Hu Dajing was woken up countless times in the middle of the night, she was frightened by the man in black, to be precise, she was frightened by the cold long knife.

There is also a person who does not sleep well in this moonlit night.

Zhang Yusen slipped two bags under his eyes that drooped down to his chin, and sat weakly at the table.

The maidservants in the main hall knelt in front of the table and arranged breakfast.

Zhang Thorn Shi was like a falcon predator, and his sharp eyes were staring at Zhang Yusen, who was hanging his head in front of him, half-dead.

After a while, Zhang Tingshi felt that the time was ripe, so he stretched out his claws.

"Son, where did you steal chickens and dogs yesterday?"

Zhang Tingshi always felt that his son looked like he was not on the road and did not learn well.

Zhang Yusen raised his eyelids, feeling depressed in his heart, but he still sat up straight and said respectfully: "My son was reading at night last night. ”

"Fart!" Zhang Tingshi was furious and slammed the table.

Zhang Yusen's body trembled in fright, and he turned his attention for help to A-Niang.

Mrs. Zhang was also frightened by her own Ah Lang's voice, her eyes were round, and her voice was gentle: "Ah Lang, why are you angry with the child early in the morning? ”

The contrast between Mrs. Thorn Shi is timid.

Zhang Tingshi suppressed his anger and glared at Zhang Yusen angrily: "Are you reading a serious book?" ”

Zhang Yusen was speechless for a while, and in order to waste Hu Dajing's studies, he almost swept away the popular jokebooks on the streets.

When I was practicing calligraphy last night, I accidentally glanced at the small notebook on the table, so I opened it casually, and I sank overnight unknowingly.

Just when Zhang Yusen lowered his head and didn't know how to answer.

Mrs. Thorn Shi spoke again: "How does Ah Lang know that it is not a serious book?" ”

She didn't blindly dot on her son, but she simply couldn't get used to Zhang Tingshi's appearance of showing off his might at home.

The mother of the Qian family, the wife of the assassin history, was born in the Qinghe Cui clan of the five surnames and seven major families.

His father's official Ren Sipin Shangshu Zuocheng, the Qian family was born in a scholarly family, and he was pampered since he was a child, and his temperament was a little extreme.

When you lose your temper, you will keep telling yourself in your heart that you are from a high family and that you are in good shape.

So the temper is often between irritable and gentle, giving people a feeling of nervousness.

For the performance of others, there is anger in his heart, no good face, and his mouth is like honey.

For the assassin who is not as good as his mother's status, sometimes he treats others like others.

After all, the old husband and wife have been for many years, and most of the time they are still unreasonable and have no good face when they treat Zhang Tingshi.

Zhang Tingshi's attitude was much more docile this time, he didn't blow his beard and stare at him anymore, and he and his wife raised the bar.

"Madam, I'm also for his good, I originally sat in this position, but I also relied on the shade of the door to enter the office, to put it mildly, it seems to be beautiful, but in fact it is a pension officer."

Zhang Jianshi also participated in the imperial examination that year, that is, the civil service examination.

Helplessly, when he was young, he was stubborn, he didn't obey discipline, he skipped class twice in three days, and he ran around, so he definitely couldn't study.

In addition, Mrs. Zhang is uneducated, and holding a pen is like carrying a big ding, which is the weight of a real mother!

Naturally, he didn't pay attention to his son's academics, and let him develop freely, so his son became a bastard.

As a result, Changju has fallen off the list every year, from Xiucai to Mingsuan, and it is all red light.

Peers are wearing official robes and hats.

And Zhang Tingshi lamented against the wall all day long at home, the young man didn't work hard, and the boss was sad!

Mrs. Zhang became anxious at this time, regretting her feat of refusing to be shackled for the sake of freedom.

thought that he was a hero, so he was shy and begged his grandfather to tell his grandmother everywhere, and asked him to pass the fold.

Zhang Tingshi was able to take over this pension position from his father.

The world is peaceful, dancing with knives and guns will not work, only reading is hardcore.

Both father and son reflected on their mistakes, so they picked up their books and began to make up for the lost time in the past.

It's never too late to read, and you can't climb up.

The hard work paid off, and the father and son practiced a good hand.

So the lessons learned over the years, as well as the high hopes for the future, are pinned on the next generation of Zhang Yusen.

This son still has hope of climbing up.

The other son could not be counted on.

Mrs. Thorn Shi was silent this time, and her own man couldn't count on it, so she had to bet all the treasure on her son.

If his son fights for anger and becomes a big official, he can raise his head among the sisters and crush Xiao Zhao to death.

There is only one way for Zhang Yusen to become a big official, and that is to take the imperial examination, and he must also be a jinshi department.

The atmosphere was instantly solemn, and Zhang Yusen felt that his thin arms were like a thousand pounds of stones.

"My son, you have to read hard, and stop reading those miscellaneous books."

Mrs. Thorn quickly switched sides.

Zhang Tingshi snorted coldly: "You read those miscellaneous books again, and sing those nonsense and obscene songs, be careful that I break your legs!" ”

"Yoyo, son, did you hear that?" Mrs. Thorn was on the side.

Zhang Yusen looked at his parents who were singing and harmonizing in front of him, and murmured softly: "Got it." ”

The couple looked at each other and smiled.

A family of three had breakfast in an eerie atmosphere, with only the sound of dishes and chopsticks colliding from time to time.

I heard the steward's announcement outside: "Ah Lang, madam, the three ladies of the Hu family are coming to visit." ”

Mrs. Thorn Shi was stunned, and the jade snow ball she had just picked up fell.

"Why is she here?" Zhang Tingshi stopped, his eyes full of doubts.

Zhang Yusen was different, his eyes were full of joy, and he didn't wait for Daddy to speak, and hurriedly said: "Hurry up and invite the third lady of the Hu family in." ”

The steward did not answer.

Until Zhang Tingshi hummed lightly and said, "Invite the three ladies of the Hu family in." ”

The steward answered and invited someone to go.

Zhang Yusen's face turned purple in an instant.

"Ah Lang, what is she doing at this time?" Mrs. Thorn was puzzled.

Zhang Tingshi shook his head, even more puzzled, and ordered someone to accept the table.

……

Hu Dajing honestly followed behind the steward, greedily watching the beautiful scenery of Zhang's mansion.

The last time I came with Xue Song and Li Chengran, I was carried away with anger, so I didn't watch it properly, it's a pity, I can't let it go this time.

Just like that, I wandered all the way to the main hall.

After the steward's confession, Hu Dajing saluted and stepped into the house.

turned to collide with a curious family of three opposite.

Hu Dajing was originally Zhang Yusen himself, but he didn't expect that the two of them were also there, and the scene was very embarrassing for a while.

"Ah Lang and his wife are well." Hu Dajing reacted quickly and made a blessing ceremony.

All three people present swallowed.

"Sanniang is polite." Zhang Tingshi Le said, "The person who comes is a guest, sit down and say." ”

After Hu Dajing sat down, the maidservant brought tea and snacks.

Hu Dajing thanked him in a low voice.

"Why did Sanniang come here today?" Mrs. Thorn opened her mouth.

Hu Dajing didn't hide it, and said straight in: "I want to officially join the Zhangjia Juju Society." ”