Kuai Chuan's face-slapping gold finger

Chapter 57

Early the next morning, cocks crowed and dogs barked.

Mrs. Ma and Nie Xiangwen were still sleeping soundly, but the old man Nie was already yelling and cursing from outside Nie Shan'en's house: "You lazy bastard, what time is it, why don't you hurry up and put on the car?"

In the past, Nie Shan'en would send him to the county early in the morning, but today he didn't see anyone for a long time, and old man Nie suddenly became furious.

However, Nie Shan'en's room was very quiet, and he didn't give him any response.

Old man Nie was so angry that he kicked open the broken wooden door.

"Squeak-"

The old wooden door made a long friction sound.

There was no one in the house.

"..."

Huh?Why does this scene look familiar?

Yang Zhao was going to Zhang Xiucai's house at this time. The reason why he left so early was because he was busy delivering spirit spring water, and secondly, it was to avoid the driving errand. Although he inherited the memory of his original body, for this high-end Technical work... I can't do it!

When he arrived at Zhang's house, Zhang Xiucai was practicing calligraphy in the study. The old servant led him in. Yang Zhao presented the porcelain bottle and said, "Sir, this is the panacea that the student found. I heard that Miss Zhang is proficient in medicine. Why don't you ask her to have a look? If you need to use it You can also recuperate one or two."

Zhang Xiucai looked at Nie Shanen with relief. Although he didn't believe in panacea, it was the student's wish after all, so he took it solemnly.

In fact, he has been in poor health for these years, and he knew in his heart that the root cause of the disease must have fallen. He had given up hope at first, but in recent days he has recovered a little under Zhang Yuantong's conditioning, and he is much more energetic.

Zhang Xiucai took the porcelain vase and began to test Nie Shanen's homework again, asking him to recite the "Thousand-Character Essay" that he had written down, thinking that he could memorize dozens of characters in one night.

This time Yang Zhao was prepared, so he recited aloud——

"The heaven and the earth are dark and yellow, and the universe is prehistoric."

"The sun and the moon are in full bloom, and the celestial places are listed."

"Cold comes and summer goes, autumn harvests and winter hides."

"Run Yu is a grown-up, Lu Lu tunes Yang."

"Hang the people and punish crimes, and Zhou will make Yin Tang."

"Sit in front of the court and ask, and hang down the bow."

When Yang Zhao read this passage, Zhang Xiucai already showed a satisfied expression, but soon, a look of shock gradually appeared on his face.

"Learn from Udengshi, take office and become a politician."

"Keep it in Gantang, go and benefit from it."

At this time, Zhang Xiucai had already lost his usual composure. He stared at Nie Shan'en with wide eyes, as if he didn't know him. .

Is this... or the Young Master Nie he knew?Even that bastard Nie Xiangwen couldn't catch up with him back then, right?
"The one who predicates the helper, that's what it is."

When Yang Zhao finished reciting, Zhang Xiucai was completely numb. Seeing that he had memorized the thousand-character prose in just one night, he asked with a complicated expression, "How did you write it down?" There were only annotations in the book, and no direct pronunciation Or Fanqie and other phonetic notation methods, that is to say, Nie Shan'en just read "Thousand Characters" with him once, and then memorized the pronunciation of each word. Even his most proud disciple did not have such a talent!
Zhang Xiucai was amazed in his heart. He had pointed out Nie Shanen in the past and knew that he had good aptitude. Unfortunately, he was delayed by his family, but he never thought that he would be able to memorize the pronunciation of a thousand characters after reading it through once, and he would be able to transcribe "Thousands of Words" overnight. Words" memorized without missing a single word... "Since you can memorize this text, can you understand its meaning?"

Before Yang Zhao came, he had hesitated whether he needed to hide his clumsiness, but he wanted to have an official status as soon as possible. After all, Nie Xiangwen's own grandfather was in the position of Taifu. Since he would have to face each other sooner or later, why didn't he accumulate capital as soon as possible?

