Shen Fucong, who has always been lazy, actually got up early today. He sat under the eaves, shaking his feather fan, staring at the rising sun and thinking hard.
Generally speaking, the crime of exile is indefinite, unless the emperor remembers it one day, or encounters some major changes. This has nothing to do with Master Shen. He neither knows the emperor nor has such a wide network. Even if the emperor one day Even if the official is "rehabilitated", no one will remember him as the implicated assistant official.
As for the benefactor who he once followed, after serving as a Beijing official for one year, he returned to his hometown. He kept his filial piety and guarded it and then died of illness. People in the world praised his filial piety, saying that he missed his deceased mother too much, but in fact, he ate too much and suddenly died one day. He suffered a cerebral hemorrhage and died violently.
If Shen Fucong had not been forcibly taken to the mountains, he would have stayed in Yunnan for the rest of his life until he died of illness, old age or starvation.
Now, a child prodigy appeared, and Master Shen suddenly saw the dawn of hope.
We must help our disciples get their household registration done!
Shen Fuchong has been a master for more than ten years and is very familiar with various operations. There are at least three methods for household registration.
First, let the local chieftain register the households in Chuanqing Village.
If placed in other areas, this method is the most feasible, because it is a political achievement for officials. Unfortunately, this is an area under the jurisdiction of the chieftain, and the fewer villages with registered households, the better. Heishanling Village uses the village as a unit and pays directly to the chieftain. Taxation and corvee had nothing to do with the imperial court.
Second, go out and contact a Lijia, try to get a few acres of land, and then report it to the local government.
The Ming Dynasty encouraged the refugees to reclaim wasteland, and also encouraged them to register their households. As long as you have land in your hands and the government recognizes the reclamation nature of the land, it is easy and formal to obtain household registration. Of course, money must be used during the operation, and money must be spent. The amount of money should not be too little.
Third, spend a lot of money to clear up local connections and find a state or county to take the exam with fake citizenship!
Unfortunately, for Wang Yuan, these three methods are all very difficult.
"We can only move with the times!"
Shen Fucong murmured to himself, he was not in a hurry, since his disciple was still young anyway.
At this moment, Liu Yaozu, a good student from Sanjia, came excitedly and bowed very politely: "Student Liu Yaozu pays homage to sir, can we start class?"
Shen Fucong said speechlessly: "I haven't had breakfast yet, you came too early."
Liu Yaozu took out a sorghum cake from his arms as if he was offering a treasure: "Sir, my mother made this specially for you. There is no bran added, but corn is added, and there is enough oil and salt. I smell it delicious. Got it!"
This kind of poor food actually made Master Shen move his index finger, and he praised: "Yes, you are a sensible child, and you also know how to respect your teacher."
Liu Yaozu quickly offered the sorghum cake: "Sir, please have a try."
Master Shen immediately took it and couldn't wait to take a big bite. While chewing, he found Liu Yaozu looking at him eagerly, his Adam's apple rolling up and down, and he kept swallowing saliva. Shen Fucong couldn't help but ask: "You haven't eaten yet?"
"I've eaten." Liu Yaozu wiped his saliva with his sleeves.
Shen Fucong finally understood that this kind of sorghum cake with plenty of oil and salt and no gluten was probably specially made by the Liu family to honor him. Carpenter Liu and his wife and children would definitely be reluctant to eat it. At that moment, he was moved and took the sorghum cake with an expressionless face. He broke the cake, handed half of it back and said, "You can eat it too."
"My father said, this is for Mr. Liu." Liu Yaozu shook his head repeatedly, not daring to look at the sorghum cake again for fear that he would be tempted.
Shen Fucong said with a straight face: "If you don't eat, I won't teach you to read!"
Liu Yaozu's brain suddenly shut down and he was in a dilemma, not knowing what to choose.
"Oh, idiot!"
Shen Fucong sighed and stuffed the sorghum cake.
Liu Yaozu did not dare to disobey his teacher's orders, nor did he dare to disobey his father's orders, so he had to put away half of the sorghum cake and planned to take it home and give it to his father.
