Chapter 162: Guo Sheng

Bai Ze readily agreed to go to the house of the cow herding child, and began to knock on the side to see if there was anything strange happening in the neighborhood recently.

Although the aura of this world is very thin, it doesn't look like it can produce powerful demons, but the image of the fox you see when you enter is always true, since this kid is a native, ask him for some information in advance, it will definitely help in the next action.

The child scratched his head, but what he said was that the head of the village lost the chicken, the shrews at the end of the village quarreled, and the funeral and marriage of some short things in the parents, Bai Ze listened attentively for a long time, and he was stunned that he didn't find the slightest abnormal cattiness from it.

Hearing that the topic had deviated to the fact that their group of children were playing together, Bai Ze hurriedly interrupted and asked about Guo Shusheng's situation instead.

The child's face showed a little disgust, Bai Ze's heart moved, there was a secret way, and his words were even more deflected towards Guo Shusheng.

It's not the first time he's done this kind of thing, the cow herding baby is not wary at all, the child is fast-talking, and before the village arrived, Guo Shusheng's life was learned by Bai Ze.

Guo Shusheng's name is Guo Gai, the word is Changshan, and he is a native of this village. Since he was a child, he hated doing farm work and preferred the superior status of scholars, but although Guo Sheng's family was a solid family in the village, it was only enough to eat, and he couldn't afford to pay for him to study.

The year before last, because he didn't do farm work, Guo Sheng was severely beaten by his father and couldn't get off the ground for a few days. Guo Sheng, who was unwilling to return to the field, stole the title deed of his family's field one night, ran to the town to pay it to the pawnshop, and exchanged 20 taels of silver to study for a few months.

But half a year has passed, Guo Sheng, who has read half a book, can't recognize all the words, and the money in his pocket has also been spent.

Because there was no money to return to the pawnshop in time, the family's few acres of fertile land had already been forcibly taken away, and his father was angry to death in bed.

After staying at home for less than a month, Guo Sheng didn't want to face his mother's daily complaints, let alone continue to eat wild vegetable porridge with few rice grains, and he was very annoyed by the fingers of the villagers.

After thinking about it, for the sake of his dream of studying, Guo Sheng simply didn't do anything, stole his family's savings for many years and the title deed of the house, and went to the county seat to study.

A few months later, someone in the village unintentionally met Guo Sheng on the street of the county seat, telling him that because the house was taken away, his wife was sick in the rain, and there was no money to take medicine, and there was no one around to take care of him.

But the township exam was imminent, Guo Sheng thought about it, and decided to use the remaining money to buy a few copies of the examiner's essay, and he didn't hear anything about the family affairs.

After January, without any surprise, Guo Sheng, who wrote nonsense articles, fell off the list. There are a lot of scholars in the county, and there is no suitable livelihood for him, Guo Sheng has no money in his pocket, so he has no choice but to return to the village.

The old lady died of illness a few days ago, the coffins were bought by the villagers with money, and the house had already moved into a new family.

Guo Sheng packed up his mother's belongings and walked around the village, homeless and planning to go to the town to make a living. But after walking a few steps, he happened to find a small temple built by the village a few years ago, which still enshrined several statues of gods.

The small temple window tiles are complete, it looks good, at least there is no problem with living people. Guo Sheng thought about it, simply stayed, forcibly occupied the small temple, and several statues of gods were also thrown behind the temple.

The chief of the village couldn't see it, and came to the small temple to find him a theory, but although Guo Sheng was not admitted to Xiucai, he still had the reputation of a county student, regardless of his status or sophistry ability, it was not comparable to this old man in the countryside.

With the crooked theory of believing in evil gods and ignoring the king's law, Guo Sheng scolded the lieutenant chief for a bloody squirt.

The lieutenant was bluffed enough, and left in a gloomy manner, not daring to care about this matter anymore. Guo Sheng was even more proud, and since then he has naturally lived in the temple, and lived by writing a letter to his neighbors on weekdays.

Bai Ze, who lives in the county with the identity of Wang Xiucai, is his only friend, and has come to the village to visit Guo Sheng every once in a while for more than a year, so the cattle herding boy in the village will know him.

However, Guo Sheng seems to have encountered something unpleasant recently, his dark eyes look very irritable every day, and the child's father, Zhao Lao Er, was scolded yesterday because he bumped into Guo Sheng.

Coming back from his thoughts, a peaceful and tranquil village appeared in front of him.

The big green ox "mooed" and shook off its hooves when he returned home, and the child's strength was far less than that of the green ox, and he exclaimed that he was pulled into the village by it.

"It seems that the status of scholars in this world is even higher than imagined. Summing up Guo Sheng's deeds, he is so unfilial but still domineering in the name of reading, Bai Ze has roughly depicted a corner of the social form of this world in his heart.

The child's family lives in the village, and when he heard that the talented old man in the county town was coming, Zhao Lao Er hurriedly led his mother-in-law out of the yard, and the family's waist was bent into shrimp, and his face was full of humility.

Although he was sweating profusely, Zhao Lao Er was very clumsy, although he wanted to flatter some words worthy of the talented master, but the words he spoke were sloppy, and the preface did not match the afterword.

The cattle herding child walked all the way, but he knew that this Xiucai surnamed Wang was approachable and had no slightest, so he pulled Zhao Lao Er on the side and said: "Dad, Wang Xiucai is good at talking, and he also said that I will definitely be able to read!"

"Smack!"

Zhao Laoer's face turned red, slapped his own kid hard, and shouted angrily in a low voice: "Dead cub, Wang Xiucai can you call it!

Before the words fell, Zhao Lao Er kicked the child's ass fiercely, kicking him to the ground. The child fell into the dirt and cried "wow".

Ignoring his own boy, Zhao Lao Er nervously knelt on the ground with his mother-in-law, kowtowed his head twice, and begged for mercy: "Master Xiucai, my dog cub is not sensible, please read it for the sake of his young age, forgive him for the crime of disrespect!"

After that, Zhao Lao Er didn't dare to meet the eyes of Master Xiucai at all, and turned around to continue beating that child.

Sighing, Bai Ze reached out to stop Zhao Laoer's slap.

In the face of these people whose class consciousness is deep-rooted, the sudden kindness is more like ill intentions! Bai Ze lowered his face coldly, put on a lofty posture, and said in a slightly pitiful tone:

"This kid has solved a problem that I have been thinking about for many days, and I see him very pleasing to the eye. As he spoke, Bai Ze took out ten taels of silver from the storage bag, threw it on the ground and said, "Take these ten taels of silver and send him to study in the town, whether he can read or not depends on his talent and cultivation." ”

Zhao Lao Er was even more frightened, and waved his hand again and again to shirk it, Bai Ze glared, and he immediately shivered like a quail, and retreated to the back and didn't dare to say more.