Poor Family

  Chapter 85 Horse Trouble (Part 1)

Before he knew it, Li Yanqing had been studying in the county school for a month, and his daily life was tense and busy. During the day, he had to practice riding and archery with Zhou Tong, and at night, he had to study scriptures. Go to the school and listen to the professor's lecture.

  This afternoon, Li Yanqing finished his riding and archery training as usual, and was rushing to the school. There was a poetry lecture today, which was the class he was most looking forward to.

After Wang Anshi's political reform, the imperial examination no longer took poetry examinations, and in the past few decades, including local Fajie examinations, poetry examinations were no longer involved. As a result, Li Yanqing had basically not worked **** poetry in the past five years, which became his weakest link. .

  So once there is a poetry lecture in the school, Li Yanqing will not let it go, try to rush to attend the lecture.

  He walked through a forest and suddenly heard a familiar voice. When Li Yanqing turned his head, he saw a man standing in the distance, waving to him.

  Li Yanqing was surprised and delighted, it turned out to be his father, Li Yanqing hurried over, "Daddy, why are you here?"

  Li Daqi is still as thin and skinny as before, with darker skin, but he is full of energy, and the sorrowful look on his face has disappeared. Years of business career have made his eyes more shrewd.

  He smiled slightly and said, "Can't Daddy even go home?"

   "Dad said in his letter last time that he won't be back until a few months later."

   "I have something to do temporarily, so come back and have a look."

  Seeing that his son was still holding a book, Li Daqi asked with a smile, "Does Qing'er still want to learn?"

   "No more, I'm about to go back to my residence!" Li Yanqing said casually.

   "That's good, let's go to dinner first, and talk while eating, what do you think?"

  Maybe it’s because his son has grown up, or maybe it’s because he often deals with people in business. When Li Daqi talks to his son, there is also a touch of respect in his tone.

   "Then go to Qingfulou! We often go there."

  Li Daqi nodded. He was very familiar with Anyang County, but not very familiar with Tangyin County.

  Father and son came to Qingfulou and sat down in front of the window on the second floor. Li Yanqing ordered a few dishes and a pot for his father.

  Li Daqi smiled and poured a glass of wine for his son, "Drink some too!"

   "Daddy, did the batch of grain arrive in the capital last month?" Li Yanqing was very concerned about the matter that made the patriarch feel anxious last time.

  Li Daqi nodded, "Thanks to you last time, the batch of food arrived in Bianjing only one day earlier. The patriarch has always been worried about this matter, and always praises you in front of us."

  Father and son chatted for a few more words, then Li Daqi gradually got down to business.

   "This time I came to Tangyin County, in fact, I came here specifically for your business."

   "Does Daddy mean my imperial examination?"

  Li Daqi shook his head, "Master Yao said that it is not a big problem for you to be admitted to Juren. I am not worried about your imperial examination, but other more important things."

  Li Yanqing was taken aback, there were other things that were more important than the imperial examination in his father's eyes, he was really confused, "What is that?"

   "I came here for the matter of the second patriarch."

The second patriarch is Li Wengui, and the anger in Li Yanqing's heart is burning. It has been quite peaceful for more than a month. Li Wengui has never looked for him again. Li Yanqing thought that Li Wengui was concerned about his face and stopped pestering him. Unexpectedly, he found his father on the head.

  Li Yanqing immediately said bitterly: "Fortunately, he is still the elder of a family, so it's fine to seek profit for himself regardless of shame, but he still has the face to make things big?"

  Li Daqi's face darkened and he said, "Qing'er, don't say that about your elders!"

   "Does Daddy know what happened between me and Li Wengui?"

Li Daqi received a letter from Li Wengui, severely criticizing his son for being disrespectful. This surprised Li Daqi. Such criticism is already very serious in the family. He didn't know what happened, so he hurried away. back.

   "Tell me about it! What happened?"

  Li Yanqing explained in detail how Li Wengui met with him the day before the county exam and asked him to exchange papers with his young grandson, and then talked about Li Baoer asking him to take papers for him to copy in the exam room.

Li Yanqing found out the note that Li Baoer gave him from his book bag. He never threw it away and kept it as evidence. He handed the note to his father, "This is what Song Baoer wrote to me in the examination room. note."

Li Daqi looked at the note, and his eyes showed shock. The second patriarch actually wanted to destroy his son for his young grandson. He couldn't believe it was true, but his son would not deceive himself, besides evidence.

   Li Daqi suddenly became angry. He remembered that Li Wengui had always been prejudiced against him. Every time he met, he was either indifferent or sneering, and never gave himself a good face.

  Now the villain is the first to file a complaint, criticizing his son for being disrespectful, which is unbearable, 'Bang! ’ With a punch, Li Daqi slammed it **** the table, and he was a little furious.

   "You did the right thing. Daddy supports you. I will explain this to the patriarch. If he wants to retaliate, we will never give in!"

  Father's attitude made Li Yanqing very gratified, his father was much stronger than before, and he was no longer as weak and compromised as before.

  Li Daqi pondered and said again: "He also mentioned another thing in the letter to me, which is about the horse you ride, which seems to be called Xuejian, right?"

   Li Yanqing's face was gloomy, why did Li Wengui mention his horse? An intuition told him that Li Wengui might have his own ideas.

   "What exactly Li Wengui wants to do, father just tell me!"

Li Daqi didn't know what to say. He hesitated for a long time, but finally he felt that he should tell the truth, "Your horse, the second patriarch said that he should give it to his grandson Li Feng. He said that the patriarch agreed last year. He asked you to return the horse to him. .”

Before Li Yanqing could speak, Li Daqi hurriedly said: "Of course, I didn't want you to give him the horse, but I didn't know that the county examination happened at the time. Now it seems that he didn't just target a horse. I guess he is trying to save face."

  Li Yanqing did not respond immediately. He felt that this matter was not as simple as his father said. Can a horse save Li Wengui's face?

  Besides, Li Wengui knew that it was impossible for him to return the horse to him, so he was deliberately provoking trouble.

   "When Daddy comes, is there no patriarch to talk to?"

Li Daqi shook his head, "The patriarch has gone to Zhending Mansion. Recently, the military has also purchased food from the people. We can only suspend the purchase of grain. The patriarch wants to see the fur business. He happens to have an old friend there. Originally he wrote Xin asked me to go together, but I had to rush back because of your business."

   "Then this matter will be easy to handle!"

Li Yanqing said lightly: "The patriarch gave me the horse. What does Li Wengui think of him? Please ask him to talk to the patriarch. If the patriarch wants to take the horse back, I have nothing to say, but if he wants to take it from me If the horse snatches it back, then he can only bring shame on himself."

   Li Daqi originally wanted to buy another horse for his son, and this horse would be returned to Li Wengui, adopting a calm attitude.

   But now he knows that things are not as simple as he thought. He knows his son very well, and his son has not been humiliated since he was a child.

  I'm afraid this matter can't be calmed down so easily, Li Daqi only felt a headache for a while.

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  (end of this chapter)