At the beginning, there is smoke coming out of the ancestral grave, and the woman is busy in the imp

The sound of firecrackers is heard, and Tu Su laughs his whole life after drinking.

After lunch, Xie’s house, kitchen.

The sweet smell of cake filled the air, and Xie Mingcheng stayed by the mud brick oven like a puppy.

The real puppy Fugui is trying to catch a butterfly that accidentally entered the kitchen.

Mrs. Liu and Mrs. Qian were sitting around the table making dumplings. Chang He also helped by putting the fat and white dumplings into the bamboo sieve.

Chang He asked in confusion: "Why are all the dumplings filled with plain fillings?"

Mrs. Liu folded the lace of the dumplings and said kindly: "Eating dumplings with vegetarian fillings during the New Year will ensure a clean and peaceful year."

"It also needs to be paired with tofu, persimmons and three fresh vegetables, then it will be a masterpiece." Xie Tinghai, who was stirring the egg yolks, interjected.

Chang He suddenly realized that there are so many things to pay attention to when eating dumplings. He quietly glanced at his lord, he was picked up by his lord, and he has never lived like this before.

Si Yuandao pressed his tongue against the roof of his mouth, wondering what was going on with this inexplicable sentimentality.

It has been almost twenty years since his daughter and Mianmian left him, and he has never had a decent year since then. Since His Majesty launched the army, he has spent four years in the army.

In the first year of the capture of Yizhou, in order to stabilize the people's hearts, they did not take a single step from the people.

On New Year's Eve, all the soldiers served as usual, steamed buns, pickles, and a bowl of broth.

Si Yuandao turned his back and secretly wiped the moisture from the corners of his eyes with his sleeves.

As soon as he turned around and came back, he saw his disciple standing behind him. Today, on New Year's Eve, he was not wearing the red robe. He was wearing a blue and white round collar robe with green and yellow bamboo leaves embroidered on it.

Weird little devil!

Xie Yuheng glanced at Mr.'s sleeves. A dark trace, like a treasure, handed the chrysanthemum pattern plate with chiffon cake to Si Yuandao from behind:

"Happy New Year's Eve, sir!"

"Happy New Year's Eve." Little guy.

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In the second year of Yongping, the sixteenth day of the first lunar month. Xie's College opened.

Xie Yuheng stood at the gate, observing the students who came to register. Two carriages of the Xu family stopped not far away, and three little girls got out of the carriage behind them...

Xie Yuheng and Xu Lu's eyes met in the air, and Xu Lu looked away awkwardly.

Feeling guilty, I dare not look at each other, not at all. Tinghou regarded him as a friend, and his father wanted to turn Tinghou into his son-in-law.

Looking up at the sky, I guess the time is almost up.

Xie Yuheng raised his hand to greet Xu Lu in a playful manner, "Brother Xu."

Xu Lu wished he was deaf and looked left and right. Then Father Xu pushed him out with a palm and said, "What are you looking at, kid? Tinghou calls you."

Xu Lu stepped forward with a sad face and tried to explain in a low voice: "Father, I am old and my brain is not working well."

Xie Yuheng played with the red jade and said with a smile: "Your Majesty is not yet forty, so he is not considered old."

Xu Lu quickly raised his hands as if begging for mercy. The two laughed and joked with each other before walking onto the bluestone paved by the college.

"I heard that you are going to end this year?"

"Hmm. Where is Brother Xu?"

Fugui followed Xie Yuheng's feet, sometimes pulling on the little master's tiger-head shoes, and sometimes running forward naughtily. Then come to a face stop, shake the dog's head and continue chasing flies and butterflies.

"My wife asked me to come down and give it a try. He said that this year there are the most candidates and the questions may be the most difficult."

Xu Lu looked forward, his eyes seemed to be completely white, and he didn't know where he was.

He has done whatever the elders in his family have told him to do since he was a child. It seems that I have never considered what I want, and have always been pushed forward by others.

