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Chapter 27 The Relationship Between Diligence and Money
After seeing off County Magistrate Fang and County Cheng Wu, County Captain Zhang didn't really invite Yang Zhiyuan to his home again.

After exchanging a few gossips, he took the yamen servants and left first on the grounds that he had forgotten that he still had official business.

Yang Zhiyuan didn't find it strange either, it was the first time we met today, Captain Zhang played a full role on the wine table, and helped him save the money to pay the bill, he owed this love, the first meeting will be irresistible Come on, this is pure daydream of marrying a wife, wishful thinking.

It was a dream, a sweet dream that couldn't happen among people in the officialdom.

Yang Zhiyuan looked at Sanskrit, seemingly full of emotion, he pursed his lips, and only said two words, "Let's go."

The father and daughter didn't say a word along the way, and Yang Zhiyuan kept walking forward.

He felt a little lost in his heart. On the first day he took office, he was actually involved in a complicated situation that he couldn't get rid of. Just mentioning and being close made him a target of Wu Xiancheng and Sun Dianshi.

This matter has nothing to do with County Magistrate Fang, it's all due to fame!
Yang Zhiyuan kept looking for the reason in his heart. In the final analysis, his qualifications were too young, his experience was too little, and his coping ability was too weak. Otherwise, today's embarrassing situation would not have happened?
If it weren't for Zhang Xianwei's win-win and help, he would have lost a grown-up and made a big fool of himself today.

Thinking of Captain Zhang, Yang Zhiyuan couldn't help but think of Sanskrit. He stopped and turned his head to look, and saw her standing in the distance.

"Father, you have passed by..." Fanyin stood at the door and waved to him. Yang Zhiyuan smiled awkwardly and walked back quickly.

Gently pushing open the door, Yang Zhiyuan's gloomy and tangled heart was melted by the scene in front of him...

The previous weeds and sundries are gone, the clean and tidy courtyard, and the brick pattern on the ground can be seen clearly;
In the empty kitchen, there are no pots, pans and pans. The rice drying on the ground is so white and the beans are so plump.

Sanskrit lighted the candles in the miscellaneous room, laid neat bedding on the bed, placed oil lamps, pens, ink, paper and inkstones on the low table in the corner, and hung nailed shelves on the wall, where some books could be placed. exceptionally clean.

Yang Zhiyuan looked all over the corners, and finally entered the big house.

Fanyin pouted, looked at the blank space on the main hall wall and said, "There should be another picture hanging here, so that the scholarly atmosphere will be stronger, even if the county magistrate and the son of Zhang Xianwei visit, it won't look shabby. "

"Huailiu." There was a trace of warmth and complexity in Yang Zhiyuan's eyes, "It is the greatest blessing in my life to have a daughter like you for my father! It was also you who helped me out today and let me escape from the embarrassing situation , a person who has lived for more than 30 years for his father is not as calm as a child like you, this is a shortcoming that needs to be improved for a father, I must fight for an honor for you, and make you proud of me!"

Fanyin was very moved when Yang Zhiyuan could say such words.

It is not something that anyone can do, especially for a junior like her, who can take the initiative to find out her shortcomings and speak them out so frankly.

Fanyin's smile was very sweet, "Father is already the pride of daughter."

"I want my daughter to live a good life!" Yang Zhiyuan looked at the bookshelves on one wall of the room and the two-meter-long table case, and couldn't help becoming interested. Encourage yourself!"

After finishing speaking, Yang Zhiyuan laid out the paper, fetched a pen, soaked in ink, and wrote the big characters "Courage" on the lower part of the brush.

Sanskrit didn't expect him to write such a word, and he didn't hide the surprise on his face. He asked, "Why did father write the word Yong? Is there any special meaning?"

"No matter what you do in life, you must be courageous." Yang Zhiyuan put down the brush, and fanned the ink stains with his hands back and forth. "Since I was a child, my husband would tell me that hard work can make up for one's weakness, and hard work can make up for one's weakness. But what about the reality?"

Yang Zhiyuan showed a wry smile, "Diligence alone is useless. Diligence can be used to endorse books, but it can't solve books, let alone spells. My father only feels the importance of this now!"

Sanskrit did not make a sound. Yang Zhiyuan's so-called "shu" refers to strategy. The opposite meaning is conspiracy, yangmou and conspiracy. He can think of this word, and it is also related to today's Wu Xiancheng and Sun Dianshi.

"What my father lacks now is courage. He lacks a bit of courage. Although he has the fame of Jinshi, he is helpless, panicked and confused, no matter in front of the smiling Wu Xiancheng or the arrogant Zhang Xianwei. Is it useful for this kind of situation?" Yang Zhiyuan shook his head, "There is no shortage of books, what is lacking is courage, only the brave can be invincible!"

Fanyin couldn't help but laugh out loud. In fact, what happened today was just two words: lack of money.

Only a wealthy person can be bold, and he sold a hundred taels of silver with a wave of his hand. How could the current situation happen...

However, Sanskrit would not directly explain this to Yang Zhiyuan. After the ink stains were completely dry, Sanskrit would arrange the words on the table, and they would not hang them on the wall until they went to the bookstore to find a master to mount them tomorrow.

Xuan Yue had already hung high in the sky, and the stars were bright, but Yang Zhiyuan was very energetic tonight, and he didn't know if he was stimulated, or because Fang County Magistrate's Junshan Yinzhen drank too much, he didn't feel sleepy at all.

