It was late autumn and the frost was biting.
Now it is the slack season, and farmers have nothing to do and no money coming into the account, and they are extremely anxious.
When they heard that Rong's house was hiring people to work and the wages were paid on a daily basis, they all came to inquire.
Rong Xi handed the matter over to Zhang Zhi and asked him to select strong and healthy people.
Everyone knew that Zhang Zhicheng had become a tenant of the Rong family. Before this, when they saw him selling land to save his father, everyone sighed and lamented the impermanence of life.
Now Zhang Zhi is in high spirits and smiling. It is said that Rong Langjun is kind and gives him a lot of benefits, which is really enviable.
Zhang Zhi worked hard and selected twenty farmers, all of whom were good at working.
"Zhang Dalang, what does Rong Langjun want to do?" someone asked curiously.
The others echoed.
What else is there to do in the fields at this season?
Zhang Zhi was not clear either, he was just following orders, so he said: "I will know when the time comes. Anyway, I have to listen to you, my lord."
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Liu He approaching, and he hurriedly greeted him and asked, "Mr. Liu, what do you want, sir?"
Liu He himself was a little confused, but he repeated Rong Xi's words word for word.
"What? Burying crop stalks in the ground?"
"Did I hear correctly? Did Rong Langjun really order this?"
Everyone just felt confused and absurd.
After Zhang Zhi asked again, he had no choice but to say, "Since it is your order, we will try our best to complete it."
After he finished speaking, everyone nodded. Anyway, as long as you can make money, it's not like you're going to kill or burn anything, so why bother about so many things?
The Zhang family's several plots of land had not had their straw processed due to their father's illness, and now it can be used.
Most people would drag the straw home to use as firewood or burn it into ashes on the spot.
Liu Zishi had no place to put his energy, so he also joined in.
Someone he knew teased him, "I see you running to the county town all day long, what are you doing?"
You Rongxi ordered, Liu Zishi kept his mouth shut, "I'm going to learn the craft."
"Hey, Rong Langjun is still learning skills from you," the man approached him and asked in a low voice, "How is he treating you? Does he beat you often? Those rumors are not very nice."
Liu Zishi glared at him fiercely and raised his fist to signal, "Don't say bad things about me! I am kind and kind, those bad words are just because they are blind and stupid!"
In his heart, Langjun was the person who treated him the best except for Aung, and he would not tolerate others making bad comments about him.
"Haha, don't be angry, I was just kidding you." Seeing this, the man stopped talking.
The people of Linxi Town are not stupid. Ever since Mr. Rong fell into the water and was rescued, the Rong family seems to have lived a good life.
The Liu family's grandparents and grandchildren put on new clothes and often went to the market to buy food. If it were in the past, where would they get so much money?
However, when they thought of Rong Xi's identity, everyone felt relieved.
Even though Minister Rong sent Rong Dalang back to his ancestral hometown in anger, Rong Dalang was his eldest son after all. How could he really bear to let him live in poverty?
Rongzhai.
After dinner, Liu Zishi digested his food and then punched and kicked in the yard. Rong Xi was pleased to see that he was working hard and asked, "What are your plans for the future?"
Liu Zishi didn't even think about it, "Of course I will follow the Minister."
"What else?" Rong Xi didn't want to keep the young man by his side. If he had ambitions, he would definitely support him.
Liu Zishi thought for a moment, his face suddenly turned red, and he whispered: "I want to be a great hero like the King of Qin."
Prince of Qin.
Rong Xi had heard something about it.
It is rumored that he is the god of war of the Wei Dynasty, and is known as "Yan Luo" among the neighboring states of the Wei Dynasty. One reason is that he was brave and good at fighting, killing countless people on the battlefield; the other reason is that he liked to cover his face with a hideous mask, looking like Yama.
Therefore, very few people know his true appearance.
However, no matter whether he is ugly or beautiful, in the hearts of the people of Wei, he is a well-deserved protector of the country.
When chatting with Hu Yulin and others, he had heard about the deeds of Prince Qin, all of which were portrayed as if they were a god descending from heaven.
Rong Xi smiled and stroked the boy's hair, "It's hard to be a hero."
Especially in the era of imperial power, Prince Qin, who was revered as a god by the people, must have been walking on thin ice.
Liu Zishi didn't know what he meant, so he smiled and said, "I was just thinking about it."
"Well, going into battle to kill the enemy and defending your country is also being a hero," Rong Xi encouraged.
