Chapter 57 Lin Mansion

Hearing the complaints from the master's wife, Chen Heng pretended to smile foolishly. During this period of time, he wanted to go to the Lin Mansion to thank his senior. But he was worried that he was too rash, so he thought about it again and again and finally did not go.

Fortunately, Wang Xianming knew how to deal with the old lady, and smiled: "I said Heng'er's temperament is like me, and he doesn't like to cause trouble to others."

"You are pedantic." Liu glared at him unhappily.

Good guy, seeing that his mentor was about to be scolded, Chen Heng hurriedly took out the gift to save the situation, "Master's wife, this is a gift I bought in Yangzhou. See if you like it."

In fact, Liu's gift was the same as grandma's, only the color was different. Grandma and mother's combs were brighter, and the master's wife's comb only had two elegant autumn chrysanthemums.

Liu liked it very much when she opened it, and said happily to the child: "Master's wife likes it very much, Heng'er is thoughtful."

Wang Xianming blinked beside him, but just held the teacup without drinking or speaking. Chen Heng did not let the other party wait any longer, grinning at him and said, "Master, I copied some books for you."

The two books Chen Heng copied are called "The Four Lessons of Liaofan" and "Records of Entering Sichuan". The former was found in the academy and was written by Mr. Yuan Huang of the previous dynasty. Mr. Liaofan's life was very legendary. Chen Heng often resonated with it when reading it and loved it very much.

The latter book was borrowed from Xue Ke and was a travel note written by Mr. Lu You of the Song Dynasty.

The text of this book is simple, and it is better to read it as if you were there in person.

Chen Heng's family did not have a collection of books, and Wang Xianming did not have many books. Both of them were book lovers. Seeing the gift copied by his disciple, Wang Xianming was very happy.

In ancient times, due to the restrictions on the dissemination of books, many rare and unique books were collected by scholarly families. It is no wonder that Wang Xianming would directly show his joy on his face.

As soon as the gift was delivered, Wang Xianming asked about Chen Heng's studies as usual. When he heard the comments of the headmaster. Wang Xianming could not help but nod and explained Pei Huaizhen's intention to Chen Heng.

"Heng'er, do you know the three levels of writing?"

Hearing that the teacher wanted to teach, Chen Heng hurriedly sat up straight and said, "Please explain it to me, teacher."

"You have already broken through the first level. Your previous summary was very good, and I often use it to teach people in the school now." Wang Xianming has lived to this age and still has some experience. "I heard my father-in-law say once that the next level is to read thousands of books and travel thousands of miles. Do you know why?"

Is that what he meant? Chen Heng suddenly realized and blurted out: "What you learn from books is always shallow, and you must practice it yourself to know it thoroughly."

"That's right." Wang Xianming smiled and nodded, and was very happy for Chen Heng's understanding. "But this is just what is said on paper. The real intention is to make your knowledge fit in with your daily life."

"Books should be read, and they should be used. How to use them depends on the experience after using them. This experience of turning from virtual to real, and from real to chapter, cannot be achieved without a little accumulation."

"After you go back, you will start learning to write policy papers. The difficulty lies here. How to write a policy paper that convinces the examiner, makes the officials praise, and makes the emperor "Writing articles that are recognized by the people is your next direction."

"The knowledge here is very profound, and I can't explain it clearly. I just think that your method is very good, and you can keep it up. You must know that learning is endless, and reading a hundred times still has a lingering fragrance."

Feeling Wang Xianming's strong expectations, Chen Heng immediately stood up and saluted, "Disciple understands."

"Okay, okay, books need to be read, and people can't always be stubborn." Liu came out and changed the subject, "Heng'er just came back today, Heng'er will go to play first."

Chen Heng smiled, and chatted with the two elders for a while, and invited the master and his wife to come to his home to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival in two days. This was an invitation from a disciple, and Wang Xianming did not refuse, not to mention that he and Chen Gaishan were childhood playmates.

After leaving the master's house, Chen Heng spent a few comfortable days at home.

Every day, he helped the family with farm work, taught Shuangxi to read, and reviewed the next homework himself. After dinner in the evening, he would sit in the yard with his family and chat for a while.

They were all family matters, but they were warm and natural. Chen Heng was happy enough just by listening to his grandfather Chen Gaishan's full-bodied voice.

However, through his grandfather's daily narration, Chen Heng learned something he didn't know.