Fanyin was very sleepy. She dealt with the Chen family's mother and daughter early in the morning, and then went shopping around to clean up the house without stopping, and was taken to the restaurant by the government servants. Although she didn't do much physical work, she didn't dare to stop at all.

After some twists and turns, Sanskrit only felt that she could fall asleep by closing her eyes, but Yang Zhiyuan was still talking to her endlessly:

"Daughter, you were able to take Zhang Xianwei's words today and show your intention to seek refuge and closeness. How can you react so quickly? Didn't you expect him to refuse?"

"You also said that although Zhang Xianwei is a big bastard, he is very shrewd. How could his son not even count money? It's just an exaggeration. My daughter thinks he is spying on the county magistrate. Meaning, it’s impossible for the two of them not to know that the county magistrate deliberately played tricks and invited the entire county government to eat, so you have to have that money too!”

"Besides, you have no money, and he helped you out. Even if you become his son's husband, you still owe this kind of favor. You are the magistrate of the county. When you can ask for it in the future, you will still say Maybe, he is a rough man, he only cares about the yamen servants and the public security of the county, if he asks the county magistrate for help in the county yamen, it will be a big loss of favor. I will make trouble for him next time, how convenient is it for him to be close to you?"

"Huh? Father?" Fanyin couldn't help sticking out his tongue when he saw that Yang Zhiyuan had lost his voice and was staring at her. She really talked too much.

"Huai Liu, how can you be so smart?" Yang Zhiyuan was very surprised, "Besides, you are in the Yang family village, or you are practicing with Master Wu Nan in the temple. You really surprised my father!"

"It's not surprising, is it? My daughter is a bystander. What's more, the uncle and the second uncle of the Yang family are intriguing all day long, and the daughter has seen a lot. When I followed Mrs. Wu Nan, village women often came to her to confide in her. , My daughter has listened a lot too."

Sanskrit kept thinking of excuses in her mind. Although this excuse was absurd, she really couldn't think of anything else.

"Besides, didn't father think of it a long time ago?"

Yang Zhiyuan was still surprised, "I wanted it for my father, but I didn't expect it to come out of your mouth."

"I'm your daughter!" Sanskrit sounded a little displeased, "Aren't you stupid?"

"Not good, not good," Yang Zhiyuan let out a long breath, and the smile on his face grew wider, "My father likes your intelligence."

Sanskrit grinned, she really wanted to sleep.

Yang Zhiyuan lowered his head and pondered for a long time, "It seems that he is delving into a dead end for his father, such a simple truth, even you can see it clearly, but I am still obsessed with it..."

"Father, you will start work tomorrow, so you should rest early." Sanskrit tactfully urged him to go to sleep, Yang Zhiyuan shook his head, as if he hadn't heard her words at all, "... Zhang Xianwei's son is easy to teach, Sun Dianshi It’s meaningless for the son of the county magistrate, he just needs to be taught like a student, but the son of County Magistrate Fang, you still have to think about it carefully!”

"The son of County Magistrate Fang will not come to our house so soon." Fanyin was helpless, and Yang Zhiyuan looked straight at him, "Why?"

Sanskrit rolled his eyes, "Because when you start work tomorrow, you must at least be familiar with the affairs of the county office. This is your busiest time, and you don't have time!"

"That's right, I'm at a deadlock for my father." Yang Zhiyuan laughed at himself, but still didn't want to go to sleep.

Sanskrit gritted his teeth, but he couldn't just drive Yang Zhiyuan away. While deliberating, someone suddenly popped up in his mind, "Father, the lady and miss of the Chen family are here today."

"Ah?" Yang Zhiyuan couldn't sit still, "You just have to entertain her. Don't conflict with her. As for the money owed, my father will settle it."

"You are too late, we have already quarreled, and Mrs. Chen said that if you don't pay back the money, she will go to the county government to find the county magistrate to judge. You not only owe money, but also delay her daughter... "

"It's getting late, because my father is too tired today, we can talk about these things tomorrow."

Yang Zhiyuan ran away before Fanyin finished speaking, Fanyin snickered inwardly, it really worked.

"Father, please stop." Fanyin started to tease.

Yang Zhiyuan stepped out of the door with one foot, looked at her sideways and said, "What else is there?" He was afraid that Sanskrit would bring up the Chen family's affairs, he was really ashamed to talk about love with his daughter with such an old face, and he was very embarrassed today. Lost his father's dignity, his old face has no place to put it.

"We don't have many households anymore."

After Sanskrit finished speaking, Yang Zhiyuan looked at the walls of the house, then looked at the yard, kitchen, and his hut, and then said to Sanskrit, "But it cost a lot to add furniture and daily necessities?"

"Yes!" Sanskrit's answer was straightforward:
"Now I have two hundred coppers left here. Tomorrow there will be a cost for mounting the calligraphy. Your clothes will need sixty coppers. There is no writing paper at home. Even the most common paper will cost ten." Tongzier, if my father has no extra entertainment this month, we can spend up to four copper coins a day... If Zhang Xianwei and Sun Dianshi send their children to teach you, can you let them bring their own meals? Our family can’t provide it. rise……"

Yang Zhiyuan swallowed hard, looking at the word "courage" on the table, he suddenly felt that he made a mistake, he should write a big "thrifty"!

(End of this chapter)