Yang Dongyun also caused a sensation in Huashi County when he was a child. He was enlightened by his father Yeung Siu-choi at the age of four, and at the age of six he wrote four Wing Chun, Summer, Autumn and Winter, which attracted everyone's amazement. It just so happened that that year Xuezheng passed by Songning Mansion, and the big and small officials and squires did not mention it, and one day everyone accompanied Xuezheng to take a boat on the Qingshui River and enjoy the famous ten-mile green mountain painting screen here. Someone mentioned that there was a child in nearby Huashi County who was very talented, and the good deeds immediately went to pick up Yang Dongyun and Yang Xiucai.

Yang Xiucai saw that the Xuezheng adults were trembling all over, and tears were intertwined, but the six-year-old Yang Dongyun was very calm, and the answers were very organized, and he made a song about Qingshui River, although immature but the poems were fresh and lovely. Xuezheng personally untied his golden belt with an autumn laurel pattern and gave it to Yang Dongyun, asked him to sit next to him to eat, and said with a smile to the magistrate: This is a thousand miles of horses.

However, although Yang Dongyun's thousand-mile horse started fast, his foot strength was not enough, and his poetry level seemed to have been stuck at the age of six. Later, those who were not as literate as him as early as he was able to read and do the questions early caught up, and the fame of the genius was secretly consumed, and the prodigy was more like a joke. Regarding the evaluation of "It's an hour", Yang Xiucai's family and Yang Dongyun himself refused, will the academic and political adults look away?

As a result, Xuezheng's praise became a hope for the Yang family, and it was also a mantra, and the people in Luosi Lane were tightened, and they couldn't see the second way in their eyes.

Here, the Yang family and his entourage returned to Luosi Lane. Yang Xiucai had a full meal today, and he was crooked to the bunk and snored, Yang Lushi grabbed and asked his son how he felt. Yang Dongyun dimly realized that today's actions were related to his life's events, but in the end, the fourteen or fifteen-year-old young man knew a little about people, and he had always been a dead student, so he only said "It's all up to my father and mother." The Liu family's tea and rice are good, this is his only feeling. As for the girl of the Liu family, he didn't take a look, and the sage said that he should not look at it.

Yang Lu's heart was itchy and very dissatisfied. The lowly merchant of the Liu family actually lived in a high-walled house, and the worthless girl was dressed in silk and satin; There is no money to change tiles in his own house, and one wall of the left wing is drenched with mold. This world is really unreasonable.

Thinking left and right, she held her breath even more, and she couldn't vent her frustration, she looked at Yang Xiuxiu looking left and right in the mirror, and then went over and slapped the hairpin: "Mother will keep it for you, Mo Xue's little hooves of the demon and the devil." "And you will strip her of her silk garments.

Yang Xiuxiu refused, slapped a few times, and cried: "Mother, you only have one brother in your heart, and your daughter is like mud on the soles of your feet." I was so ashamed to go to Liu's house today that I had nothing to say, what people were wearing, I didn't say anything about the spicy goods of the willow branches, you see how old the little cub of the wicker was wearing green silk clothes and gold tweed; The shoes on her feet are also satin-finished, and her ears are stuffed with gold earrings with delicate rings! I saw it all, it was real. ”

Yang Lushi scolded her for being shallow: "Your brother was hit in the back, and he was afraid of silver without gold." ”

"My brother's middle move is a matter of the Year of the Monkey and the Horse Month, I am thirteen this year, and I don't have a single silk dress."

Yang Xiuxiu's words made the old lady furious, and she was beaten painfully, "Dead hooves dare to curse your brother!" My mother shouldn't have raised you to this day, how much oil and rice should I save. If you sell you carefully, you will get a few silver coins and the family will not be loose and relaxed! ”

Wishful thinking and scolding, Yang Xiuxiu naturally didn't dare to say more, and only secretly shed tears. But Yang Lu's heart was not fully vented, and her daughter's words made her more and more angry the more she thought about it. Today, Li also cleaned up in order to entertain guests, wearing a half-new snow blue folded branch lotus embroidered silk shirt, tying a honey-colored threaded skirt, pulling an ordinary low bun, a gilt pressed sideburns, and a pair of eight-treasure gourd gold earrings on his ears; Only a golden hairpin with the head of the word Shou is more valuable, this is the Li family's marriage, and the special hairpin comes out to show that it attaches importance to the guests.

She was dressed like the most common dress of a middle-aged lady, but it pierced Yang Lu's heart, she ran into the bedroom like a whirlwind, pulled Yang Xiucai to the ground, and cried loudly: "My life is hard!" I followed you, a prisoner who went backwards, but what has become of me all these years, my mother-in-law wears silk and veil, and I can't find anything without patches. Honestly, do you take a fancy to the woman's beauty and want to dedicate my son to her house to flatter? ”

Yang Xiucai was deeply drunk, and this time he fell into a lot of meat, and he let Yang Lu's cry and tear in a daze. Yang Xiucai originally had some family background, and his life was very good, he shouldn't have been on the road to the imperial examination after his master praised two sentences when he was studying, but he was unlucky and tried and failed repeatedly. Later, the 60 acres of land that were divided were sold one after another, and when he was in his thirties, he finally entered school, and then went further. Xiucai himself died and began to cultivate his son again, all these years of eating, drinking and chewing are the dowry of Yang Lu's family, and now there is only this small courtyard in Luosi Lane.

Yang Lu's family has always been tough, and she is controlled by a woman at home and abroad, and she pinched Yang Xiucai to Ren Yuan and Ren Bian. After crying and fighting, she gradually lost her breath, sat aside, and scolded Yang Xiucai, who was gradually sober, "I don't pour tea for things that don't have eyes, I don't see smoke in my throat." ”

Yang Xiucai got up in a daze, the wine was almost torn, and despite the fact that his clothes were kneaded like pickles, he ran to pour water with one shoe. The family didn't buy tea for a long time, so they poured half a bowl of white water with a coarse porcelain bowl that was missing, and couldn't help but shake their heads and sigh when they thought of the fragrant jasmine tea of the Liu family.

Yang Lushi drank the water, calmed down a little, and then said: "I don't look down on the little hooves of the Liu family, they are too delicate, and they don't look like they can work." We can't afford a Bodhisattva in our house. ”

"The lady doesn't know, Miss Liu is capable. I saw her and Boss Liu ordering goods in Fengliu Ji several times, and she spoke clearly, and she looked like a clever person; The neighbors said that the firewood, rice, oil and salt of the Liu family were all handled by the eldest girl. Yang Xiucai rubbed the sore forehead and said.

"You only know the nasty embryo who fills the yellow soup, and every time you go to Fengliuji, you go to see the little lady with two eyes! It turns out that you've been eyeing people for a long time, and I've put you to thunder and splinter this day—"

"Shhhhhh If you think about it, Boss Liu only has two daughters, and the eldest girl is in charge of the family, Feng Liuji is afraid that most of them will have to accompany him. My son studied hard, and if there is a silver fund from the Liu family, I am afraid that I will not be much more relaxed. ”

These words penetrated into Yang Lu's ears and made her quite moved. Yang Dongyun had been studying with Xiucai's father at home before, and in the past two years, Yang Xiucai had not been able to catch it, and the family gritted their teeth, scraped the family and scraped it, and sent him to school. Reading has been the most expensive since ancient times, the family tightened their belts, and the savings in their mouths were used to cultivate him, and the porridge shone all day long, making do with the black pickle lumps, and a cotton thread was placed in an oil urn to count the dripping oil and stir-frying.