A new day, another mood.

A shallow ray of sunlight shone in through the broken window, Ning Zhiyuan felt very relieved, and grinned, at least, he was still alive, wasn't he? Although it's a bit inexplicable to live, life still has to be lived.

After combing through the memories of the night, he already had an idea in his heart.

Ning Zhiyuan cooked gruel after getting up, told Xing Yuanyuan not to go out casually, and then walked out of the house by himself.

It can be seen everywhere, Jinling City at the end of the Ming Dynasty is still very prosperous, although there are many refugees pouring in, but a few soup kitchens set up by the imperial court can ensure that they do not starve to death, but it is impossible to eat enough, after all, it was once Kyoto, and now Zhili.

Ning Zhiyuan didn't think about relying on relief to support himself and Xing Yuan's little girl, and he couldn't support it.

He followed his memory to the Township School, ready to start the morning.

Township school is equivalent to a junior school, you can study here and then be recommended by the teacher to take the township examination, and more importantly, there is no money here, so this is the best place for poor scholars.

The old man who teaches is called Du Cheng, but he doesn't seem to be too old, he is a student, he has not been admitted to the Jinshi exam for many years, and he is not a figure in Nanjing, it is said that he will be sent to a small place next year to be the magistrate, and he is tilting his head in front of him and shaking his head to read the university, and the students below are also shaking their heads and listening, this is a very amazing thing, Ning Zhiyuan thought.

In his previous life, as a teacher, he felt very novel at this time, and he looked at the old man from time to time, which seemed to be a very pedantic teaching.

After class, Du Cheng slowly walked out of this township school, and Ning Zhiyuan followed out quickly, "Teacher Du stays." Ning Zhiyuan shouted.

Du Cheng heard the shouting, and stopped with some confusion, looking at this very ordinary student in the township school, not knowing what was going on.

"Teacher," Ning Zhiyuan bowed and said, "The student wants to take the township exam in a month's time, and I hope the teacher will help me." ”

He thought about it for a night yesterday, and then he thought that he only had the road to take the imperial examination now, and he would be able to study for a month if he obtained the title of a person in the township examination, and he would not worry about his livelihood, after all, he had no long-term things now, and it was difficult to move an inch.

Although he may not necessarily be an official for this Ming Dynasty that is about to come to an end.

"Then you know, I only have three nominations every three years?" Du Cheng glanced at Ning Zhiyuan slightly and asked, he probably knew that this student, whose parents were both dead, still wanted to study without three meals, maybe it was very rare, but it didn't mean that he would give away this even rarer place.

"Students know." Ning Zhiyuan nodded helplessly. The township test must be recommended by the students, and he Ning Zhiyuan doesn't know other students, so he can only come to Du Cheng.

"Then how can you get this nomination place, is your knowledge second to none in the township school?" Du Cheng opened his mouth and asked, he wanted to break this student's incredible idea, after all, Ning Zhiyuan was still very young, and it was a little impractical to take the exam, and he had never been so young.

"Yes,"

"Then you are still" Du Cheng blurted out, and then found that something was wrong, and changed his face a little strangely, "Oh? Where does your faith come from? Where did the learning come from? ”

This is a serious old pedant, maybe pedantic, but always fair, if Ning Zhiyuan doesn't show some real talent, I'm afraid it will be difficult to impress him.

"The world is full of knowledge, and the practice of human feelings is the article." Ning Zhiyuan thought for a few breaths, "Learning is in your heart, please trust the students." ”

Cao Xueqin's couplet, it should be okay, if it doesn't work, make another poem by himself, Ning Zhiyuan thought to himself, anyway, he must persuade this old pedant.

"'The insight of the world is all knowledge, and the practice of human feelings is the article'." Du Cheng repeated, a look of surprise gradually appeared on his face, "Good poems, good sentences." Did you do this? ”

"It's the students."

"Okay, okay." Du Cheng laughed, "Just with these few lines of your poems, it shows that you do have literary talents, but do you know that the test is eight shares." ”

"Just because the poem is well written doesn't mean the article is well written."

Of course Ning Zhiyuan knows, the Ming Dynasty Eight Shares of Scholars, hearing Du Cheng say this, he couldn't help but feel a little bad, Du Cheng still refused to agree? The registration for the township examination is imminent, and he can't write any good articles for a while, but if he gives himself a month, he will be confident that he can write it.

It takes time to integrate the Four Books and the Five Classics, which are skillfully reverberating in the body's previous memories, and his own novel views of the present day.

"I can write good articles." Ning Zhiyuan looked at Du Cheng and said, with pleading in his eyes.

Du Cheng felt a little strange, listening to the bold words of this inconspicuous young man in the township school, he was willing to believe it in his heart, and thought that he was about to be decentralized, and this time he was not optimistic about the three candidates he liked, and one of them was a good number, so it would be good to replace him.

Looking at Ning Zhiyuan with blazing eyes again, Du Cheng nodded unconsciously.

Ning Zhiyuan finally smiled and said, "Then thank you teacher." ”

Du Cheng smiled, waved his hand and did not speak, hoping that his feeling was right.

A matter was solved, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and he had a good feeling and gratitude for this old pedant.

In the afternoon, the village school will not be held, and he does not plan to go to the class. Ning Zhiyuan returned home, and found that his previously messy room had become tidy, Xing Yuanyuan sat on the bed and shook his feet a little bored, and when he saw Ning Zhiyuan coming back, he jumped down happily and threw himself into his arms.

