Poisonous Peasant ‘Concubine’

No one noticed that Ling Jinghan and Zhang Qing, who happened to come to ask about Chu Ci, also heard their conversation. For this reason, while benefiting a lot, Ling Jinghan couldn't hide the bitterness in his heart. He always knew that the eldest brother was their family. The person who is the best at reading, if it weren't for that incident, he must be a minister now, right? but? ?

Ling Jinghan's breath was suddenly sharp and firm, and the hand holding the book was unconsciously clenched. He would definitely stand in the court on behalf of the elder brother, and let the old Ling family and all those who had ridiculed and bullied them see, their brothers are absolutely It's not a shame, one day, he will make them regret to death!

Chapter 138 Small Bun's Deposit

Weiyuan Houfu in the capital.

"Master Liu, a letter from Cangzhou!"

Zeng Shaoqing, who was rushing back to the capital from Cangzhou with a large amount of goods, finally caught up with the day when his old father and his eldest brother went on the expedition. Before they left, they repeatedly told him that he must find Yan Shengrui as soon as possible, otherwise the court and the border would be bound to fail. There will be changes, some things are not obvious when Yan Shengrui is there, but once he disappears, the ugliness hidden under the surface will slowly show its true shape. The only people who knew that he was missing were his personal guards, Zenghou's mansion, and the emperor's people. If bào is revealed one day, not only the enemy will take advantage of it, but the restless princes will also provoke civil unrest.

Therefore, Zeng Shaoqing issued several orders in a row, asking his subordinates to find Yan Shengrui even if they turned Cangzhou over, but the reality is not optimistic, so far no good news has been received.

Hearing that it was a letter from Cangzhou, Zeng Shaoqing leaned on the reclining chair and closed his eyes. Zeng Shaoqing stretched out his hand, and the woman in green who was waiting on the side took the letter to him respectfully, and opened his eyes to look at the special paint for Xinyuan. A flash of disappointment flashed across his eyes. If it was Yan Shengrui's news, the lacquer on the envelope must be the special seal of the palace or his personal guard.

"Haha... This Ling Jingxuan is quite interesting."

Seeing the contents of the letter clearly, Zeng Shaoqing turned over and sat up. The letter was sent by the general manager of Cangzhou, but the content was written by the manager of Datong Town, Zhang. The general meaning was that Ling Jingxuan provided them with several novel menus for trial sales. It has been well received for a few days. The shopkeeper Zhang wanted to buy the recipe for him with money, but who knew he didn't want the money, but he actually proposed that he would take a 20% profit from all the menus he provided and the dishes he sold. , and he also promised that he would be able to give them one or two new menus every month in the future. It may not sound like a lot, but Xinyuan Restaurant is all over the country, and there are at least hundreds of scattered branches. The net profit every month is calculated in ten thousand gold. It's so good, at least one million silver needs to be distributed a year. When there is no way, the general manager of Cangzhou sent the letter of the manager Zhang to Zeng Shaoqing intact, asking him to decide in person.

"Kui Ying, let someone check his details, the more detailed the better."

This time, he kept a quarter of the jam and wine he brought back from Datong Town, and sent all the rest to the palace, earning more than a hundredfold profit. The emperor also rewarded him with a lot of gold and silver jewelry. Ling Jingxuan is indeed a talented person, but he really wants to cooperate with him.

The man known as Kui Ying bowed and stepped back, Zeng Shaoqing lay back with the letter paper, the more he looked at the contents, the more interested the fox's eyes became. Ling Jingxuan, this name has undoubtedly gradually been imprinted in his mind. .

At this time, he was really relaxed and at ease. He wondered if he could still be so calm when he found out Ling Jingxuan's background and thus learned of Yan Shengrui's whereabouts?

Lingjia Village, Datong Town.

The jam family had a good rest for a day, and the next day everyone was busy one after another. Because there was no need to rush the goods, Ling Jingxuan simply slacked off and gave Ling Jingpeng the job of making jam. On the other hand, Yan Shengrui also Without going up the mountain, the two would stay together all day long, or simply go to Chu Ci's house to accompany the children to read, and they lived a leisurely and undisciplined life.

