Chapter 931: Congestion

When Cao Yong returned home, he was helped off the carriage and brought into the yard.

Today, the Thirteenth Prince and the Sixteenth Prince both went to the Fourth Prince's Mansion. Moreover, the fourteenth Prince, who was in the limelight, also went to pay the birthday of the Fourth Prince himself. The atmosphere on the table looked so good, so even Cao Yong was given a few more cups.

What made Cao Yong most embarrassed was that the Tenth Prince, who usually doesn’t like to take care of others, personally toasted him with a cup of wine, which means “thank you”. It seems that Fang Zhonggong’s acupuncture therapy these days has begun to show results.

If you want to talk about this tenth prince, he is a deliberate person. Outsiders only think he is reckless, but in fact he understands it in his heart.

He also knew that Cao Yong had no grudges with him. The epidemic locked up his royal palace back then was to curb the spread of the epidemic. Although it had damaged his face, it was meaningless to say this after several years.

Now, after the emperor's father's "chasing the title", he realized that Cao Yong was not only his niece, son-in-law, but also his nephew, but he really became a little close.

Even the idea of ​​"sealing" Fang Zhonggong earlier faded.

The Tenth Prince's show of kindness made the Ninth Prince very disgusted.

I thought that Cao Yong was not simple at first, which made people quite concerned, but now I have become a relative. If he wants to deal with Cao Yong again in the future, he will be "bullying the small by using the big one."

For the sake of Li's life experience, he personally asked his biological mother, Concubine Yi, and the answer he got was yes.

Seeing that the tenth prince who had never liked Cao Yong all relieved his color to Cao Yong, the ninth prince hummed a few times and followed suit.

Whoever let Cao Yong drink and gets upset when he drinks, his "unbearable" look made Prince Ninth, who was mean to get him drunk and make him look ugly.

The royal princes of the royal family who came to have a drink saw that these two were "very kind" towards Cao Yong, so there would be no need for someone to join in the fun.

These people are nobler than Cao Yong in terms of identity; in terms of seniority, they are higher than Cao Yong, and there is no room for Cao Yong to refuse.

So, after drinking, Cao Yong was "drunk".

It was the sixteenth prince who came forward and spoke to the fourth prince, asking someone to send him back.

Zuo Zhu, and when Zuo Cheng saw Cao Yong like this, he hurriedly stepped forward and called out, "Entertainment Father!"

Cao Yong was not really drunk, but he just saw that the Ninth Prince couldn't get rid of it and "drinking" to escape.

Now that he has entered his yard, he has pushed away the helper and stood up well by himself.

"Why did you two come here? Have you used supper?" Cao Yong touched the heads of the two guys and said.

"Entertainment father...son..." Zuo Cheng raised his little head and stammered.

Although Cao Yong was not drunk, he drank a few more cups and felt a little thirsty. Seeing that his two adopted sons had something to say, he took them to the front hall to talk.

Hearing that he wanted to follow Zheng Xie out of the capital, Cao Yong frowned and said, "Is this your idea, or what the Master said to you?"

At this moment, he felt a little annoyed.

It was because Zheng Xie had a flaw in character that would affect his child's reputation in dreams that he thought of sending him away in the name of donating officials. How could he let Zuo Cheng follow him?

But Zuo Cheng is ten years old, can he have such an idea?

"It's my son who wants to learn painting with Master." Zuo Cheng's answer was without hesitation.

"Oh? What did Master say?" Cao Yong picked up the teacup, whispered two mouthfuls, and asked.

Zuo Cheng blushed and whispered: "I haven't told my master yet, I told my mother yesterday. My mother said that I want to listen to my adoptive father."

Cao Yong glanced at him and felt quite relieved. Fortunately, the child did not run straight to Zheng Xie to study.

He put down the teacup and said, "If you want to learn painting, your adoptive father will not stop you; but it is not appropriate to follow the Master out of the capital. The Master was sent to be a magistrate, and he was a parent in the place. He was busy with business, so where could he teach?" He paused and said, "Now there are several worshipers in the inner court, all of whom are masters in the painting world. If you really study, your adoptive father will arrange it for you."

Zuo Cheng heard this, but was not happy. He said carefully: "Is it okay to just tell the Master that he is not allowed? My son will not cause trouble for the Master. He can serve the Master and be a scholar."

Cao Yong listened patiently in front of him. After hearing the word "book boy", Cao Yong's face turned dark and he stared at Zuo Cheng.

If Zuo Cheng really makes Zheng Xie's "book boy", it would be great. Zheng Xie likes men or women, this is a private morality, and Cao's morality cannot be controlled, but if he dares to involve his own children, he will not care whether he is a historical celebrity or not.

The atmosphere suddenly solidified. After a while, Cao Yong said, "My parents are here, so don't travel far away. Even adults are like this, let alone children? You are so old, although you are not afraid of the hard work of long journeys, you must also be polite to your elders. Besides, there will be a boy trial next year, so learning cannot be delayed."

These days, he also thought about it and asked Zuo Zhu and Zuo Cheng to participate in the boy exam, so that he could enter the Shuntian Prefecture official school. Speaking of which, it was more legitimate than the Eight Banners official school. Even if he did not take the imperial examination and became a scholar, he would be cheaper in the future, no matter whether he chose to be an official or a person for the people in the future.

Zuo Shu, Zuo Cheng heard about this for the first time, looking at Cao Yong, unable to speak.

Speaking of which, no one from Cao's family, Cao Yong's generation participated in the Boy Test, and they were all donated to be a prison student. Even Cao Xiang, the Tanhualang of the East Mansion, did not pass the Boy Test.

