Yuzhu took a sip of tea and said with a smile: "Disciples still need to review their lessons and strive to pass the Gongshi examination as soon as possible. My two disciples will be able to thank you, Master, for their troubles."
Tang Bing was so thick-skinned that he said without blinking: "I can teach Jieyuan disciples, who are just children, so why bother?"
Now, if Yuzhu wants to take away the two emperor's grandsons, Tang Bing really dares to slam the table and scold his mother.
Tang Bing's method of teaching students is actually similar to Kangxi's method, both of which are terrible cramming.
The endorsements were randomly checked every day. If the emperor's grandson couldn't recite the book, he would grab his little hand and slap him hard twenty times.
Then he forced the emperor's grandson to recite it a hundred and twenty times, and recite it an additional one hundred and twenty times, until he knew it by heart.
Although this kind of education method is very rude and barbaric, it really works.
Among Kangxi's many sons, even the most uneducated brother Shi can fully understand official documents and can even write a few crooked poems.
"Well, my two disciples will be disciplined by you, my mentor." Yuzhu felt relaxed and happy.
To be honest, he is only sixteen years old. Even if he has great patience, he is too lazy to teach a little kid to read all day long.
Anyway, there is absolutely no harm in letting Tang Bing get closer to the emperor and his grandchildren.
How many days have it been since the emperor and grandsons came to study?
The housekeeper of the seventh prince's house has come to give Tang Bing several gifts.
The fifth elder brother was even more amazing. He actually sent a handsome seventeen-year-old girl to warm Tang Bing's bed.
On the day the pretty girl was delivered, Yuzhu's wife, Mrs. Zhou, was so angry that she was shaking all over.
However, in order to thank Tang Bing for teaching his son, Master Wubeile gave him nothing more than a toy, which was perfectly justified.
Even if Mrs. Zhou was unhappy, she would not dare to protest and refuse the entry of that handsome girl.
These days, Tang Bing is in a very good mood!
Tang Bing, who was in high spirits during happy events, said with a smile: "According to my opinion, you have everything ready, you just need to enter the Gongyuan again. Hehe, what you need now is not to study hard behind closed doors, but to relax and relax." This sentence is a pun, with an endless aftertaste and a strong peach flavor!
Yuzhu pursed her lips and smiled. Tang Bing was already in his forties, and he could still grow new branches from old trees, and the pear blossoms overwhelmed the begonias. It was inevitable to be proud.
In the blink of an eye, the Spring Festival is here.
Most of the banner people are good-looking and lively, and they will make noisy events for at least a month during the Spring Festival.
The Spring Festival celebrated by the banner people, which is now the Beginning of Spring, focuses on the previous day, which is called Spring Festival.
The harbinger of spring is the New Year’s Eve for the banner people, and this day must be celebrated lively.
In this era, only a few powerful aristocrats are truly luxurious.
There are many people in the family, and they can only earn a fixed amount of money every month. In fact, ordinary bannermen who can barely make ends meet account for the vast majority.
On the day of spring, ordinary bannermen in Sijiu City will first stir-fry leeks, shredded pork, vermicelli, bean sprouts, and baby spinach together, called a combination dish.
Ordinary Banner people can't afford meat. However, Banner people love face, so they put a piece of egg pancake on top of the vegetables, which became "Hecai wearing a hat", and they also gave it an auspicious name: Jin
Yinmantang.
The authentic banner people in Sijiu City never speak of eggs, but call them chickens. Chickens are considered meat dishes.
Banner people are very particular and like to use elegant names. Eggs spread are called yellow vegetables, and fried meat with eggs is called osmanthus meat.
When a southerner arrives at a restaurant in Sijiu City, he hears the waiter offering "Woguozi" and thinks it is a snack, but what he is served is poached eggs.
Yuzhu's family, starting from his great-grandfather Tong Tulai, are not real banner people.
Longkodo is a gangster, Li Si'er is a shrewd loser, Yuzhu is a modern greasy uncle with a soul, and Yuyan is a little girl with no rules.
Anyway, at home, everyone says whatever they like. All kinds of random names are flying all over the place, and they are not at all as sophisticated as serious banner people.
In fact, important Manchu ministers like Longkodo who hold great power have a lot of money at home, so what day is not celebrating the New Year?
In addition, Yuzhu's family has a small population and only has four decent masters.
In previous years, Li Si'er always called Grandma Liu, Hongmei and the others to the table together in order to join in the fun.
Longkodo knew that the rules were messed up and there was no order, but he didn't dare to say anything.
Li Si'er was so annoyed that he took the feather duster and dared to whip Master Long San around the room.
From the first day of spring to the sixteenth day of the first lunar month, there is no big or small half of the month. Even if the servants make mistakes, they will not make fun of them and scold them on the spot. They will wait until after the festival to calculate the general ledger.
On the night of Spring Festival, which is also New Year's Eve, people under the banner pay attention to "staying up for the New Year". Everyone stays up until dawn before going to bed.
When he was idle, Longkodo took Yuzhu with him, drank tea, cracked melon seeds and chatted.
"This time, the emperor gave you a word. Hey, it's very useful." Long Keduo twirled his beard and smiled proudly.
No matter how wise Kangxi was, he still fell into his trap.
