The old man was hungry, but he still washed up before sitting down at the table.
After everyone in the family got up, they sat together. The old lady handed the silver to Shu Muyun and said, "You should be the head of this family!"
Shu Muyun hesitated for a moment, but still accepted it.
The city is different from Qingshan Village. You have to spend money to manage everything.
In addition, there are many people in the family, and it is really not possible without someone to take care of the accounts.
The old lady is quite old and often lacks energy.
The eldest sister-in-law is suitable, but this courtyard was bought by Ling Jiheng and the servants were hired by Yin Bao.
Those money-making ideas were thought up by Chi Xingyue. The families split up when they first settled in Qingshan Village.
Given the current situation, Shu Muyun is the most suitable person to manage the accounts.
Their family will continue to get along as before, with the family separated but not the households.
After the matter was discussed, Ling Jiheng took the gifts, called Ling Jiyi and Huang Minbo, and set off for Yu's house.
The three of them sat in the carriage and drove for about half an hour before they saw the government office.
Ling Jiheng got off the car to hand in the visiting card and waited for more than two quarters of an hour before someone led them to the back hall.
Ling Jiheng bowed and greeted Yu Tingzhang, then asked Ling Jiyi to bring over the gift he had prepared.
Yu Tingzhang accepted it with a smile, and when he looked at Huang Minbo, he felt that the look in his eyes was familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a moment.
"Uncle Yu, long time no see. My nephew Huang Minbo and my father Huang Da!"
"Are you Magistrate Huang's legitimate son, Minbo? I haven't seen you in a few years. You've grown so much! Are you here to take the exam as well?"
"Yes, I luckily passed the provincial examination, and I want to come to the provincial capital to witness the grand occasion of the academy examination."
Yu Tingzhang nodded: "It's already the beginning of February, and the entrance exam is only two months away. We must hurry up and prepare."
After that, he asked the two of them, "Do you plan to go to the academy to study?"
Ling Jiheng did not hide it: "Before coming to the capital, Lord Huang gave me a letter of recommendation. Minbo and I want to try out for Changhe Academy!"
Yu Tingzhang hummed, "It's a good place, especially with Lord Wen taking charge, the academic atmosphere has become even clearer.
It's just that the requirements for students are very high, but I believe in your abilities."
As he said this, he took the letter of recommendation from the bookshelf and filled in the names of Ling Jiheng, Huang Minbo, and Ling Jiyi.
Ling Jiyi knew that he was just a passerby and was very excited. He bowed deeply to Yu Tingzhang.
Yu Tingzhang asked a few people about the situation in Yunrou County and Qingshan Village, and talked about the current situation in the provincial capital, and then let them leave.
It was only then that Ling Jiheng realized that there were two voices in the court.
One is to support moving south and establish the capital in Shangjing.
The climate there is warm, the grain yield is high, and it is located in the center of the Dayong Dynasty, making it very suitable to be the capital.
One view is to establish the capital in Fucheng. Although the climate here is cold, the surrounding mountains and hills serve as a natural barrier.
In addition, this is the base camp of Zhou’s army, and we cannot abandon it.
The Emperor even had a palace built. Although it was not yet completed, seven or eight large halls had already been built.
Daily government affairs are handled in these palaces.
The towering palace blocks people's view and also symbolizes the concentration of power.
Ling Jiheng asked someone for the location and searched all the way there, and found that the city wall was red.
It looks familiar to a city in my memory.
Ling Jiheng stood there and watched for a long time before turning around.
Huang Minbo teased him: "Brother Ling, do you want to join the cabinet?"
Ling Jiheng shook his head without explaining.
He went home in silence, came to Furong Courtyard, put his arms around Chi Xingyue, and rubbed her neck.
"What's going on?" Chi Xingyue smiled and sent Baozhu away.
The moment the door closed, Ling Jiheng lowered his voice and said, "I saw the Forbidden City!"
Chi Xingyue was startled and turned around to look at Ling Jiheng in disbelief.
After a long time, he said: "History has taken a turn!"
No, it should be said that history has never been on the right track.
She was traveling in an imaginary era, but for some reason, Emperor Zhou built a palace in the capital city, and the style of the palace was similar to that of the Forbidden City.
No wonder Ling Jiheng was in such a low mood. Who could remain indifferent when seeing the familiar buildings in their hometown?
Chi Xingyue also fell silent. Although he had been here for several years, he still missed his hometown which he could never return to.
It took a long time for the two to calm down.
Chi Xingyue touched his nose and said, "Although this may not be very authentic, the land of China in the fictional era was indeed not invaded by ethnic minorities and was always controlled by the Han people."
Ling Jiheng raised his hand and ruffled her long hair: "We are all family, so you shouldn't say such things."
"I know. We in later generations often tease ourselves, saying we've always heard that Ningguta is bitterly cold, but we actually live right next to it.
What do you mean by resisting the Jin? In the end, you are the Jin yourself."
After Chi Xingyue finished speaking, he couldn't help laughing.
Ling Jiheng looked at her and smiled, and his mood improved a lot.
Open the door and go see your parents.
I saw Shu Muyun scratching his head and writing in the account book.
Seeing his son and daughter-in-law coming over, Shu Muyun put down his pen and said, "I'm back! I haven't taken care of the house for so long, and I feel like my head is getting bigger.
There are many things that need to be added to this house, both inside and outside.”
Chi Xingyue patted his chest quickly: "If you need money, just tell me, I have it!"
Shu Muyun glared at her and said, "How can you afford the expenses of the family? When it gets warmer, buy a few shops and open them up, and you'll have income!"
Chi Xingyue asked: "Are we merchants or farmers?"
"As long as the shop is under your name, you're still considered a farmer. However, it seems that there are no restrictions on identity for this year's imperial examination. Emperor Zhou is determined to recruit talents."
Chi Xingyue breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good!"
As he spoke, he looked at Shu Muyun's account book and found it was not difficult. He could write down the answer without even using an abacus.
Shu Muyun pulled her to a seat: "Come, mother will teach you how to manage the household!"
Chi Xingyue didn't want to learn, but was forced to learn with a brush.
Chi Xingyue completed the account book without Shu Muyun's nagging.
However, she knows nothing about festival etiquette, banquets, and ladies' diplomacy; she is a complete layman.
Shu Muyun decided to focus on teaching her these things so that she would not be looked down upon in the future.
In a blink of an eye, a day passed, and Ling Jiheng, Ling Jiyi and Huang Minbo set off again.
The day before yesterday, Ling Yi and Jin Bao took the scholars to the streets to inquire about the news and found that the inns and restaurants in the city did indeed have fixed prices as the officers and soldiers at the city gate had said.
Even if the families of those who came to take the exam were not poor, they were not considered very wealthy.
Jiang Fusheng discussed with everyone and finally decided to rent two courtyards.
This can not only encourage each other and improve knowledge, but also reduce unnecessary expenses.
The courtyard the students rented was quite far from the Ling family mansion, and it took two hours to walk there.
After finally arriving at the place, Ling Jiheng got out of the car and heard a noisy sound in the yard.
It turned out that no one knew how to cook, so even if they bought food, they would still go hungry.
This morning, a group of people hurriedly cooked porridge, but it turned out to be undercooked and gave me stomach upset.
They took turns going to the toilet. Those who were slow were stuck outside and became so anxious that they jumped up and down.
At moments like this, no matter how well-mannered they are, they can't help but curse a few words.
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