Chapter 960: The Old Testament cannot be forgotten
"The four of us face each other morning and night, chattering all the time."
"When the begonias and peonies in the pavilion are in full bloom, there will be an influx of tourists in previous years. But now they all look out of the garden and dare not knock on the door for fear of disturbing the book curtains."
"Sometimes I would set up a table with flowers on the bed, hold a scroll and lie down to read. Sometimes I would move my case to the pond and copy ancient Dharma books."
After Su Ziji finished reading, he stood in front of the window and looked thoughtfully. At dusk, the ancient county town was not as simple as Su Ziji thought. From a distance, he could see that the city wall was not too high, only two feet, and was not large in scale.
, but there are many pedestrians,
It can be considered densely populated. There are many shops in the streets and alleys, with hawkers and salesmen constantly selling. The snow has been trampled hard, and the snow has been swept away from the shops. Some shops are even piled up like snow lions. The snow-like images attract customers, making it full of life.
It is a pity that no matter how prosperous it is, it does not belong to him, which makes Su Ziji feel sad. He stared at the book in his hand, smiled bitterly, and sighed for a long time: "I am a stranger in a foreign land!"
The original name of Su Zi Ji is Su Ji.
Chinese people in the 21st century passed the civil service examination, drank too much, stayed up all night, and somehow failed.
Then he was reincarnated into this world in a daze. He was confused in the womb and grew up and studied in a hazy way. It is said that the Su family was originally a wealthy family, but it was ruined by his father's generation. He barely managed to become a scholar. His father died a while ago, and he originally had a thin coffin.
I could still afford it, but a Taoist from the neighborhood came to my door and said that a filial son must be buried well, so he coaxed me into borrowing 15 taels.
"This is loan sharking!"
The monthly interest rate is 3 cents, and the interest is compounded. When the term expires in three months, it becomes 33 taels. This is really an idiot. Is there any good outcome for borrowing a loan shark?
Although he thought this way, a feeling of reluctance still lingered in his mind even after he woke up. Su Ziji silently realized it, controlled its influence, and continued to sort out his memories from the perspective of waking up.
"Rebirth did not bring cheats, but this half piece of red sandalwood, invested in my heart, brought cheats. This encounter is really magical!"
Su Ziji was forced by his creditor and accidentally dropped his hand, staining half of the ancestral red sandalwood mother-in-law with blood. As a result, he woke up.
A dream for fifteen years, really a dream in a trance.
After three days of rebirth, I absorbed my memories and gained a basic understanding of the world. The previous Wei Dynasty was in Zuo 484, which was far more than 300 years ago. However, no matter how prosperous it was, it still had its destiny. At that time, due to several failures in the imperial examination, I was working as an inspector in the county.
Ji Zicheng seized the opportunity, raised the three-foot sword, and swept across the world.
And he established the Zheng Dynasty in the name of his ancestor who was the king of Zheng State, with the reign name Qingwu.
In the eleventh year of Zheng Taizu's reign, the crown prince succeeded to the throne and was named Chengshou. In the seventeenth year of his reign, Enke was established. At this time, it was a prosperous and prosperous age.
"In the peaceful and prosperous times, culture was valued over martial arts, and I was the only one who was impoverished. Fortunately, I still have a plug-in." A "pop" outside interrupted Su Ziji's recollection. He looked at his home, where there were piles of debris and a bundle of bamboo strips.
, and a few kites, which were the source of my father's money in the past. I felt hungry in my belly. I couldn't help but smile bitterly. I stroked the book in my hand and heard a "buzz" sound. Half a piece of rosewood was on the manuscript.
Float up.
The half piece of rosewood mother-in-law was originally a solid body, but when it was put into the mind, it became a virtual body. It was a bit like a refining natal magic weapon. It was not in this form at the beginning. After being tempered, it was transformed according to what I thought was the most scientific method.
, turned into this data frame.
"It's a bit like a system, but it has no mission at all. It's actually the appearance of my mind."
"Everyone's mentality is different. I still prefer simple and clear reports - or information boxes."
Su Ziji lowered his eyes and saw this half piece of red sandalwood, which was just a shadow, almost overlapping with the manuscript, floating in the field of vision with a faint green light, and a line of green characters appeared on the manuscript: "Discovering the 'ritual', is it possible?"
Learn this skill?"
"yes."
