Several women were around the fire, chatting about their daily routines.

The status of concubines in the Song Dynasty was very low, and they could even be easily transferred, given away, and bought and sold. Including the right of children, if the main mother has no children, the children of the concubine are brought over for adoption, and the concubine cannot recognize each other. But there are exceptions, if the main mother is generous, and the concubine is self-aware, the family can also be happy.

This is the current situation of the Zheng family, the eldest lady's family is a big landlord outside Zhengzhou, and her ancestors have also been the governor of the Taizu period, and the people are good, but none of the concubines dare to move. However, the eldest mother had a good heart, her husband died, and she was usually commensurate with sisters, and she also let several of her husband's concubines stay. Anyway, the family background is okay, and I don't care about raising a few more people.

Liuniang and Qiniang came from the land of fireworks, and they were also in their early thirties, and their hearts faded, and the eldest mother had such an attitude, so she stayed in the Zheng family with peace of mind. But the future of the Zheng family is Zheng Lang's, and one by one they think of ways to spoil Zheng Lang.

Love is there, love is Xun, everyone gives Zheng Lang a pound of wine every day, after Zheng's father died, Zheng Lang was fainted by Ai Xun for two years.

Seven women surrounded two small enclosures, and the four mothers and five mothers were listening to the eldest mother say that Huiyuan Temple outside Zhengzhou City, several high-ranking monks' elegant anecdotes. Sanniang, Liuniang and Qiniang listened to Erniang's experience of embroidering red.

Liu Er and Si'er ran in in a panic and said, "Report to a few big ladies, Da Lang, he wants to be a monk." ”

The women stood up together and hurriedly rushed to Zheng Lang's room, and at this moment, the eldest mother and the fifth mother forgot the Buddha together.

Pushing open the room, I was a little dumbfounded. The son sat cross-legged on the bed, with a "heavenly sound" smile on his face, a serene attitude, wandering outside the world, as if I was not me, and even the monks of Huiyuan Temple who were profound in Buddhism were not so wonderful as him.

The eldest lady rushed over and asked loudly, "Son, what are you doing here?" ”

Wake Zheng Lang up.

Looking at the women in a daze, he asked, "These, mother, are you, doing, what?" ”

"What we didn't do, just talk in the front yard, why are you doing this?"

"I'm learning, studying, reviewing, daddy, before, teaching, knowing."

"Then why are you sitting like this?" Erniang asked.

"Calm down, okay, think." I was thinking about it just now. Knowledge is in his brain, which takes a lot of advantage and learns quickly. But it's not ready.,The book is old.,The hard disk capacity is small.,Except for those few A films,Most of the storage is the knowledge on the collection.,There are also various materials downloaded for the code word.。 Including some historical books, some scriptures, poems and songs, and annotations. These are mainly for creative downloads and are not comprehensive. If you don't collect it, you have to absorb some historical knowledge, and even download less.

It is impossible to pass the imperial examination by relying on it. But he is not the real Zheng Lang, he knows that he will learn step by step, first integrate the useful information in his mind, and then learn other scriptures, at that time, he will have some goods in his stomach and some foundation, it will be easier.

The words should also be written well, but there is time to do it, there are still a few years, and it is necessary to be diligent and practice slowly in the future.

Thinking about it like this, my heart also calmed down, adults think and learn things, far from being accessible to teenagers, and there are some ancient texts, all kinds of information in my mind like a marquee, comparison, speculation, I didn't even notice that Liu Er and Si'er came into the room to see him.

The women didn't understand, and they were relieved to hear that their son didn't want to leave the house. As for whether they study cross-legged, standing, or sitting, they don't care.

After a few more days, the injury gradually healed, Zheng Lang touched his arm and said, "It's time to practice calligraphy." ”

It is also not easy to recruit rice bodies.

Su Ti pays attention to the truth, is not intended to be good, is not aware of Xi Shi heart and cheek, although its disease, is self-contained, is impossible, but the support of Su Ti is Su Dongpo's huge talent, elegant atmosphere, proficient and understanding of Buddhism and Taoism, which Zheng Lang can not learn.

But Mi Fu also pays attention to a true, and really the most thorough, the Tang Dynasty's Ou Chu Yan Liu is among his ridicule, so the pen only wrote the kind of innocent surprise surprise. It's also not very easy to learn.

Picked up the pen, wrote a line on the paper, and shook his head: "No, it's too bad, it's too far away." ”

Fortunately, he has been at home for many years in his previous life, and he has no shortage of patience.

The cold wind was howling outside, but Zheng Lang was writing line by line on the paper in the room.

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In the blink of an eye, the New Year's Festival arrived, and the Song Dynasty was defeated by foreign enemies, which humiliated future generations. But in terms of internal governance, few dynasties can do it, and the people still have such and such problems, but they are much happier than the previous dynasties. So the festival is grand, there are many flowers to celebrate, and even the festival is very long.