Ning Zhiyuan felt very warm, but lunch made him not very happy, gruel, gruel, all evil gruel, he thought viciously.

"Yuanyuan, I'm going to take the township exam next month, and when I get in, we can live a good life." Ning Zhiyuan smiled and said out loud, in fact, even if he was admitted, it might not be very good, but he wanted to say so.

Xing Yuanyuan nodded happily, she didn't know what was going on with the imperial examination, and she was very satisfied with her current life, but if her brother was happy, she would be happy.

Ning Zhiyuan looked at Xing Yuanyuan with a light smile on his face, she is so beautiful, not so cute, can you protect her in the future?

A fifteen-year-old child, in ancient times, was already a mature child, and in another year he would reach the age of marrying a wife, and Ning Zhiyuan, an alternative, was obviously a very mature child.

He wanted to sell the three acres of land left by his family in the afternoon, before this body was full of feudal thoughts, what ancestral property could not be moved, farming was inferior, relying on the low rent of these acres of land to live, and now he doesn't care, buying and selling, what can't be sold?

arrived at the door of a huge mansion, this is the residence of Zhang Zhong, the largest businessman Ning Zhiyuan has ever known, although the status of a businessman is very low, but if he has money, he is hard, and his three acres of land are rented to him.

After the report, Ning Zhiyuan saw this middle-aged man who was a little chubby, Zhang Zhong glanced at him a little impatiently, and said, "What's the matter, didn't this month's rent be given to you?" ”

If it weren't for Ning Zhiyuan, who was half a scholar, Zhang Zhong would really not have seen such a poor person.

"I want to sell the land that I rented to the outside of the staff." Ning Zhiyuan said straight to the point, he didn't care about Zhang Zhong's attitude, and it came down to the fact that he couldn't care either.

"Sold?" Zhang Zhong frowned, "Got it figured?" This is an ancestral property. "Selling ancestral property, if you don't survive, no one will do it, but this poor and sour talent in front of you doesn't seem to have reached that point, right?

"Yes." Ning Zhiyuan was very determined.

"That's five taels of silver per acre. A total of fifteen taels. Zhang Zhong didn't say much, and the price given by those who made the decision directly was fair, after all, he didn't care about just a few taels of silver.

"Thank you for that." Ning Zhiyuan showed a light smile, and his tone was a little friendly, it seems that not all businessmen are bad guys. He thought to himself.

Zhang Zhong was surprised by Ning Zhiyuan's title, although he was rich, those so-called scholars always looked down on him, even the singers on the Qinhuai River and some poor scholars were the same, but Zhang Zhong felt that there was a sincerity in Ning Zhiyuan's tone, which made him very comfortable.

Out of the door of Zhang's mansion, fifteen taels of silver arrived, Ning Zhiyuan was very excited, this is undoubtedly a huge amount of money for him now, although it may not be possible to pay for a meal by the Qinhuai River in the eyes of others.

After buying a lot of things on the street, and it only cost less than a tael of silver, Ning Zhiyuan began to rush home, he felt that he was in a hurry, and he couldn't let go of his heart Xing Yuanyuan was home alone.

"Yuanyuan, I'm back." Ning Zhiyuan shouted as soon as he entered the courtyard. The house is in a middle of nowhere, but not very far from the city.

Xing Yuanyuan danced in the courtyard, Ning Zhiyuan had always thought in his previous life that it was an exaggeration to say that ancient people were fascinated by singers, but now he felt that he was very wrong.

Half-grown children are so charming, what will become of them when they are older?

"Brother Ziyu, you're back." Xing Yuanyuan's surprised voice.

"Yes, Yuanyuan, I'll buy you something delicious." Ning Zhiyuan came back to his senses and said with a smile.

Putting things in the house with a flushed face, Ning Zhiyuan felt that he was very tired, he desperately hoped that he was a martial arts master who fought against ten thousand, but he knew that this was a dream, but he really had to exercise in the future.

Xing Yuanyuan followed into the house, and when she saw the grain and pork that Ning Zhiyuan bought, she was not happy, she suddenly felt a little panicked, a little uneasy, although Brother Ziyu said that he would not leave himself behind, but he was still afraid that this was the last meal that he and his brother would eat.

Seeing that the girl's face was a little wrong, Ning Zhiyuan, who was out of breath, asked with concern, "What's wrong, Yuanyuan." What answered him was Xing Yuanyuan's big watery and puzzled eyes, Ning Zhiyuan suddenly understood, took the girl into his arms, and said solemnly, "I said I wouldn't leave you unless I died." ”

Ning Zhiyuan had said this many times, but every time he felt a little more determined in his heart, and Xing Yuanyuan felt more relieved every time he heard it.

"Yuanyuan, I also bought you two clothes, you see." The clothes are not very good or bad, they are ordinary cotton clothes, which should have been tailor-made by Xing Yuan in the store by himself, but Ning Zhiyuan didn't want to, there was no reason, he just didn't want to.

He thought that in the 21st century before him, it was called willfulness, well, that is, willfulness.

Xing Yuanyuan quickly changed her clothes, giving Ning Zhiyuan the feeling that she was a lot more beautiful, although she was already very beautiful.

The girl herself was immersed in extreme happiness, and she suddenly felt that her brother Ziyu was still wearing the worst linen, and tears flowed down unconsciously.

She felt like she hadn't cried so happily in a long time.