"Dad, are we really going to the county seat tomorrow? I haven't been to the county seat yet. What's there? Is it the same as the town?"

After class in the afternoon, the little buns lay on Ling Jingxuan's lap and asked curiously, since Ling Jingxuan told them to take them to the county town two days ago, their emotions have been kept in a high-pitched state, especially the little buns. When the opportunity arises, I keep asking, as if the people in the county are all three heads and six arms.

"Haha... why are you asking so many questions? You won't know by then?"

There were only a few of his questions over and over again, and he didn't know how to answer them all.

"But I just wanted to know sooner."

With pouting, the little bun hugged his arm and swayed coquettishly, Ling Jingxuan shook his head helplessly, reached out and patted his little butt, and pouted towards Yan Shengrui on the other side: "Go, ask your father, daddy will I went to the county seat when I took the Tongsheng exam, how can I still remember so much?"

At the end of each year, students from almost every town will gather in the county seat to start the annual children's test under the auspices of the county master. Those who are admitted to Tongsheng are eligible to participate in the next year's county test, that is, the examination of Xiucai. Only those who have passed the examination can be regarded as scholars with real fame. In Ling Jingxuan's own understanding, Xiucai is equivalent to a student card issued by the imperial court to students all over the world. Qiu Wei, those who have won the Juren are equivalent to stepping into the officialdom with half a foot, and then there is the Enke of chūnwei. Only those who have won the jinshi can be regarded as real national civil servants, which is equivalent to graduating from college.

The simple summary is that Tongsheng is equivalent to a modern primary school graduation, Xiu Cai graduated from middle school, Juren graduated from high school, and above Jinshi graduated from college. ? But now Ling Jingxuan is scoffing. After graduating from elementary school at the age of thirteen, Wenqu star went down to earth? What about people who went to college at the age of twelve? If this is modern, let alone a little boy, even an old scholar is not a fart.

The little bun sullenly turned around and walked towards Yan Shengrui, his ears were finally clear, Ling Jingxuan just wanted to say go out and walk around, the corner of his eyes swept into the closet, only showing a big bun with a small butt swaying outside. Climbing up a little curious, the footsteps walked over unconsciously.

"What are you doing? You're rummaging through boxes and cabinets during the day."

"Ah? Dad, I'm shocked. I'm looking for the piggy bank you asked Uncle Wang to help us make."

As he said that, Ling Wen really took out a piggy bank the size of a pottery basin from the closet. It was specially made by Ling Jingxuan for Pharaoh to make it for them. One for each of the three children. The naive little pig is very cute and has a big belly. At least it can hold thousands of copper plates. Seeing how hard he is holding it, he must have saved a lot of money, right?

Out of curiosity, Ling Jingxuan followed him all the way to the small coffee table in the room, only to see Ling Wen carefully put down the piggy bank, open the wooden stopper below, and shake the piggy bank in his arms.

"Crash-"

Innumerable copper coins mixed with silver ingots fell on the coffee table, and soon piled up into a hill, with a few silver bills in them. Ling Jingxuan took a look at it. One thousand taels of silver bills, two hundred taels and several ten taels, plus those silver ingots and copper coins, there are at least one thousand five hundred taels on the coffee table. For this reason, Ling Jingxuan felt ashamed. When did his bun save so much money?

"Twelve taels? No, it's better to take a few silver ingots. No, no, what if it's not enough? It's always good to bring more money, right?"

Not noticing his father's abnormality at all, Ling Wen put the huge piggy bank on the chair next to him, and kept rummaging through the piles of copper coins with both hands. After a while, it hurts to put it back. After repeating it several times, Ling Jingxuan squatted down strangely as if he was still muttering something.

I remember when he brought the piggy bank back, all the three steamed buns excitedly said that they would fill it up. This is a bit different from the stingy style of his steamed buns, right?

"I want to buy something when I go to the county town tomorrow, but I put all my money in. If I don't take it from here, I will have no money."

Speaking of this, Ling Wen is also depressed in various ways. Usually he is full of money, and he is reluctant to spend a penny, so that he only has three emergency coins in his wallet. I hurriedly took out the piggy bank.