The daily life of the science master's book-wearing group

Chapter 12 The Academy
Early the next morning, before Mrs. Lin got up, Mr. Song secretly ran to ask Zhao San with a face that had been beaten into a pig's head. He rubbed his hands and asked with a good temper: "Well, Zhao Guard, didn't my son ask you to bring something to this old man?"

"what?"

"This!" Master Song compared Qian's gestures.

He was scorned by Zhao San's disgusted eyes, what kind of father is this, it's too unreliable, how did his family grow up!Such an unreliable father, and a aunt who wants to kill him, it's not easy for them adults!

His eyes were almost turned to the sky, Zhao Shiwei slapped 6000 taels of silver on the table, and said: "Our adults said, this is the 800 taels you gave him when he got married, plus interest, and now he will return you 6000 taels of silver." Two, please don't ask him for money in the future! We adults are also Mrs. Hua's dowry money, he is very poor!"

After that, Zhao San took out a repayment document and asked Mr. Song to put his fingerprint on it.

Master Song curled his lips, scolding the little bastard for being unfilial in his heart, but still smiled and pressed his fingerprints.

6000 taels!Hahaha, finally he can go out for another two months!

On the other side, on the official road along the Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal, Song Chenhai randomly checked the homework of his younger brothers in the carriage.In winter, the canal is blocked by ice, and boats cannot go there, so the first half can only go by land.

Along the way, Mr. Song took a few boys and Song Qingyue to look around, let the children know about the food crops, and took them to wander around the passing towns, and assigned homework to the sons along the way, asking them to write down their thoughts that day feel.

Song Yaxin also wanted to go out to play with her father. When she heard that she was going to do her homework when she was going out with her brothers, she pouted and asked unconvinced, "Does the third sister also have to do her homework?"

"Naturally, your third sister writes a travel journal every day."

Song Yaxin shut up instantly, and went back to do embroidery work with her mother.

In fact, Song Qingyue not only writes travel notes, but also draws sketches.In her previous life, she loved reading comics since she was a child. She learned sketching from her grandfather who was an oil painting professor in junior high school, and then searched for drawing tutorials on the Internet. She taught herself comics. fanart.

However, she hid all the landscape sketches drawn in charcoal, and only showed Master Song her travel notes, otherwise she would not be able to explain them clearly.

After passing the Jining Mansion, the canal is no longer frozen, and finally the boat can be boarded.

Afterwards, they visited several cities with the boat, Xuzhou, Huai'an, and Yangzhou. When they passed by Zhenjiang, Mr. Song even took his wife Liang's hand to pay a visit to his Song family who is the magistrate of Zhenjiang. Fang's eldest son, eldest cousin Song Jianshuo.

This is purely for showing off.

Song Qingyue tutted and shook her head: I'm afraid Mr. Song is floating, if you continue to float like this, be careful of the gutter capsized.

Song Jianshuo was relatively flattered. In fact, when he went to school with this cousin earlier, he found that this younger brother was amazing. He was indeed an outstanding person, and his luck was nothing to say.

But it's not certain, the struggle in the court has always been fierce, the tree is big and the head is shot, and Song Jianming is in a high position at a young age, and it is inevitable that there will be a capsize.He is really looking forward to the future between himself and this younger brother, who will have the last laugh!
After arriving in Hangzhou Mansion, the group rested in Hangzhou City for five days. Song Qingyue called for a visit to the silk factory and paper factory.

It's winter now, the silk has been used up long ago, and the silk factory is shutting down. However, the local wealthy businessman is still very happy to receive the court officials, and led Mr. Song and a few children to visit the suspended spinning factory.

The owner of the paper mill heard that a second-grade senior came to ask for an interview, and was so frightened that he almost had a heart attack. Hearing that Mr. Song just wanted to take the children to see the papermaking process, he immediately felt relieved He personally led Mr. Song, several young masters of the Song family and a young lady to see his own paper mill.

In the end, Mr. Song stayed for a meal, which was considered a good relationship.

After returning home, Lord Song read Sanyatou's travel notes and asked her, "Little devil, where else do you want to go?"

Song Qingyue thought for a while and said, "Bookstores and printing houses."

