Chapter 26 With such a set of broken books, I actually want two hundred copies of myself?)
Chapter 26
As for being an official, the only experience I have had since I was a child was the sports committee member of a middle school or primary school, and the captain of the Young Pioneers of the primary school for three years.
For a novice like him in officialdom, if he went to the Sui Dynasty, which was about to be in turmoil, he might easily be chewed to pieces by those treacherous and slippery officials in a month or two.
Yang Qian felt that it would be better for him to continue to stay in Xingze County and grow up honestly. As he was deep in thought, he saw his mother's worried expression out of the corner of his eye.
Yang Qian smiled casually, held his mother's gentle hand and said, "Mom, actually this is better, the child is still young after all."
"I hope I can continue to stay by my mother's side. A place like the court is not a kind place for a child."
Uncle Song, the housekeeper, nodded in agreement.
"What the Young Master said is true. As the saying goes, if a tree is beautiful in the forest, it will not be destroyed. What's more, a talented person like the Young Master has already become famous at a young age."
Mother Han heard this and had to agree. "That's true. There is really no need to go through those storms at such a young age."
"Whether you stay in the house and accompany your mother well, my son is becoming more and more capable and famous. He should also pay homage to his ancestors.
Manager Chen, go and buy some so that you can choose a good morning and auspicious day to worship the ancestors of the Yang family."
"Madam, don't worry, I will take care of it now. Our young master's reputation has not only become famous in Xingze County and even Xingyang County, but now it has even spread to Dongdu.
Besides, the young master looks like the madam, I really don’t know which young lady in the future will be so lucky..."
Mrs. Han was so happy that her eyes narrowed to slits. She looked left and right, but she couldn't get enough of her Kirin son. "It's true. I'm afraid it won't be long before the threshold of our home will be trampled by those who talk about marriage."
Already..."
"Mother, is it too early to talk about this topic? The baby has not even grown yet." Yang Qian's face turned dark. How old are you, fifteen, okay?
If you want to find a wife, you can only find one who is younger than yourself. When you think of yourself, you have to find your other half among a bunch of girls who are the size of elementary and middle school students.
Yang Qian, who has always had a positive outlook on morality, worldview, and life, suddenly felt shuddering.
However, Han didn't take Yang Qian's words seriously. After perfunctoryly dealing with Yang Qian, he couldn't help but said with some annoyance.
"It's a pity that your sister and your brother-in-law have left, and our family can't get together to celebrate your father's promotion.
Uncle Song, would you please send someone to go to the eldest lady’s house, so that the whole family can be happy as well.”
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The property given by Yang Guang was also delivered to the mansion along with the messenger. A thousand catties of gold was not gold, but copper coins.
Since the disaster hit the city, the liquidity in the city has become very low, and it has become difficult to sustain. That's why the housekeeper, Uncle Song, proposed to sell the shops in the city in exchange for money.
But now, the arrival of one thousand guan of money has directly restored the Yang family's original financial resources to a middle-class living standard.
Yang Qian mentioned to his mother, Mr. Han, that he was going to sell leek boxes in shops in the city. Mr. Han directly asked his housekeeper, Uncle Song, to hand out two hundred and fifty guan of money and give it to Yang Qian.
"Mother, I don't think I can use so much..." Yang Qian, who was suddenly a little dizzy after being hit with two hundred and fifty dollars, felt a little uncomfortable.
Mrs. Han couldn't help but smile sweetly, raised her hand and gently tapped Yang Qian's forehead.
"This child, it seems that the worldly things during this period have disturbed my son's mood for studying."
"Do you remember that last month, you told your mother that you were interested in the unique copy of "Zuo Shi Chun Qiu" personally annotated by the pre-Han Dynasty scholar Zheng Xuan of the Hu Wei family, but the Hu family would need at least 200 guan to transfer it.
Sold to my son."
"What?!" Yang Qian's whole body was shaken by the wind.
A damn hundred guan is enough to buy a two-entry house in Xingze County. If the shop in such a good location is sold, it will only cost about 200 guan. It’s just such a shabby book. I actually want to own two houses.
Bai Guan?
Seeing Yang Qian's appearance, Mrs. Han realized that she had forgotten many things after her son fell ill, and quickly explained.
"That's because the Hu family sees that my son is very talented and has the potential to become famous in the world. Otherwise, even if it costs three times the money, their family would not be willing to sell it."
Yang Qian had a dark face and glanced at the heavy box containing more than two hundred kilograms of copper coins, feeling as if someone had stabbed him deeply in his heart.
"Mom, I think it's better to forget it. Now I have a set of "Zuo's Spring and Autumn" at home. There is no need to spend so much money on such a shabby, um, set of books."
The mother, however, refuted Yang Qian's reasons with a righteous look on her face.
"My parents have high hopes for you, Da Lang, and hope that you will become a talented person soon and shine brightly on the family tree. Since this is my son's wish, how can we stop because of something like A Du's?"
Looking at the kind and majestic mother Han, the housekeeper Uncle Song and others on the side were all convinced. "What Madam said is absolutely true. Young Master, you don't have to worry about everything in the house. You should focus on your studies."
Yang Qian opened his mouth, but in the end he could only express his joy to his mother Han with a forced smile and accepted the two hundred and fifty coins.
"Sir, when are we going to Hu's house to buy the only copy of Zuo's Spring and Autumn Annals?" Zhili jumped up and down, looking impatient.
It made Yang Qian seem to see a poor man, who took out only one hundred yuan to buy a gold chain with paint peeling off to show off, and his face became more and more ugly.
"Why are you so anxious? Put this aside for now and wait until the shop selling chive boxes opens before you think about it."
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The next day, as soon as Yang Qian stepped out of the house, he saw hundreds of people crowded around the house, led by a group of old tenants who had come to give money to Yang Qian as representatives of the tenants in the past.
Behind them, several young men were struggling to hold something as big as a door panel, wrapped in silk cloth.
Uncle Song, the butler who accompanied Yang Qian and appeared outside the mansion, also looked confused. "Everyone, what are you doing?"
Uncle Li, an old man, walked to the front, bowed respectfully, and then spoke.
"I have met the young master, the chief steward, the old man and others. They are gathered here today. First of all, I am here to thank the young master for saving our lives and the other villagers in Daze Village."
"The people of Daze Village, thank you Mr. Yang for saving your life..." As soon as Old Uncle Li finished speaking, hundreds of people all saluted in the direction of Yang Qian.
Yang Qian looked at these elderly, young and strong women and children who were all grateful from the bottom of their hearts, and was deeply shocked in his heart. "Everyone, please get up quickly, please get up quickly..."
Old Uncle Li, who straightened up, turned around, walked to the thing covered with silk cloth, and showed a slightly shy smile.
"The second time I came, I heard that the young master was going to open a restaurant in the city, so I came here to congratulate him..."
As Old Li Bo pulled it, the silk cloth slowly slid down, revealing a dark plaque with three large Chinese characters carved on it: Junzijiu...
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