dognovel Chapter 171 Don’t you want to be a scholar?
Chapter 171 Don’t you want to be a scholar?
Wang was holding a child in her arms. When she saw the courtyard door open and Yang Biao coming out, she wanted to peek to see what little Zhang, whom she hadn't seen for several years, was doing, but the courtyard door was immediately closed by Xu Jing and Wu Meixian.
"Oh, come and see, this is the scholar of our village. Unfortunately, he is not the only scholar in our village. He is only the third one, hahaha!" Wang laughed so hard that tears came down her eyes. She stretched out one hand to wipe the tears, but the child in her arms was too naughty. Without the restraint of one hand, the child tried to break free from her arms and go down to play.
There was a loud thud, and the child fell headfirst to the ground, motionless and without making any sound.
"Oh, young official, please don't scare grandma!" Wang was so anxious that she just shook the child.
Yang Biao sat in the car without moving. He hated this family, including the little baby. With such "excellent" education from Wang, there was no way that the child would grow up well.
Wang had heard from the villagers a long time ago that Yang Biao's wife was also pregnant, but unfortunately when she found out, the couple no longer lived in the village.
Today, while chatting under a big tree at the entrance of the village, she saw Yang Biao driving back to the village. She hurried home and brought the child over. She wanted to show off to Xiao Zhang that she had a grandson, and by the way, she wanted to find a chance to abort the baby in Xia Weiwei's belly.
"Wow!..." The child finally cried out, and Wang breathed a sigh of relief.
"Brother Biao, are you leaving?" Yang Xiaozhen heard the noise at home and came over holding his son's hand.
"Well, Third Uncle, our Wenjun is so handsome." The cousin has a chubby face, and Biaobiao praised him.
"Hey...he looks like your third uncle me, how can he not be good-looking?" Yang Xiaozhen touched the back of his head. This is his own child, the more he looks at him, the more he likes him.
"Should I call him four years old?" Yang Biao thought that he would be able to go to the village school in two years.
"Well, I plan to send Wenjun to school next fall." Yang Xiaozhen picked up his son and kissed him on the face again and again. I hope Wenjun can start to learn and take the imperial examination earlier.
"Hey, you still want to send him to school? You can't even recognize a single word. Don't you think you have the fate of being a scholar?" Wang, who had recovered, picked up her little grandson and started to make trouble again.
"It's true that my son is not destined to be a scholar, but he is better than that unwanted old bachelor who not only knows how to gamble, but also knows how to play with prostitutes who are fucked by thousands of men." Of course my son is more than a scholar. He will also pass the imperial examination and become a high-ranking official. Your son who only knows how to visit brothels can die now. He is bringing shame to his ancestors if he is alive.
"What did you say? I told you to stop talking nonsense!" Wang held the child in her arms and went forward to pull Yang Zhenzhen's clothes and scratch his face.
While Wang was acting like a rogue with Yang Xiaozhen, she went to look at Yang Biao's carriage. Seeing that there was no one in it, she couldn't help feeling disappointed that the bitch had escaped.
But then he became excited again. He thought that next time he came, he would make this bitch regret coming into this world.
"Mother, mother..." Wang was holding the child in her arms. She felt bad if she hurt the child, and her nephew would definitely not give up. Yang Zhenzhen did not dare to do anything and let her pull. Fearing that her son would be hurt, she quickly called out to Zhang.
"You bastard, how dare you touch my son? You think you've lived too long and want to die, right?" As Yang Xiaozhen shouted, Zhang rushed out of the house with a stick in her hand.
"Son, take the child away from her!" After Yang Xiaozhen forcibly took the child from Wang, Zhang started to beat him with a stick.
Zhang hated Yang Biao for beating Yang Zian, and thought that the cousins did not love each other, and it was all the mother's fault for not teaching her children well. She no longer visited Zhang's house. She had heard Wang's sarcasm at home, and never thought of intervening in the matter. It was not until her youngest son was bullied by Wang that she rushed out to teach him a lesson.
"Uncle San, I'm leaving first." People with different ideals cannot work together. Yang Biao felt that it was useless to say more, so he decided to leave as soon as possible and return to the capital.
"Oh, be careful on the road." Yang Xiaozhen held Wenjun in one hand and his nephew in the other, and nodded to Yang Biao.
"Okay, take care, Uncle San!" Yang Biao turned around and saw that the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were still fighting. He shook his head and shook the reins hard, and the horse started running immediately.
"Miss, my uncle has won!" Shi Rui was panting as he ran. One of his shoes was stepped on and fell off by someone. There were so many people who went to the scene to see the list that he had to squeeze in with great difficulty.
"Passed?" Xia Weiwei stood up happily. Even though her brothers passed the imperial examinations, she had never been so happy.
"Yes, my son-in-law is the second place!" Seeing her rubbing her hands happily, Shi Rui rarely saw her so happy.
"Good, well done! Jinrong, reward Shi Rui with two hundred taels of silver."
"Thank you, Miss, for the reward!" Shi Rui knelt on the ground and took the tray containing two hundred taels of silver with both hands.
"Hongling, today is my son-in-law's wedding day. Everyone in the mansion will be rewarded with a half-yearly allowance." Xia Weiwei was really excited. She wanted to reward everyone and make them happy.
"Thank you, Miss, for the reward!" The reward was half a year's salary, and Hongling knelt down happily.
"Shi Rui, you go to the capital first and clean up my house. I will go to the capital in a few days." Yang Biao is already a juren and will need to take the exam in February next year, so he still needs to arrange his accommodation in advance.
"Yes, Miss." Shi Rui bowed to her, then stood up and prepared to go to Beijing.
"Ah, don't you take a rest?" Yang Biao was outside the door and was a little surprised when he heard her instructing Shi Rui to go to Beijing to take care of the mansion.
"Take a break. Didn't I say I would go in a few days?" Xia Weiwei stood up with a smile, then waved her hand to let everyone in the room go out.
"The officials have delivered the clothes you will wear for the Lu Ming Banquet. I've taken a look and the length is just right, but it's a little baggy." Seeing Hong Ling go out and close the door, Xia Weiwei went over and put her arms around Yang Biao's waist, noting that he looked a little thin and needed to eat more meat.
"Would you like your husband to be thinner, or would you like your husband to become a fat man in the future?" Yang Biao carried her to the bed, ready to take a nap with her.
"I'm curious, this is what you'll look like when you get fat." Xia Weiwei pulled his face into a big pancake, and then flattened it into a shoe-horn-sized face with her hands.
Yang Biao's face was pressed and pulled like this, and she was having a lot of fun playing with it.
"Yang Biao," Ye Jihan finally found Yang Biao in the crowd and called him as he was about to enter.
"Ye Jihan, congratulations, you are also a juren." Yang Biao was very happy to see an old acquaintance.
"It's a pity that among the four roommates in our dormitory who took the exam, only two passed." Ye Jihan felt a little regretful. If Wei Liangjing and the others had passed, they could have taken the exam together next year. What a wonderful thing that would have been.
"Yeah, we can only blame ourselves for not urging them to endorse the book." Yang Biao saw that everyone had started to line up, so he patted his shoulder and asked, "When are you going to Beijing?"