Although Gu Jiu didn't understand how such a good prince could become interested in this tree bark.
But as a qualified guard and subordinate.
The prince's instructions were naturally overfulfilled.
Therefore, what the prince wants is a basket.
Gu Jiu angrily retrieved the pointed bark on both sides.
Before Gu Jiu could take a break, Ling Wenjing gave one more order: go to the 'Yunmen Thatched Cottage' near Qingyuan Mountain and borrow a copy of "Erya" from Mr. Tao Guanzheng.
Ling Wenjing wants to teach Jiang Xiaohua how to read and write.
Gu Jiuyi heard this and realized that this is what the eldest son of his family should do!
Read books, write articles, go to the Ministry of Justice to review cases, go to the palace to talk to the prince, bah bah! He is the new emperor, and discuss current affairs with the new emperor.
Or go to the palace's racecourse and ride a horse for a few laps.
Gu Jiu felt excited.
Not even bothering to comfort his stomach that kept growling, he hurriedly got on his horse and left.
Ling Wenjing looked at Gu Jiu's back and was stunned for a while.
He hasn't finished speaking yet!
What is Gu Jiu doing in such a hurry?
Jiang Xiaohua on the side gave Ling Wenjing a thumbs up: "He is so awesome! If he doesn't eat, isn't he hungry?"
If this were put in modern times, he would be a proper workaholic!
Ling Wenjing coughed lightly.
"When he comes back, please make him a bowl of noodles!"
Jiang Xiaohua looked at the paper bark and mugwort in the courtyard with a smile, and nodded: "No problem! He will definitely be satisfied with his meal!"
What Gu Jiu didn't know was.
The book was borrowed not because his son-in-law wanted to read it, but as an enlightenment book for Jiang Xiaohua.
The eldest son of his family is now a free man in Jiang Xiaohua's eyes.
Old Jiangtou has been silent since he came back from the fields. The whole family, including Ling Wenjing, was full of praise for the meal Jiang Xiaohua made, but Old Jiangtou remained silent.
Mrs. Jiang saw that the old man was hiding something in his heart.
After Lao Jiangtou finished his meal, he dragged him into the main room and asked, "What happened?"
Old Jiangtou looked at his wife and hesitated to speak.
Old Mrs. Jiang became anxious and patted Old Jiangtou's arm: "What are you thinking about? Don't talk. What's the matter? Tell me quickly!"
"Ding Yi is back!"
"I know, this is not about inviting him to our house for dinner."
And I ate two big bowls of it.
Let’s not mention this for now.
Anyway, Lao Jiang’s family has no shortage of food.
"Honey, how much money does your family have?"
"Why are you asking this..." After Mrs. Jiang Qian finished speaking, her expression froze, and then she said with joy: "Old man, do you mean... do you mean that there is something about military service?
Already?"
At the end of the sentence, Mrs. Jiang's voice was low.
The old ginger head nodded expressionlessly.
indeed.
When Li Zheng Ding Yi came back and saw Lao Jiangtou, he immediately told Lao Jiangtou the news he had learned from Pinglin Station.
No money is allowed for military service this time.
But there is another way.
After Mrs. Jiang repeatedly asked, Old Jiangtou finally said: "Ding Yi said that you can pay for someone to serve in the military for our two sons!"
"real?"
The old ginger nodded.
Old Mrs. Jiang was happy at first, and then frowned: "Old man, where can I buy such a person? You have to be willing! Who is willing to serve in the military these days!"
"Ding Yi said that there was a brother he knew in Pinglin Station, named Zhou Qing. He promised Ding Yi that he could help find people from the Changning Mansion to buy death row prisoners. This time, he could only buy seven people at most. What matters is the price.
Not low! Ding Yi said, we have to do it as soon as possible, otherwise we will be overtaken by others, and then we won’t be able to buy it even if we want to.”
"How much money does a death row prisoner cost?" Mrs. Jiang asked quickly.
Old Jiangtou raised two fingers.
"Two taels of silver?"
The old ginger head shook his head.
Mrs. Jiang and Mrs. Qian frowned: "You don't want twenty taels of silver, do you?"
Old Jiangtou nodded: "If we want to buy two people, we will need forty taels of silver!"
After saying that, I couldn't help but sigh.
There are more than 30 households in Dalingzi Village. Who can afford to pay for their lives?
Otherwise, Lao Jiangtou would be worried!
No matter how fragrant the food is, it has no taste in your mouth.
Mrs. Jiang and Mrs. Qian's legs suddenly became weak and her whole body swayed. What should I do?
The family has less than six taels of silver in total.
It was the second son Jiang Xiangwu who asked someone to bring him back, and he saved up for two months.
It is for the four children to study in the second half of the year.
Lao Jiang's family can make some profit every market day, but don't forget that Lao Jiang's family sent four children to study at Xuetang Academy.
Over the past year, these four children have spent a lot of money on the family.
Seeing that his wife looked unhappy, Lao Jiangtou quickly helped her sit on the chair.
"Don't worry, think of something else!"
Mrs. Jiang said with a sad face: "What else can I do? If it's only ten taels of silver, we can still find a way to get it together. This is forty taels of silver! No one is rich, and there is no place to borrow.
, what do you think this is going to be like? We can’t just watch our two sons go to the military service, what if..."
Old Mrs. Jiang took out her handkerchief and wiped her tears.
When Jiang Xiaohua came in, the old lady hurriedly hid the handkerchief in her hand.
"Grandma, what's wrong with you?"
"It's okay! Hua'er, didn't you go to the backyard to find that young gentleman to teach you how to write?" Mrs. Jiang asked with a smile.
"Nai, I'm told that you can't learn too much in one day. You can't chew off too much, so I just learned twenty words in the morning! He helped me borrow the book, and he will study it after the book is borrowed!
"
After Jiang Xiaohua came closer, her eyes darkened: "Mistress, who bullied you?"
When Mrs. Jiang and Mrs. Qian heard this, she burst into laughter, grabbed her good granddaughter's hand and said, "Old lady, I was very powerful when I was young. No one in this village dares to talk nonsense in front of your grandma and me.
You're fine, it's just that the wind made your eyes squint!"
Jiang Xiaohua didn’t believe it.
He sat down on the stool and looked at his grandparents with a serious face.
Instead, the two old men looked like children who had made a mistake, and lowered their heads with guilty conscience.
"Grandpa, Li Zheng must have told you something! It doesn't matter if you don't tell me. I'll go to Li Zheng's house and ask, and I can always find out clearly," Jiang Xiaohua stood up and was about to go out.
Old Mrs. Jiang grabbed her and said, "Hua'er, my grandparents know that you feel sorry for us, but you are a child, and you don't even understand this matter. Children don't care about adults' matters."
asked."
"Who says I don't understand? Isn't it just about military service? I know!"
Old Mrs. Jiang patted Jiang Xiaohua and said, "Hua'er, keep your voice down! Don't let your uncle and third uncle hear you."
After saying that, he carefully looked outside.
Jiang Xiaohua grabbed Old Mrs. Jiang's arm and shook it, acting coquettishly and not letting go: "Nai, why don't you tell me, what's going on?"
Mrs. Jiang, Mrs. Qian, first let out a long sigh, and then said: "You are right, it is about your uncle and third uncle's military service. Li Zheng said that he can buy someone to do the military service for us."