Chapter 52

Three silver tickets, each one is one hundred taels.

Mu Qing took it with a smile, and then handed it to Annu behind him. At home, the matter of money has always been in the hands of Annu, Mu Qing himself likes money, but I'm afraid that even he doesn't know how much he is worth.

Annu scooped it up, looked at it, and put it in his arms with a flat expression. Maybe it's because of the more exercise, and the scare a while ago, Annu doesn't usually change color for the sake of silver as before.

Deng Yuanshan sighed in his heart that the pair of masters and servants had grown up rapidly, and said with a smile on his face, "In addition to this, I have other things to do with you today." ”

Mu Qing looked at him and motioned for him to continue.

"This month's Di Bao has only passed through my hands, and the top is all according to this, and there can be no sloppiness." Deng Yuanshan glanced into the courtyard, and then took out a piece of paper from his sleeve, "But I extended one, you can see it if you want to." ”

Mu Qing took it and pinched it in his hand. This piece of paper is thinner than usual, and it feels very spawned when scooped in his hand, obviously it is not a good paper, but since it was temporarily printed by Deng Yuanshan, he couldn't ask for too much, so he hurriedly opened it and looked.

The whole paper, says only one thing.

The raid on Mizhou by the Japanese invaded Mizhou, and all the officials in Mizhou united to resist the Japanese with more than 100 swords, which was a real achievement. It is also customary to understand clearly that from the prefect to the soldiers, everyone has a reward, except for His Royal Highness King Zhuang, the largest imperial relative in Michigan.

"King Zhuang is not in Mizhou, it seems that he went out to hunt and did not come back, and I am afraid that this reward will be punished." Deng Yuanshan picked up the teacup and touched his mouth.

Mu Qing paused his hands and looked up at Deng Yuanshan: "What did Mr. Deng sue me for doing this?" ”

Deng Yuanshan smiled: "My home is in Zhuangzi, not far from Mizhou, and this is the letter that the family brought to me." ”

Mu Qing didn't speak again, but continued to look down at the piece of paper.

Just now, this person clearly answered the question, but Mu Qing did not continue to ask. Deng Yuanshan is a qualified businessman, even if he knows something, Mu Qing is not afraid, this is the weight in his hand, and he will not throw it out lightly if he does not have enough benefits.

Mu Qing is quite confident in himself, and he can hold down the scale in this person's heart and make him keep his mouth shut for the time being.

After reading it roughly, Mu Qing put the paper in a charcoal basin and burned it, and it turned into a puddle of black ash after a while.

Seeing that the paper was burned, Deng Yuanshan's expression softened. No matter how idle he was just now, but in fact, he was still scared, and now he is indeed a lot more relaxed: "Seeing that the hospital exam is about to be released, next year's spring will be the township test, is Mu Gongzi going to stay in Guizhou or go to the capital?" ”

Mu Qing's fingertips rubbed the edge of the teacup: "Mr. Deng is so sure that I can get the fame of Xiucai?" ”

"It wasn't certain before, but now it's certain."

Mu Qing's book about the quick completion of Jingyi, Deng Yuanshan doesn't know how many times he turned it over, and every time he felt different. That book divides the scriptures and meanings in too much detail, and even makes each sentence how to write it, how to the topic, and how to win favor are clearly written, so that people can't find fault with half of the flaws.

Deng Yuanshan looked at Mu Qing, and there was awe in his eyes: "You were born to be a piece of material for the imperial examination." ”

Mu Qing just smiled and didn't speak, he took advantage of the ancients, there is no writing training class here, and there is no New Oriental Crash Method, only after experiencing the era when the score is a qiē will you understand the mystery.

But whether to go to Guizhou or the capital, Mu Qingdao did not hesitate.

In fact, it is not necessary to take the test locally. As long as you have money, you can go to the capital where every inch of land is expensive to buy a yard and take root, and you can also take the exam in the capital.

As for why so many people are crowded into the capital, it is also because of the difference between the north and the south.

Since ancient times, the south has been a place where there are many talented literati, who like poetry and writing, have a romantic temperament, and the articles they produce are also splendid. Therefore, the competitive pressure on the examination in the south is much greater than that in the north. Because of the large number of relatives of the emperor in the capital, most of them do not need to take the single-plank bridge of the imperial examination, so the number of people is also a lot less. Therefore, many children of wealthy families in the south like to go to the capital to take the exam, and the chances of being admitted are much greater than those in the south.

It is not unreasonable that the court of the Great Zhou Dynasty was occupied by most of the southern officials.

Mu Qing thought that Deng Yuanshan came to give him silver at this time, and he was afraid that he thought he was going north. However, Mu Qing smiled lightly: "If I stay in Guizhou, I won't toss." ”

Deng Yuanshan was not surprised, in his eyes, the young man in front of him was talented, and he would not covet that little bit of cheapness in the future.

Mu Qing didn't explain much, but talked about another matter: "If Mr. Deng listens to my advice, let's start stockpiling grain now." ”

Deng Yuanshan was stunned.

"Don't make a fuss, just secretly put it up." Mu Qing looked at the clear sky outside and narrowed his eyes slightly, "I watched the sky at night and knew that there would be great changes in the coming year. ”

"When did you start learning fortune telling?" Deng Yuanshan was a little unimpressed.

