Xu Youcai was very tired from picking dung in the fields to pile up winter fertilizer this morning. After lunch, he lay down to take a rest in the afternoon, and soon he started snoring like thunder.

Xu Youcai was dreaming of marrying a concubine, but he was suddenly woken up by someone. The concubine's pink face instantly turned into the yellow face of his mother-in-law, He, so he slapped her angrily.

Mr. He was used to being slapped by men in her family. She covered her face and said anxiously: "Master, please don't sleep. Just now (Xie Xiaowan) from the Lao Shi family took people to measure the paddy fields. I'm afraid they want to sell the fields."

Xu Youcai had a quickie and suddenly fell asleep. In the past few years, by cultivating Xu Jin's six acres of paddy field, he earned a few extra taels of silver every year, and his life was much better than before.

As the saying goes, once a person takes advantage of too much, he begins to take it for granted. This is the case for Xu Youcai. He has regarded the six acres of paddy field of Xu Jin's family as his own. When he heard that Xu Jin planned to sell the paddy field,

Suddenly he became furious, put on his clogs and rushed outside the house.

He quickly said: "Master, don't worry, Lao Shi went to a private school to study today, it's just that Lao Shi brought a broker to measure the valuation!"

When Xu Youcai heard the words, he immediately stopped and cursed: "Smelly bitch, you can't finish what you said in one go. I thought they were ready to close the deal. Since Lao Shi is not here, there is no need to rush. Well, you are so brave, little brat."

You are so fat that you dare to sell your land without asking me!"

Mr. He scolded the same enemy: "No, thanks to us we even gave him a bucket of grain. He is really a white-eyed wolf who eats the inside and outside. Fortunately, we caught him while measuring the paddy fields, otherwise this little brat would have sold the fields secretly. It's really a shame."

Really insidious!”

Xu Youcai sneered twice and put on his coat. He suddenly lowered his voice and said: "Master, after all, the six acres of paddy field belongs to the Lao Shi family, and the deed to the field is also in the hands of that kid. He insists on selling it. We

There’s nothing we can do!”

Xu Youcai's eyes widened and he said fiercely: "So what if the field belongs to his family? How dare you try to sell one? I will go to the clan leader to deal with that little brat!" After saying this, he left the door in an angry manner.

…

At Shenshi (four or five o'clock in the afternoon), the book school was over. Those little kids were like charging, carrying their book baskets and running out. In an instant, they were all gone.

Xu Jin finished packing up his books and took an eight-part essay he had just written to the rest room next door to ask his master for comment.

It is said that today, after Guo Fuzi taught Xu Jin how to write eight-legged essays and techniques, he gave him a topic to write an essay on. As a result, Xu Jin spent an entire afternoon and finally managed to finish it.

Master Guo took Xu Jin's paper, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he praised: "Good calligraphy!"

Xu Jin also liked calligraphy in his previous life. He had worked hard to practice calligraphy since he was a child. Especially after he turned 40, he gradually let go of the company's affairs and did whatever he liked. He took time every day.

I practice calligraphy, so my writing skills become more and more refined, and my regular calligraphy hand is comparable to that of a national master.

"Master is so complimentary!" Xu Jin said modestly with a smile. He was still very confident in his calligraphy.

However, when Master Guo saw the content of the article, his old face suddenly dropped, and his brows furrowed deeper and deeper. Finally, he threw the paper away and cursed: "It doesn't make sense, it's nonsense!"

Xu Jin touched his nose in embarrassment, his face a little feverish. In fact, he also knew that his article was a mess.

Eight-legged essays usually take topics from the Four Books and Five Classics, and the content must be in the tone of the ancients, and free expression is absolutely not allowed. This is the so-called speech on behalf of the saint.

Moreover, the eight-part essay requires that the length of the sentences, the complexity of the characters, the pitch of the tones, etc., must be relatively written. The number of words is also limited. It is impossible to write without special practice. If you want to write well, you don't have to work hard for several years.

Definitely not.

Xu Jin is a modern person who is accustomed to the writing mode of vernacular. If you ask him to do things like dichotomy, antithesis, rhyme, and parallelism, it is like asking ordinary people to fly a fighter jet and they don't know which button to press!

The most difficult thing is that you cannot express it in your own words. You must write in the tone of Confucius and Mencius. You must also quote scriptures. You must not use words that blaspheme the saints, and you must avoid taboos about the names and temple names of the emperors of your dynasty.

Master Guo reprimanded him with a cold face: "Look at what you are writing about. At this level, it is better not to go to the county to take the exam, so as not to embarrass me!"

Xu Jin couldn't help being speechless, his face was burning!

Master Guo secretly sighed. This disciple was a weird one. He could answer questions and answer questions fluently, but he unexpectedly wrote a nonsense article. He was also angry. Even if he hadn't written it, he shouldn't have written it like this.

There is no structure, full of mistakes and omissions, and there is no sense of beauty at all.

If Xu Jin's handwriting is like jade liquid and nectar, which makes people feel comfortable, then the article is like a piece of shit that makes people feel off-putting. They are two extremes.

"This is the article I took in the county and government examinations in the past. Take it back and study it carefully, and then write an eight-part essay every day. I will prepare the topic for you!" Guo Baichuan took out two papers and handed them to Xu Jin.

