Chapter 62: The reunion of the bumpkin and the unlucky guy
Looking at the desolate and old courtyard in front of him, Yan Zhigao could no longer maintain the forced smile on his face.
The guy who led the way also looked a little embarrassed and smiled awkwardly: "Well, Mr. County Magistrate, you guys should have a good rest. I'm leaving now!" After saying that, he ran away.
“That’s too much of a bully!”
After all, Yan Wenxiu was still a teenager, and his ability to endure anger was not as good as Yan Zhigao and Master Xiao. In addition, scholars had the integrity of being willing to die rather than be humiliated, so he was so angry that his body was shaking.
Seeing his face flush, Daohua was afraid that he might get hurt, so she immediately stepped forward to comfort him, "Brother, let's not bother with these sycophants. When you pass the imperial examination, no one will dare to treat us like this again."
Yan Zhigao stepped forward and patted his eldest son on the shoulder, sighing, "Your sister is right. Only those who are promising will be respected. Instead of being angry at a postmaster, you might as well think about how to study well."
"As long as you can pass the imperial examination, our family will have two Jinshi graduates, and we can barely be called a family of scholars. By then, everyone in the world will look up to us."
Seeing Yan Wenxiu's eyes suddenly become firm, Daohua was worried that he was putting too much pressure on her, so she immediately said, "Brother, don't be too anxious. You are still young, just focus on studying. Dad will take care of the rest!"
Hearing this, Yan Zhigao glared at Daohua. At this time, he was thinking about Daohua as a father. Why didn’t he remember that he was his father when he contradicted him before?
Master Xiao looked at Daohua with a smile, and saw that Yan Wenxiu's expression became less tense after hearing her words, and his eyes flickered a few times.
This Miss Yan doesn’t just know how to rush around recklessly!
"Let's go in and tidy up. We still need to sleep tonight!"
Because of the change of yard, Daohua and his group were in a bad mood. After entering the yard, their faces became even uglier.
"It's shabby, but it's also so small, there's no way it's big enough for us to live in!"
Yan Wenkai muttered dissatisfiedly.
Daohua pulled him and signaled him not to add fuel to the fire. Didn’t he see that his cheap father’s face was already gloomy as if it was going to rain?
There were only five rooms in the yard. At the end, Yan Zhigao had one, Master Xiao had one, Daohua had one, and the three brothers Yan Wenxiu squeezed into one room. The last room was given to a few servants who followed them.
"Oh, this quilt is moldy. How can I sleep at night?"
Yan Wenkai's dissatisfied voice sounded again.
After hearing this, Daohua looked at the sky and saw that it was still two or three hours before nightfall. After thinking for a while, she took her three brothers to tie a long rope in the yard, and then took out the quilts in each room to cool them down.
"Although there is no sun, it's good to get rid of the musty smell." It is still the first month of the lunar year, and there is little sun during the day, but it hasn't snowed since the fifteenth day of the first lunar month.
That night, Daohua and the other children didn't sleep well. They tossed and turned in bed. One reason was that the quilt was moldy and damp, making it uncomfortable to sleep. The other was that the change of yard during the day had left a big impact on them.
Daohua lay on the bed, looking at the ceiling, a little absent-minded.
In ancient times, power was extremely important. People without power could not even think about having any dignity. Yan Zhigao, as the head of a county, was ignored and treated with contempt, not to mention the common people at the bottom.
Why.
The next morning, Daohua and the others appeared at the dinner table with panda eyes.
Yan Zhigao and Master Xiao were not in a very good mood either, and it was obvious that they had not slept well.
When the meal was almost over, Yan Zhigao said, "I'm going to meet some officials later. You little ones, stay in the post station and don't run around. When I'm done, I'll take you to the Li Mansion to meet your uncle."
Yan Wenxiu put down his bowl and chopsticks and said seriously, "Dad, go ahead and do your work. I will take good care of my younger brothers and sisters."
Yan Zhigao nodded, he was relieved about his steady eldest son.
After breakfast, Yan Zhigao left. Not long after he left, Master Xiao also went out to visit a friend. Suddenly, only the four little Daohuas were left in the yard.
Yan Wenkai was the first to get impatient: "Are we just going to stay in the yard like this?"
Yan Wentao: "Uncle told us not to run around, so I think we should just stay here!"
Yan Wenxiu also glared at Yan Wenkai: "Dad came here to report on his work. We can't help him much, but we can't cause him any trouble either."
Seeing that his two brothers disagreed to go out, Yan Wenkai went to find Daohua dejectedly.
At this moment, Daohua is arranging potted plants in the yard to give to her uncles.
Pots of potted plants are blooming in a riot of colour. Although there are no rare flowers or plants in them, they are blooming gorgeously and luxuriantly.