Poor farmers in the Ming Dynasty generally only had two meals a day. They would go to work in the fields just after dawn in the morning, wait for the sun to rise before going home to eat, continue working after breakfast, and have dinner in advance around half afternoon.
In other words, it is at least an hour before breakfast.
Master Shen finished eating half of the sorghum cake and said to Liu Yaozu: "Please accompany me around the village."
"good!"
Liu Yaozu was quite excited. He could finally help his husband with something, even if it was just a casual walk.
At this moment, Wang Yuan no longer monitors Shen Fucong. He believes that Master Shen is a sensible person and will not run away after he understands the situation - there are barbarians everywhere under the mountain, and Master Shen has no one to go to, so he can escape in a hurry. Where to escape?
Liu Yaozu accompanied his teacher for a walk in the village. He hesitated to speak several times, but never had the courage to speak out.
"If you have something to say, just say it!" Shen Fucong couldn't stand it anymore.
Liu Yaozu seemed to have done something outrageous. He suddenly knelt on the ground and kowtowed: "Sir, there are two things about the Three Character Classic that you taught Wang Er that are different from what my father taught me. Cocoa... maybe my father remembered it wrong. , I went home last night and asked my dad, and he said that he remembered it correctly. I, I, I... I shouldn't question my husband, but I want to find out. Actually... it's really..."
Shen Fucong interrupted: "What are the two differences?"
Liu Yaozu knelt on the ground and said: "The first place is Dou Yanshan. What you teach is 'teach five sons, and you will have a good reputation.' What my father teaches is 'teach five sons, and they will all have a good reputation.'"
Master Shen was immediately embarrassed. It would have been better if Liu Yaozu didn't say anything. How could he not know that he was wrong when he said it?
Like "Children's Sayings", "The Three Character Classic" was learned by Shen Fucong more than 40 years ago. Even though he memorized it very well at the time, after decades, it was inevitable that he would make mistakes in one or two sentences.
But Carpenter Liu was different. He had only studied "Three Character Classic", "Hundred Family Surnames", "Children's Talk" and "Nine Chapters of Arithmetic" in his life. The contents of these four books have been deeply engraved in his mind.
Master Shen asked again: "Where is the other place?"
Liu Yaozu said anxiously: "There is also Tang Youyu. What you teach is 'calling the prosperous age', while my father teaches 'calling the prosperous age'."
If Wang Yuan were here instead, Shen Fucong would definitely want to save face and use the different versions as an excuse.
But Liu Yaozu was so well-behaved that even Master Shen didn't want to bully such an honest boy. He could only say: "Your father is right, I remembered it wrong. Master said: 'Knowing is knowing, not knowing is not knowing, it is knowing. "Zuo Zhuan" also says: "If you know your mistakes and you can correct them, there is no greater good." Whether you are a person or a scholar, you should face your own mistakes. Only in this way can you correct and improve. Get up, don't kneel down."
"Thank you sir for your teaching!" Liu Yaozu was sincerely convinced and felt that the teacher's image was so great.
What Master Shen was thinking in his mind was: It’s time to buy a few sets of books, otherwise how would I teach him next!
The two masters and apprentices came to a large piece of flat land unknowingly.
Shen Fucong couldn't help but admire: "What a smooth ground!"
Liu Yaozu quickly introduced: "This is a dam made using Wang Er's method of burning lime. The whole village is drying grain here."
Master Shen came to the dam, squatted down to take a closer look, and said in shock: "This...is this fucking Sanhe soil? It's a bit too extravagant for a small barbarian village to use Sanhe soil to ram the dam."
Sanhetu in the Ming Dynasty was mainly used to build the Great Wall, city walls, palaces and mausoleums. The mixing method of Sanhetu is a secret that has not been passed down.
At least in the Zhili areas of the north and south, civil use of Sanhetu is prohibited.
Master Shen turned around and left.
Liu Yaozu quickly chased after him: "Sir, where are you going?"