Cannon Fodder Is King [Transmigration]

Meng Zezhi's departure date was set on the second day of October.

Before that, Xiao had busy himself as a top.

"I heard that there are so many mosquitoes in Jiangxi, so I need to bring this green veil."

"I also bring a few more cotton clothes in winter. The weather over there is not as good as that in the capital, and the humidity is heavier. The clothes changed are not easy to dry... Drying with charcoal fire is also possible, but you must pay attention to opening the doors and windows for ventilation."

"There is also the Tuanlong tribute tea that you love to drink. There is only this one left in the house. Take it with you first. When it comes to the palace, I will send it to you quickly."

"This journey is thousands of miles away, and the journey is far away. I am worried that you will run into a bandit or a bandit or someone who is not long-eyed. You have to bring a few guards. Just Hongwu and the others. They belong to the mansion. Old man, don’t worry if they follow me."

...

Meng Zezhi listened carefully and echoed from time to time.

After finishing the baggage, Xiao led a person to check it twice and made sure that there was nothing left, and then he was relieved.

Upon seeing this, Meng Zezhi quickly passed the tea cup he had prepared in his hand: "Mother, you are tired too, drink some water."

Xiao's hand stretched out and took it. As soon as the tea entered, she seemed to remember something. She put down the tea bowl again and looked back at Grandma Zheng: "By the way, Grandma Zheng, bring me what I prepared for the young master."

"Hey." Madam Zheng responded, and immediately put the things in her hands on the table with the maid who knew the chess.

Xiao opened the top wooden box, and what caught his eye was a stack of one hundred taels of silver bills. Depending on the thickness, it was at least less than ten thousand taels.

She said: "You bring the money, spend it when you need it, use it when you need it, don't wrong yourself, our family doesn't lack your spending. When you run out, I will send someone to give it to you."

Meng Zezhi's eyes lit up, and his face opened with joy: "Thank you, mother."

The Xiao family accepted it with peace of mind. The most important thing she lacks now is silver. You must know that the match alone can bring her more than 200,000 taels of pure profit every year. This is the result of the hands and feet on the books. number.

The surrounding maids watched their noses, noses, and hearts, lowered their heads and stared at the patterns on the shoes intently, motionless as a mountain.

"And these." Xiao opened a wooden box full of drawers and a half.

The wooden box is divided into two halves of different sizes. The large side contains one or two to three pairs of small and exquisite gold and silver naked children, and the small side contains golden seeds, all of which are engraved with the words Song Guogong Mansion.

"Your father is very senior. Even the patriarch of the Zhao family has to call him his uncle. When he gets there, the Zhao family members will have to come to visit. Our family is powerful and powerful, and all the relatives over there are also out of three services. Yes, so you don’t have to look at the food, prepare gifts for each household, and just give them a red envelope."

Xiao said in detail: "For relatives within the five suits and several elders, the older generation is given to two or two golden naked sons, and the younger one is given to one or two golden naked children or one golden seed. Out of five suits, For those within the seven suits, give two or two silver nudes, and for those with seven suits, just send away one or two silver nudes at will."

"I guess after dealing with these relatives, there will still be a lot of money left, you keep it for others to use."

At present, it has only been twenty-five years since the establishment of the country, and the people have just emerged from the war. Therefore, the people are not rich, and one tael of gold can often be exchanged for twelve taels of silver or more. The weight of a golden melon seed is half a tael, which is equivalent to six taels of silver.

"it is good."

The Xiao family considered all these aspects, and it was Meng Zezhi's turn to just nod and approve.

"This is the peace charm I asked for from the view of longevity, you wear it with you, don't lose it."

With that said, the Xiao clan took out a purse and bent over to tie it to Meng Zezhi himself.

The purse was embroidered by the Xiao family, and the front is a picture of the five poisons of tiger food, vivid and lifelike.

"And this." The Xiao clan finally took out a jade pendant of not good quality, and tied it to him as well, but said: "This is a relic left by your biological mother."

Meng Zezhi's face changed slightly.

Just listen to Xiao Clan continuing to say: "I didn't want to give it to you. Later I think about it. If she is alive in the sky and knows that you are about to take the exam, she will be safe for you. I will be more at ease if I have one more person to protect you. ."

Meng Zezhi looked down and felt that this jade pendant was inexplicably familiar, but he didn't think much about it. He only looked moved and said softly, "Mother—"

Xiao's eyebrows were gentle, and he said with profound emotion: "My An'er has grown up."

A few days later, Xiao Deren sent a steward from his house.

Guan Shi's surname is Liu, and his two sons who have served Xiao Deren return home to take the exam. They are very experienced.

In this way, Meng Zezhi took the twenty-odd people and embarked on a mighty journey south.

Traveling all the way through the mountains and rivers, Xu was deterred by a group of guards, but on the way he didn't encounter anyone who didn't have long eyes.

It was already the twenty-sixth day of the twelfth lunar month when the group arrived in Jiangxi.

Patriarch Zhao personally brought people to the inn to pick him up.

The ancestor of Song Guogong Zhao Lingwu was from Zhaojia Village, Wannian County, Raozhou Prefecture. Zhaojia Village is located in the deep mountains, with inconvenient transportation and suffering for the people.

After Zhao Lingwu started his family, he built ancestral tombs, genealogy and ancestral halls for the clan, and set up 3,000 acres of clan fields (land properties jointly owned by clan members) to worship ancestors, provide relief to clan people, and establish Yixue ’S private school) and so on.

