Zhao Changyu became famous in Yuzhou at the age of twelve, and even the scholars of Luoyang had heard of his talent, and many people wrote letters to Shang Cai Bo, inviting his son to come to Beijing for exchanges.

At that time, Shang Cai Bo was already sick, but after he groaned, he still called his eldest son and discussed with him: "You go to Luoyang and meet a few old families, it would be better if you could let Your Majesty see you." ”

He coughed lightly and said: "I am not in good health, I am afraid that it is not a holiday, if there is the support of the old days, you can inherit the title more smoothly, this is the glory left by the ancestors, not for power and money, only to inherit the will of the ancestors, in the future, the Zhao family will have to rely on you." ”

Shang Cai Bo told him, "Clan studies must be carried on, all children in the clan, regardless of men and women, must be enlightened and read after the age of seven, not to get ahead, but to know etiquette and shame." ”

Zhao Changyu's little face was tense, and he responded with a serious face.

Shang Cai Bo continued: "If you have the opportunity to become a professional in the future, you must always remember the character of your grandfather and uncle, and do not fall into their prestige and prestige. ”

Zhao Changyu responded one by one.

Shang Cai Bo let him go to Luoyang.

He has been there for two years, and everyone in Luoyang City knows that there is a young man in Runan Xiping, who is well-read and talented, and is the nephew of Xiahou Xuan, who was exterminated a few years ago.

Xiahou Xuan was killed four years ago, although he was killed for the crime of rebellion, few people in Luoyang City dared to mention his name, but there were many people who mourned him in private.

Xiahou Xuan has a bold personality and is extremely intelligent, and is considered one of the four smartest people in this country, he is good-looking, and there are many people who admire and obey him from the bottom of his heart.

Zhao Changyu took his uncle as a role model in life, and he hoped that he would make friends like his uncle, be smart and studious, and be handsome.

It's a pity that he easily achieved the last two items, but the first one ......

It takes a lot of money to make friends.

Zhao Changyu's family background is average, and he didn't bring a lot of money to Luoyang this time, and he still needs to prepare gifts to visit some famous teachers, so he needs to pick and search in other aspects, so he didn't make many friends.

However, he has also gained a lot in the past two years.

Seeing that the situation in Luoyang was getting worse and worse, Zhao Changyu ran away in advance under the pretext of going home to serve his illness.

Sure enough, as soon as he ran on the front foot, something big happened in Luoyang on the back foot.

On the ugly day of May, the emperor personally led the palace guards and palace slaves out of the palace to set things right, but was beheaded by Jia Chong and Chengji outside the palace.

At this time, he had just returned to Xiping.

As soon as my father heard that the emperor was killed on the street, he was so angry that he spit out a mouthful of blood, but he didn't dare to cry out loud, only held his hand with tears in his eyes, "It's going to change the sky, it's going to change the sky, Sima's perverse behavior, I'm afraid it won't be able to convince the world, after that, the world doesn't know what to mess up with, you, you have to be careful, after I die, you will study at home behind closed doors, don't go out." ”

Zhao Changyu was only fourteen years old this year, and it was when he was ambitious and had a super high prediction of his own ability, how could he abide by his father's last words?

He believes that even if the country is divided again like in the late Han Dynasty, he can once again unite the forces of the world like Cao Gong, not to mention, it is not such a bad situation at this time, so he will definitely be able to assist the new emperor to stabilize the world and stabilize the dynasty.

It doesn't matter if the new emperor is surnamed Cao or Sima.

It didn't take long for Sima Zhao to set up a new emperor, and the country was still surnamed Cao, but both the Zhao father and son knew that it was only a matter of time before the Sima family usurped the throne.

Their family has killed the emperor in the street, will they return the state authority to the Cao family?

It's something you know is impossible with your toes.

Shang Cai Bo died of illness with worries about the future of the country, sorrow for the people and worries about the family, before he died, he scattered all his family wealth, except for an old house with two entrances and the family's land, the rest of the assets were used to buy sacrificial fields to start a family study, and the only two shops were also handed over to the family, operated or rented by the clan, and the proceeds were also used to invest in the family study;

He was honest all his life, and he didn't have much money, and some of the rest of the money was distributed to the poor families in the neighborhood, and he died after leaving the last words of the funeral conformity.

He scattered all his wealth, and indeed he could only be simple.

Zhao Changyu packed up his father's usual daily necessities for him to be buried, in addition to only some of his manuscripts and notebooks, he made a backup and put the ones he didn't like very much into the tomb to be buried, and the ones he liked were left as memorials.

In his words, "When we think of our father, we can always read and remember." ”

No one doubted his words, and had no opinion on most of the manuscripts and notes he had left behind.

Zhao Zhongyu, who was only in his early teens, went to the study every day to cry when his father had just died.

In contrast, Zhao Changyu did not have time to be sad, because his father had scattered all his family wealth, and he needed to worry about his livelihood, otherwise the family would not even be able to pay the monthly money of his subordinates.

And after the father's burial, there are seven days of sacrifice, a hundred days of sacrifice, even if it is frugal, it still needs money.

His younger brother was not smart enough, and if he only studied in the clan studies, he was afraid that he would have no future, and he would have to find a famous teacher for him.

Fifteen-year-old Zhao Changyu was only sad for a few days, so he rolled up his sleeves and followed the servants and tenant farmers at home to harvest the wheat, and when the wheat was harvested and dried, he also inquired about the grain prices in various places.

Immediately a dozen able-bodied men were selected among the tenant farmers, and a few literate and arithmetic subordinates were selected, and the newly harvested grain from the family was loaded, and he walked around the village, and by virtue of his father's good reputation and eloquence, he succeeded in obtaining twelve carts of wheat on credit.

He inquired that the county government was going to escort a batch of grain to the garrison in a few days, so he went to the county government to go around, and agreed with the chief bookkeeper that his caravan would follow behind the county government grain team at that time.

The first time a caravan was formed, Zhao Changyu personally followed the team, and so on to send the grain to the county town where the price of grain had soared due to drought, and in less than three days, his grain was sold out, and he did not go back immediately, but asked people to go to the next county to buy silk and cloth and silk left after the imperial court tax in the previous year.

He went around the county, but he couldn't hold back, bought all the money on his body, bought a shop, left a subordinate, selected a tenant farmer, signed a good agreement, and then went back with the silk and cloth he bought.

In this way, he did not increase his cash, but increased a lot of assets.

There were not enough silkworms in the village, but there were many weavers, and he sold them either silk or offsetting their wheat money, and selling good quality silk and satin cloth to them in general, as well as paying taxes to the imperial court.

In this way, Zhao Changyu slowly accumulated some money.

He likes the feeling of running a business very much, plus he will save money and keep filial piety for three years, and his family's assets have increased several times, at least, he will not be stretched thin.

However, he was filial piety, and after he was disobeyed, he was requisitioned by the imperial court.