Chapter 2 What a Father and Son! (Ask for collection, ask for recommendation, ask for follow-up)
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Master Yu's craftsmanship must still be there, I saw him take out a very old-looking deerskin bag from his arms, and carefully opened it, and there were some small hooks, small sticks, small hammers, small chisels made of brass, and some tools that Wang Zhongxiao couldn't name.
I saw Master Yu take out a tool made of copper wire from it, poke it lightly in the keyhole of the copper lock, and then turned around, and then heard a soft click, and the copper lock opened.
"Second Young Master, what do you think of my craft?" Master Yu was quite proud, and asked with a smile.
When Wang Zhongxiao saw that the copper lock was opened, he said impatiently: "Okay, good craftsmanship...... Quick, quick, give me the box! ”
As he spoke, Second Young Master Wang took the box containing a lot of silver tickets from Master Yu's hand, then lifted the lid again, stared at the beads of his eyes and looked inside, and immediately laughed: "Haha, Aunt Nine really didn't lie to me, they are all tickets from the old Fan family...... One hundred taels a piece, redeem it with a ticket! ”
Then, Wang Daxiaozi put the box on the table again, then took out a thick stack of silver tickets from it, and counted it with a satisfied face, "Two, four, six, eight, ten......"
Master Yu on the side saw Wang Zhongxiao counting the money, and he was a little worried, so he kindly reminded: "Second young master, don't take too much, it will be bad if the master knows." ”
Wang Zhongxiao ignored him, he didn't stop counting until twenty, and put the remaining silver tickets on the table, and then took out two silver tickets with a smile and stuffed them to Master Yu, "Master, one hundred taels is for you, and the remaining one hundred taels are for Wang Mazi and Xiao Lizi!" ”
Master Yu hurriedly shook his head, and at the same time reached out to take the silver ticket and held it in his hand, "Don't, don't want it, I don't dare to ask for it...... This thing is going to leak the soup, I can't eat it and walk around! ”
"It's okay!" Wang Zhongxiao put away the silver tickets, took out a stack of white paper that had been cut out and stuffed it into the box, and then put the remaining twenty or thirty silver tickets on the white paper, and then said with a smile, "Isn't this invisible?" ”
"This, this ......" Master Yu couldn't cry or laugh, "how long can this be hidden?" ”
Wang Zhongxiao snorted: "You don't need to hide it for long, aren't I going to Beijing to pick one?" When I become a royal guard and win the favor of the little emperor, will the old thing still care about these two thousand taels of silver? ”
What he said was a confident person, as if he would be able to become the henchman of the little emperor Kangxi after going to Beijing.
But Master Yu remembered something at this time, and reminded with a frown: "Second Young Master, although the little emperor was in charge last year, it is still Master Ao who has the final say in the court. This Ao Taishi's door is not easy to walk! ”
Of course, Ao Taishi is the first Baturu in Manchuria, the minister of Gu Ming, and a first-class public Ao who beats a hundred people!
Some novels in later generations gave Ao Bai the official title of "Shaobao", but in fact, the biggest civil official Ao Bai served was Taishi, which was older than Shaobao. In the history of the Qing Dynasty, there were two Taishi in the Communist Party, one was Aobai and the other was Curb Bilong.
Hearing the name of Aobai, Wang Zhongxiao couldn't help but laugh wickedly...... No, it's "Zhongxiao" who got up.
Ao worships this old thing is notoriously annoying, even if he deceives the king, the most hateful thing is that he is not very greedy for money, nor is he very lustful, and he is also famous for being more serious, that is really to love the country of the Xinjueluo family as his own family...... It is no wonder that the little emperor suspected that he was going to seek a usurpation of the throne.
When Wang Zhongxiao was thinking about something good, Wang Mazi and Xiao Lizi suddenly shouted loudly outside the window.
"Hello to Daddy!"
"My nephew has seen my uncle!"
Hearing the shouts of the two, Wang Zhongxiao and Master Yu's faces changed.
"It's broken! The old thing is back......" Wang Zhongxiao quickly reacted, he hurriedly stuffed the silver ticket into his arms, then picked up the box and put it on the shelf, and said to Master Yu, "Master Yu, hurry up and put the books back!" ”
Master Yu also had no idea, so he had to answer, and then hurriedly put the few books on the table back on the bookshelf and covered the box again. However, it didn't all come back, and there was one missing, because Wang Zhongxiao had already taken it and sat down seriously behind the desk and was ready to work hard.
But when Wang Zhongxiao opened the book and just wanted to read it, he found that something was wrong, what he got in his hand was the illustrated version of "Golden Vase Plum"! Not to mention, the painting is very good, using the brushwork of iron line white drawing, which is very collectible at a glance. He was about to change a book to work on when he remembered the crunch of his feet on the stairs.
Needless to say, it must be the old thing Wang Fuchen who came up!
Wang Zhongxiao knew that it was too late to change the book, so he simply didn't change it, and directly took the "Golden Vase Plum" to read the "Four Books and Five Classics"!
