The Life Through Books of the Salted Fish Family

"Master Tian has allowed your father and Heng'er to come to the county school together after the festival. The second child will only have your mother, eldest sister, and you at home. Although you are the youngest one, uncle doesn't think you are one of them." Ordinary children.

Now that you have learned how to drive, you should be able to travel between Huju and the village in the future. If you need anything, you can come to Huju City to find us, do you understand? "

What the uncle said made Yan Yu stunned for a while.

"Uncle, can dad and elder brother go to the county school? Can two of us go?" she asked.

Yan Huaiwen didn't want to explain the key point to Xiao Er, so he just said: "Master Tian is very kind, and he is willing to support one or two, and he has allowed two places for our family.

This is a great opportunity for your dad, don't miss it. "

"Uncle, do you think Dad can pass the exam?" Yan Yu asked.

She wanted to find out about Yan Lao Er's background. Uncle was very knowledgeable, so he would definitely have a fair evaluation of Yan Lao Er.

Unexpectedly, such a simple question stumped Yan Huaiwen.

He frowned and thought carefully, and said nothing for a long time.

Yan Yu looked at his face, and asked tentatively: "Uncle, dad is so disgusted with studying. I haven't seen him touch a book a few times since I can remember. At most, he will teach me and mother to distinguish characters. Uncle, do you know my dad's level?" how?"

Yan Huaiwen was ashamed.

As an older brother, he doesn't care much about his younger brother's studies, so he can't remember where he read the God Bless book and how the article was written?

I have to estimate from the age and the time of entering school.

"Your father was enlightened at the age of six, and studied for ten years, including "San Zi Jing", "Hundred Surnames", "Thousand Characters", "Disciples Regulations", "Children Learning Qiong Lin", "Thousands of Poems", "Guwen Guanzhi", " Enlightenment of Tone and Rhythm, Zengguang Xianwen...

These should be well-read by heart, there may be deficiencies in the college examination, and it needs to be sharpened, but it should be no problem to pass the children's examination.

Although Tong Sheng is not considered famous, he is also a dignified scholar. It is better to be called Yan Tong Sheng than to be called Yan Er. "

Yan Yu deeply agrees with this point. Although the name is just a code name, it doesn't mean anything, but her father is either called Yan Er or Yan Lao Er. Look at Uncle Liang, wherever he goes, he is called Liang Tongsheng, with a tone of expression all very different.

Yan Yu thinks that if she has more fathers, she doesn't need to take the test, she can do her whole child life, and she won't be taken lightly like before when she walks outside.

The more important point is that in a world where classes exist, ordinary people kneel when they see officials. Guanzhou's literature and education are not prosperous, and there is no need for scholarly fame. Uncle never knelt down.

With a deep salute, she can still accept this.

Dad always said that he didn't mind kneeling, and always said that he did as the Romans did, but in fact, for them, these customs required a long period of psychological construction, and it was not so easy to break the inherent concepts.

"I have memorized all these books, and my uncle has also tested me. Who is better at studying, uncle, father or me?" Yan Yu seized the opportunity to ask the question he wanted to ask the most.

Xiao Er's eyes reflected the clouds and smoke in the sky, passing by mistyly, only clear and pure remained.

Seeing that the uncle was stuck again, Yan Yu didn't give up, and continued to ask: "Uncle, do you think I can pass the boy's exam if I go?"

Yan Huaiwen recovered his voice: "Xiao Er, want to take the exam?"

Yan Yu was entangled to death, this is a proposition.

Speaking of wanting to take the exam, what should the uncle do if he thinks that her daughter is unable to take the exam and feed her more small stoves in private, then he is not filling the hole for himself.

But if you say you don’t want to take the exam, why do you ask so many questions?

She took a deep breath, and said in a vague tone: "I haven't thought about it, but today my uncle said that my father and I learned the same thing, and said that my father can pass the children's test, so I just asked me if I can do it."

Yan Huaiwen said warmly: "There are still a few months until February next year. The time is a bit tight, but it is not impossible. Since Xiaoer has this heart, uncle will give you more homework. As long as you work hard, although you can't enter the examination room, you can The same is true for learning real skills.

Fame is just a foreign object, and a person's knowledge and cultivation cannot be reflected in it.

As a daughter, you don't need to force yourself to pass the imperial examination. One day, you will find that the imperial examination fame is only icing on the cake, and whether a person succeeds depends on himself. "

...

Before Yan Huaiwen entered the official office, Uncle Yan Yuyang put her in the bookstore.

And repeatedly promised not to wander around, the shopkeeper of the bookstore also smiled and said that he would help take care of him, so Yan Huaiwen left.

Hu Jucheng is Yan Yu's second visit.

After the closure of the city, Huju reopened, and there were many more people than last time, and the shops on the street were very lively.

In time for the Mid-Autumn Festival, many merchants have pasted red paper on their goods and placed them in the most conspicuous places in the shop, so that they can be seen clearly when they pass by.

There are also small stalls on the street, and the noise of selling is one after another, which is very lively.

Yan Yu kept her promise and didn't leave the bookstore, but that doesn't mean she didn't pick the door frame to look outside.

The location of the bookstore is quite good, next to a big intersection.

All the businesses were thriving, only the bookshop was deserted, she stayed for a while, only two people dressed as scholars walked in.

After her careful observation, the two scholars did not come to buy things, one picked up the live copy books from the bookstore, and sent two books, and the shopkeeper made some copper coins. Not as much money as her private house.

The other came to inquire about the job of copying books. The shopkeeper asked him to try the pen. It should be that he couldn't write well, so he left with regret.

She had seen enough of the commotion outside, so she wandered around in the bookstore, and the shopkeeper ignored her, and only motioned for a young man to follow.

Probably because she was afraid that she would damage the book and it was hard to speak up, so she sent someone to watch her.

Yan Yu took a quick look at the flowers, flipping through one book after another.

Most of them are handwritten books, and few printed books.

The same enlightenment book, the 300,000 kind, uses different paper, the cover is more beautifully packaged, and the words inside are also better written, so it is much more expensive than the usual ones.

There is nothing too cheap in the bookstore, as long as it is written, it will start with a hundred words.

Pens, ink sticks, inkstones, etc. are all divided into grades. Yan Yu looked at the cheapest paper, and there were grass stalks on it. He thought it was made of rough materials, not too finely made, and the paper quality was really good.

She reckoned it was not as good as the best-copied sheets of recycled paper in her house.

At least the pulp in her home is very fine, and she uses even force on the few sheets of paper. Apart from the color, the thickness and water absorption are good.

"Shopkeeper, can I also write a few strokes, and see if I can take over the job of copying books from your family."

"Of course." The shopkeeper didn't underestimate her. No one knew about Yan Hushu's presence in Huju City, and the elder relied heavily on it. It was said that the elder had praised her for her good handwriting.

Yan Yu didn't hesitate at all, just picked up the pen and wrote, silently is a sentence from Qionglin of elementary school.

When the winter solstice arrives, ashes fly, and when the autumn arrives, the leaves fall.

After looking at it, the shopkeeper seriously commented: "Young master, I think this is the first time I have learned this style, and I can see the greenness between gestures, and I still need to practice for a while... But this kind of strength, at the young master's current age, is quite rare. .”

I will update it today~

How confused is the house? I should have taken two pills, but I forgot the one after I finished taking one... After two hours, I looked down, oh, I took one less o(╥﹏╥)o