Although Guo Baichuan was stuck in the college examination and never passed the examination as a scholar, he passed the county examination and the prefecture examination, so he won the title of Tongsheng.

At this time, the two papers that Guo Baichuan gave Xu Jin were the two eight-part essays that he had passed in the county examination and the prefecture examination. They had always been masterpieces that he was proud of.

Of course, it is not clear whether it is a masterpiece or not. The articles that can pass the exam should be regarded as above-average.

"Thank you for your teaching, Master!" Xu Jin respectfully took the paper and put it away.

Guo Baichuan waved his hand and said: "You go home. Tomorrow's topic is: People don't know but they are not stunned. Think about it tonight and come back tomorrow to write an article. If it is still as nonsense as today's article, I will

You’ll be punished severely!”

Xu Jin withdrew depressedly, thinking that he was a top student who graduated from a key university and a big businessman who had been in business for decades, but he was reduced to writing nonsense articles in the Ming Dynasty!

Xu Jin walked home with his book basket on his back, thinking about how to write eight-part essay, and unknowingly entered Xujia Village.

"Hey, Brother Jin is out of school!"

"Old Ten is back!"

Xu Jin vaguely felt something was wrong, because the villagers he met had strange eyes and joking smiles.

Xu Jin subconsciously quickened his pace, and from a distance he saw many people gathering in his yard, and villagers watching through the fence.

"Something happened!" Xu Jin's heart tightened and he rushed over immediately.

In the yard, Xie Xiaowan was standing with her head down, wiping tears, like a frightened little quail, while a white-haired old man on crutches was still scolding her loudly, while Xu Youcai and his wife were gloating and sneered beside her.

Xu Jin suddenly felt angry and jealous. He couldn't bear to scold that girl Xiaowan, but now he was bullied like that. This was not bad.

However, Xu Jin was not an impulsive fool. He took a deep breath to suppress the anger in his chest, and then stepped into the yard.

The white-haired old man on crutches is Xu Deming, the patriarch of Xujia Village. In feudal society, people have a strong sense of family, so the patriarch’s power is terrifying. If there is a conflict within the family, no one will complain to the county government.

The officials will not take too much care, and it is all handled by the family patriarch. For example, if a woman of any family does not follow the rules of women, the patriarch can order the sinking of a pig cage and drown the person alive.

At this time, Guo Deming was reprimanding Xie Xiaowan, which probably meant that she failed to fulfill her responsibilities as a wife, which led to Xu Jin's disobedient and prodigal behavior of selling off the property.

Xu Jin was shocked and angry. It was his idea to sell his land, so why should he blame it on Xiaowan? What's more, if I sell my own land, it's none of other people's business. The patriarch must be too lenient!

"Oh, brother Jin is back from school!" Xu Youcai's mother-in-law, He, had sharp eyes. When she saw Xu Jin walking into the courtyard, she immediately screamed in a strange way.

Xu Jin glanced at Xu Youcai and his wife coldly, and he could tell with his toes that today's incident must have been instigated by these bastards.

"Ms. sir!" Xie Xiaowan cried aggrievedly when she saw Xu Jin.

Xu Jin couldn't help but feel heartbroken. Regardless of everyone's gaze, he gently hugged Xie Xiaowan's shoulders and comforted him: "Don't be afraid, Xiaowan. My husband will take care of everything."

"Humph!" Guo Deming snorted coldly, his dissatisfaction was written on his face. This brat came in and coaxed his wife first, without even saying hello. He clearly didn't take him as the patriarch of the clan seriously.

Xie Xiaowan trembled slightly in fear, Xu Jin patted her thin shoulder, turned around and saluted: "The grandnephew has met the patriarch!"

Guo Deming slapped his cane hard and said with a dark face: "Nie Zhan, you didn't discuss such a big matter as selling your land with me. Do you think I am the leader of the clan in your eyes?"

Xu Jin felt unhappy. Why should I discuss selling my land with you? However, Xu Jin also knew the prestige of the clan leader. If he tried to challenge him, he would only be asking for trouble. After all, he was weak and weak.

"How dare your grandnephew not take the patriarch into consideration? The grandnephew's decision to sell the land was impromptu, and even Xiaowan didn't know about it, so he hasn't had time to discuss it with you, the patriarch!"

Who is Xu Jin? He has been in the business world for decades. He is proficient in interpersonal communication. He lies straight away without blinking an eye. He first found out the relationship between Xie Xiaowan and Xie Xiaowan.

The girl Xie Xiaowan opened her mouth in astonishment. The tone and expression of her husband's words at this moment made even her believe it.

Xu Youcai sneered and said: "Tenth brother, your wife has taken people to measure and estimate the price today. If Xiuqin hadn't happened to bump into her, she might have even given the land deed to her. Is this just an impromptu decision? Do you really think that the clan elder is confused?

!”

Xu Jin couldn't help but suddenly realized that he had never made any announcement about finding a broker. It was probably because a buyer came to look at the land today and was bumped into by Xu Youcai's mother-in-law.

"I'll beat you to death, you bastard!" Xu Deming was so angry that he raised his crutch and wanted to give Xu Jin a stick.

Xie Xiaowan hurriedly stood in front of Xu Jin and cried: "Don't hit my husband, if you want to hit me, just hit Xiaowan!"

Xu Jin was moved and pulled the little girl behind him and said softly: "Just be patient, your husband will take care of it!"
Chapter completed!