Shen Yun used books to block, but Tian Jiyao was not easy to start, so what about the golden books, looking at Shen Yun's cherished appearance, I am afraid that it is also his treasure, so he can only put down his hand and change the topic, "Why did you suddenly turn these books out?" ”

Hearing Tian Jiyao say this, Shen Yun also got serious, touched the pages of the book with a reluctant face, and pleaded: "Yaoyao, you can help me find a few bigger tips, preferably one with better quality and not easy to break!" ”

Tian Jiyao was stunned by what he said, but seeing that he seemed to be doing something, he didn't dig to the end, opened the room of Shen's father before his death, and took out a few moire ice brocade bags from the cabinet with ease, and returned the same way and handed them to Shen Yun, "Na, the relics left by my uncle at this time, my uncle told me before that this kind of fabric is extremely tough, as long as it is not intentionally destroyed, it will not be a problem to put it for a few years. It's a tyrannical thing, what do you want this for? Tian Jiyao chatted with him about the past, and was curious about what Shen Yun was going to do.

Shen Yun smiled mysteriously, opened the bag and put a few books into a few bags, took her hand and walked out of the door, explaining: "Bury these books, they should disappear." ”

Don't look at Shen Yun's indifferent words, but Tian Jiyao was bluffed, hurriedly grabbed him, and said anxiously: "What are you buried?" What a pity? Why make them disappear? A series of questions were asked, and his eyebrows were full of puzzles.

Shen Yun was also willing to tell her, stopped and said softly: "This is what the teacher asked me to do, Kong Daru is already a forbidden word, although I don't grasp it strictly, but if I want to take the road of the imperial examination, I can't get a little bit of his business, otherwise the future is hopeless!" He said this easily, and only Tian Jiyao could hear how sad his tone was.

Tian Jiyao didn't know that the matter was so serious, she could see Shen Yun's ambition for the imperial examination, and she could also see how much he admired Kong Guan, a great Confucian, and now if he was asked to choose one of the two, he would definitely be uncomfortable, and he had to give up his ideals for the sake of reality, which was not in line with Shen Yun's personality, but since he had chosen, Tian Jiyao believed him.

She stood on tiptoe and gently hugged Shen Yun, and said gently: "I believe in you!" ”

Just three words were enough to make Shen Yun collapse, and just when Tian Jiyao was about to let go of him, his big palm was pressed against her waist and pulled towards him, he buried his head in Tian Jiyao's neck socket, and whispered "thank you", his voice was dull and complacent.

The two hugged quietly for a while, and Shen Yun quickly let go of her and took her hand to the backyard vegetable garden.

There is a tree in the vegetable garden, it was a long time ago, when Shen's father bought this land to build a house, he thought about pulling it out, but later invited a feng shui gentleman to look at the land, Mr. Feng Shui said that you must not pull it out, if you pull it out, something will happen, although Shen's father is not superstitious, but he is also a native of ancient times, and he has a certain sense of awe for these gods and ghosts, so this tree has been left for more than ten years, and now it has become a good place for his family to enjoy the shade.

Shen Yun walked to the big tree and squatted down, took a small hoe in his hand and dug a pit that was not shallow, put those few bags in a wooden box and buried them in the soil, stood up and smiled brightly at Tian Jiyao, even the sun was not as bright as the light he emitted.

"Lady, let's go visit the teacher!"

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After Zhao Si went home, he tossed and turned for a few days, and every time he saw the bag of white silver, he couldn't help but feel itchy, and finally couldn't resist the temptation of money, and was ready to go to Steward Liu.

When he left the teahouse that day, the shopkeeper told him that if he agreed, he would go to the teahouse again and wait, and the man only gave him five days, and he could go to the teahouse at any time during the five days, and the man would go to see him, and if he still didn't go after five days, the matter would be automatically nullified, and it would be outdated.

Zhao Si left Xiaohe Village and waited outside the village for the ox cart to come back, his luck was good, and the coachman drove the ox cart back after a while, and he was stunned when he saw Zhao Si.

I don't blame him, it's just that Zhao Si agreed with him before that he would take him back to the county every ten days to purchase the items he needed, which has not been ten days since the last time he went to the county.

However, the coachman was not an eyeless person, and spoke to him enthusiastically, "Zhao Si, go to the county?" "The smile is simple, and it makes people feel good at first sight.

"Hmm." Xu was about to make a deal, Zhao Si was not interested in talking to the coachman, and his face was more indifferent than usual.

Coachman: "......" is really not his broken mouth, this Zhao has not had a daughter-in-law for four years and nearly forty years, it is not for nothing, his conditions are not good, his parents died early, he struggled to live alone, there are only a few acres of land at home, and they are all inferior fields, and the rest of the tax paid every year is enough for him to chew alone, so how to raise a daughter-in-law and children? There is a house, but there is only one room, it is still inseparable, he has no place to live if he sells it, and he himself is not willing to sell, and he is withdrawn and can't speak, who wants to marry him? The coachman sighed in his heart.

Seeing that Zhao Si was reluctant to speak, he didn't talk much, and when he had enough people, he drove the car to the county.

When he pulled Zhao Si to the county, it was already almost dusk in the afternoon, Zhao Si left the car money and jumped out of the car, and disappeared after a while, the coachman shook his head, forget it, make money, and support the family.

Zhao Si entered the county, and he arrived at the teahouse, and as soon as he walked into the teahouse, the shopkeeper recognized him at a glance, and greeted him with a smile: "Guest officer, please upstairs, Xiaofeng, go to make a pot and send it to Longjing!" ”

His greeting attracted everyone's peeps, wanting to see who the person who could get such a greeting from the shopkeeper was, but they were doomed to be disappointed, Zhao Si had been alone for too long, and he was most afraid that others would stare at him, so he walked upstairs quickly with his head down, and sat in the tea room before breathing a sigh of relief.

But before he could finish his breath, the tea Xiaoer named Xiaofeng sent Longjing up, his cheeks were round, the baby fat on his cheeks had not faded, and his eyes were round, which was particularly cute, he smiled and smiled, walked in with a pot of tea in his hand, and poured him a cup of fragrant Longjing tea after completing a series of services, and said in a low voice: "Guest officer, we have sent someone to inform Steward Liu, he will arrive later, and the guest officer will have a cup of tea and wait for a cup of tea!" ”

His hand was neat, but Zhao Si almost knocked over the teacup, and exclaimed: "Liu ...... Steward Liu? That willow steward of Zhongzheng Rice Bank? His face was full of horror, as if Steward Liu was some kind of man-eating monster, which made him uneasy.