After his second uncle was sentenced to do corvée labor, the county sent someone to tell them that they could pay less taxes in the next few years.

As a result, the pressure on the Chen family to grow crops was much less.

That night, Chen Heng returned to his room. He is now familiar with the "Da Yong Law" and has judged several "cases" in the academy.

Now looking back at the matter of his second uncle, he suddenly understood a lot.

If he was punished for the crime of defrauding money, his second uncle should be caned 70 times and return the proceeds. But a life was lost here. If it is based on the crime of murder, regardless of the leader or the follower, the person who succeeds will be beheaded and thrown into the market. If he fails, he will be caned 100 times and exiled 3,000 miles.

Wang Sheng had a strong temper and crashed into the court, leaving behind a sentence "You ganged up on me". This meant that although there was no murder in this case, there was murder.

County Magistrate Xu only beat Chen Huaijin with 20 boards and fined him 50 silver coins and returned the proceeds. This was to single out the second uncle and punish him for the crime of defrauding people of money.

He was also sentenced to five years of corvée labor, in exchange for the second uncle's name being erased from the case. This was to prevent him from affecting his and Shuangxi's future path in the imperial examination.

What a delicate mind and means, compared with this County Magistrate Xu, think about the cases he judged in the academy.

No wonder those classmates would jokingly call him: "Iron-faced Judge" and "Blood-handed Butcher".

Alas, Chen Heng shook his head silently and warned himself: It's not good to read by rote.

"As a local official, one should take the law as the basis and reason as the root."

Thinking of what the county magistrate said at the time, Chen Heng picked up a pen and wrote on the paper: All thoughts are for education, and all words and deeds are only for correction.

Perhaps the person that County Magistrate Xu wants to teach is not only his second uncle, but also himself.

That night, Chen Heng took out the "Da Yong Law" with this feeling and read it all night, and he actually gained some different experiences.

The ninth day.

It was Chen Heng's fifth day at home and also the last day. Although the second uncle had not returned yet, the family still celebrated the Mid-Autumn Festival in advance. Although the moon was not full this night, it was enough for the family to reunite.

Grandpa and the teacher drank a lot, Chen Qi only sat for a while, and then accompanied his mother for a walk under the moon. Chen Heng pulled his two sisters to play word guessing puzzles, Shuangxi was the most lively, and kept going back and forth in Zhou and Liu's arms.

Only the second aunt smiled a little reluctantly because the second uncle was not there.

On the second day, Chen Heng was going to Yangzhou. This time, he was accompanied by his teacher and his wife. Zhou and Gu were reluctant to leave their children, but they also knew that this was a process that every scholar had to go through, so they could only prepare things overnight for Chen Heng to take away.

After bidding farewell to the quiet Shanxi Village, the carriage moved forward shakily.

Wang Xianming took this opportunity to remind Chen Heng of the matters to be visited.

"Your teacher's wife's younger brother is the inspector of salt in Yangzhou and was once the third place in the imperial examination. His character and knowledge are both first-class in the world. You must not be rude in front of him, and you should remember..."

Chen Heng listened to the teachings and nodded constantly.

Mrs. Liu was very annoyed when she heard this, and she interrupted him with a wave of her hand: "Heng'er, don't listen to your teacher's nonsense. We used to visit relatives, and when you see my brother, just call him uncle. There are not so many rules. I'd rather let Heng'er have fun in the academy than to make him feel awkward and uncomfortable."

Wang Xianming didn't dare to talk back, so he had to say aggrievedly: "I know, I know, I'll listen to you, who told you that you are Ru Hai's sister."

Tanhua? Ru Hai? Chen Heng couldn't help but frown.

Suddenly he remembered the door sticker that was still placed in the academy, and it seemed to be written with the word "Lin".

Chen Heng raised his eyebrows suddenly and asked anxiously: "Mrs., what's the name of his daughter?"

"Didn't I tell you? Her name is Daiyu." Mrs. Liu turned her head and said a plain sentence. "If you see her, just call her sister."

Like a thunderbolt hitting his head, Chen Heng opened his mouth for the first time in his life, and felt that he couldn't say a word.

"I..."

"You kid, you look so frightened."

Liu didn't understand, she just chuckled.

The chapters tonight will be late, I need to write more times. Polish it over and over again, hahahahahaha.

You guys are a bit exaggerated, you sold more than 300 monthly tickets in one go, which is incredible to me. Okay, I owe you four chapters now.