As for finding a way to prevent their grandparents from recognizing each other?Yang Zhao, who has experienced many missions, deeply understands that as the pillar of the world, every son against the sky has the support of important people, just like Qian Lao is to Zhang Wei, the fourth prince is to Zhuang Minjing, Charles is to Luke, Zhao Wenbin is to Zhao Wan ...Their meeting is inevitable, and it is the son of defiant heaven's dominant influence on the way of heaven. If you recklessly destroy it, you need to bear a huge risk.

Furthermore, he hopes to fight for a higher social status for Yu Miaojun. If she is just a peasant woman, even if her biological father is a scholar, she will hardly be respected.

Officials can bully you, civilians can bully you, and even the lowly ones can bully you sometimes.

What's more, although reciting through reading is rare, it is not too bizarre. At least he was able to do it when he was young. His original qualifications are not bad. Presumably Zhang Xiucai was shocked but not unacceptable. Speaking of which, what if he happened to "open up"?
But after all, he didn't dare to expose it too thoroughly, so he concealed it: "The students just memorized it by rote, and they haven't had time to read the annotations of the article carefully."

Zhang Xiucai nodded, which is understandable. He said: "Although it is said that books should be read 'live' and not 'dead', but there is a saying that you can put them to death and then live later. Rote memorization is also a kind of accumulation. Accumulation is too much. Natural integration, as the saying goes, you have to accumulate in your chest first.”

He took another deep look at Nie Shan'en, opened his mouth to speak a few times, but finally held back, and said: "I ordered the servants to prepare a thin table, stay for a while and eat before leaving."

Yang Zhao couldn't ask for it, so he agreed happily.

After a meal, the host and guests had a great time, and before Yang Zhaolin left, he got another stack of books from Zhang Xiucai, as if he had placed great hopes on him suddenly, even the old servant looked at him with stars shining in his eyes. Yang Zhao got goose bumps.

In the evening, Zhang Yuantong cooked the medicine as usual and handed it to Zhang Xiucai. He gestured and said, "Father, the medicine that Mr. Nie sent is indeed miraculous. You just need to take it for one more cycle, and it's not impossible to get rid of the root cause of the disease."

The porcelain bottle brought by Yang Zhao contained a small half of the spiritual spring water, which was not diluted, enough to heal her and Zhang Xiucai's bodies. She mixed the spiritual spring water into the medicinal materials, and Zhang Xiucai could slowly absorb it until he recovered.

"Oh? Is it so effective?" Zhang Xiucai looked at Zhang Yuantong and saw that her complexion seemed to have improved a bit, so he took a sip of the spoon suspiciously, and his mouth was immediately filled with bitter taste. He swallowed the soup, but he didn't know why. It wasn't that he thought too much, he always felt that it was different from the usual soup, and he felt much lighter after drinking it.

Perhaps, it can really cure your own disease?Looking at the dark soup, Zhang Xiucai's eyes suddenly became hot. He also wanted to stay with Tong'er for a few more years and see her get married and have children.

Zhang Xiucai sighed softly, and said, "Xian En, this child, has a heart..."

After a few more days like this, Mr. Yang Zhao looked for an opportunity to get rid of his family affairs and went to Zhang Xiucai's house to ask for advice.

His behavior of not being at home all day naturally aroused Ma Shi's dissatisfaction, but she didn't know where Yang Zhao went and what did he do?She wanted to catch him, but she was so sleepy that she couldn't wait for anyone to come back. Now that she was injured, she felt tired easily.

Because of Nie Qian'en's laziness, old man Nie was the only one left to run the mala tang shop in the county. He was so busy that he didn't go home for three consecutive days.

Thinking of this, Mrs. Ma's heart skipped a beat. Her eldest son has been really abnormal recently, and he is becoming more and more difficult to discipline...

