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The years have changed in a row, and it has been five years in a flash.

In the old house of the Yi family, since the Secretary of State Yi was happy that Jin Sun had been paralyzed by the joy of being paralyzed by the wind, he submitted his resignation to the court.

Now he has moved out of the Shangshu Mansion and his family lives in an old house with only three courtyards.

There were only eight or nine servants left, half of which were brought by the eldest grandmother from her parents' home.

There is a peach tree in the atrium, with fists hanging on the branches, which looks extremely sweet and fragrant.

The five-year-old son wanted to climb up the tree to pick peaches, but Yu Rubi held his two-year-old daughter and smiled and refused to let him go up.

Both children were born with jade, and none of them looked like their fathers.

Mrs. Yi walked over and carried her grandson into her arms and coaxed her, "Good baby, you can't go up the tree. This kind of tender arms and legs is so tender that she feels so sorry for grandma if she falls. Wait for your father to come and ask him to go up the tree and pick it for you and your sister."

As he was talking, Yi Xu walked over from the backyard, still looking dumb.

However, he still loved Yu Rubi as he had originally. He walked over and took his daughter from Yu Rubi's arms. His son immediately hugged his legs and begged: "Dad, go up the tree and pick peaches for me!"

Yu Rubi took out a handkerchief, carefully wiped her husband's sweat, and said, "You are tired too, let's take a break."

"It should be fine in another half a year." Yi Xu blinked at his wife.

After hearing this, Yu Rubi sighed softly, feeling a little relieved. She turned her face and could see the eaves above the Yongwang Mansion.

They are only two streets away from the Yongwang Mansion. Although Emperor Xizheng is already the emperor, he has to return to the Yongwang Mansion to live for the first half of a month every year, from New Year's Eve to the Shangyuan Festival.

Gardenia bought fresh fish from outside and smiled as soon as she entered the door: "Don't the masters go to the street to see the fun? The new top student is praising his official position on Hongmeng Street!"

"But, shouldn't you praise the official position if you leave the list?" Mrs. Yi smiled and said, "I heard that the top scorer this year is from Haizhou, and her name is Su Qi."

"I never knew there were big families in Haizhou with the surname Su," said the accompanying room beside her: "In previous years, most of the top scorers were from Gyeonggi."

"I came back so busy that I didn't go to the front to see it because I bought the fish. Everyone who saw it said that the new top scorer in the course this year was very good."

"I don't think I'm old, right?" Yu Rubi heard that the man's surname was Su, and she remembered the old people.

"There will always be a twenties." Gardenia said while putting the fish in a wooden barrel and raising it with water: "It's said that it's not married yet, and many people want to recruit son-in-law!"

The Hongmeng Street was crowded and an old man came in from outside the city after a car. Seeing that the road was so blocked, he said to the driver: "Just get here and give you the money for the car."

The coachman was a little disgusted and said, "I agreed to send it to Sizhao Lane, which is still far from it."

"This is also impossible. I'll just walk back slowly." The old man was very reasonable and the fare was calculated a lot.

After getting off the car, I slapped the bamboo basket on my arm. There was originally a carved out of incense, candles and paper horses. I had already finished the memorial service outside the city and brought back the empty basket.

Today is Mr. Gao’s Mingshou, and he is the old man who was with the old man in the end.

Now five years have passed, the grass on the old man’s grave has grown a few feet tall. The figure of the old man has become even more hunched, and he is still unforgivable.

Everyone was crowded to see the new top scorer. The old man didn't want to join in the fun, so he walked carefully along the wall.

But I still heard all the words, but I was saying that the top scorer was a rare young talent.

The old man laughed in his heart. Most of the officials in the court have been replaced in the past five years. It’s really your turn to the stage.

The crowd suddenly retreated and almost squeezed the old man to the end. He had to stop. It turned out that the top scorer was coming.

The old man was squeezed on the street, and there was a row of stone door trunks in front of him, so he simply stood up.

From a distance, someone came over with a tall horse wearing a new big red robe and knew that this was the first place in the new subject.

Many people said: "This top scholar is so handsome, he is such a beautiful man."

The old man looked forward and happened to see the new top student turn his face.

He rode on the horse, and there were many people around him, so he naturally didn't notice the old man being squeezed to the street.

But the old man saw his face clearly and couldn't help but feel dizzy and almost fainted.

He finally sat down with the wall, but after a while, the top scholar had already walked away on his horse.

There was no excitement to watch, so people dispersed, and there were still good things following the team.

"Oh, I'm so confused." The old man shook his head with a self-deprecating voice and said, "How is that possible?"

Even though he said so, he couldn't help but think about it repeatedly in his heart.

The top scholar just now looked really like a lucky young master!

Although he is wider and taller, his eyebrows are also the heroic spirit of an adult man. But... but...

But they are still those star-like autumn eyes, and the flying eyebrows that swept straight into their temples.

But I want to come back again, Young Master Jixing is no longer alive.

Besides, there are people in the world who look very similar, which is not too strange.

But... it's too similar, right?

If the young master is still alive, he is already so old.

At dusk, a carriage slowly walked on the road.

There was a young man on the side of the road with a grass mark on his head, holding a piece of white cloth in his hand, and the four big words "Selling one's body and burying his father" were written on it with charcoal on his head.

The carriage stopped in front of him, the curtains were slightly opened, and the person driving the car listened to the people in the car with their ears.

After a while, the car curtain was lowered, and the person who drove the car walked up to ask the man who sold his body to bury his father: "Can you read?"

"I have read the book for two years and can read a few words." The young man hurriedly said when he saw someone talking.

"Then after you buried your father, will you still study?" asked him.

"I have sold my life, so where can I still study?" the young man smiled bitterly.

He was unable to bury his father, so he could only sell himself as a slave, using the burial of silver in front of his father.

"My master wants to help you, you don't have to sell yourself as a slave. I just ask if you still study after burying your father?" The coachman asked him.

After hearing this, the young man hurriedly said, "I don't study anymore. What's the use of studying at my age? It's better to ask for a wife early and support my family."

When the coachman heard him say this, he threw him a piece of silver worth five or six taels.

The young man thanked him very much, but the coachman did not accept his gratitude. He secretly laughed in his heart that the young man was ungrateful. If he said he still wanted to study, it would not be five taels of silver, but fifty taels.

The carriage arrived at the gate of Princess Yushan's mansion and stopped. The guardian saw that the horse was back and hurriedly came out.

Everyone in the capital knows that this prince-consort was born in a humble background, but he was humble and studious. What is even more admirable is that he took care of his paralyzed stepmother for five or six years, and it was not until half a year after getting married to the princess that his stepmother passed away.

The prince-consort is now a member of the Ministry of Personnel and is highly valued by the emperor.
Chapter completed!