Perhaps there is nothing to say, or because their official positions are too low, it is difficult to achieve success in the court, Yang Sichang and Hong Chengchou both lost their interest in enjoying the scenery.

The three of them said goodbye to each other. Before leaving, Mao Wenlong suddenly said, "By the way, two of you, I have a collection of essays, you can have a good look."

"What collection of essays?"

"Growing industries and developing industries, maintaining reform and strengthening the country, this is the only way to solve the problems facing the country." Mao Shilong took out two books from his arms and handed one to Yang Sichang and Hong Chengchou.

Yang and Hong took it and saw it, but the cover was "Collected Works of Wei"

In the evening, it started raining near the capital.

A father and son who sell dried dates pushed a wheelbarrow and hid in a dilapidated temple in the outskirts of Daxing County to shelter from the rain.

The father and son were soaked all over. After entering the temple, they went to check whether the dried dates on the car were wet with rain.

After finding that the bags above were all filled with water, the father and son felt a little distressed.

"Tiger kid, go pick some dry firewood and make a fire. Dad will bring these bags down and bake them."

"Yeah, dad."

After hearing his father's words, the son responded, but did not go to pick up firewood immediately. Instead, he fumbled in a bag of dates, and finally took out two books from it and put them aside as a treasure.

"You kid, you know how to read books all day long. Where can our family provide you with your studies? Just listen to your father and sell dates with your father. After you go back this time, you ask your uncle to go to the county government to get a constable. Isn't it much better than studying?"
Chapter completed!