014 [Fengjian Boy]
In front of him was an envelope, which was opened and saw that there were four small silver ingots, totaling twenty taels of silver.
"Alas!"
Zhao Han sighed and reached out to play with the silver ingot.
After living for two lifetimes, it was the first time he had seen the silver ingots in kind.
It's not as neat and delicate as in the TV series, the four silver ingots in front of me are rough enough, and there are large and small dense pores on the surface.
Zhao Zhenfang was already able to walk on the ground, and came to her brother's side: "Second brother, are these silver?" That's a lot of money. β
"yes, that's a lot of money." Zhao Han said.
Zhao Zhenfang was puzzled: "With the silver, why is the second brother still unhappy?" β
Zhao Han laughed at himself: "It's just that the expectations are too high." β
Since Wang Zhixian sent the silver, and it was neatly packaged and courteous, but he didn't summon Zhao Han to meet, he obviously didn't want to have anything to do with it.
To alienate a child who has contributed to his advice so painstakingly, Fei Yinghuan must be making trouble!
Isn't this Fei Yinghuan expressing sincerity?
tried his best to recruit a servant, not to recruit him back, to beat and scold him.
At least when it comes to the Fei family, Zhao Han and his sister will not have a hard time.
Zhao Han held the silver ingot in his palm and weighed it, twenty taels of silver, saying too much, saying a lot less, barely being able to mix.
But what the brothers and sisters really need is a stable growth environment, not a precarious life.
That's it.
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In September, the order belongs to the third autumn, and the weather is gradually getting cooler.
Zhao Han pushed open the door, dressed in moonlight, and went to the next door to find Fei Yinghuan to fight.
"Little brother, please come in." It was Wei Jianxiong who opened the door, and it seemed that he had been waiting for a long time.
Fei Yinghuan was lighting the lamp and reading a book, when he heard the movement outside, he asked with a smile: "Brother and sister Ru, have you already discussed?" β
Zhao Han replied: "It's been discussed." β
"How?" Fei Yinghuan asked again.
Zhao Han said: "The kid is willing to sign a ten-year long contract with the Fei family. β
Fei Yinghuan, who was originally a little proud, frowned when he heard this: "You want to be a hired laborer?" β
Zhao Han said: "Exactly. β
In order to curb the trend of dedication, the imperial court once classified domestic slaves who did not live with their masters as hired laborers during the Wanli period. Although it is useless, it also causes most of today's employees to donate their land.
This kind of master-servant relationship lacks a strong binding force!
Fei Yinghuan asked, "Why?" β
Zhao Han explained: "The kid is reluctant to change his name and surname. β
"This is easy to do," Fei Yinghuan pointed to Wei Jianxiong, "Old Wei has been with me for fourteen years, and I haven't changed my surname yet." β
Wei Jianxiong immediately praised: "I haven't changed." β
Fei Yinghuan continued to tempt: "I allow you to participate in the imperial examination, before the age of fifteen, if you can be admitted to Xiucai, I will really accept you as a righteous son!" β
"A house slave can also take the imperial examination?" Zhao Han wondered.
Fei Yinghuan asked rhetorically: "Since he is a righteous man, he will enter the Fei family's main household." If you talk about household registration alone, it is generally the same as Fei's children. Why can't the imperial examination? β
Zhao Han suddenly realized that this thing could be operated.
But Daming is almost over, is it useful for me to be admitted to the show?
If it is smooth sailing, at the age of fifteen, at the age of twenty, at the age of twenty, at the age of twenty-five, and then stay as a Beijing official for two years, it will just be enough to open the door to Li Zicheng. And then was caught and tortured by King Chuang?
In any case, Fei Yinghuan has expressed enough kindness.
The conditions were so lucrative that Zhao Han asked, "Why is Fei Xianggong so loving?" β
Fei Yinghuan said with a smile: "It's just a joy to see the hunting." β
Fei Yinghuan has no choice, the Fei family has not been out of Jinshi for two generations, and he belongs to the only seedling of the family, but his son is still a fool who can't be helped!
When a child prodigy is encountered, it is natural to invest in it, and there are only three outcomes in the future.
First, the injury Zhongyong, it's been a few hours, and it's not necessarily good. If Zhao Han becomes a waste, Fei Shi will raise an idle meal at most.
Second, Zhao Han will be a good talent in the future, and he can give Fei Yinghuan's waste son the head of the house.
Third, Zhao Han is a pillar of talent, so he will be sent to the imperial examination and truly included in the Fei clan ancestral hall.
Ancient noble families often did this, especially wealthy merchants, and every year they would select children for training. The house slave did the extreme, directly took charge of himself, and became the head of the business in the entire region.
This is more secure than going outside to recruit people, because the household registration of the house slave is in the hands of the master!
Moreover, the real big family is not afraid of house slaves and anti-guests.
There are many branches of the Fei clan in Lead Mountain, most of which are very close to each other, and the Fei clan in the Goose Lake, where Fei Yinghuan is located, is only one of them.
If one day Zhao Han jumped back and bullied the orphans and widows of the Fei clan in Goose Lake, the other Fei clan branches would simply laugh through their belly. They can incarnate as messengers of justice, under the banner of cleaning up evil slaves, collude with the government to put Zhao Han in prison, and then divide the property left by Fei Yinghuan together.
