Okay, work harder, after all, they are Confucian scholars, so they can't just say ok like aunts and aunts.

Xining picked up the round fan and shook it, and explained it to the truth and moved it to the emotion: "Mr. Huang also takes care of Mr. Zhong in daily life. As the saying goes, he will be a teacher for life and be a father for life, so it really makes the county take the initiative.

Mr. Zhong is not young anymore, and Mr. Huang must pay attention to whether there is a suitable one, otherwise it will be delayed after the years. Otherwise, this is the case, Mr. Zhong will be the one who is a master of Yixue."

He turned his head and said, "Come on! Take the prepared things."

A small box was placed on a tray. The box was opened and silver inside was brought to the yellow handle.

"This is..." Huang Bing looked at the silver in the box, then looked at the county lord.

Xining said slowly: "I heard about the great name of Huang Rushi for a long time, and I also like Mr. Zhong's paintings. Here is a 200-liang pen fee. I would like to ask Mr. Huang and Mr. Zhong to paint together. Please make sure to agree!"

Huang Bing is in a dilemma. Miss Wang has seen it. It's pretty good. Zhong Shuo talks about paintings. Miss Wang is not bored at all. Instead, she comments from time to time. In the future, she should be in love and harmonious.

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But it’s only 200 taels of silver, how can you marry this person with a dowry of 5,000 taels?

Xining smiled and said meaningfully: "Miss Wang's uncle and Mr. Deng are still at Yuelai Inn in the county town. I will write a letter of appointment to hire Mr. Zhong as Mr. Yixue, and ask Mr. Huang to take it over,

Show it to him. Say to him that I should know my wish when I see this letter of appointment."

Huang Bian's eyes lit up immediately and he immediately bowed: "Then Huang is disrespectful and would like to paint for the county lord together with his foolish disciples!"

Xining smiled: "I guess it must be icing on the cake and draw a full moon."

After all, Zhong Shuo is a scholar. With the yellow prosecutor, he will definitely have a future. The county lord secretly recognized it. In addition to the messy things before, Mr. Deng will definitely go to the royal palace to propose marriage. Mr. Wang will have to agree at that time!

Huang Bing returned to the study, carrying the silver and the letter of appointment, and pulled Zhong Shuo to Yuelai Inn to look for Mr. Deng.

As soon as Mr. Deng saw the letter of appointment, he thought about it and agreed. Huang Bian thrust while the iron was hot, and went to find a matchmaker and asked the matchmaker to go to the royal palace to propose marriage with Mr. Deng.

Mr. Deng was really powerful and glared: "Is the gift of 200 taels of gifts worth less? You only had 200 taels of silver when you married my little sister! No matter how much money you have, you will be married with my niece in the future."

Mr. Wang was so annoyed that he had no choice but to agree, so he exchanged his birthday and horoscopes on the spot.

I found a fortune teller and my horoscope matched.

On the third day, Zhong Shuo came to the door with a betrothal gift. Even in a hurry, three books and six rituals were indispensable. In addition to 200 taels of silver, there were also various compradors who followed the rules, and even living geese.

Where did the comprador come from? Of course, it was the money given by the county lord of Yixue to teach, but he actually gave all the money for one year in one go. For this reason, Huang Jie even equaled Zhong Shuo fifty taels. After all, the county lord was looking at this money because Zhong Shuo

He should give it a little bit of it only for his sake. After all, Zhong Shuo's parents both died, and in the past two years, he also treated Zhong Shuo as his adopted son.

As soon as he saw the days given, Mr. Wang immediately glared: "Will you get married next month?"

Mr. Deng is also very powerful: "My mother, Mrs. Deng, is old, and she can see her most worried granddaughter getting married. It is also considered that you have fulfilled your filial piety and not let my poor little sister down."

As soon as this matter was involved in filial piety, and the deceased wife who was all tall in the grave was all over the grass, Mr. Wang had no strength to argue.

At that time, the fortune teller's eyes turned and immediately understood the meaning. He recited his beard and said that there were many good days next month, so he gave him several days to August. Mrs. Huang, who was busy with this, also gave him an extra money for fortune teller.

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After the Mid-Autumn Festival, the dust has settled and I am waiting for the time to welcome the wedding.

And there are even greater fluctuations in the county...

At the intersection of the street, a group of people came to watch.

"What's it written?"

"Go and call the gentleman who wrote the letter to come and read it."

In this era, most people didn’t have the opportunity to study and had to pay tuition to go to school, which was a lot of money. And there were no imperial examinations, and they were all recommended. Therefore, few people know how to read.

The gentleman who specializes in writing letters for others came over and looked at the paper.

The person next to him was anxious and urged: "Sir, what do you mean?"

"No, no hurry~" the gentleman touched the goatee's beard and squinted his eyes: "This word is really well written..."

"Who asked you to read the words? What is it written?" The people around were itchy and almost scratched their heads.

"It says that the county mainly runs a charity school." Amid the exclamation, the gentleman shook his head and said, "Anyone who is over five to twenty years old can listen. Those who are rated as the best ones every month will be rewarded with the pen and ink simplified pens and simplified pens and scripts every month.

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It soon spread throughout the county town, and talked about it when you have time, and even talked about it after dinner, even when you were lying down.

Especially when eating with a bowl, it is often the couple talking.

"Dad, why don't you tell my dog ​​to listen too."

"What nonsense? You can't even eat anymore. You're going to attend the class in a torn dress?"

"It's all written. The clothes can be torn but they have to be washed. There is no limit on men and women. I want to go to the class to recognize words!"

"You? Just calm down. You go to the class. Who will do this job? Just let the dog listen. It's better to recognize the word "two."

The speed was also fast. Three days later, a layer of oil cloth was pulled over the dead end of the parking horse. There was a mat and desk in the bottom.

It was time in the morning and a group of children came happily.

There are domestic slaves at the entrance of the alley. After seeing the children's clothes, hands and faces clean, they put them in. A domestic slave inside directed the children to sit on the straw mats spread on the ground in order.

After almost everyone was about to finish, Zhong Shuo came out, sat in his teacher's seat, and started teaching.

Bamboo slips with words written are passed in turn, and people passing by outside can often hear the sound of children reading inside.

After the child finished learning, the one who was eager to learn would take a stick and write on the ground: "This is the word "tian", this is the word "shan".

This made adults who might not even know a single word, and even said that reading is good.

"Prince of the County, please use it!" A cup of tea was brought. Jing'er secretly wondered, is this kind of water that can be made directly into tea leaves, so is it delicious?

Xining quickly took it, blew the tea leaves floating on it, and took a sip... Well, it's not bad, although there is still a little difference, at least I can drink it. Compared to the matcha soup with salt, this one is better.

Drink too much.

Half of it, I went to refill the water. Xining leaned on the soft pillow with satisfaction, listened to the singer singing beside her, picked up the list of goods purchased this time and looked at it, combining work and rest, and intersecting bitterness and joy. This is what

Life.

After the Mid-Autumn Festival, Miss Wang is about to get married!
Chapter completed!