"The etiquette has been learned, and the thirteen scriptures are all in place. Do you want to merge them?"
"yes!"
"The Thirteen Classics are merged into Four Books and Five Classics, and you can gain understanding of the meaning of the scriptures!"
"Level 3 of the Four Books and Five Classics, 2583/3000"
Su Ziji had actually been awake for three days. Relying on this inexplicable plug-in, he learned "Great Learning", "The Doctrine of the Mean", "The Analects of Confucius" and "Mencius". He also acquired a "basic small regular script" skill and integrated what he had learned before.
, there is actually level 3!
Level 3, can children try it?
My heart is a bit hanging!
However, this skill can only be learned from handwritten manuscripts, and the ownership must be owned by oneself. Fortunately, the family has no money, and the study materials are copied out by the father, and according to the rules of father's birth and son's inheritance, this is why I have gained this.
Just as I was thinking about it, I saw the door open, and a little girl came in. She had a key, a thick coat, and an oil paper bag in her hand. She ran around the courtyard and shouted: "Su Ziji."
,Where are you?"
When he saw Su Ziji, he put his thick coat on the table, put his hands on his hips and shouted: "Humph, dad said that in a few days, Tong Ziqiu will have an exam, and he wants me to give you clothes and meat cakes. Your illness will be better."
Are you ready? Can I take the exam?"
"I have been reading the scriptures and meanings in the past two days, and I am familiar with them. There is no problem..." Su Ziji smiled and didn't care about her tone.
The Ye and Su families have close ties. After the death of his father, the Ye family helped with many things. In order to subsidize themselves, they even let me go to Ye's bookstore to look after the shop. In fact, they gave me a free meal. I fell into coma a few days ago.
Food is also delivered every day.
The boss Ye Weihan is not in good health, so this little girl always brings him.
Su Ziji thought of this and took a look. This is a little girl. She is only fourteen years old. She has a small body, a face as big as a palm, crescent moon eyes, two pear dimples on her cheeks, and her long hair is pulled into a bun with two strands.
Hanging from the side of the ear, it was a beautiful fetus, but with a fierce expression. As he spoke, he pushed it with a pair of small hands, and stuffed the oil paper package into Su Ziji's hand. He turned his face sideways and put his feet up to read a package on the desk.
This was Ye Buhui. Even with her feet on her feet, her breasts only reached the desk. Oh my god, her breasts were already flat enough. Su Ziji visually judged that they formed a right-angle relationship with the table top.
"What are you looking at!" Ye Buhui's tone was a bit irritable. He glared at Su Ziji, snatched the cloth bag on the table, unwrapped it and saw three chess records, and then his expression brightened: "Thank you, this is your father's relic. I
I shouldn't ask you to lend it to me, I owe you a favor."
"Why are you so polite?" Su Ziji knew very well that these chess records were popular goods, and how could the Ye family not have them. The so-called borrowing of books was just a matter of coming and going, so that he could accept the gift with peace of mind. This thought made him feel dazed.
In a daze, Ye Buhui raised his eyes to look at him and murmured: "Hurry up, if you don't go to the store now, all the prostitutes will come."
"Who is the disciple?"
"Who else, from the Tan family, is a new employee and runs to the store every day."
"I'll drive him away!" Su Ziji raised his head and said seriously.
"Can you still drive him away? Let's wait until you pass the scholar exam!" Ye Buhui rolled his eyes, his face and ears burned slightly, and his eyelashes trembled slightly. He looked a little charming. At this moment,
There was a knock on the door outside, interrupting the conversation.
"who?"
"My nephew, it's me!"
It sounded a bit familiar. Ye Buhui opened the door. With a click, the wooden door opened, revealing a middle-aged Taoist, but there was no formal pattern between his sleeves and collar. He was holding an oil bag in his hand, which seemed to be a gift.
The wild Taoist glanced at Ye Buhui casually and shouted: "Nephew Su Xian, your father and I are family friends. I was busy a while ago and didn't have time to come over. Now I come to visit."
"Hey, it's a pity that your father was full of talent, but he failed to win the election and died young. It's really a pity." The wild Taoist said, took a step forward, put the oil bag on the table, shook off the mulberry paper, and found a piece of mulberry paper inside.
Fatty braised pork, he smiled and said: "Come, eat a piece of meat to replenish your body, your father used to come here to buy it, ugh!"
