The sixteenth year of the Jin calendar is also the sixteenth year of the auspicious day crossing.

When he was three years old, he finally accepted his fate, his family was not an idle prince, but an ordinary peasant under the rule of Junling Township, Houze County, relying on two acres of thin fields and two jujube trees for food.

When he was six years old, his family sent him to the house of Chen Yuan to graze cattle, just to lose a mouth to eat. During the New Year's holidays, the auspicious days do not go back, and the food in Chen's house is better than that in the countryside, but my mother will always come to the house to send newly sewn clothes, and on auspicious days, I will also take the bacon and sausages I usually save to my mother to eat.

It was raining lightly, and the oxen were resting on the ground. Ji Ri pillowed the belly of the cow, nibbled on a small piece of dead dough cake, slowly softened it in his mouth, and then chewed it open with his teeth. Rao is like this, it is difficult to swallow half a cake without a pot of water.

"It's a good start...... Hate me for being full of economic prosperity and useless place! ”

"The great Dajin, why don't you even have a steamer, isn't the steamed bun fragrant?"

Although it is not good to eat, it is not easy to survive, and life always has to be adapted slowly.

Thinking of the privileged life in his previous life, the past when he accompanied Chen Wen, the son of Chen Mansion, and Miss Chen Li to study a few years ago, and now he is still a stable day, he picked up a branch, scratched it on the ground for a while, and still looked into the distance.

At this time, the housekeeper Chen Nian ran over and shouted to Jiri: "Ah Ri, your father is critically ill, go home quickly!" ”

Ji Ri stood up and ran home without even asking. The housekeeper Chen Nian shook his head, not knowing whether he was reckless or pitiful for his misery.

When Chen Nian was leading the cow and preparing to go back to Chen's house, he accidentally saw crooked words on the ground, but it was a poem "Qingyu Case":

Raindrops spread over the new Huze. Fireworks laughing, clear water. Kasumi Light Cage. Miscellaneous clothes, carriages and horses, warm wine and guest pouring.

The idle chess is settled, and the ink marks are fresh. The cow on the side of the pillow is shallow in the mud. Jiayan people give, the river is Qinghaiyan, and the stars sleep with me.

"A cowherd is not good at herding cows, and he has copied a poem!"

Chen Nian is used to seeing strong winds and waves, and he has seen a lot of dead people, but it feels fresh for the cowherd to write poems. After bringing the cow back to Chen's house, he communicated with Chen Yuanwai: "Master, the auspicious day has already known the news and is rushing to the door." ”

Chen Yuanwai sighed and said: "The death and life of parents is a great disaster, and the child goes straight home on an auspicious day, which shows his filial piety!" ”

Chen Nian saw that the old man praised the auspicious day, and immediately echoed: "Master, this doll on the auspicious day is really good, and when she herds cattle, she also copies poems for self-entertainment, and she is also easy to learn." ”

Chen Yuanwai felt a little funny, what kind of poetry does a cowherd know? But it was more or less a pastime, so he asked Chen Nian to tell him the poems.

"Old slave, I can't remember so many words, so I just remember a sentence about the Xia Hui Light Cage Wenli Academy, I think it has something to do with the young master."

After Chen Nian finished speaking, Chen Yuanwai fell into deep contemplation. As a big family on the one side of the Won Ze, he was even more familiar with the scriptures after returning to the field, but this poem was unheard of.

"Master, it's raining heavily, be careful of catching a cold."

Chen Nian said, closing the doors and windows. Chen Yuanwai looked at the dense raindrops outside, and suddenly felt his heart beat.

"Isn't this poem written by the little doll of Ji Ri? Xia Hui Light Cage Wenli Academy, is to say that the descendants of my Chen family have their own heavenly family, well, it won't be wrong, after Wen'er came back from the war, it was just right to borrow a talent to ask for a name! ”

After a five-hour journey of fifty miles, my father came home on an auspicious day, and his father had only breathed out but not in. The mother on the side also cried breathlessly.

