Chapter 21: The Xu Family in Qingshui Town
"I once heard a teacher speak about a famous case involving a high-ranking official serving as a local magistrate. In a year of famine, the local grain merchants colluded to raise the price of rice from sixty cash per dou to one hundred and twenty cash per dou, causing great suffering for the local people.
This official couldn't sleep at night. After a night of contemplation, he came up with an ingenious plan.
The next day, he raised the price of grain to one hundred and fifty cash per dou, purchasing it at this inflated rate!
This made the people resent him, but he paid no heed and continued buying grain at high prices.
News of his high purchase prices spread during the famine, attracting the attention of grain merchants from all over the country, who brought their grain to Prefecture City.
When the merchants arrived in Prefecture City with their grain, the official's true plan was revealed—he stopped buying grain at high prices."
At this point, Xu Zeli looked at Xu Songshan, "Father, the first method I mentioned comes from this remarkable official, Lord Fan. If the merchants couldn't sell their grain, they would suffer even greater losses. But wouldn't selling at a lower price be better than losing everything?"
Xu Songshan suddenly understood. Yes, this case could also apply to Dongping County.
If the grain supply in Dongping County exceeds the needs of the poor, the price naturally wouldn't rise... but do the poor have enough money to buy sufficient grain?
"What if the poor can't afford enough grain?"
Facing Xu Songshan's question, Xu Zeli smiled, "That is indeed the challenge with the first method. The government can devise plans or even spread false news to attract grain merchants to Dongping County, but the real problem is that many people rely on this season's grain for survival and don't have extra money. Wealthy farmers might have some reserves, but the poor have nothing."
"Lord Fan also thought of this and provided a good solution."
"What is it?"
Xu Songshan eagerly asked, his eyes filled with anticipation.
"Organize events like dragon boat races among wealthy merchants. If a merchant wins, give them a generous reward!" Xu Zeli said with a smile, "Most wealthy people are not physically strong; how could they row boats?"
"So they would hire others!" Xu Songshan quickly understood. Poor people without money could earn silver by participating in such events, thus obtaining both silver and grain, ensuring their survival.
"Father, you're brilliant!"
Xu Songshan felt embarrassed at Xu Zeli's teasing and rubbed his nose, "You naughty child."
Now that the time for dragon boat races has passed, this method isn't suitable for Dongping County. Xu Songshan frowned, wondering what other options there were.
"Father, there's a saying: 'To become rich, build roads first!'"
Xu Songshan knew that merchants wouldn't willingly pay for road construction unless there was a benefit. "What reason could we give for building roads?"
"Merchant nominations!"
According to the laws of the Great Jing Dynasty, becoming an official merchant is every merchant's goal. Official merchants enjoy reduced taxes and the privilege of taking exams without restrictions.
Apart from royal grants, there are two ways to become an official merchant: donating five million cash, which requires approval from the Minister of Revenue and the Emperor, or receiving nominations from local officials.
Most local officials are evaluated every three years. If a wealthy family receives three nominations within twenty years, the Prefect can report to the Ministry of Revenue. If the Deputy Minister approves and confirms that the family has no criminal records and is charitable, the nomination will be forwarded to the Minister of Revenue.
After review, the Minister can request the Emperor's approval.
Nominations are crucial, and any corruption in the process results in severe punishment, including execution of the entire family. Thus, Xu Songlin never considered this path during his nine-year tenure.
Although Xu Songshan didn't understand the process, he recognized its benefits. After a moment's thought, he decided to hear the second method. "Zeli, what is the second method?"
"Water-powered bucket chain."
"What is a water-powered bucket chain?" Xu Songshan looked puzzled; he had never heard of it before.
"A water-powered bucket chain is an agricultural tool that uses..."
Xu Zeli paused. Dongping County was near the Qi River, making it possible to use water-powered bucket chains for irrigation. However, this tool was invented three years after he entered office by a wise man, who was granted a fifth-rank position in the Ministry of Works for his contribution.
Thinking back, he became an official at twenty-five and was twenty-eight when the tool was invented by Mr. Bi, who was eighteen at the time.
Now, at seven years old, Mr. Bi hadn't been born yet.
"Uses what?"
Xu Zeli quickly changed the subject, "Father, the water-powered bucket chain is a lost irrigation tool. I only learned about it from my teacher's books. Finding it would require enormous resources, so the first method is better."
After Xu Zeli's explanation, Xu Songshan agreed to try the first method and decided to inform his elder brother. If the disaster could be managed, Ruirui's pregnancy in the Xu household would be secure.
"Father, since I've helped solve this problem, may I make a request?" Xu Zeli's mind was already calculating.
"What is it?" Xu Songshan, pleased, waved his hand, "As long as it's legal and I can manage it, I'll agree."
"That the youngest child's education be entirely under my supervision!" Xu Zeli smiled at Xu Songshan. Although the eldest brother often acts as a father, with Father still alive, such a request was unlikely to be granted. That was exactly what he wanted.
"Zeli, are you being unreasonable?" Xu Songshan was stunned, then continued, "Leaving aside other things, marriage arrangements are the parents' responsibility. While they are alive, it's not your place."
Xu Zeli immediately conceded, "Father is right; I'm being unreasonable. Then, can I teach the youngest child without your interference?"
Xu Zeli spoke calmly and gently, smiling, leaving Xu Songshan confused and nodding in agreement.
By the time he realized something was amiss, Xu Zeli had already left.
Chapter 22: The Xu Family in Qingshui Town
"Zhao Qian Sun Li, Zhou Wu Zheng Wang..."
Under the dim oil lamp, a boy with a topknot recited "The Hundred Surnames" with a serious demeanor. His young but solemn voice echoed through the room, each word pronounced clearly and distinctly.
The boy had fair skin and delicate features, exuding an upright and noble aura that indicated he was from a wealthy family.
In front of him sat a handsome young man with long eyebrows and phoenix eyes, his gaze determined and demeanor elegant. He held a ruler in his hand; if not for his age, he would resemble a talented private tutor.
The resemblance between the two suggested they were brothers, and indeed, they were Xu Zeping and Xu Zeli.
Time flew by, and it had been four years.
Xu Zeping was now four years old. In these four years, he had witnessed tremendous changes within the Xu family. One of the most noteworthy events was the promotion of their eldest uncle from a seventh-rank magistrate in Dongping County to a sixth-rank judge in Yongan Prefecture.
Yongan Prefecture governed Heluo County, Dongping County, and Taiyong County.
Although Yongan was a small prefecture, the promotion of their eldest uncle significantly elevated the status of the Xu family. At least in Heluo County, even the county magistrate would address Xu Tangshi as "Lady Dowager."
The Xu family's teahouse became the busiest and most prosperous place in Qingshui Town. Local merchants all sought connections with the Xu family, hoping to seek favors in the future. However, the Xu family continued to conduct business honestly, never taking anything that did not belong to them.
Xu Zeping was not a true child. Although he did not know the specifics, he could tell from the fact that the eldest uncle's correspondence partner changed to Xu Zeli that the promotion must have been due to Xu Zeli's efforts.
Xu Zeping's guess was correct.
Their eldest uncle had diligently served for over twenty years. It was only after Xu Zeli passed the imperial exams and became the son-in-law of the Minister of Justice that the eldest uncle was promoted to judge in Yongan Prefecture.
After ten years as a judge, just as he was about to return home in glory, news broke of the youngest uncle's collusion with bandits, leading to the execution of the entire clan.
Thinking of this, Xu Zeli's expression darkened. Although the youngest uncle's actions led to his downfall, it was more a matter of political intrigue. That year, when Grand Secretary Wu resigned, the Emperor intended to promote his father-in-law to the cabinet...
His father-in-law was a staunch supporter of the royal party, and his promotion would disrupt the balance between the Crown Prince and the First Prince parties.
Grand Secretary Wu was the father of Consort Wu and the grandfather of the First Prince.
