In the courtyard, the two teenagers piled up the snow they had cleared and made a simple snowman.

He also took the remaining ash from the stove and sprinkled it on the main road.

Jia Qiongfu thought about it again and said to Jia Yun: "Brother Yun, you go and raise the carbon fire in the school. I'll go and see if the Master needs help. ”

After Jia Yun signaled that he knew, Jia Qiongfang left the clan study and walked towards the adjacent courtyard.

Jia Dairu taught the children of his family in the genealogy, and for convenience, he settled down next to the genealogy.

The genealogy is maintained by the public money, and the daily flow of money is also quite large. However, he did not embezzle a single bit, and he was honest and honest, which is very admirable.

I think that the house has just been clearing the snow, the door of the small courtyard is wide open, you can walk in directly, and there is a clump of bamboo planted in the yard, which adds a bit of poetry to the courtyard.

When he walked in the door, Jia Dairu was tidying up his own bamboo. The heavy snow and wind were tight, and the snow bent the green bamboo, and Jia Dairu was worried that the bamboo would be broken, so he was holding a small broom to help the bamboo clear the snow.

"Sir, the student and Brother Yun have just finished cleaning up the school, thinking that the master may need help here, but I didn't think that Brother Rui has already cleared the snow." When Jia Qiong entered the courtyard, he bowed to Jia Dairu, who was tidying up the bamboo.

Jia Dairu looked at Jia Qiong and didn't say anything for a long time.

I turned around and dusted the snow on the bamboo, and it happened that a cold wind was blowing. The snow that had just been dusted off was scattered by the wind.

When Jia Dairu saw this scene, he couldn't help but feel emotional.

Then while tidying up the bamboo, he said to Jia Qiong, "Brother Qiong, what do you feel about this bamboo, it just so happens that you have been learning poetry for more than a month, so it is better to write a poem."

Thoughts on bamboo?

Knowing that this must be Jia Dairu's test for him, he looked at the cuizhu in front of him. Jia Qiong pondered.

Under the storm and snow last night, the emerald green bamboo body has not been bent, and there are no broken branches and remnants of bamboo around it.

Pacing left and right, I know a little bit about the poems about bamboo, and I can recite a few nonsense poems, but I may not be satisfied with my husband.

I don't know why Mr. is comparing with me, Lan is due to the fruit, there must be a cause.

If it's an ordinary exam, it doesn't matter, if it's an opportunity, it's a pity to miss it.

What I lack most now is connections and reputation, but now that I am still young, my connections are not urgent for the time being.

But reputation is not too much, if it is famous, contact with Shilin can also be more popular, and he is a martial artist, naturally not liked by civil officials, if he is famous, it should be relatively easy in his career.

Even if it really doesn't work in the end, at most, with the name of Wuxun, to be a Confucian commander, you don't have to charge into battle like a general. In the future, I still have to learn the art of war.

And the couplet on the door of the clan college. Mr. must also have his own relatives and friends, and it is very likely that he is from Donglin Academy.

It's also great if you can borrow it, and even if you can't use it, it won't have much impact, and you can spread your reputation.

It should not be hated by people, if it is really hated, at most learn from that hurt Zhongyong. can also be like Uncle Liu Huang's Taoguang and obscurity, so it is not impossible to study in a low-key manner.

looked at the cuizhu in front of him again, since the advantages outweigh the disadvantages, and there are not necessarily drawbacks, it is better to be a blockbuster.

Borrowing the poems of Zhu Yongzhi, it should be the bamboo and stone of Banqiao Gong in the previous life. might as well be a copyist, and besides, Zheng Banqiao is still a hundred years away from being born, and when he can write poems, he will only feel that I am his confidant, and he doesn't know that I copied him.

Then he took two more steps forward, and Fang Yin:

"Insist that the green mountains are not relaxed, and the roots are in the broken rocks.

Thousands of blows are still strong, and the wind blows from east to west, north and south. ”

When Jia Dairu heard this, he put down the broom, glanced at Jia Qiong deeply, sighed softly, and said for a while, "It's a good one that is still strong after a thousand blows, and the wind is blowing." ”

"Brother Qiong, Dongzhu is proud of the snow and frost, but the snow is falling, hard to resist snow, and it is better to bend than bend, and it will eventually be crushed by the snow.

It is best to learn to bend after the snow falls, wait for the day, and wait until the snow melts and falls to the ground to moisten the root system, but it will thrive and stand tall as before.

Or maybe you need to find someone like the old man to take care of you, and you can grow up freely, and when the snow is long, you will be able to dust off some of the snow for you, so that you can bear more snow in the future. ”

"Brother Qiong, I have seen people quite accurately in my life, and I have never made a big mistake in you, being kind to others, but not being kind to others; Do things tactfully and without breaking the rules; There is always a peerless independence, smiling at the changes in the world, and I am alone. ”

"But I never thought you were such a fierce man, a man who knows poetry. This is quite inappropriate for you to be an official in the future, and it is best to keep the strength in your bones, and it is best for you to act normally. ”

"To be able to stretch and bend, and to rely on it, as long as you keep the roots, you will not deviate from your heart! If you stay in the green mountains, you are not afraid of no firewood. ”

"People, you have to huddle together to keep warm, the clan actually treats you well."

"Thank you grandfather for her teachings, and Qiong'er has benefited a lot." Jia Qiong took a deep look.

Hearing this, Jia Dairu was stunned for a moment, glanced at Jia Qiong meaningfully, and then stroked his beard and laughed, "This is very good, Brother Qiong, you are a talent that can be created." As far as I'm concerned, you're flexible enough to rank among the top five in the Jia family. The ingenuity and intelligence are unmatched in the Jia family, even in the torrent of history, they can be among the best. ”

"With this verse, I am very optimistic about you, and with my knowledge I can no longer teach you better. The day before yesterday, I and Cun Zhou of Xifu already said that you and Zhu Ge'er should worship the prince of the country and Master Li Shouzhong as a teacher. Lord Li Shouzhong will go to the Rong Mansion as a guest tonight, so you can go with me early in the afternoon. ”

"With your intelligence, as long as Master Li sits down and studies hard, it will be easy for those eight-strand articles in the imperial examination."

"My Jia family has you and other two unicorns, and they will definitely make the clan go to the next level."

At this time, Jia Qiong realized that Jia Dairu was not to test him, but to test his heart. Is it worth the clan to invest in him.

His performance of being inseparable from these little hairy children for more than a year made Jia Dairu a little worried. But I'm just showing that I'm upright, and I'm not cold-hearted.

But I'm really not separated from the Jia family! It's just that I really can't play with this group of little hairy kids. My soul is in my thirties, and I'm already running for four.

Jia Qiong couldn't help but shout in her heart.

Although I don't know why Jia Dairu has this right, it now means that the Jia family may invest in himself.

Leaving the courtyard, I looked at the trees in the distance, the earth white, and the houses covered in snow.