For example, around the New Year, first the New Year's Festival on December 24, then the last day of Chinese New Year's Eve, the New Year's Day on the first day of the new year, the Spring Festival on the tenth day of the first lunar month, and the Lantern Festival on the 15th.

The Zheng family has been busy since early in the morning, and they have to sweep the house as usual. There is also a drunken order, on this day, the god of the stove will return to the sky to report to the gods of good and evil in the world, and reward and punish. Every household sacrifices the god of the stove with sake lees, so that the master of the stove can eat drunk, eat softly, and after returning to heaven, he will say more good things for the world.

There are also activities at night, and every household lights up under the bed to drive away the waste, and next year will be very lucky. Wealthy families also have the activity of chanting mantras, inviting monks to chant mantras and burning banknotes to show their desire to pray for the old and accept the new.

Seeing the servants in the house, together with a few mothers, Zheng Lang also came out early in the morning to take a look. It's a big cleaning.

The eldest lady took him to the shrine of the stove, made him kneel down, prayed, and then the eldest lady respectfully placed a porcelain basin full of sake lees in front of the shrine, and he went back.

The family was still cleaning, and Si'er and Liu'er did not participate, so they waited for the young master.

Picking up the paper full of words, Si'er looked at the words on it and said, "Sister Liu'er, I really can't bear to throw it away." ”

"......" Liu Er was silent.

It turned out that as I said, when Da Lang is injured, his original form will be exposed, and his injury will be healed, but he will work harder than before, either "sit cross-legged and study", or lie on the table and write seriously. The tone of his voice was also very gentle, and he didn't bother with her anymore.

Could it be that his own eldest man is really the Zhou of the Song Dynasty?

"Sister Liu'er, you see, Da Lang's handwriting is getting better and better. It's like a little flower, no, the little flower is too weak, why can't I say it? ”

"Don't be a nymphomaniac, go to work, or a few big ladies will talk."

"Hmm."

In the evening, a few more monks came, and after fasting, they had to chant mantras, and the Zheng family had invited monks every year before. Zheng Lang was called to the front hall for dinner, but this time he clearly felt that there was something wrong with the expressions on the faces of several mothers.

Since the time they came, they mistakenly thought that their son had changed his ways, and every day was like the New Year, and they were very happy. Today is another festival, you should be happier, why do you seem to have a cloud of sadness on your face.

didn't ask directly, after dinner, with the help of a few monks dancing the great god's Chenguang, he pulled out the housekeeper's old Song and asked, "Uncle Song, what happened at home today?" ”

"Nope."

"Then why are the ladies unhappy?" After coming to the Song Dynasty for a few months, I was finally able to speak fluent Song Dynasty dialect. He is not ten-year-old Xiao Zheng Lang, and he has a kind of sincere majesty when he speaks.

Uncle Song didn't think he was worried, but he was happy, if the little master was really like a few months ago, it didn't matter how many housewives few, but he felt that the sky was falling. continued to develop, without a competent parent in the family, the Zheng family was defeated.

Said cautiously: "I don't know the specifics, when the shopkeeper in the city handed over the account at the end of the year today, it seemed to say that the business in the store was sluggish this year, and there were some small deficits." ”

"I see." I walked back to the field and watched a few monks dancing gods, but my mind was scheming. Unlike the Tang Dynasty, the Song Dynasty had a clear commercial tax, sometimes a little heavier, but it encouraged commercial development, as if the little emperor in Bianliang, Tokyo, had planned to make a merchant's daughter an empress. So business is booming.

Zhengzhou is sandwiched between Bianliang and Luoyang, and the starlight is discolored, but it is somewhat stained. His grandfather took this seriously, and bought a shop in the city, specializing in silk and silk. In the hands of my father, I bought the house behind the store and expanded it. The area of the store is not small, and it can be ranked in Zhengzhou City. The Zheng family's financial source is also mainly from this.

Once something happens, it will be a big blow to the Zheng family, although there are some good fields, but a few mothers are kinder than the other, and they collect less land rent. The tenants were happy, and the family income was not much. And the eldest lady and her own mother, Wu Niang believe in Buddhism, and go in and out of the temple through the hall, spending a lot of incense money. Liuniang and Qiniang were born in Qinglou, and they are used to luxury, so they must wear good clothes and eat well. There are also some poor relatives who need to be relieved occasionally. The cost of living at home is huge. It's all counting on this shop.

Why is it a deficit?

After thinking about it for a while, I guessed the reason, a few women in the family didn't care about anything, and they were a gentleman, so they did everything they could. The Zheng family is about to collapse, so it's better to take some small hands and feet before there is still some oil and water to fish.

I thought of the reason, and I already had a plan in my heart.

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