"If a scholar doesn't seek a career, what else can he seek?" Wang Ningfeng asked Qin Chuan.

Born as the eldest son of the Huzhou family, although it is only a small family, if it cannot go further, decades of vicissitudes of life, the wealthy giants who were still in the purpose of the year will also be unknown to everyone and become a spectator of history. Therefore, the men of each family are destined to work for the family all their lives when they are born, and the best reward for them is to be able to be placed in the ancestral hall after death and enjoy the bowing rites of the descendants.

And Song Jingliang, the eldest son of the Song family, has no power to restrain the chicken, and it is difficult to practice the true scriptures and secrets of martial arts, so he is naturally unable to truly communicate with the aura of heaven and earth, and there is no hope of becoming a border general in this life; In this way, only the capital city examination for scholars is the most suitable, as long as you find a suitable teacher from an early age, it is not a problem to be proficient in poetry, books, etiquette and music. If you get the appreciation of the royal relatives and nobles, it can really be said that you will be Tian Shelang and ascend to Tianzi Hall.

Therefore, for Song Jingliang of the Song family in Huzhou, entering the capital to participate in the big exam was his only way out.

It's just that Qin Chuan can't understand that Song Jingliang has already accepted a concubine and has already given birth to a son, and this partial room has vaguely overshadowed the limelight of the main house, and Song Jingliang is happy in the concubine's room day and night, why does Wang Ningfeng still want to help him ask for a career sign.

When Lao Dao heard this, he squinted his eyes and thought for a while and said, "Your career is not for your husband's Song Jingliang, right?"

At this time, Sandalwood stood beside him, leaned forward, and asked a little anxiously, "How did you find out?" ”

The Baiyun Temple from Huzhou to Qingzhou City, one is to come out to relax and avoid the joy of the first birthday of the partial house; the other is to come to the Baiyun Temple in Qingzhou City to seek a career sign for the son of an old man, hoping to protect his reputation in the capital city and restore the family's past reputation. It's just that except for Wang Ningfeng and the maid Sandalwood who came with him, he didn't even know about it.

Wang Ningfeng glared at Sandalwood, and said apologetically to Lao Dao: "It's really that I can't discipline it, and I'm used to letting the girl wander." It's just that Sandalwood has been with me for a few years, and I have been doing things safely and quickly, and I have long regarded it as my sister. ”

Lao Dao waved his hand, indicating that it was okay. Since Sandalwood can follow Wang Ningfeng's side into this black cloth tent, it means that Sandalwood is a person trusted by Wang Ningfeng, so Lao Dao did not have any intention of being wary of this person, but slowly explained: "When it comes to the place of faith, aside from Buddhism, as far as I know Huzhou, there are probably a lot of Taoist places where incense is flourishing, and the cultivation of the master of the temple must not be under the lord of this Baiyun view, after all, Huzhou has a dense water network, and the traffic between the north and the south is so rich that the world is rich, so there must be one or two Taoist temples in Huzhou that have been famous for a long time." But you made a special trip to Qingzhou City to visit relatives, and you also ran to Baiyun Temple, you should be seeking a career sign for someone in Qingzhou City. ”

Wang Ningfeng sat upright at this time, and looked at the old man with his eyes: "What the Taoist chief said is good, if it is for Song Jingliang, why should I come to Baiyun Temple thousands of miles away, after all, its incense is not as strong as the Chongyang Temple in Huzhou, but my son of the old man grew up in Qingzhou City, and I heard that Baiyun Temple is very effective for the locals, so I came to this Baiyun Temple to bow down to the Taoist Heavenly Monarch." ”

Qin Chuan was also secretly surprised here, I don't know when the old man actually deduced that this Wang Ningfeng was not for the career of her husband's family, but made a special trip to Qingzhou City, for the son of an old man, so Qin Chuan turned his left and right hands and clapped a few applause.

Jia Yuan and the others outside heard applause inside, a little cloudy, but because of the existence of the black cloth tent, they didn't know what was going on, and when they were about to concentrate and continue to listen again, they didn't hear any other sounds.

Yang Dazhi looked at a few pilgrims who came to the stall before, but he was not in a hurry and said to an acquaintance next to him: "It seems that this junior brother of Xie Bald still has some skills, and the tigress of the Song family has been staying in it for a while, and she has not even gotten angry and smashed the stall, it seems that Xie Bald has escaped this time." ”

The second sister-in-law, who was wearing a Taoist dress and holding her hair, asked Xie Bald in a hurry at the moment: "Hey, Xie Bald, where did your junior brother come from, I'm afraid you are not a master in the shocking door, you talk to him, let him accept it when he sees it, but don't rob us of our jobs." ”

Xie Bald looked at the black cloth tent intently at this time, and saw that the tigress of the Song family did not make a sound, although he was still frightened and didn't know what the final result would be, but looking at the current situation, he could probably go to the Green Treasure House for a drink.

Hearing someone shouting about himself, Xie Bald had a bottom in his heart, and he was as chic and comfortable as before, as if the tigress of the Song family did not exist at all. Thinking that the master he met today was about to help him solve this big trouble, Xie Bald was full of anger at the moment, as if he had returned to the time when he was young and could sing songs night and night.

"Who is calling me, what's wrong?" Xie Bald's eyes were shining at the moment, and he did not shy away from the second sister-in-law's gaze.

The second sister-in-law is a rare woman on this street, it is said that a disciple of a certain Daguan is practicing and preaching outside, so by chance she went to the outer street of Baiyun Temple, and there are a lot of people here.

It's just that the second sister-in-law's fiery temper is well-known in the outer street of Baiyun Temple, two years ago, there was a gentleman who wanted to be light and thin the second sister-in-law, and led a group of house slaves to gather around the stall. How do you know that the second sister-in-law has a fiery temper, and chased and cut three streets with a knife, and she refused to stop until the hunt in Qingzhou City came forward.

Seeing that Xie Bald deliberately pretended not to know, the second sister-in-law's temper began to rise: "Xie Bald, did you eat two catties of kidney today? Otherwise, how could you be so arrogant? Looking at the hairs on your head standing up, it seems that you are so uncomfortable." ”

Xie Bald knew the temper of the second sister-in-law, if the joke continued, maybe the second sister-in-law would take out the knife and chase herself a few streets, so Xie Bald smiled: "Yo, it turned out to be the second sister-in-law, disrespectful and disrespectful." That person is my long-lost half-brother, we haven't seen each other for some years, but we just happened to come to Qingzhou City to help me through this catastrophe. ”

The second sister-in-law knew that Xie Bald's mouth was full of frivolous words, and she didn't want to pay attention to him, but continued to look inside the black cloth tent, hoping to see something out of the door.

Jia Yuan saw that Xie Bald was so confident, and his face didn't have the previous paleness, so he whispered to the red clay: "Let Qiu Meng and Master Qiu prepare, and you can do it before dark." ”

Hongni heard that he was going to Qiu Meng to spread the word, and said reluctantly: "The last time I went to his house, he rubbed oil and almost couldn't get out." Now I'm going to go again, I'm afraid ......"

Jia Yuan turned around, thought about it in his heart and said, "I can only rest assured if you go to pass the word." ”

Hearing Jia Yuan believe in himself so much, this is more comfortable than drinking a bowl of old chicken soup in the cold winter. Red Clay clutched his robes and disappeared into the crowd.