Zhao Mingcheng looked at the crumpled book, and then looked at the contents. The words seemed to jump on their own and move around at will. When he woke up, he completely forgot about the contents.
Compared with modern times, the characters of the Song Dynasty are still more difficult to recognize. It’s OK to not read a lot, but you have to be illiterate. Being illiterate is called being uneducated, and you can’t live in daily life.
"Qingluan, are you literate?"
"Get to know some."
"Can you read this book?"
Qingluan took a look and thought, isn't this the Book of Songs? The young master is really an interesting person.
Qingluan blushed, "I can read and recite."
"Well, I also have a rubbing book here. You can bring this one to me and read it beside me."
"Yes, sir."
Although he behaved strangely, Qingluan saw that the Third Young Master spoke neatly and simply, and his behavior was more cheerful than before, and he was much more romantic.
Zhao Mingcheng was eating and reading.
It's just that Zhao Mingcheng found that the owner of this body seemed to have used his eyes too much when reading, and his eyesight was not as good as his in modern times.
Zhao Tingzhi, his father who came to visit Zhao Mingcheng, was deeply moved when he saw this level of hard work.
"Defu, put your book down quickly. You don't have to work so hard while eating."
【Zhao Mingcheng, courtesy name Defu.】
Dove?
Zhao Mingcheng looked up and saw an old man with a tired look on his face. He was wearing a red official uniform and a winged hat on his head.
At first glance, it looks like a very gorgeously dressed big rooster.
Zhao Mingcheng didn't react for a while. He asked Qingluan, "Who is this person?"
Hearing this, Zhao Tingzhi's brows drooped.
Qingluan whispered, "He is your husband. The son's father."
Is this his father?
A relatively stocky man said, "Father, I heard that Defu has lost his memory and needs to rest for a while."
Zhao Mingcheng was an orphan in his previous life. When he saw this man, he was naturally moved.
Zhao Tingzhi was followed by his two brothers and one sister. The eldest brother was fifteen years older than him, and his son was already eight years old. The person who spoke was none other than the eldest brother Zhao Cuncheng, whose courtesy name was Zhongfu.
The whole family came to visit him. Zhao Mingcheng was a little excited. He stood up and bowed with the etiquette of this era, "Greetings to father. Eldest brother, second brother."
The three of them arrived and sat down together.
Zhao Minglan moved a bamboo stool and sat down next to Zhao Mingcheng. She was just a thirteen-year-old girl with two little horns on her head. She had bright eyes, red lips and white teeth, and a charming and innocent look on her face.
"Third brother, are you feeling better?"
"Okay, everything is okay. My father and sister don't have to worry about me."
Zhao Tingzhi was busy with official duties. When he heard that his son was ill, he hurried back. When he saw Zhao Mingcheng, his face was red and he spoke well, but he had forgotten things.
"I have seen this disease in medical books before. As time goes by, I will slowly remember the past things. It doesn't matter, just don't worry."
"That's what father said. Defu, don't panic. If you are sick, just stay at home and rest. We will take care of your family affairs." Zhao Cuncheng comforted him. The elder brother looked older than him, and his beard was growing slowly.
, he has a peaceful appearance and seems to be a very loyal person.
Seeing that Zhao Mingcheng had nothing to do, the few people went back.
Zhao Mingcheng could see that they looked tired.
"Father, eldest brother, second brother, take a good rest after you go back. I'm fine, so father and brothers don't need to worry."
After Zhao Tingzhi heard this, he left with peace of mind.
His precious little son is still here!
The next day, Zhao Tingzhi was still at home, and his two brothers were also at home. The four father and son sat in the pavilion feeding the fish together, and their life was very leisurely.
The eldest brother Zhao Cuncheng said to Zhao Mingcheng, "By the way, third brother, you don't know yet. Yesterday, my father was named the Minister of Rites by the official family and worshiped the censor Zhongcheng."
Zhao Mingcheng didn't know why, but he almost blurted out some words, "Congratulations to my father for being promoted. Now that my father has been promoted to an official position, he can make a lot of achievements."
In the past, Zhao Mingcheng would have praised his father and flattered him wildly. But with his personality, he would never be able to say this. He can make a lot of achievements in the future.
Zhao Mingcheng does not have any lofty political ideals or ambitions, and only likes antiques, calligraphy and painting, which is a very headache for Zhao Tingzhi.
When Zhao Tingzhi heard this, he couldn't help but sigh, "Misfortune lies where blessings depend, and misfortune lies behind. The ancients are right. Although you fell into the water, it was unfortunate. But when you wake up, you know that a man is born between heaven and earth."
, you should make a difference, this is a great blessing. As my son, you are destined to serve as an official in the court and do things for the people. Just think about it."
Zhao Tingzhi said and patted Zhao Mingcheng on the shoulder.
Zhao Tingzhi suddenly asked again, "Defu, I remember you are about to take the imperial examination. How are you doing? Are you confident? If not, I will introduce you to the Imperial College."
"Tai Xue?"
The second brother, Zhao Sicheng, patiently explained, "If you want to be an official, you must enter the Imperial College and take the imperial examination. My father has already prepared your future."
Zhao Mingcheng listened, Taixue is a university, right? In that case, he wants to study again.
What a waste of time.
Wasn't the Song Dynasty destroyed by the Jin Dynasty?
To defend against the enemy, we must strengthen our military!
Seeing that Zhao Mingcheng didn't speak, Zhao Tingzhi asked, "It's okay for my son to speak directly. As a father, I don't care about anything else."
"I want to join the army and become a general."
Everyone was surprised.
Zhao Tingzhi's face turned from white to black.
The atmosphere in the court immediately changed, and both brothers bowed their heads and stopped talking.
Zhao Tingzhi had a straight face and stroked his beard, "I heard that after you fell into the water, you were not very clear-headed and you forgot many things in the past. Now it seems that you are really bad. Never say this in the future.
Mention it to outsiders."
Zhao Tingzhi said this and left angrily.
Zhao Mingcheng didn't know why, so he asked his two brothers, "What's wrong with father?"
Zhao Cuncheng's face was also ugly and he was glaring at him.
"Why did you think of joining the army?" Only the second brother Zhao Sicheng knocked on the table, but what he wanted to knock more was Zhao Mingcheng's head.
"Of course it's to protect our country and protect our Song Dynasty."
In fact, Zhao Tingzhi had not gone very far. When he heard these words, he was stunned and his steps naturally stopped.
He used the mulberry tree as a cover and leaned over to listen to the conversation of the three brothers.
The two brothers were silent at first.
Zhao Cuncheng said, "So third brother, that's what you think. It's just that some things are not as simple as you think. You are still young, so you should study hard at home. I think you have failed in the scientific examination this time, so why not?
Let’s go, go to Taixue and start over from scratch. How about that?”
"Not really."
Zhao Mingcheng couldn't understand why his father and brother didn't think highly of him, and he was very depressed.
Could it be that the old Zhao family has a bad family tradition? They are treacherous officials and corrupt officials who do not take it as their own responsibility to help the world and safeguard the country and the country.
Otherwise, why would Li Qingzhao write poems against Zhao Mingcheng? This chapter has been completed!