

Some people are wondering why the scoring system is so strict for a group of students who have never even passed the child test. In fact, Qingyuan Academy also intends to cultivate students' control over question timing and exam time.

Once in the examination room, the examination paper is never allowed to have ink spots or alterations. Even if your essay is well done but the paper is not clean enough, it will not be taken. But now they only examine Tiejing and Moyi. This kind of memorization can't be done only by rote memorization. No amount of time will be enough if they do that.

Because of this low whisper, it also affected the minds of many students, some deliberately slowed down, and others became more cautious. In fact, what is tested in the examination room is not only the students' foundation in classics and justice, but also the mind.

If we say that the only students who are not affected, apart from a few students who have taken the exam many times, there is probably only Mao Badou.

These days, whenever they are tired of memorizing the books, they will ask each other questions and simulate quizzes. Xue TingRang always does the same problem faster and better than others. They have long been accustomed to his evil spirits.

Therefore, the three of them were not surprised when they saw Xue TingRang first exit in the examination room. Mao Badou secretly smiled and cursed, Li Datian shook his head, but Chen Jian lowered his head and worked his own paper more seriously.

In a quarterly exam, a few people are happy and some are sad, but no matter what, everything is only real after the grades have been revealed.

Generally, the list will be posted the next day according to the rule, and will be posted on a pillar outside the lecture hall. Most of them are worried about their own results, and today's academy was exceptionally quiet. In fact, by this time, many people are already aware of their grades, because after the exam, many students go back to compare books.

These literal exam questions can be easily compared. Even if there are some mistakes and omissions, they are very few, and the approximate results can be estimated.

Li Chao was particularly proud. When using lunch, he deliberately walked past Xue TingRang and others with a few students who were close to him.

During the talk, he was full of energy, as if he was about to enter Class A.

They are all just teenagers. Sometimes Xue TingRang really doesn't want to care about these classmates unless it is necessary. It can be seen that this person is also quite unbearable. Even if this Li Chao can get into Class A, how can he be sure that Mao Badou can't get into Class A? You have to know that they are betting on whether Mao Badou can enter.

And Mao Badou has always been excitable. After the exam, he pulled the three of them back to the hall, boasting that he would definitely be able to enter Class A this time.

He didn't need to look through the book to compare it. Because the questions he had in today's exam were either previously copied by him, or written by several people when they tested each other, so Mao Badou knew them well.

He pretended to be dejected after leaving the house. It is no wonder that Li Chao behaved like this. He probably expected that Mao Badou would definitely lose.

Gossip lessened, and soon the second day, when going to the morning class, some students looked at the movement from time to time. In the morning class, the students read books by themselves. Meng Xiansheng did not come. It is estimated that he will publish the list when he appears.

Just looking forward to it, seeing Meng Xiansheng coming from a distance, there was a commotion in the lecture hall.

You school official was holding a piece of red paper and posting it on the pillar, and Meng Xiansheng walked in and glanced down at the crowd. During the period, this gaze paused on someone's figure for a moment. Because it was not obvious, no one noticed it.

As if he could understand the feelings of the students, he stroked his beard and said, "You all go and see."

The student sitting by the door ran out immediately, faster than the rabbit. This behavior seemed to open the gate. All the students went out, and smiled at Meng Xiansheng as they ran out, as if they knew it was a bit shameful.

There is a circle of people in front of the red list, and in total, the space was only so big, so only the people standing in the front could see clearly. Even if the people at the back rise on their toes, they can only see the back of others' heads.

"This time, six people got into Class A." Someone exclaimed.

The reason for this reaction is also a rule of Qingyuan Academy. This entry does not refer to the grade A in the examination, but the students who can be promoted to Class A.

Grade A results are not difficult. Generally, those who have spent two years in school can get a Grade A. What is difficult is being considered the top those with the Grade A. The significance of this being the top is broad. It can refer to the top performers in performance, or it can refer to the master's acknowledgement that he can already enter Class A.

