Someone greeted him, and after a few more casual words, he didn't delay much, and after a few words, he rushed home again.

After arriving home, the two elders of the Mo family couldn't rest, they sat in the house all day and didn't do anything for the past ten days, and they were very uncomfortable sitting all over the body, and they would get home, and they didn't want to sit anymore for a moment, and they breathed a long sigh of relief after getting out of the carriage, "These ten days can suffocate me."

Du Shi walked out, "Isn't it easy to play in Jingli? Why are you still suffocating?"

Song Nanzhi replied, "I don't do anything every day, and my bones are going to fall apart."

The two who couldn't be idle got out of the carriage and began to pack up the things they bought, stayed in the capital for more than ten days, went out for a few walks, and bought some things back each time, plus bought some paper money back in the county, there were still two big bags, after packing up the things, they took Mo Ziyun to the grave of Mo Cong and his wife to comfort them in the spirit of heaven.

Although I still feel sad that my son and daughter-in-law and my own granddaughter are gone, I have avenged my grievances, and the bad guys have also been punished, and I have received some comfort.

When she arrived at the grave, Mo Ziyun took the initiative to kneel in front of the grave of Mo Cong and his wife without Mo Tingyu and Song Nanzhi's instructions, "Daddy, the bad guy who harmed you has been arrested, and it won't be long before the officials in the capital will cut off his head and ask him to pay for your life."

"Rest in peace, Daddy!" After Mo Ziyun finished speaking, she kowtowed to the grave in front of her upright.

After returning home after the worship, taking advantage of the fact that there was no class today, Mo Ziyun began to record some of the daily teachings of Guozijian that he asked when chatting with Fang Ji, and prepared to use them in future teaching.

After writing two large pages, he put down his pen, and after moving his wrist, he went to find Murong Qingyuan.

When the three members of the Mo family were not at home, Murong Qingyuan undoubtedly became the head of the Mo family, and the three members of the Qiao family would always come to him to ask him about things that they couldn't get acquitted, even Mo Li would ask him to decide everything.

Murong Qingyuan took good care of this home every day, and got up early every day to check the newly repaired house, and looked at it three times a day, just like Mo Tingyu at home, not only checked the construction of the house, but also didn't care about the crops in the field, although he didn't go to see it every day, but in the past ten days, he also went to the field to look around in the field where the crops were planted. Only the fields planted with cloud grass are still the same as before, and they are visited every day.

However, when he went to see Yun Yingcao, he no longer went alone, he either took Huang Rui or Li Hu with him every day, in short, one of the two must accompany him to check Yun Yingcao.

At this time, he was looking at the book, and when he saw Mo Ziyun looking for it, he put down the book in his hand, "Are you done writing?" Knowing that she was writing, I thought that I would come over after I had finished writing.

"I'm done." Mo Ziyun replied, "How are you studying on your own for the past few days?"

The godfather stayed in Beijing with his grandmother for almost ten days, and these ten days were all based on his own reading and studying, and if he didn't participate in the upcoming children's life test, she wouldn't care about the ten days.

"I think it's okay, when my uncle was not at home, I reviewed all the lessons I had learned before, and I also read the annotated Analects."

"After reviewing the past, do you have any new understanding?"

"There are some new realizations."

"That's good." Then he said, "Brother Qingyuan, who do you think I saw when I went to the capital?"

"It can't be the emperor, right?" It is easy to see big officials in the capital, and if you go to Dali Temple to complain, you will see officials, so Murong Qingyuan directly guessed a higher existence than officials.

Mo Ziyun was speechless, "You really know how to guess!" Then he immediately said, "If the emperor is so easy to see, I will definitely go to sue the emperor."

"And who do you see?" Murong Qingyuan didn't guess anymore, and asked directly.

"Grandpa Fang's son is working as a teaching assistant in Guozijian, and Uncle Fang knew that you were going to take the college exam, so he gave me some lecture notes from Guozijian and some practice papers that Guozijian students usually do."

Mo Ziyun not only asked about the daily teaching of Guozijian, but the students of Guozijian did not have to take the road of the imperial examination except for those who had titles to inherit at home, but they all had to take the road of the imperial examination, but they did not have to start the examination from childhood, they started directly from the college examination, and after the college examination, they were the identity of Xiucai.

How could Mo Ziyun give up such a good opportunity, pretending to be curious, and after asking about the daily life of Guozijian, she told her brother that she was about to take the children's exam, and then began to ask questions about the exam, and by the way, she wanted some handouts and practice papers.

Put the handouts and exercise papers in front of Murong Qingyuan, "Brother Qingyuan, you try to do it."

Murong Qingyuan replied, "Okay, after that, he opened the practice paper and picked up the pen and wrote."

When Murong Qingyuan wrote, Mo Ziyun was by his side, and when he finished writing, he took it.

After taking Murong Qingyuan and writing the test paper, Mo Ziyun discussed it with him, saying that it was a discussion, but in fact it was explaining it one by one.

Murong Qingyuan had long been accustomed to her explanations, and her way of thinking was different from that of others.

After listening to it, he said, "I'll answer again."

Mo Ziyun nodded: "Okay, you answer first, and we'll discuss it after answering."

I only went home today, and I haven't started class yet, while there is still time, Mo Ziyun wrote the courseware for tomorrow's class, first hurry up and make up for the delayed class, and play for a few days, and I have to review what I said before, so as not to forget them in the past few days.

The brother and sister are one answering questions and the other writing courseware, and they are busy with each other.