Liu Zishi shook his head and said: "If I go to the battlefield, you will have no one to serve you, so I'd better stay by your side."
His words were sincere and his eyes were clear. When Rong Xi heard them, he felt a warm current surge in his heart.
Alone in a strange world, no matter how calm and composed one appears, it cannot hide the loneliness in one's heart. But the people he met were all kind and enthusiastic, which made him gradually feel a sense of belonging.
"Go to bed early." Rong Xi said with a faint smile, then turned around and went back to the house.
After a few days, all the work on the fields was done and the farmer had nothing to do.
When I heard that Rong Langjun had hired people to build a stone mill, I couldn't help but get excited. Liu He selected experienced people, and within a few days, the stone mill was ready in the yard.
Rong Xi had previously purchased a lot of soybeans and stored them in the warehouse.
Just as he was about to start grinding the beans, he heard someone knocking on the door.
Liu Zishi quickly ran to open the door and saw an old man outside with a stern face and flowing beard. He asked in surprise, "Master Gao? Why are you here?"
The old man's surname was Gao and his given name was Bai. He was a teacher at the town school. Liu Zishi had eavesdropped outside the school and recognized him.
Gao Bo snorted lightly, and said in a very arrogant manner, "Where is Rong Xi?"
Shocked by his aura and with awe for the Master, Liu Zishi was speechless. After a few breaths, he came to his senses.
"Master Gao, why are you looking for me, young master?" Although he was in awe, he knew his duty.
Gao Bo glanced at him, obviously a little displeased, but he was unable to refuse the trust and had to come in person.
I hope that Rong’s son is not as naughty as the rumors say.
"Give this letter to Rong Xi, and he will know the answer after reading it." He took the letter out of his sleeve and handed it to Liu Zishi.
Liu Zishi received the letter and returned to the courtyard and handed it to Rong Xi.
Rong Xi read the letter and shook his head helplessly. He stood up and walked to the door of the house. He bowed and said neither humbly nor arrogantly: "Junior greets Master Gao. I hope you will forgive me for my disrespect to Master Gao just now."
After saying this, he welcomed Gao Bo into the house.
Seeing his thorough manners, Gao Bo heaved a sigh of relief. After taking a seat in the main hall, he stroked his beard and said, "You have read your father's handwritten letter. What are your plans?"
Rong Xi poured tea for him personally and said with a smile: "Teacher, you are knowledgeable and highly respected. It is really a waste of talent to teach a stubborn person like me. However, my father has instructed me, and I dare not disobey. But I am clumsy and I am afraid that I will bring trouble to you."
"That's fine." Gao Bo said fearlessly, "As long as you are willing to learn, I will teach you wholeheartedly."
He thought Rong Xi did not look like a stupid person, so what he just said must be self-deprecation.
"I will go to the town tomorrow to ask the teacher for advice." Rong Xi replied with a smile.
Gao Bo was stunned.
He originally thought that he would need to come in person to teach every day, just like the teachers in the homes of high-ranking officials, but he did not expect that Rong Xi would make such a decision.
From this perspective, he is indeed a good person who respects his teachers.
He stroked his beard and left with satisfaction.
As soon as the door was closed, Liu Zishi asked, "My dear, are you really going?"
"No problem. Master Gao will definitely be disappointed and give up in a few days."
No matter how patient a person is, he cannot tolerate an apprentice who has no talent.
The next day, Rong Xi went to Gao Bo's house as agreed to seek advice.
Gao Bo asked carefully: "How is the enlightenment?"
"I have studied for a few years." Rong Xi answered honestly.
Gao Bo wanted to test Rong Xi's knowledge, but found that Rong Xi had no knowledge at all. Even a child can recite some very simple principles, but he was ignorant of them.
His qualifications are really dull!
Gao Bo felt very sad but was unwilling to give up. The sage said that one should teach students in accordance with their aptitude, and he should not judge people by their talent.
However, ideal and reality are ultimately very different.
For several days, Rong Xi couldn't even understand the first sentence of his enlightenment textbook. Even if he was taught a hundred times every day, he would forget it the next day.
Sometimes he was extremely furious, but when he saw Rong Xi's aggrieved and sad look, he would force himself to calm down.
If he continues to teach, his life span will be shortened!
Rong Xi looked at his expression and knew that he had reached his limit. Today he will definitely decline this matter and set himself free.