Xie Yuheng looked at the young man's confused look and comforted him softly: "Brother Xu is only eleven years old. It is common for many people to fail to pass the examination as a scholar. Don't put too much pressure on yourself."

"Hurry Yuheng, the auspicious time is coming soon."

Just as Xu Lu was about to speak, he was interrupted by Xie Mingcheng's shout.

"Excuse me."

Xie Yuheng cupped his hands and ran towards the college gate. The chubby little dog with four iron-clad eyes also followed its owner's footsteps and ran happily.

Xu Lu stopped where he was, watching from a distance as the boy in red, his family and the adult who went to Beijing, pulled off the red cloth covering the plaque amidst the sound of firecrackers.

With four large copper characters on a blue background, Xie's Academy reflects dazzling light in the sun.

The surrounding villagers, men, women, old and young, all looked at Xie Yuheng with admiration, as if they were looking at the gods they believed in.

The corners of Xu Lu's lips slowly rose, as if he knew what he wanted.

He was the only legitimate son of the Xu family, and his maternal grandfather's family would not allow it, so his father left the Xu family in the hands of the bastard.

A hundred years from now, when his father will be at the helm of the Xu family's destiny, he cannot lead his people into a ditch.

He promised Lu to support the Xu family.

The genealogy was rewritten and he made the first page!

Xu Lu turned around and walked back, meeting his sister Xu Yinqiu halfway. Asked: "Yinqiu, are your father and mother still there in the carriage?"

Xu Yinqiu got a claw of pumpkin seeds from an unknown villager. He spat out the shells like a young lady and said, "No, but it should be near Xie's house. You can look for it."

After that, he ignored him and continued walking to the academy. She went to take a look at the 'little man' her father had chosen for her, and the maid Zijuan quickly followed.

Xu Lu had long been used to it, and it didn't bother him that his sister had two faces.

After walking around outside Xie's house, I found the two of them in the grass pavilion by the stream.

......

"Father, my son wants to study at Xie's College." Xu Lu stood outside the pavilion, with wild plum branches swaying in the wind.

Xu's mother frowned slightly and said disapprovingly:

"The knowledge of Xie Tingjiang and Xie Chunxi is not as good as the master you have hired at home. Besides, you have to travel back and forth every day, so it is better to sleep more at home."

Xu Lu shook his head gently, looked at the plum blossoms blooming on the branches against the cold wind, and said:

"The sharp edge of a sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold. The master is a man who raises people, but he is also limited by the Xu family and will not be too harsh on the children."

Xu's mother was still thinking about something, but Xu's father raised his hand to stop her. Father Xu looked at his only legitimate son, feeling quite like a grown-up son in our family.

He muttered: "Lü'er has grown up, and Xie Chunxi's knowledge is indeed not as good as that of Master Liu. I heard that the master also often teaches Xie Tingjiang, and his knowledge may have surpassed Master Liu's. It's just that... he can't get the honors."

Father Xu walked to the pavilion and looked at the stream going south. He sighed:

"The Marquis of Qinghe Ting took the imperial examination at the age of five. Even if he fails, his mentality is worth learning from. If you want to go to Xie's Academy, you can go."

Xu Lu smiled happily, bowed deeply to his parents, turned around and walked briskly towards Xie's Academy.

Xie's academy can only repair two taels, but the Xu family's direct son still has this little money.

Speaking of which, Xu Yinqiu didn't find her 'little husband', so she eavesdropped on the class outside the window of the girls' school.

The teacher of the girls' school is a girl of about fifteen years old. In their Xu family, girls of this age have long been engaged to be married.

After listening for a while, it was nothing more than ordinary enlightenment. Xu Yinqiu handed the melon seed shell to Zicuckoo's hand without interest, and was about to pat her butt and leave.

I saw the lady changed her book and took out a plan! Now she won't feel sleepy anymore.

The female wife her mother hired for her knew how to teach a woman how to be virtuous without talent and how to learn female virtues and precepts. This Xie's Academy actually teaches arithmetic!

When Xie Yuheng and Mrs. Liu came over, what they saw was Xu Yinqiu almost touching the window.