When the courseware was finished, he checked the questions that Murong Qingyuan answered again, and this time the answers were naturally better than last time, Mo Ziyun praised: "Brother Qingyuan, this is a test question in the college exam, you can answer it so well now, the exam must be fine." I wanted to say that I would definitely be able to get into the show, but I was afraid that it would increase the pressure on him, although he was very smart, but in the end he was still young.

After dinner, Mo Ziyun checked Han Chunlin, Li Linsong and Mo Li's homework in the past few days. Thankfully, they did a good job of doing all the homework they had left behind.

After checking their homework, let the three of them preview tomorrow's lesson.

When the three of them were previewing, Song Nanzhi walked over, "Are you still studying?"

They previewed, Mo Ziyun didn't have anything to do, just reading a book casually on the side, and saw grandma coming over, "Is there anything wrong with grandma?"

"I discussed it with your father, our family has been doing a lot recently, and I am always bothering your godfather, Uncle Land, Uncle Cai, and a few of them, and now that the affairs of the family have been dealt with, I want to invite them to come to the house for a meal."

"Long time eating? I'm going to ask my godfather."

Han Chunlin had already put down the book in his hand when Song Nanzhi came to speak, and when Mo Ziyun finished saying that she went to invite, he also said, "I'll go back and tell my father and mother."

Song Nanzhi looked at Han Chunlin and pursed his lips and smiled, "Okay, when we discuss the time, you can go back and tell your father and mother."

After saying to Han Chunlin, he turned his head to look at Mo Ziyun, "I didn't prepare anything today, I thought I would go to the county tomorrow to buy some things and come back, and invite them to come over for dinner the day after tomorrow."

"It's a pity that I'm going to give a lesson to Brother Chunlin and Brother Dagang tomorrow, otherwise I will accompany Grandma to the county to buy something."

"You're busy, I'll go with your Aunt Du, I'll discuss with her what to buy."

"Okay, grandma, you can buy more vegetables tomorrow, buy more meat and come back, Daddy's business is a big deal, we have to thank Godfather, Uncle Rich, Uncle Rich."

"This still needs to be said, your father and I are still thinking that tomorrow when your eldest brother Changhu and they go to Beijing to deliver duck and meat, and then send some luncheon meat, roast duck and roast rabbit to Lord Fang, let them taste it too, if it weren't for his help this time, our family wouldn't be able to avenge this grievance."

"This time, Brother Changhu will help us deliver it, and next time when the time for the execution is set, we will personally send some luncheon meat and duck to Grandpa Fang, and thank them in person."

"Okay, I won't bother you, you guys are busy!"

After Song Nanzhi left, Han Chunlin became active, "I'll go back and tell my father and mother about dinner."

Mo Ziyun grabbed him, "What are you anxious about? I can't leave until I'm done previewing."

"Okay!" Han Chunlin, who was pulled, had to sit back on the bench obediently and continue to read.

Although Han Chunlin had already gone back to tell his father and mother about the meal, Song Nanzhi was still in the first place

The next morning, I went to Han's house and told Yu Silian about tomorrow's dinner.

"Auntie, you're too polite, we're all a family, thank you!" Yu Silian said after Song Nanzhi said that he would invite him to dinner tomorrow.

"If it weren't for Shuxian remembering his father this time, it would have been up to me and his father, I'm afraid that we wouldn't be able to find justice for his father and mother in this life."

"The surname Huang has done too many bad things, this time God finally has eyes to accept him, and in the future, there will be less scourge of him in Beijing, and when we go to Beijing, we can rest assured when we walk on the road."

"It's not, the surname Huang is very bold, he doesn't give money when he buys things, he beats people at every turn, the people in Beijing are afraid of him, and if he is less of this scourge in the future, Jingli will have to live in peace."

Song Nanzhi and Yu Silian chatted a few words and then walked to Li Youdi's house, Li Youdi, Li Youcai, Li Youshu, and Li Yougui all shouted next to each other, and after shouting the people to be invited, they walked to the county with Qiao Yulian's mother Du Shi.

After Song Nanzhi left, Mo Ziyun also went to Han's house after giving lessons to a few babies, and waited for Han Shuxian to enter the study after giving Murong Qingyuan a lesson, "Godfather."

Looking at Mo Ziyun who came into the room, she smiled and said, "Mr. Xiao is out of class?"

Mo Ziyun had already been sharpened by these words, and replied with a smile, "Well, class is over."

"Godfather, I'm looking for you for something!"

"What's the matter?"

"Godfather, Uncle Xie's academy needs a lot of paper, can we make paper and sell it to him?"

"You want to make paper?"

Mo Ziyun nodded, "After there is a paper mill in the village, you will be able to earn more income, and everyone will earn more money, and your life will be better."

I'm not sure if she has come up with a way to make paper again, because Murong Qingyuan is still in the study, he can't ask directly, so he only said, "It's not easy to find someone who knows how to make paper."

"Uncle Xie must know that he wants to buy paper, and he must be very familiar with the people in the paper workshop, so we asked Uncle Xie how to make paper."

After listening to Mo Ziyun's whimsy, Han Shuxian smiled, this is what a child should say!

Say whatever comes to mind, without having to think about interests and secrets that cannot be made public.

Han Shuxian also doted on her, she thought about the village, how could he veto, so he also thought about going to Xie Wenhua and asking by the way, "It just so happens that your Uncle Xie is in the county bookstore these days, and I will go to you Uncle Xie in two days to ask."

"I want to go too!" Mo Ziyun said. Everything is a secret in ancient times, and Mo Ziyun knows very well that she can't ask anything if she goes, but she has to go, because if you don't go, you won't be able to make paper.