Chapter 065 Make a friend

The most feared thing for an orphan and a widow is that someone with bad intentions will take advantage of them. Fortunately, the hunter and Qin Lianxin have no relatives, which to some extent avoids a lot of trouble.

With a large sum of money and no man in the family, Qin Lianxin gritted her teeth and spent all the money to build the current courtyard with a higher wall than ordinary people. She raised the child with her own hands and meager income.

Cao said: "Lianxin said just now that her health has not been good in the past few years. Xu Renchang can't see her, so Linbu wants to find a better doctor for her, so she goes to work in the town every day. Today, she came back a little late, and I didn't expect such a thing to happen."

Hearing this, Yuan Ming frowned.

The house was built with compensation money. Her husband died long ago. Qin Lianxin only had Lin Bu as her child. What about the son who asked for the imperial edict for her?

Yuan Ming thought of it and asked casually, "Mother, do you still remember what the name of Lin Bu's father, the hunter, was?"

"Why not remember? His name is Lin Qiang." Cao said casually.

Yuan Ming's pupils shrank, but he felt that it was as expected.

Lin Qiang died long ago. Lin Bu used his father's name to pretend to be a man and went to the battlefield. In the end, he became a general who protected the country in the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Yuan Ming couldn't help but feel a little admiration.

"Lin Bu and his mother are both poor people. I hope he can get better soon." Ji Qingyue said sincerely.

Yuan Ming nodded: "Of course he will."

Not only did he comfort Ji Qingyue, but how could a great general be defeated by such a small matter?

After all, it was someone else's business. After a meal, he completely put it behind his mind.

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Shifang Town, Zhao Mansion.

Zhao Yucheng picked up the teacup and blocked the malicious eyes from the opposite side.

A quarter of an hour ago, the man who claimed to be Xue Qingyang came with a servant, saying that he was a student participating in this Tongsheng exam and had to see him. After the doorman informed, Zhao Yucheng brought the person into his yard.

This nobleman from Wenzhou Prefecture was dressed in gold and began to point at his yard as soon as he entered the door, and his words were all belittling his shabby place.

After sitting down, his critical eyes fell on Zhao Yucheng. Although he didn't say a word, he still made people feel uncomfortable.

"Mr. Xue, I wonder why you came to visit me. If there is nothing important, I'm sorry I can't accompany you." Zhao Yucheng said coldly.

Xue Qingyang smiled and said, "I am rude. I forgot to introduce myself to Mr. Zhao."

He glanced at the book boy.

The two book boys stood behind him. One of them took a quick step forward, his nose in the air: "Our young master is the only son of Xue from Wenzhou Prefecture. Xue is Xue from Xue's jewelry store. His ancestral home is Shifang Town. He will take the Tongsheng exam in Shifang Town next year. The young master heard that you are the most knowledgeable student in Shifang Town, so he came to visit you. Just treat it as making friends in advance, so that we can take care of each other on the way to the imperial examination in the future."

He said he came to make friends, but from his expression and attitude, it seemed that Xue Qingyang came to see Zhao Yucheng to condescend, and Zhao Yucheng should feel honored for this.

Obviously, this paragraph was prepared in advance, and he finished it with his head swaying like chanting, and returned to his original position with his chest puffed out.

The other book boy standing next to him had no reaction from beginning to end. He lowered his head quietly, with some purple scars on his forehead.

If Yuan Ming was here, he would definitely recognize him as the poor guy who was seen in the backyard of the restaurant that day, fanning the young man in fancy clothes and then being kicked to the ground.

Xue Qingyang took a sip from the teacup as if doing a favor, frowning: "I don't know if the tea here is not good, or the water quality is problematic, but it always tastes astringent, and I'm not used to it."

Zhao Yucheng twitched his mouth.

He knew about the Xue family in Wenzhou Prefecture. Old Master Xue had a great business sense and a unique vision. In addition, he traveled around and made many friends when he was young, so he could always collect new jewelry styles. In just 20 years, he opened a store in Wenzhou Prefecture and became one of the richest merchants in the prefecture.

But he didn't expect that Old Master Xue, who was so cunning, would give birth to such a son.

Zhao Yucheng secretly complained, but his face showed no sign of it.

"Mr. Xue, you are joking. I am just an ordinary student. I am not sure whether I can pass the Tongsheng exam. How can I have the honor of becoming your friend?"