If there were no factional disputes, Xu Zeli could have suppressed the incident. However, the power struggle brought it directly to the Emperor's attention, leaving him no time to think before being condemned and sent to the execution grounds.
The promotion of their eldest uncle not only elevated the status of the Xu family in Qingshui Town but also improved the position of Xu Songrui and her husband in Dongping County, making Zhong Ye the undisputed heir of the Zhong family.
Xu Zeli knew that even without the promotion, Zhong Ye would have secured his position in the Zhong family, but at the cost of his cousin's health.
In the previous life, before his cousin was born, his uncle still cared about family ties. But after the premature birth, his uncle truly saw everything clearly and became ruthless within the Zhong family, seizing power in just three years and becoming the new head!
Fortunately, this time, his aunt safely gave birth to his cousin at the Xu residence and returned to the Zhong family after the full moon celebration, which was grandly celebrated for three days in Dongping County.
Xu Zeping did not know what the deep well of ice in front of him was thinking, but after finishing "The Hundred Surnames," he dared not ask, only staring blankly, lost in his own thoughts.
He knew the situation was beyond his control. This deep well of ice had taken charge of his education, even preventing the kind matriarch from intervening.
"Tomorrow I will depart for the county examination and return in ten days. During this time, you will study under Mr. Liu. I have written down your tasks and given them to him," Xu Zeli said, calculating the time. The county examination consisted of five sessions, one per day, with results posted three days later. Including travel, it would be exactly ten days.
Departing tomorrow, the examination would start the day after.
The county examination was relatively simple. Passing it would allow him to take the prefectural examination in April of the same year, earning the title of "tóngshēng."
Becoming a "tóngshēng" was the first step on the path of officialdom. Only then could one participate in the provincial examination in August.
The provincial examination was held every three years, coinciding with the years of Tiger, Snake, Monkey, and Pig.
This year was the Year of the Tiger, and if all went well, Xu Zeli could become a scholar.
Xu Zeli, born in the Year of the Tiger, was twelve years old this winter.
"If you do not complete your tasks in ten days, you know the punishment," Xu Zeli said with a faint smile.
Xu Zeping shuddered and immediately replied, "Not completing the tasks means being a bad child, and bad children get their little birds cut off and sent to the palace as eunuchs."
Xu Zeping endured the shame, trying to remain calm as he spoke, silently cursing Xu Zeli's deep well of ice. Despite preaching about propriety and virtue, he constantly threatened to castrate him.
As for why Xu Zeli used this threat, it stemmed from the youngest uncle's obsession with beauty in the previous life. Since the youngest uncle loved beauty so much, he believed he would find being a eunuch unbearable.
"Very good."
Xu Zeli nodded in satisfaction. "It's late, so go to bed early. Wake up at the third watch of the morning and report to Mr. Liu promptly at the second watch of the morning!"
After giving instructions, he called Dahu to escort the youngest back to Xiheyuan to rest.
Xu Zeping was still young and was arranged by Xu Songshan and his wife to stay in the main room of the western wing of Xiheyuan for closer care. They planned to send him to Donggen courtyard to live with the eldest once he turned six.
Dahu was Xu Zeli's book boy, selected by their eldest uncle and trained in martial arts to protect Xu Zeli closely.
"Young Master Ping, let me escort you back," Dahu said, extending his large hands. "It's getting dark, let me lead you."
Dahu had been with the Xu family for two years, and despite his intimidating appearance, he adored children.
Hearing Young Master Ping's sweet voice, his heart softened. He wondered why Young Master Li treated Ping so coldly... when Ping was so soft and adorable.
Chapter 23: The Xu Family in Qingshui Town
"Zeping, you're back~"
As Xu Zeping pushed open the door to his room, he saw a little girl dressed in a light yellow jacket sitting on the small couch in his outer chamber, embroidering a small sachet. Beside her stood a graceful young girl in a gray cotton jacket, holding a lantern for her.
These two were none other than Xu Zerou and Cuiguo.
The moment Xu Zerou saw her soft and adorable younger brother, she put down the sachet she was working on and rushed over from the couch, hugging him tightly. "Zeping, how was your study today? Did Eldest Brother give you a hard time?"
At nine years old, the little girl had already begun to show signs of beauty. With an oval face and round almond eyes, she had dimples when she smiled, indicating that she would grow up to be a stunning beauty.
Unlike Xu Zeping and his brother, Xu Zerou's fair skin and appearance did not resemble their mother Xu Linshi but rather their grandmother Xu Tangshi. In her youth, Xu Tangshi had been a renowned beauty in Qingshui Town. If not for the family's decline, she would have married into a much wealthier household.
Xu Zeli's goal for Xu Zerou was simply to teach her literacy, not to cultivate a prodigious scholar. Thus, after she learned basic writing, he no longer forced her to continue studying.
Just as she finished learning the basics, she turned eight and it was time for her to learn proper etiquette.
Xu Tangshi arranged for a retired nanny from a wealthy family to come and teach Xu Zerou basic manners.
Seeing the family's prosperity, the wise Xu Tangshi knew that her granddaughter would surely marry well in the future. Even if not to a high-ranking noble, at least to a minor official, becoming a lady of status.
Due to these arrangements, Xu Zerou had little time to spend with Xu Zeping during the day. Only after the nanny fell asleep at night could she sneak out to visit him.
Xu Zeping shook his head. "Sister, I'm doing fine. Eldest Brother hasn't given me a hard time. He's leaving for the county tomorrow and has entrusted me to Mr. Liu! Look how good Eldest Brother is to me; don't keep saying he's being mean. He'll be sad."
Xu Zerou playfully pinched his nose. "You naughty boy, clearly Sister is concerned about you, yet you're making fun of me."
"Good Sister, I didn't mean it~" Xu Zeping held her hand and pouted, showing concern for her. "Sister, are you tired from learning etiquette? Do you have to sit straight all the time? Is your back sore? Let me rub it for you."
"Sister is used to it, Sister isn't tired." After his series of affectionate gestures, Xu Zerou couldn't help but smile. She pulled Xu Zeping onto the couch and handed him a warm water bottle, instructing him, "Sister asked Cui Zhu to find out. Mr. Liu currently teaches four or five young children around your age. If they bully you tomorrow, don't be afraid. Stand up to them firmly. We have Uncle to support us if anything happens."
Xu Zerou wasn't at all reassured about letting her little brother go out. To her, he was so adorable and well-behaved.
Listening to his sister's words, Xu Zeping felt a warm current in his heart. "Eldest Brother said the private school is a sacred place where we must behave properly. Sister, don't worry. With Mr. Liu there, we won't cause trouble."
Of course, this wasn't Xu Zeli's exact words. His original statement was—any misbehavior in the private school that disgraced him would have consequences.
Xu Zerou didn't fully believe her youngest brother's words because she had witnessed Eldest Brother's strictness towards him since childhood.
She vividly remembered how, right after turning one, he was forced to feed himself... From using his hands to using a spoon, then chopsticks, the hardships he endured were numerous. But he was young and forgetful, otherwise, he would have hated Eldest Brother.
After turning two, he was strictly required to dress himself and wash up without any help.
At three, reading aloud required clear pronunciation, and any mistakes meant ten times the punishment.
Now, even more stringent rules applied. He had to write for an hour every day, regardless of the text—whether "Three-Character Classic," "Thousand Character Classic," "Hundred Surnames," or "Youxue Qionglin." Eldest Brother checked his progress daily.
Eldest Brother knew exactly how many characters he could write in an hour.
If he slacked off, the ruler would be waiting.
Xu Zerou knew that the youngest brother was Eldest Brother's loyal follower, always following his lead, so her concern was futile.
"Alright, alright, Sister knows the private school is sacred. Sister won't say anything more." Xu Zerou took out a small embroidered sachet from her pocket and handed it to Xu Zeping. "This is a gift from Sister. Buy whatever you want to eat tomorrow."
