The next day, early in the morning.

Shen Fuxuan, who has always been lazy, actually got up early today today, sat under the eaves and cranked the feather fan, staring at the morning sun that was spewing out and thinking about it.

The crime of exile is generally indefinite, unless the emperor remembers it one day, or if something major happens. This has nothing to do with Master Shen, he neither knows the emperor nor has such a wide connection. Even if the chief official is "rehabilitated" one day, no one will remember him, the implicated adjutant.

As for the benefactor who once followed, after a year as a Beijing official, he returned to his hometown, and died of illness after guarding filial piety. The world praises his filial piety, saying that he misses his deceased mother too much, but in fact, he eats too fat, and one day he suddenly suffered a cerebral hemorrhage and burped his fart.

If Shen Fuxuan had not been forcibly taken up the mountain, he would have to stay in Yunnan for the rest of his life until the day he died of illness, old age, or starvation.

Now, a prodigy came out, and Master Shen suddenly saw the dawn of hope.

You must help your disciples get their household registration done!

Shen Fuxuan has been a master for more than ten years, and he is familiar with all kinds of operations, and there are at least three ways to get household registration.

First, let the local toast make up the household of the green village.

This approach is most feasible in other regions, because it is a political achievement for officials. It's a pity that this is the territory of Tusi, and the fewer villages the better. The Black Mountain Ridge Village is based on the village as a unit, directly paying taxes and servitude to the Tusi, and has no half-cent relationship with the imperial court.

Second, go out and attach a lijia, find a way to get a few acres of land, and then report to the local government.

The Ming court encouraged the displaced people to reclaim the famine, and also encouraged the homeless people to be registered. As long as you have land in your hands, it is easy and formal for the government to recognize the reclamation nature of the land. Of course, money must be made in the process of operation, and the silver sprinkled must not be too small.

Third, spend a lot of money to dredge up local relations and find a state or county to take the exam!

It's a pity that for Wang Yuan, these three methods are very difficult.

"I can only move from time to time!"

Shen Fuxuan muttered to himself, he was not in a hurry, anyway, the disciple's age was still young.

At this moment, Liu Yaozu, a good student, rushed over and said in an unconventional and polite manner: "Student Liu Yaozu meets Mr., can you start class?" ”

Shen Fuxuan was speechless and said, "I haven't eaten breakfast yet, you came too early." ”

Liu Yaozu took out a sorghum cake from his arms as if offering a treasure: "Sir, this is what my mother made for you." I didn't add bran, I mixed it with corn, and I put enough oil and salt, I smelled delicious! ”

Such shoddy food actually made Master Shen's index fingers move, and he praised: "Yes, you are a sensible child, and you know how to honor your teacher." ”

Liu Yaozu hurriedly offered the sorghum cake: "Please sir, try it." ”

Master Shen immediately took it and couldn't wait to take a big bite. While chewing, he found that Liu Yaozu was looking at him, his Adam's apple rolling up and down, and he kept swallowing saliva. Shen Fuxuan couldn't help asking, "You haven't eaten yet?" ”

"I've eaten it." Liu Yaozu wiped his saliva with his horizontal sleeves.

Shen Fuxuan finally understood that this kind of sorghum cake with sufficient oil and salt and no bran was mostly honored by the Liu family, and Carpenter Liu, his wife and children were definitely reluctant to eat it. At that moment, I was moved in my heart, and I broke the sorghum cake with an expressionless face, handed it back and said, "You can eat it too." ”

"My dad said, it's for Mr." Liu Yaozu shook his head again and again, not daring to look at the sorghum cake again, for fear that he would not be tempted.

Shen Fuxuan said with a straight face: "If you don't eat, I won't teach you to read!" ”

Liu Yaozu's brain suddenly went down and he was in a dilemma, not knowing how to choose.

"Alas, idiot!"

Shen Fuxuan sighed and stuffed the sorghum cake over.

Liu Yaozu didn't dare to disobey his master's order, and he didn't dare to disobey his father's order, so he had to put away half of the sorghum cake and plan to take it home and hand it over to his father for disposal.