Xue Qingyang glanced at him and said, "But you are the best student in Shifang Town School."

"No, the ranking of this year's exam is hung on the outer wall of the school, and one exam doesn't mean anything. There are many people who study better than me." Zhao Yucheng said.

Xue Qingyang looked at the servant: "Let's go to the school

." It was obvious that this job was thankless. The servant who had been speaking with great emotion just now stopped talking, so the other person had to step forward and said, "I'll go now."

"Don't worry." Zhao Yucheng stopped the servant and said to Xue Qingyang, "The notice is hanging there and it won't move. But today there will be a water lion show in Shifang Town. It only happens once a year. It would be a pity if you miss it. Mr. Xue, why don't you go to the river first?"

Xue Qingyang became interested when he heard it. The reason why he came to Shifang Town so actively this time was, on the one hand, to get rid of his father's control, and on the other hand, for the water lion show.

"Why did it start today? Didn't it start during the Spring Festival?" According to custom, from the twenty-eighth day of the lunar year to the fifth day of the first lunar month, there are seven days, and every day is a different performance, which is very lively.

"Mr. Xue, you don't know that during the Spring Festival, it is called the big lion dance, and today it is the small lion dance, performed by local young men, and most of the people who go to watch and play are unmarried men and women. It is called the lion dance, but it is actually a blind date."

Hearing him say this, Xue Qingyang became more interested.

"Okay! Then I will go to see the little lion today!" He slammed the table and stood up, turned his head and looked at Zhao Yucheng: "Mr. Zhao, won't you go with me?"

Zhao Yucheng smiled apologetically: "I won't go. I have already made an engagement, and it is not appropriate to go to such an occasion."

Xue Qingyang heard that and ignored him, and hurriedly took the two servants away.

When they disappeared, Zhao Yucheng heaved a sigh of relief, and the smile on his face faded, leaving only a cold look.

The housekeeper came in and said, "Young Master, the master wants you to go to the study."

Zhao Yucheng nodded, and glanced at the place where Xue Qingyang had sat, and his eyes dimmed.

The son of the Xue family in Wenzhou Prefecture took the exam in Shifang Town. If he did well in the exam, his political performance would still be counted on the head of the town guard.

His father asked him to befriend Yuan Ming, but now it's Xue Qingyang's turn?

Yuan Ming knew nothing about what happened in the town. He was enjoying a happy pastoral time with his husband.

It all started when Yang Tao brought a basket of fresh vegetables this morning.

After the frost and snow, there were only a few vegetables left in Yuan Ming's yard. Only a few cabbages and radishes were still alive.

Yuan Ming took great effort to pull out the biggest radish, intending to make radish soup for her husband. But when she cut it open, it turned into flocs mixed with fine ice chips.

In the end, the radish soup was not drunk, and Yuan Ming only made egg soup.

After breakfast, he went outside to throw away the spoiled radishes and ran into Yang Tao.

Yang Tao's family had a lot of land, and in order to provide materials for the noodle shop in the town, he specially planted an extra acre of vegetables. There were too many vegetables at home to eat, so he brought a basket to him without saying a word.

In addition to the vegetables in the field, there were also bamboo shoots.

There is a large bamboo forest on the back mountain of Shangguan Village. Winter bamboo shoots have just emerged this season, and they are long and thin, crisp and tender.

Yuan Ming peeled all the bamboo shoots that Yang Tao sent and fried them with La Yue. Ji Qingyue and Cao Shi loved to eat them. Ji

Qingyue had nothing to do in the afternoon, so she had the idea of ​​digging bamboo shoots in the bamboo forest.

Today is a rare sunny day. On the road, we met many people going to the fields, or like them, carrying baskets to dig bamboo shoots.

The periphery of the bamboo forest is full of children. The villagers tacitly leave the safe place to the children. Yuan Ming and Ji Qingyue did not want to compete with the children, so they walked quietly into the depths of the bamboo forest.

The winter bamboo shoots are hidden under the snow, which is a test of eyesight.

Although Yuan Ming has lived in Shangguan Village for more than ten years, he has never dug winter bamboo shoots. He was a little dizzy when he arrived at the field, not as good as Ji Qingyue.

Just as he bent over and squinted his eyes to try to search at the roots of the trees, the sound of Ji Qingyue swinging a hoe was heard.

Yuan Ming looked over and saw only a small bamboo shoot emerging from the ground. He warned: "Dig gently, be careful not to break it..."