Chapter 3 When the sweet-scented osmanthus is fragrant (3)
Update time:2012-09-18
The uncle invited a doctor to come over overnight and found that Zhang Ning had no external injuries and his weak pulse had returned to normal. He said that he could be cured by just resting, so he prescribed a mild prescription. This really gave the Zhang family a boost.
It was a surprise, but there were still shadows in people's eyes, but no one said anything. Zou only said, "As long as everything is fine, fame is something external to the body."
The more she said this, the more it showed that everyone was concerned about Zhang Ning's dismissal of his honorary title. Not to mention Zhang Ning's status as a juren that may pass the examination this autumn, even his previous status as a student member has brought a lot to the whole family.
We can see the invisible benefits. We can see that the whole family is exempted from corvee and part of the grain tax. The students themselves have social status and many privileges, and their voice in the government can save Zhang Jiujin's business from a lot of unnecessary trouble.
, it is easy to find directions for traveling and purchasing goods, and these benefits are invisible. And now that he has been stripped of his honor and has a criminal record, it is obviously impossible not to disappoint his family at all.
What Zhang Ning will do for a living in the future is also a bit of a headache. He has been studying since he was a child, and studying for a career means taking the imperial examination as a career. At the age of 21, he has nothing to do but study. The current situation is like this.
, Zhang Jiujin wondered in his heart whether his nephew could learn how to read and write. It would be a way out for him to go to the shop to learn accounting in a few days. Anyway, he also had a share in Yunjin Shop.
But Zhang Ning hasn't thought about that yet. What he is most puzzled about is how Zhang Ning got involved in the examination fraud case inexplicably. He still doesn't understand the situation. Moreover, he is still recuperating his body and often puts pills under the eaves.
Cane chairs, and occasionally go to the patio to bask in the sun.
He seems very quiet, which is not surprising to his family. In the past, Zhang Ning was a dull person who studied very hard. But recently, everyone feels that he is more approachable. Although he still doesn't talk much, you can still see him when they meet.
With a friendly smile, Zhang Ning once even gave a big salute to Zhang Jiujin and his wife, saying that "the elders have troubled themselves", and seemed to have become a lot more sensible.
During the day, he was either sitting under the eaves or in the small courtyard. He quickly became familiar with the small courtyard as soon as he entered. It was already very familiar in his memory, but now he seemed to be reviewing it again.
The building with gray tiles hung on the top of the mountain, painted masonry and white walls, and a narrow courtyard makes the house look elegant and tidy. It is probably because Nanjing is not as flat and spacious as in the north, and ordinary people's houses are very compact. There are five main rooms, and east and west wing rooms.
The three-room, two-story building has high walls, wide eaves and a small yard, so it looks like a patio surrounded on three sides. In addition to the main room, bedrooms, kitchens, etc., most of these rooms are used as textile and tool warehouses, as well as jacquard weaving workshops.
The Zhang family's business is obviously just a small business, mainly engaged in brocade for folk celebrations, weddings, and decorations. They do not have an independent production workshop and rely on purchasing goods from manufacturers; the few sets of jacquard wood machines at home can only be used as supplements and borrowed materials.
Family labor reduces certain operating costs.
Women are very hard-working. In addition to taking care of all the housework, they also have to hand-weave brocades themselves. Zhang Jiujin and his son are mainly responsible for external orders, purchasing and other matters. In short, there is no idle person in the entire Zhang family, and even the six- or seven-year-old girl will be ordered around.
Let's start... Except for Zhang Ning, Zhang Xiaomei looks like she has a delicate skin and tender flesh, and she is also capable of doing the job. She is smart and quick. Not only is she a jacquard worker and a weaver, but she can also design her own patterns according to the descriptions of her father and brother. Some customers are very satisfied with the shop.
If you don't like the ready-made goods, you have to order them on the spot; first let Yunjin Shop come up with the design pattern as required, and then start the weaving work after being satisfied. Most of these customers are making decorations such as screens, especially those who have read
When ordering books, the most important thing is taste and preference.
At this moment, Zhang Xiaomei was rushing to draw a picture of mandarin ducks playing in the water for a screen, but she didn't seem to be very attentive. From time to time, she would raise her head and look out of the window to see what Zhang Ning was doing. He was still basking in the sun, or standing
Get up and walk around, your body is gradually recovering.
The day before yesterday, when he was washing his face, he took a photo of himself in the water. Zhang Ning's skin was actually very handsome. Although he couldn't see it clearly in the water, his outline was very straight. He was also tall, half a head taller than the Zhang family's father and son.
The faces of Zhang and his son have round foreheads, but Zhang Ning's forehead is not so full and round, but when he thinks about his adopted son's life experience, he is relieved of the difference in face appearance.
As his body recovered and he could move, he felt more and more uncomfortable doing nothing when everyone was busy. Unfortunately, he couldn't help at all at home... The weaving of Yun brocade has gone beyond the scope of technical work.
In Zhang Ning's eyes, it's just art work. Even though the Zhang family's business is small, he can't do the porcelain work even if he doesn't have a diamond drill. Can he do hair? Even girls can't compare. Men are not allowed to touch housework, and Zhang Ning can't do it.
I don't want to make everyone feel uncomfortable; in everyone's eyes, he used to be a person with a great reputation and couldn't change it for a while. How could he be allowed to do housework?
