Chapter 65 My family has early summer and late autumn
Reading is still the theme of Yan Heng's age group.
The head of the county examination brought great glory to him and his father Yan Zhun, and also changed the opinion of his father and even other elders that he was not good at reading.
Father Yan Zhun and Uncle Ouyang Jin and others were also surprised that Yan Heng suddenly won the middle county exam.
Although Yan Heng's reason was that he himself memorized a lot of current articles like Xiao Yan Song, and it happened that the county test was ready-made, so he was lucky to win.
But Daddy Yan Zhun and Ouyang Jin and others still felt that Yan Heng shouldn't just be lucky.
In their opinion, it is simply impossible for a person who was in his teens to not even memorize the three-character scripture in the past to suddenly remember a lot of Shiwen and still get the first county test case.
Daddy Yan Zhun and Ouyang Jin and others are all talented, and their intelligence is not low, and through their observation these days, they have also begun to think that Yan Heng is indeed very different from before.
Yan Heng couldn't hide it, so he had to make up lies, admitting that he had to give the immortal guidance in his dream, and opened Su Hui.
Daddy Yan Zhun and the others were naturally surprised and happy after hearing this, in their opinion, it seemed that only this made sense, but when they took the test of Yan Heng by themselves, they found that although Yan Heng could indeed do some articles and poems, it was definitely not superb, at most it barely conformed to the format.
In this way, Daddy Yan Zhun and others thought that although Yan Heng had opened Su Hui, there was not much ink in his abdomen, and his foundation was not solid enough.
Father Yan Zhun finally took out his father's money, and strictly demanded that Yan Heng must focus on his studies, and even Yan Zhun directly quit his profession as a tutor and taught Yan Heng and Xiao Yan Song in person.
Fortunately, Yan Heng is not disgusted with what Zi Shiyun is, he still reads when he should read, and he still memorizes what he should memorize, after all, he can remember many good articles in later generations now, but Yan Heng does not dare to guarantee that every exam in the future will have current questions, and sometimes he still has to have some real skills.
In these years, reading is the only way out, whether it is self-cultivation or governing the country and leveling the world, the higher the fame, the better.
It may be like a fantasy world, the higher the fame, the higher the cultivation, the fewer the cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods who dare to mess with you, although Yan Heng never thought of being the first assistant, nor did he think about being the champion of the dynasty, but this does not mean that he does not want to let himself live a safer and more chic life in this world.
Therefore, he also felt that he had to obey the rules of the game in this world and take karma as the theme of his life in the next ten or twenty years.
Yan Heng doesn't know how far he will go on this road in the future, will he stop here, or can he become a talent, a lifter or even a jinshi?
He has now offended the son of a prince who is the head of the palace, and there will be many people who will be jealous of the growth of Wenqu Study in the future, and all of this requires him to have a higher fame, that is, social status, to protect himself and even his whole family.
Therefore, Yan Heng chose to obey his father's strict supervision, study diligently, and prepare for the upcoming government exam.
The operation of Wenqu Study is a side business in his spare time.
He may become an official in the future, and it is impossible to expect any opportunities to become rich and wealthy in the proper way when he is an official in the Ming Dynasty, unless he is a corrupt official.
In other words, even in the Ming Dynasty, doing business was the only legitimate way to get rich, so Wenqu Study had to continue.
Daddy Yan Zhun also had to compromise in this regard, and he also had to agree that Yan Heng could spare two hours a day to deal with the affairs of Wenqu Study.
Xiao Yan Song was not as lucky as Yan Heng, he not only had to accept his father's deeper enlightenment education, but also had to accept some knowledge indoctrination from his brother Yan Heng that was not available in this era, such as mathematics and physics.
On this day, it is the time for the county school admissions to meet the county Xiong Xiu.
Early summer appeared in front of his window very punctually.
The girl's body fragrance emitted is like a refreshing elixir, which can make Yan Heng leave the bed with a strong will.
Yan Heng is used to the existence of a person in his house, but fortunately, he is still young and his secondary sexual characteristics have not yet appeared, so he will not do anything out of the ordinary.
Chu Xia is a girl who likes to be silent, and she may be born with an inferiority complex, but also with the rare gentleness of a girl at the bottom.
The body is well-proportioned, small and exquisite, which is Yan Heng's deepest impression of her now, and it is a small mouth of cherry lips, which makes people want to go up and peck lightly, but they don't like to laugh very much.
And the grass-green flower-sprinkled cardigan on her body was made of silk that Yan Heng bought for her on the first day she came to Yan's house, and the Yan family has no needlework yet, so the tailoring is naturally made by herself.
"It fits perfectly", Yan Heng wanted to praise her for her ingenuity, but she only said these three words.
And early summer only smiled slightly, and only when she smiled could you see her neat teeth and shallow dimples.
Late autumn is now getting more and more plump, I don't know how much milk Xiao Yan Song ate her behind her back, until this time she was still lying on the body of the big girl and sleeping straight up.
Late autumn is very fond of Xiao Yan Song, although the two are master and servant, they look more like sisters and brothers.
Even Yan Heng sometimes envied Xiao Yan Song.
"Not yet! Where do you put your hands, little pervert! ”
Yan Heng reprimanded, and Xiao Yan Song rubbed his sleepy eyes: "Brother, can we not study today, I really want to sleep for a while." ”
Late autumn is a little afraid of the eldest son Yan Heng like the color embroidery, one is that Yan Heng is supported, and the other is that Yan Heng himself looks a little young and old, cold and cold-hearted.
Therefore, as soon as he saw Yan Heng coming, Late Autumn was also busy putting Xiao Yan Song down like a mouse seeing a cat, straightened his clothes, and hurried to fetch water to serve Xiao Yan Song to wash.
Sometimes, late autumn is very glad that she didn't serve the old man Yan Zhun, otherwise she was only afraid that she would have to be fixed in bed like Caixiu, and she had to be busy with all kinds of work when she got out of bed, and she was also glad that she didn't serve the cold eldest son Yan Heng, who stayed together for a day, didn't say a few words, and had to suffocate if she didn't suffocate to death.
I don't know how early summer can stand it in late autumn.
In the early summer, she likes to tidy up Yan Heng's bookshelves and desks, because only at this time, she has the opportunity to see a lot of words, and even see various drawings and portraits drawn by Gongzi Yan Heng.
She didn't know why her son-in-law liked to draw people without clothes, or why he painted a large stove with all kinds of terms such as turning pumps and levers written around the stove.
She likes to take the opportunity to see what Yan Heng wrote when she sorts out Yan Heng's papers, and a stack of papers pressed under "The Mean" caught her attention.
"Golden Plum? What kind of article is this written by the uncle, and why is it called the Golden Plum! ”
Although Yan Heng was quite open to teaching Chu Xia to know some words, under the influence of the idea that a woman is virtuous if she is not talented, Chu Xia still didn't dare to look at it with great fanfare, so she could only glance at it secretly, and raised such a question in her heart.