Su Ziji thanked you with a warm smile: "Although I haven't met you a few times, since you are a good friend of my father, please sit down. Although it is cold here, it is much better than the snowy weather outside."
The wild Taoist laughed and looked around. He saw the table by the south window, piled with inkstones, paper and pens, scissors, and paste. However, the room was so empty that he sighed: "I didn't expect that I would be so poor. No wonder my ancestors were so feng shui."
If it is broken, it will not only harm your father, but also implicate you."
"The family situation took a turn for the worse."
After hearing this, Su Ziji's smile did not change, his eyes were startled, and his eyebrows furrowed. Could it be that there was a liar?
Just as she was thinking about it, Ye Buhui on the other side was doubtful. She narrowed her crescent eyes and asked, "What do you mean, have you seen the Su family's ancestral tomb?"
The wild Taoist glanced at her, turned around and said to Su Ziji: "Your father and I have known each other for many years. Naturally, I have seen this before. Your ancestral tombs are built along the river. The mountains and rivers gather together. It is already a place of blessings. The white air
It is shrouded and the center is reddish. Although it is not a place of great wealth and wealth, it has long-term blessings and can produce more talents and improve people!"
Having said this, the wild Taoist was filled with emotion.
"So I was shocked when I heard the news about your father's death. It shouldn't be. I went to check it out today and found that the ancestral tomb has been destroyed. Not only has there been no blessing, it has also turned into evil. You are so bad that you are not able to be a scholar, let alone be a scholar.
A bloody disaster is inevitable!"
The wild Taoist shook his head and spoke slowly: "Besides, I heard that the county official wants you to serve this year's corvee and build the river."
Ye Buhui, who had been listening to Ye Buhui, felt that it was nonsense and made a protest sound, as if it was a little tiger protecting its cubs: "This is impossible. Su Ziji is a scholar and is about to take the exam. How can he do the corvee! What's more,
When building a river, what should he do if he is a weak scholar and gets sick from the cold water?"
"Only those who have achieved fame are scholars."
The wild Taoist priest seemed to be lamenting the coldness of the world, but his eyes were fixed on Su Ziji: "You are not even a child now, do you have the money to pay for free of corvee? If not, you have to go to the April River - this is bad Feng Shui.
As a result, evil spirits keep coming, but as the saying goes, misfortunes never come singly!"
"..." There was no smile on Su Ziji's face. It wasn't because he was afraid, but because the tone was very familiar. He would have believed it if he were a young man in society, but Su Ziji was not a real young man!
He was about to have an attack, but he endured it and asked casually: "Then, what should I do?"
"Change the cemetery, sell this cemetery quickly." Seeing the boy's fear, the wild Taoist said quickly: "The feng shui of your cemetery is bad, but no one knows."
"I heard that you borrowed a high-interest loan from Cao Jincai in order to bury your father. This is a compound interest. No matter how difficult it is to get out, sell this cemetery quickly. You can get at least thirty-five taels of silver!"
"Not only can you pay off your debt, but you can also get an extra three taels of silver so that you can go to school. This is a great achievement!"
After hearing this, Su Ziji stood up with a sullen face. The young man was tall and handsome, and he had a violent temper: "Get out of here, get out of here, I will never sell my ancestral tomb again!"
The corner of the wild Taoist's eye twitched, but this was not unexpected. When it came to selling the tomb, eight out of ten reacted like this. He quickly said: "I am sincere. Your ancestor's tomb was damaged and you are now in this state. If you want to be a scholar,
Sell the ancestral tomb quickly to avoid being a drag! Otherwise, there will be a bloody disaster!"
"Besides, your debt is due in ten days, how will you repay it?"
"People must live first before they can comfort the spirits of their ancestors."
"Get out, get out!" Su Ziji took the broom and drove out. He was furious. His parents were dead, and the creditor was lingering at the door, colluding with this wild Taoist priest to seize the last family cemetery. What is unbearable!
"The cemetery cannot be sold. This is the cemetery of three generations of my family. Let's not talk about the value. Selling it would be extremely unfilial. With such a reputation, let alone getting fame and fame, it would be fine even if we don't get sued."
"The Ye family will also fall out with me immediately. Who is so deliberately planning to kill me?"
Maybe Su Ziji in the past would have been deceived and deceived, and his reputation would be ruined. But now Su Ziji could see something was wrong at a glance, and without hesitation, he shouted: "Get out!"
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