In the Xu family, children only received monthly allowances after turning six. Xu Zeping, being four, did not qualify.
Xu Zerou loved snacks and worried that her little brother might feel left out seeing others with treats. So, she placed ten copper coins in the sachet she gave him.
Seeing the flower-spotted puppy embroidered on the sachet, Xu Zeping knew his sister had put thought into it, as he was born in the year of the dog.
He accepted the sachet without hesitation and sweetly said, "Thank you, Sister. You're the best person in the world to me~"
"Cough, cough, what about me?" Before Xu Zeping could finish, Xu Linshi's voice floated in.
Since Eldest Brother was leaving for the county tomorrow, Xu Linshi was helping pack for both father and son.
Despite Eldest Brother's maturity, he was still a child, and even with Dahu accompanying him, Xu Linshi and the others were still worried. Therefore, they decided Xu Songshan should go along.
Tomorrow was also the youngest brother's first day at Mr. Liu's school, so as his mother, Xu Linshi naturally came to check on him. However, Eldest Brother's departure was more urgent, so she attended to their needs first before coming over.
Xu Zeping looked at his mother in a dark purple jacket outside the door and his expectant sister. He smiled sweetly and said, "You're both the best people to me. I love you both the most~"
Xu Zeping, taking advantage of his young age, shamelessly pouted and acted cute.
Under his charm, he successfully deflected the situation.
After sending off Xu Linshi and the others, Xu Zeping soaked his feet in hot water and comfortably climbed into bed.
In this life, the heavens had been kind to him, allowing him to be born into a respectable family. Though not wealthy, they lived comfortably without worrying about food and clothing.
Outside, the wind howled, but inside his bed, it was warm and cozy.
Not only had the maids warmed his bed beforehand, but there were also four warm water bottles to keep him warm.
Reflecting on the past four years, Xu Zeping felt a sense of surrealism. If not for his personal experience, he would have thought his previous life was just a dream.
Chapter 24 "Pest Control"
Looking at the white auspicious cloud patterns on the bed curtains, he could barely recall Tang Minxue's smile anymore. What filled his mind were only the earnest concerns and earnest teachings of the Xu family members in this life.
Even Xu Zeli, who seemed like a deep well of madness, was an indelible presence in his thoughts.
To this day, he had not yet fathomed Xu Zeli's true intentions.
Initially, he thought that all of Xu Zeli's actions were for the family's wealth. But if it were just for the family's wealth, Xu Zeli could have easily turned him into a spoiled young master. However, he did not do so; instead, he raised him according to the standards of a proper noble family heir.
Whether it was etiquette, literacy, or moral virtues, everything was taught with utmost care. It was precisely because of this that Xu Zeping felt a mix of love and hate towards this deep well of madness.
Xu Zeping sighed softly. Regardless, what he could do now was to study diligently and strive to pass the imperial examinations... Perhaps only by standing higher could he see through Xu Zeli's true intentions.
"Zeping, Zeping, your eldest brother is about to leave..." Do you want to see him off?
Before Xu Zerou could finish her sentence, Xu Zeli interrupted, "Children need their sleep. Xiao Rou, let him continue sleeping. After all, it's not Prefecture City; it's just a quick trip to the county town."
Xu Zerou looked at her eldest brother's warm smile and realized for the first time that he wasn't entirely bad to the youngest sibling.
The thin mist of early February brought a biting chill with the morning breeze.
"Ama, you're not getting any younger. Why don't you take better care of yourself?" Xu Zeli pushed a hand warmer into Xu Tangshi's hands and said, "This morning's wind is bone-chilling. Go back to bed, and I'll bring good news back."
Xu Zeli's words were not unfounded. Xu Tangshi was already sixty-five, which was considered advanced age for them. Moreover, she had suffered health issues during childbirth in her earlier years, making her body increasingly frail as she aged.
Xu Zeli remembered that Ama passed away in joy when he received news of passing the provincial examination in his previous life. Thinking about it... time had flown by quickly.
In his previous life, he passed the child scholar examination at twelve, became a scholar at fifteen, and passed the provincial examination at eighteen.
At twenty-five, he passed the imperial examination.
That year was not a regular examination but an imperial one granted for the Emperor's sixtieth birthday!
Xu Tangshi wanted to argue but was gently pushed inside by Xu Songshan: "Ama, Zeli is right. You should go back inside and not catch a cold."
Xu Tangshi held Xu Songshan's wrist: "I'm not worried about Zeli; his body is as strong as a bull. I'm worried about yours. If Zeli weren't so young, I wouldn't want you to go either."
"Don't worry, Ama. Zeli has already reserved rooms at the inn in the county town," Xu Songshan patted Xu Tangshi's hand. "As for keeping warm, I've prepared the overcoat sent by Eldest Brother. Rest assured."
In the misty dawn, amidst the farewell from the Xu family, Da Hu drove the carriage away swiftly.
Xu Zeping, still half-asleep, vaguely heard his sister calling his name, but the warmth of the blanket and the allure of sleep were too strong. He turned over and fell back asleep.
When he woke up, it was already the second hour of the morning, and outside the door, Jixiang's voice called out: "Young Master Ping, it's time to get up and wash up."
Jixiang was a young servant bought two years ago. He usually followed Xu Songshan around and took care of the Xu family's black horse. Now that Xu Songshan had gone to the county town with Xu Zeli, Jixiang was left behind to escort Xu Zeping to Mr. Liu's place for studies.
"Uh-huh, I'm getting up."
Xu Zeping responded.
"Young Master Ping, winter clothes are heavy. Shall I come in to help you dress?"
Xu Zeping replied, "No, Eldest Brother said we should do our own things and not trouble others."
Through the screen and the door, Jixiang faintly heard the sound of clothes being put on. Seeing Xu Zeping's determination, he did not insist and went to fetch hot water for Xu Zeping to wash up.
The Xu family usually had breakfast at the third hour of the morning, so when Xu Zeping arrived at the dining hall, everyone else was already seated. He scanned the room and asked subconsciously, "Where are Father and Eldest Brother?"
Xu Zerou answered naturally, "Father and Eldest Brother have already gone to the county town."
"To the county town? So early?" Xu Zeping was a bit slow to react. He suddenly remembered hearing his sister's voice in his sleep. Was it real? "Sister, did you call me this morning?"
"Yes." Xu Zerou wanted to say more, but Xu Linshi coughed lightly. She noticed that breakfast was already served and stopped the conversation.
After breakfast, Xu Zeping left the Xu residence under Jixiang's escort...
To be honest, this was only the second time he had properly left the Xu residence.
The first time was last year during the Seven Lantern Festival, but since he was too young, he was tightly held by Xu Zeli and didn't really get to play much.
Before that, his mother had carried him to his maternal grandparents' house for the Mid-Autumn Festival, but he was still an infant then and couldn't remember anything.
The Xu residence was located on Dong'an Street in Qingshui Town, where various businesses mingled, making the relationships complex and intertwined.
Xu Zeping was tightly held by Jixiang as they walked out of the Xu residence, turned a corner, and walked less than a hundred steps to reach the main street of Dong'an Street. Xu Zeping heard the shouts of merchants selling food and silk fabrics...
Hearing these familiar calls, Xu Zeping's eyes were full of curiosity.
The merchants recognized Jixiang and greeted him loudly: "Little Brother Jixiang, where are you going? Where's your master?"
Over the years, the merchants had learned about the Xu family's background and knew they had officials among them, making them people not to be offended. Thus, they treated the Xu family members respectfully.
With the promotion of the Xu family's eldest uncle, some savvy merchants tried to find ways to connect with them.
After all, the Magistrate's assistant was in charge of the city's security.
Some sharp-eyed merchants noticed Jixiang carrying a school box and holding a boy with clear features and fair skin. They teased, "Is this your young master? He's quite handsome. When he grows up, he'll surely charm all of Qingshui Town!"
