He said all the polite things that needed to be said.
He even gave him five taels of silver.
If the old clan chief's family had any sense of shame, they certainly wouldn't make things difficult for him.
In particular, he was the only scholar in the village, and everyone was counting on him to pass the imperial examination and become a Juren (a successful candidate in the provincial examination).
It has to be said that Qi Mingyu is really good at understanding these people's thoughts.
Qi Maosheng, who was initially very unhappy, felt much less resentful when he saw how earnestly the man kowtowed and how he was given five taels of silver.
Because of my grandfather, we don't have much money left in our family.
If you want to hold a proper funeral, you will inevitably have to borrow money.
The current harvest is bad, and the government is saying that it will be extremely hot and dry in the coming days.
The deceased are gone, but the living must go on with their lives.
Five taels of silver isn't much, but it's not a small amount either.
With a coffin and burial clothes already prepared, all that remains is to host a post-burial feast for the clan members.
The situation is not good right now, so even if the banquet is not well organized, no one will say anything.
In this way, we can save three or four taels of silver.
He used the money to find some connections to buy more coarse grains and noodles, so that his children could have more to eat.
Even though he was still dissatisfied with Qi Mingyu, Qi Maosheng compromised for the sake of money.
After Qi Mingyu had been kneeling for about 15 minutes, with cold sweat beading on his forehead, they finally pulled him up.
"You're getting married tomorrow, and you have a lot to do at home, so you should go back first!"
Qi Mingyu had no idea what Qi Maosheng was talking about; all he felt was that his back was about to break.
When he was helped up, the pain, like being pricked by needles, made him yell "Aww!" and burst into tears.
It hurt, it hurt so much he was dying.
Once Xue Mengyu enters the house, he must find a way to get more money from her.
He was going to the prefectural city to find a famous doctor to help him take a look.
He is still young and a scholar. How can he not pick up a pen, or stand up or sit up straight?
Perhaps the famous doctor in the prefectural city is highly skilled and can cure him.
In that case, it's not a big deal if I pass the imperial examination three years later!
Qi Maosheng originally planned to let go after helping the person up.
But seeing Qi Mingyu's appearance, he couldn't help but have doubts.
She's only been kneeling for a short time, is it really necessary to act like this?
Are all scholars like this?
No wonder people say that scholars are too weak to even kill a chicken.
It seems that Qi Mingyu was the weakest among all those scholars?
Qi Mingyu was unaware that he had just given himself away.
However, people tend to overthink things and add a bit of embellishment to him, which is why he was able to leave safely.
When he was helped home, the people who had come to help carry the dowry had already eaten sweet soup with eggs.
Seeing this, the group exchanged bewildered glances.
In Anping County, the groom must lead the procession to move the dowry, and there are specific auspicious times for this.
If this is delayed, the woman will be unhappy and feel that the man doesn't value her enough.
Shen felt sorry for her son and wanted the marriage to go smoothly, so she made a tough decision and had the old door brought out.
While everyone was puzzled, she gritted her teeth and began to wash.
After washing and drying himself, he said to everyone:
"Mingyu will be lying on this in a little while. I'll trouble a few of you to carry him there."
"This door is still in good condition. If you want it later, just take it."
The people of Qijia Village had a hard time after the earthquake, lacking everything they needed.
Upon hearing Shen's words and looking at the sturdy wooden door that was about 70% new, he readily nodded in agreement.
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