Not to mention the latter, the former must be no mistakes on the test paper and the paper can reach the top grade.

As a rule, at most one or two people can enter Class A for each quarterly exam, and there will be no more than three people at most. They never expected that there would be six people this time.

Because of this sentence, the people around subconsciously squeezed forward.

For a while, "you stepped on my foot" and "he hit my head" sounded in the crowd. The student standing in the front had to work hard to stabilize himself. To prevent being squashed on the pillar, the people in front hurriedly shouted: "Don't squeeze, don't squeeze, I will call out the names to you."

"Xue TingRang, Chen Jian, Li Datian, Li Chao, Zhou Quan, Mao Badou."

Everyone was in an uproar. Not mentioning Li Chao and Zhou Quan, Xue TingRang and the other three were in the same dormitory, and three of them were old students who had never obtained Grade A, and the other had only entered the academy three months ago. Everyone in the same dorm is in the Class A.

Before everyone reacted, two school officials came over with papers and paste in their hands.

"Keep aside, give up your position."

This is to post the papers of the students who have entered Class A for other students to observe. One is to prevent the suspicion of taking in requests privately, and the other is to let other students observe and review their own inferiority.

The students around immediately moved away, and after a school official posted it, they rushed up again.

These few students who have entered Class A are indeed exceptional. One thing is correct, and the roll surface is as clean and tidy as a block printing. And every word is well written, it looks very pleasing to the eye.

After seeing them clearly, some students sighed with grief while others remained silent. At this time, someone's voice sounded: "This is that Mao Badou's paper. When did his handwriting get so good, I'm afraid it was someone else's ghostwriting."

In addition to studying the four books and the five classics, the students in the academy must practice good handwriting diligently. Because the word is the face of a person, and the word is like the person.

Therefore, students usually compare each other's characters. Mao Badou's characters have been read by others before, but it is not that he writes ugly, but it is by no means good. Many people have read his previous papers, saying that he is dirty and several ink handprints were printed on it several times, which was specifically mentioned by Meng Xiansheng.

He really wrote this dignified and majestic character?

And this roll, shouldn't it be full of ink stains. It is better to print a few more ink handprints to complete his style? !

The person who spoke was Li Chao, and the joy of being in Class A failed to dispel his shock and disbelief.

Mao Badou entered Class A, which means that he lost the bet and must lose to the opponent for five liang silver. You must know that the monthly expenditures given to him by the family are only a few hundred wen. Where does he get these liang silver?

"Li Chao, if you lose, then you lose. There is no need to use nonsense to frame people. Everyone was there yesterday, and Mao Badou was also there. Who can be his ghostwriter?"

"But……"

"And you think Meng Xiansheng is deaf and blind? If there is someone ghostwriting, will he not be able to see it!" Li Datian blocked Li Chao's words, causing him to blush.

A group of students next to each other also said: "Right, Right. You have lost the bet and there is no need to engage in anything else."

Mao Badou shook his legs and looked at Li Chao's red and white face triumphantly. When he was about to say something, Xue TingRang suddenly said, "Okay stop. Let's go in."

The four of them were brought in, and the other students remembered that Meng Xiansheng was still inside, and they all returned to the lecture hall.

"Those who have entered Class A should not be arrogant and complacent, and those who have not entered should not be discouraged. The six of you should go to Class A. Hope you will be tireless in learning in the future and gain fame as soon as possible."

All of them were very courteous: "Thank you, Xiansheng, for your many days of teaching."

Meng Xiansheng smiled and nodded, and the few people returned to their desks, packed up their things, and left the lecture hall.

Not to mention this. After Zhao'er sent Xue TingRang away, she couldn't wait to go to the mountain that she had just bought.

Since this small hill is now privately owned, the boundary stone is naturally to be erected. Zhaoer walked to one place and stepped on the dirt around the boundary stone.