Jixiang politely responded, thinking that no matter how much they wished, it would be useless since the master would never marry into their families.
The merchants looked at Xu Zeping, each with their own calculations. Even if they couldn't reach the eldest son, perhaps the youngest son would suffice.
Xu Zeping glanced around and could see the scheming in the merchants' eyes. Although he didn't know what they were plotting now, he would figure it out eventually.
Not wanting to engage further, Jixiang quickened his pace, leading Xu Zeping out of Dong'an Street and into Xilin Street.
Xilin Street is the residence of the literati and scholars of Qingshui Town. Upon entering here, their ears are filled with tranquility.
Chapter 25: The Xu Family in Qingshui Town (Revised)
"Student Xu Zeping greets Master Liu."
Xu Zeli had shown Xu Zeping a portrait of Liu Huaizhi, so Xu Zeping recognized him immediately and gave him a formal bow with clasped fists.
Liu Huaizhi, perhaps because of his affection for Xu Zeli, felt an instant fondness for the young boy who resembled Xu Zeli. He waved him over, "Little one, come here."
As soon as Xu Zeping approached, Liu Huaizhi scooped him up onto his lap, causing Xu Zeping to jump in surprise, nearly falling off.
Seeing this, Liu Huaizhi patted his back, "What are you afraid of? I don't eat people."
"Master Liu, Zeping is too heavy; I might hurt you." Liu Huaizhi was quite slender, and although Xu Zeping wasn't fat, he weighed about thirty pounds, making him uneasy on Liu Huaizhi's lap. He struggled to get down.
For Liu Huaizhi, it was like having a grandson to dote on. Xu Zeli was like a rebellious younger son, while the well-mannered and handsome Xu Zeping seemed like a cherished grandson, whom he grew fonder of with each passing moment.
Liu Huaizhi held the little boy tightly, ignoring his protests. "You look very handsome, even more than your rogue brother. You remind me of my own youth.
Do you know, when I first arrived in the capital, I was adored by countless noble ladies and young gentlemen. Every day, my path was lined with flowers..."
Hearing Liu Huaizhi reminisce, Xu Zeping's nervousness eased. He asked, "Did Master have someone he admired?"
Someone he admired?
Thinking of it, Liu Huaizhi's clear eyes became misty.
A radiant gentleman, like a celestial being.
Playing the flute, just like the spring breeze.
Liu Huaizhi smiled, "Little one, do you know what it means to admire someone?"
Xu Zeping quickly covered his mouth, looking nervously at Liu Huaizhi. "Master Liu, I didn't say anything, right?"
Indeed, one should not be too nosy, or they might end up in trouble.
Liu Huaizhi laughed heartily, tapping his little nose. "Yes, yes, you didn't say anything. It must have been my mistake."
"Master Liu, you're so kind."
"You're much sweeter than that rogue brother of yours. I like you," Liu Huaizhi stroked his long beard. "How about this? I'll take you as my last disciple, okay?"
"But isn't my brother already your last disciple?" Xu Zeping thought of the madman and shuddered. If he took his place, would he be in danger?
Liu Huaizhi, wise with age, saw through Xu Zeping's apprehension. Had he met that rogue earlier, he might have seen such an amusing scene. Now, no matter what, that rogue remained unperturbed.
"Are you afraid?"
Xu Zeping shook his head vigorously. "Of course not, Master Liu. Zeping is still young. Such a big decision should wait until my brother and father return."
Liu Huaizhi pinched Xu Zeping's cheek, smiling kindly. "You two brothers are alike, not only in looks but also in your sharp tongues. One tries to trick me into accepting you as a disciple, and the other speaks clearly and thinks fast."
How could Xu Zeping respond to that? He just smiled foolishly.
"What books have you read?" Liu Huaizhi changed the subject, ignoring the small book left by Xu Zeli on the table. Why follow that rogue's instructions?
"I've memorized the *Three-Character Classic, *Book of Surnames, and *Thousand-Character Essay*. My brother plans to teach me the *Youxue Qionglin* next."
Impressed by the boy's serious demeanor, Liu Huaizhi was surprised. Even in his scholarly family, children started learning at four and finished the *Three-Word Classic* by five.
"Oh? Can you recite them fluently?"
This life seemed blessed with a photographic memory. After reading a book twice, he could recite it backward. But he preferred not to reveal his true abilities, so he pretended to struggle after several readings before memorizing.
Even so, his progress was faster than most peers.
"I can manage a decent recitation."
"Hmm, you're being modest now." Seeing Xu Zeping's feigned humility, Liu Huaizhi chuckled. "Start with 'If a child does not study, cut the loom.'"
"If a child does not study, cut the loom. Dou Yanshan has a method. Teach five sons..."
The child's voice, clear and steady, resonated strongly, pleasing to the ear.
"Begin with writing, then clothing. Continue."
"Begin with writing, then clothing. Abandon the throne, let the country flourish. Comfort the people, punish the wicked. Sit in court, govern wisely..."
After reciting the *Three-Character Classic* and *Thousand-Character Essay* smoothly, Liu Huaizhi was even more impressed. What a promising student!
"Do you understand their meanings?"
Xu Zeping nodded. "My brother taught me, and I remember everything."
"Explain 'Nine regions bear the traces of Yu, all counties united under Qin. Mount Tai is the highest peak, ceremonies held at Yunting.'"
"The nine regions bear the marks of Emperor Yu's flood control efforts, and all counties were united under the Qin dynasty. Mount Tai is the highest peak, and ceremonies were held at Yunting Mountain."
"Comfort the people, punish the wicked, Zhou Fa and Yin Tang."
"Comfort the people and punish the wicked. This refers to King Wu of Zhou and King Tang of Shang."
...
After half an hour of testing, Liu Huaizhi was thoroughly satisfied. With a wave of his hand, he placed Xu Zeping in Class B.
Liu Huaizhi's private school had four classes: A, B, C, and D. These did not indicate academic performance but different stages of learning.
Class D was for beginners, still learning the *Three-Word Classic*.
Class C was for those who had mastered the *Thousand-Character Essay* and *Book of Surnames* and could recite the *Three-Word Classic* fluently.
Class Yi: "Three-Character Classic," "Hundred Surnames," "Thousand Character Classic," "Young Scholar's Forest," and "Introduction to Phonology" have all been memorized and understood, and the basics of "Nine Chapters on the Mathematical Art" have begun to be taught.
The above three stages all lay the foundation for the fourth stage, as the content learned in Class Jia is more complex, preparing for the upcoming imperial examinations.
In Class Jia, students must not only memorize and understand the "Three-Character Classic," "Hundred Surnames," "Thousand Character Classic," "Young Scholar's Forest," and "Introduction to Phonology," but also be able to write them out word for word, including their translations.
Furthermore, they must master the first three chapters of "Nine Chapters on the Mathematical Art"!
After completing these, they begin to study the Four Books.
Once all of these are mastered, they start writing essays in the eight-part format and composing poetry.
Unlike the other three stages, which are assessed once a year, Class Jia students are evaluated monthly. If they fail to meet the standards for three consecutive months, they will be expelled.
Most of the students Liu Huaizhi has taught drop out after reaching Class Yi.
Many are from merchant families; they cannot take the imperial examinations, and they come to learn merely to read and keep accounts. Some drop out due to family circumstances, unable to afford long-term education. A small number leave because they dislike studying or are simply not smart enough to handle the pressure.
Very few manage to follow him from Class Ding to Class Jia.
Of course, apart from Xu Zeli, who seems to have cheated his way through four years of schooling and directly took the examination, leaving the rest of the private school students far behind in envy and admiration, for he always tops the monthly exams.
Chapter 26: The Xu Family in Qingshui Town (Bug Fixing)
The students of Class B looked at the little boy brought in by Liu Huaizhi, all filled with skepticism and curiosity about his background—how could he be placed directly into Class B upon entering the private school?
