Yuzhu took a sip of tea and said with a smile: "Disciples still need to review their lessons and strive to pass the Gongshi examination as soon as possible. My two disciples will be able to thank you, Master, for their troubles."
Tang Bing was so thick-skinned that he said without blinking: "I can teach Jieyuan's disciple, who is just a child, so why bother?"
Now, if Yuzhu wanted to take away the two emperor's grandsons, Tang Bing would really dare to slap the table and scold his mother.
Tang Bing's method of teaching students was actually similar to Kangxi's method, both of which were terrible cramming.
Every day, the endorsement status was randomly checked. If the emperor's grandson couldn't recite the book, he would grab his little hand and slap him hard twenty times.
Then the emperor and his grandson were forced to recite it a hundred and twenty times, and recite it an additional one hundred and twenty times, until they knew it by heart.
Although this kind of education method is very rude and barbaric, it really works.
Among Kangxi's many sons, even the most uneducated brother, the tenth brother, could fully understand official documents and could even write a few crooked poems.
"Well, my two disciples will be disciplined by you, my mentor." Yuzhu felt relaxed and happy.
To be honest, he is only sixteen years old. Even if he has great patience, he is too lazy to teach a little kid to read all day long.
Anyway, there is absolutely no harm in letting Tang Bing get closer to the emperor and his grandchildren.
How many days have it been since the emperor and his grandsons came to study?
The housekeeper of the seventh elder brother's house has come to give gifts to Tang Bing several times.
The fifth elder brother was even more amazing. He actually sent a handsome seventeen-year-old girl to warm Tang Bing's bed.
On the day the pretty girl was delivered, Yuzhu's wife, Mrs. Zhou, was so angry that she was shaking all over.
However, in order to express his gratitude to Tang Bing for teaching his son, Master Wubeile gave him nothing more than a toy, which was perfectly justified.
Even if Mrs. Zhou was unhappy, she would not dare to protest and refuse the entry of that handsome girl.
These days, Tang Bing can be said to be in a good mood and is in a good mood!
Tang Bing, who was in high spirits during happy events, said with a smile: "According to my opinion, you have everything ready, you just need to enter the Gongyuan again. Hehe, what you need now is not to study hard behind closed doors, but to relax and relax."
This is a double entendre, with an endless aftertaste and a strong peach flavor!
Yuzhu pursed his lips and smiled. Tang Bing was already in his forties, and he could still grow new branches from old trees, and the pear blossoms overwhelmed the begonias. It was inevitable to be proud.
In the blink of an eye, the Spring Festival is here.
Bannermen are mostly face-saving and lively people. During the Spring Festival, there will be noisy events for at least a month.
The Spring Festival celebrated by the banner people, which is now the Beginning of Spring, also focuses on the day before, which is called the Spring Festival.
The harbinger of spring is the New Year's Eve for banner people, and this day must be celebrated lively.
In this era, only a few powerful aristocrats are truly luxurious.
There are many people in the family, and they can only earn a fixed amount of money every month. In fact, ordinary bannermen who can barely make ends meet account for the vast majority.
On the day of spring, ordinary bannermen in Sijiu City will first stir-fry leeks, shredded pork, vermicelli, bean sprouts, and baby spinach together, called a combination dish.
Ordinary Banner people can't afford meat. However, Banner people love face, so they put a piece of egg pancake on top of the vegetables, and they became "Hecai wearing a hat", and they also gave it an auspicious name: Jin
The hall is full of silver.
The authentic bannermen in Sijiu City never speak of eggs, but chickens. Chickens are considered meat dishes.
Banner people are very particular and like to use elegant names. Eggs spread are called Huangcai stalls, and fried meat with eggs is called osmanthus meat.
When a southerner went to a restaurant in Sijiu City, he heard the waiter announcing the dish "Woguozi" and thought it was a snack, but what he was served was poached eggs.
Yuzhu's family, starting from his great-grandfather Tong Tulai, are not true bannermen.
Longkodo is a gangster, Li Si'er is a shrewd loser, Yuzhu is a modern greasy uncle with a soul, and Yuyan is a little girl with no rules.
Anyway, at home, everyone says whatever they like. All kinds of random names are flying all over the place, and they are not at all as sophisticated as the serious Banner people.
In fact, important Manchu ministers like Longkodo, who hold great power, have plenty of money at home, so what day is not celebrating the New Year?
In addition, Yuzhu's family has a small population and only has four decent masters.
In previous years, Li Si'er would always call Grandma Liu, Hongmei and the others to the table together in order to join in the fun.
Longkodo knew that the rules were broken and there was no order, so he didn't dare to say anything.
Li Si'er was really annoyed. He took the feather duster and dared to whip Mr. Long all over the room.
From the first day of spring to the sixteenth day of the first lunar month, there is no big or small half of the month. Even if the servants make mistakes, they will not make fun of them and scold them on the spot. They will wait until after the festival to settle the general accounts.
On the night of Spring Festival, which is New Year's Eve, people under the banner pay attention to "staying up for the New Year". Everyone stays up until dawn before going to bed.
When he was idle, Longkodo took Yuzhu, drank tea, cracked melon seeds and chatted.
"This time, the emperor gave you a word. Hey, it's very useful." Long Keduo twirled his beard and smiled proudly.
No matter how wise Kangxi was, he still fell into his trap.
Before the examination, I specially gave the word Yuzhu. The connotation was enough for the examiner and fellow examiners to think about it for half a month.
