Chapter 481 Why Don't You Go to Chunwei?

Chunwei is a grand event in Ming Dynasty, and it is also a grand event for merchants. Hunting Δ Wenwang Ww W. Lie Wen. CC

Those merchants in Chunwei can always make a fortune every year.

Originally, this year's Spring Festival had been scheduled to be held in Beiping Mansion, but due to the prince's imprudence, Zhu Di changed his itinerary and returned to Jinling, so the venue of Spring Festival was also changed.

Candidates from all over the country gathered in Jinling, and just recently, the fate of these people will be decided.

Is it the one who has lost his name and returned to become a country gentleman, or squeezed into the list, and became a master from then on!

But Li Ermao didn't have such extravagant hopes, he only hoped that he could live up to Fang Xing and catch up with the progress of other students.

Earth walls, thatched roofs, this is Li Ermao's home.

An ox cart was parked outside the house, and there were a pile of worn-out quilts and other things on the cart, and Li Ermao's mother, Mrs. Zhou, was sorting through them.

"Mom, let's go."

"Okay, mother, let's see if there is anything left."

The ruined house is worth tens of thousands of dollars, Zhou wished he could move the whole house away.

Li Ermao knew that he couldn't persuade him, so he cupped his hands at the neighbor Chen Er who was driving the car: "Second Brother Chen, I'm sorry to trouble you today."

Chen Er enviously said: "Ermao, you are very lucky to be favored by Xing Hebo. You will definitely be a butcher for an official in the future. Don't forget us neighbors when the time comes."

Li Ermao said shyly: "Second brother Chen is joking, I don't dare to be that, I just hope that I can support my mother."

After Mrs. Zhou came out, Chen Er yelled, and the ox cart drove slowly.

The village is small, but the people are simple.

"Ermao, study hard, and I will make your mother an obedient wife in the future!"

"Sister-in-law of the Li family, follow Ermao to enjoy the blessings, take care of yourself..."

"Ermao, remember to come back often..."

Chen Er turned his head and cupped his hands, his eyes full of determination.

"Ma Su, why didn't you go to Chunwei?"

Xie Jin saw that Ma Su was running with his servant,

Can't help feeling anxious, and dragged him out.

He wasn't physically strong enough to keep up with the students, so he just walked around the inner circle.

Ma Su panted slightly, and asked in puzzlement, "Mr. Xie, don't you know?"

Xie Jin wondered: "What does the old man know? I only know that you are a Juren, why don't you go to participate in Chunwei?"

While paying attention to the rhythm of those students, Ma Su casually said: "The teacher said that I am not suitable to take the Jinshi exam at present, so as not to be fooled by others."

Xie Jin was taken aback, thinking of Chaozhong Fangxing's views, and couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

Confucianism has never had a bottom line when it comes to action, it just needs to put a fig leaf on the surface, just like the old master who killed Shaozheng Mao back then.

And under the cover of this fig leaf, they used all means.

As long as Ma Su dares to participate in Chunwei now, Xie Jin can imagine that those people will definitely make Ma Su's reputation deep in the mountains, or even ruin his reputation.

And these are just to attack Fang Xing and Fang Xue!

Why! Fight, keep fighting!

Seeing Xie Jin meditating, Ma Su wanted to follow, but an ox cart entered the academy.

"Ermao is here, a few people are here to help."

Ma Su yelled, and a few students came out of the exercises, and even Fang Xiao and Yuan Chong rolled up their sleeves to help.

Mrs. Zhou got out of the bullock cart and saw a group of students of different ages rushing towards him, so she was bluffed and hurried to the side.

Ma Su came over and bowed, "Hello, Auntie, Ma Su, these are Er Mao's classmates."

Li Ermao said in embarrassment: "Thank you, brother."

Zhou hurriedly thanked him.

A group of energetic boys moved these things into the residence in a few moments, and when they were about to go back, Fang woke up.

"The head of the mountain."

Looking at these students, Fang Xing said gratifiedly: "It's good to know how to love and help each other, but morning exercises must not be interrupted, so hurry up."