Some arrogant ones were already plotting in their minds, vowing to teach this little boy a lesson once Mr. Liu left, to show him who was in charge here!
Not only were the twelve students of Class B observing Xu Zeping, but Xu Zeping was also observing them. Most of them were around eleven or twelve years old, two were around fourteen or fifteen, and one was about eight or nine.
The eight- or nine-year-old boy was dressed plainly, even his jacket had faded. He glanced briefly at Xu Zeping before returning his attention to his book.
Liu Huaizhi watched these interactions closely. After a moment, he said, "This is your new classmate, Xu Zeping. Zeping, introduce yourself."
Xu Zeping stepped forward slightly, raised his hand, and performed a respectful bow. "Hello, fellow classmates. I am Xu Zeping. Please guide me in the future."
Xu Zeping's etiquette and self-introduction were carefully taught by the cunning Xu Zeli. He had gone through various options in his mind and finally chose to refer to himself as "I," maintaining a modest yet dignified demeanor.
Liu Huaizhi did not say much more and pointed to a seat. "Zeping, sit next to Gao Yan. If you have any questions, feel free to ask him."
Xu Zeping followed Liu Huaizhi's gaze and saw the plainly dressed boy, who smiled shyly and awkwardly at him.
Carrying the book box slowly, Xu Zeping walked over, as he had never carried anything heavy before. The box was packed by Dahu yesterday, so he didn't know what was inside, but it felt extremely heavy.
On the way up, seeing Jixiang carrying it easily, he thought there wasn't much inside.
Once Xu Zeping was seated, Liu Huaizhi said, "Today we will study Chapter One of the 'Nine Chapters on the Mathematical Art.' The books are on the table; there are twelve copies. Start copying them. I'll return in an hour."
"As for Zeping, your brother has already prepared the 'Nine Chapters on the Mathematical Art' for you, so you don't need to copy it."
The other students were already curious about this four-year-old boy, and now they were even more intrigued about how he could have the books ready beforehand.
After saying this, Liu Huaizhi left Class B. The other students took turns getting the "Nine Chapters on the Mathematical Art" from the table and began copying.
Xu Zeping was also brimming with curiosity. Following Liu Huaizhi's departure, he discovered the "Nine Chapters on the Mathematical Art" within his book chest. In addition to that, he also came across the "Three-Character Classic" and his customary writing instruments such as rabbit-hair brushes, Huizhou ink, and an inkstone.
Gao Yan quickly glanced at the items Xu Zeping was taking out and then withdrew his gaze, feeling embarrassed. He immediately lowered his head to grind ink.
Xu Zeping understood Gao Yan's embarrassment and, to avoid making him feel more uncomfortable, focused on studying the "Nine Chapters on the Mathematical Art."
Chapter One: Rectangular Fields.
"Question 1: A field is fifteen steps wide and sixteen steps long. What is the area of the field?"
Answer: One mu.
Xu Zeping's thoughts raced. Width = fifteen steps, length = sixteen steps. This is simply calculating the area of a rectangle, right?
But how can 15 * 16 = 240 square steps equal one mu?
...
As Xu Zeping pondered, he heard a loud thud beside him. Gao Yan had fallen to the ground, dropping his brush, which broke into two pieces.
Standing next to Gao Yan's desk was a tall, muscular boy with a defiant look. He said dismissively, "Sorry, but you made the aisle too narrow for me to pass through!"
Xu Zeping could see that the aisle was clearly wide enough for two people. The muscular boy had deliberately bumped into Gao Yan's desk.
Gao Yan, thin as a monkey, would never block the aisle.
Gao Yan dared not argue and stood up quietly, saying, "No, it's okay."
Most of the other students ignored the incident, though a few seemed sympathetic but hesitated to speak up.
"You did it on purpose. Please compensate Gao Yan for his brush!"
Just as the boy was about to walk away smugly, a young voice spoke up behind him.
The boy in the back row, dressed in fine clothes, smirked.
Gao Yan fidgeted with his clothes, wanting to say something but unable to. Indeed, he needed a new brush.
The boy turned around and leaned down menacingly. "Kid, I advise you not to meddle. Which eye saw me do it on purpose? Do you know the consequences of spreading rumors?"
Xu Zeping, having dealt with difficult customers as a hotel manager, was unfazed by such intimidation tactics. His adult mindset made him immune to verbal threats; he feared only the underlying power dynamics.
"Not on purpose?" Xu Zeping raised his head slightly. "Then why walk so close to Gao Yan's desk when there's plenty of space?"
"I do as I please. What's it to you?"
"I may not control you, but you need to compensate Gao Yan for his brush!" Xu Zeping stared straight at the boy, his expressionless face causing the boy to step back slightly.
Lin Wenhao felt uneasy seeing Xu Zeping's calm demeanor. Something told him this child was not simple. He tried to appear fierce, not wanting to disappoint Huang Shao: "Do you know who I am? Who my father is?!"
"I don't care who your father is. All I know is you need to compensate Gao Yan for his brush!" Xu Zeping remained steadfast, focusing on Lin Wenhao's mistake.
Enraged, Lin Wenhao clenched his fists, ready to strike!
Xu Zeping quickly dodged, knowing he couldn't handle a fourteen- or fifteen-year-old boy. If it came down to power, he was ready too.
"Try hitting me and see what happens!" Xu Zeping glared at Lin Wenhao, adding proudly, "Do you believe my older brother will beat you up?"
"Who is your older brother?!"
"Xu Zeli!"
The boy in the back row, dressed in fine clothes, got the information he wanted and smirked. His father was right; the youngest son of the Xu family had entered the school.
Lin Wenhao's legs went weak, and he shuddered at the sound of that name. If he had known that Xu Zeli was the older brother of the child before him, he would have preferred to offend Huang Qi rather than do this!
Chapter 27: The Xu Family in Qingshui Town
In the Qinghai Private School, Xu Zeli is well-known to everyone. He is handsome, from a good family, and his academic performance is outstanding. He always tops the monthly exams, and no matter who asks him for help, he patiently explains everything.
Xu Zeping did not expect that the notorious reputation of "shenjingbing" would be so well-known. Just hearing his name made the tall and strong Gao Yan pale with fear. Could it be that "shenjingbing" had formed a gang within the school?
On second thought, perhaps it was not the reputation of "shenjingbing" that worked, but rather the reputation of his Uncle Xu from the Xu family!
Just as Xu Zeping was about to say something, a young man in fine clothing from the back row stood up and came over to smooth things over: "We will all be classmates in the future. There's no need to make such a small matter too embarrassing, Zeping, don't you agree?"
Xu Zeping only wanted to address the injustice he saw before him. In this classroom, they would inevitably see each other often, so he did not want to be too harsh. Since someone was offering a way out, he decided to accept it: "My friend, you are absolutely right. As long as the money for Gao Yan's brush is paid, we can consider the matter settled."
Lin Wenhao, being friends with Huang Qi, naturally came from a modest background. His family merely ran a small grocery store in the town, slightly better off than an ordinary farmer, but not by much. Therefore, he did not have much pocket money.
Although Gao Yan's brush was cheap, it still cost seven or eight copper coins.
Lin Wenhao had already spent most of his New Year's money, and now having to pay compensation, he felt genuine pain.
Seeing Lin Wenhao remain silent, Huang Qi flashed a look of impatience: "Classmate Lin, do you not want to pay the money?"
Although the Huang family could not compare to the Xu family, they were much stronger than the Lin family. Huang Qi's father was the head of the local administration in Qingshui Town, overseeing the town's records. The Lin family often needed their help, which is why Huang Qi could walk around arrogantly in Class B.
Lin Wenhao immediately said, "Of course not. Gao Yan, how much does your broken brush cost? I'll pay you!"
"Eight, eight copper coins."
