Chapter Twenty-Seven: Ordinary Men and Ordinary Sons (Second Update)

In March, why is it warm and cold.

Although the sun is shining today, the people on the streets and alleys still have an extra piece of clothing, so as not to suffer from the wind and cold. The same is true for Chen Guhong.

Today, he wears a double-layered shirt, thick pants, and double-layered socks to protect himself tightly.

In fact, it's just the care of his sister, since he gave birth to the original spirit in his brain, his physique has gradually strengthened, and he has long been sick, even if it is cold in October, he will not be frozen when he walks alone.

After getting up, it was a leisurely day, Chen Guhong first made some articles, and then read, a little idle and boring, so he planned to sleep and pass the time.

"Sleeping in the middle of the day, Childe is not afraid of being called a lazy pig. Yuan Yuan teased while helping Chen Guhong make the bed and unfold the futon.

After getting along for a long time, she also knew Chen Guhong's free and easy personality, she was already naughty, and her speech became neither big nor small.

"Meimei sleeps well, she is a happy race fairy. You can see the peddlers and pawns, literati, officials and princes on the streets and alleys, but there is a son who I can sleep when I want?"

Chen Guhong stretched his waist and sat on the bed.

Yuanyuan bent down and removed his shoes and socks for Chen Guhong. Then he tilted his head and said: "Think about it, the peddlers and pawns have to run for a living, the literati and scholars are either busy with fame or fame, the officials want to climb up, and the princes are also troubled." It's not as good as the son's free and wanton. ”

"Haha. Chen Guhong laughed, quite complacent. Then I lifted the futon, lay down on the bed, closed my eyes, and began to fall asleep.

"That's good. Yuan Yuan looked at Chen Guhong, who was smiling, as if he had a good dream, and felt very comfortable. With the person you like, even if it's coarse tea and light rice, what's the matter? The key is to get along with each other.

After carefully examining Chen Guhong, Yuanyuan took the needle and thread, sat on the edge of the bed and began to do needlework.

Embroidery can be sold, and the second can be subsidized for families.

"Bang Bang!"

At this moment, there was a soft knock on the door. And someone shouted: "Mr. Chen Guhongziyu is here?"

"Hmm!" Chen Guhong frowned, turned over and didn't want to get up like a lazy pig.

"But I just fell asleep. Yuan Yuan reluctantly put down the needlework, and hated the knock. But he got up and came to the door and opened it.

Outside the gate, there was a middle-aged man who was full of wealth, with a big belly and a dignified appearance, with agate gold rings on the index fingers of both hands, jewels, but wearing a Confucian shirt.

There were two house slaves by his side.

Seeing Yuanyuan, the rich middle-aged man arched his hand and said, "Dare to ask Mr. Chen Ziyu if he is there?"

"I don't know what you want to do to see our son-in-law?" Yuanyuan's attitude is neither humble nor arrogant, and he has everyone's bearing.

The rich middle-aged man showed a difficult color when he heard the words, and seemed to have something unspeakable. After hesitating for a moment, he arched his hand and said, "Can you discuss with Mr. Ziyu in person?"

"Wait a minute. ”

Yuan Yuan saw that he couldn't leave, so he nodded, and then closed the door and returned to the bedroom.

"Childe, Childe. Yuan Yuan stretched out his plain hand, gently shook Chen Guhong's body, and called.

"What's the matter?" Chen Guhong said with sleepy eyes.

"Someone is looking for it. "Yuanyuan told the story again. Chen Guhong got up helplessly and said: "The reputation is tiring, and the ancients don't deceive me." ”

During this time, Chen Guhong was very melancholy, because this ** guest came to the door, and there was a feeling of annoyance.

Immediately, Chen Guhong, under Yuanyuan's service, put on clothes, shoes and socks, sat in the living room, and ordered Yuanyuan to call the guests in.

"But Mr. Chen Ziyu?" the rich middle-aged man walked in, and when he saw Chen Guhong, he bowed deeply.

"It's just a little kid, and I don't dare to be Mr. Chen Guhong also got up and said politely, and then asked, "I don't know what is going on, is there anything wrong with Chen Guhong?"

"Sir, in Xia Nai Quyang County, called Zhu Zhengming. Admiration for Mr. It also coincided with my father's birthday, and I wanted to ask my husband to pick up a pen and write a birthday message. ”

Zhu Zhengming was full of respect.

"This is a filial son. Chen Guhong's impression of this Zhu Zhengming tripled in his heart, and he immediately ordered Yuanyuan to take pen and ink and put forward a poem.

"Purple chrysanthemum newborn hibiscus pendant. The moon is good and the wind is clear, and there is gradually a Mid-Autumn Festival. It's even more leaky. The silver screen shows the mountains and greens. Embroidered curtain rolls and fragrant ears. Urgent management of the strings, celebrate the world. Full of jade cups lingering dancing. Nanchun wishes a thousand years of life. ”

The pen walks the dragon snake and the momentum is wonderful.

Zhu Zhengming stood on tiptoe and watched Chen Guhong write the words, and after the words were completed, he was overjoyed. "Thank you, sir, thank you, sir." ”

After thanking him repeatedly, Zhu Zhengming left another ten taels of silver for the pen fee, and thanked him and left.

"It's only ten taels, it's really slamming. Yuan Yuan swept the silver in his hand, spit out his fragrant tongue and said.

"It's already very good, the average show only writes words, and the pen fee is only a few dollars of silver. Chen Guhong smiled and didn't care.

Immediately, Chen Guhong yawned, and said with sleepy eyes: "But although this person is a filial son, there are still many vulgar people in the world." Now we're not short of money, so don't you see it. ”

As he spoke, Chen Guhong waved his hand and wrote four words on the paper.

"Prepare for the county test and thank you behind closed doors. ”

"Go, hang on the door." ”

"Yes. Yuan Yuan answered, and went out with the paper. Not long after, he turned back and said with a funny smile: "Childe, someone is looking for you." ”

"Isn't it a closed door?" Chen Guhong said a little annoyed.

"It's the county magistrate who sent someone. Yuanyuan covered his mouth and said secretly, his eyebrows and eyes crooked.

"Uh!" Chen Guhong was stunned, this parent official really had to see it. At that moment, Chen Guhong ordered Yuanyuan to prepare an umbrella and went out.

Outside the door, a servant was waiting. Seeing Chen Guhong, he said very respectfully: "Mr. Chen." ”

"I'm tired. Chen Guhong nodded.

"Don't dare to be. The official waved his hand again and again, nodded and said. I really don't dare to take it, don't look at the Mr. Chen in front of me is just a little child, but he is a guest of the big man.

A little wind can crush him to death.

As the saying goes, the county officials who beat with iron and the county orders that flow water. The county order changes every few years, but the official sits all year round.

He has been in Yamen for more than ten years, but he has never seen a child like Chen Guhong.

Every time he saw Chen Guhong, a wish surged in his heart. "My little grandson is smart and smart, so he might as well send him to study, and when he grows up, he will be as magnificent as Mr. Chen. ”

Not to mention the expectations in the heart of the old officer, after Chen Guhong nodded with the officer, he took a step out of the door. On the road, there were children playing near the left, and when they saw Chen Guhong, they gave up their hands again and again.

The appearance is much more respectful than before, which may be a special explanation from the neighbor's parents.

"The world is so cheesy, poor children and children, and there are more philistines. Chen Guhong nodded with a smile, but sighed in his heart.