So Zhang Ning could only wonder how his career ended. Now he has nothing to do all day long. He is too embarrassed to even pick up the sage's book to kill time. He has been deprived of his reputation and will never be hired.
Is there any use in reading that book? If there is no clue about this matter, you will have to go to the shop to help when your health is completely recovered. It is one thing to have a share of assets, but it is another thing to make a living while everyone is working.
If you are not familiar with the business at first and do odd jobs, it will still be considered as effort.
The sun shone warmly on his body, so he simply closed his eyes and thought about it back and forth.
Zhang Ning was an accountant in his previous life, and his work had nothing to do with historical knowledge. His understanding of history was limited to high school textbooks, some novels and TV shows. That little knowledge was really vague and pitiful. Now in the 21st year of Yongle, what happened to Lord Yongle?
It turned out that he was the son of Taizu Zhu Yuanzhang, but Zhu Yuanzhang passed the throne to his grandson, and Lord Yongle launched the "Jingnan" campaign to oust Emperor Jianwen from the throne and sit on the throne himself... It has been twenty-one years.
, it seems that Emperor Yongle will not be able to sit on the throne for long. The next thing Zhang Ning has a little impression is that a prince rebelled but failed (there were many rebellions by vassal princes in the Ming Dynasty, and the only one who succeeded was probably Emperor Yongli); in addition, there was the famous minister "San Yang".
"Zheng He who went to the West, and of course the famous Yu Qian, seemed to have been born in this era. Zhang Ning knew very little about the others, and there was nothing we could do about it. After work, who would study history that has nothing to do with making money?
What he thought of above was the general environment, and then he intermittently remembered some specific things before and after his arrest. The examiner was called Lu Zhen, Zhang Ning had never met him, but of course he knew the name as an examinee. I remember that there was a big man in the courtroom.
The smiling old prisoner sounded as if he was him.
Thinking of this, Zhang Ning thought about it several times, and always felt that this case was a bit strange. It is certain that he himself was more unjust than Dou E, so Lu Zhen was also framed? But if there is no real evidence to frame a minister of the Ministry of Rites, it seems
It’s not easy. Who framed him and why? There is too little information. A student cannot know too much about the upper echelons of the empire.
Then another person popped up in his mind, Yang Sihai, who was also a student at Shangyuan County School. Zhang Ning thought of him because he remembered that before the provincial examination, the person with this skin boasted in public that he would win the Yuan Dynasty, and then there was a fellow scholar named
Ma Wenchang said, "Yang Sihai, who studied in the same county as you, is also very knowledgeable. Are you so sure that Brother Ping'an can beat him?"
How did Zhang Ning answer at that time? Now Zhang Ning feels ashamed when he recalls it. He said this: "Sihai... I don't compare with short people." Yang Sihai was short, but Zhang Ning said this.
It was a pun, and as everyone was well-educated, it was natural that he not only looked down on other people's stature, but also hinted at their level of knowledge...it was really hurtful to laugh at other people's physical flaws.
...So the person who reported Zhang Ning was Yang Sihai, deliberately seeking revenge?
No matter what, he was just making assumptions and inferences, no matter how detailed the situation was. He couldn't prove it at all and was completely confused.
At this moment, a boy ran into the yard, saw Zhang Ning in the courtyard and hurriedly bent down, and then said to Zou at the door of the workshop: "My boss asked me to ask about the screen ordered by Fule Yuan."
Have you finished the brocade pattern? If so, send it over today for them to take a look. Fule Yuan just sent someone to rush it."
Zhang Xiaomei took over and said: "I just finished the painting. Here, you can send it over."
"Ah?" The boy suddenly looked embarrassed and said hesitantly, "My boss told me to finish the message and hurry back to the shop to have something else to do..."
Zhang Ning knew why the boy didn't want to go. As a Nanjing native, of course he knew what Fule Yuan was. To put it bluntly, it was a big brothel. Apart from the "Fifteenth Floor", the biggest special place in Nanjing was Fule Yuan.
At that time, Emperor Taizu of the Ming Dynasty caused trouble by drinking prostitutes with officers and soldiers from all over the capital, and sent all the prostitutes and girls to the capital to be admitted to the hospital; during the Yongle period, he also injected a group of political opponents who supported Emperor Jianwen during the "Jingnan" war and the wives and daughters of their relatives into the register.
, its scale can be imagined, so this brothel is not ordinary... The location is even more ironic. It is across the river from Jiangning County School, and opposite is the place where sages read books.
Mrs. Zou lowered her face and said to the boy, "You're not going? This house is full of women, who is going to go there? Didn't the master tell you to go?"
"No, my boss didn't ask me to go," the boy said hurriedly.
At this time, Zhang Ning stood up and said, "Let me go. I can go out for a walk and help out a little bit."
He really wanted to contribute to this family, and what about the brothel? It was just business dealings, and he was picky about making money in business. Zou said hurriedly: "Erlang is a scholar, how can he go to that kind of place?"
No place, tell this little thing to go! I’ve raised you in vain, and you still can’t call me, right?”
Zhang Ning suddenly felt ashamed when he heard the last sentence, as if his mother-in-law was scolding him. He hurriedly forced a smile and said: "It's okay for me to go, I'm just delivering something, and isn't there Confucianism across the street?"
Hearing his sincerity, Mr. Zou could only nod in agreement. Zhang Xiaomei warned: "Brother, come back soon after delivering the things!"
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