Xu Zeping watched as Lin Wenhao reluctantly dug through his pockets to pay the money. He found Lin Wenhao's arrogant behavior even more distasteful, thinking he was some rich kid, when in fact he was just putting on a show.
Thinking about it, Xu Zeping couldn't help but despise him. It reminded him of some customers he had encountered in his previous life—those who shouted the loudest were often the least capable; conversely, those truly capable were humble and low-key.
After paying the money, Lin Wenhao returned to his seat in a huff.
Gao Yan quietly thanked Xu Zeping and then silently began to pack his things... He held the broken brush, feeling helpless because it was his only one, and he had not yet finished copying the first chapter of "The Nine Chapters on the Mathematical Art."
"Zeping, my name is Huang Qi. Seeing your clear sense of justice today, I truly admire you. How about we become friends and have dinner together tonight?"
Xu Zeping was not a real child. He understood that no one offered kindness without reason, so he did not feel much goodwill towards Huang Qi... Moreover, he knew that most of the students in the back row were close friends.
"Classmate Huang, have you finished copying 'The Nine Chapters on the Mathematical Art'?" Xu Zeping smiled and tilted his head. "I remember the teacher saying he would explain it later."
Seeing that Xu Zeping was not taking his bait, Huang Qi realized he had hit a soft nail. He cursed himself for being too hasty, smiled, and said he would go copy it immediately.
Xu Ziping noticed Gao Yan's embarrassment and handed him his brush: "Classmate Gao, I don't need my brush for now. You can borrow mine."
Gao Yan hesitated to take the brush from Xu Zeping's hand. This rabbit-hair brush, which he had seen with his father, cost a tael of silver... If he broke it, he could never afford to repay it.
"Classmate Gao, if you don't take it, the teacher might return soon."
Xu Zeping's words frightened Gao Yan into quickly accepting the brush: "Thank you very much, Classmate Xu."
Xu Zeping withdrew his gaze and continued focusing on the second point of the first chapter of "The Nine Chapters on the Mathematical Art."
"If a field has a width of twelve steps and a length of fourteen steps, what is the area of the field?"
Answer: One hundred sixty-eight square steps.
The method for calculating the area of a rectangular field states: Multiply the width and length to get the total area in square steps.
Divide the result by two hundred forty square steps (the standard unit for an acre), and you get the number of acres. One hundred acres equal one hectare.
Reading this, Xu Zeping realized that 240 square steps = 1 acre must be a standard ancient measurement, similar to π = 3.14 in mathematics.
Liu Huaizhi usually taught Class A for an hour, followed by Class B for an hour, then Class C, and finally Class D. He was always punctual, teaching exactly one hour per class. If there were any questions, students had to wait until after he finished teaching all four classes and then approach him privately.
Naturally, students had a natural fear of the teacher, leading to quick advancement for the smart and stagnation for the slow.
When Liu Huaizhi arrived at Class B, the class had already regained its composure.
He stood on the lectern and began checking the homework assigned yesterday: "Gao Yan."
Gao Yan stood up and respectfully addressed Liu Huaizhi: "Teacher, I am here."
"Collect the homework from your classmates."
Liu Huaizhi's order was obeyed without question. When Gao Yan collected the homework, everyone except Lin Wenhao submitted theirs obediently.
Noticing Lin Wenhao's reluctance, Liu Huaizhi's eyes darkened: "Lin Wenhao, do you have a problem with me?"
Hearing the teacher's words, Lin Wenhao dared not hold onto the paper tightly and allowed Gao Yan to take it from his hands.
Yesterday, Liu Huaizhi had assigned Class B the task of copying the Thousand Character Classic five times.
Upon reviewing the homework, excluding Gao Yan and Huang Qi, whose work was satisfactory, the rest infuriated him.
—"Lin Wenhao, you were supposed to copy it five times, but your work is full of mistakes and incomplete. Today, you will copy it ten times. If you don't finish it, don't come tomorrow!"
—"Tan Xuan, your handwriting hasn't improved in years. Your strokes are weak, and the ink is smudged everywhere. Are you planning to die here?"
...
Listening to Liu Huaizhi's scolding, Xu Zeping suddenly realized that Xu Zeli, the "shenjingbing," indeed learned from the best!
Liu Huaizhi did not just scold them; he also corrected their mistakes with red ink, instructing them to copy the errors ten times and submit them the next day.
It was no wonder Liu Huaizhi was so strict, as beautiful handwriting gave a significant advantage in the scholar examinations!
In the first part of the scholar examination, candidates must recite and translate passages from these foundational texts.
The qualifications of those participating in the juvenile examination varied greatly, and many were eliminated in the first round due to misspellings or even ink blots.
After Liu Huaizhi had reviewed their work, two cups of tea had passed. He then steered the conversation back on track: "Have you all finished copying the first chapter?"
Chapter 28: The Xu Family in Qingshui Town (Proofreading)
"Done!"
Hearing the chorus of replies, Liu Huaizhi nodded. "Then please hand in your books."
The first round of the county examination: Transcription and Translation.
The second round of the county examination: Legal Essays.
The third round of the county examination: Policy Essays.
The fourth round of the county examination: Eight-part Essays.
The fifth round of the county examination: Mathematics, Poetry Composition, or Arithmetic (choose one).
Before Emperor Sheng'an ascended the throne, arithmetic was never part of the county examination. However, after his ascension, he discovered that many practical matters related to water conservancy in the Ministry of Works required extensive arithmetic data. For this reason, he added an arithmetic section to the examination to select practical elites.
Precise data can reduce costs and enrich the national treasury. A well-funded treasury means more money for purchasing advanced weapons for soldiers.
Of course, the county examination is presided over by the county magistrate, who selects the topics. It is uncertain which subject will be tested in the fifth round. Nevertheless, Liu Huaizhi, being meticulous, ensures that every topic is thoroughly taught.
After collecting the books from the students, he said, "Currently, we need to study the first chapter and the second point of the 'Nine Chapters on the Mathematical Art.' Has anyone understood it?"
Regardless of their family background, most students here believe that a scholar's fingers are precious. Therefore, few have ever worked in the fields or planted rice. How could they understand the concept of square fields?
All they know so far are clichés like "At birth, human nature is good."
Seeing the puzzled looks on their faces, Liu Huaizhi did not lose patience, as he had once been in their shoes.
Just as he was about to give up hope, Gao Yan raised his hand. "Sir, I had the opportunity to work in the fields with my father. Is the question about the size of the square field asking for the size of the rice field?"
Liu Huaizhi stroked his beard and nodded approvingly. "Very good, continue."
Gao Yan scratched his head shyly. "That's all I understand, sir. I don't know much else."
"Good, does anyone else have any insights?"
Xu Zeping raised his hand and stood up. "Sir, I have a question."
Seeing Xu Zeping stand up, Liu Huaizhi was shocked. Although the child had memorized the basic texts, he was still very young and had not yet mastered the writing brush. How could he possibly understand square fields?
He had placed this child in Class B to let him experience the learning atmosphere early, laying the foundation for the future.
"Please proceed."
"Sir, when it comes to finding the size of a square field, can I understand it as finding its area?" Xu Zeping paused, organizing his thoughts. "A square field has four equal sides, each side being opposite and adjacent. The longer side is called the length, and the shorter side is called the width. The area of the square field is equal to the length multiplied by the width?"
"Very good!" Liu Huaizhi had taught for years, but even his most talented disciples had never made his heart race like this. He wanted to praise him more but feared it might lead to complacency. "Is there anything else you want to say?"
Xu Zeping felt a bit embarrassed because these concepts were common knowledge on Earth. He blushed, thinking that he was only benefiting from the knowledge of the future. "I am currently confused about whether steps and square steps are units of measurement. Why does 15 * 16 equal 240? How are they calculated? Also, why does 240 square steps equal one mu?"
Xu Zeping asked about 15 * 16 equalling 240 to hide his knowledge, as he could not reveal the multiplication table.
