Since the family of Widow Jiang lost face, Jiang Li has been in a bad mood. Later, he heard that Widow Jiang had a way to sell wild game for money. Jiang Li was so angry that he broke several bowls. From then on, he had something to do. He kept accounts for Widow Jiang's family: he went to the mountain goods shop every day to inquire about Widow Jiang's family's income, and then estimated the expenses. Seeing that the property of the Jiang family exceeded 2,000 liters, Jiang Li was anxious to get angry and couldn't eat well and couldn't sleep. Can this cooked duck still fly into the sky?

Later, Widow Jiang never sent wild game to the mountain goods shop again, and Jiang Li felt a little relieved. He heard that the second boy of the Jiang family had saved the mountain god and got a reward. Later, because he was drunk, he revealed his true appearance. The mountain god was angry and his prey was gone. Jiang Li specially ran to the mountain god temple to burn incense and presented ten cents of incense. Others prayed to the mountain god to take care of her. She complained in front of the mountain god, wishing that Widow Jiang's house would never catch any prey again.

Jiang Li grabbed the melon seeds and leaned against the door and thought: Seeing that December has passed, now Widow Jiang's family is only out of business, and even if she can grit her teeth and pay the debt, her family will not be able to spend the New Year, and she has no money to support her useless eldest son to take the exam in the mansion, and he will have to sell the land for money. My mother simply went to collect the debt after 20 days. She was not arrogant and said that she would pay it back at the end of the year. She would not do it if she had no money. She would not make any trouble and would make her family so messy that she could not swallow her breath.

Thinking of the pleasure, the melon seed shells floated around, and from time to time, one or two silly laughter came from time to time, which scared passers-by to avoid it. It was a coincidence that when Jiang Huang was walking from a distance, Jiang Li turned his eyes and saw Jiang Huang walking easily, unlike with more than two thousand copper coins, he must have no money to pay off his debts, and he wanted to delay buying something, hahaha, thinking beautifully is simply a dream.

He threw the melon seeds in his hand, turned around and took a broom, swept the dust on the ground, until the broom touched Jiang Huang's feet. Jiang Li raised his head and pretended to have just seen Jiang Huang's family, and smiled and said, "Fifth brother and sister-in-law, you are so lucky, why are you free to see your sister-in-law today? You can come here and get something to buy inside."

Jiang Huang put two taels of silver and four hundred cents on the table to ask for the IOU. Jiang Li was stunned. She was completely unexpected. Her head was buzzing, her face blushed and whiter. Even the thick powder could not hide the excitement on her face. When Jiang Huang stood up to say goodbye, Jiang Li struggled to get up from the chair and see him off. Before Jiang Huang had gone far, Jiang Li felt dizzy and collapsed on the ground.

Jiang Huang, who had not been drunk for several years, specially brought two pounds of wine and asked his son to drink two glasses. While drinking, Jiang Huang told his children about the situation when he paid off his debts. She laughed and she burst into tears. Her mother was drunk. Seeing her mother releasing her bitterness and grievances to her heart's content, Jiang Anyi felt a little moist in the corner of her eyes, and smiled and raised her glass to cover it up.

Jiang Anyong was also drunk. He was so greedy at such a young age. More than half of the two kilograms of rice wine were put into his stomach. Yan'er honestly picked up the food and ate it, and from time to time raised her head to give everyone a bright smile. The joy of her family made the little girl smile from the heart.

After settled down, Jiang Anyi sat alone by the desk. A lamp was like beans, and the dizzy yellow was as yellow as old, but there was joy in the light, and the air was filled with warmth and happiness. A cold wind blew, and the light was swaying. Jiang Anyi hurriedly protected the light with his hands. When the oil lamp shone again, Jiang Anyi frowned, and Hou Qi's venomous gaze appeared in his mind.

The eyes were like ice water, and I remembered that the rope-stuck prey was resurrected by the villagers, and the county town sold bamboo products and ransomed by the yamen runners. Although the family situation changed, new troubles also arise. The happy life in front of me is like the candlelight in the wind, which may be blown out by a gust of wind at any time. For this family, I must not relax.

Everyone's happiness is different. Jiang Anyi is just a country boy. In his heart, he can eat and wear without worries, and not be bullied is the greatest satisfaction. Of course, young people have dreams in their hearts. Jiang Anyi's dream is that one day he can win the gold list like Yu Zhijie, glorify his family, and then be in office to benefit the people.

But it is so difficult to get a title on the Golden List. Da Zheng divided the world into twenty-seven states (Shangzhou includes: Ba, Bing, Chen, Chu, Deng, Duan, Fang, Fu, Ping; Zhongzhou includes: Heng, Hou, Hua, Ren, Wei, Huang, Jiang, Lou, Ling; Xiazhou includes: De, Lei, Qian, Li, Meng, Qi, Qing, Su, Shao). His Dezhou is Xiazhou. Xinqi County ranks in Xiaxian among the forty-seven counties of Dezhou. Xiazhou has 30 scholars and only 20 juren, less than half of Shangzhou. Not to mention that nearly 10,000 juren gathered in the capital to compete for the fame of less than 300 "Jinshi" with less than 300, Jiang Anyi shook his head and sighed again.

The candlelight was faint, and Jiang Anyi remembered that he had been enlightened at the age of six, and had been familiar with the Four Books and Five Classics. He passed the exam for the child at the age of twelve, and was once known as a "child prodigy". Although there were not many books at home, he borrowed books from his friend Guo Huaili to copy them. It has become more impressive after several years. It should be said that Mo Yi, and the article posted on the scriptures could not help him.

