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Chapter Thirty-Six: The Stepmother

The new year is here in a blink of an eye. Xu Qian has been studying hard every day for more than a month and has made a lot of progress. Originally, he should have followed Xuchang back to his hometown at this time, but the county examination was coming soon, and this year he had to change his nationality.

The whole family was in mourning, so Xu Chang asked Xu Qian to study hard in the county, and he returned to his hometown alone.

Xu Qian was happy to have some free time and stayed here with Zhao Mengting, still studying hard.

When people have the desire for fame, they don't need anyone to spur them on. Xu Qian really saw the difference between common people and lords. With this feeling, although pondering Magistrate Su's notes was a bit boring, he gradually realized the fun in it.

Occasionally, Xu Qian would go to see Magistrate Su and ask him some questions. The relationship between Magistrate Su and Xu Qian quickly heated up, and he answered everything he knew. One of them was thick-skinned, and the other was thin-skinned. The thick-skinned one went to ask for advice, and the thin-skinned one asked for advice.

They couldn't save face, but a strange tacit understanding emerged.

On New Year's Eve, Xu Qian went to the county government with a gift. According to the rules of the state, officials sent abroad were not allowed to serve as officials. Officials from Jiangnan often went to Shuzhong, and officials from Shuzhong were assigned to Hebei. And this is Su County

Ling Nai is Luoyang

People are thousands of miles away from here, so it is impossible to return to their hometown. Xu Qian's visit can somewhat relieve the loneliness of County Magistrate Su. Perhaps Magistrate Su is happy and allows him to eat in the Yamen, which can save him a meal.

Meal money.

As a result, when we arrived at the county government office, the policeman at the door was even more respectful to Xu Qian. The relationship between Mr. Xu and the county magistrate was somewhat different now, and it was said that the county had already sent documents of commendation to the government and the province, and there were

They quickly reported many of Mr. Xu's deeds, but it was Mr. Huang who came out.

Master Huang glanced at Xu Qian who was holding the gift and said calmly: "Mr. Xu, could it be that he wants to pay a visit to County Magistrate Su?"

Xu Qian nodded and said, "Exactly."

Mr. Huang said: "Magistrate Su County is meeting with the gentry under his rule. I'm afraid it's inconvenient to see you. It's the New Year's Eve, and there's no need for you to run away anymore. You can go back. After the new year, there will be the county examination. If you have the energy, you still have to go back."

It’s good for reading.”

Xu Qian suddenly felt nervous. What happened when Magistrate Su met with the squire? Moreover, Magistrate Su avoided seeing him. Could it be that something happened in the middle? If so, it would be a natural and man-made disaster.

.

The county examination is less than a month away. If something goes wrong during the exam, Xu Qian will cry without hesitation.

Xu Qian said to Master Huang: "Master, Magistrate Su County..."

Master Huang said with a cold face: "These words just now are the orders of Magistrate Su. You should study hard and study hard. It is useless to talk to you anymore. Let's go quickly."

Seeing Master Huang's coldness, Xu Qian couldn't figure out which joint had the problem for a while, so he could only say: "In that case, let's take our leave, and I ask Master Huang to hand over these gifts."

However, Master Huang stretched out his hand and shook it, saying: "No, Magistrate Su has a breeze in his sleeves, you'd better take it back."

After that, he added: "If your knowledge is not good, what's the use of praying to God and suing Buddha? You can just take care of it yourself."

What he said was so confusing that Xu Qian was confused. He thought to himself, the county magistrate hosted a banquet for the gentry. Could it be that the Zhang family was among the gentry? What benefits did the Zhang family promise to the magistrate Su?

Master Huang's attitude was also a bit strange, and Xu Qian couldn't stay any longer, so he had to go home.

As soon as the Chinese New Year comes, Qiantang County seems calm, even the Xu family is like this. The Xu family's clan is all in the countryside. The old man is gone. Xu Qian usually forgets about studying, but he doesn't think so. Now he finds that he and Zhao Mengting are the only ones in the huge house.

, a feeling of loneliness suddenly came over me.

The same was true for Zhao Mengting. It was her first time away from home, and her relatives were far away in Jiangning. Xu Qian could see that her eyes were a little red and swollen. Xu Qian could only sigh in his heart. He just wanted to take revenge on this arrogant young lady, but who knew that she would

People are hurt like this.

But then I thought about it, hey, I, Xu Qian, actually have times when my conscience is uneasy? It’s really strange. It seems that I have read too much, and even my mind has changed. Amitabha, that’s good, that’s good, it seems that I, Xu Qian,

If Qian does not become a sincere gentleman in the future, he will never succeed.