Since no one had mentioned the existence of the multiplication table in this world, he feared being seen as an oddity.
"The 'Sunzi Suanjing' mentions that one zhang equals ten chi, one chi equals ten cun, and one step equals six chi..." As Liu Huaizhi explained, Xu Zeping understood the ancient units of measurement.
Seeing Xu Zeping's eyes brighten, Liu Huaizhi continued, "The rule that 240 square steps equal one mu was established seven hundred years ago during the reforms of Lord Shang Yang."
"As for how 15 * 16 is calculated, it is equivalent to adding sixteen fifteen times." Although Liu Huaizhi was a top scholar, arithmetic was not his forte, so he could only explain it roughly. "Do you understand now?"
Xu Zeping bowed. "Thank you, sir, for your guidance."
Liu Huaizhi looked at Xu Zeping and asked, "Have you learned addition and subtraction within a hundred?"
Xu Zeping replied honestly, "My brother hasn't taught me yet."
"If you have any questions, feel free to ask me after school." Liu Huaizhi was always willing to help diligent students.
"Thank you, sir."
Liu Huaizhi turned to the other students. "Did everyone understand?"
Xu Zeping and Liu Huaizhi's conversation was loud enough for most students to grasp the concept, though some remained clueless. However, seeing that Xu Zeping, who was younger than them, had understood, their pride prevented them from admitting confusion, and they all claimed to understand.
Liu Huaizhi, being experienced, did not press further. "Li Er has a square field with a width of ten steps and a length of forty-eight steps. What is the area of this field?"
"This is your homework for today. Write it down, and I'll check it tomorrow."
After assigning the homework, Liu Huaizhi left Class B.
According to the schedule, Class B should have dismissed after Liu Huaizhi's lesson, but due to the need to submit additional homework, almost no one left.
Xu Zeping did not rush to leave either. Instead, he carefully transcribed the homework assigned by Liu Huaizhi, fearing he would forget it later.
Gao Yan initially wanted to ask Xu Zeping about square fields but was stunned by the messy official script on the paper. How could it be worse than his own?
Noticing Gao Yan's gaze, Xu Zeping scratched his head, embarrassed. "Brother Gao, please don't laugh. My brother said that when I grow two more years and practice my arm and wrist, my handwriting will improve."
Xu Zeping was also frustrated inside. Why was calligraphy so difficult?
His current handwriting was at least somewhat controlled in size, whereas before, it was barely legible.
Gao Yan, being shy, blushed when Xu Zeping pointed out his thoughts. "Zeping, I didn't mean that."
Xu Zeping smiled. "It's okay. No one is perfect."
Under Xu Zeping's comforting words, Gao Yan gradually calmed down and asked Zeping about Fang Tian...
Zeping was not one to keep things to himself; he answered all questions thoroughly, even drawing diagrams to illustrate his points.
With Gao Yan seeking guidance, the other students, who had been too proud to approach, now came forward one by one to request his advice.
After listening to Zeping's explanations, they all wore broad smiles.
At the same time, a thought arose in each of their minds—Zeping truly lives up to being Zeli's brother; both brothers are indeed gentlemen of the highest caliber!
Chapter 29: The Xu Family in Qingshui Town
Xu Zeping had just left Class B when Jixiang approached with a food box and handed him a warm soup bowl, worried he might be cold. "Young Master Zeping, you must be hungry. I just brought this from home."
Xu Zeping looked at the warm sun hanging in the sky; the February sun was not too hot but rather comforting. "Brother Jixiang, what time is it now?"
Jixiang thought for a moment and said, "I just came from home, it's one hour past noon."
Xu Zeping calculated the time; it should be two hours past noon, around half past one in the afternoon.
As they were talking, Gao Yan walked out carrying his school box, looking somewhat shy as he saw the Xu family master and servant. "Classmate Zeping, aren't you going back yet?"
Xu Zeping smiled, "I'm waiting a bit longer. After the teacher finishes his lesson, I want to ask him about addition and subtraction."
Gao Yan nodded in understanding, also wanting to learn more, but he needed to chop wood when he got home... otherwise, his mother would have trouble doing it alone. "Then, Classmate Zeping, I'll head back first."
Watching Gao Yan hurry away, Xu Zeping called out, "Gao Yan, just call me by my name."
Gao Yan turned back and smiled, acknowledging it.
The February sun made the temperature quite comfortable, so Xu Zeping decided to eat in the pavilion of the small garden.
When Xu Zeping followed Liu Huaizhi from the small reception hall to the Class B classroom, he had already gotten a general idea of the layout of the front courtyard. Thus, he held the warm soup bowl in his hands while Jixiang carried the school box and food box behind him.
As Xu Zeping arrived at the small garden, he heard the sound of reading—
"The Way of the University lies in illuminating virtue, in loving the people, and in attaining the highest good..."
Xu Zeping's footsteps seemed to disturb the person reciting, who turned around with a flustered look, cheeks flushed with embarrassment.
Interrupting someone's recitation, Xu Zeping quickly apologized, "Sorry, Brother, I came uninvited and disturbed you."
The reciter was about fifteen or sixteen years old, with a healthy complexion.
"No, no disturbance, this place is public." The young man looked at the familiar face before him, wondering where he had seen him before?
Since the young man could recite here, he was likely a student here. Xu Zeping had read most of the introductory texts and was familiar with their content, but the material the young man was reciting seemed unfamiliar to him... suggesting that the young man was likely a student in Class A.
"I am Xu Zeping, a new student today. I apologize for any offense. May I know your name, Brother?"
Hearing Xu Zeping's name and seeing his familiar face, Liu Wenran suddenly realized, "Xu Zeli is your brother!"
Liu Wenran's tone was certain, and he was right.
Xu Zeping nodded, "Yes, is this Brother a classmate of my elder brother?"
Seeing Xu Zeping's composed demeanor and clear speech, Liu Wenran felt inferior. Thinking back to when he was four, he was still playing in the fields, while this younger brother had already started his education.
"I am Liu Wenran, over ten years older than you. If you don't mind, call me Brother Wenran." Thinking about it, Liu Wenran smiled bitterly, hoping they weren't classmates.
There were eleven students in Class A, but ten had gone to take the county exams, leaving only him behind because his foundation was not solid enough. He needed to memorize the Four Books thoroughly before he could go.
Seeing Liu Wenran's bitter smile, Xu Zeping understood and changed the subject, "After a morning of classes, Brother Wenran must be hungry. My family prepared some simple food. Would you like to join me?"
On their first meeting, Liu Wenran didn't feel comfortable accepting and found an excuse to leave hurriedly.
Xu Zeping also enjoyed noodles, though unlike Xu Zeli, he preferred dumplings. He thought that on the first day of school, parents would prepare their children's favorite foods. Indeed, upon opening the food box, he found warm, plump dumplings inside.
Xu Zeping counted eight dumplings, just enough for one meal.
Of course, the Xu family paid attention to meals, so there was also a pot of hot soup.
"It's the winter melon and pork rib soup you love," Jixiang said as he opened the lid, filling the air with a savory aroma that further stimulated Xu Zeping's appetite.
After eating, Xu Zeping returned to Class B.
By then, Class B was empty. He opened his school box, took out ink, brush, and paper, and began to write the "Thousand Character Classic" in silence.
Bing Shengjing assigned him an hour of handwriting practice every day, which he needed to complete—both to avoid punishment and to improve his poor handwriting.
Thinking about Gao Yan's reaction earlier, his face turned red.
Jixiang confirmed the time to pick him up in the evening and returned to the Xu family.
Thinking of Bing Shengjing's textbook-perfect official script, Xu Zeping felt a deep sense of determination. One day, he could do it too!
Xu Zeping was someone who pursued his goals relentlessly. He ground the ink, picked up the brush, and began writing.
