The Bookish Scholar of the Red Mansion

It is said that scholars, farmers, industry and commerce were the most important, but in ancient times, whenever there was a natural disaster, the two days in between were the most difficult. Among them, workers are slightly better than farmers. After all, they have skills and can still make a living in the city.

Only the farmers in the fields would be frightened for a while if God sneezed, fearing that they would encounter a bad year.

Now that he has successfully brought his family from Shanxi Village to Yangzhou City, Chen Heng is finally relieved.

If the guess is wrong, that's okay. It’s not like our fertile farmland has disappeared. If grandpa still wants to go back to farming, he can just go back and hire a few people to help.

Now the Master's family is the only one left, what should they do?

Chen Heng pursed his lips and tapped his finger on the table. The candlelight in the corner illuminated his profile. The gradually opening facial features are already quite charming, and the smooth jawline extends to the lower lip before tightening slightly.

On the line of the slender and tightly closed lips is the straight bridge of the nose. A strand of hair fell down his face, covering his dark eyes. Only the ends of his thick eyebrows could be seen faintly, flying together with the corners of his eyes.

With his accumulated thoughts and elimination of various possibilities, Chen Heng also weakly leaned back on the chair. He had studied with Wang Xianming since he was a child, so how could he not understand each other's temperament?

If you really want to persuade the master who is obsessed with saving face, you have to rely on the master's mother to act on her own. If you write a letter to your wife, your master will definitely read it with you.

How to get around the Master?

Chen Heng suddenly raised his eyebrows. He thought that if someone came forward, she would definitely be able to accomplish this.

It’s not easy for me to write letters, isn’t there Sister Lin here? Master, I can't take her letter and read it too.

As soon as the idea came to his mind, Chen Heng immediately stood up with a smile, packed the box and put it back under the bed, blew out the candle and went to bed to rest.

Just when Chen Heng was preparing to take a rest, an official ship also docked at Guazhou Pier in the dark.

After the official ship put down the pedal, only one official came out leading the horse. The man checked on the shore for a while and then put a small yellow flag he had on his horse.

The officer climbed onto his horse, clamped his legs between the horse's belly, and swung his whip down hard. The horse neighed and galloped down the silent main street.

The clatter of horse hooves quickly attracted the attention of the patrolling officers and soldiers.

They were about to step forward to ask questions, when the leader saw the yellow flag on his horse. He immediately panicked and said to his colleagues: Eight hundred miles, hurry up, give way, everyone. Give way. Anyone who stands in the way will be killed without mercy.

All the subordinates dare to talk too much. I wish I had one more pair of legs, so I hurriedly moved to both sides to get out of the way.

The flying knight had no time to pay attention to these guys, so he just drove his army horse to run to the government office.

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The next day, Chen Heng had breakfast and left home to go to the academy. He has the habit of getting up early, and since it's still early, his pace is much more leisurely.

The situation on the street is much the same as before. There are still breakfast shops on both sides of the street, and business travelers and tourists on their way either crowd around the shops or walk in a hurry.

The Chen family's location is close to the city gate. In the past, whenever he went back to Taixing County during holidays, the station was not far away.

I don’t know what happened today. It was early in the morning before the inn opened, and there were many people standing at the door.

Seeing these people getting angry in a hurry, Chen Heng saw that he still had plenty of time, so he came over to hear what happened.

It's a good pier, why is it closed just because it's closed? This will delay me a lot.

I heard it was requisitioned by the government. I just came from that end. The officers and soldiers have set up roadblocks and blocked half of the street.

Is it so serious? Do you know any news?

I'm out and about, asking what these people are doing. Let's quickly take a detour to Zhenjiang to catch a boat.

While several businessmen were talking, someone in the middle raised his hand and shouted: Is anyone going to Zhenjiang? There are still five people missing in the car. There are still five people missing. As soon as this person finished speaking, most of the people immediately raised their hands. .

Chen Heng saw everything in his eyes, and doubts suddenly arose in his heart. Not caring about the delay, he turned around and ran towards Guazhou Pier. This road can also reach the academy, but it takes a slight detour.

Halfway through, I saw several official officers guarding the road. Except for the residents in this neighborhood, most people who wanted to come here to take the boat were patiently persuaded by the officials to go back.

Chen Hengduo took a look at their attire. There were officers wearing official clothes and soldiers wearing armor and holding swords. Behind the roadblock, several drivers were pulling carts of grain to the dock.

He stepped forward and told the officials that he was a student of Leyi Academy and wanted to go to school through this road.

They didn't embarrass Chen Heng, they just told him to pay attention to the roadblocks.

There is a path left between the roadblock and the houses along the street for people to pass. Chen Heng is small and does not feel any difficulty walking among them.

But the further he went in, the more grain trucks he found, and it was impossible to see the end.

Rushing to the academy with many worries, Chen Heng told Xue Biao the matter before going to class.

Xue Biao also felt strange, Although we would ship grain out in previous years, it is indeed earlier this year.

It's only the end of September now, so it would be more reasonable for this kind of thing to usually happen in October. Because the end of October happens to be the time when prefectures and counties finish counting their local autumn harvests. Of course, the later the time is, the better the harvest will be this year.

It is also a great joy to say it out.