The boundary stone has just been erected. It is said to be a boundary stone. In fact, it is a large stone marked with red paint. The surrounding soil is still soft, so it should be stepped on.

She took Heizi and turned around the mountain twice before returning with excitement.

Along the way, her mind was thinking all about the layout of this mountain.

Zhao'er planned to divide the land into three parts. One part is planted with fruit trees, one part is used to raise chickens, and the rest is used to grow vegetables. There are springs on the mountain, and there is no shortage of water sources, which is why Zhao'er had taken a fancy to this place.

And now the first thing to do is to fence the surrounding area, so as to prevent the children from entering indiscriminately, or from the vegetables being planted and picked off by outsiders. The land above must be used for a house, but now Zhao'er has no money, so she can only put it aside for now.

Do what you want. After returning, Zhao'er told Gao Sheng and asked him to help find a few people in the village to make the fence. Everything is readily available. The thorns cut from the mountain before can be used as a fence. If it is not enough, just get some bamboo. The other thing is that vegetables must be planted. Vegetables grow faster. If they are faster, they can produce one crop in a month. Now that the weather is suitable, it will not be long before they can be picked up and sold.

These kinds of vegetables also need people. When it is a family's own vegetable plot, the woman at home will do it casually. But if you want to grow vegetables in such a big place, you have to hire someone.

Zhao'er had discussed with Gao Sheng, and Gao Sheng took on the matter. Anyway, he was always scolded at home, so he might as well set up a thatched house and live on the hillside, taking care of the vegetables when he is not busy, and he can help watch over the place.

But people still have to be hired. After all, Gao Sheng is mainly busy outside now, and he can only give a helping hand.

But who should I hire?

Gao Sheng recommended a young man named Liu Sheng who grew up with him.

This Liu family is also from Yuqing Village. His family is not as wealthy as the Gao family. However, Liu Sheng is honest and can't do the work of helping to deliver food and dealing with people. Gao Sheng has been worrying about how to help him. Finally, there is work he can do.

It is the best of both worlds because he can help grow vegetables without delaying the tasks at home.

Zhao'er also thought of a person, her third uncle Xue Qingbai.

Xue Qingbai was honest and straightforward, and worked hard. Leaving the vegetable growing to him, Zhao'er was not worried about what might go wrong. Especially Second Family has always been doing business with the Fourth Family, and it is always bad to leave the Third Family aside. Recently, Zhou shi always looks at her hesitantly, and Zhao'er knows it well, so this can make everyone happy.

After the agreement, Zhao'er went to Xue Qingbai.

After telling him about the matter, Xue Qingbai did not refuse and quickly agreed.

Because it was in the initial stage, Zhaoer couldn't pay him much. The tentative plan was one or two liang silver a month. In the future, depending on the situation, more will be added. Zhao'er is considered to have left the work on this mountain to Xue Qingbai, and Liu Sheng will also be under his control.

After that, after several days of busy work, Gao Sheng and others were busy delivering vegetables outside while Zhao'er stayed and helped watch the fence and vegetables.

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When the fence was set up, the vegetables were almost ready. Because of the lack of manpower, Zhao'er had to personally go work in the past few days, so when Xue TingRang came back from school, he didn't see Zhao'er at home. He heard Sun shi's words and then knew Zhao'er was on the mountain.

He put the book bag and the items he brought back into the house, then closed the door and went up the mountain.

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Now the top of this small hill has really changed. Facing the fence at the foot of the mountain, Xue TingRang walked in along a gap. Along the way, he saw the slopes were blocked into pieces, and the ridges were neat and tidy. Just from seeing this, he knew that this was a vegetable plot.

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Walking along the path all the way in, he heard voices from far away.

Xue TingRang walked further, and saw a few people surrounding the clearing.