Jiang Anyi has no talent in writing poems and essays, and his poems are bland and tasteless. He has seen too little and there is nothing in his heart. He naturally has dry pens after reading the poems written by senior scholars. His words are a bit gorgeous, and when he carefully savors, he is still dull. I think his current level is barely enough to cope with the scholar exam.

The policy theory of imperial examinations is greater. The policy theory that takes the greater the proportion of policy theory. The policy theory has a deep understanding of the meaning of the classics and answers and suggestions on current affairs, farming affairs, folk customs and other issues. Jiang Anyi lives in the countryside, and most of the major events in the world come from hearsay. The policy theory he makes is nothing more than cliché, follow the crowd and has no new ideas. Such articles are difficult to stand out.

Thinking of this, Jiang Anyi's brows couldn't help but frown. It would be difficult to get a scholar at his current level, not to mention that there were personal fraud. Jiang Anyi stood up in despair and pushed the door to the yard. The moonlight was like water, sprinkling in the courtyard, and the coldness was clear.

The night was as cool as water. Jiang Anyi shivered, breathed a sigh of relief, and subconsciously linked the thoughts to the memories of the demons. He didn't know it, but was shocked when he saw it. In the memories of the demons, Zi said that there were not many poems, and the poems were as numerous as stars, either heroic, majestic, tragic, generous, lively, beautiful, or quiet and ingenious. Each poem was a pity. If it weren't for the late night, Jiang Anyi would have to sing and recite it, and whistle and endlessly.

After finally suppressing his ecstasy mood, Jiang Anyi had questions about the identity of the demon. How could a person who could write such a wonderful poem be a demon? It is not an exaggeration to call him a poet. Is it the fundamental thing that attaches to me is an "immortal". Thinking of his usual vigilance, he kept calling out "Don't blame the great immortal."

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Anyi searched the memories of "Great Immortals" about strategy theory. After a while, Jiang Anyi quickly returned to his thinking. There were too many rebellious and ruthless thoughts. Although he was a rough look, he still scared Jiang Anyi to sweat in a cold sweat. It seemed that demons were always demons and did not change because of the good writing of the poem.

I am happy and sad. What I am happy is that I can easily pass the level of poetry and essays, but I am worried about whether I am trying to make a decision or not. I write a proposal according to the demon's ideas. I am afraid that when the literature is completed, it is time for the whole family to be executed. It seems that I have to think of another good idea.

Confucius said: There must be my teacher when three people walk. Studying cannot be separated from teachers and friends. Good teachers and friends can help a lot. County scholars are in name only. Although they are taught in three or nine, horse coaches often recite scriptures at will and can't learn anything at all. Most of the time, he talks about how he read poetry and how he learns a lot, but is underestimated by his talents to be a coach in a small county.

Ma Xundao was born in a juren and had knowledge, but this knowledge is not easily passed on. Only those students who had money were called to their residence and taught them privately by him. Jiang Anyi's family was poor and had no money, so he could only sigh, and of course he was even less likely to go to the academy to study.

It is rare to see senior scholars in the county school. Everyone is studying hard to pass the provincial examination. Some older ones have to support their families and teach private schools, and they don’t have time to teach Jiang Anyi. Occasionally, classmates teach articles, but they just say good things to each other on the surface, and turn around and sneer.

Jiang Anyi has a good friend Guo Huaili, three years older than him. The Guo family is a wealthy businessman. Jiang Anyi often goes to his house to borrow books and copy them, and then plays tooth sacrifices. Guo Huaili also comes to the Jiang family to play and brings some small gifts every time. The Jiang family likes this "fat man". Thinking of this friend, Jiang Anyi smiles on the corner of his mouth. This fat man is really warm in winter.

However, this friend's homework is really average, and his father often gives money to Director Ma. Thinking of the fat man's reluctance to mutter boringly every time he talks about Director Ma. Jiang Anyi is both angry and funny, and this opportunity should be given to himself.

A few bamboo leaves floated past their eyes, bringing Jiang Anyi back to reality from his random thoughts. The Chinese New Year is coming soon, and the things that Yu Zhijie has booked will be completed before the Lantern Festival. We have to hurry up during this period. Don’t take the silver and mess up the matter. I’m really sorry to Lord Yu.

By the way, Lord Yu likes bamboo, so it is definitely pleasing to make a bamboo fan. If you put the poems that Lord Yu likes on the fan, you might be able to ask Lord Yu to give me some advice on his article and explain that there is no wise master in Xinqi County who is more powerful than Lord Yu.

Jiang Anyi was so excited by his idea that he soon found a couplet about bamboo, "Before unearthed, there will be a serene first, and when he reaches the clouds, he is still humble." This sentence coincides with Lord Yu's noble character. This sentence is written on the fan, Lord Yu must be happy. He has never been taught lightly. He has only met Lord Yu once, and his identities are different from heaven and earth. If he asks each other rashly, will Lord Yu get angry?

Walking around the yard back and forth, worrying about gains and losses. The hut under the moonlight was dilapidated. Jiang Anyi remembered the situation at home a few months ago. Because he borrowed wisdom from the demons, the family had some changes. Opportunities should not be missed, and no more mistakes should be made. Jiang Anyi decided to take another gamble. Only by changing his destiny can he protect his family. No matter success or failure, he cannot miss the opportunity to change.
Chapter completed!