All the boys of the Duan family were admitted as scholars. Duan Yuexiu's eldest son, Duan Minghao, entered the court as an official in his twenties. Unfortunately, he died young.
On the other hand, Duan Mingjing is the eldest of the Duan family boys. He has studied for decades and has yet to gain any fame. If his family could have allowed him to live a life without worries about food and clothing, he would have been
Not so many worries.
Now I make money every day by raising chickens and ducks, and my life is not comparable to before.
Privately, Duan Mingjing also wanted to work hard, read books secretly, and then gain fame and amaze his family.
It's a pity that I couldn't read the book more than two days after I had it.
He is not a scholar, so he can only do the same farm work as ordinary people. And the other brothers in his family have been admitted to the scholar examination one by one. In the future, they will also pass the imperial examination and become a Jinshi, and they will go higher and higher.
But he still only knows how to raise chickens and cannot be an official.
Duan Mingjing has been thinking about this matter in his heart, and now he vents it out with the help of alcohol, and howls loudly at the top of his voice: "Mom, my son is useless! He can't pass the examination to be a scholar! Mom, I'm sorry for you, I'm sorry, dad."
Qiao Lan was sitting at the next table eating the food, watching Duan Ming's drunkenness with amusement, but she didn't expect that the conversation would suddenly involve her.
It is said that men will not shed tears easily. After Qiao Lan came here, she often saw Duan Mingjing crying.
When you are older, you cry easily. It is true that you have been raised so well by your original body. Like flowers in a greenhouse, they cannot withstand the wind and rain.
Qiao Lan put down her chopsticks: "Take him back to the room and give him some water. Don't drink so much next time."
Mo Qiming sat at the table with a reserved look and didn't dare to move his chopsticks. Hearing what the old lady said, he quickly helped Duan Mingjing up, "I'll come, I'll take the second master back."
Brothers Duan Mingchen and Duan Mingqing stood up and helped support him.
Duan Mingjing seemed to be drunk, so he pushed Mo Qiming away, stood up unsteadily, shook his head and said firmly: "I won't go, I'm not drunk, I'm going to find dad, I'm going to kowtow to dad!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Duan Mingjing howled again, squatting by the table and hugging the corner of the table, "Dad, my son is sorry for you! My son is useless!"
Mo Qiming pulled Duan Mingjing's arm and found that it couldn't be pulled, so he could only persuade him in a low voice: "Second Master, I will help you go back to your room to rest."
"Don't pull me, I won't go..."
Qiao Lan felt helpless and urged, "Why is it useless? I think you are much more useful now than before." She turned around and told Shang next to her, "Go find a wet handkerchief and wipe his face."
Mrs. Shang glanced at her husband with concern, nodded, and went out to find a wet handkerchief.
"Mom, my son can't pass the examination as a scholar, my son is useless!" Duan Mingjing heard Qiao Lan's voice and cried.
"Is it necessary to be admitted as a scholar?"
Duan Mingjing seemed to be stunned by the rhetorical question, and a puzzled look appeared on his tear-stained face: "Everyone in the family is a scholar, but I am not. Aren't I useless?"
"Then tell me, what is useful? Is it useful to be an official?"
"Being an official means honoring your family name and making your ancestors feel at ease." Duan Mingjing said matter-of-factly.
Qiao Lan chuckled: "Is it more important to have a glorious family background or to eat?"
Duan Mingjing seemed to be stunned by this question. He was silent for a while and said: "It is important to shine on the lintel..."
Qiao Lan: "If you just want to glorify your family and starve yourself and your children to death, will your ancestors be happy or unhappy if they find out?"
Duan Mingjing's face showed a smile that was uglier than crying: "We can't give up the family! Eating is still important!"
“So eating is still important!”
"Guangyaomenlin is just a nice thing to say, so that people around you can look good. When your home is ransacked, you can see who comes to give it to you? They give you money and money, but where are your close friends and confidants? None of them.
Come."
Duan Mingjing listened, with tears streaming down his face. On weekdays, he took advantage of him and spent a lot of money to treat everyone to drinks and dinners, and everyone called out to Master Duan. When he was in trouble, none of these people came.
"The glory of your family is for others to see. If you care too much about other people's eyes in life, you will live a very tired life. As long as you can support your family and take care of your wife and children, you are a very powerful person. You can raise chickens and you can earn a
You earn a lot of money and rely on your own ability to make a living. Are you stronger than before?"
Qiao Lan explained bit by bit.
"Mom, my son only knows how to raise chickens. Isn't it embarrassing?" Duan Mingjing cried.
"You rely on your own ability to make a living, and don't steal or rob. Why is it embarrassing? If you can raise chickens well and make money by yourself, you are much better than those who ask their parents and wives for money all day long."
At this time, Mrs. Shang handed over the handkerchief and wiped her husband's face with compassion.
Duan Mingjing's hand holding the leg of the table slowly relaxed a little.
"Are you still sad?" Qiao Lan asked.
Duan Mingjing nodded and shook his head.
"Then do you think you can pass the examination as a scholar?"
Duan Mingjing shook his head.
"If you can't pass the exam, don't take the exam. It doesn't mean that you can't live a life without being a scholar. A person's life is only a few decades, and it passes in the blink of an eye. Why bother to be obsessed with fame and fortune? Look at the emperors of the previous dynasty, how many people in the world remember them now?
His name is just a handful of dirt."
Qiao Lan spoke a lot very fast, making Duan Mingjing a little dizzy. Although he was already dizzy, he probably knew that his mother didn't mind if he failed to pass the examination.
It's just that he is still confused and knows something, "Mom, if it's dad..."
Qiao Lan immediately interrupted him, "Forget about your father. If it weren't for your father, I wouldn't be able to live such a miserable life. I would still have to settle the score with him! I will definitely go before you. I won't dare to see you after you die.
Your father, then he’s gone! Even if he wants to clean up the house, I’m still here!”
Although it is impossible for Qiao Lan to reunite with the Duan family after her death, she is not the soul here. She can teach Duan Mingjing to be like this, which can be said to surpass Duan Yuexiu himself. Duan Yuexiu should be secretly happy!
Duan Mingjing was confused by Qiao Lan's words and did not dare to speak.
The people in the room were even more excited to hear what they said. The old lady's words were indeed a bit... bold. But at the same time, one could feel the old lady's love for the second master. She was really kind and loving.
Duan Mingqing listened on the sidelines, listening to how Qiao Lan persuaded Duan Mingjing. Qiao Lan was Duan Mingqing's nominal mother, not his biological mother.
What would happen if his biological mother were here? She might just cry like an ordinary woman and scold him. Duan Mingqing quickly shook off the thoughts in his mind. There is no need to worry about things that will never happen.
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He is just a little jealous of his second brother, jealous that his mother can always protect him. That was the case before, and it is still the case now.
"Mom, you are so kind!" Duan Mingjing whined.
"I also know that I am good at raising chickens! Don't think you are useless, you are very good at raising chickens!" Qiao Lan praised.