It's better to be early. Jiang Yuanbai felt that Brother Heng was making a fuss, so he comforted him, Brother Heng, this doesn't affect our studies.

Chen Heng didn't know how to answer the other party. He looked around and suddenly asked: Where is Brother Su Zhao?

His family came looking for him in the morning. He ran out before we even woke up. Qian Dayou slept next to Xin Suzhao, so he naturally noticed his movements.

Chen Heng's face darkened, he nodded and said nothing more.

When Xue Biao saw Master Xu walking into the school, he quickly waved Jiang Yuanbai back to his seat.

Xin Suzhao didn't have time to return to the academy until noon.

As soon as he entered the bedroom, before Chen Heng had time to ask, the outspoken Jiang Yuanbai had already asked Heng's brother the question he had in the morning.

Xin Suzhao, who was covered in sweat, took off his wet robe first, This is what you are talking about... He took the towel on the shelf again and wiped the sweat on his forehead, ...it's from the capital this year. The autumn harvest was not good, so we shipped it earlier.

Brother Heng, take a look. Jiang Yuanbai opened his hands to his classmates, signaling them not to worry too much.

If you are willing to worry about this, it's actually quite good. As a result, Xin Suzhao came out to help Chen Heng.

Jiang Yuanbai was dumbfounded and did not understand the medicine Xin Suzhao was selling in his gourd.

Just as he was about to ask a few more questions, Xin Suzhao reasoned that he came back to avoid the sun and catch up on some sleep. When the time comes, he will go out to take care of the grain truck.

This time it was rare for Xin Geng to delegate something, so Xin Suzhao naturally wanted to do it beautifully so that his father would know that his son had truly grown up.

Xue Biao sat beside Chen Heng. When Xin Suzhao turned over and lay on the bed, he whispered to his friend: Do you think these things are too urgent?!

Chen Heng nodded, he felt the same way.

Xue Biao was a smart man. Seeing that Heng's brother was silent, he knew that he should not spread the word about the matter before making a judgment, so he simply kept silent.

Taking advantage of the quietness in the dormitory, Chen Heng quickly picked up his pen and prepared to write a letter to his wife.

For this beautiful and intelligent wife, he no longer concealed his words. He explained everything and the important relationships in a few words, and then filled it in an envelope.

After Chen Heng finished all this, he went to the peach tree in the Tiren Hall and hung a paper crane.

After class ended in the evening, Chen Heng left the academy again. This time he did not go home immediately, but waited at the door of the shop along the street.

Not long after, two bearers carried the sedan and stopped in front of him.

Brother.

A sweet and lively voice came from inside the sedan. As soon as Chen Heng heard this, he knew it was the person he was waiting for, and hurriedly replied: Sister, it's me.

Master. A little maid, accompanying one side of the sedan, also greeted Chen Heng.

Chen Heng knew that her name was Xueyan, named after Daiyu, and that she was Jia's new personal maid for her daughter.

Xue Yansheng is silly and cute, and he is not timid when speaking. Chen Heng nodded at her as a response. Then he said to the old lady in charge, Madam, let's talk as we walk.

The bearers started again, with Chen Heng following beside them. Although the street was crowded with people, it did not prevent the two of them from chatting for a while.

If I had known I would see my brother today, I should have taken the carriage back and saved my brother the trouble of walking.

Hearing that Daiyu was in a good mood, Chen Heng couldn't help but smile and said, It's okay. Walking more is a good thing, and you can also exercise.

Lin Daiyu was sitting in the sedan chair, playing with her handkerchief. When she heard this, she couldn't help but roll her eyes.

My brother really doesn't know a single good thing to say to anyone.

Seeing that Sister Lin suddenly lost her voice, Chen Heng took the initiative and said: Sister, I have something to do here, and I may need your help.

Lin Daiyu has known Chen Heng for so many years, but she rarely hears him use the word please. He quickly said: Brother, don't worry, my sister will definitely help you.

I didn't even say what it was about. Chen Heng hesitated, coughed slightly, and then took out the letter he had written. Take this letter back, copy it, and send it to my wife in your name.

The elder brother's mistress is naturally his aunt. Daiyu nodded, lifted up the curtain of the sedan, stretched out her green-white fingers, Then just give me the letter, brother.

Chen Heng quickly handed over the letter and let out a sigh of relief.

The curtains were lowered again. Lin Daiyu held the letter in her arms and listened to the slow footsteps outside. She was both amused and confused and asked: Brother is looking for me just for this little thing?

My dear sister, you don’t know how many people you can help. Chen Heng was thinking this in his heart, but said: If this can be done, my brother will give my sister a special gift for her birthday next year.

Don't fool me with the nine-chapter arithmetic problem booklet.

Okay. Chen Heng smiled and nodded. His somewhat gloomy mood was swept away by Sister Lin's joke.

No matter how long the street is, it has an end. Chen Heng accompanied the sedan to an intersection and said: Sister, I will send you here.

Well, brother, go back and walk more slowly. The voice in the sedan was still cheerful and light. Sister Lin finally lifted the curtain, turned sideways, glanced at her surprised brother, and also let him see her bright smiling face. Brother, don't forget the gift.

Chen Heng calmed down his expression, smiled slightly, and watched the sedan go away.

Okay, my condition is getting better. Da da da da da, start coding