The landowner's wife of the imperial examination

Chapter 61

The old gentleman had no children, but he had new disciples, so he began to criticize the two disciples: "Don't just look at others' filial piety."

Jiang Changle didn't understand what Mr. meant, and said proudly, "The disciple is also filial to his father."

Zhou Lan is wronged, I want to be filial, but my father is gone, and my mother is gone.

The master frowned at the two disciples, and said with disgust: "It's stupid." Isn't there a master?Don't you have to be filial, sir?Does the old man have to explain it clearly?
This disciple is really inconsiderate.

To Jiang Changle: "Oh, then how can you be filial to your father, how can you be filial to your husband, let him see if you are qualified."

Jiang Changle shyly told the truth: "Sir, I'm afraid it won't work. It's not good to be angry with you, sir."

The content is so explosive that the gentleman's beard is shaking: "You are so filial to you when you co-authored it."

Jiang Changle flashed big eyes: "But my father likes that kind of filial piety."

The gentleman left immediately, and sure enough, the disciple could not accept too small.Do evil.

Chang Le is still wronged. His father really likes to clean up the mess for him. Master Jiang San said that he feels like being a father.

It can be seen that Mr. does not understand this father-son relationship.

Speaking of which, male disciples are not as caring as female disciples. On the day of Mu Xiu, the husband knew that this disciple's filial piety was not just about eating, drinking and drinking.

In order for the husband to be happy, Jiang Changxi helped him to post a post in advance, and invited his confidant and friends to come over.

The old man was really pleasantly surprised, talking about poetry, talking about current affairs, drinking two glasses, and having a poetry party.

Two disciples served on the side, one wrote down the poems and essays, and the other had a good brain and helped memorize it.

You said, this matter is done, don't look at Jiang Changxi's absence from the beginning to the end, but Mr. really remembers this disciple.

The two in front of them are no better than the one female disciple.

When I turned around and sent my friend away, I also thoughtfully helped to prepare gifts. Roast chicken and roast duck were no longer elegant, so I gave them preserved fruit instead.

The female disciple said that on another day, she will transcribe several copies of today's poetry collection and send them to the gentlemen's houses.

The rest of the day is over.At that time, Mr. felt that he should have accepted this disciple earlier.You can get one or two.

In the evening, Mr. Li was lying on the couch and closed his eyes to rest his mind, and then he came to taste the taste.

Such a thoughtful act, he is really satisfied with this gentleman, and this is one of them;
The second two young disciples, who participated in it, had a rare opportunity to gain insight;

The third Zhou Lan's words may be a little nicknamed.The boy's handwriting is good, but he is short of a chance to make a name for himself.

Secondly, this preserved fruit has been publicized again.This female disciple, the seven orifices are exquisite enough to describe less.

In the end, he was jealous of Mr. Jiang San, his son was born well, and his daughter was even better.How come all the good children come to Jiang San's house.

Chang Le pouted and helped her brother-in-law sort out the poems for the day: "Didn't you say Xiu Mu, why is it harder than going to school?"

Jiang Changxi: "Is it hard? I watched you guys have a good time."

Jiang Changle pointed to his nose: "I can play well?" Did my sister see it wrong? How could it be possible?

Jiang Changxi: "Otherwise, when we take a rest next time, let's invite the children from the gentlemen's families together, so that you will have company."

Jiang Changle nodded, that was still ok: "Why can't we play by ourselves, I haven't gone out with you for a long time."

The grievance he said made Zhou Lan look up at his brother-in-law, did he forget his brother-in-law?

Jiang Changxi still has a very good way to coax the bear child: "In the past, when we went out, it was just a walk on Zhuangzi. Where are we going now?"

Jiang Changle thought about it, it makes sense, they are now living in Zhuangzi, and there is nowhere to go: "That's true." He went back to the house dazed.

Zhou Lan couldn't help speaking for his brother-in-law: "Chang Le is still young, you can't be so strict with him."

Jiang Changxi: "Don't worry, this kid is very resistant to pressure, and he will be fine tomorrow."

Zhou Lan: "Grandma is working hard today." After speaking, she gave a deep salute.

He is not Jiang Changle, he knows what Jiang Changxi is tossing about.After his father was gone, it was Chang Xi who took so much trouble for him. He Zhou Lan was not a heartless person, so how could he not see it.

Jiang Changxi curtseyed in return: "Uncle, you're polite, the family doesn't say anything."

Zhou Lan looked at Jiang Changxi with affectionate eyes, and then said reluctantly, "I'm going to transcribe the poetry collection."

Jiang Changxi smiled: "This is not in a hurry, it is better to let Mr. Yazheng once again. The most taboo is that gentlemen are on a whim, a little careless, inappropriate words, and inappropriate things spread out."

Zhou Lan: "Don't worry, I know what I have in mind. I have reviewed it carefully. I will bring it back to Mr., please Mr. Yazheng."

Jiang Changxi was satisfied. If he has no power or power, he can't be too careful.

Zhou Lan is doing serious things, and Jiang Changxi is here to disturb.Back to Westinghouse early.

Jiang Changxi saw the candle in the east room burning for most of the night, showing how hard Zhou Lan worked.

As for his own Jiang Changle, this is not mandatory.The child is still young.

On the second day, Zhou Lan held a collection of poems she had copied and sent it to her husband for correction.

The teacher is most satisfied with the word "student", which is quite eye-catching. He nodded and asked the disciple to go to the clan study class.

On Chang Le's side, the husband felt distressed. The younger disciple, Mu Xiu, was not very happy yesterday: "When you come back from the clan school, you two can arrange half a day by yourself in the afternoon, and you will start teaching tomorrow."

Jiang Changle immediately rushed over happily and hugged Mr.'s thigh: "Sir."

The master shook his head and nodded his disciple's forehead: "Stupid, your father has paid a bunch of repairs." If you don't study, you will lose money.

Jiang Changle laughed: "Let my father be more stupid."

Zhou Lan's mouth twitched, brother-in-law, have you ever considered what your father-in-law thinks?

Chang Le took Zhou Lan and ran away.The husband actually took a half-day rest, and his whole body was full of excitement.

The gentleman just watched the little disciple run wild on the stupid road.It feels like a long way to go.

When Zhou Lan and the others came back, the husband mentioned his name in front of the poem written by Zhou Lan.

Handing the manuscript to Zhou Lan: "But I understand."

Zhou Lan saluted Mr.: "Disciple understands, thank Mr. for returning protection."

Writing the name may steal the disciple's limelight, but not writing the name, if this collection of poems is criticized one day, it will be Zhou Lan's copying gun.

It is said that the husband wrote his name, and Zhou Lan's words entered the eyes of the world.

Zhou Lan saw his husband like this, how could he not be grateful for his friendship.

Mr.: "Okay, send it to them. Don't forget to ask your wife to bring some preserved fruits. These people are very greedy."

He also has to help the female disciple to promote the preserved fruit on Zhuangzi, and he is also very worried about being a gentleman.

(End of this chapter)