Chapter 0165 - Even if you die, you will be coquettish
Due to a hangover, Shen Kan drank strong bitter tea early in the morning, and watched the tenants in the township deliver new wheat to his home at the gate. At the entrance of the village, Qian Wanli was dressed in a new silk gown, riding a donkey, followed by a small guy, and came slowly.
Shen Kan put down the teacup, greeted him with a smile, and saw Qian Wanli with a yellow burden under his arm, and said with a smile: "Uncle Qian is good!" You run to the countryside, hard work. ”
"It's okay, it's okay." Qian Wanli also gave his hand, "Congratulations! Congratulations! Let's go to the house and talk. ”
Because he had time to prepare a red envelope in the future, and it was difficult to make a noise, Shen Kan invited him to go to the account room to talk. Yan Xiangcheng kept accounts in the room and stood up.
After seeing each other, Qian Wanli sat down and said with a smile: "Today, Qian Mou came to give the gift department clerk." Well, what I said back then was right?"
"Thank you so much for that." Shen Kan said.
Qian Wanli laughed and said, "The paperwork is here, please ask Master Shen to come out, and give him a good message to the old man."
Steward Shen, who had just heard the news, said when he saw this: "It's unfortunate! The fourth master went out to pay homage. If you sit down for a while, I'll call someone to urge you. ”
"Then forget it, I have a lot of things in the yamen, just say a few words and leave." Qian Wanli waved his hand, and then explained while untying the burden, "The paperwork arrived in the middle of the night yesterday, and I was afraid that they would send it to ask for money, no more or less, so I secretly hid it in a drawer. ”
After speaking, he respectfully placed the paperwork on the table. Steward Shen glanced at Shen Kan and said with a smile: "A cup of tea from the big guy in the yamen will be delivered another day."
"Yes." Shen Kan nodded.
"It's okay, it's okay." Qian Wanli was suddenly a little embarrassed, "But I have a small matter here, today at noon, there was a funeral of ten taels of silver, and at this time, I have to go elsewhere to find a way." ”
Shen Kan smiled and said, "Why bother to find other people's ideas, Yan Xianggong, do you have any cash at home?"
It's only ten taels of silver, and Yan Xianggong immediately said, "Yes, yes." He got up and went inside, took out a piece of silver, and asked, "Is it enough?"
"Enough is enough." Qian Wanli smiled and arched his hand, "That family has helped my family before, so they follow ten taels." I'll pay back this one day. ”
Steward Shen smiled: "No need, this is a little bit of our heart."
"Gotta pay it back, gotta pay it back." Qian Wanli asked the servant to collect the money and got up to say goodbye.
Shen Kan sent him outside the gate, Qian Wanli got on the donkey, and laughed: "The fifth young master has become a great master on a different day, and he must come to draw a lot of money in the future, and he will not recognize our poor friend when the time comes!"
Shen Kan laughed and said, "How can this be true! Go for it. ”
Steward Shen was busy checking the wheat delivered, and asked the tenants to go to the account room one by one, and Yan Xianggong paid the accounts, and after the incident, he had to send the tenants to eat a full meal.
So Shen Kan took the paperwork, walked to the study, and handed it to Shen Jiaji, who had just gotten up.
"I'm old, and I'm useless."
Shen Jiaji, who was rubbing his temples, couldn't help but sigh, he was also drunk, his nephew was young, and he was fine when he slept as if he was fine, and his head was still very dizzy at this time.
I looked at the cover, and the vermilion mark was the year, month and day, and it was written that it was dedicated to the Ministry of Rites. There is also a small red sign, a line of small characters: Wu County Baoju Virtuous Fangzheng Bagongsheng Shen Jiaji.
Shen Jiaji didn't open it either, and ordered: "You still send it to the account room, hand it over to Yan Xianggong, and lock it in a box."
Shen Kan said: "Is that about to leave?"
"Alas! Pretty much. Shen Jiaji sighed lightly, "Fortunately, there is no time limit, wait for me and a few others to discuss together." I didn't expect to enter Beijing again after nearly 20 years of absence. ”
"With the talent of the fourth uncle, he should have gone a long time ago." Shen Kan said with a smile, picked up the paperwork and was about to go to the account room.
"Wait." Shen Jiaji remembered, "I was drunk last night and yelled at you to watch the house, right?" At that time, I forgot, will you follow me into Beijing this time? It's a good family reunion. ”
Shen Kan smiled bitterly: "In the next year's exam, I will go back and forth for at least half a year, in case I don't adapt to the soil and water?" Besides, I don't have the identity of a showman, and it's not filial piety to go, I'm still studying hard here, and I'll go to the capital again when I get the exam. ”
Shen Jiaji smiled: "I think so too. As for the family, you can concentrate on your studies and leave it alone. Anyway, there are still your uncles. ”
"I see." Shen Kan saw that the fourth uncle had no other explanation, so he turned around and went out.
Shen Jiaji sighed: "If you don't take Xiao Wu to see the third brother and sister-in-law, I can't help it."
In the afternoon, Shen Kan was instructed to write four invitations, sent people to the homes of the people who were promoted, and agreed to come to Shen's house tomorrow to discuss the itinerary, and Shen Kan returned to the county seat that night.
In the small garden, as soon as Shen Kan came back, he asked Shen Dazhu: "Has Wang Qiu been here?"
The academy forbade taking maids, and Shen Dazhu took care of him alone for most of the past half a year, Shen Dazhu said: "I didn't come, I heard that I went home."
"That's good." Shen Kan walked into the study and began to review his homework.
Wang Qiu did take leave to go home, he had a brother, married a wife Liu in his early years, and soon died of illness, leaving some meager property, and a child, Liu was widowed for eight years.
At that time, Wang Qiu was only twelve years old, and lived across a wall from his widowed sister-in-law, and when he was fifteen or sixteen years old, one was impulsive in adolescence, and the other was unbearable to live as a widow.
Now that Wang Qiu is twenty years old, he never mentions marrying a wife, and his sister-in-law Liu naturally chooses to forget. After a long time, the two of them became more and more bold, and one day they hugged each other in the yard and were looked at by individual neighbors.
It just so happened that a neighbor was a scholar, and he made a special poem to satirize him: "The old man has a good reputation, and the daughter-in-law of the descendants is determined to abide by the festival.
What a reputation festival! Just hugged my uncle all night. Don't be disdainful, the archway of the slave family is not built, and if you have a man, you will die coquettish!"
No, Wang Qiu slept in the academy for a few nights, couldn't bear it, and asked for leave to go home, not wanting Liu's mother, Granny Liu, to be recuperating next door.
Liu's family background is average, her father is a pig killer, her mother Granny Liu gave birth to her in her thirties, and it happened that there was an official eunuch family who invited a nurse, and Granny Liu went.
Later, the girl got married, her husband died, and Granny Liu's grandmother was reluctant to let her go, so she has been living there all these years.
The day before yesterday, when Liu heard that her mother was sick, she hurried over to visit, and saw Granny Liu's head covered with a white cloth, sitting there wiping her tears, she hurriedly asked, "Mother, what's wrong with you?" Why are you crying? ”
Granny Liu cried to her daughter: "It's not that I'm depressed, I'm having a hard time." After saying that, he cried again.
Liu Shi comforted again and again and asked, "Mother, what are you angry about?" Tell me about it. ”
"Okay." Granny Liu wiped her eyes with a hand towel and told her to close the door. (To be continued.) )