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42. Five sons Dengke

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He gently closed the book, which was a book called "Collected Notes on the Analects of Confucius" written by Zhu Xi of the Song Dynasty.

Zhu Xi was a Confucian scholar and Neo-Confucian scholar in the Song Dynasty, and the only great sage who was not a disciple of Confucius, but was worthy of worshiping the Confucius Temple.

Today's imperial examinations are based on the Four Books and Five Classics, and Zhu Xi's collection of annotations is particularly important in the examination. Nowadays, the examination questions, theories, and the basis for the examiners' judgment of the questions are all derived from Zhu Xi's annotations.

But this book is not sold on the street, and it has been circulated among the officials as a handwritten manuscript.

Like a poor family or a poor family, there is no family background in the family education of three or five generations, and they cannot access these collections at all, so people often say: It is difficult for a poor family to have a noble son.

The book in Chen Huaian's hand was sent back from the capital by his biological father Chen Che, who was used to study for him.

But Chen Hang of course had his own selfishness. Before Chen Huaian came to this book, Chen Hang put it aside. Except for Jiayu, he had never read it.

Therefore, Chen Jiayu became a scholar at a young age and was known as a child prodigy, but he was a romantic restaurant.

When facing Luo Jintang, the reason why Chen Huaian was stubborn and refused to say why he lost in his previous life was because he had reached the top in his previous life and had a dead end.

The biological father Chen Che was not his steadily climbing the ladder, but his guillotine.

The adoptive parents just let go and indulge in their slackness, which made them mediocre in the first half of their lives. The reason is that they are not self-disciplined, which leads to their abandonment in the first half of their lives.

The biological father Chen Che is the executioner who completely ruined his life.

He could have fought again in his previous life, but his marriage was already full of holes, and Jintang also found a better man than him. After weighing the pros and cons, Chen Huaian abandoned his father like an executioner, chose to let go, and took the initiative to let the cabinet lose to Ningyuan Hou Linqin. It was nothing else, just because, when he and Jintang were unable to renew their relationship, Lin Qin was more mature and more stable than him. Of course, Lin Qin, whose family situation was simpler, would be Jintang's best destination for the second half of his life.

Unexpectedly, he let everything go. He fought in Youzhou for a year and let the court play like a monkey, just for Jintang to live a better life. When she went to see him, she was covered in sore feet and ragged clothes. She said it well and she became a beggar.

How can this account not be counted?

The situation Chen Huaian faces is actually more difficult than Luo Jintang. For her, as long as Ge Yamei is there and the restaurant is there, her childhood happiness and family will be there.

But he is different. He clearly has many relatives, but he has no support. He is obviously bustling around him with guests and friends, but he is just a friend who is a feast for money.

He is twenty years old this year, and Chen Huaian has realized that only by studying hard and resigning from the imperial examination is the only way out in his life. What is terrible is that although he made a lot of articles in his previous life, he only made the corresponding texts to please the emperor.

If you really need to go from a scholar to a juren, and then to a tribute student Shujishi, step by step, relying on real talent and real knowledge. Although he has known all the words for his ten years of official career, he forgot all his books except "Three Character Classic" and "Hundred Family Surnames".

There are two years left in the provincial examination. As long as he is willing to study hard and endure two years of hardship, he will be able to pass the exam. So this is not long-term consideration, and the real immediate worries are the top priority, and the five thousand taels of silver stamps of Ge Yamei.

If you want to sue, if you expose Sun Fuhai's conspiracy to deceive Ge Yamei with the tree tongue, you don't have to pay back the seal money. However, the tree tongue and Ganoderma lucidum are not very different. Sun Fuhai will of course have to rely on the debt at that time, saying that he gave Ganoderma lucidum, but he called Ge Yamei himself a tree tongue. In short, this would be a quarrel. I am afraid that the government would have to investigate the cause of Sun Gan's death, so it is not the best strategy.

I was at a loss and found a way to pay back the money. As for whom Sun Fuhai, I will teach me a lesson slowly when Ge Yamei's urgent answer.

Thinking of this, Chen Huaian gently rubbed his hands, borrowed the paper, pen and ink from Niantang, dipped the pen, word by word, and carefully copied the book "The Analects of Confucius Collection".

*

It snowed all night at night. When I woke up early in the morning and opened the door, it was a world covered with silver.

Tall persimmons

With a bang from the persimmon tree, big yellow persimmons that had not been picked fell down, fell into the snow, and the pit was half a foot deep, and the flesh was smashed to pieces. The sparrow stood on the dry branches and saw the water splashing out from the kitchen, and snatched the rice particles there.

In this weather, we should surround the hot red mud stove, take a sip of wine, and then add a spoonful of fried rice and peanuts. Therefore, as soon as the wine shop opened, the wine shop lined up in a long queue.

Jintang has a straight cotton wool on blue cloth, and a cashmere-faced Lingfeng around her neck, which is warm and gentle. Her head is tied high into a Taoist nun bun. Her face is different from powder, clear and bright white, and her cheeks are faintly pink. She is not like a woman, but like a little scholar from Zhushan Academy.

She stood at the counter to collect money and sell wine in the hall. She smashed copper plates into it, and she stringed them together one hundred and one hundred.