After Fei Yinghuan's death, Zhao Han and the Goose Lake Fei family are both prosperous and lossy, and they must assist the little master wholeheartedly!
Unless, with Zhao Han's strength, he can eat the entire Leadshan Fei clan.
Zhao Han thought for a while and asked, "Jiangxi's Xiucai, I'm afraid it's not very easy to test, right?" β
Fei Yinghuan said with a smile: "Indeed." Before the age of fifteen, there are very few people who can show off their talents in the Jiangxi examination, but there are definitely not many. So you have to work hard, you can enter the Fei clan ancestral hall, and if you don't succeed, you can only be a slave of the Fei family. β
I'm a ghost showman, and if I have the kung fu to read the Four Books and Five Classics, it's better to read a few more books on the art of war and make friends with a few more heroes......
Zhao Han asked again: "I don't know what the little sister has to arrange?" β
Fei Yinghuan said: "I have two daughters, the second daughter is seven years old this year, and my sister can be the playmate of the younger daughter. β
Zhao Han asked, "How should I address Fei Xianggong?" β
"Let's call it Daddy." Fei Yinghuan said with a smile.
"It's better to call Childe better." Zhao Han is still insisting, and that title always makes him feel that he is being fostered.
Fei Yinghuan pointed at Zhao Han and said to Wei Jianxiong next to him: "This kid is the same as you were at the beginning. β
Wei Jianxiong held his head high: "Those who have the ability will naturally have a harder temper." β
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The next day, they went south.
Jinghai County was busy with government affairs, and Wang Yongshi lacked skills and did not come to see him off.
The little sister recovered from a serious illness, and Wei Jianxiong carried it on her back, and the bookcase was temporarily carried by the soap officer, and she went to the dock outside the city to take a merchant ship.
Fei Yinghuan still looks like a sassy bag, and he is dressed up gracefully and luxuriously, and he can bluff many people with that demeanor alone.
As for Zhao Han......
Before returning to Lead Mountain, he made a temporary cameo appearance as Fei Yinghuan's servant, which is the legendary "boy".
Two horns are sparse on the head, and the dress is relatively neutral.
The servant is a kind of elegant existence, which must be taken with him when he travels in the mountains and rivers, meets guests and friends, and often appears in poetry and prose. There is a wine boy, who specializes in serving and pouring wine; There is a piano boy, who specializes in playing the piano and tuning; There are even fishing boys, who specialize in serving their masters for fishing.
And, of course, there are the bedboys, some of whom like to walk the dry road.
At this moment, Zhao Han made a cameo appearance as a sword boy, specially following Fei Yinghuan to hold the sword.
After boarding, the arrangement is complete.
Fei Yinghuan called Zhao Han over and asked, "At what age is enlightenment?" β
Zhao Han casually said nonsense: "Seven years old." β
Fei Yinghuan asked again: "You are ten years old, have you ever taken the Tongsheng exam?" β
Zhao Han shook his head: "No." β
Fei Yinghuan asked again: "Don't talk about the Four Books and Five Classics, the Little Four Books should be read at all, right?" β
Zhao Han said: "The boy's family is poor, and the four books have not been read through, and they are all taught by his father to learn where he goes. However, my father borrowed a lot of miscellaneous books, but I read a lot of them indiscriminately. β
Fei Yinghuan was helpless, took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone from the bookcase, and said, "Grind ink!" β
Zhao Han slowly took out the ink strip, and with the memory of this body, poured some water to grind the ink away.
"Write, whatever you want." Fei Yinghuan said.
Zhao Han was afraid of making mistakes in simplified and traditional Chinese, so he grabbed a pen and wrote a poem "Silent Night Thoughts", thinking that calligraphy was passable, and he practiced in a training class for several years when he was in elementary school.
Fei Yinghuan had a headache: "How did Ling Zun teach you to practice calligraphy?" My stupid son writes better than you! β
Zhao Han could only say: "The family is poor, cherishes paper and ink, and there are not many opportunities to practice calligraphy." β
"That's it, let's ......practice with logistics," Fei Yinghuan suddenly stared at the poem and asked in surprise, "Who did you learn this font from?" β
Zhao Han replied: "Created by my father. β
Fei Yinghuan couldn't help but clap his hands and admire: "Ling Zun is calligraphy, everyone is also!" Such a font, like a pavilion and not a pavilion, concise and steady, not flattering, the glyph structure is even more exquisite. β
Well, it's just a matter of starting the body, and the calligraphy training classes all practice this.
Fei Yinghuan hurriedly said: "Write a few more poems, I want to study this body for a long time!" β
Even if Zhao Han is not cultivated as a child, Fei Yinghuan will have to teach him personally.
A good carry-on boy can be used as a faΓ§ade for the owner.
You can imagine this picture, several scholars traveling together, each with a boy with him. Suddenly, someone's poetry was booming, and he called the boy to study the ink record, his poems were excellent, and the boy's calligraphy was wonderful, and they complemented each other so much.
Therefore, the boy who is valued by the master often does not do any rough work, is personally tutored by the master, and specializes in reading and practicing calligraphy in his spare time.
Fei Yinghuan is personally tutoring at the moment, who knows that he is attracted by Qigong and is studying calligraphy all the way.