The First Gongsheng of Ming Dynasty

Chapter 15
An hour later.

Jiang Pingyu was in front of the stove, still trying to find ways to serve her father more dishes, but the family really didn't have any good food ingredients.

The green vegetables and tofu had already been brought out, and the sound in the yard suddenly disappeared.

"Da Lang, what's going on outside?" Jiang Pingyu asked.

Zhang Jun took a look outside the house, and said with a normal expression: "Oh, grandpa is drunk again. He is sitting on the ground and playing drunk."

"what?"

Jiang Pingyu was a daughter after all, upon hearing the news, she hurried out of the house, regardless of the apron she was still wearing.

Jiang Dezhong at this meeting indeed seemed to be drunk, and was sitting on the ground, crying and howling like ghosts and wolves: "My son-in-law, I blamed you wrongly. If I listen to you earlier, I can earn tens of thousands of taels more. Anyway, you can If you don’t pass the Juren exam, you can follow my father-in-law and I’ll be your shopkeeper, and I won’t let you starve to death on the street.”

Zhang Zhou sat there, calm and steady.

"Father-in-law, I don't like to hear your words. How could you starve to death on the street? Come on, keep drinking, aren't you very good?"

Zhang Zhou continued to pour wine for Jiang Dezhong.

Jiang Dezhong slapped it on the octagonal table: "No, you're like a wine vat, you can't drink it! Oh, my old face, I have never lost in a wine fight in my life, but I lost to my son-in-law twice? It is said that the son-in-law is the nemesis of the father-in-law, and I have figured it out! Woohoo."

"Father, what's wrong with you?"

Jiang Pingyu had never seen her father like this before, and she couldn't directly reach out to help her, so she stomped her feet anxiously.

The Jiang family entourage at the door came in.

Jiang Pingyu said: "Hurry up and help the master go back to the mansion to rest."

"Don't worry, as a father, I still have a lot to say to my son-in-law... Bingkuan, can the price of food still go up?"

"Of course it can go up, otherwise why wouldn't I be in a hurry to sell? But three times the usual market price is a head, so don't be too greedy..."

"Who is that, quickly bring over the things I prepared... My daughter, father has nothing to give you. This is ten taels of silver, which is regarded as the dowry that father gave you. You must live well with Bingkuan in the future... ..."

Jiang Pingyu saw that her old father did not forget to give her money when he was drunk, she was moved, but she is a woman who wants to be strong: "Father, this is impossible. Although our life is hard, my daughter doesn't think there is anything wrong. The whole family Being together is the most important thing. My daughter will not accept this money."

"what?"

Jiang Dezhong originally wanted to be a good person in front of his son-in-law. Seeing his daughter like this, he didn't even understand why her daughter was so persistent.

Poor and strong?

Zhang Zhou said with a smile: "Father-in-law, if you feel sorry for Ling Ai, remember to give me all the rice stored in your place. Of course, I will follow the agreement and wait until the rice is completed before taking away the extra silver. As for your There is no need for gifts, our family can live on now."

"Ambition, ambition!"

Jiang Dezhong said: "Take it as my loan to you, and live in another place, this place is too shabby! When you make money, remember to return it."

After speaking, he directly stuffed the purse containing a few small silver coins into his daughter's hand.

"My father is leaving... Oh, where is the door?"

"My lord, there's a wall over there."

"Oh, over here..."

"This is the hut."

"The latrine is good, I'm about to go to the latrine..."

……

……

Jiang Dezhong was staggered and carried away. In the end, two servants came in together, and even Zhang Zhou gave him a hand before he was carried into the carriage.

When Zhang Zhou came back, seeing Jiang Pingyu still holding the purse her father gave her, she was saddened.

"Ma'am, I'm sorry for making your natal family laugh." Zhang Zhou said.

Jiang Pingyu wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, but she looked at Zhang Zhou with a very dependent gaze and said, "My husband has done a good job."

