[I've been delayed for a long time for personal reasons, I'm sorry for all book friends, and I'll write the next one with my heart.] This is the first update. 】

The seasons in Kyoshi change rapidly.

A few days ago, you could still see ice cubes on the Bianhe River, and in the past two days, the willow trees on the riverside have sprouted.

The warm sunshine brought a warm spring breeze, and the pedestrians on the street gradually changed into heavy winter clothes.

The wedding date of the Son of Heaven is approaching, and the wedding date of the Han family's children is also approaching.

The boss's new house has been renovated, but the house is even more noisy.

Han Gang handed over all the trivial matters to his wife and concubine to deal with, just read his books and papers, and then deal with the official affairs of the court. And, of course, there were letters that were sent to him through guò in various ways.

As Han Gang, there are always letters from relatives, friends, and protégés delivered to him every day. And the names on those letters that don't have much friendship, and even completely unfamiliar letters, are always in three digits.

These private letters, after receiving them, were classified by the relatives who served Han Gang and placed in front of Han Gang according to their relatives. Every day, Han Gang would spend half an hour reading the letter, most of which was handled in the outer study, and after reading the letter, he would reply directly dictately, and let the next person write it and then sign it. Only some important letters will be taken back and carefully read and personally replied.

'Xianggong Deacon' is a letter written by Su Xun of Hengqu Academy.

The letter, like all the letters Han Gang received during this time, first congratulated Han Gang about the marriage of the Han family's children, and then about the situation in the academy.

'My brother Junjian', this is the letter of my cousin Feng Congyi.

First, he said goodbye to his nephew and niece's marriage, and apologized for not being able to come in person, and the rest was a report on some recent events in the northwest, as well as the daily report of the family's industry, and the big and small things in the family, and more than a dozen pieces of stationery were written every time.

The letter that came with Feng Congyi's letter was sent by his parents who lived in the countryside. Although there is no writing for other letters, it is completely vernacular

Han Gang took out a piece of letter paper from the lattice under the desk, sharpened the ink himself, picked up the pen and wrote on the letter: Male Oka kneels, parents kneel in front of their knees......

Hearing a sound of footsteps outside the house, Han Gang put down his pen and looked back at the door of the study.

"Xianggong, Dalang is here."

First, there was a sound of communication outside the door, and then Han Zheng's voice sounded.

"My lord, my son is here."

"Come in."

Han Cheng pushed the door into the house.

Han Gang raised his head slightly and looked at his son.

His eldest son is very tall, and he is already on par with himself, and after a few years, most of them will be surpassed.

Since he was a child, he has been urged to boil his muscles and bones, even in Hengqu Academy, he has not broken it, and his body is as tall as a pine.

The face is calm and calm, but it doesn't look like I'm going to greet my relatives tomorrow.

Standing in front of Han Gang, Han Cheng was a little uncomfortable, "The adult called his son, I don't know what's going on?" ”

"Sit down and talk."

Han Cheng sat down honestly, his back straight, his hands on his knees, his buttocks only slightly next to the edge of the chair, sitting on the chair seemed to be squatting, and the whole person was tense.

The son was as nervous as a mouse when he saw a cat, Han Gang was a little unhappy and frowned, "You should be a father, are you going to invite you to a Hongmen banquet?" ”

"My son doesn't dare." Han Cheng sat back, sitting a little more comfortable.

"All ready?"

"It's all right."

"I've also seen the new house, what do you think?"

"It's all good."

"Your mother has put a lot of thought into your new house."

"Bothered my mother."

Han Gang asked, Han Cheng answered, and the father and son asked and answered, and Han Gang felt a little helpless in his heart.

Between father and son, especially when a father faces an adolescent son, it is easy to strictly control it, but it is difficult to talk at night.

Even if he has a heart, a son would rather tell his friends than his father or mother. How awkward it feels for a father to pull his son to sit down and talk.

And when the children were young, Han Gang ran around, serving everywhere, and when he settled down in Beijing, Han Gang was promoted to the Zaifu class, and there were more things, although he also cared about his children, but the time he put on them was limited after all.

Every morning and dusk, most of them are admonished and commanded, and when they are close, they are naturally unfamiliar.

"Today, the people of the Su family came to shop the house, and they also saw the furnishings?"

"Looked." Han Cheng frowned rarely, "It's a little too extravagant." ”

The custom of Jingshi, the day before the wedding, the woman will send her family to the man's house to hang the tent and lay the bedroom, commonly known as the shop room. Nowadays, the folk customs are easy to compare, and the woman is as extravagant as possible in order to show her wealth. Today, the Su family came over, and when they raised their hands, there was a pearl curtain, which was made up of three-point beads.

"The pearl curtains?" Han Gang also heard about it, "If the daughter wants to marry into the prime minister's family, she is still the eldest daughter-in-law, and she must always maintain a decent - the second brother is still a rich family." What's more, now that pearls can be planted, they are not worth anything. ”

The Han family pays attention to health preservation and blessings, even if they are rich, their food and clothing are not related to luxury.

