Chapter Twenty-Eight: Wu Laosan

Early morning!

The east is shining with ten thousand rays of light, and the sun is rising red, like an iron pot with flames blazing.

Yawning, Wu Laosan walked slowly down the street carrying a flat burden, carrying a basket at both ends, and the basket was spread around the basket with coarse cloth, covered with a heavy layer of cloth, and what was hidden inside was a steaming baked cake.

Every morning in the streets and alleys to sell baked cakes, such a line Wu Laosan has been doing for more than 20 years, if nothing else, he will continue to do this line until his son takes over him, but Wu Laosan has his own little cleverness, he likes to come to the big family here to sell, the demand here has always been not small, plus his own craftsmanship also has two hits, less than the top, but more than the bottom, the life is stable.

Crunch, crunch, crunch, with the sound of the wooden door opening, the back door of the Zhou family slowly opened, an old wooden door had traces of damage in many places, the wooden door was pushed open The servant in Tsing Yi and a short shirt strode out, he was sturdy, the muscles of his arms were bulging, and he was holding a large handful of ropes.

Wu Laosan, who had just walked not far from the back door of the Zhou family, couldn't help but show curiosity, and behind the man holding the rope walked out a steward who was nearly fifty years old, his sideburns were snow-white, and his face was full of wrinkles, even in the Xianxia world, productivity was still low, ordinary people were not old and decrepit, and fifty was a long life for ordinary people, he said to the man in front of him, "While the young master didn't get up and didn't know, he threw things far away, and the lady of the province was sad when she saw it,"

"No," the man replied, and strode away with the rope in his arms.

Wu Laosan walked in front of the steward with the flat burden, lowered his body and put down the basket that the flat burden was carrying, rubbed his shoulders, and came to the steward in two or three steps.

"Didn't Wu Laosan tell you yesterday that there is no need to burn cakes in the house today," Steward Li's brows jumped slightly, and he shook his head slightly as he looked at the two baskets of baked cakes.

After saying that, Steward Li walked towards the back door by himself and didn't pay attention to Wu Laosan, his footsteps had just taken a step, Steward Li stopped, he turned around and said to Wu Laosan, "These baked cakes are all for Zhou Mansion, you didn't see anything just now, do you know?"

"I didn't see it, I didn't see it, I didn't see it," Wu Laosan hurriedly assured, he smiled and picked up the flat shoulder and followed Steward Li into the back door, for fear that Steward Li would regret it.

Handed over the money to Wu Laosan, sent Wu Laosan away, and watched Wu Laosan leave the Zhou Mansion, Zhou Shi walked to Steward Li's side slowly, she looked at the back door of the Zhou Mansion, "Can this person succeed?"

"Madam, don't worry, Wu Laosan has always been curious, and he has already aroused his curiosity just now, he will definitely ask Zhou Li, who just went out with the rope,"

"Zhou Liren has a shortcoming, as soon as he drinks too much, he will not have a door in his mouth, he will definitely tell everything he knows, Wu Laosan knows that it is almost the same as Wu'an County, and then I arrange the manpower to dare not say that everyone in Wu'an County knows it within three days, but everyone who should know will know," Steward Li explained slowly, he explained every step of his arrangement clearly, even if it was not the first time to explain, but he knew that his wife was uneasy in his heart, and he liked to listen to such words with peace of mind.

Steward Li's heart was complicated, every time he told the steps of the arrangement, he couldn't help but marvel in his heart, such a method opened his eyes, and the young master had the danger of mountains and rivers in his chest.

After Wu Laosan walked out of the Zhou Mansion with two baskets of baked cake money, he looked at the Zhou Mansion with a curious look, his heart was like a cat, which was scratching his heart with the cat's paws, making him itch to know why, his curiosity brought him more than one disaster, and he was beaten more than once by the family slaves, but he was repeatedly taught, but Wu Lao's three points of importance, such as money and other issues, he did not dare to inquire, waited for a while, saw Zhou Li come back, he immediately greeted him, and called at Zhou Li; "Brother Zhou, Brother Zhou made some money today, I'll go to Brother in a while,"

"Haole," Zhou Li responded, he and Wu Laosan are no strangers, Wu Laosan, who often delivers baked cakes to the last week, has always been Zhou Li in charge of reception, and the two have long been familiar with each other.

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On the second day, in the afternoon, the palace!

Wang Jian sat on a rattan chair, beside him was a towering mulberry tree, with dense branches and leaves, large and thick leaves, lush green like a canopy, leaving shade for Wang Jian to hide the light.

"Haotian God, the most profound and virtuous, the way of heaven and the hearts of the people, but the essence is sincere, the universe is created, widely spread, yin and yang, intricate, the emperor is extremely constitutional, allowed to hold the Chen, fortunately even, and the crowd!"

