In the north room of the west house in the third row, You Shi pulled his hair in a bun again, combed it tightly, put on his eyebrows and cloud shoulders, and washed his clothes on the backyard patio.

You Shi could have gone back to his parents' house, but the You family lost Jia Zhen and Jia Rong's support, and relied on the gifts from Jia Zhen and Jia Rong that You Lao Niang, Second Sister You, and Third Sister You originally received, which was at most supported for half a year.

Sun Fu sent jujubes, pears, apricots, and peaches, and the little pomegranates also followed into the outer room, and You Shi was surprised: "What a fresh fruit." ”

"The pomegranate was called by Master Cong to serve, and she was willing, this girl was lonely, so she followed the grandmother." Sun Fudao.

The pomegranate saluted obediently, a lot bigger, You Shi thought of the silver butterfly and them, and was speechless for a long time, and Jia Cong's move, I don't know what it meant, You Shi grabbed a handful of copper coins from the kang to reward Sun Fu and pomegranates, and asked with a smile: "Has your master eaten it?" He's so good to you. ”

"That's that, that's." Sun Fu nodded like a chicken pecking rice: "My master's temper, heaven and earth, I can't find a second one, it's Bao Erye, who loses his temper and smashes cups, smokes, hoes and medicines." ”

"What did your grandfather eat?" You Shi laughed.

"Sour plum soup, cabbage, red dates." Sun Fu and Pomegranate replied in unison, stunned for a moment before laughing.

"What do you say? You two go out first. Jia Cong came in flutteringly, Sun Fu pomegranate retreated, You Shi got up, jokingly like a blessing, she was not a person who loves restraint.

"Sister-in-law......" Before Jia Cong finished speaking, You Shi preemptively said: "You call me sister, it doesn't matter now." ”

"Okay." Jia Cong sat down opposite and said in a deep voice: "Send the pomegranate, she is willing, she is also lonely, she is closer, at least I will take care of it, sister-in-law...... Well, the eldest sister is not a person who treats her subordinates harshly, and she signs contracts with each other, and she doesn't have to register with the government. I think that if you stay here for a long time, it will inevitably be a loss to your reputation, and others don't know about me saving you, so don't worry about that......"

"When I finish the scientific examination and the township examination, whether I win or not, I will think of a way for you to make a living, find another house, or you go home......" Jia Cong thought about it, if You Shi was willing to go home, he would not come with him, how to say it, You Shi will not hold back, but it is also useless to him, and it is enough to repay the favor, and there are many long nights and dreams...... After all, You Lao Niang's family is not very close to her, and the mother and sister-in-law who succeeded her were rich and noble at the beginning, who cares about whom now?

"It's not to drive you away, it's good for you and me." Jia Cong finished speaking in one breath, looking at her, You Shi couldn't take his eyes off it, there were tears in his eyes, but he suppressed it, forced a smile, and she couldn't say what she felt.

"I don't want to get you involved." You Shi turned around and tilted his head: "It's just that you said that the second sister should marry Zhang Hua?" I can't make up my mind......"

Eryou's matter, where does it have a half-dime relationship with him? Jia Cong said: "Don't hook up with Second Brother Shanglian, just make your own decisions about the rest, I'll go." ”

Jia Lian hooked up with Second Sister You at the time of Jia Jing's funeral, Jia Lian couldn't take care of the country's filial piety and family filial piety, and Jia Jing's death was still three years away.

Jia Lian can openly ignore etiquette, national filial piety (the death of the concubine, forbidden to marry), family filial piety (Jia Jing's death), stop his wife and remarry (use the etiquette of a wife), these are to accuse him of his own crimes.

Etiquette, can you break through this shackle?

Wang Zhideng delayed Ma Xianglan for decades, and Ma Xianglan, who was in his forties, personally came to dance for him, causing a sensation in Jiangnan, and Wang Zhideng, who was sixty or seventy, cried: It's all etiquette that has mistaken us! Ma Xianglan spent her whole life in this dance, but after all, she gained nothing.

Etiquette, respect and humility, distinguish between the noble and the low, eat people and do not spit out bones.

In this situation, Jia Cong can finally understand it, is it possible to break through the ritual religion on the day?

……

Qin Ye supervised Jiyang in Xishan, it was not yet completed, Jia Cong went to Qin Mansion to say goodbye, Qin Zhong's face was ruddy, he was more handsome than in the past, his body was thin, the most handsome men Jia Cong saw were Jia Qiang and Qin Zhong.

"It's a pity, it's a pity, I can't accompany you this time for the scientific examination and the township examination." Qin Zhong pulled him to sit affectionately: "You're not going to see your sister?" ”

"It's too late, just say it, the tribute courtyard will be opened around the Mid-Autumn Festival." Jia Cong smiled and left.