He was intoxicated, and thinking about Magistrate Su's attitude, he couldn't help but feel a little irritable.

Finally, he took a long breath. Today is the New Year's Eve. It's time to get rid of the old and welcome the new. It's okay not to think about those messy things. So he smiled and said to Zhao Mengting: "Today we will prepare more good dishes and have a good New Year's Eve dinner."

, forget all the unhappy things in the past."

Zhao Mengting nodded with a complicated mood.

In the evening, there was a knock on the door, but it was Deng Jian who came. Deng Jian had long heard that Xu Qian had not left, so he came directly to greet the autumn breeze with a bag of worthless gifts.

He was a guest when he came in. Xu Qian invited him in. Deng Jian smiled and said: "The prince gave everyone in the house a few days of leave, so he had time to come over. How are you reading Brother Xu's book? Haha, you are

The red sleeves add fragrance, and I feel very comfortable. It’s a pity that I am a single man and have no place to go during the Chinese New Year.”

Xu Qian smiled and said: "Why don't you go back to your hometown? Don't you have parents at home?"

Deng Jian's face darkened, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he said vaguely: "You don't understand many things. Hey, I smell the aroma of roasted chicken. Haha, I happen to be hungry."

The three of them sat at the table. Even Zhao Mengting had a few glasses of water and wine, her face was red. Xu Qian had been drinking a lot lately, and he talked a lot after a few glasses of wine. Deng Jian didn't have any wine at all, so he drank a lot.

Talking nonsense, he first squeezed his tears and cried, shouting: "Brother Xu, to tell you the truth, I am miserable."

His screams aroused the concerns of many people. Even Zhao Mengting seemed to be thinking of her parents, and her eyes could not help but turn red.

Xu Qian stared at him: "Are you as miserable as me?"

Deng Jiandao: "What cruel method do you have?"

Xu Qian said drunkenly: "If you wake up and find that many things have changed, would you say it's miserable?"

Deng Jian shook his head and burped: "It's not too bad. At least you have a father. I also have parents. It's just a pity that my mother is the stepmother. She has been pricking me with needles since I was a child. My brother Jin Yiyu

However, I ate scraps of food, and then I ran out of the house and bumped into my master, and I managed to survive."

Xu Qian didn't expect that he would have such a bizarre experience. His sense of justice burst out and he struck the crime and said, "This is the stepmother who killed a thousand swordsmen."

Deng Jian held his head and cried loudly, saying: "Originally, I could also be a young master. This is my destiny. But now I have a family and it is difficult to return. Everyone goes home to celebrate the New Year, but I want to go to the home of a sour scholar like you to enjoy the autumn breeze."

Xu Qian was stunned. Do you think this man named Deng was telling the truth after drinking? He immediately lowered his face and said: "If you dare to scold me, get out of here!"

"I won't get out." Deng Jian shook his head and said: "From now on, I will call this place my home. You are my brother, Meng Ting is my sister, and Uncle Xu is my father. Although your family is bad, it is better than mine."

My biological father and stepmother are much better."

After talking nonsense for a while, everyone calmed down, and then the three of them stared at each other blankly, feeling a sense of desolation and helplessness. Xu Qian suddenly said: "The new year is coming. If you make a wish at this time, you will definitely be able to make a wish in the coming year."

Yingling, Miss Zhao, if it were you, what would you wish for?"

Zhao Mengting's eyes were slightly red and she said: "I want to go home."

Xu Qian sighed and said: "Isn't this a wish? If you want to be successful, just like me, my ambition is very lofty. I want to be a scholar, I want to pass the exam, and I want to be an official. Everyone must look at me and act.

If I am not happy, everyone will be frightened; if I am happy, everyone will be happy and excited."

Deng Jian slapped the table fiercely and said, "I also want a lofty ambition."

Xu Qian said: "You say."

Deng Jiandao: "Can you wait until you become an official in the future and ask me to be the leader of the nursing home? It is said that there are seven ranks of officials in front of the prime minister's door, and every sect is seventh grade. I, the dean of the nursing home, should be at least a fifth rank, right?

.”

Xu Qian almost spat on Deng Jian: "You worthless thing!"

Deng Jian sighed for a while and said: "I also want to be successful, who doesn't want to be successful? My half-brother has been studying since he was a child, but I have nothing. I can't study and make progress, and I only learned martial arts from my master.

Why don't you care for people's homes?" He couldn't help but beat his chest and feet, and cried loudly: "My poor master, why did you die so early? If you died later, you would come to see me in the future.

How gratifying it would be to be the head of the nursing home in the home of a prime minister and a bachelor!"


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