Xue Qingbai, Zhou shi, Gao Sheng, Jiang Wu, Zhao'er were all there, and there were also some young children in the village. Everyone looked at the thatched-roofed house with a mud brick wall with smiles.

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Zhao'er said: "Shengzi, I didn't realize that you have such good craftsmanship in building a house. You can build it in one day."

The house is not big. It only has one room, but it is surprising enough to build the house in one day. First of all, this mud brick is not easy to make. You need to use a good yellow mud to stir the chopped thatch to make the brick. The mud brick has to be dried under the sun. Then, the mud brick is put on top, and the brick is dried. Only after several repetitions can the mud brick be used.

After the glutinous rice paste is used to glue the mud brick wall, you will have to apply a few more layers to make it firm. It is not a problem to live for a few years. Gao Sheng also bought mud brick from the villagers, which is how they could build the house so quickly.

Gao Sheng laughed: "This is because there are many people who are helping. Everyone has helped. Qiangzi, don't leave at night. I will go to the village to get some vegetables later. Let's cook a feast here at night."

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An elderly woman next to him said: "This child really wants to do whatever he thinks. There is no fire here, so how can we cook?"

"Mother, don't worry about this. I bought an iron pot. I will go to the village to get some vegetables later. As for the rice noodles and condiments, I will give some money and have someone do it for me. I will go to town tomorrow and get the pots and pans all set up."

The thin woman shook her head, but with a smile on her face, she wiped her tears again.

Zhao'er hurriedly persuaded: "Aunt Gao, how sad are you on such a good day? Now that Shengzi has a house, save two years of money and build a big house.

Then find a wife. There will be both a wife and house, so you will have it all. "

"Okay, Aunt Gao is not sad." Aunt Gao smiled with tears, wiping them with the corner of her clothes.

At this time, Zhou shi suddenly said: "Ting Zi is back?"

Ezoic

Everyone looked behind and saw a young man slowly approaching not far away.

At the time of the sunset, the sky was full of colorful clouds. The light red light shone on his blue robe, and another breeze blew in. The corners of the robe and sleeves fluttered gently, adding an aura of a fairy. Especially since the young man looks handsome, his eyebrows are full of leisure, and at first glance, everyone can't help but be stunned.

"Tingzi is growing handsomer and handsomer." It was Zhou shi's sigh.

This sigh broke the silence, and Zhao'er took a few steps forward and ran in front of the young man with an annoyed face: "I forgot that you will rest tomorrow. How did you come back?"

"Takin a bullock cart."

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"The bullock cart is slow and bumpy, are you not tired? You should have rested at home for a while. How come you've come to the mountain."

The girl circled around the youth, unable to say that she was caring and considerate, especially the worried look on the girl's face, which seemed like a little wife worried about her little man.

Jiang Wu's eyes darkened immediately, and he said: "It's also my fault. I also forgot about this. I was so busy with your sister, but I should have gone to the town to pick you up." His voice is high, and his words are a little too intimate, but everyone knew about the friendship between the Xue and Jiang families and didn't think much about it.

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Only Xue TingRang heard the provocation faintly. His eyes sank and looked at Zhao'er with a smile: "Zhao'er, I will tell you a good thing."

"What good thing?"

"I got into Class A."

"Really?" Seeing him nodded, the joy on Zhao'er's face overflowed. She turned around and said, "Oh, this is really a great thing. Our Tinger is smarter than others. You've only been in school for a few months and have already gotten into Class A."

Others don't know the rules of Qingyuan Academy like Zhao'er, but when they saw her like this, they all knew that it was a happy event, and they all came forward to congratulate her.

Zhao'er said: "Okay, don't go back today. Let's start a feast here, as a congratulation to Ting'er's success. I just wanted to tell you what's at home. The meat was only bought yesterday, not to mention the rice noodles. Later you go to the village to borrow two tables, and then borrow some bowls and chopsticks and stools. My aunt and I will cook."

