Everyone in the world says that reading is good, and only the scholar can glorify his ancestors, and this truth is known to fathers.

But the Zhang family has been poor for several generations, and they can't even farm the land, so they can only make a living by selling dates, no matter how cold or hot they go, they are afraid of being at home all year round, and they are only able to make ends meet.

Therefore, knowing that his son is good at reading and willing to study, Zhang Si, who is a father, does not dare to think about it.

He really can't afford it.

Now, Zhang Si is only looking forward to his uncle's willingness to bother to help the tiger baby find a quick catch, so that the tiger baby can eat the official food, although it is not better than the scholar, but it is definitely better than selling dates after him.

"Dad, lift it."

After putting away the two books he loved to read, Hu Wazi helped his father unload the dates, and then collected dry firewood in the temple.

This ruined temple is because there are often people resting on the side of the official road, so there are a lot of dry firewood stored, I don't know whether it is the kindness of the nearby farmers or the patrol shop to get it.

After the dry firewood was collected, the tiger baby found out the fire and made a fire, and Zhang Si told him to take off his clothes and dry them, so as not to wear wet clothes and suffer from the cold.

The tiger baby answered, and took off his coat. He was only fourteen years old, but he was taller than his peers, but he was thin, and his face was not bloody, and he looked very yellow. I think it's because of the lack of oil and water.

Zhang Si poured out the dried dates in the bag and carefully spread them next to the fire.

These are all big red dates from Shaanxi, which he harvested from fruit farmers and dried and dehydrated. Red dried dates are very good for women, and they are especially delicious when stewed with brown sugar and wolfberries, and nourish yin and blood.

In order to make more money, they not only sold in Shaanxi, but also went to Sichuan, Huguang, Shanxi, and Beizhili to sell.

Usually, people in one place organize themselves to buy a number of trucks and transport them to a certain place, and then hawkers such as Zhang Si transport them to the countryside in horse-drawn carts or wheelbarrows to shout and sell.

Generally, they can only go back when they are sold out, and they will come out to sell after a while. Repeatedly, never stopped.

There are dozens of people who are going to Beijing to sell them, and Zhang Siye and his son are in Daxing. Because the price is cheap, the business of the grandfather and son is very good, and this is the second time they have come.

The warmth of the fire quickly drove away the cold from the father and son. It's still raining outside, and the wind is quite strong. In the wind and rain, there was a white expanse everywhere, and there was no figure.

Zhang Si estimated that the rain would not stop until night, so he took out the cover roll of the grandfather and son from under the belly of the car and spread it on the ground, which was intended to be in the temple for one night.

If a hawker like them is outside, they can save a penny.

Zhang Si is not worried that there will be any robbers in this place, after all, this place is at the foot of the Son of Heaven, and the security is much stronger than that of Sichuan and Huguang, which he has visited. And his father and son are just selling dates, and the strongman is afraid that he can't look down on their copper money.

The tiger baby was lying on the bed and reading a book, Zhang Si was illiterate and didn't know what his son was reading, but seeing that his son was reading with relish, although he couldn't read for him, Zhang Si was also very happy.

Raising a child strengthens his father.

The son's ability to read is no better than his illiterate father.

After setting the fire to make the fire brighter, Zhang Si calculated that the tiger baby is fourteen years old this year, which is not too big or small.

The uncle can really help Hu Wazi find an errand in the yamen, and when the New Year is over, he will borrow some money and ask the matchmaker to tell Hu Wazi a daughter-in-law.

With this thought, Zhang Si was happy in his heart, but he didn't tell his son, because he knew that his son was thin-skinned.

"Alright, don't look at it, let's eat." Zhang Si patted his son's buttocks. The tiger baby let out an "oh" and put down the small corner of the page he was reading.

said that it was to eat, what could you eat in this wilderness, but it was some flatbread that the father and son bought in the market.

The water is stored in a jug.

The two of them filled their beards with a mouthful of water and a mouthful of bread. Zhang Si went to turn over the damp dates again, then went to the door to look at it and went to sleep.

The tiger baby didn't sleep, but continued to read on his stomach in the bed. Zhang Si knew that his son had a good book, so he didn't care about him, and told him to go to bed early after reading it.

He was also very tired, but he slept on his side, and his arms were firmly in front of him, because he had a money bag in his arms.

Soon, Zhang Si's snoring began. The tiger baby glanced at her sleeping father, grinned, and concentrated on reading her book again.

I don't know how long the time has passed, and the tiger baby has already fallen asleep unconsciously.

In addition to the sound of wind and rain outside and Zhang Si's snoring, there is only the "thunderclap" sound of the fire from time to time in the temple.

It's just that what the Zhang family and their sons don't know is that there are dozens of pairs of eyes staring at them outside the temple gate.

A figure made a gesture, and immediately several black shadows quietly entered the ruined temple. After those black shadows entered the ruined temple, they did not commit murder against the sleeping Zhang family and their sons, but vigilantly searched around the temple.

Their steps were so light and their movements were so small that the sleeping Zhang family and his sons didn't know it at all.

After confirming that there was no danger, the people in the temple sent a gesture signal outside, and immediately more than a dozen figures quietly stepped in, led by a man wearing a hat and a white cloak.

The man untied the hat on his head, revealing the crown of hair on his head, and untied the cloak that had been wet from the rain, and handed it to his subordinates.

The man glanced at the dates by the fire, shook his head, and then smiled and walked to the fire, and sat down cross-legged and bent his knees.

It was a stormy night in May, and it was also very cold.

The man's men stood still with their swords sitting, as if they didn't exist in the temple. The dozens of black shadows outside the temple let the wind and rain hit them, even if their eyes were hit by the rain, they couldn't open their eyes, and they stood motionless.

After a while, the man felt much warmer, so he casually picked up a dried date from the ground and put it in his mouth, chewed it carefully and found that it was very crisp and sweet, and couldn't help but nod.

When he was about to get up, his eyes were attracted by the book in the hand of the young man sleeping opposite.

It was a military book - "Sima Law".

The man has not read "Sima Law", but he heard that this is one of the top ten military books in China, according to Li Jing in the Tang Dynasty, the author of this book is Jiang Taigong, but the truth is unknown.

In the wilderness, teenagers and soldiers, which made the man interested in the two men in front of him.

Under the man's eyes, his subordinates skillfully took down the "Sima Law" from the young man's hand, without alarming the young man at all.

The man took the "Sima Law", and he was very curious about what was said in this military book in the Spring and Autumn Period, so he flipped through it.

Later, he saw a line of small words written on the page behind the cover - "Dingbian Tongsheng Zhang Xianzhong".