Zhumen Hangui

Chapter 202 Checkout Again

"When did my father say that you are not suitable to be an official? Even if I said it for my father, it is because you are not good enough. I know that you are trying your luck. Although I don't expect you to pass the test, you are at least one Use some thought."

Su Jinxun said patiently: "The Tang family is very pleased that you have passed the exam, and I am very grateful to my father. I said that my father has kept you studying, and finally I have paid off."

"What does father care about her? She is a philistine! If her son fails the exam, she will definitely make a fuss when she comes back." Su Wenqing snorted coldly.

Then he said in a dissatisfied tone: "Father! You only gave 1000 taels of silver when you returned home this time. If it weren't for the help of friends, my son might not even be able to return to the capital."

"Isn't 1000 taels enough? Do you know how much money the government spent last month? It's only 800 taels at most. You just took your son back to your hometown for two months. How can it not be enough? You are ashamed to ask others to give you money." Not ashamed?"

The old man was so angry that he blew his beard and stared, and gave 1000 taels, he felt distressed!

"Where is it enough? This time I can't bring some local products and gifts to everyone when I go back to my hometown, and can I use money for the flowers along the way? When I arrived at the ancestral house, the second uncle cried with his son every day. The son thought that it was not easy for the family, so he left 500 taels silver."

As soon as Su Wenqing finished speaking, the old man couldn't help but rolled his eyes.

"Didn't I tell you that you don't care about the affairs of the clan? There is money in the clan, what do you do with it? You prodigal bastard, how much money does the second child make in the clan every year? Can the clan have no money to envoy? "

"He has money and he cries for poverty every day? My son is so annoyed by him that he can't help it, why don't you just give it? Now I have a hundred coins left on me, father, you have to pay me back!"

As soon as Su Wenqing said that, she stretched out her hand to the old man, really asking for money, very confident.

The corner of Su Huai's mouth twitched at the side, watching his master almost rise to heaven by the anger of the fourth master, he couldn't help laughing.

Fourth master is not stingy, but the old man is used to it.

"No money! From now on, you will stay at the mansion to study for your father, and you are not allowed to go out!" The old man pointed at Su Wenqing and shouted.

"If you don't give it to me, I'll ask my mother for it! You want to lock me up again? I don't accept it!"

Su Wenqing was so angry that she immediately jumped up from the armchair, and then walked out.

"You bastard, come back to me!"

Seeing that Su Wenqing had disappeared outside the shaking curtain, the old man was so angry that his chest hurt.

"Su Huai! Find someone to carry him to Wenyang Pavilion, without my order, don't let him go out of Wenyang Pavilion!" The old man said angrily.

"I don't believe it anymore. He can't pass the test if he is locked in the room every day to study."

The old man knew very well that luck in the imperial examination only accounted for a small part, and he still had to rely on his own hard work and talent.

There is no doubt about this old son's talent for reading. It was because of his worries before, but now he can't help this bastard.

Just like that, Su Wenqing, who had just returned to the capital, was locked up again before he had time to meet up with his friends.

Su Yizhao was not surprised when he heard the news, the father must have quarreled with the old man again.

Given Su Wenqing's temper, he was naturally unwilling to give in, and had to stick his neck out and sing the opposite.

But what Su Yizhao didn't expect was that Su Wenqing was put into confinement, and her good life came to an end.

Every day when she returned to the mansion after school, she had to be dragged by Zhong Bo to Wenyang Pavilion to relieve Su Wenqing's boredom.

"Master! Seventh Young Master went to Wenyang Pavilion again today!" Su Huai reported.

The old man was noncommittal, "Let him go! As long as Cheng Yuan doesn't leave Wenyang Pavilion, don't worry about him."

He put down the official document in his hand, took the paper handed over by Su Huai, and read it carefully from top to bottom.

"That's right! Xiaoqi has improved very quickly, and this question has been done in style!"

The old man was very satisfied, and there was no harm in detaining the old son in Wenyang Pavilion.

Now that Su Yizhao has returned to the capital, the account of Honglin Shusi will be settled.

"This is more than two months' profit. This is the account book. Please have a look at it, Young Master Su!" Shopkeeper Qin pointed to the bank notes and account book on the table, smiling all over his face.

Su Yizhao picked up the account book and looked at it roughly. When she saw that the daily profit was not as good as before, and it was only two taels of silver until yesterday, she sighed slightly.

Thinking in my heart, it's time to end this business, and the profits brought by comic books are gradually decreasing.

This little profit, she is a little bit despised.Even Su Yi knew that they made 28 taels of gross profit from selling stinky tofu at a stall in the capital yesterday.

This was the first day, and everyone didn't know that stinky tofu was a kind of food, and it was dark, so they dared not try it.

After the name comes out, there must be more than that.

Su Yizhi begged Su Wenqing to come to the capital with him. In order to make a living making stinky tofu, he insisted on not living in the mansion. Instead, he rented a small yard outside and asked the Su family to take care of him from time to time.

Su Yizhao understood that if they lived in the mansion, then Su Yizhi's family would be the people who came to fight the autumn wind, and it would be difficult to live under the fence.

In addition, the house rules are strict, and travel is restricted, so Su Yizhi's mother can't go out to set up a stall.

Writing a comic book takes a lot of energy, and now that her energy is limited, she has no time to take care of this low-earning job.

"Picture books are not as popular these days as before, but the profit is not bad. It's just that Young Master Su has been away for a long time, and the puppet books have long been discontinued. Old books don't have such a big profit, and we have to rely on new books. "

Shopkeeper Qin glanced at Su Yizhao's book bag, wondering if he brought any books this time.

Although the comic books written by other scholars are also very popular, Su Yizhao's comic books have novel and exciting stories, and some illustrations are also beautiful, so they are still the most popular.

Su Yizhao glanced at the final silver tael, which was a total of 230 taels.

"The profit is still considerable!" Su Yizhao smiled, then closed the account book, picked up the bank notes and silver and counted them.

Shopkeeper Qin looked at Su Yizhao's actions, but felt a sudden shock in his heart, and had a bad premonition.

He handed over a purse that was half old and not new, and asked Su Yizhao to put the banknotes and silver in it. Su Yizhao quickly thanked him.

"During this period of time, when you were not here, I collected a little more comic books from other scholars. You also know that those people came to buy them, and if I couldn't get them out, they would go to other bookstores. "

Seeing the embarrassment on Shopkeeper Qin's face, Su Yizhao smiled.

"Of course I can understand this. The book is spread all over the place, and it's normal to accept other people's books."

Shopkeeper Qin carefully observed Su Yizhao's expression, and seeing that she was not unhappy, the big stone in his heart finally came down.

"Then did you bring it today? You brought it. I won't accept those from other scholars recently."

"Let's accept it! I've been busy with my career recently, so I'm afraid I don't have the time and energy to write comic books."

　Thank you book friend Beiwei 37 for rewarding 500 coins!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)