That night, the light in the study room of the couple's courtyard was on for a long time.

The idiot yawned, and when he came out of the study, his heart was already much more steady. Now it's too far to talk about the township test and the general test, so we must first look at the boy test.

There are three tests for children, eight shares, poetry, and strategy.

The strategy is just a literary version of an argumentative essay, which is not difficult for Taoist idiots who have passed the examination-oriented education of later generations; Eight strands are customized, practice makes perfect; The only thing that needs to be completely subjective is poetry.

Everyone has the heart to be cunning, even if they are Taoist idiots, they also remember a few well-known poems by Taizu and the general, as well as the poems in "Dream of Red Mansions", but where will there be such a good thing, and the titles of the poems will be these?

But as long as the poetry is regarded as an eight-strand, there is no way to take advantage of it. Spelling and cutting, not to mention the connotation, the flat rhythm makes people not find mistakes, and it is not a difficult thing.

As for Wang Sanlang's apprenticeship, the Taoist idiot rubbed his temples.

Wang Sanlang couldn't see Li Yushi's danger, but Wang Qinghong could see it. But the world pays attention to respecting teachers, Wang Sanlang has been marked as a disciple of Li Men, how easy is it to eliminate it?

If you have no name in the countryside, as long as you go to officialdom, you will always be turned out. If you want to dilute the mark of Li Men's disciples, there is only one way, that is, to worship another teacher, and the other party's reputation is not weaker than Li Yushi. But in Shilin, it is easy to be criticized for betraying the teacher.

If you want to be perfect, I'm afraid you can't, you have to give up something in order to eliminate the unknown evil. The reason why Wang Qinghong did not deal with this matter for his son was mostly because of luck. After all, Li Yushi was a member of the imperial court before Zhishi, and he couldn't be easily offended; No matter how King Ning tries to win him over, when Li Yushi returns to his hometown after three years of filial piety, there may be nothing to do.

The west wing opposite the study is always lit.

Hearing movement in the study, someone came out of the west wing, it was bluegrass.

Dao idiot paused and said, "The study will be cleaned up tomorrow, have you prepared water?" ”

"I'm ready." Lancao responded softly, but her footsteps did not stop, and she took two quick steps to open the curtain of the main room.

After a day of tossing and turning, he was also a little tired, so he washed up and fell asleep grogily.

Before going to bed, he remembered how he had gone down the mountain every morning to carry water in the past few years. After returning to Wang's house for two days, he did not carry water.

It's not that he can't be diligent and idle, but he thinks that the lessons passed down by the Shaolin Temple the year before last are still beneficial. Combined with the inner breathing method, it is indeed a good way to temper the body.

Since I came to this world, I have never been sick, and it is because of this.

But it is too strange to carry water in the Wang family, and the Taoist idiot has no intention of being watched. Forget it, I still look for an opportunity to buy two stone locks on the street, and I also exercise, but it is not so conspicuous.

Before I knew it, my eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and I had a good night's sleep.

When the idiot opened his eyes, it was already early the next morning.

A few maids have already risen, and Lancao has entered the house to serve the Taoist idiot to freshen up.

It's a service, but it's just a water, a towel or something. After all, the idiot's hair hasn't grown out yet, and he is used to dressing himself.

It's rare that Lancao is interesting, and there is no long-winded words such as "how can the young master do it himself, waiting for the slave to serve".

Qing Qiao took Xiao Sui to the kitchen to get the idiot's breakfast, today he began to enter the sect with Wang Sanlang, and he had to go out before seven o'clock in the morning.

When the Taoist idiot finished grooming, Qing Qiao came back in a hurry, but his hands were empty and his expression was uneasy.

"Fourth young master, the old lady is sick, and the old lady has already sent someone to ask for a doctor...... The young lady and the third young master have already gone to the old lady's courtyard......" Qingqiao didn't wait for the idiot to ask, and gasped.

When the Taoist idiot heard this, he couldn't help frowning.

He came back for three days and stayed at Wang's house for three nights, only when he first entered the door, he saw Wang Cui's. It was the reception banquet on the first night, and the old lady did not come forward under the excuse of being tired.

Is this sick to be sick?

Is it sick or sideways? The old man's attitude towards himself really didn't look like his attitude towards his grandson, and his eyes were full of scrutiny and doubt.

Thinking of this, the idiot shook his head again, maybe he was thinking too much. The old man is getting old, and he was tired from the journey a while ago, and he has not been relieved of his spirit.

In any case, as a grandson himself, if he gets the news, he should still ask An to explore the disease.

When he arrived at the old lady's courtyard, he noticed that the atmosphere was solemn.

There were a few maids standing under the corridor, all of them standing intently, and two of them looked good-looking, it was the maids beside San Lang and Rong Niang.

Seeing the idiot, several maids looked a little strange, and no one opened their mouths to pass on the idiot.

At this moment, I heard a muffled cry from the house.

In the summer, the windows of the house were open, and the five senses of the idiot were more sensitive than ordinary people, so they heard it really well: "You are not afraid of death, but you also have to think about San Lang and Goro...... Since he was reluctant to send him away, he asked the old woman to take her two grandchildren out......"