"Okay!" Master Song immediately agreed.

Hangzhou is a place where the literary style flourishes. It is a good idea to buy more books in Hangzhou and take them to Lingnan.

So under the protection of Song Quan, Song Qingyue plunged into the bookstore and bought a bunch of strange novels, miscellaneous travel notes, recipes, medical books, agricultural politics, engineering, etc., in short, all miscellaneous books, a whole box, one or two books per book. It cost Mr. Song hundreds of taels of silver.

But Mr. Song didn't feel distressed. He knew that Song Qingyue was a brat with big ideas, and maybe one day, he would show his face in front of His Majesty with a magic pen like potatoes and corn.

Master Song took his eldest son, Song Chenhai, and his second son, Song Chenxu, to the most famous Wansong Academy in Hangzhou, visited the head of Wansong Academy, and had a clear talk with the old head of the mountain, allowing the two sons to attend and take notes .When Lord Song was the magistrate of Guangzhou, he often pretended to be a salesman and went deep into the fields to learn about the people's conditions. Although he was young, he had rich experience and was born as a first-class Jinshi.

The students who came to listen to the talk had a great time, and I would like to invite Mr. Song to come back for the talk tomorrow.

After returning home, Song Chenhai and Song Chenxu sorted out the observation notes, and Mr. Song also asked them to write a reflection.

It's rare that Song Chenxu wrote a few beginnings, but felt that he couldn't figure it out, so he rewrote the paper and tossed until midnight without thinking of a reason.He went to ask Mr. Song for advice. Mr. Song patted his son's head and let him rest. He will continue to follow him to Wansong Academy tomorrow.

Song Qingyue came over to join in the fun, clamoring to see it.

When Mr. Song went to Wansong Academy the next day, he found that the head of the mountain had also invited two respected old Hongru from Chongwen Academy and Ziyang Academy.The place for the talk was in a pavilion on the mountain behind the academy.A large group of students surrounded the pavilion, including students from Wansong Academy and the other two academies.

Mr. Song is really famous now, 19-year-old Tanhualang, 32-year-old ranks as a second-rank official, he is simply a role model for all scholars!Everyone came here admiringly.

A chat revolved around conservation and innovation. The three old mountain chiefs were also officials in the past. After the chat, they found that Mr. Song is not only a person who knows how to be an official and a person, but also a man of action.Among them, it was the first time they had heard of the phrase "crossing the river by feeling the stones".

"Since we cannot predict the results of many policies after their actual implementation, everything has advantages and disadvantages. Instead of arguing endlessly and making things stand still, it is better to conduct a small-scale pilot first, and then modify and supplement if there are any loopholes. After the policy is perfected, It can be scaled up on a large scale.”

Um!This is the secret magic weapon for Mr. Song to carry out various affairs smoothly during his six years as the prefect of Guangzhou Prefecture!

That day, after Mr. Song took the children down the mountain, the old gentlemen still felt a little unsatisfied, and they couldn't help sighing: "The future generations are awesome, the future generations are awesome!"

After leaving Hangzhou, everyone took a carriage to Yongshan County.Yongshan County is just opposite the Zhoushan Islands, and the sea breeze in winter is mostly northwesterly. It happens to take a sea boat from Yongshan County, along the east coast, and go south with the wind to Guangzhou.

This was the children, and it was also the first time for Mrs. Liang to see the sea. The endless blue made everyone's heart full of shock.

Just like a few years ago, Mr. Song went to Guangzhou Mansion in Lingnan with the resentment of being suppressed by Mrs. Song, and the moment he saw the sea, his heart suddenly became enlightened.He realized how insignificant he was. Between the sun, the moon, the sky and the earth, in his life as short as a mayfly, everything was really a trivial matter.

After 20 days, everyone finally arrived at Chaozhou Wharf. Most of the people who were born and bred in the capital were dying of seasickness, especially Mrs. Liang and Miss Song Yaxin.

Mr. Song couldn't delay taking office, so he had to let the seasick family members stay in Chaozhou to recuperate, and he went to the Chief Secretary Yamen of Guangzhou to take up his post first.

(End of this chapter)