The Way of the Peasant Mother-in-Law

Chapter 1794 Catch a Braggart

Minghui didn't have much money in his purse. Recently, he was obsessed with cultivating Shao Xun, and then went to the bookstore to buy a lot of questions out of his own pocket, which cost a lot.

Of course, he didn't invest in nothing. Grandpa said that he would give him money if he tidied up well. Now Shao Xun is the subject of his experiment!

Seeing how delicious his younger brother's food was, Minghui picked up his chopsticks and started to eat, "You really have a good taste, kid."

Ming Jing, "It's just a little bit of burning money."

Minghui laughed angrily, "You are the poorest in our family."

Ming Jing didn't admit it, "My money is spent quickly, it doesn't mean I'm poor, I have a lot of good things!"

Ming Hui thought it was true, this kid is very good at currying favor with elders, he bought some good snacks today, and then he can get good things, "It's a pity that your purse is still clean."

Ming Jing was stunned, he felt that the elders in the family deliberately gave him items every time, and no one gave him money!

Ming Hui said to the boy: "Go home and get the money."

Ming Jing, "My brother is still rich."

Minghui smiled, "I asked him to ask his mother for money."

Ming Jing, "..."

Then when the boy came back, he called the man to pay the money, and the man said, "Someone has already paid the money."

Ming Jing's eyes widened, "Who is it?"

The guy said: "The guest just left."

After thinking for a while, I added, "Female dependents."

Ming Jing has self-knowledge, his appearance is festive, so Zhao Die's brother quickly walked to the window, "Yo, look at the owner who is indeed rich."

The servant next to Minghui had already gone out, and the Minghui brothers saw the servant return the money.

Ming Jing heard that she was the daughter of Mrs. An's concubine, "The original body is from the An family."

Minghui felt that he was too busy recently, and he didn't know the news about the busyness, "You know?"

Ming Jing blinked, "I know, I read the post sent by An's family, um, it also came with a gift list, so it's not because I'm falling for my brother, but because I have some other purpose."

Minghui was speechless, "How did you see the post?"

"Sneak peek."

Inside the carriage of An's family, Miss An was a little discouraged holding the silver. Why is it so difficult to get in touch with the young lady of the Zhouhou Mansion?

Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, it is a few days before Qiu Wei.

In the capital, Zhulan seldom sees Minghui at home, "Why does Mr. Minghui have time to accompany me today?"

Minghui, "I have done everything my grandson should do, and I have helped everything I can. I don't need my grandson anymore."

"I look more tired than you from participating in the autumn chamber by yourself."

Minghui agreed, "Grandma, do you think the test booklet I compiled is okay?"

Zhulan has been very busy recently, so I haven't really paid attention to it. I only heard Shuren say it's good, "Be more confident, your grandpa has praised you."

Minghui pursed his lips, "Grandson is afraid that no one will buy it when it is printed."

Zhulan laughed softly, "Stupid, let Mingjing and the others take a few books to the academy, good things are not afraid of deep alleys."

Minghui got a headache when he heard Mingjing, "There is no restaurant in this capital that Mingjing doesn't know about."

Zhulan was a little guilty, hey, Ming Jing is chubby and cute, she has been helping Ming Jing a lot in private, "I heard how many dishes he will cook for this year's New Year?"

Minghui, "I haven't heard from this kid."

"Maybe you're too busy."

Ming Hui thought of Qiu Wei, "I don't know how the little uncle is preparing?"

Zhulan mentioned that her youngest son had a cheerful tone, "He wrote back and said that he is very sure."

Minghui admires the little uncle, big Sanyuan, forget it, Shao Xun and the little uncle are incomparable, what kind of education the little uncle has, Shao Xun is the only one who can get in touch with him, and he has no chance to worship a famous teacher.

Zhulan glanced at her grandson, "Someone went to Shao's house to propose marriage."

Minghui knew, "The college is famous, and now the master's money is known."

One and a half a month, 18 taels a year, the life of the people in the capital is indeed easy, but there are still very few families who can easily save 18 taels, Shao Ting is a teacher of the college, and her status is very respectable, so she will become Candidates for some squires and good daughter-in-laws.

Zhulan's thoughts are a little far away. Recently, many students in the college have become engaged, and some have become concubines of merchants.

It's really sad, even if it is clear that some people have impure goals, it is still uncomfortable when she really sees it, and she can see more clearly the various states of women at this time, and she has a lot of insights.

Minghui felt that grandma was in a bad mood, and asked with concern, "Grandma, what's wrong with you?"

Zhulan shook her head, "It's okay, I think my temper is getting better and better."

Minghui, "..."

Why doesn't he believe it?

In Chuanzhou City, Changzhi sneered in his heart, but with a smile on his face, "Master Shi has worked hard recently."

Shi Zhifu's face was stiff. Zhou Changzhi had been tossing a lot since talking about it. Today he gave his name, and a few days later he said his name again. Obviously there is a list and he has to say it one by one.

Shi Zhifu, "It's not hard work, I am ashamed to say that I am guilty of such a bad case of replacing you under my jurisdiction."

"You are indeed guilty."

Shi Zhifu's pupils shrank slightly, "My lord?"

Changzhi smiled, "The crime of lax jurisdiction."

Shi Zhifu, "I will make up for my mistakes, and I will definitely not let the people involved in the case go."

Changzhi, "Oh."

Ding Jue stood and lowered his head, his eyes were full of sarcasm, all he found out were scapegoats, these people were really willing.

Changzhi felt desolate, if he hadn't made an unannounced investigation, he must have been deceived by the people in front of him, and he was no longer trying to survive by docking his tail. In order to give the court an explanation, they really went so hard.

Shi Zhifu, "My lord?"

Chang Zhi didn't want to look at Mr. Shi's old face any more, and the closer he got to Qiu Wei, the more disgusted he felt, "I saw Qiu Wei, and now the candidates have arrived, and Shi Zhifu has worked hard."

"Great people work hard."

Changzhi stood up, "I want to go and see the candidates who participated in Qiu Wei, Mr. Shi, please be busy."

Shi Zhifu watched Zhou Changzhi leave helplessly. He thought of the boss of the An family in the capital, and also thought of Zhou Hou, finally suppressed the hostility in his heart. They will be safe after abandoning so many people.

Changzhi went to the favorite inn of several students in the city. Now Chuanzhou City is very lively and there is a shortage of places to live. The yard he rented was sublet out again. Instead, the yard earned a few taels of silver.

When I arrived at the inn, all the guests staying in the inn were scholars who participated in the autumn, sitting in twos and threes in the lobby and discussing the autumn.

The two of Changzhi were not very eye-catching, because there were many people who came to listen to the scholar's debate during the day, so they found a corner and sat down, and signaled the waiter to serve a pot of good tea.

Ding Jue helped rinse the cup, handed the poured tea to the lord, and said in a low voice, "I envied the scholar who could live in this inn back then."

Chang Zhi glanced around and found that those who could afford to live were from good families, "It's all over."

Ding Jue felt sad when he thought of the past, "Yeah."

The two of them were quiet, and then they heard the conversation next door, "Li Xiucai, did you really meet Master Zhou, the chief examiner?"

Li Xiucai, "Of course, I also drank tea with the examiner!"

Changzhi, "..."

No, who are you! He hasn't seen any talent recently!

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