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

The villagers in Qinghe are simple and simple, except for Guo Guo, an old woman who talks nonsense, but she has never heard any bad rumors about her sister.

Xie Zhushu took out a leaf card and placed it on the small table.

His little face suddenly became solemn. He must pass the next hospital examination!

Even if his sister never gets married, he will protect her and become her protective wall.

Well, after returning to Gangneung, I tutored my sister and got a good rank in the autumn semester exam!

After a game of leaf cards, Xie Yuheng and Xie Zhushu had another penalty note on their foreheads.

Xie Yuheng waved his hand helplessly and gave way to Xie Lin.

There was no need to let go of his sister, so Xie Mingli went straight to kill her, counting the cards in the hands of the three little guys.

The young man's wails could be heard from time to time in the carriage, startling the birds on the roadside to fly away from the official road and go deeper into the woods.

.......

Shangjing.

The Ministry of Housing and Urban-Rural Development has reported the data on this year’s autumn harvest and the first crop.

Chu Heng's fingers trembled slightly as he held the memorial. He knew that high sweet potato yields were one thing, but he was still shocked by the intuitive and actual data.

Among them, there was a farmer who followed the teaching method and used his own method of retting, and the yield per mu was as high as 8,000 kilograms!

"it is good!"

"it is good!"

"it is good!"

Chu Heng's eyes were slightly red and he couldn't hide his excitement. He turned the memorial over and over again.

The imperial court does not need to spend large sums of money every year to provide famine relief, and people will no longer starve to death on the streets!

Very good!

"Your Majesty, your right deputy is the Imperial Envoy, Mr. Lin, please see me."

"Yes." Chu Heng picked up the Jizhou flower porcelain tea cup, the hot air hit his face, and the fresh fragrance of Longjing tea hit his nostrils.

Taking a small sip, the warm water calmed down the excitement a little.

I secretly thought that I would have to give the little guy some more rewards from my private treasury.

After the young guard invited Master Lin in, he returned to his position and stood guard.

Your Majesty is in a good mood today! You can wander for a while and think about where to spend your time the day after tomorrow.

Not long after I thought about this, there was a crisp sound of broken porcelain in the palace.

"Bastard thing!"

"Let Uncle Yongchang come into the palace for me!"

Immediately, a young attendant hurriedly ran out of the hall, went down the steps and went outside.

The young guard swallowed and silently stood up straighter.

Inside the palace.

Lin Jing rested his forehead on the ground and knelt on the golden floor tiles. But the old god was there and there was no panic at all.

Why is he panicking? Prince Yongchang is not his son.

Such a dandy is rare in the Yongchang Mansion, which has been passed down from generation to generation.

Don't even give it to him, for fear of staining the lintel of the Lin family and making it impossible for him to see his ancestors in a hundred years!

I just didn't expect His Majesty to be so fond of Qinghe Pavilion. Lin Jing touched the golden floor tiles with his fingers, and a ray of light flashed in his eyes.

The wind in the court is about to turn.

Behind the golden nanmu desk, Chu Heng's frown could kill mosquitoes.

He knew Xie Yuheng's parents and ancestors for three generations, and originally thought that Uncle Yongchang would become a stepping stone for the little guy in the future.

Now it looks like a roadblock!

How can we reasonably leave people and retain titles? I wonder if Meng Wanning’s maternal ancestor, the Pei family, still has the remaining blood...

Chu Heng's mind was spinning rapidly, and he subconsciously wanted to take a sip of tea, but reached out and found nothing.

The fire in my heart is rising, damn Uncle Yongchang!

His Jizhou flower porcelain tea cup cost ten gold, and ordinary people would have to grow tens of thousands of catties of sweet potatoes to buy one.

......

The eighth day of September, Jiangling.

Jingzhou Nanjun is located in the center of Daliang, with four distinct seasons.

But the scenery of Qinghe Village under the rule of Jiangling City is different from other places.

The white dew has passed, but the village is still full of flowers.

Green bamboo stands beside each house, and sweet-scented osmanthus trees poke out from the walls.

The flowerbeds on both sides of the street are full of chrysanthemums of various colors, including many unique varieties.

Even Meng Ziyi, who has traveled half of Liang, has never seen it.

Regardless of his appearance, the thirty-year-old uncle squatted directly by the flower bed and looked at a chrysanthemum that was all green and each flower was spherical.

He was traveling with a man in his twenties dressed in fine clothes. After the man looked around furtively, he saw no one.

Then he whispered: "Brother Meng, why don't we dig up one secretly? There are so many of them anyway, no one will notice."

Meng Ziyi shook his head and said sadly: "Shi Fan, can we scholars stop stealing and poaching at every turn?"

"A gentleman doesn't steal! Why don't we do something polite, like buy..."

Li Shifan poked the green petals with his hand and muttered: "Can I sell it? How much does it cost per plant?"

"Last time I was at the Changsha County auction house and saw a green peony, but it sold for ten thousand taels."

The two people's family background can only be said to be acceptable, and they were silent for a while.

"Thanks to those frogs in the well in Jiangxia County, they always think that Jingzhou Wuling is first and Jiangxia Xing is second."

"We should let them come out and see how prosperous it is outside."

Li Shifan curled his lips, stood up and patted the dust on his clothes.

Turn around.

He saw a little girl standing behind him at some point, which almost scared Li Shifan to death.

Li Shifan looked up at the sky in embarrassment. He cleared his throat and sighed: "Ah, the weather is so nice today!"

Li Shifan's toes were digging and digging in the cloth shoes with a thousand-layer sole.

Fortunately, I didn't actually dig up the green chrysanthemum, otherwise...it would be embarrassing to be sent to the government.

Is a cloudy day considered good weather?

Ye Cuifen burst into laughter, looked at their attires, and said, "This is the first exam for the Qiu School of Xie's Academy."

"If the two uncles are famous, they can go and help mark the papers. Afterwards, they can choose a pot of flowers."

After saying that, he carried the small medicine basket and headed to Xinxie College.

Today is the exam for boys and girls in the same school, and tomorrow they are taking the medicine hall.

Thinking that she was in a group with the Xie family's knowing sister, the little girl couldn't help but jump up and down like a lively rabbit.

Meng Ziyi murmured: "The first exam of autumn school."

Admission times for colleges vary from place to place, but they generally avoid the busy farming season.

It is often said that in the first month, farm work is completed, in August the heat recedes, and in November the inkstone is frozen. ’ Arrange teaching.

"Let's go, Brother Meng. If you have something, you can give it to me for free. If you don't want it, don't give it to me for free."

Li Shifan dragged his good brother forward. After walking for a while, he suddenly stopped.

Meng Ziyi asked doubtfully: "What's wrong?"

Li Shifan chuckled twice, scratched his head and said, "Brother Meng, where is Xie's Academy?"

Wait for the two of them to find out the location of Xie's Academy and sign up for review.

Only then did I find out that in the preliminary examination for the fall semester of Xie's College, Si Yuandao was the one who set the questions.

After reading the preliminary examination questions, Li Shifan's eyes widened and he said in surprise: "This is comparable to the Jiangxia County Examination."

Meng Ziyi looked through the window lattice and looked at the reference students in the square, both men and women.

The square is divided into two, one for men and one for men. It's just that obviously there are more male students than female students.

Xie Yunhua sat calmly in his seat, his eyes falling on the test paper pressed by the paperweight.

As one of the husbands in the girls' school, she naturally heard a lot of 'foul words'.

‘Girls should learn the Four Books and Five Classics every family. Just read the Four Books for Women and understand how to spin and scoop. ’

There are also a small number of students in boys' schools who hold this view.