Mu Qing was not surprised by this person's attitude, and slightly curled the corners of his mouth: "I don't know those ethereal things, I just ask for a clear conscience." ”

It's just that after Deng Yuanshan left, An Nu asked Mu Qing: "Will Mr. Deng listen to his master?" ”

Mu Qing shrugged: "I don't know, I shouldn't listen." "What can be done if you don't believe? Just like he said to Douro, most of his words will not be believed by others, and he can't go out and spread all over the streets, so others have to tie him up and burn him as a monster. But it never hurts to give it a try.

Bringing up the stewed fragrant braised pork, An Nu asked while serving Mu Qingbu vegetables, "Master, why don't you go to the capital?" ”

Mu Qing stuffed the meat into his mouth and took a bite of it, it was crispy and juicy.

After taking a bite of rice and swallowing it, Mu Qing's voice was faint: "You don't have to go, you don't have to go." ”

This township exam will not be held next year, and it will be in vain to go.

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In the blink of an eye, it is the thirtieth day of the lunar month, Chinese New Year's Eve.

Mu Qing received a post early in the morning, bright red, inviting him to participate in the fireworks display held on the Dengxian Tower in Guizhou City. Red always reminds Mu Qing of a wedding card, but it is estimated that this color is used because of the end of the year and in order to be auspicious.

Put the post away properly, Mu Qing didn't leave the small courtyard all day, and many neighbors came to ask him to help write Spring Festival couplets, but Mu Qing didn't refuse to promise them one by one.

It is not suitable to use too dry and thin fonts to write Spring Festival couplets, so Mu Qing chose all the books, and there was a kind of free and easy when they were written out one by one, and they were very festive with the red paper.

Mu Qing also wrote a pair for his home, and carried a stool to scoop the paste and paste it at the gate.

As night fell, and the neighbors scattered home, Mu Qing got up, stretched his waist and retied his hair, Mu Qing changed into the new clothes he had done earlier.

When a ten-year-old boy grows up, his clothes are often made new. Annu is usually frugal, but he is not stingy with Mu Qing, and his clothes are always new. However, most of them are cyan and blue Confucian shirts, although they are elegant but a little old-fashioned, at this time, Mu Qing is in charge to make a royal blue shirt, not using many expensive satin, but the color is good. Because of this wind and cold, Mu Qingqing has reduced a little, but the childishness on his face has also decreased a lot, the very close-fitting cut, the jade belt rings around the waist, and there is a bit of a handsome taste when he stands there.

"The master is so good-looking." Annu looked at him and smiled.

Mu Qing raised his chin proudly: "That is, your master is already handsome." ”

Touching his chest, Mu Qing looked calm. He asked Annu to change this shirt, and there was a hidden pocket in the clothes, and the letter that Li Qianyu gave him when he left was properly placed there.

It was not difficult to open the wax seal on the letter, and it was not difficult to close it again after opening, but Mu Qing did not move at all, even though he was very curious about what was written in it. Li Qianyu handed over the letter to him, whether it was used or entrusted, after all, there was one or two points of trust in it, and he didn't want to live up to the other party's trust.

Mu Qing didn't let Annu follow, he put on his cloak, put on a lantern, pushed the door and left.

The city of Guizhou on Chinese New Year's Eve was a little more lively than usual. People are looking forward to the New Year, whether they are usually rich or poor, this time is to be lively together, don't say that the vendors on both sides of the street, even if it is Deng Yuanshan, have printed a lot of red paper with auspicious words since yesterday to scoop out for sale. Although it is not much, it is a festive and auspicious picture.

Mu Qing looked left and right, and saw a lot of vendors selling palace lanterns, so he thought about buying a firecracker when he went home, and he thought about things, so he didn't look at the road, but he accidentally hit someone.

"I'm sorry." Mu Qing blurted out, and then bent down to pick up the lantern he had dropped on the ground, but someone rushed to scoop it up.

Mu Qing looked up, and then saw the other party's face.

It was a woman, with a snow-white cloak on the outside of her peach-colored dress, her long satin hair was scattered like a shawl, and her face was tightly covered by a white veil, and she could only see a pair of eyes, like a lake.

Resting on others, this is called an erotic encounter.

But replacing the protagonist with a ten-year-old child can only be called an accident.

"Here you go," the woman handed the lantern to Mu Qing, "be careful when you walk in the future." ”

Mu Qing took it and saluted: "Thank you, sister." ”

The woman who was called by her sister pursed her lips and smiled, nodded at Mu Qing, and left with the maid behind her. Mu Qing looked at her, but frowned slightly.

Although the women of the Zhou Dynasty are not open, they are not stingy, without the constraints of those three from the four virtues, they live very comfortably, especially the women in the boudoir, running horses and shopping, sometimes not losing to men, so veiled, except for the sister-in-law in the nunnery, is like no salt.

But just now it was just the moment when the woman bent down, the moment the square silk handkerchief was blown by the wind, he could see clearly, the woman was clearly the color of Tianxiang country, and the most conspicuous thing was a blood-colored birthmark in the corner of her eye.

The small one is inlaid in the corners of the woman's eyes, and it is more conspicuous on the skin like snow, and the shape is like a phoenix spreading its wings.

If Mu Qing is not mistaken, in the future, Li Qianyu's first and only queen will be such a woman with a memory in the corner of her eye. The blessing is profound, and the phoenix lives a thousand gold.