Although the "True King Zhongxiao" is a gentleman with well-developed limbs, doesn't it happen that he has just changed a new soul now? This is the soul of a newcomer with ideals, morality, culture, and discipline, and this soul has served the people for many years before his death...... He is well versed in the golden mean.
Wang Zhongxiao thought about it for a while, and the "Mean" in the "Four Books and Five Classics" came, only to see him shaking his head and shaking his head, and he said: "Zi once said: The gentleman is moderate, and the villain is anti-modest." The gentleman is also the mean, and the gentleman is in the middle; The villain is mean, and the villain is unscrupulous......"
"Huh? This little bunny is really studying! Is he reading the Analects? ”
Before Wang Zhongxiao finished reading his article "The Mean", he saw a dignified-looking man and a round Humpty Dumpty man walking up the stairs one after the other.
Of course, this big man is the "Living Lu Bu" Wang Fuchen!
Live Lu Bu! Of course, there is nothing to say about his appearance, with Wang Zhongxiao, he is a big man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a straight nose and a wide mouth, although he has been in the army for many years, but that face is not tanned no matter how much he is tanned, and he does not have any pimples, and he can still be regarded as a crown of jade.
This Wang Fuchen and Wang Zhongxiao are father and son at first glance, they are carved out of a mold, but Wang Fuchen looks a little older, about forty years old, and he still has a very gentleman's beard.
And that Wang Jizhen is a little crooked, not following Wang Zhongxiao, he is a round short and fat man, with a small nose and small eyes, and he always looks happy. Now when I heard my father's question, I smiled and said, "Daddy, the second brother reads "The Mean". ”
"The mean? The golden mean? As Wang Fuchen spoke, he found a chair and sat down.
Wang Jizhen patiently taught his father: "Daddy, "The Mean" is one of the four books, and the other three are "The University", "The Analects" and "Mencius". ”
"Oh, that's what the Four Books mean." Wang Fuchen nodded, looking humble and studious.
Wang Zhongxiao didn't want his brother to continue to teach his father here - in case that father was taught to be interested, if he wanted to take "The Mean" to watch, it would be obvious. So he hurriedly handed the "Golden Vase Plum" in his hand to Master Yu and asked him to put it back in place, and then got up and saluted his father: "The child is loyal and filial, please say hello to his father." ”
Wang Fuchen glanced at his son, who was tall and strong, and asked with a smile: "Second child, why did you remember to study hard?" Didn't you lose to Wu Shijue in the last martial arts competition, and you lost the courage to lose, and you don't want to be a martial artist anymore? ”
Hearing Wang Fuchen mention "martial arts" and "Wu Shijue", Wang Zhongxiao was full of anger...... It was in that competition with Wu Guogui's son Wu Shijue that he fell off the horse and smashed his head, so he changed his soul.
Although his soul has changed, Wang Zhongxiao still can't help but be angry when he thinks of this Wu Shijue! It's too unrighteous to give such a heavy hand to a martial artist!
Thinking of this, Wang Zhongxiao's face sank, and he exhaled angrily: "Daddy, the child is not afraid of that Wu Shijue, the last time was just negligence, and the next time he compared, he will be beaten to the ground!" ”
Wang Fuchen laughed: "This is my son of Ma Harrier!" ”
Wang Zhongxiao saw that his father didn't find anything wrong with him, so he changed his words and said: "Daddy, although the child is still a martial artist, he also has to read some books, so that he can pick a Bai Tang'a in this autumn's selection." ”
"Isn't it just a worship Tang Ah, can you still pick it up with your martial arts?" Wang Fuchen didn't care, "But it's good to read more books, maybe you can follow the path of a pen writer in the future." ”
"That's what Daddy taught." Wang Zhongxiao said, "Daddy, my child thought you were quiet here, so he came here to study. Now that you're back, go back to the little study. ”
Wang Fuchen nodded, and said to Wang Jizhen: "Boss, you go back to him with the second child, tell him about the matter of worshipping Tang A, and then explain what you should pay attention to after returning to Beijing?" Beijing is not as good as Qujing, you have to be a man with your tail between your legs! As he spoke, he glared at Wang Zhongxiao again, "At the feet of the Son of Heaven, you can't just look at whose maid is handsome and go to tease...... At that time, it will not be a matter of letting the owner of the family beat him up! ”
When Wang Zhongxiao heard this, his cheeks turned red, and he hurriedly saluted: "Yes, Daddy, the child knows." ”
It turned out that there was a reason why he asked Wu Shijue to beat him......
Wang Jizhen also said: "Daddy, the child has retired." ”
Wang Fuchen smiled and waved his hand: "Go, go, go!" Then he said to the master, "Haitian, it's not too early, you can go back too." ”
"Dong Weng, the student has also quit."
Seeing his two sons and a master go downstairs together, Wang Fuchen slowly got up from his chair, walked to the bookshelf, took down the "Golden Vase Plum" and a few books on the left and right sides, and then took out the mahogany box placed in the back.
The box was quickly opened, Wang Fuchen stretched out his hand and took out the silver tickets inside, and then counted them one by one, and naturally found those white papers behind the counting, only to see his face sank, and scolded in a low voice: "Little rabbit cub, take the money to gamble ...... again"