Qin Zhong was speechless, Baozhu replied, Qin Keqing was biting the thread in the ear room, and the two girls were not messing around: "Master Cong's reputation is too big at this time, and it is good to have scruples, he is thinking about the young lady, Uncle Zhen and Uncle Xiaorong died in the past, and the city is boiling, and the lord's mansion newspaper has reached home...... Fortunately, Miss is not in Dongfu, otherwise she would have entered the Teaching Workshop Division, and we would have to be sold......"

One day husband and wife Bairien, when she heard the news, she was not happy for a while, Qin Keqing dusted off her skirt: "Father often has errands, once he has a junior and younger brother, his official fortune is prosperous, maybe he can be a servant of the old man, is he a lucky star?" ”

"Yes, yes." Baozhu Ruizhu nodded together: "It's also Miss's lucky star." ”

Qin Keqing smiled, and the needle and thread in his hand flew up and down: "Then it will be, it is better not to ask for it, and it is better not to fight." As long as our father and younger brother are doing well, we will not be guilty. ”

But I thought in my heart: "Does this matter have anything to do with my junior brother?" If so, I will not be a red face, but a curse ......."

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Rongguo Mansion is very calm, and no one has much confidence in Jia Cong's scientific examination and township examination. Originally, Jia Cong was just used as a training.

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Northern wheat, sowing in autumn, harvested in the summer of the following year, the wheat from the Middle East is the main crop in the north, in addition to the northern custom is to sacrifice the green seedling god in July, and sacrifice to the hemp valley on July 15, in the face of a long rain and not sunny to "sweep the Qing Niang" (Shaanxi is called sweeping the heavenly woman).

I have seen these in the annual examination after the Jia Cong Yuan exam.

Hybrids, rotation of millet, millet, sweet potato, etc., sweet potato was first planted by Fujian, Guangdong, Yunnan, introduced by Luzon and Annam, the yield per mu is 1,000 catties, it is the first choice for ancient farmers to satisfy hunger.

If today's people want to know the situation of Wanping in ancient times, most of them have to look at Shen Bang's "Wanping Miscellaneous".

When the carriage walked through the official road, there were no wheat waves in autumn, and the smell was the smell of the soil that had been ploughed and raked.

When he arrived at the Shunzhi Market, Song Lichang in the western suburbs led someone to stop the car and ask for words, and said with a humble smile: "Jia Xiaoxianggong is the first prodigy of Dashun, and he didn't catch up with the Qingmiao God before, so please write a few words today." ”

"Little things." Jia Cong got out of the car and took the brush, thought about it, and wrote:

"Two flags, separate sheets.

The dance is breezy and melodious.

God's Division, I'm in Xinjiang.

May the field be every time and set up my green seedlings.

It's not bad, it's okay.

There is no rain and no sun, and the hundred valleys appear.

But God descended to health and repaid the steamed sheep. ”

Although it is useless to say that it is useless to pray to God, since the beginning of the Neolithic Age, it has been there until the modern countryside, especially since the Yuan and Ming dynasties, planting, silk weaving, good things, bad things, everything requires God, and there are many tricks. Asking Xiucai to write is also considered to be beautiful, Song Lichang didn't understand the meaning, and pretended to be the first to say: "Look, this word is good-looking, and the meaning is good." ”

A few peasants just came to see the appearance of the prodigy, and after listening to Song Lichang say that this picture can move the Qingmiao God on the frame, they are as pious as Muslims, giving gifts and special products, Jia Cong smiled and accepted a few things casually, he only felt sad.

This is the ancient peasants, if someone blasphemed their gods, they could pick up the hoe and sickle and fight hard. In the south of the Yangtze River, many taboos of planting mulberry and raising silkworms are more powerful than the god of green seedlings, for that god, weavers, mulberry households ignore the government, and they are not allowed to enter the door during a specific period, and the government can only obey for the sake of the overall situation.

Registration, filling in the confession, receiving the number, entering the Confucian Temple, the Xiucai who participated in the scientific examination in the West Road Hall, there were thousands of people visually, before the question, Jia Cong's table number was one of the concerns of the same year, Wang Yinglin came over and said: "Luo Guoqi has a friend Wei Wuzhi, who is his cousin, a student of Liangxiang County, as soon as he arrives in Wanping, he threatens to avenge his cousin at the cocktail party......

Jia Cong nodded, and with the eyes of Kuang Liuhe on the other side, he saw a lean Confucian student in the west corner, staring at him coldly, like a man's back.