Zhang Zhoudao: "But I also drank a little too much, and I can't help the family with anything today, so I'll go to sleep first. Put away your father's money first, and move it if necessary. In the future, we will return the principal with interest."

"Ah."

Zhang Zhou brought Jiang Pingyu over, and the husband and wife hugged each other.

This is considered the most direct contact method between the husband and wife recently.

It's nothing more than a hug.

But Zhang Zhou counted the days, Jiang Pingyu and Han Qing should have been "convenient" these days, but there are some things... Zhang Zhou is too embarrassed to speak up.

Not tonight, apparently.

Drinking with an old alcoholic, if you drink too much, you have to go to rest first, and then... still not familiar.

……

……

The next morning, when the sun was up three poles, Zhang Zhou woke up.

After getting up, I looked at the sky, my head was still hurting, and I went out of the yard to wash my face, but found that the water tank was empty.

Although this small courtyard is a single courtyard, it is very old and does not even have a well. Zhang Zhou thought, maybe it is really time to change to a better place as Jiang Dezhong said.

"Husband is up?"

Zhang Zhouzheng was wondering where his family had gone.

The door opened, and four women and children came back from the outside, but it was two women who carried a bucket of water between poles, and the two young ones were still helping, and finally brought the water back.

Zhang Zhou walked over directly, lifted the wooden bucket, and poured the water into a small tank.

"It's already this time, why didn't you call me? This kind of thing should be done as a man."

Zhang Zhou looked down at the feet of Jiang Pingyu and Han Qing. The two girls had bound feet. Although they were not as big as three-inch golden lotuses, it was a little inconvenient for them to walk, let alone do physical work.

During the reign of Emperor Hongzhi of the Ming Dynasty, foot binding has become a social trend, but not all areas have their feet bound. On the contrary, relatively wealthy areas have their feet bound, and foot binding is a manifestation of social status. Peasant women have to do heavy physical work, but few of them bind their feet. .

Because men read books and women have feet bound, society has also formed a trend of comparison.

Jiang Pingyu wiped off her sweat, but the hard work seemed to be worth it, and she said with a gratified expression: "Yesterday my husband drank too much, so let him sleep for a while, besides, today is the day when Qiu Wei releases the rankings, my husband shouldn't work."

"Yes, the rankings are released today."

Zhang Zhou also just remembered that today is still a meaningful day for him.

If the rankings are released, does that mean that when you come to Daming to experience the provincial examination, you can go back to sleep in the building, order takeaway and play with your mobile phone?
He suddenly realized that he was still a little reluctant to leave.

It was very inconvenient to come here, but now I feel that I have begun to integrate into this society.

"What's going on outside?" Zhang Zhou heard the sound of playing in the distance, but it was obviously not coming from this side.

Jiang Pingyu said with a little disappointment on her face: "It's Kang Xiucai in the workshop. He is the master of this list. Someone is giving him the good news. Everyone in the neighborhood has gone. Originally, my sister wanted to join in the fun. The concubine stopped me."

Han Qing said: "Aunt Jiang at the alley said that as long as you go to ask for auspicious words, each person will give you three Wen's happy money."

Zhang Zhou said with a smile: "Xiao Cai fan, I also participated in this provincial examination. If you go to join in the fun, wouldn't you lose my face? Three pennies, right? Pack up your things and let our family go together... Fifteen If you don’t earn money, you won’t earn money.”

"Husband..."

Jiang Pingyu was ashamed and angry.

She gave her husband a hard look, but held her husband firmly, and stopped him from doing so with the angry expression of a little daughter.

During the time Zhang Zhou and Jiang Pingyu got along, he hadn't seen Jiang Pingyu's playful and lovely side yet, so he was stunned for a moment.

"Your husband is not allowed to go, even if you use the money given by your father, you can't lose this man."

Jiang Pingyu personally went to close the gate of the courtyard and fastened the bolt.

Even so, she could also sense that her husband had changed.

It seems that as long as the family can live a good life, everything will be spared, even the face of a literati can be left behind.

(End of this chapter)