324 Save Zhiyuan

It was already dusk when the poetry and painting meeting ended.

Ping An was the center of attention today, and teachers and students from all over the country were present. He felt a little uncomfortable, but the award he received made him excited.

After arriving in the capital, he carried 13,000 taels of silver with him, ten thousand of which were stolen from the leader.

However, he is not planning to use the ten thousand taels for the time being, as it might come in handy someday.

In theory, three thousand taels of silver were enough, and the gifts didn't cost any money, so the master paid for the shortfall.

But the expenses of the village were not small. All the income from the past two years was used for the construction of the village. He did not sell a single pound of grain this year, and there was nothing left in the public account.

Now that I have taken over, I can’t let my master pay for it anymore.

For the people he brought with him, he had to buy daily necessities for both the village and the house in the city. Ping An didn't want to use inferior ones, so the expenses were not small.

I also bought clothes and quilts for the seventy or eighty farmers for the autumn and winter seasons, and helped them to decorate their homes. This expense was quite high.

Add to that the cost of the Imperial College, and so on, and so on. Only those who run the household know how expensive rice and oil are. Now there are more than 20 people around me, including farmers, and the New Year expenses alone are not small.

Because of the mountain opening, some farm tools and other items were purchased, as well as some oxen and mule carts. All in all, several hundred taels were spent. After putting some of it into the public account, one thousand taels was gone.

It is only the end of September and there are still three months before the New Year. There is basically no big income. If there is any, it depends on whether the master can take on some major operations. Only this can make some money.

Two thousand taels is not a small amount.

It is not known whether the gentleman and the master will give him part of the dividend silver at the end of the year, and he has not received any silver in the past few years.

First, we see that he can earn some money normally and have some luck occasionally. If we give him too much, I'm afraid he will develop some bad habits. It's better to buy him more properties and let the interest compound.

Indeed, this effort is good.

The reason for purchasing the property was that Baicaotang had businesses everywhere, and the properties were taken care of by dedicated people, so he didn't need to worry about anything. It could be said that it couldn't be a better deal.

He has been traveling with his master all these years, just like the time he went to the northern border. After two years, when he came back, the money he had on him had increased from a few hundred taels to fourteen or fifteen thousand taels.

The more you go out, the more opportunities you have. Now that I stay in the capital and stay in the Imperial College every day, the opportunities to make money are very few. This month, apart from receiving many gifts, the forty taels I got from this mole removal surgery.

A gift is something that is valuable but not money.

So he was a little jealous of the prize money of this competition. One hundred taels is still a lot of money.

After the master came to Beijing, Baicaotang took on a lot of minor operations. He couldn't leave, so the master had to take Ruyi, Qingshi and others to do the operations.

So far, there has been no complicated operation. If there is a complicated operation, the master will not be able to do it alone and he will have to take leave.

This was not what he wanted. The best way was to study at the Imperial College in the morning and go to the medical clinic in the afternoon. The teacher could teach him in his spare time and it would be convenient for him to perform surgery if necessary.

He didn't want to spend so much time studying that he had very little time to practice medicine.

I have to talk to the master and see how we can think of a solution. Although the afternoons in the Imperial College are basically spent on reviewing lessons or other activities, such as practicing martial arts, riding and archery, etc., he already knows these.

Following Huo Zhi to the gate of the Imperial College, Lin Feng stepped forward to take the gift and put it in the car.

"Oh my god, there are too many people here. I forgot that starting from tomorrow, there will be three days of vacation. Everyone who can go back should rush home. Besides, it is necessary for the academy to separate students from school at different times."

Ping An looked ahead and saw that there were indeed too many people. He asked Lin Feng to drive the carriage aside and not rush to squeeze through.

A quarter of an hour later, there were fewer people.

Suddenly there was a commotion ahead, and someone was shouting, "Oh no! The horse has gone crazy! Ah, ah."

Ping An looked and saw that there was indeed a horse running around like crazy, and the horses next to it also became agitated, and the students ran around in a panic for a while.

Ping'an suddenly widened his eyes and saw several students tripped to the ground, among whom Zhiyuan seemed to be.

"Lin Feng, follow me."

Ping'an used his Qinggong skills, occasionally taking some steps on the snow, and rushed towards the crazy horse quickly.

When Lin Feng saw his master's steps, he knew that his master did not want to actually perform the Snow-Walking Steps in public, so he quickly practiced his Qinggong and followed.

For a moment, many students were stunned, especially when Ping An flew onto the horse's back and Lin Feng followed closely behind and helped to hold the crazy horse tightly. Many people had stars in their eyes.

The commander and instructor who came running over after hearing the news breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, no one's life is in danger.

If a student died from being trampled by a horse, the influence of the Imperial College would be greatly reduced.

"I know. That's today's top poet Wan Ping An."

"Yes, yes. I didn't expect that he has such good skills. His bodyguard is not bad either."

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Ping An and Lin Feng subdued the mad horse. The horse's owner and his servant ran over in a panic: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, the horse suddenly went crazy."

This is a boy of about fifteen or sixteen years old, quite heroic, well-dressed, and from a good background. However, he walks a little awkwardly, apparently he has sprained his ankle.

Ping An didn't plan to treat him. There were clinics everywhere on the street, and it was not easy to heal minor injuries.

The people around knew something in their hearts. It might be another shady incident in the mansion. Many people knew this owner Ma, and he was not an ordinary person.

Ping An jumped off the horse and found that he and Lin Feng had some minor injuries.

Especially him, wearing a moon-white gown, which was supposed to set off today's poetry gathering. It was stained with blood, which made it even more shocking.

"Brother, my name is Wang Chufeng. I didn't know that the horse went crazy. Fortunately, I jumped down. Can I ask someone to accompany you to the infirmary?" The horse owner looked guilty.

"No need for that. Take your horse and have someone check it out. Why did it suddenly go crazy like this?"

In fact, he knew at a glance that the horse had eaten something bad, but he didn't want to talk about these private matters. He had just arrived in Beijing, so why bother bringing a master? He couldn't do anything now.

I won't mess with these.

Zhiyuan was one of the people who stumbled. "Brother Zhiyuan, how did you get home today? Where is your servant?"

Zhiyuan was still in shock. His father had always wanted him to learn martial arts, but unfortunately both brothers didn't want to go through the hardship. Today's incident happened suddenly, and if he wasn't safe, he would definitely get hurt.

"It's safe. My carriage lady is taking me to the farm. It's not far from home. I'm going to walk back."

"Brother Zhiyuan, if it's inconvenient next time, just take my car back. It's just a short detour, it's nothing."

The instructors and teachers from the Imperial College also came over.

"Wan Xuezi, is your injury serious? Go to the infirmary for treatment."

Ping An smiled and said, "Sir, it's just a minor scratch, nothing serious, no need to go to the clinic, my master runs a clinic, bye."

Huo Zhi drove the carriage over: "Ping An, Lin Feng, get in quickly."

He has been staying at Ping'an's house these days, so he just took Ping'an's car. Xiao Wu happened to be busy at the village, so Lin Feng came here alone these days.

After Ping An's car disappeared, Wang Chufeng was still staring at it stupidly. That action just now was so cool.

A carriage moved slowly in the southwest corner, and a corner of the curtain was lifted, revealing the faces of two young men.

"Second brother, I didn't expect our eldest brother to be so lucky that he was not hurt at all. The man who just controlled the horse took the first place from you. I thought that you could get the first place today and make our parents happy."

"Stop talking and let's go." There was no expression on the boy's handsome face, and the only thing in his eyes flashed a hint of ruthlessness for a moment.

It’s a pity that Ping An doesn’t know all this.