"Now I have a chance to try Zhao'er Jie's craftsmanship." A few young people said happily, and they went to borrow tables, chairs and chopsticks in a hurry. Zhao'er also went back to get rice noodles, meat, and vegetables.

With so many people helping out, everything soon fell in place.

Because the stove hadn't had time to heatt, Gao Sheng built an earthen stove at the door and used it first. Everyone was sitting around and talking, and Zhao'er, Aunt Gao and Zhou shi were already busy.

The chicken is stewed in the pot and has been simmering for a while. Zhao'er opened the lid of the pot, and bursts of fragrant white smoke floated out. Although the people sitting around were still talking, they looked towards this side intentionally or unintentionally, and some even swallowed their saliva.

"It's said that Sister Zhao'er is good at craftsmanship. We haven't eaten it." A little round-faced teen said.

Among this group of young teens, probably only Gao Sheng had the blessing to taste it before.

Gao Sheng laughed: "You will be able to taste it later."

Here, Zhao'er used a spoon to scoop a small piece of chicken, blew on it, and fed it into Xue TingRang's mouth: "How is it?"

In fact, with Zhao'er's skills, there is no need to have someone taste. It is just a habit from a long time ago. They used to eat big pots of rice at Xue's family. Because they had to pay for Xue Qingshan's education, the food at home was not good, and Zhao shi always paid attention to the meat and eggs.

Every time she was asked to cook, she asked him to taste just to make Xue TingRang take another bite of meat, while others had nothing to say.

Here one person fed, the other ate, and they don't think there was anything wrong. People over there didn't think so. A chubby young man sighed: "Uncle TingRang and Zhao'er Jie have such a good relationship!"

The younger generation was also surnamed Xue, and he belonged to Xue TingRang's nephew's generation, so he was obviously two years older than Xue TingRang, but he has to call Xue TingRang Uncle.

Someone laughed and joked with him: " Zhaoer Jie, not Aunt Zhaoer. You have been confused by your seniority. If you called this in front of your father, and your father must beat you to death."

"They haven't married yet." Xue Hu said aggrieved.

"She is your aunt even if they are not married. Next year you will have to honestly call her Aunt. Then I will ask Zhao'er Jie to give you a big red envelope."

Gao Sheng was obviously making fun of Xue Hu, everyone couldn't help but laughed, but only Jiang Wu was a little silent. Gao Sheng glanced at him and sighed in his heart.

He then went to look over there again. The sky is already a bit dark, making the flames in the stove particularly dazzling. The boy was saying something, the girl was smiling, the two of them whispered a few times and smiled at each other.

Unlike others, Gao Sheng had many friends who grew up bare-ass together, so they know more than others.

Zhaoer is a recognized village flower among the descendants of Yuqing Village. She looks good, has a good personality, and is hardworking. Although she is a bit tough and has a rough personality, she always smiles and never finds trouble as long as no one provokes her. So she has done some deeds, but she is very popular in the village, and people of all ages like her.

Those who grew up together in Gao Sheng, eight out of ten were interested in Zhao'er. They all had intentions but never followed through. They all know that Zhao'er Jie has been taken long ago, so no one dared to intervene.

Country folks have this perception that a child bride is the daughter-in-law of someone else's family. Although she hasn't yet married, she is still the daughter-in-law of the other family. To think about other people's wives will bring about scoldings from the whole village. Gao Sheng also knew that Jiang Wu was interested in Zhao'er Jie.

They all grew up together. Gao Sheng didn't dare to say anything. If this matter is broken, let alone Zhao'er, he will not be able to be friends with Jiang Wu either. He only hoped that Jiang Wu could figure it out and let it go.

For example, like him.

"Alright, let's eat. You guys, don't sit down, come and serve food." Zhao'er knocked on the iron pan with a large frying spoon and turned her head.

This 'you guys' referred to the few youngsters, and the monkey like youngsters all smiled and hurriedly moved closer.

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