Chapter 1759 Why Study

At the Zhou Marquis Mansion in the capital, Zhu Lan listened to the actions of the Yong'an Duke Mansion. She was very happy to hear, "Did the Yong'an Duke Mansion really send people to block the door of the Luo family and not leave?"

Su Xuan has been enjoying gossip these past two days. "Not only did she block the Luo family's door, she also read the dowry list at the gate of the mansion."

Li is becoming more and more like the head of the family, and her thoughts are also from the perspective of the family as a whole. "Isn't this too much? The official position of the eldest son of the Luo family has been suspended. Isn't it a bit bad for the Duke's Mansion to not give him any time?"

Su Xuan was peeling melon seeds. "This is exactly what the Yong'an Duke's Mansion wants. Not only does it want to humiliate the Luo family, but it also wants to trample them to the ground so that they can never get up again."

Zhao drank her tea and sighed, "The Duke's Mansion hates the Luo family very much."

Zhulan understood this very well. I spent a large sum of money, but saw no benefit at all. Anyone would be angry. And with the emperor's instructions, of course I have to do it beautifully. It's a life-and-death choice, and the Duke's Mansion will not miss any opportunity to severely punish the Luo family.

Su Xuan rolled her eyes. "The Luo family can't come up with money, so they can only sell the land or collect their collections. Although the Luo family has a bad reputation, they are recognized as a family with rich collections."

Zhao was excited when he heard this. "Then I'll send someone to keep an eye on it. Mingrui has collected various notes. I think the Luo family must have some."

Li poured cold water on him, "I wonder if the Luo family will sell it to us."

Bamboo orchid, "."

Very good, the eldest brother’s wife is getting better and better at grasping the key points!

In Yang County, Changzhi did not leave, but followed the child. On the way to the boy's home, Changzhi said, "Your father is a scholar. Have you learned the Thousand Character Classic?"

The boy kept his mouth shut and said nothing. He remembered his mother's words, that she hoped he would be healthy all his life and not have to study!

Chang Zhi sighed. It was not that the child didn't know how to do it, but that he just didn't want to say it. He just got the child's basic information from his colleague. The boy's father was a famous genius in the county. Yes, a genius. He was a high school student at the age of sixteen. For a student without a family background who had to rely entirely on himself, his talent was indeed high.

However, genius did not have smooth sailing. He lost the last cold. After recovering from the illness, he was left with a chronic illness. He took the college entrance examination again but never returned. He died of the illness, leaving behind his newly married wife and his mother who cried herself blind. Fortunately, his wife became pregnant with the boy you see today.

Changzhi asked again, "Have you ever eavesdropped on the lectures at a private school?"

The boy's eyes widened, horrified. He said nothing about how he was discovered.

Changzhi smiled, "You are a child with ideas."

The boy finally spoke again, "Don't, don't tell my mother."

He pretended to be a beggar and begged, which had already embarrassed his mother. He had begged everyone who knew him, but his mother didn't know about it. He was also a little sad that his mother had shut herself off from him and never left the yard except to deliver embroidery handkerchiefs.

Changzhi: "Okay."

Soon they arrived at the poor area of ​​the county town, where houses were connected together. The boy's house had several rooms and a small yard. There was no strong labor in the family to repair the house, so it was very dilapidated.

The woman in the yard saw her son coming back and frowned, "Why are you so naughty? Why are your clothes so dirty?"

The boy lowered his head and said, "Mom, I won't dare to do it again next time."

The woman noticed the guest, and she was terrified. She pursed her lips and said, "My son doesn't want to study. We are an orphan and a widow, and we don't have money to pay for his education."

It was obvious that Changzhi was regarded as a teacher.

Changzhi looked at the boy in surprise again, and explained that a teacher had come before, proving that the child was very talented. "I am just a student, not a teacher."

The woman breathed a sigh of relief. Her husband died while studying, and she had only her son to rely on. She knew her son was very talented, but she would rather he live a mediocre life.

With the door wide open and not worried about gossip, Changzhi sat in the yard looking at the embroidered handkerchief. Well, this ordinary handkerchief was worthless and would damage his eyes.

Changzhi looked at the embarrassed boy and said, "I didn't mean any harm."

The boy knew it clearly in his heart. Being precocious, he could tell good from bad in people. He pursed his lips and looked worriedly at his mother in the house. His grandmother had died of illness and had spent all the remaining money in the family. The family had no land, only this house, and their life depended entirely on his mother's embroidery. The last time his mother was sick, there was no money in the family, and he had to beg for it.

The boy lowered his head and said, "Neighbors all say my dad is a good student. I saw the books my mom hid."

Changzhi had sharp ears and heard the boy's mumbling clearly. The child wanted to study. "Why study?"

The boy pursed his lips and said, "To fulfill my father's unfulfilled wish."

Changzhi chuckled, "The imperial examination selects talents for the country, and talents benefit the people and provide good policies for the country. Do you understand?"

The boy's eyes were blank. "Isn't studying for fame? Isn't it for becoming a scholar, farmer, merchant or businessman?"

There is also money. As long as you become a successful person, people will come to your door and give you money, and you won’t have to live a hard life anymore.

Changzhi's smile faded. "Yes, many people are just as you expected."

How many top scholars in the Hanlin Academy studied for the country and the people? Some studied for their families, some for power and money, and some for themselves.

In the Ministry of Justice in the capital, the prince was looking through the files about his father's succession to the throne. His father had read the files about when his grandfather was in office.

The prince rubbed his brows and said, he should really thank Lord Zhou for his reforms. In order to improve efficiency and accuracy, the Ministry of Justice has made the file classification and records very clear.

The prince looked at Zhuo Guyu, "What do you think of the records in the file?"

Zhuo Guyu did his homework, "It is more convenient to search and saves a lot of time."

"These are all changes brought about by Zhou Hou."

Zhuo Guyu's heart ached even more. Even though he was relieved, he couldn't help but think back to the fact that if he was engaged to the head of Anhe County, why would he have to go through such a difficult career? "Marquis Zhou is a great talent."

The prince smiled and asked, "Can the Luo family tell me when they will return the dowry money to Junxin?"

Zhuo Guyu, "As soon as possible."

The prince snorted in his heart, thinking that the Luo family was beyond saving. He then kept silent and did not continue to look through the files of previous years. Instead, he signaled the Ministry of Justice to find the records of the case being closed.

The prince looked through the records with a raised brow. Some of the records were really blurry. He didn't know whether it was intentional or just because they were not taken seriously. He was more inclined to the former.

The prince stood up and said, "I will go to the Ministry of Revenue. You continue to look at the files here."

Zhuo Guyu, "Yes."

This is the royal family's attitude towards Zhou Hou, trust, and this trust makes people envious and jealous.

At the Ministry of Revenue, Zhou Shuren was surprised that the Crown Prince would come over. "Isn't the Crown Prince reading the files at the Ministry of Justice? Has he finished reading them?"

That can’t be possible. The Ministry of Justice handles a lot of cases every year.

The prince took out the record of the case from his pocket and said, "My Lord, please take a look."

Zhou Shuren took it and flipped through it. "What does the prince want to ask?"

The prince didn't want to ask anything, "I just feel uncomfortable looking at the records of cases being closed. Most of them are voluntary cases being closed."

Zhou Shuren didn't continue reading. "So?"

The prince would not come to him if he didn't have an idea. He came now obviously hoping that he could give him some advice.

(End of this chapter)