Forensic lady champion husband

Chapter 22

There is no permanent banquet in the world, and Gao Rui will continue to stay on as an errand. On the day Yan Ziqin's family boarded the boat and went away, in addition to the old department of the Yamen who had received his favor, some villagers who were grateful for him came to the ferry to see him off.

It is already the twelfth lunar month of winter, and the south, which does not like snow very much, has also blown a strong wind with white snow hairs, blowing people's sleeves fluttering, the same place, the time sequence of coming and going, the scenery has changed, and the state of mind It is very different.

Yan Ziqin stood at the stern of the boat and looked at the small figure on the ferry for the last time, then turned around and approached the boat canopy, Chunxiu hurriedly brushed off the snow foam from his shoulders, and hung his coat aside to avoid being caught by the heat from the red clay stove. It melted and wet the clothes.

Mingshu was holding a hand stove wrapped in a cotton cover with folded branches in her hand, and she handed it to Yan Ziqin, saying, "Nuannuan?"

Yan Ziqin took over the hand stove, bypassing the crowded small tables and cabinets in the narrow canopy, and sat on the same thick wool mat with Ming Shu, the two of them were next to each other, the fire in the stove went out, making their faces flushed. one slice.

Chunxiu scratched at the lock pattern on the curtain, and counted down one by one. When she was young, she said she wanted some more charcoal, so she picked up the curtain and went out.

Seeing her in a trance, Yan Ziqin asked Mingshu in a low voice, "Why isn't she energetic?"

Ming Shu half-smiled and said, "Shuzhou stayed for a month, but he put his heart on Gao Dutou."

Yan Ziqin didn't expect to ask about the girl's family's deepest feelings, so he drank a bowl of red date tea to avoid embarrassment.

There were only four ships when they came, but there were six when they left.Mo Mingshu has a lot of things, and Du He has a lot of things. His elder brother has long known that his younger brother is working with Yan Ziqin. He thought that it would be better to have a champion of his generation to teach him than to be at home with two brothers blowing their beards and staring at each other. Someone sent someone to pack Du He's luggage overnight, and a letter of 50 taels of silver. Du He felt a pain in his heart when he saw it. , it is absolutely impossible to redeem it after the deadline!"

Linchuan and Shuzhou are not far away, and they only stopped twice in Jiujiang and Hongdu on the way, but arrived at Linchuan Ferry within ten days. Looking at Linjiang, there are sparse shadows and slanting wintersweet on the bank, dark and light yellow, and the fragrance is floating .

The so-called shyness of being close to the hometown probably refers to Yan Ziqin's feelings at this time.What an honor it would be if it were purely clothed and beautiful, but today, he abandoned his official position and returned to his hometown at a young age. It is not because he is afraid of people's gossip, but his words are terrifying, and his eyes can kill.

But since he has made a choice, he should bear all the consequences. If he can't bear it first, wouldn't Mingshu be even more helpless?

Taking a deep breath, the boat got off, the embankment was already full of people, there were many familiar faces, they were all relatives and friends of the Yan family, and there were more unrelated people who crossed their arms to watch the fun, chattering, twittering, Mingshu Seeing it, she felt contemptuous in her heart, and secretly said: "I'm really not afraid of the wind flashing my tongue."

The leader is the uncle of Yan Ziqin. He is a generous man. In the Song Dynasty, Jiangxi produced talented scholars. The root is the profound cultural and educational traditions here. Farming during farming, reading in leisure time, and passing on farming and reading, so many seemingly honest farmers can actually Recite the entire Analects and write down three or five verses.

Uncle Yan came here on a horseback. Considering that Yan Ziqin was accompanied by his female relatives, he hired another mule cart with thick cotton curtains.He didn't talk much, he got up and left after sending people to him. Yan Ziqin wanted to keep him for some hot tea, but he pushed that his nephew was tired from traveling and traveling, so he should rest first, and we can talk about this bowl of tea tomorrow.

After all, Linchuan is a small place smaller than Shuzhou, and it has snowed again, making the road unavoidably muddy and bumpy. Mingshu's bones were about to fall apart on the mule cart. Yan Ziqin personally helped her out of the cart, only to see a man standing in front of him. The clean two-entry courtyard with white walls and blue tiles is very different from the houses in Beijing.

There was already an old servant waiting at the door with a seven or eight-year-old child in his arms, and when the child saw Yan Ziqin, he stretched out his fat hands wrapped in a thick satin jacket, and called out childishly: "Brother! Brother is back!"

Yan Ziqin hugged the child and asked, "Yu'er, did you listen to your mother?"

Xiao Ziyu didn't speak, and stared at Mingshu with those big eyes that were very similar to Yan Ziqin, as if he was very curious about this woman with an unfamiliar face.

Yan Ziqin smiled and said, "Yu'er, she's called sister-in-law."

Little Ziyu hid his face in Yan Ziqin's arms, called his sister-in-law shyly, which made Mingshu flushed, and poked his face with his hands, the child didn't hide, just smiled shyly, It seems that there is still some fear of life.

With his younger brother in his arms and his lovely wife, Yan Ziqin came to the main hall to meet his mother.