It can be said that now more than fifty households in Zhaojia Village are supported by the National Government, and Xu is repaying their peaches. For so many years, the Zhao clan members in Zhaojia Village have restrained each other and have never caused trouble to the National Government.

But Meng Zezhi knew that Zhao Lingwu did so much just to stop the mouths of these Zhao clan members.

Because they all knew that Zhao Lingwu had been married before he joined the Xiao family.

Because of this, Meng Ze knew that he didn't want to see them, but who made him bear the name of the young master of the Guogong Mansion now? The scenes that should be said still have to be said.

After greeting the current situation in the Guogong Mansion, the patriarch Zhao said: "Your family's ancestral house has been cleaned up. Master Jiu, do you think you should go directly to Zhaojia Village or?"

"I won't go to Zhaojiacun anymore." Meng Zezhi took a sip from his tea bowl, but he put it down again because he felt unpalatable.

"What?" The Zhao clan people present looked at each other, this is the reason that no one has come to the door of the house when they go home, but they don't go in.

Meng Zezhi said indifferently: "In this case, Zhaojia Village is too far away from the county seat and it is inconvenient to come and go. Secondly, my brother forgot, I am a concubine."

According to clan etiquette, concubines are not eligible to enter the ancestral hall to worship their ancestors.

As for the ancestral tomb of Zhao Lingwu, he moved to the capital long ago.

So it's the same if I go back this time.

Hearing this, the patriarch of the Zhao clan looked embarrassed. The Zhao family had only been fortune for more than 20 years, and he was still a peasant in his bones. At least they, the older generation, had never heard of anyone who accepted a concubine and made a concubine. Come.

Looking at Meng Zezhi's style again, didn't they forget his identity?

But even if they knew it now, they didn't dare to despise Meng Zezhi.

Look at the silk and satin he wears, then look at the servant girl next to him, and think of what Mrs. Guo Gong said in the letter. It is conceivable that even if Meng is a bastard, he is also a favored bastard. , Thousands of times stronger than their mud legs.

Thinking of this, Clan Chief Zhao tightened his silk clothes that he had turned out from under the box, and laughed with him: "So, have you arranged your residence for Master Nine?"

"It's all arranged, it's right here--" Meng Zezhi's speech was stagnant.

Guanshi Liu, who was waiting by the side, said immediately: "If the Hui chieftains, it will be arranged on Xishui Street outside the concierge room of the county office."

"Okay," the patriarch Zhao immediately stood up with a cane: "Then we won't bother the Nine Young Masters today. After a few years, we will come to visit the Nine Young Masters again."

Meng Zezhi followed and stood up: "I will send a few brothers."

"Young Master Nine, please stay."

Sending away these Zhao clan members, Meng Zezhi raised his folding fan and patted his palms, then looked back to Guanshi Liu and others: "Pack your things and enter the city."

"Yes."

After living in the county seat, Meng Zezhi began to thank the guests behind closed doors, and no one was seen except for the Zhao clan.

In mid-February of the 20th year of Guangde, the county tried to release the list, and Meng Zezhi was named the county case leader as he wished.

"Young Master." When Ji Liang hurriedly opened the door and entered, Meng Zezhi was writing a letter to the Xiao family.

"What's the matter?" He put down his pen and dried the ink on the paper.

At the beginning of this month, Song Guogong Zhao Lingwu's class teacher returned to the court.

"Several candidates who failed the exam were stuck at the gate of the county government, shouting that the students of Wannian County are famous and famous in Jiangxi. If it weren't for Dong County Order to cling to the powerful, how could you be the head of the county's case, Master?"

The southern style of writing is prosperous, especially in Jiangxi. It has only been twenty-five years since the establishment of the country. A total of 13 examinations have been held, and a total of more than 500 scholars have been admitted. Among them, southern candidates accounted for two-thirds, and Jiangxi candidates accounted for one-fifth. In Guangde's 15-year examination, candidates from Jiangxi are among the top three. In recent years, Wannian County has emphasized education and culture, and has achieved excellent results. There has been a story about five jinshi on the street.

Suddenly, a student from the north overwhelmed many famous talents in Wannian County to be the case leader. This was again when Song Guogong's class teacher returned to the court and the limelight was flourishing. No wonder some people felt unbalanced.

"Naive." Meng Zezhi disapproved.

Since the Tang Dynasty, which imperial examination fraud case was not bloody, the 18th year of Guangde imperial examination fraud case directly abolished a prince (the eldest prince).

These candidates didn’t think about it. They could think of things that the county magistrate could not think of. If he really wanted to do one or two, at most, he would give Meng Zezhi a better ranking, and just point it as the head of the case. This is not a gun. Do you get the best shot?

Sure enough, the storm subsided after only half a day.

Dong County Order was vigorous and resolute. While posting Meng Zezhi's test papers, he dragged several candidates to Caishikou for public trial.

Only after the first trial did they know that these were just a few candidates with great ambitions and talents.

They were drunk and confused, and the county magistrate Dong was so sober. If this matter was careless, it would be a murderous disaster. He directly let the bureaucrats press the candidates and beat them to the 20th board, and then sentenced them to admission. After one year in prison, three generations of children and grandchildren were not allowed to participate in the imperial examination.

This is undoubtedly a disaster for a student.

After the incident, Meng Zezhi participated in several literary meetings in succession. Although Yu's poems were fairly well-formed, but he overpowered a group of talents in the four-book essays and parallel essays, which can be regarded as an indirect way of correcting his name.

Killing chickens and cursing monkeys, thanks to this incident, no one dares to make trouble in the subsequent examinations of the government and the hospital.

Until the coming of the rural examination.