"Zhi'er, you have been delayed by many chores recently. It seems that you have not been to Dangyang Academy for some days. Seeing that autumn is approaching, can you tell me as a father, are you sure of being a high school candidate? If you have the ability, plus
Your marriage to Qi Yun can be regarded as a double blessing for us. If you are not sure, my father will make preparations in advance and arrange things for you in the Liu family's business. It's time for you to take over the Liu family's business when you are old enough. You can't let it pass in a day.
There must be a goal for three days of dawdling."
Liu Mingzhi didn't expect that the old man would ask about Qiu Wei. He was so sure. He had never experienced these things in the Qiu Wei exam. He was completely blinded as to what the test was. He didn't even have a month in Dangyang Academy.
I was called back by you urgently to discuss the time for matching sleeping clothes. It would be surprising if I could pass the exam.
Liu Mingzhi buried his head in his porridge. It was really hard to answer this question. If he said he couldn't pass the exam, it would definitely hurt the hearts of the old man and the two elders. If he said he could pass the exam, it would be more troublesome when the time comes. If it wasn't for that material, he would still be an ostrich.
Good.
Liu Zhi'an put down the bowl of porridge and said with great sincerity: "Zhi'er, don't worry, I don't blame you whether you pass the exam or not and become a father. If you can pass the exam, everyone will be happy. If you don't get the chance, you can only say
Our Liu family is not blessed to be an official, so we have given up on being a father and don’t think about this matter anymore. In fact, it is quite good for the family to live peacefully. After you and Yun girl get married, as long as you live a perfect life, for
The Father is satisfied.”
Liu Mingzhi was startled, and felt sad in his heart. The old man must have had great hopes for himself. Unfortunately, his predecessors did not live up to expectations, and he himself did not live up to expectations. The businessman's status was low, and the old man did not hesitate to spend tens of thousands of taels of silver to donate the title of a scholar to himself.
Don't you just hope that one day you can get ahead and get rid of the reputation of a merchant's son? Looking at Liu Zhi'an's slightly white temples, Liu Mingzhi felt that the wind in Liu Mansion was a bit strong today and it was easy for sand to get in.
In any case, it is better to explain the situation to the old man as soon as possible. It is better to suffer from late pain than early pain. You always have to face it. Just like the old man said, without the fate of being an official, it is actually a kind of happiness for a family to live together in an ordinary way. Why be so ambitious?
where.
"Old man, I'm not filial, so I'm not sure I'll be admitted to the imperial examination, but I'll try my best."
Liu Zhi'an looked at Liu Mingzhi with his cloudy eyes and sighed. Liu Mingzhi felt sad. He really hurt the old man's heart. Liu Zhi'an suddenly stood up and pointed at Young Master Liu and cursed.
Said: "You little bastard, I know that these days you only know how to travel around and neglect your homework. How could I have given birth to such a thing with no ambition like you? If I had known, it would be better to throw you in the pit than to do it."
It's good to be embarrassed now. If you don't pass the exam this autumn, I will skin you alive."
After saying that, he threw down his sleeves and walked into the back of the hall, ignoring Mr. Liu who looked dull.
With a clatter, the spoon in his hand fell on the table. Mr. Liu didn't even react. What the hell was going on? Why did the scene of a loving father and a filial son, and touching family love change in an instant?
Is the old man who skinned himself alive after failing to pass the exam in dialect still the same old man with cloudy eyes, worry about his future, and a sad look on his face? Peace and tranquility is the way to live? Which is the truth, plain and simple? Urban routines
Hey, who takes whom seriously? The speed at which the old man changes his face is really amazing. I can’t help but accept it.
"mother?"
Mrs. Liu smiled faintly: "Zhi'er, you'd better take it seriously when your father is serious, otherwise mother won't be able to help you. If you fail the imperial examination this autumn, your father may be a little angry when he says he'll strip you.
"
Young Master Liu breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that the old man was joking.
Mrs. Liu continued: "Although I can't skin you alive, beating you half to death is not impossible. You can weigh it yourself."
