Old Madam Qu stared at Shang Chengchun with a sharp gaze.
Boss Shang looked back with a smile on his face.
Boss Shang traveled far and wide, fighting wolves in the east and firing guns in the west. Most importantly, he secretly published many banned books that were not suitable for children.
He is a valiant and strong-willed man, who has he ever been afraid of in his life? !
He is not afraid of anything except the petty clerks who come to the government office to confiscate banned books!
Oh, I’m also worried that Mr. Qin will stop updating, have a bad ending, or write watery articles to fill up the word count.
Oh oh, he’s still afraid that his silly wife will hit him on the head with chopsticks.
Oh, I'm also afraid of mice, cockroaches, ladybugs, grasshoppers, centipedes, and worms...
Thinking of the long worm, Boss Shang couldn't help but tremble all over, but he insisted on not letting Mrs. Qu see it. He couldn't lose to the people, and he couldn't lose the battle. Losing either would be a disgrace to Xianjin.
Madam Qu was the first to look away, lowered her eyes slightly, and smiled after a while, "Really? It sounds like our Chen family has gold and jade hidden in the house, but no one knows about it."
Madam Qu stood up, straightened her clothes, put the red velvet wooden box containing the turquoise jade bead necklace on the table, and pushed it over with one hand, "Even if the deal doesn't go through, our friendship remains."
Madam Qu looked indifferent. She called Second Aunt Qu, took two steps, and turned her eyes back. "Keep it. Our Chen family should treat our friends who are rich well with us."
As soon as Mrs. Qu finished her words, she left with Second Aunt Qu without looking back.
As soon as I got back home, I saw a middle-aged man dressed in a long gown, with a mustache and dressed like a scholar, registering at the gatehouse with gestures, "I am Qin from Qingshui Town..."
"Yeah, yeah, that's right, the Qin from Qin Shi Huang."
"Yes, Qin Guangsheng."
"Guang? Traveling a thousand miles leads to the vast Guang. Living beings are mountains and rivers, and life never ends."
The concierge looked at the scholar as if he were mentally retarded, and pointed his index finger at his nose. "My dear, do you think I can understand your literary nonsense?"
Madam Qu got off the mule cart and stepped forward, "Qin..."
Master Qin turned his head and raised his mustache to suit the occasion. "I am the master of Yunling Mengguan in Qinghe Town. I am a student of the fourth year of Zhaode. Today I went to Xuancheng Prefecture to participate in the autumn provincial examination. I came to visit the shopkeeper He."
As he said this, he took out the name card of this year's autumn imperial examination and showed it to Madam Qu for review.
A student on government academy is one of the top scholars.
This person is here to take the imperial examination.
Madam Qu did not dare to neglect it. She turned to look at the gatekeeper with a slightly annoyed look on her face, "How dare you, the scholar, stop me! What did I teach you all the time?"
Master Qin stood behind Old Madam Qu with his hands hanging down, waiting for her to help him.
Madam Qu paused and asked, "Where is Jin Jie'er? Why don't you ask her to come out and pick us up?"
The concierge hesitated, "Miss He, she went to the Jixi workshop early in the morning and will not be back until the evening."
Madam Qu looked at Master Qin and smiled kindly, "How about you go in and wait?"
Master Qin waved his hands repeatedly, his movements clumsy, revealing the panic and avoidance of reading books and writing articles for many years and not interacting with people. "No, no - Sister Jin is not here, why should I go in? Who are you?"
Madam Qu said calmly, "I am Mr. Chen San's mother."
Master Qin seemed to have thought about who Mr. Chen San was. After thinking for a long time, he suddenly realized and stammered, "Oh, oh, oh - that's it. I still have to go back to review my studies, so I won't wait any longer. I'll ask you to give Jin Jie'er a message -"
Madam Qu pretended to listen attentively.
"It seems that the contract for copying the red book has expired this year. Qinghe Town and four or five surrounding towns and villages are waiting for her to sign again. If she is free, she will go to each of them one by one. The children and the old scholar are running out of paper."
Master Qin is like a string of cannonballs.
Madam Qu was silent for a moment, pursed her lips, and nodded slightly.
Master Qin became happy, and turned around and took out two bags of linen from the corner and handed them to Old Lady Qu, "...melons, mountain products, and wild mushrooms grown at home...my wife made two pairs of shoes and socks for Jin Jie'er and Miss Qiao, please give them to them as well."
Madam Qu took it hesitantly.
Second Aunt Qu hurried to answer it, but was avoided by Old Madam Qu.
Master Qin said a few more straightforward words, and regardless of Madam Qu's attempts to keep him, he rushed out. As he turned the corner, he heard his wife Wen Niang anxiously ask, "...Can you do this to honor Xian Jin?"
Mr. Qin's dull and rude look was long gone - how could a master who could write the hit and melodramatic "That Scholar is So Handsome" be an unsympathetic idiot!
"If I don't do this, it will make the Chen family suspect that Xianjin deliberately picked us up one by one."
Mr. Qin rubbed his nose, then took his wife's arm and said sweetly, "Let's go, let's go eat some pork elbows! The day after tomorrow I will take the trumpet exam, and I will have to work hard again."
On one side, the couple is in a wonderful relationship, and on the other side, the master and servant are whispering.
Aunt Qu looked at Master Qin's windy back and grumbled unhappily, "...What kind of person is he? He doesn't know any rules!"
Madam Qu disapproved and rebuked, "Most of the scholars who were selected as students of the imperial academy can become Juren! He is only thirty years old. If he can make further progress after becoming Juren, it will be a great fortune! Don't say that he doesn't know the rules. Even if they ignore us, it is reasonable!"
Second Aunt Qu shrank her neck: her old lady's respect for scholars was thicker than the city walls, more turbulent than the Longchuan River, and deeper than her obsession with Zhou Yuanan, the famous actor in the neighboring troupe.
When it was getting dark, the doorman came to report that Xianjin had returned.
Old Madam Qu sat in front of a round table set with dishes and raised her eyes. Second Aunt Qu responded and went to invite them.
Xianjin didn't have time to wash his face and hands. As soon as he entered the room, he saw Mrs. Qu sitting as steady as a rock on a round table. There was a small pot on the table, and a dozen small plates were placed around it in a cluster of flowers.
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