Kangxi punished officials, often with the crime of assuming the will of the Holy Spirit.
However, if you don’t figure out the holy will, how can you get promoted and make money by following the people’s wishes?
This creates a paradox.
The emperor publicly said that he was not allowed to guess my thoughts, and anyone who guessed would be punished.
The actual rule of operation is that whoever guesses the emperor's intention will achieve great success, without exception.
Yuzhu smiled slightly. How powerful Longkodo was. Before Kangxi's death, he was still in the dark, right?
"Thank you Ama for your care." Yuzhu no longer agreed with Longkodo's publicity and corruption, but this time Ama called out willingly.
"You are my biological son, not a picked-up bastard, why do you need to say thank you?" Long Keduo was unhappy, glared at Yuzhu, and scolded, "I raised you until I was sixteen, do you think I have ever messed up?
How much money have you spent? Aren't they all in your pocket? Why do you need so much money? Isn't it just for you?"
Longkodo was extremely patriarchal, so Yu Yan was naturally ignored by him.
In Longkodo's view, Yuyan is just a little girl. In the future, she will choose a good husband's family and be married to someone else's daughter-in-law with more money.
Yuzhu is the mainstay that Longkodo and Li Sier can rely on for their retirement!
Li Si'er was most taboo about the word bastard. She slammed the kang table and said angrily: "Yuzhu is a bastard, so who am I?"
Since ancient times, one thing has come down to another!
Longkodo, who even dared to beat his own father, was afraid of Li Si'er. He waved his hands repeatedly and said, "I mean, all the money I got back will be used to get him a wife."
"Humph, what about Jade Smoke?"
Longkodo loved Yuzhu very much, and Li Sier actually felt very comfortable, but he deliberately used Yuyan to make trouble.
"Hey, my biological little girl is getting married. The dowry is one hundred and twenty-eight dollars, not even one can be less." Long Keduo said this, but he was thinking in his heart that the dowry would only be three hundred thousand taels of silver at most.
There can never be more.
In Li Si'er's pocket, there is a huge amount of five million taels of dirty money hidden, most of which must be for Yuzhu. As for Yuyan, the dowry of 400,000 taels has come to an end, this is what she has in mind
Bottom line.
Unless it is an only-daughter family, parents in this era, in most cases, have extremely serious thoughts of favoring sons over daughters, with few exceptions.
"Amma, Enie, what are you talking about? If you keep talking nonsense, I won't accompany you through the New Year."
Yuyan is only nine years old. However, people in this era are generally precocious, and she already knows a lot of things.
"Sir, the red sandalwood is not enough. Let's make more housework." Li Si'er was very satisfied with Long Keduo's attitude of loving his son, but he always used jade cigarettes to talk about things.
This was a serious matter, so Longkodo quickly agreed.
In this era, wealthy families, as long as they truly love their daughters, will start collecting fine wood and rare gems and jade materials bit by bit from the time when their daughters are very young.
There are some top-quality woods, such as rosewood, huanghuali wood or rosewood. These are good things that are difficult to buy no matter how much money you spend.
Parents must collect them little by little on a daily basis.
Before my daughter got married, I sent professionals to measure the various dimensions of the new house, and then asked skilled craftsmen from the Ministry of Internal Affairs or the Ministry of Industry to help make the furniture.
In the Qing Dynasty, there could not be any particularly powerful folk carpentry masters.
The reason is actually very simple. All the really talented and skilled craftsmen were forcibly removed by the government.
After the reform, the country became rich, and both the State Administration of Cultural Heritage and the Palace Museum wanted to repair the rotten and missing floor tiles in the Forbidden City.
As a result, the State Administration of Cultural Heritage sent experts to search all over the country, but no one could restore it to its original state, so we could only let it deteriorate day by day.
To put it bluntly, the palace’s special kiln-making brick making technology has been completely lost!
"Well, good son, I have laid the groundwork for you whatever I should do for you, whatever I can do for you. There is no way, there is only a limit to what Amma can do, and there is no way I can do more."
Longkodo secretly thought it was a pity. If his biological sister, Empress Xiao Yiren, the adoptive mother of the fourth elder brother, was still alive, she could have laid more groundwork with the emperor in advance.
It's a pity that the Concubine Tong in the palace was just named Tong, and she didn't really enter Kangxi's heart.
Yuzhu is by no means a moral figure, nor is he a fool who has the right to do nothing. He is grateful from the bottom of his heart for everything Longkodo has done for him.
"Ama, my son won't say thank you anymore."
Real flesh-and-blood father and son, saying thank you, will indeed be separated.
Longko was very happy, touched his chin, and said with a proud smile: "Good son, you really cheer me up. Many of those old guys who used to look down on you, Ama, took the initiative to say hello to me, and just opened their mouths and said
, Long Laosan, you gave birth to a good son." He smiled like a flower.
That night, the four members of Long Laosan's family sat around the kang table and talked about family happiness. https://m.5Α
Shortly after the twilight drum sounded at three o'clock in the morning, the concierge suddenly came to report that Tong Liu, the butler beside the old lady, had arrived and was waiting in the concierge.
"Tell him to come in." When Longkodo heard that Tong Liu was here, his face darkened. If a night owl entered the house, it would be up to him.
(PS: The Bannerman’s Spring Festival and his married daughter are antique, rich, and very insightful! Just give the monthly and recommended votes to Yuzhu.)