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Fan's wife watched her husband take the small record of Fan Jin's hand in his hand and looked at it non-stop, and asked curiously: "You old thing only knows three or five words, and you are still pretending to be a reader?" If you look at something that your grandson doesn't even look at, you can still see what tricks you can see when you hold it in your hand for a long time? This Fan Jin's courage is also a little bigger, on the land of our Dafan Village, reprimanding our own descendants, Zhiwen was angry with him. I don't see you as a patriarch in his eyes at all, and I have to give him some color tomorrow, otherwise he will think that there is no one in our Dafanzhuang, and they will not ride on the head of our Dafanzhuang in the future! ”

Fan Changwang ignored his old wife, looked at it for a long time, and then put Xiaolu on the table attentively. The social customs of the Ming Dynasty at this time were particularly cherished for the word paper, and it was believed that the indiscriminate discarding and trampling of the word paper would offend Emperor Wenchang and affect his future. No matter how dissatisfied Fan Jin was with the transcript, no one dared to tear it apart.

Fan Zhiwen, the grandson of Fan's family, stood opposite his grandfather dejectedly, as the grandson of Fan's family, he passed the county test again, and he was very favored at home. But today, after grandpa watched Xiaolu, he scolded him a few times, and his attitude was rarely severe, which made him a little embarrassed when he had already started a family. But the family rules are strict, and the elders reprimand the juniors regardless of whether they are right or wrong, the juniors must bear it, and he has nothing to say.

He didn't think that this attitude had anything to do with this little record, after all, grandpa didn't know how to read, how could he understand it. I only blame myself for not doing well enough, if I can win the show, then no matter what I do, I will not be scolded. But seeing that his grandfather cherished this piece of paper so much, he was still a little puzzled, he couldn't see anything as a scholar, and what could grandpa see?

Fan Changwang looked at his grandson, "You must have read this article left by Fan Jin, what do you want to say?" ”

"Back to the eldest father's words, the grandson has nothing to say. The article is really well done, no wonder it can be tested. After reading it, my grandson benefited a lot, and when I came to the scene to write, I was a little more sure. But no matter how good this article is, it has nothing to do with Uncle Nine, at most he just transcribes it once, and he may not be able to comprehend much of the essence of it. According to his grandson, Uncle Nine was originally still a generous man, but his temperament has changed greatly in the past two years, and he is quite eager for quick success, and his sharp teeth and mouth are not right. Forgive the grandson for making a small mistake, if Uncle Nine can't cultivate his mind, I'm afraid it will be difficult to achieve anything. ”

Fan Changwang's wife felt sorry for her grandson, and also helped: "I think what my grandson said is right, Fan Jin just came to bully us because of a cheap girl who killed pigs." Don't be sad, grandson, hurry up with a grandmother to borrow a few money for you to find a way to do business, and buy a few copies of this book, as long as you win the fame in this subject, what is this debt. ”

Fan Changwang snorted:

"Let's save this money to build the ancestral hall. Zhiwen, grandpa has always thought that you are smart, study hard, and are the hope of our village and our family, but now it seems that I was wrong. You've been watching it for a long time, and that's all you can see? Fan Jin is right, our Da Fan Zhuang juniors, even if they succeed in studying, what is the use? Reading is a means, but not an end, but it is a pity that our Dafanzhuang spends a lot of money to support scholars, and it is not as thorough as the people of Xiaofanzhuang. When you are Fan Jin, this text is really written for you to see? He clearly wrote it to me. ”

"Old thing, you don't understand the article, what are you writing to see?"

"Old woman, what insight do you have as a woman? Although I don't know the quality of the article, but I wait for the handwriting to be good, you see, this clean and beautiful handwriting, who wrote the Zhiwen? Although the old man has not taken the imperial examination, he has been the first leader for so many years, and he has heard a little about the rules of the examination room. Kao Xiucai not only reads articles, but also looks at ink scroll kung fu, Zhiwen, you are nearly twice as old as Fan Jin, but when it comes to writing, I am afraid that you will be inferior to him. When it comes to scheming, it's a day and a place, and when you reach the age of your grandfather, can you fight Fan Jin? ”

Fan Zhiwen's face was red, he had put some hard work into calligraphy, but compared with Fan Jin's small stroke, it was really a day and a place. Half ashamed and half unwilling, Fan Zhiwen's face turned red, his head slowly lowered, no one spoke in the room, and there were bursts of crying outside the door, and they floated in with the wind.