"Mother! Dad, what's wrong, I was fine when I came back two months ago! ”

The mother spoke intermittently for a long time, and it was only on the auspicious day that she understood what was going on.

It turned out that it would be the birthday of the Queen Mother, and hundreds of officials offered gifts, and Gan Lin wanted to show his face when he was ordered by Ze County, so he levied taxes. Two acres of thin land at home is the lifeblood of subsistence, where is there any surplus grain to supply?

My father pleaded with the officers and soldiers to no avail, and was beaten violently, but he didn't expect to lie in bed and be sick. Mother invited Lang Zhong in the village to see a doctor, Lang Zhong sighed, and he had to prepare for the future as soon as possible.

"Son, don't be impulsive, Nagan County Commander is a parent official, and we can't afford to mess with it. You have three long and two short, how can you live for your mother! ”

The mother was silent for a long time when she saw the auspicious day, afraid that he would be arrogant, so she hurriedly wiped away her tears and advised her son.

"Mother, don't worry, I'm not so stunned. Dad, the child is not filial, can not save your old man's net worth, if there is a chance in the future, will definitely let the surname Gan not die well! ”

When his father, who was lying on the bed, heard the words of Ji Ri, he couldn't help but shed two lines of tears, closed his eyes and went west.

Ji Ri turned his head and said to his mother: "Mother, now that most of the land is buried by my father today, let's sell the two acres of land and go to Chen Yuanwai, we can't afford to toss the county order again!" ”

At this time, the mother had long lost her opinion and had to follow her son's idea.

On an auspicious day, he went out and released the news of betraying his father, and then went to the carpenter in the village to order a thin-skinned coffin.

"Uncle Zhu, please help with the coffin. One more thing, do you know how to weave bamboo strips? ”

Zhu Tianqi, who was lying on the bamboo chair, couldn't hold his face a little, and said: "I only have a funeral at your home, and I said a word of nonsense, who doesn't say that my Zhu carpenter's craftsmanship is good, and it will be difficult for me to make a bamboo strip?" ”

Ji Ri scratched his head and said, "Uncle Zhu, I'm sorry, please make a flat-bottomed bamboo cage after beating the coffin, make it taller, and add a lid." ”

"How big?"

"Three feet round, five inches high."

Zhu Tianqi jumped up from his chair and asked, "Boy, do you know how much it costs to weave such a big bamboo cage?" You have the money to order a good coffin for your father! ”

Ji Ri gritted his teeth and said: "The dead will be sent, and the living will be alive, I will sell the family's field, the money must be enough, you can do it!" ”

After Ji Ri finished speaking, he turned and left. Zhu Tianqi sighed: "Don't you feel sorry for the cub to sell Yetian......"

On the auspicious day of leaving the carpenter's house, he rushed to Chen Yuanwai's house, and when he arrived, he fell directly to the ground.

"Master, my father died of illness, and we want to find a way to live, please be merciful!"

When the housekeeper heard about it, he called the auspicious day in and led him to the living room to see the master.

"O auspicious day, you have been in my house for more than ten years, why do you talk like that? Now that your family is in trouble, how can I sit idly by? Say, is there a lack of silver taels for funerals? ”

Ji Ri shook his head and said: "Master, I sold my family's land, made coffins, and paid taxes, but my mother couldn't live, so I dared to ask you for an errand and take care of your family's food, you give me a pound of wheat, and I will give you nine taels of bread, just to survive!" ”

Chen Yuanwai was angry and funny, and asked: "On an auspicious day, do you know how much flour comes out of a pound of wheat?" ”

"Eight taels."

"Then you give me nine taels of bread, where does that one or two come from?"

"I have my own way, and I will never lack two pounds or two!"

Chen Yuanwai sighed and said, "If you don't want to say, I don't have to ask." But if you want to get this errand, I want you to have one thing, can you give it up? ”

Ji Ri gritted his teeth and said, "As long as you don't make money and kill yourself, why don't you give up?" ”

Chen Yuanwai laughed and said: "A few days ago, you wrote a poem about herding cattle, and if you write it well, I will promise you the errand you want to beg!" ”