Where is the family love that was promised? Young Master Liu suddenly collapsed on his chair. The old man is getting more and more cunning as he gets older. He doesn't have the guts to gamble.
"Don't think too much, just study hard. Come, Zhi'er, this is a thousand-year-old ginseng soup prepared by your father for you. Drink it to replenish your body and you will have the energy to study."
The corner of Young Master Liu's mouth twitched, looking at Mrs. Liu's uncomfortable look, he was wondering in his heart what the hell is that expression on your face that you are trying to cover up, is this really ginseng soup from ten years?
Well? Thousand-year-old ginseng soup. It is said that thousand-year-old ginseng can bring life to the dead and white bones. It may be a bit exaggerated, but it is definitely a treasure. At least it is a great tonic. Thinking of Qinglian lying on his bed in the room, Liu
Mingzhi no longer refused. Her status was inconvenient to call a doctor. If she wanted to be cured, there was nothing more suitable than ginseng soup.
Glancing at his younger brother and sister Liu, who was only focused on eating, he shook his head and sighed. Who do you think these two guys have similar temperaments for not eating enough?
Liu Mingzhi stood up after picking up the ginseng soup: "Mom, I want to go back. I will drink it myself when the ginseng soup is cold."
Mrs. Liu tried to stop her, but Young Master Liu had already thrown his body down and ran away. It was impossible not to run away. If Mother had to watch her drink it with her own eyes, then she would really be doomed.
Liu Mingzhi opened the door and stared at the scene in the room with a surprised look on his face. Qinglian was still lying on the bed as before, without changing out of her night clothes. Ying'er was holding a chicken feather stall in her hand and huddled behind the table in fear.
Looking at the sleeping Qinglian.
Ying'er was startled when she heard the sound of the door opening. When she saw it was the young master, she dropped the chicken feather stall and retreated behind the young master.
Ying'er tremblingly grabbed the young master's arm and placed her behind Liu Mingzhi.
"Master, there is a snake. There is a snake on her body, just on her arm."
Young Master Liu instantly became cold when he heard the word snake. The shadow of a mollusk like a snake is not something that can be easily overcome.
"Snake? Where are the snakes?"
Ying'er turned around and pointed at Qinglian's sleeve: "In her clothes, there is a colorful snake. I wonder if it is poisonous?"
Gently pushing Ying'er away and letting her hide behind him, Liu Mingzhi put down the ginseng soup and picked up the cleaning broom on the side to pick up Qinglian's sleeves. He only had a pair of white wrists and did not see the poisonous snake that Ying'er mentioned.
, he picked up the sleeve of the other wrist and found nothing: "Ying'er, did you not sleep well, did you read it wrong?"
"No, Master, Ying'er must have seen it right. There was indeed a colorful snake in her sleeve, and it was still spitting out snake messages. It bit Ying'er's hand. Ying'er swore that there was really a snake.
snake."
Seeing that Ying'er's expression didn't look fake, Liu Mingzhi used a broom to pick up everything on the bed, including the quilt. Still no trace of the snake was found: "Ying'er, there really isn't any."
Ying'er cried in a low voice: "Master, Ying'er didn't lie. There really are venomous snakes. Ying'er read it right."
"Okay, okay, Master, I believe you. Ying'er read it right. Maybe the poisonous snake has escaped. Don't be afraid. Master brought a bowl of ginseng soup. You go and feed her. What the Master did is considered okay.
The utmost benevolence and righteousness have been exhausted.”
Ying'er hurriedly shook her head: "Ying'er doesn't dare."
"This." Seeing Ying'er's frightened look, Liu Mingzhi couldn't force him, so he had to pick up the ginseng soup and walk to the bedside, lift Qinglian up and hold her in his arms: "You wanted to kill me at the beginning.
Today I am using Thousand-Year Ginseng Decoction to treat your illness. You don’t know how many lifetimes of good deeds you have done to meet such a kind person like me.”
Liu Mingzhi did not notice that above the barrier above the bed, a colorful snake spit out a snake message but did not attack him. It was so miraculous.