After the students all ran away, Mrs. Zhou rubbed her hands a little at a loss.

"Sister-in-law, don't be restrained."

Fang Xing said with a smile: "Ermao has ambition, it's a good thing, you can live here with peace of mind, if you feel uneasy, there is some work to do in the kitchen, rest for a few days, I will make arrangements here."

Mrs. Zhou glanced at her son, and said with a blessing, "The country people don't need to rest. Uncle, you can do it even if it's cleaning the women."

Fang Xing smiled and didn't try to persuade him anymore.

Getting something for nothing fosters laziness, and that's how decent people should be.

After Fang Xing left, Zhou asked in disbelief, "Er Mao, is this Xing He Bo?"

Li Ermao nodded and said, "Mother, is there still someone who dares to pretend to be the head of the mountain?"

Mrs. Zhou sighed: "When you were young, your father was still there, and one time you went to the city to hide a bit too slowly, but you were whipped by the nobleman's groom and returned home bloody. It's really... rare to be kind!"

"Chunwei!"

Fang Xing walked out of the dormitory area, looked at the somewhat foggy sky, and suddenly laughed.

"Fang Xing..."

On the freshly leveled dirt road on the right, Wanwan came galloping, her big eyes smiling like the cold moon last night.

Fang Xing bent down and caught Wan Wan with a smile.

"Wanwan didn't go to class today?"

As the eldest daughter of the prince and the future eldest princess, Wanwan is destined to be bound by those rules.

"Wanwan played truant from school."

Wanwan sat on Fang Xing's arms, put her arms around his neck, frowned and said, "Fang Xing, I don't want to be restrained by them, those nuns always want Wanwan to walk around and eat and eat." , you are not even allowed to sit indiscriminately.”

Fang Xing frowned slightly: "Okay, we won't learn anymore."

Wan Wan said with a sad face: "But it can't be done, mother said, she wants Wan Wan to be a lady, otherwise she won't be able to find a son-in-law in the future."

The wrinkled face turned to Fang Xing, and asked with doubts: "Fang Xing, what is a son-in-law? Is it delicious?"

When Liang Zhong heard this, he quickly covered his mouth, and then turned his head with a flushed face.

Fang Xing looked coldly at the mothers and maids who were laughing, then turned around holding Wanwan, and said with a smile: "The son-in-law is the man who will play with Wanwan in the future, if Wanwan is not happy, then let him go. "

"Prepare the car!"

"Yes, sir."

"Fang Xing, where are we going?"

"Let's go play."

"But...but Wanwan sneaked out!"

"It's okay...your father doesn't dare to do anything..."

Opposite the Jinling Gongyuan is a row of restaurants, and the restaurants here also serve as inns.

Their usual business is okay, but when it comes to the township or general examinations, all services will increase in price.

Today, the second floor of a restaurant facing Gongyuan was booked.

Fang Xing led Wanwan into the restaurant, the shopkeeper stood at the bottom of the stairs, and greeted him sideways.

"Uncle, please go upstairs."

Fang Xing led Wanwan up to the second floor on the creaking wooden ladder.

Xin Lao Qi said to Fang Wu on the stairs: "Look at this place, no one else is allowed to come up here."

Fang Wu turned around, pressed the handle of the knife with his right hand, and fixed his eyes on the shopkeeper who was going upstairs.

The shopkeeper muttered as he went upstairs: This is not Beijiang, how can Xinghebo's guards be so murderous!

"Uncle, what dish do you want?"

As soon as the shopkeeper entered, he saw that Xiaodao and others had already spread a layer of transparent cloth on the table.

"Now is not the time, wait until lunch time."

Fang Xing looked at the Gongyuan opposite. To the left of it was the Fuxue. The Fuxue was empty at this time, making way for Chunwei.

Knife opens a box and takes out a few...

"Fang Xing, what is this?"

Wanwan looked at these differently shaped things and asked.

Fang Xing turned around, picked up a toy car, fastened the bar, and said with a smile: "Tighten this, and then you can run."

So there were humming and chichi sounds at the dinner table, as well as wanwan cheers...