I don't want to be a saint

Chapter 16, A group of mud-legged people still expect to study and become officials?

Like the ancestral hall of Lao Lin's family, the ancestral hall of Lao Yang's family is also beside the wooden bridge.

The large courtyard with front and rear entrances is very spacious.The main hall, wing rooms, and ear rooms are all available.

At this time, the spacious courtyard was crowded with people, young and old from various families.

Women are not allowed to enter the ancestral hall.

In the middle of the courtyard, there is a large pile of copper coins.

Like a hill.

People who are shaking can't open their eyes.

This is the income from selling stone carbon in the past seven days.There are more than 2000 catties of rock carbon every day, and each catty of rock carbon costs [-] Wen, and two thousand catties is [-] Yuan.

The consistent money was 1000 copper coins in the Tang Dynasty and before the Tang Dynasty.The Great Zhou Dynasty stipulated that 800 Wen coins were consistent.

The 37 yuan is roughly equivalent to about 262 guan.Seven days is about [-] runs.

There are more than 300 households in Yanglin Village, more than half of them are named Yang, about [-] households.

As of today, about a hundred households have participated in this coal business.

In other words, each family can get more than two yuan.

If you work for seven days, you can get two pennies.In the past, these mountain men would not have dared to think about it.

But now, the pile of copper coins like a hill was piled up in front of him.

Everyone stared at Qian Shan with bright eyes, couldn't help swallowing, and grinned so much that their mouths reached to the base of their ears.

Yang Liwen finished bringing the number of copper coins, stood up with a smile, and cupped his hands around.

The originally noisy courtyard gradually became quiet.

"Did you see this pile of money? It's all thanks to Brother Yi!" Yang Liwen shouted excitedly, pointing to Guo Yi who was standing in front of the ancestral hall.

"Okay! Brother Yi is doing great!"

"Good job!"

"From now on, we will all listen to Brother Yi!"

"Yes! Listen to Brother Yi!"

"Yes! We will follow Brother Yi from now on!"

The crowd was furious and deafening, and all the young and old were shouting at the top of their voices.

In an instant, Guo Yi became the focus of everyone's attention. He was a little helpless, but he still imitated Yang Liwen's movements and bowed his hands to the surroundings: "Not long ago, my father passed away unfortunately, so he and his mother came to Yanglin Village to join our grandparents. Thanks Mother's uncles and brothers don't dislike them, and take us mother and son in, and give them food to eat. The boy Ming dares to live within five years!"

While speaking, he bowed to the ground to everyone.

Seeing his great gift, everyone couldn't help being a little dazed. You looked at me and I looked at you, and they were a little at a loss. They waved their hands again and again: "Don't do it! Don't do it!"

"It should be, it should be!"

Guo Yi straightened up and continued, "As for the carbon dioxide business, some big guys got involved earlier, and some got involved a few days later. But no matter what, they are all surnamed Yang and belong to the same family.

As the old saying goes, it is a blessing to suffer a loss and be fooled.Whether it is a loss or a gain, everyone should take care of it. "

As soon as his words fell, Yang Lijie first expressed his support: "Well, it's all from my family."

"Yes! They are all from my own family, so I don't care so much."

Seeing that no one objected, Guo Yi nodded and continued: "Since there is no objection, the money will be divided equally according to each household. As for the future, I discussed a regulation with my grandfather, and the big guys will come to my grandfather every day before starting work." Dianmao. Everyone works for a day, counted as a job, and after earning money, the money will be distributed according to the working hours."

Others are soft-spoken, so they can only lift up the patriarch, grandpa.

"Brother Yi has the final say!"

"Yes! Let's listen to Brother Yi!"

This timing method is very fair, everyone is in favor of it, and no one is against it.

"The boy has no other abilities, but he has read some books and learned some money-making skills from the book. If you don't mind being uncles, then the boy is willing to lead our Yang family to become rich!"

After his words fell, the entire courtyard was silent, and no one dared to make a scene.

Only Yang Lijie asked anxiously: "Brother Yi, you don't study anymore? You are a scholar!"

"Yes, the second brother is right, reading is the right way." Yang Liwu also echoed.

"Even the officials have said that everything is low-grade, only reading is high!"

In the eyes of these mud legs, studying, taking imperial examinations, and taking official careers are the proper paths.The others are all low class.

"Hehe!" Guo Yi was full of self-mockery: "Study? Pens, inks, paper, inkstone, which ones don't cost money? Now I can hardly afford food, how can I have money to go to the academy?"

The courtyard became quiet again, and even the anxious Yang Lijie opened his mouth silently, but he didn't know how to persuade him.

Increased taxes, soaring prices, unsettled borders, coupled with natural disasters caused farmers to rebel, this is a series of vicious circles.

And the final victims are all powerless people, and they can only be powerless people.

Although I have made some money selling stone carbon now, my family has a large population and costs are high.If you want to study and take the imperial examination, you are still somewhat stretched.

Mr. Yang sighed, but he didn't know how to persuade him, so he could only keep silent.

He has lived for decades in his life, and he knows better than anyone else that it is not bad to be able to survive in this year.

A bunch of mud legs, still counting on studying to become an official?

Everyone was silent, and the atmosphere in the yard was a little depressing.Not persuading, not persuading.

Guo Yi smiled indifferently: "Actually, it's okay to find a way to earn some money first, and then go to school or even take the imperial examination later."

In the Tang Dynasty, there were strict restrictions on merchants participating in the imperial examination.

"Tang Six Codes" clearly stipulates: "Every official who has a personal life and cohabitation (Note: the third class in mourning clothes, here refers to the cousins ​​of the clan, unmarried cousins, married aunts, etc.) Practicing in business and industry, the family specializes in their own business, and none of them are allowed to be officials."

Even family members who have relatives in business are not allowed to be officials.

But in the Great Zhou Dynasty, this situation has undergone a fundamental change, "such as miscellaneous people in business and industry, and those who are extraordinary and outstanding, will also be sent away."

The "jiesong" here refers to participating in the first round of the "examination" in the Dazhou imperial examination. Merchants with outstanding talents can take the imperial examination together with others.

Guo Yi's explanation was a bit obscure and hard to understand, and the people present were all rough and ignorant.

But Mr. Yang listened to the same thing, and summed it up for him: "Generally speaking, in a word, only when you have a full stomach can you be able to study!"

Hearing what he said, Yang Lijie first expressed his opinion: "Brother Yi, listen to you! Fill your stomach first, what do you say, what should second uncle do."

"Yes, Brother Yi, you are a scholar, and you must be more knowledgeable than us big bosses. Whatever you say, we will do it!"

"Second brother and third brother are right, we listen to you!"

This mountain valley is indeed a bit poor, but the men in these mountains are definitely simple, bold, and loyal.

Guo Yi sighed a little, bowed to the ground again, and said sonorously: "Boy, I would like to thank you uncles for your kindness. I won't say much else, let's divide the money first!"

"Pay!"

"Split the money!"

Yang Liwen raised his arms and promised loudly.

The scene immediately became lively, chaotic like rushing to a temple fair, with smiles on all faces.

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