Before the examination, Jinshang specially gave Yuzhu the word. The connotation was enough for the examiner and fellow examiners to think about it for half a month.
Kangxi punished officials, often with the crime of assuming the will of the Holy Spirit.
However, if you don’t figure out the holy will, how can you get promoted and make a fortune by doing what others want?
This creates a paradox.
The emperor publicly said that you are not allowed to guess my thoughts, and anyone who guesses will be punished.
The actual rule of operation is that whoever guesses the emperor's intention will rise to great heights, without exception.
Yuzhu smiled slightly. How powerful Longkodo was. Wasn't Kangxi still in the dark before his death?
"Thank you Ama for your care." Yuzhu no longer agrees with Longkodo's publicity and corruption, but this time Ama calls out willingly.
"You are my biological son, not a picked-up bastard, why do you need to say thank you?" Long Keduo was unhappy, glared at Yuzhu, and scolded, "I raised you until I was sixteen, do you think I have ever messed up?
How much money have you spent? Aren't they all in your pocket? Why do you need so much money? Isn't it just for you?"
Longkodo was extremely patriarchal, so Yu Yan was naturally ignored by him.
In Longkodo's view, Yuyan is just a little girl. In the future, she will choose a good husband's family and be married to someone else's daughter-in-law.
Yuzhu is the mainstay that Longkodo and Li Sier can rely on for their retirement!
Li Si'er was most taboo with the word bastard. She slammed the kang table and said angrily: "Yuzhu is a bastard, so who am I?"
Since ancient times, one thing has come down to another!
Longkodo, who even dared to beat his own father, was afraid of Li Si'er. He waved his hands repeatedly and said, "I mean, all the money I got back will be used to get him a wife."
"Hmph, what about jade smoke?"
Longkodo loved Yuzhu very much, and Li Sier actually felt very comfortable, but he deliberately used Yuyan to make trouble.
"Hey, my biological little girl is getting married. The dowry is one hundred and twenty-eight dollars, not even one can be less." Long Keduo said this, but he was thinking in his heart that the dowry would only be three hundred thousand taels of silver at most.
There can never be more.
In Li Si'er's pocket, there is a huge amount of five million taels of dirty money hidden, most of which must be for Yuzhu. As for Yuyan, the dowry of 400,000 taels has come to an end, this is what she has in mind
Bottom line.
Unless it is an only-daughter family, parents in this era, in most cases, have extremely serious thoughts of favoring sons over daughters, with few exceptions.
"Amma, Enie, what are you talking about? If you keep talking nonsense, I won't accompany you through the New Year."
Yuyan is only nine years old. However, people in this era are generally precocious, and she already knows a lot of things.
"Sir, the red sandalwood is not enough. Let's make more housework." Li Si'er was very satisfied with Long Keduo's attitude of loving his son, but he always used jade cigarettes to talk about things.
This is a serious matter, Longkodo quickly agreed.
As long as wealthy families in this era truly love their daughters, they will begin to collect fine wood and rare gems and jade materials bit by bit from the time when their daughters are very young.
There are some top-quality woods, such as rosewood, huanghuali wood or rosewood. These are good things that are difficult to buy no matter how much money you spend.
Parents must collect them little by little on a daily basis.
Before my daughter got married, I sent professionals to measure the various dimensions of the new house, and then asked skilled craftsmen from the Ministry of Internal Affairs or the Ministry of Industry to help make the furniture.
In the Qing Dynasty, there could not be any particularly powerful folk carpentry masters.
The reason is actually very simple. All the really talented and skilled craftsmen were forcibly removed by the government.
After the reform, the country became rich, and the State Administration of Cultural Heritage and the Palace Museum both wanted to repair the rotten and missing floor tiles in the Forbidden City.
As a result, the State Administration of Cultural Heritage sent experts to search all over the country, but no one could restore it to its original state, so we could only let it continue to deteriorate day by day.
To put it bluntly, the palace’s special kiln-making brick-making technology has been completely lost!
"Well, good son, I have laid the groundwork for you with everything I should do for you and what I can do for you. There is no way, there is only a limit to what Ama can do, and there is no way more can be done."
Longkodo secretly thought it was a pity. If his biological sister, Empress Xiao Yiren, the adoptive mother of the fourth elder brother, was still alive, she could have laid more groundwork with the emperor in advance.
It's a pity that the Concubine Tong in the palace was just named Tong, and she didn't really enter Kangxi's heart.
Yuzhu is by no means a moral figure, nor is he a fool who has the right to do nothing. He is grateful from the bottom of his heart for everything Longkodo has done for him.
"Ama, my son won't say thank you anymore."
True flesh-and-blood father and son, saying thank you, they are indeed separated from each other.
Longko was very happy, touched his chin, and said with a proud smile: "Good son, you really cheer me up. Many of those old guys who used to look down on you, Ama, took the initiative to say hello to me, and just opened their mouths and said
, Long Laosan, you gave birth to a good son." Smiling like a flower.
That night, the four members of Long Laosan's family sat around the kang table and talked about family happiness.
Shortly after the twilight drum sounded at three o'clock in the morning, the concierge suddenly came to report that the old lady's butler, Tong Liu, had arrived and was waiting in the concierge.
"Ask him to come in." Longkodo's face darkened when he heard that Tong Liu was here. If a night owl enters the house, it will be up to no good.