Unexpectedly, after a cup of tea, Gao Bo suddenly looked determined and spoke solemnly.
"Although you lack talent, you have an elegant and quiet temperament. It would be a pity if you didn't have knowledge. Although I am incompetent, I can't abandon you."
Rong Xi thought to himself that something was wrong and felt a little nervous.
"Starting tomorrow, you will go to the town school. You will benefit from it if you are influenced by it every day."
Rong Xi: “…”
No, he doesn't want to!
He wanted to pretend to be stupid so that Gao Bo would give up on his own.
Unexpectedly, Gao Bo was so determined to train him into a talented young man.
If he goes to school to listen every day, how can he enjoy his leisure time? Besides, he is busy with other things, so it is impossible for him to go to school.
Seeing that he remained silent, Gao Bo glared and asked, "You don't want to?"
Could it be that he had misjudged the person?
Rong Xi suddenly sighed, stood up and said, "Master, please lend me some paper and pen."
After Gao Bo nodded in agreement, he walked to the desk, calmed himself, dipped the brush in ink and started writing.
Gao Bo curiously moved closer to take a look, his eyes suddenly widened, his beautiful beard trembled slightly, and his mouth and tongue seemed to be strangled, unable to make a sound.
The pen moves like a dragon, writing beautiful poems and fu; the iron-like strokes and silver-like hooks express the classics and history.
The young man wrote as if inspired by God, with a solemn and serious expression. He was immersed in the writing, and expressed his romantic feelings and discussed the ancient and modern history on the light yellow paper.
This is completely different from the clumsy person before.
After finishing writing, Rong Xi breathed a sigh of relief, put down his pen and looked up. Seeing Gao Bo's shocked expression, he smiled apologetically, "Master, please don't blame me. I was lazy in studying before, so I lied to you."
Gao Bo came back to his senses and hurriedly took the paper to examine it. The handwriting on the paper was unique and had its own style. Although the argument was borrowed from the words of his ancestors, just by looking at the handwriting and the solitary copy of the article, one could tell that his talent and knowledge were far superior to others!
"With such a talent, why do you hide it?"
Gao Bo is not a stupid man. With such talent and knowledge, who would believe him if he said he was lazy in studying?
Thinking of his family background, he suddenly felt pity for him. Without waiting for Rong Xi to answer, he said, "Talent should not be wasted. If you are willing to study hard, I can cover up for you."
When Rong Xi heard this, he realized that he had misunderstood him, so he could only smile and say, "Thank you for your kindness, Master. What I said is true, and I am not hiding my shortcomings. Reading and writing are for the purpose of cultivating one's sentiments. I do not want to take the imperial examination and become an official, so the discussions in the academy are of no benefit to me."
"As a husband, doesn't he want to achieve great things?" Gao Bai asked, stroking his beard.
Rong Xi saw that he no longer insisted, and his expression became a little more pleasant. "Xi only likes the scenery of the countryside, not the ups and downs of the court. Besides, making achievements and establishing a career will not only bring high positions and noble titles. In the quiet mountains and rivers, you can also benefit the people."
This was said sincerely, but Gao Bo did not believe it completely.
He sighed, "What a pity! What a pity!"
Such a talented person is miserable in Shengjing and enjoys his life in Linxi. It must be because he is discouraged and unwilling to face it for the time being.
As a teacher and senior, Gao Bo felt sad but also had a desire to protect him. He was angry that Minister Rong did not recognize the talent of his son and was blinded by slanderous words and made rash judgments.
"You go home first. With your knowledge, you don't need to go to the academy anymore." He turned around and took a few scriptures from the bookshelf, handed them to Rong Xi, and said with a kind smile, "Take these books back and read them first. If you have any questions, you can ask me."
Rong Xi was deeply moved by the old man's sincere love and care. He bowed to the ground with a broad smile, "Thank you for your kindness in teaching me and protecting me!"
Gao Bo was feeling annoyed and waved his sleeves to let him go.
After Rong Xi left, he thought for a long time before picking up the pen to write the letter.
A few days later, the letter arrived at Rong Mansion in Shengjing.
When Minister Rong read the letter, he was immediately furious. He slammed the letter on the table and shouted angrily, "Rebellious son! Rebellious son!"
Rong Lian happened to be there, so he took the letter and looked at it, only to see a single sentence of sighing on it.
"What a shame! What a pity! I am sorry that I am unable to teach you!"
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