A set of pearl curtains hung on the bed, and Han Cheng couldn't help but worry that the wife who was about to marry the door would be extravagant and make his parents unhappy.

"Your mother, your mother, have all gone to your Uncle Su's to see it. The seven ladies of the Su family are very outstanding in character and appearance. Over the years, there has been a lot of news exchanges between the two Guangzhou, he is a good boy, you don't have to worry about it, big brother. The luxury of this dowry, as soon as it came, Fang Cai also said that he was afraid that he would be underestimated and lose his dignity when he got married. Second, your mother-in-law is afraid of being gossiped. ”

Su Ziyuan's continuation is said to be a beautiful lady, the best face, in order to avoid people's words, he tried his best to buy a dowry for the only bloodline left by his predecessor.

Almost for the same reason, Wang Yi gave Han Qiang more dowry.

In addition to the dowry listed on the list, there is also the perfume shop of Fat Yan Zhai - this is the private room of Wang Yi's four daughters - discussed with Han Gang two days ago, and transferred the two branches in Beijing to his daughter as a private house.

The dowry prepared by Wang Yi for Han Qiang can be compared with the princess's surrender.

Han Gang is now taking Han Cheng's wife's family to talk about the dowry, and he doesn't want his son to have any thoughts about Han Qiang's dowry.

Han Gang said it was not vague, Han Cheng understood the meaning of his father's words, the love between brother and sister was very deep, and he was taught a good lesson by his parents, so he stood up and said solemnly: "Don't worry, my son, I understand." ”

The son was sensible, Han Gang was naturally happy, nodded with a smile, thought about it and sighed, and said, "Your sister is actually difficult." ”

It's okay to be a concubine, but the biological mother is still from a teaching workshop. is an only daughter at home, and her parents look at it as eyeballs, but when she marries, among the relatives of the Wang family, there will inevitably be more tongues, and there will be no shortage of people who tell right and wrong - the Wang family is a big family in Jiangxi, and Wang Hou's brother class alone is ranked thirteenth, and Wang Xiang's brothers also have six. There are many people, there are many right and wrong, there is no need to suppress people with a dowry, just rely on the prestige of the prime minister, so where is enough? One power and two wealth, which can be less?

"Don't worry, my lord," Han Cheng said in a deep voice, "With Uncle Wang and Ruilin here, my sister will not suffer." And there are also sons and seven younger brothers, how can no one bully my sister. ”

Han Gang couldn't help but smile. Why is it said that having more sons is a blessing? The daughters who marry are not worried about being deceived.

"That's fine...... Have a seat. Letting his son sit down, Han Gang pondered for a moment and asked, "If you are married, you can be considered an adult." I wonder what you think about the future, big brother? ”

"My son wants to go back to school. Take the test and come out. After Han Cheng finished speaking, he looked at his father, holding his hands, and nervousness came out of his eyes.

He knew that his parents had considered letting him turn into a martial artist and take the route of a general's family, but Da Song Guiwen was a martial artist, and if it was possible, he still wanted to take the Jinshi exam.

Han Gang's eyes were deep, "When you were born, your father told your mother that you had to bury a few jars of wine in the ground, and after you were in high school, you took it out to feast on your relatives and friends, and buried it at that time." It was buried in the back garden of Longxi's hometown, and it should still be there now. ”

Han Cheng bit his lower lip, almost biting blood: "My son is reckless, and I disappointed the adults." The voice was almost too low to be heard, but he quickly raised his head again and met Han Gang's eyes, "But after many years of studying, my son always wants to give it a try!" Whether it succeeds or not, if you don't try, your son will always be unwilling. ”

Han Cheng has just had the qualifications to show talent - now that the system is in its infancy, this show is just an empty name, and according to Han Gang's customized standards, it will not be rare in the future. If you really want to be admitted to the Jinshi, you won't take it too seriously.

Wait for Ke Han Cheng to participate in the examination again, and the title of lifting person should also be able to be smoothly obtained. It's not that Han Cheng's talent is very high, the children of official eunuchs and officials participate in the examination, and the qualification for tribute has always been very light. Don't try it, lock the hall test, they are all shortcuts for the children of official eunuchs.

When ordinary scholars in Fujian have to compete with 100 or 200 people for the qualification to go to Beijing, the children of officials and eunuchs who take the other first examination only need to compete with four or five people, and the officials who take the entrance examination have an extremely high admission rate of one out of three.

Han Cheng has an official body and has no send, so he has to go to the other test. With Han Gang's status, as long as Han Cheng goes to the exam, the exam papers can still be seen, and his name is naturally indispensable in the list of winners.

It's just that like Xiucai, Juren is just an empty name at the moment. Since after passing the exam, if you want to go to Beijing to take the Ministry of Rites exam, you must take the exam again, and the qualifications for lifting people are actually left with some inconsequential treatment.

When it came to the Ministry of Rites exam, all the candidates basically stood on the same starting line. Competing with thousands of heroes in the world, Han Gang is the least favoritism, Han Cheng wants a Jinshi background, even if he wants to see it himself, he also knows that there is little hope.