Under the warm sun, Liu Huaizhi could see through the window a boy with a straight back, diligently writing.
Diligent, studious, and intelligent, this boy did not disgrace his elder brother.
After finishing the "Thousand Character Classic," Xu Zeping's wrist ached, and his hand was stiff and numb.
He placed the brush on the inkstone, stood up, and walked to the window, rubbing his wrist while looking at the green plants outside. Without glasses in ancient times, he had to ensure he didn't become nearsighted, or he'd be in trouble.
Once his wrist recovered, he returned to his seat and wrote the "Thousand Character Classic" again.
As the sun set, Xu Zeping had written five copies of the "Thousand Character Classic," each neater than the last, although the characters were still uneven, at least the paper was clean.
Xu Zeping packed his things and headed towards the reception hall, carrying his school box. As he left the teaching courtyard, he ran into a stern-looking middle-aged man with a steady gait, clearly a martial artist.
Before Xu Zeping could speak, the man said, "Are you Young Master Zeping?"
Xu Zeping was taken aback, trying to recall who this man was. It would be impolite not to respond, so he immediately said, "Uncle, I'm not a young master, just call me Zeping."
Liu Quan explained, "I am Liu Huaizhi's bodyguard, Liu Quan. Mr. Liu has no son, and since you are his indoor disciples, you are considered his children in status. Calling you young master is appropriate."
"But I am not yet Mr. Liu's formal disciple; I am just his student." Even with Xu Zeping's silver tongue, his explanation now came out flat and dry.
Liu Quan smiled and said that it would be soon enough.
After saying this, he even tried to carry Xu Zeping's book box for him.
Xu Zeping refused, but then he was lifted up along with the box...
Looking at the ground, Xu Zeping felt like crying but had no tears; if only he hadn't refused.
Liu Huaizhi intended to teach, and Xu Zeping was eager to learn.
Naturally, the two were in perfect harmony.
Time flew by, and soon another hour had passed.
As the sky darkened, it marked the beginning of the first watch of the evening hour.
Liu Huaizhi had wanted to keep Xu Zeping for dinner, but Jixiang mentioned that his family was very worried. Liu Huaizhi could not insist further and had to let Jixiang take Xu Zeping back.
Chapter 30: The Xu Family in Qingshui Town
Xu Zerou sat in the courtyard, embroidering a handkerchief. Upon hearing familiar footsteps, she abruptly stood up, eager to rush forward. However, before she could lift her foot, she heard an elderly woman's coughing: "Cough, cough."
Turning around, Xu Zerou saw Madam Jiang standing upright in the corridor, watching her quietly. Xu Zerou flashed a placating smile and immediately lowered her raised foot, remaining where she was.
"Miss Ruo, if you don't remember this, I will report to Lady tomorrow and have a silver hairpin made for you," Madam Jiang said calmly but with authority.
Madam Jiang had explained the purpose of the hairpin to Xu Zerou, who knew it meant no movement. Scared, she quickly promised, "Madam, I swear there won't be a next time."
Madam Jiang, indeed from a noble family, had effectively disciplined Xu Zerou since her arrival, not only controlling her mouth but also calming her down.
Xu Zeping had just reached the back courtyard corridor when he saw Madam Jiang and Xu Zerou facing each other in the yard. He didn't need to guess what had happened; witnessing his second sister becoming more and more composed day by day, he wasn't sure if it was good or bad.
He had seen depictions of noble ladies in dramas, all elegant and restrained, their every move governed by rules.
He remembered his second sister's lively nature and didn't want her to change bit by bit... but this was the ancient era, and some things had to conform to the times.
Xu Zeping clenched his fists slightly. Ancient society was harsh on women, and most people lived in poverty. He understood why his grandmother had invited Madam Jiang to teach his sister proper etiquette, hoping that she would marry into a good family and live a life free from manual labor, always attended to.
Pretending to know nothing, Xu Zeping smiled, "Sister, Madam Jiang, it's cold outside. Why aren't you staying indoors?"
Xu Zeping's intervention came at the right moment. Xu Zerou quickly changed the subject, "Dinner is ready. I came to welcome you."
Xu Zeping ran happily to Xu Zerou's side, intending to hold her wrist but refrained due to Madam Jiang's rules. Instead, he playfully pleaded, "Sister, you're so nice."
Seeing the siblings' warm moment, Madam Jiang naturally wouldn't embarrass Xu Zerou and followed them, slowing her pace.
Madam Jiang was very satisfied with the Xu family's environment. Having spent her life serving masters in a noble family, witnessing endless power struggles, she had expected to spend her old age alone after her master passed away. Her young master, out of gratitude, allowed her to return home honorably.
She had no children and thought she would spend her later years alone.
Unexpectedly, the Xu family's matriarch sought her out through Madam Jiang's widowed sister-in-law.
Madam Jiang's brother died in battle when young, leaving his wife to raise their son alone. Despite the hardships, she did so with Madam Jiang's help.
When her sister-in-law asked for assistance, Madam Jiang couldn't refuse.
Her sister-in-law helped Xu Tangshi because, during her nephew Jiang Xiang's illness, Xu Tangshi not only lent money but also hired a doctor, saving his life.
Madam Jiang's sister-in-law was right to trust Xu Tangshi, who promised that the Xu family would treat Madam Jiang as they treated her.
Indeed, everyone in the Xu family, including the younger generation and Xu Linshi, respected Madam Jiang.
"Pingping, do you know Grandma prepared a hot pot to celebrate your first day at the private school?"
Hearing the joy in Xu Zerou's voice, Xu Zeping responded enthusiastically, "Really? No wonder I smelled the aroma from afar!"
Qingshui Town, located in the southern part of the Great Jing Dynasty, did not typically serve hot pots. Xu Tangshi learned how to make them from a chef in the Tang family when she was young.
The chef was from the north and specialized in authentic northern cuisine.
However, the Tang family declined rapidly, and Xu Tangshi hadn't learned everything before her father squandered their wealth.
Making hot pot required a complex recipe, which Xu Tangshi rarely attempted, making Xu Zerou, the little glutton, long for it even more.
"Our Pingping has a keen nose. Pingping, can you guess what kind of hot pot it is today?"
"I bet it's fish."
"Pingping, you're so smart!"
After dinner, Xu Zeping endured another round of concern from the elders.
...
After dealing with their inquiries, he hurried to the study for some peace. It was inevitable; parents from the Blue Star planet loved to ask about every detail of school life.
Xu Zeping lit the oil lamp in the study and looked at the family portraits hanging on the wall. These were painted by Deep Well, the first one without him but including Uncle and Aunt. Xu Zeping knew he was still an infant then and missed that gathering.
The second, third, and fourth portraits showed him smiling clearly, but no longer included Uncle and Aunt.
Glancing at these portraits, he suddenly felt the study was empty.
For the first time, he felt a bit foolish.
Usually, two people sat in the study—one big, one small.
Today, only he was there.
Xu Zeping cursed himself silently, unfolded the paper with his homework, ground ink, and began writing the solution steps.
Li Er has a square field ten steps wide and forty-eight steps long. What is the area of this field?
10 * 48 equals ten 48s added together...
Xu Zeping wrote the equation for adding ten 48s, then directly wrote the answer as 480 square steps.
Then he wrote 480 equals two 240s added together.
Finally, he wrote: Answer: Two mu.
After finishing, Xu Zeping yawned, staring at the moon outside the window, wondering if Deep Well was asleep.
Tomorrow was the first county exam. With Deep Well's skills, getting the top rank shouldn't be a problem, right?
He shook his head, remembering almost dying at Deep Well's hands, cursing himself again for being such a masochist.
He should hope Deep Well fails the exam, giving him a chance to escape his control and toy with him!
...
Xu Zeping had just finished packing his things when Jixiang knocked on the study door: "Young Master Zeping, it's time to rest. Are you done with your work?"
"Yep, I'll be out in a moment!"