Good son-in-law of the Ming Dynasty

Baoding Prefecture, Qingyuan County.

At the beginning of the year, after the Spring Festival, the weather is warming up day by day, with more than a dozen sunny days in succession, the ice and snow on the ground have melted away, and the willow branches are full of green.The fluttering silk fluffs are blown up by the wind.

The eyes are full of spring, it is really a good time.

Chun and Jingming are suitable for outings, especially for literati and poets.

On the Qushui River, ten miles west of the city, hundreds of people gathered, all dressed in Confucian robes, leaning contentedly on the tree trunks by the river or on the railings of pavilions, drinking wine in the wind, talking loudly,

Needless to say, an outing poetry meeting is being held here, with a total of more than 100 people, an unprecedented scale.

There were carriages everywhere, and beside them stood servants.

A circle of yellow curtains surrounded an open space by the river, and the sound of silk and bamboo could be faintly heard.

Hundreds of scholars sharpened the ink and wrote something quickly on the paper with their pens.Some people looked dejected, others were full of color, and some even shook their heads and chanted hungrily, the poetry meeting has come to the end.

……

Painful, very painful, with a feeling of nausea.

The Four Treasures of the Study are placed on the table, but countless clips are flickering in front of my eyes, like fast-forward video materials swarming in, I can't avoid it, and I can't avoid it.

In the camera, a young man with a weak crown is sitting upright, looking at the Four Books and Five Classics in front of him dully.

In the camera, it was in the summer, and Cicada was yelling at the top of his lungs. A middle-aged scribe was holding a ruler with an angry face, and it rained on his buttocks, "Idiot, idiot, you can't teach a child! Think of me as a dignified Su Lun , 13-year-old Zhongxiucai, eighteen-year-old Jinshi, how did you give birth to such a stupid son like a cow." That was the father.

Then, the ruler fell like raindrops.

"Daddy, Daddy, I really can't read! Don't hit me, don't hit me. For the sake of the dead mother, please forgive me!"

The tearful father stopped, and the ruler fell limply to the ground.

In the camera, the young man stood in front of his third and fourth uncles like a walking dead, despite the two uncles scolding each other as "idiots", surrounded by the sneers of the children of the Su family.

……

"Is this my life in this life? What a failure!" Su Mu smiled wryly and shook his head, his head still hurting badly.Those memories belonging to this world of Sumu flooded in like a tide, and they were quickly and unreasonably stuffed inside.

"I didn't expect that such a bloody thing like crossing would happen to me. It's a pity not to buy a lottery with this luck?" While massaging his temples and temples with his fingers, he smiled wryly.

Su Muben is a quasi-middle-aged uncle in his early thirties. He graduated from the Chinese Department of a university. Because his grades were not good, he stayed in school and became a small teacher.Last night, the two books "Selected Eight-legged Essays in Ming and Qing Dynasties" and "Imperial Examination System in Ming and Qing Dynasties" written by my tutor were finally published successfully.

To be honest, in today's marketization and sluggish publishing industry, this kind of purely academic works simply lose money.

From the creation of these two manuscripts to the present, it took four years to add, delete, and proofread them, and they have been delayed for various reasons.Not only did the tutor revise the manuscript to the point of collapse, even the assistant Su Mu memorized these two books by heart.

Fortunately, the manuscript was finally released smoothly, although the print run was only a measly 1000 copies.

Pregnant for 24 months, once in labor.The two teachers and students naturally had to drink a lot, until they were completely drunk.

Who would have thought that upon waking up, Su Mu would arrive here, transmigrating into the body of an ancient scholar with the same name and surname.

"At present, I only know that this is Qingyuan County, Baoding Prefecture, Hebei Province. It is ancient, but I don't know which era it is?"

Massive amounts of information have been pouring in like this, day and night, and there is no time to stop.

Unfortunately, after searching all the information, Su Mu still doesn't know where he is.

Because, the guy who was possessed by him is a fool.

And because of a fall yesterday, he smashed his head and became dizzy, so he was taken away and reborn by himself.

Ever since he was reborn into this world, Su Mu has been in a state of ignorance, and his whole body seems to be haunted. Up to now, the instilled memory has finally shown some signs of dissipating, and he has slowly recovered his sanity. , I have a general understanding of my current situation.

This Su Mu's mother died of postpartum hemorrhage after giving birth to him. It is estimated that the root cause of the disease fell in the mother's womb. After birth, her head was short of a string. According to later generations, her IQ is worrying.

Although his father is also a well-known talented man in Baoding Prefecture, he can be said to have a famous teacher in his family.But from the beginning of enlightenment at the age of five, it took three years to learn just one "Three Character Classic". It was not until the age of 16 that he had recognized thousands of Chinese characters and could barely read and compose.In his situation, there is no hope of becoming an official through the imperial examination.

Although Su Mu's father is talented, no one can tell what happened in the imperial examination.Since he won the Juren, he took his son to the capital to take the Jinshi examination. He took the examination five times in a row, and he lost his name in each of them.

Su Mu's father suffered such a blow in the imperial examination field, and because he missed his dead wife, Su Mu's father was unable to afford it. At this time, he thought about taking his son Luoye back to his roots.

He died within a year after returning to his hometown, leaving Su Mu alone in this world.

Su Mu was originally stupid, since his father passed away, no one cared about him.The family bullied him as an orphan and was a bit stupid, so naturally they would no longer support him to study, and even the little money he had left in his hands was cheated by the third and fourth uncles in various names.

There are only [-] mu of paddy fields left, and they live on the land rent.

"My living environment in this world doesn't seem to be very good!" Su Mu shook his head unknowingly, feeling a little worried.

At this moment, someone suddenly said loudly: "The time has come, everyone, please hand in your papers!"

Everyone stopped writing, stood up one after another, and sent the papers to the first table in front of the Qingjun old man.

At this moment, Su Mu was stunned to realize that his head was no longer hurting, and his humanoid USB drive had finally received all the information.

But the manuscript in front of him was still blank.

"What are you doing..." Su Mu was startled, and looked intently: Liu and Liren were the topics.

"What, are you writing poetry?"