Aunt Li, who had seen some of the market on the side, hurriedly sent the tray to the house and brought tea to the official and the master.

The neighbors have never seen so many silver taels, all of them are crowded with the gates, and even climb up the wall to see the promising children of the Li family, it is conceivable that the children of each family will be indispensable tonight.

Shi Moxi understood that the master still had something to say, so he reached out into the house with both hands and invited: "Master, can you sit in the house, if you are still a little grateful, please bring it to the magistrate." ”

The master has been doing things for many years, and he doesn't know what Shi Moxi must have understood, so he admitted: "Haha, Shi Xianggong, please first." ”

The official was waiting outside, and Aunt Li also dragged the uninteresting Li Shihammer out.

As a modern person, although Shi Moxi really doesn't like to talk around the bush, he can only follow the local customs, after all, no one likes a reckless Leng Touqing.

The previous lawsuit against the county government was just for a livelihood, but with the one hundred taels of silver, he also had the root to stand up, and the reckless character should also be thrown away.

Shi Moxi took out a cloth bag from the bedroom, put about thirty taels into it, and put it in front of the master.

"Presumably, the master must have said a lot of good things for me in front of the magistrate, but I really have a bad family, so I can only prepare some seasonal vegetables to thank the master." Shi Moxi said while pushing the bag.

The master showed a grateful face, although there were only two of them in the room, but he was familiar with the ability to open his eyes and tell nonsense.

The master smiled and put the cloth bag beside him and said with a smile: "Where, where, my family has been short of some vegetables in the past two days, and the children have already complained, I will thank the little brother for the family first." ”

Sure enough, money can make ghosts grind, and when they give money, even their names have changed. Shi Moxi naturally has his consideration for these thirty taels, Wu Zhixian has been a county magistrate in Qingyuan County for almost nine years, and this master has also been with him for nine years, and his foundation is quite deep.

At that time, being alone in the match business will inevitably not be as good as those big businesses, and it will be different with the master, after all, it is as convenient as going up the ladder in the official family.

After a while, the matter of money was over, and neither of them mentioned it again, after all, the thoughts of smart people are self-evident.

The topic also changed, and after taking a sip of tea, Shi Moxi frowned, a little astringent.

"I wonder if the master has any other instructions when he comes?" Shi Moxi asked.

"I can't talk about entrustment, but the magistrate does have something to do with you."

As expected, but what can the magistrate ask me for? "In Xia He De how can he be appreciated by the county magistrate, if the adult is in need, the student will definitely live up to the trust!"

Although Shi Moxi didn't know what it was, he knew that he couldn't refuse, and he wasn't qualified to refuse.

The master listened to Shi Moxi's words and admired in his heart, why hadn't he heard of such a seasoned young man before.

The heat of the two warm teas surrounded the fingertips of the two, and the master coughed lightly, slowly explaining the reason.

Li Shihammer scratched his ears and cheeks anxiously outside the door, these two people are in their thirties, what can they talk about, he really wants to kiss the one hundred taels of Fangze.

Crunch, the door was pushed open by Shi Moxi.

The two walked out of the room laughing, and the master was still carrying a slightly old cloth bag in his hand.

The master casually handed the cloth bag to the servant, "This is some of the seasonal vegetables that my little brother gave me, and I must send them to my house safely, and I can't live up to my brother's good intentions." ”

"Brother Wang is serious, let's talk about wine in a few days." Shi Moxi sent the master outside the door, looking at the figure that was gradually moving away, and only felt a lot of pressure.

"I just casually recited a few lines of poetry, how can this still find me!" As the copyist of the New Ming Dynasty, Shi Moxi is really not copied by few people, and it will be a big trouble to break the performance appraisal of the county when the time comes.

Aunt Li saw that Shi Moxi's face was not good, and immediately walked out of the surprise that Shi Moxi and his master were brothers.

"Xiaozi, are you in any trouble, tell Aunt Li, let's help you find a way."

Shi Moxi didn't want Aunt Li to worry about them, and he really couldn't help much, so he waved his hand and said, "It's okay, what can I do, it's just that I'm a little busy and tired today." ”

Seeing this, Aunt Li, who was wide-hearted and fat, didn't pay much attention, so she asked Shi Moxi to rest more and go to the kitchen to heat up yesterday's meal.

"Ahh Why is this so much less money? When Shi Moxi heard it, he didn't know that it was Li Shihammer, and that kid shouted.

Hurriedly entered the house and gave Li Shihammer a hammer, "You idiot, don't shout anything, not to mention that this money is mine, what do you feel so painful." ”

Li Shihammer was in pain, hurriedly stopped yelling, and said: "Brother Shi's, isn't it mine, what else do we have to share between you and me." ”

Seeing him like this, Shi Moxi couldn't help but feel a little funny, and took a silver ingot of five taels in his hand, "Take it!" We are brothers, I can still treat you badly, hurry up and get out, don't bother me! ”

"Yes! Be! Be! They all listen to the little minister. After speaking, Li Shihammer also made a move, presumably because he was afraid of being beaten, so he hurriedly ran out happily holding the ingot of silver in his buttocks.

"This kid!" Shi Moxi shook his head with a smile, as the memory of this body gradually recovered, his feelings for Aunt Li's family deepened.

After thinking about the appointment the day after tomorrow, Shi Moxi planned to put down the match matter first, after all, if he really helped the magistrate, the match matter would be easy to handle.

Walking into his room and preparing his pen and paper, Shi Moxi was ready to rack his brains to recall the poems he had memorized in his previous life, but there were not many of them.

After all, it is already the new Ming Dynasty now, and Li Bai and Du Fu, the objects that must be copied, have long been born.

Those who can be copied are the poets of the Qing Dynasty such as Nalan Xingde or Zheng Banqiao.

Fortunately, the quality is really high, especially Nalan Xingde's poems, which are not lethal to the ladies in this Ming Dynasty scholarly family.

Calculate the time, if Nalan Xingde was born, he would have died last year in history, but Shi Moxi had never heard those poems in his memory, and the butterfly effect had changed a lot of things.

Time passed in a flash, and the table in front of Shi Moxi was covered with paper full of pen and ink, and every poem on it was enough for everyone to praise.

"If you think about it, there are only a few dozen songs, and it depends on your fate if you can do it when the time comes." Shi Moxi could feel that his memory was much better than in his previous life, which could be the superposition of the two souls.

However, these are too metaphysical and should not be considered by a liberal arts student.

The rest of the poems in my memory are basically scattered, and I can only think about it slowly in the future.

All Moxi had to do was memorize them all, reach the level of blurting out, and then burn them all.

After all, these are all capital for Shi Moxi to settle down in the future, and they must not be sloppy, and the name of the original author is written on them, which is a big deal if it is discovered.