Ling Jiheng didn't wake up Chi Xingyue. He went outside and told the old lady and Geng Suhua what they had discussed last night.
Although it was a bit sudden, Geng Suhua was happy.
I was originally worried about what to do with my two grandsons, but now the problem of the boy from the second son's family has been solved.
"Okay, okay, I'll have Mingyue and Minghao prepare right away. Seeing how diligent their uncle is, the two boys dare not relax at all."
Ling Jiheng nodded and asked someone to notify Shu Rui.
Shu Rui got up early and came over soon.
He greeted the old lady like a little adult, then sat aside and recited the article he had read yesterday.
Breakfast was simple, white steamed buns, sweet potato porridge, and pickles.
When the servants of the Ling family saw the legendary high-yield grain for the first time, they all speculated that their master might not be as simple as they imagined.
When serving, I couldn't help but be more respectful.
Ling Mingyue and Ling Minghao were very quick and efficient. They came over as soon as they finished eating.
Each of them carried a small schoolbag with their pens, ink, paper and inkstone.
The old lady invited them to dinner and instructed them: "When you get there, answer whatever the teacher asks.
If you encounter a question that is difficult to answer or you don’t know the answer to, just remain silent.
When getting along with classmates, get together if you get along well with them, and stay away from them if you don’t.
Although the children of our Ling family cannot act tyrannically, they should try not to wrong themselves."
Ling Jiheng wanted to laugh after hearing this.
Yes, their Ling family was almost able to do whatever they wanted in Jiangning back then.
When did the old lady ever tell her family members to try not to offend others?
After all, I have experienced some unexpected changes, so I am more cautious.
Of course, it also has something to do with the fact that they live at the feet of the emperor.
The young boys ate quickly and set off as a group before dawn.
Ling Jiheng still brought the gift of becoming a teacher, and handed over his visiting card to the students when they entered the academy.
He had not been waiting outside for long when someone told him to bring his student to the dean for an interview.
The rules of the Fucheng Academy are very strict, and you basically need to have a certain foundation before you can be admitted.
Upon hearing that the three had passed the county exam, the dean nodded in satisfaction.
After testing the basics of several people and asking them to express their opinions on moving the capital, he nodded and asked Ling Jiheng to help the three of them with admission.
"The dormitory at Chang'an Academy is in short supply. If possible, please give the dormitories to students in need."
The dean said this because he saw that the people were well-dressed and heard that they came here in a ox cart, so he thought that the conditions must be good.
I just don't know how far the house is from here. If it is, I have to arrange accommodation.
Ling Jiheng felt that the distance of one hour was not too bad.
Children are bound to miss home, and since their schoolwork isn't heavy, the trip back and forth is a welcome relief.
After asking a few little ones what they thought, I decided to go to school as a day student.
Ling Jiheng was planning to buy a small courtyard near Chang'an Academy so that he could stay there for a night even on rainy or snowy days without having to travel back and forth.
After the formalities were completed, Ling Jiheng handed the apprenticeship gift to the dean.
Although enrolling as a student does not mean becoming a disciple, Ling Jiheng demonstrated through his actions how much he values the dean and the three juniors.
The dean smiled and personally escorted Ling Jiheng out of the academy.
Ling Mingyue and the others stayed and went to class directly, returning in the evening.
Ling Jiheng was not in a hurry to leave. He asked around to see if there were any houses for sale, but all he found were for rent.
Helpless, I paid money to rent a room. I went to the brokerage to find a broker and asked him to help keep an eye on it.
It doesn't matter the size or the money, I just want to find him a small courtyard without any troubles as soon as possible.
When the broker heard this, he patted his chest and agreed.
He also said that if he had any news, he would definitely go to the academy to pass on the message.
Ling Jiheng said "hmm", left him his contact information, and left.
When I got back, it was almost noon. I briefly talked about the situation at Chang'an Academy and then had lunch with my family.
Geng Suhua personally picked up some food for Ling Jiheng to thank him for his thoughtful consideration for his nephew.
He also said, "I will pay for the yard, and I will also pay for the transportation to pick up the three children."
Ling Jiheng said that there was no need to be so concerned.
"Auntie only needs to take care of the yard, and the travel expenses will be paid by the public."
The family has already spent all the big money, so there is no need to worry about these small amounts.
As for the yard, Geng Suhua bought it and it became the private property of the eldest wife, so there was no need for him to fight with the other party.
After dinner, he returned to Qingfengyuan to rest, called Jinbao, and asked him to deliver a message to Changning Village and several surrounding villages.
Tell them that of the more than 2,000 acres of land, 1,000 acres are planted with sweet potatoes and 1,500 acres are planted with wheat.
If you don't have any seedlings, you can go to the government office to get some before you start planting. This year, we won't charge rent, just grain.
Jin Bao immediately made arrangements. Ling Jiheng and Chi Xingyue rested for a while and then set off again.
They found the broker who introduced them to the Dong family mansion a few years ago and asked him to help find a few reliable slaves with planting experience.
The man looked at the couple for a long time before he suddenly came to his senses.
Pulling Ling Jiheng to a corner, he lowered his voice and said, "Young Master, it's a good thing you escaped quickly, otherwise if you were caught by the Xu family, your life would be hanging by a thread!"
"Oh?" Ling Jiheng pretended to be confused.
The broker looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to this side, then he told Ling Jiheng what he had found out.
"I heard that Master Xu was looking for something in the Dong family's old house and couldn't find it after several years.
I thought it was abandoned and I could just look for it slowly, but I didn't expect that the yard was bought by you.
In a fit of rage, Mr. Dong ordered all the relatively intact houses to be demolished.
Someone saw this and reported it to the government office, but the people who demolished the yards were all local thugs. They would run away when they saw the officials coming, and they were always caught empty-handed.
Over time, no one cared about this matter anymore. Since the owner was away and there was no one to suffer, the officials were too lazy to bother.
Didn't you send people to repair the house last year? As for Xu Daquan, you sent your confidant to guard it for two or three months.
I don’t know what secrets are hidden in the Dong family’s old house that make him so obsessed with it.”
The last sentence has a tentative tone.
Ling Jiheng sneered: "He doesn't know, how could I know? It was you who recommended that house!"
"Yes, yes, I originally recommended the house to you because of its good location and layout. Who knew it would cause so much trouble?"
Ling Jiheng nodded: "This Mr. Xu is really interesting. If the Dong family mansion is hiding a secret, why would Mr. Dong be willing to abandon it?
They have a large family and a lot of money, and they don't need tens of thousands of taels of silver.
Wouldn't it be better to keep it as your private property? Why do you have to sell it?
If someone dares to sell it, it means there is nothing wrong with the house.
How can outsiders explore a secret that even we ourselves don’t know?
Don’t you think so?
Without waiting for the agent to reply, Ling Jiheng added, "Besides, when we were renovating our house, we dug three feet underground.
I don’t see anything special about that yard!”
The broker thought it made sense and agreed with it a few times before changing the subject.
"Then I'll call over the ones who want to sell themselves, and you can pick one?"
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