Seeing the colorful potted plants, Yan Wenkai felt much better. He squatted down and helped take care of the rice flowers.
"Bang!"
Suddenly, a Cuju ball fell from the sky and smashed a flowerpot containing crabapples.
The sudden change scared Daohua and Yan Wenkai. Yan Wenxiu and Yan Wentao in the room also ran out after hearing the noise.
As soon as the two came out, they saw a young man in brocade clothes running into their courtyard surrounded by a group of servants.
Yan Wenxiu frowned. "Who are you? Why are you trespassing into our yard?"
The young man in brocade clothes glanced at Yan Wenxiu with contempt, ignored him, and looked around the yard with a wanton look.
Seeing this, the expressions of Yan Wenxiu and the other three darkened.
Soon, the servant behind the young man in brocade clothes stood up and said, "Our young master's Cuju has entered your yard. Hand it over immediately!"
Yan Wenkai said angrily, "So it was you who smashed our potted plants and barged into our yard so arrogantly. Do you even understand the rules?"
The young man in brocade clothes sneered, "Rules?" He looked Yan Wenkai and the other three up and down and said contemptuously, "To be able to live in such a shabby courtyard, I guess he is not a high-ranking official. How dare you mention rules in front of me!"
The young man in brocade clothes said arrogantly, "Whose master are you serving? Why don't you come over and pay your respects to the prefect?"
Daohua frowned tightly, holding on tightly to Yan Wenkai who was about to explode, and kicked the Cuju ball away: "This is your Cuju, take it and leave quickly!"
The other party’s official position is higher than my cheap dad’s, so it’s not good to conflict with them!
Daohua chose to keep the peace, but the Prince of Zhizhou was reluctant to let Daohua go, especially after seeing the potted plants in full bloom in the yard.
"These potted plants are pretty good. Someone, come and move them away. This will be their apology to me!"
Such brutal robbery was so outrageous that not only Yan Wenkai, but even Daohua, Yan Wenxiu and Yan Wentao could not help but get angry.
Seeing the prefect's servant rushing up to move the potted plants, several people rushed up to stop him without thinking.
The prefect brought seven or eight servants with him, and Daohua and his four companions were unable to stop them. Yan Wentao and Yan Wenkai were even beaten several times.
During the competition, the prefect's son was the first to walk out of the yard, holding the most beautiful red plum bonsai.
"My potted plant!"
Daohua chased after him in a rage, and Yan Wenkai and Yan Wentao followed closely behind.
Yan Wenxiu was also furious. He was older and had heard a lot about the dark side of officialdom, but he had never imagined that someone could be so arrogant and audacious. Seeing his younger brother and sister chasing after him, he was anxious and angry. He quickly called the servant, "Quick, go find my father and Master Xiao and bring him back."
After giving the order, he quickly chased after him.
"Give me back the potted plant!"
Daohua was fast. He circled around and stopped in front of the prefect, saying angrily, "Even if your father is the prefect, you can't bully others by taking advantage of your power. If you don't return the potted plant to me today, I will go to the governor's office to file a complaint."
Hearing this, the prefectural prince was not afraid at all. Instead, he sneered: "Go ahead and sue me. I want to see if you can bring my father down. Will I be punished?"
After saying this, he waved his hand and signaled his servants to pull away the rice flowers that were blocking the road.
Daohua would definitely not let others pull her obediently, and Yan Wenkai and Yan Wentao also arrived, so in an instant, the group started to fight with each other.
At the same time, a group of people walked onto the corridor not far away. The leader was not very old, but the noble aura he exuded made everyone who saw him bow involuntarily.
"It's so noisy over there, what happened?"
The boy seemed to be in a bad mood. After hearing the noisy sound, his brows were twisted into knots.
A young man in brocade clothes who was following the young man immediately stepped forward respectfully and said cautiously, "Don't be angry, sir. I will send someone to drive them away immediately."
The boy was indifferent and continued walking forward. However, just as he was about to turn the corner of the corridor, he suddenly heard a familiar voice and immediately turned to look in the direction of the noise.
Then, under the shocked gazes of the people behind him, he ran towards that direction at a rapid speed.
"Stop it!"
Seeing that the prefect was about to hit her with a stick that he had found from somewhere, Daohua hugged her head and closed her eyes. However, after waiting for a while, the expected pain did not come.
Daohua slowly opened her eyes, and then she saw a hand tightly holding the stick that the prefect had hit her with.
The moment he saw the owner of the hand, Daohua's eyes suddenly flashed with a surprising light, and he exclaimed in surprise: "Unlucky bastard!"
Xiao Yeyang frowned, but seeing the undisguised joy in Daohua's eyes, he suppressed his dissatisfaction with the name and replied unhappily, "Country bumpkin!"
(End of this chapter)
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