Guobei County, a suburb of the county

Walking out of the city, whether it is the people hiking and playing, or the young masters hunting and racing horses, they have to pass through a small octagonal pavilion.

The name of the pavilion is called Jiuyuan Pavilion.

The bookcase rests on his lap, holding a book in his hand, and the scholar sits on the steps of the pavilion, holding a pen in his hand, and sketches on the book in front of his face from time to time.

He looked like he was waiting for someone.

For a moment the squeak of the carriage swayed came from a distance, accompanied from time to time by the whipping of the horses and the shouts of people.

chirping

The carriage stopped not far from the scholar.

The scholar glanced up at the carriage, took out a small curtain made of bamboo from the bookcase, put the pen in his hand, rolled it, put it back in the bookcase with the book in his hand, patted the ash on the pen, and stood up.

The curtain was lifted, and a beautifully dressed, pink, white and black woman got out of the car under the service of the groom.

"You're waiting for me here. The woman commanded the groom.

Lifting the Luo skirt, the woman walked in the direction of the scholar, looking at the person approaching in front of her, the scholar's face did not have any expression, he stood straight with his hands behind his back, and his feet in cloth shoes turned out from time to time.

Three years ago

"Father and son, husband and wife. Brother is a friend, brother is a friend. Scholars in gray robes weave between futons on the ground, teaching a group of children who are sitting upright.

"Father and son, husband...", the children who were sitting in the precarious position were reading with the scholar with serious faces.

"Reading, don't you want to plant?" Turning his gaze away from the scroll in his hand, the scholar looked out of the door of the private school, his heavy eyebrows trembling.

In these years, such a situation is not uncommon, sparsely populated families, seven or eight-year-old children have to learn to do farm work, among the parents of these children, most of them feel that reading is not as useful as farming, after all, the masters of the middle lift are all under the care of Wenqu Xing, they don't believe that their muddy life can have such a blessing.

The man who spoke outside the door was called Lao Niu, and he was a farmer.

The man next to Lao Niu is his son, the calf.

The scholar raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, and continued to recite in his mouth: "Elder and younger, friends and friends." The king is respectful, and the minister is loyal. ”

“... Respect, ministers are loyal. ”

The commotion outside the house soon calmed down.

The calf was taken away by the old cow.

On the second, third, and fourth days, Maverick never came to the private school.

All the way to the fifth day

"Sir...", a timid voice sounded outside the private school.

Outside, a girl dressed in coarse cloth and with two braids, looked to be about fifteen or sixteen years old.

The scholar looked at the children below him and said, "Keep reading, and when I come back later, everyone will come to me for class. As he spoke, the scholar picked up the ring ruler and slapped it twice in the air, and went out.

The chanting in the room was incessant.

"Sir, I'm Maverick's sister. Seeing the scholar go out, the girl took a step forward and began to introduce herself.

The scholar saw that the left side of the girl's face was red and swollen, and his brows couldn't help but squeeze.

"My father asked me to come and tell you that my brother will not come to Mengxue in the future. After the girl finished speaking, she bowed to the scholar and prepared to turn and leave.

A hint of displeasure flashed across her face, "What's the matter with your face?" the scholar asked, stopping the girl who was leaving.

"It's okay," the girl didn't want to talk about, turned and ran away.

Looking at the direction in which the girl ran away, the scholar narrowed his eyes.

At night

"Lao Niu, how about it, let your daughter be my son's concubine, and keep her eating and drinking spicy food from now on. The man in a copper-colored silk shirt was talking to the old cow with an arrogant face at this time.

The person who spoke was surnamed Qian, and the one who opened the money bank and pawnshop was the richest landlord in the ten villages and eight shops.

The land of the old Niu family is owned by the rich man, and he usually only rents it to the Niu family to plant, in this small town, the rich man's family can definitely say that he wants the wind to be windy, to rain and rain, according to common sense, it is impossible for him to talk nonsense with this farmer surnamed Niu.

The son of a rich man is a fool, and those who are on the right side of his family are worried that after their daughter marries, they will be wronged if they marry a fool, so the young master of the rich man's family is still a single.

The rich man saw that the daughter of the old Niu family was also handsome, young, and innocent, so he had the idea of marrying this girl to his son as a concubine.

For this matter, the girl was unwilling, the calf was unwilling, and the old cow was full of happiness.

You must know that this tax is in the hands of the rich man, and people can raise it if they want to, and if they don't want to collect it, they won't collect it, which can make life much better.

In a girl always has to marry, even if she marries a fool, she still becomes a concubine. But it's also more cost-effective than marrying a farmer in those fields.

The financial gifts given by the rich people can also make themselves and their sons live a good life in an instant, and from then on they will get out of the loess and sit on the master.

Seeing that this fool has been difficult to find a house in recent years, when his daughter gives birth to a boy to the Qian family, won't all the family wealth fall into his own hands.

After hearing the rich man's words, Lao Niu nodded busily, while opening the tea canister at home, and picking the tea leaves that were still intact to brew, for fear of snubbing the rich man.

The old cow with a smile on his face quickly trotted and bowed down to offer the tea in his hand before the tea leaves in the cup were brewed.

Two fingers carried the tea handed by the old cow, the rich man frowned without a trace, smiled and stretched out his free hand to the shoulder of the old cow's daughter, and put the tea on the only table in the house, looking like he was going to take away the old cow's daughter tonight and achieve good things.

Smack!

"Treat your daughter as a cargo and keep your son from going to school, you are destined to be this fate in your life. ”

Someone outside the house was clapping their hands and saying loudly.

After Lao Niu heard this, his dark old face turned red and looked out of the house, and the rich man's hand also stopped in the air, and he turned his head in disbelief.

The candlelight in the room was not very strong, and the face of the person who could be illuminated just now, the scholar raised his eyebrows playfully, and his mouth moved:

"I'm here for a home visit, excuse me, guys. ”