Lang Lang's recitation sound accompanied by Wang Jian's lips squirmed, slowly resounding in the courtyard, a book of the emperor's scriptures was read by him, the county examination is imminent, he also began to prepare carefully, the county examination can obtain the name of the child, although the name of the child is not forbidden to obtain the right to cultivate, but the child is the beginning of all the fame, if you want to get the show, it is inevitable to have the name of the child, which identifies the importance of the child, the child is like a key, for many students to open the door to the imperial examination.

A scholar walked slowly, came to Wang Jian's side, and stood still.

"Things in the world, where there are differences, are divided into two, first in the name of yin and yang, in general, and then in its concrete division, check its subjects, list the rules and regulations, each choose its own ability, according to its basis and do it, although it is difficult to be poor for all ages, or there is help or not, and be cautious and act, and the knowledge is confirmed, there is no special and no complaint, peaceful and free, the emperor and the line. If you want to see the emperor, you can go to the extreme, keep quiet, and spirituality can enter. There are different qualifications, different beliefs, difficulties and succession, all have a way. Heaven is vast, humanity is insignificant, all of humanity is virtuous, and there are many references!"

"What's the matter?" After Wang Jian recited the Emperor's Sutra, he put down a volume of the Emperor's Sutra in his hand, looked at the scholar beside him and asked, he had already ordered to go down, don't disturb him if there is nothing to do, the scholar can come to indicate that something has happened.

"Third Young Master, everyone outside is talking about the Young Master of the Zhou Family,"

"What did Zhou Lang do? It caused a lot of discussion?" Wang Jian showed an interested look, but he was interested, picked up the tea on the table in front of him, took a sip and asked.

"It is rumored that Young Master Zhou made a great ambition when he was young to obtain the right title for his father, so when he studied hard every day, when he was a son, in order to prevent himself from falling asleep halfway, he tied one end of the rope to the beam of the house, and the lower end was tied to his hair. In this way, whenever he is tired and sleepy and wants to doze off, as long as he lowers his head, the rope will pull his hair violently, and the pain will wake him up and drive away the sleepiness."

The time is between 23 o'clock and 1 o'clock in the middle of the night, in ancient times, an hour was converted into two hours, and in modern times 23 o'clock in the middle of the night is nothing, at this time, people who go to the bar to drink and play games abound, but in the era of lack of entertainment in ancient times, basically it is dark and rests, the sun rises, and it is already very remarkable when reading to the child, Wang Jian in front of the bar does not know, but he knows the meaning of reading to the child, and the original contemptuous look becomes solemn.

"Head hanging," Wang Jian muttered to himself, and then said with a bright smile on his face;

"I thought that the middle school students in Wu'an County were all busy people, but I didn't expect that there would be you, a second person,"

His eyes flashed, he didn't believe in such news, the Zhou family is a branch of the Zhou family in Yecheng, and it is also among the wealthy families in Wu'an County, if Zhou Lang's head hangs the beam to study, there will be rumors a long time ago, and now before the arrival of the Jizhou celebrity Zhou Fangbo, there is a head hanger, this is really too coincidental, too coincidental things are not coincidences.

"I, Wang Jian, have always had clear grievances and grievances,"

"Go to Huiqing Building to owe Zhou Xiandi a favor to you, so I will help you, but I want to see if your hook can catch Zhou Fangbo's big fish," Wang Jian drank the tea in one gulp, and he saw that Zhou Lang wanted to make a name for himself with the help of the banquet of Jizhou famous Zhou Fangbo Huiqing Building to invite local students.

The reputation of the head hanging beam, whether it is true, or a rumor, depends on the banquet of Huiqing Building, Zhou Fangbo is a famous person in Jizhou, the tone he set, is naturally true, but this move seems to be a great success, but it is not risk-free, Zhou Fangbo is the descendant of the Zhou family, Zhou Lang's father Zhou Fangwei was re-incorporated into the family tree of the Zhou family, but Zhou Fangwei died early, whether Zhou Lang was regarded by the Zhou family as suspenseful, if the Zhou family values Zhou Fangbo, he will naturally follow the steps planned by Zhou Lang and set the reputation of this hanging beam, on the contrary, the Zhou family does not value Zhou Lang's meaning, which will definitely provoke disgust with the help of Zhou Fangbo's way of gaining fame。

Regardless of success or failure, this matter shows that Zhou Lang is thoughtful and strategic, and it is worth handing over.

"When the news is released, let's talk about the matter of hanging the beam, I, Wang Jian, have also studied with Brother Zhou Xian, but I, Wang Jianjiaogui, can't bear this hardship and give up,"