The words were intermittent and weeping.

The idiot only felt a chill in his back, he knew that this cheap grandmother didn't treat him very well, and he thought that the old man couldn't wipe his face.

I heard that it was this old lady who left her in Anlu in the first place. At that time, perhaps in order to protect his son's reputation, the province was dragged down by his stupid grandson and laughed at the officialdom, so he made such a decision; Now that the Taoist idiot is not stupid or stupid, the "hard work" of the old man has become a joke, but he has to sit in front of the juniors in the name of "unkindness".

I thought that the old man was awkward, and he couldn't see him come forward, so he didn't go this way.

I didn't expect to come back, but it became the old lady's heart disease, and it was actually a posture of "swearing not to wear the sky".

"Old lady, Shiro has lived in the mountain temple for many years before he brought it home, and the family tree has not yet been uploaded, how can my son ask him to move out? What will the people think of their sons? If you don't like it, how about moving him to the front yard and not letting him into the inner house? Wang Qinghong pleaded.

"Woo...... Is the old woman for herself? I'm seventy years old, how many more years can I say? I am reluctant to give up my eldest grandson and youngest grandson...... The eight-character pure yang is the number of lives that the six relatives do not rely on and live a short life, so you just think about what others think, and don't think about the children? The old lady said with a cry: "It's not that I don't ask you to raise it, it's just far away, don't disturb the peace at home." He has only been back for three days, and San Lang has seen blood, and the old woman has also committed an old disease, do you have to wait for us to have a case before you can make an idea? ”

The Taoist idiot in the courtyard is no longer cold-hearted, but disgust and anger welling up in his heart.

He didn't bother to listen anymore, and turned around and walked out of the old lady's yard.

Not to mention that the old monk is still alive, he is not helpless in this world; Even if the old monk had a case, he was confident that he would leave this home, and he would not starve to death.

Even if you ask for something, you don't have to rely on it.

In the past two days, I have been a little ridiculous, because of Wang Sanlang's bad person, I naturally accepted the identity of "Wang Shilang".

In fact, it was Wang Sanlang, when he was blindly good to him, didn't he also observe him carefully? For fear that he would have any grievances and dissatisfaction with this family and cause turmoil in the family, those overtures did not mean to appease.

is Wang Rongniang, who is also using silver money to "lure" herself, an outsider, so that she can ask for something in her heart, and be a good son and brother honestly.

By the time he returned to the hospital, the idiot's mind had calmed down.

Lancao and Qingqiao both cleaned up in the bedroom, the bedding had been cleaned up, and the rest was just an errand of wiping.

Seeing that the idiot turned around so quickly, the two maids glanced at each other, but they were not verbose.

This time, I heard Xiao Sui's voice from the gate of the courtyard: "Sister Qingqiao, Sister Lancao, come and help me......"

Through the screen window, I saw Xiao Sui holding a big food box and standing at the gate of the courtyard.

Qing Qiao immediately blushed, and whispered: "Forget this stubble......" Without finishing speaking, he picked up the curtain and went out.

Lan Cao hesitated for a moment and said, "Fourth Young Master, is this going to set up a meal?" ”

The idiot nodded and said, "Hmm." ”

This morning's breakfast is similar to yesterday's, one porridge, two plates of rice cakes, two meats, two vegetarian dishes.

The Taoist idiot ate two vegetarian dishes and ate the porridge and rice cakes cleanly. When he put down his chopsticks, he showed a little self-deprecation on his face, it seems that there are really not many things in this world that can affect his appetite.

After eating, the Taoist idiot instructed Lancao to find out his monk's clothes and old shoes and socks when he entered the mansion and put them on again.

Although it was still a half-new gray monk's robe, it smelled of soaphorn, and the shoes were so clean that there was no trace of dust, and it was obvious that the clothes and shoes had been washed before putting them away.

Dao idiot looked at Lancao, took out a handful of broken silver from his waist, handed it to Lancao and said: "Then, the reward I gave is not a ...... for serving me in vain" The latter sentence is unhearable.

Lan Cao only heard the first sentence clearly, hesitated for a moment, took it with both hands, and said, "The servants have thanked the fourth young master for the reward." ”

The Taoist idiot took out a silver ingot weighing five taels from his waist, handed it to Lancao and said, "I have something to do, I want to go out of the city." If I come back before supper; If you can't come back in time, you can take this piece of silver to see the master, and you don't need to say anything about it, just say that I kept it, and the master knows it. ”

Lan Cao took it in a daze, looking at this silver ingot, I really didn't understand, what kind of token can this silver be?

After the idiot finished his instructions, he went out of the upper room, and when he passed by the study, his footsteps paused.

If you say what is the biggest harvest in the three days of returning to Wang's house, it is those two boxes of books. Dao idiot believes that as long as he eats these two boxes of books, next year's children's test will be about the same.

But I am not rare with the so-called family, these two boxes of books, I can't bear to give them up, otherwise I don't feel comfortable.

If you don't have this note, you shouldn't be able to take the test?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but smile a little bit on his face, there is also an erudite old monk on the West Mountain, and he is afraid that he will not be able to ...... without advice;