Everyone came with familiar drinkers, and of course, most of them were prodigal sons who filled yellow soup all day long.

"Oh, Jintang didn't marry our second uncle to be the young grandmother. Is it because I knew my brother missed me and came back to the counter?" someone said with a smile.

Jintang raised his head and saw a man who was seven and a half feet tall, scratched, with a pair of goldfish-like eyes, smiling at him with a slight smile.

This person's name is Qi Gaogao. He is Jintang's mother-in-law, a distant nephew from Qi Mei's mother's family, and one of Chen Huaian's friends. Chen Huaian quit drinking these days, and it is obvious that this person can't find a wine that doesn't cost money, so he came to the house to get some wine.

After losing the money for the wine, he smiled and lost two more copper coins in: "Save these two coins for our Jintang to buy flowers. The eldest girl doesn't know how much I miss you during these days."

Staring at the two coins, he actually wanted to wait for Jintang to grab the money from the counter and touch Jintang's two delicate, white and tender little hands like condensed jade.

Jintang immediately grabbed the two copper plates and threw them on Qi Gaogao's chest. He didn't say anything, but looked at him coldly from a high position.

Qi Gaogao was still hippies and slutty: "Jintang, you don't know how much brother is, and you care about you. Although you only have these two coins, you don't want your brother's entire wealth. It's too much for you?" As he said that, he put the two coins on the counter.

Jintang immediately grabbed it and this time he hit Qi Gaogao directly on the face.

This is too much to bully people, so that no one can stand it anymore.

Qi Gaogao smiled silly, and another rogue behind him cursed: "What's so awesome? Can you tell me that you can't eat wine in Weihe County? You just want to get some wine and you will be humiliated like this?"

Jintang glanced coldly at Qi's high eyes, and his extremely bright lips gently lifted: "If you don't eat it in this life, my Luo family's wine is still the most mellow and tasteful wine in the entire Weihe County and even the entire Qinzhou City. It's your loss. What does it have to do with my Luo family?"

Qi Gaogao was a half-toned, but to put it bluntly, even if Jintang hit his face, he was also happy. He stopped his rogue friend and left with his arms around.

Ge Yamei went out of the door and when she came back, she happened to meet Qi Gaogao and the scoundrel out of the restaurant, and the scoundrel was cursing.

She was so cold that she walked in from outside with her hands huddled like a cold bird. She was old and not as bright as Jintang. When she came in from outside, the powder on her cheeks floated on her skin, thick and heavy, and her clear nose was running.

She quietly advised Jintang: "After all, they are drinkers, and they are our parents of food and clothing. They dare not do anything. If you pretend to be invisible, you will be done. Why do you have to use money to smash your own place in the face? Doing business, there is no such thing as destroying your own place."

Jintang covered Ge Yamei's hands with both hands, and rubbed her gently: "Mom, why don't you understand? We sell wine, and wine is something that can be eaten. As a human being, no one is willing to give her mouth. As long as the price is similar, it is definitely the one with the best taste. Therefore, as long as our wine is good, there is no need to worry about no one eating it.

Those disciples will deny each one in the future. As long as we make the wine with our hearts, the business will only get better and better, and we won’t be able to make money just because we drive them away. But we must get upright."

> When opening a wine shop, you do a drinker business. They are born to like to say a few dirty words and flirt with the women in the wine shop. If you deal with it for the sake of business, most people will be more and more eager and endless.

Ge Yamei was afraid of losing the drinker, so she let these disciples talk dirty all day long, touching their hands and rubbing their waists. Although she was scolding, she would be careful, and when she couldn't help, she would ask people to take advantage of the situation, and gradually her reputation became dirty.

Until her death, almost all the men in Weihe County claimed that they had slept with her, and every part was full of controversy. From eighteen to eighty, they were proud to claim that they had slept with her.

Jintang looked at her charming mother, thinking that it was about to be the time to die in her previous life. In this life, I would have to leave my mother's life behind no matter what.

Ge Yamei got up in the pot in the morning and cooked a small lamb half-crystal. It was already cooked, and the radish was frozen into a transparent condensed sauce. The soup was rotten and the meat was rotten, with a scent of fragrance.

In the evening, the door on the first floor was closed, and the whole family squeezed on the second floor, each with a bowl, and prepared to drink mutton soup with dead noodles.

Jintang took a sip first, and the rich aroma of oil and milk flowed into her throat. She smiled and brought the bowl to Luo Genwang: "Dad, drink it quickly."

Loganwang leaned halfway against the pillow, shook his head and sighed, but refused to drink.

Ge Yamei knew Luo Genwang’s thoughts and said angrily: “Myanmar, put a bowl next door and send it to you.”

The filial son of the Niantang, who was like Luo Genwang, immediately went down to serve the mutton. Luo Genwang then smiled and picked up the mutton soup and started drinking it.

Recently, the big house has been pretending to be dead in addition to eating and drinking for free. The reason is that the ownership of the restaurant is unknown and afraid of sharing the debt, so it dares not appear. Since this is the case, it is still desirable to give up some small profits in exchange for peace in the restaurant.
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