The poor peasants of the Ming Dynasty generally only ate two meals a day. In the morning, I went to work in the fields just after dawn, and then went home to eat when the sun rose, and continued to work after breakfast, and ate dinner in advance about half in the afternoon.

In other words, there is at least an hour left before breakfast.

Master Shen finished gnawing half of the sorghum cake and said to Liu Yaozu: "You accompany me around the village." ”

"Good!"

Liu Yaozu was quite excited, he was finally able to help his husband do things, although it was just a trivial matter of wandering around casually.

At this moment, Wang Yuan no longer monitored Shen Fuxuan. He believed that Master Shen was a person who understood, and he would not flee again when he figured out the situation - the mountain was full of barbarians, and Master Shen had no one to run to, where could he escape in a hurry?

Liu Yaozu accompanied the teacher to walk in the village, and he wanted to speak several times, but he never had the courage to say it.

"If you have something to say, say it!" Shen Fuxuan couldn't stand it anymore.

Liu Yaozu seemed to have done something hurtful, and suddenly knelt on the ground and kowtowed: "Sir, there are two things that are different from what my father taught Wang Er's "Three Character Classic". Cocoa ...... Maybe my dad remembered wrong, I went home last night and asked my dad, and he said he was not mistaken. I'm ...... I shouldn't have questioned him, but I want to find out. Really...... It's ......."

Shen Fuxuan interrupted: "Which two are different? ”

Liu Yaozu knelt on the ground and said: "One is Dou Yanshan, you teach 'teach the five sons, the reputation is famous', and my father teaches the 'teach the five sons, the fame'." ”

Master Shen was suddenly extremely embarrassed, Liu Yaozu didn't say it, it's okay, how could he not know that he was wrong?

Like "Children's Language", "Three Character Classic" was also learned by Shen Fuxuan more than 40 years ago. Even if you memorize it well at the time, decades have passed, and it is inevitable that there will be a mistake or two.

Carpenter Liu is different, he has only learned "Three Character Classic", "Hundred Family Names", "Children's Language" and "Nine Chapters of Arithmetic" in his life, and the content of these four books has been deeply engraved in his mind.

Master Shen asked again, "What about the other place?" ”

Liu Yaozu said worriedly: "There is also Tang Youyu, you teach 'the prosperous world', and my father teaches the 'prosperous world'." ”

If Wang Yuan is here, Shen Fuxuan will definitely save face, and use different versions as an excuse to fool around.

But Liu Yaozu is so well-behaved that even Master Shen doesn't want to bully this kind of honest child, he can only say: "Your father is right, and he remembers the teacher wrong." Zi said: 'Knowing is knowing, not knowing is not knowing, and knowing is also knowing.' "Left Turn" Yiyun: "Knowing mistakes can be changed, and good is great." Whether you are a person or a scholar, you should face up to your mistakes, and only in this way can you correct and improve. Get up, don't kneel. ”

"Thank you, sir, for your teachings!" Liu Yaozu was convinced, and felt that the image of the teacher was so great.

What Master Shen thought in his heart was: I should buy a few sets of books and come back, otherwise how can I teach them next!

The master and apprentice unknowingly came to a large piece of flat land.

Shen Fuxuan couldn't help but admire: "What a flat ground!" ”

Liu Yaozu hurriedly introduced: "This is the dam made by burning lime using Wang Er's method, and the whole village is drying grain here." ”

Master Shen came to the dam, squatted down to take a closer look, and said dumbfounded: "This ...... Is this a triad? A small barbarian village, actually using Sanhe soil to ram the dam, is a bit too extravagant. ”

The Sanhe soil of the Ming Dynasty was mainly used to build the Great Wall, city walls, palaces and mausoleums, and the method of deploying the Sanhe soil belonged to the secret that was not transmitted.

At least in the north and south of the Zhili region, Sanhetu is forbidden to be civilian.

Master Shen turned around and left.

Liu Yaozu hurriedly chased after him: "Sir, where are you going?" ”

Shen Fuxuan said: "Go find Wang Yuan!" ”