"Work hard to get a good exam and earn a fortune for your mother." Cao Yong said to Zuo Cheng: "As soon as you grow older, you must distinguish between priorities and priorities. You should focus on your studies and painting. In the future, you must be filial to your mother and marry and have children. You cannot make a living by drawing."

It’s not that Cao Yong was old-fashioned, but that his professional painters were low in their rank and his paintings were not valuable. Only those famous scholars, famous officials and officials would occasionally be elegant and write once, and earn a lot of money for money.

After hearing this, Zuo Cheng's eyes were a little dim and he nodded.

Zuo Zhu tried to pay attention to the boy and said, "Adopted father, will the eldest brother and Hang Seng brother participate?"

Cao Yong nodded with a smile and said, "Of course I took it, but I heard that this boy is not easy to take the exam. Now there are still ten months left by next autumn, so you have to work hard!"

The imperial examination is the invincible foundation of this social family. With the favor of the emperor and the relationship between in-laws, it is only a generation that is rich and prosperous.

Zuo Zhu heard this and his eyes lit up.

Both uncles in the East Mansion were Jinshi, and his future father-in-law was also Jinshi, which made the little guy very strong in the past two years and was determined to get the Jinshi exam.

I thought I had to wait until the fifteenth or sixth before I could take the provincial examination like my uncles, but I didn’t expect that the exam would be next year.

Zuo Cheng drooped his head and knew that his adoptive father was serious.

Cao Yong has been hesitating to invite someone to work at home in the past few days. If a scholar is afraid that he will not have enough knowledge; if he is a Juren, he will be delayed for a year every exam and will not be able to do it for a long time.

Those who are too young are afraid of being restless and will have trouble in the future, which will affect the reputation of Cao's mansion; those who are too old are not flexible and will not be able to take care of their children.

Although it is homeschool, it is crucial for children. In "Dream of Red Mansions", Daiyu's husband is Jia Yucun, who lost his official position, and he is not as good as a scholar who lost his name.

After talking to his two adopted sons, he had an idea.

If you want to ask, please invite the best one. Tomorrow, I will ask someone to ask for officials with idle responsibilities. The serious boy exam, the provincial exam, the Jinshi exam, and the exam, and those who have passed the ups and downs of the officialdom have experienced the ups and downs of the officialdom. At that time, I will be able to take the eight-legged exam for the children and can still tell some experiences in the officialdom. This is the greatest thing.

His mind was calm, but Zuo Cheng felt heavy and uncomfortable.

Back at Meiyuan, Zuoju pulled him directly to his small study and said, "Why can't you understand? Didn't your adoptive father explain it clearly just now? Even his adoptive father left his parents and went out after fifteen or sixteenth."

"But, I want to learn painting from Master, but I can't bear to leave the fragrance of inkstone. After learning, Master taught us two of us to learn painting. Now he is going to follow Master." Zuo Cheng muttered.

Hearing "Yanxiang", Zuo Zhu frowned and said, "What are you reluctant to let go? Look at him who is usually sarcastic, don't play with him!"

Zuo Cheng sighed, but he was not fighting with his brother...

*

East Prefecture, South Cross Courtyard.

Zhao Jia stood in front of the west wing door, opened the door and looked in. Seeing that he was so tidying up and could accommodate people at any time, he smiled on his face and walked in.

Two small rooms are divided into interior and exterior rooms.

She looked at it carefully and felt quite satisfied. After all, the house was empty and there was no one living there, so she took a look and came out.

Su Xin followed her mother-in-law and knew that she wanted to reiterate the old words.

I was afraid that I went to Xifu for a drink, so I saw Chu Yu and Cao Yi’s stomachs irritated.

Su Xin felt sour and felt a little sad. Day after day, like a dry well. She really hoped to have a child, regardless of gender, and she would have hope in the future.

When he returned to the upper room, Zhao Jia said exactly: "Since the first half of the year, your grandfather said he wanted to add people. Half a year has passed, why hasn't he changed yet? Daughter-in-law, this big thing for the offspring is not easy to delay. You can relax. In this family, as long as I have a breath, I will not let my sons make trouble for "possessing concubines and destroying their wives". A wife is a wife, what is a concubine? That man's thing, a mare who gives birth to a child, doesn't have to take it seriously."

"My wife knows." Su Xin lowered her eyelids and replied lightly.

Zhao Jia's mind was full of Jiang Hui's appearance, and she pulled Su Xin to sit down, which made her feel a little warm.

"Don't your master want to take a concubine from a good family? But with a candidate? Who would come to be a concubine from a serious girl? Could it be that there is a charming person outside and hook up with Xiao Wu?" Zhao Jia asked.

Su Xin was speechless. In the past six months, she watched coldly, but her husband had no intention of taking a concubine. The couple was busy with "great cause of descendants", but the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

Last month, her period was delayed for three days. Cao Fu was so excited that he had not slept well for several nights, and he wanted to invite the imperial physician to come for treatment immediately. When it was time to eat, he stared at her and asked her if she was disgusting and if she wanted to eat sour food.

As a result, the imperial physician did not invite her and she started to practice. Although Cao Fu didn't say anything, the disappointment was conceivable.

Thinking of this, Su Xin sighed faintly.

Because her husband is younger than her and handsome and romantic, she refused to give up her sincerity, but she didn't want to be a resentful woman.

It has been five years since her husband has made her look at her with admiration.

He confiscated any of the two dowry girls prepared by her parents' family.
Chapter completed!