Could it be that he knew something...?
Just as she was thinking wildly, there was a quick and strong knock on the door outside the courtyard, accompanied by a vicious shout: "Everyone in the house, please come out! Get out!"

Ma Shi was taken aback, what happened?
"Get out of here quickly, I will demolish your house if you make me anxious!"

Nie Xiangwen, who was nestled in the room, heard the voice and asked Ma Shi with his eyes: What's going on?
Mrs. Ma shook her head blankly, both of them were filled with fear.

With a sound of "bang--", the courtyard door was kicked open, and a few men rushed in from outside, each of them looked... Anyway, they didn't look like good people at first glance.One of them, a man with phoenix eyes who was wearing a sky-blue silk shirt covered with oil stains, snorted coldly: "Oh, aren't they all here? Why? How dare you pretend to be like my young master? I don't want to go to the county to inquire, my Gui Qi wants you to die at the third watch, who dares to keep someone until the fifth watch?"

"You, who are you?" Mashi asked in a trembling voice.

The person who claimed to be Gui Qi ignored her, but walked around the yard arrogantly, humming the opera: "The face is full of blackness, and there is no hope for life if you don't wake up..."

At the side, a big man in gray clothes and bunts said: "But Nie Dafu's wife, Mrs. Ma?"

Mrs. Ma hesitated and dared not answer, the other party slammed on the front, and the voice sounded like thunder: "If you ask me, just say it!"

"Yes Yes……"

The big man gave him a squinting look: "Nie Dafu owed us 800 taels of silver to Tianxiang Gambling House, and now he has been detained. Someone came to ask for silver, and if he couldn't get the 800 taels, he handed over the house deed and land deed together, otherwise ..."

"No matter how much you talk, you will be smashed to pieces!" Gui Qi continued to sing.

Hearing the bad news, Ma Shi and Nie Xiangwen remained motionless as if they had been cast with a fixing spell.

800 taels...

A family of seven in Dongshan Village can only save ten taels a year. They are considered rich in the past two years, but how can they get 800 taels?

They even felt as if they were listening to a book from heaven, but despair swept in like a huge wave...

At this time, Nie Shanen walked in. He saw many people surrounded the courtyard, most of them were from the village. The few strong men in front of him looked rather unfamiliar, and asked: "What... are you doing?" what?"

As soon as Mrs. Ma saw him, he woke up suddenly, and immediately howled, "Da Lang! Your father who kills a thousand swords has killed us... If we can't give you 800 taels, they will take it away." It's our house! Huh..."

"There is still land." Nie Xiangwen reminded in a low voice.

Ma Shi hiccupped: "Yes, there is still land."

"Hmph! Stop talking nonsense, if you don't pay the money honestly, I'll cripple Nie Dafu's hand first!" Gui Qi said impatiently, "How can you get 800 taels for your shabby house and land?"

Nie Shanen was taken aback, and hurriedly asked: "But is there any misunderstanding?"

"Misunderstanding?" Gui Qi took out a piece of paper from his bosom: "It's black and white, with Nie Dafu's handprint on it, even if we sue the government, it's our reason!"

"But, but it's not our fingerprints on it, and the family property is not owned by Dad alone. Since you have already caught the right owner, why are you looking for us?" Nie Xiangwen seemed emboldened when he saw Nie Shan'en present , Protesting softly, he ignored the astonished expressions of Mrs. Ma and the others, and continued: "Furthermore, who doesn't know the tricks in the casino? Who knows what's going on?"

Gui Qi raised his eyebrows and looked about to burst into flames, but suddenly sneered: "You are not willing to help Nie Dafu pay off the debt, and there is nothing you can do."

Seeing the bright eyes of Mrs. Ma and Nie Xiangwen, Gui Qi smiled more and more heartily: "The so-called father's debt is paid by the son. If I owe money, I can pass it on to my son. If the family is separated, it has nothing to do with Nie Dafu." ……"

After finishing speaking, he glanced at Nie Xiangwen viciously.

(End of this chapter)