Fan Changwang's cigarette pouch pointed out the window, "We don't mention making a fuss, we don't mention being a person." The little seventh sister-in-law has committed madness again tonight, and she came to our door to cry, you may have sent this woman away? ”

Fan Zhiwen's face turned red, "Father, my grandson is incompetent...... Grandma Seven is a woman, and her grandson is a man......"

Fan's wife also said: "Our grandson is a scholar, how did he deal with a crazy woman." The shrew was notoriously difficult, and she went to the county for the ten acres of land left by her dead ghost man. If you lose the lawsuit, you will come to the door to die or live, in my opinion, let the eldest daughter-in-law go out and beat her away, isn't it bad for the grandson to come forward to destroy the dignity of a scholar? ”

Fan Changwang shook his head, "A woman's opinion." What is the reason for me to study at Zhiwen? It's not for the sake of having a scholar at home, so that he can support the portal and not be bullied by outsiders. Buy more properties for our family, so that everyone can live a good life? With his scumbag, even if he wins the show, can his family collect a few more fields? If you win the lift, you can make our family's silver more than the emperor? If Fan Jin is here today, he will be able to send this little seventh sister-in-law! ”

He looked at his grandson, who was self-conscious, waved his hand and said, "You go down to give birth to Wenshu, what kind of Xiaolu, I will find a way to scrape together the money to buy a copy for you." If your ancestors bless you to gain fame, your grandfather will also provide you with a chance to go to school. If you still fail the test...... Just go to find a library to teach, people who have already started a family can't study all their lives, it's time to do something serious. ”

Fan Zhiwen is also quite familiar with Grandma Xiaoqi, listening carefully, her crying today is worse than in the past, and she can't help but point out the window, "Father, do you want your grandson to go over there......"

"What can you do? Let her go, I am also the patriarch of this village, she is a widow with no sons, what kind of storm can she make? No matter how much trouble she makes, I'm not afraid of her. ”

Dark clouds obscured the moon, and the heavens and the earth were dark, and there was no light in sight. The icy rain, through the thatched gaps, fell into the wooden basin Ding Dong made a sound, Fan Jin leaned against the wall with his knees hugged, and fell asleep. I couldn't help but wonder in my heart, did Lu Fangweng, who fell asleep in the Iron Horse Binghe that day, also be disturbed by the rain and couldn't sleep, so he had the idea of killing thousands of troops and horses?

In the evening, due to the pig's large intestine to eat, Fan Jin had a rare full, and Fan's mother and Sister Hu only ate porridge and refused to grab the large intestine with him. The two of them together did not eat as much as he alone, but they both smiled exceptionally sweetly. Even if he wants his mother to be able to eat meat openly, he has to find a way.

What he said in the school room today, as well as the ink scroll he left behind, are his own medicine, if Fan Changwang is not too stupid, he should be able to understand what he means. Fan Jiazhuang wants to train readers, and he is the most suitable candidate. Of course, Fan Changwang will have a preference for his grandson, but as long as his brain is not completely broken, he should know who can really safeguard the interests of the clan between Fan Zhiwen and himself and not be bullied by outsiders.

If he figured it out, he would let him repair his family's house tomorrow ...... first, and the matter of the ancestral ancestral hall would be more important than himself. If he can't figure it out...... Then don't blame yourself for not taking care of him in the future.

Fan Jinzhong in the dream returned to the stage he was familiar with in his previous life, and he sang exactly what Fan Jinzhong was doing, and as the performance progressed, bursts of applause from the audience rang out, and he sang even more energetically: "I don't know Ding Zhuanghan, dare to say that the master is crazy......"