Mrs. Yan's wife, Mrs. Xu, is dressed in blue cloth. Since her husband passed away, she has been eating vegetarian food and praying to Buddha for five years. Apart from taking care of the family affairs, she doesn't pay much attention to the right and wrong outside. With a full face, he took his son's hand and sighed, and said: "It's good to be back." Looking at the bride again, her eyes were as calm as water, without much love or dissatisfaction, and took a bracelet from her wrist Give it to her, saying it is something inherited from the daughters of the Yan family.

Seeing that her mother-in-law was polite and generous, Mingshu breathed a sigh of relief, took the bracelet, served tea, and the meal was already set in the side room.Mrs. Xu is a vegetarian, and always set up a table of porridge and side dishes by himself. Now that his son came back, he made an exception and also ate at the big table with everyone. Du He wanted to toast to adjust the atmosphere, but it was obvious that no one was talking at the table, and he felt flustered. No wonder this family can come out with a serious Yan Ziqin, it turns out that they are all serious people.

Although the Yan family is a rich family in the local area, the young people are either traveling or studying abroad. The older generation are afraid of touching Yan Ziqin's heart, so they left to come and see. At nightfall, the courtyard was already quiet. No one was there, only the sound of knocking on wooden fish could be vaguely heard from Xu's room.

Yan Ziqin washed with hot water, sat on the side of the bed and sighed: "After all, it is in the village, and the relatives are very close, much better than I imagined."

He looked at Ming Shu combing her hair in the mirror, and asked, "Are you still used to it?"

To be honest, although this place is clean and comfortable, it is not as good as Yamenli, let alone the capital city.At the beginning, he said that he wanted to share troubles with him, although he was sincere, but at this point, he thought that if he stayed in Linchuan for the rest of his life, it would really delay people, especially Yan Ziqin, who is full of knowledge, could it be that he won the first prize in one fell swoop after ten years of hardship? In order to stay in the village and become a teacher?
In addition, Mother Chen once advised her to write a family letter to Bianliang's natal family today, asking about the capital's trends, so as to make long-term plans, which made Mingshu even more headache, not knowing how to write properly.

Feeling a little depressed, I couldn't help but sighed.

Yan Ziqin naturally knew that she was unhappy, and the two of them lay down and fell asleep separately, both tossing and turning, and at midnight, Mingshu was extremely sleepy and fell asleep, but heard Yan Ziqin sigh quietly: "I am also betting, betting on the imperial court." wind direction."

Mingshu turned around in a daze, feeling her hands being held, and heard Yan Ziqin whisper: "Don't worry, I won't stay here forever."

It’s not just talk, I didn’t feel it at the beginning, but when I rested, I felt that my muscles and bones were not smooth. After seven days of rest, I felt light in my body. On the contrary, Du He practiced martial arts all the year round and was full of energy. He bought a donkey and went out for mountain tours all day long Playing with water, it is said that there is a mountain called Zhegang outside the city. The mountain road is rugged, which is a bit interesting. I go to the mountain all day to pick up some stones and dead branches. .

Yan Ziqin looked helplessly at his short and sturdy younger brother and the tall and burly Du He throwing sandbags in the courtyard, and asked, "Yu'er, where is Mr. Wang Yiwang who taught you to read? Don't you need to read?"

While throwing sandbags, Ziyu said, "Sir, I'm sick due to wind and cold, please give me a holiday."

Yan Ziqin said: "Mister is sick, why don't you read books?" His expression was already a little angry.

After all, Du He is an adult, so he first noticed that Yan Ziqin's expression was wrong, hid the sandbag, hugged Ziyu into the room, and said: "Let your brother accompany you to read the book first, and then play after learning."

The sound of books awakened Ming Shu from her afternoon nap, she hastily combed her temple hair, and went out to look at the sky in a daze, only to see Xu An holding a stack of books in his arms, leading a newborn child towards the study, dressed in a little red coat, The fur collar looks like Yuxue's cuteness, and looks like Yan Ziyu, but with a stern face, not as innocent as Yan Ziyu, Mingshu asked: "Old man Xu, who is this little official?"

Xu An said: "It's the son of Mr. Wang who taught the young master to read."

The young man said: "I am Wang Anshi."

Wang Anshi! ?Wang Anshi, the reform prime minister who often appears in Chinese and history textbooks and is one of the eight great masters of the Tang and Song Dynasties, who said "the change of the sky is not to be feared, the ancestors are not to be lawful, and the words of people are not to be sympathetic"! ?Now it just appeared in front of me in such a mess!Thinking of memorizing his life before the college entrance examination, his anthology is called "Mr. Linchuan Anthology", and he must be from Linchuan.

Seeing her wolf-like eyes, the six-year-old "future prime minister" Wang Anshi took two steps back in horror, but still fell into the clutches of the strange aunt.

"Ah! I rubbed Wang Anshi's face! The articles you wrote "Injury Zhongyong", "Reading the Biography of Mengchang Jun", "You Baochan Mountain" and other "reading and reciting the full text" articles made me very miserable. Now I actually see the real master from childhood!"

She was thinking, and screamed, Yan Ziqin leaned out the door and saw that his wife was holding on to a flustered child, and frowned, "What are you doing?"

Mingshu said: "Husband, come quickly, Wang Anshi! It's Wang Anshi!"

Yan Ziqin, Yan Ziyu, Du He and the three looked at each other, each thinking: "What's wrong with Wang Anshi? Isn't she just a child? Could this woman be bewitched!"

(End of this chapter)