A powerful minister of the Song Dynasty

Chapter 66 I Have Quite a Wealth (Please Read)
Bao Zheng was worried about money. Although his family had some money, he lived a very simple life on weekdays.

After all, scholars all believe that they should study hard and not enjoy themselves too much.

"If I help Shi Er Lang improve his knowledge and prepare for the exam, it can be considered as helping him."

After all, he heard that Shi Erlang was not very good at studying.

Thinking of this, Bao Zheng fell asleep peacefully.

In this regard, Bao Zheng was still confident, after all, he was a good student renowned in Luzhou.

Song Xuan was busy building good relationships with his neighbors!
In any case, it is normal to have more friends than enemies.

"Shi Er Lang's cold drink is so delicious. If it becomes famous, it will definitely attract a large number of people to buy it."

I heard the silk shopkeeper next to me flattering me with a smile.

"Uncle Li is right. I have a cold paste shop in the village, but I sold it to prepare for the entrance exam to Yingtianfu Academy. I came here to sell books."

Song Xuan did not hide his business: "While supporting my colleagues, it will also be more convenient for me to study."

"Shi Er Lang is still young, but he does have some ideas!"

"That's right, that's right. Shi Er Lang is so hardworking that he will definitely be able to get into Yingtianfu Academy. Then neighbors like me will also be able to benefit from it."

Everyone is trying to show as much kindness as possible.

If Song Xuan can suppress Captain Ding from being beaten, he can also suppress the government power represented by Captain Ding.

Maybe the person behind him is in the government of Yingtian Prefecture.

County magistrates like these in the attached county towns lived an uncomfortable life and were quite resentful of their positions.

As the saying goes, if you were bad in your previous life, you will be a county magistrate in this life; if you did evil in your previous life, you will be a county magistrate in the suburbs; if you are full of evil, you will be a county magistrate in the provincial capital.

Therefore, the neighbors thought that there was no need to make relations with someone like Song Xuan, who had a good background and was a scholar.

As for whether Song Xuan can make money, they don’t care at all.

There are many shops selling books around Yingtianfu Academy, and even more selling pens, ink, paper and inkstones.

Even if students need to buy frequently, the market is just that big.

Song Xuan chatted with everyone for a while before going back to wash up.

Then, while sitting on a stool to dry his hair, he also read and memorized the Analects of Confucius.

Just roll it up.

At this time, not only Song Xuan was not asleep, but Zhang Fangping and Bao Zheng were also studying in their respective rooms.

Anyway, after taking a shower, do you have a hair dryer? My hair is long and needs time to dry.

What's more, it is normal to read until late at night.

As long as you can afford candles, you can use oil lamps if you really can't afford candles.

At worst, you can drill a hole in the wall to borrow light from your neighbor.

Chickens don't pee, they all have their own ways.

When it was bright outside, Bao Zheng got up and found that someone had already bought breakfast and put it on the round table.

Where did Song Twelve get so much money when he came from such a miserable family?

Bao Zheng was very curious, especially since he had five such servants.

Could it be that he relies on robbery?

Especially there are weapon racks in the yard.

"Brother Bao, this is yours. I don't know what you like to eat. You can tell me in the next few days."

Tao Hong pushed the breakfast over.

He saw that the black-faced boy's change of clothes was quite simple and had patches on them.

Bao Zheng did not refuse, but just thanked him.

Only then did he sit down steadily. He had already made plans.

After he is admitted to Yingtianfu Academy, he will find some job that can earn money so that he can pay Song Xuan back.

After Song Xuan finished washing up, he sat down at the table again and glanced at Bao Zheng. Forget it, his face was too dark.

It is impossible to tell whether Bao Zheng had a good rest or not.

Let’s change the subject.

"Brother Bao, are you confident about this entrance exam?"

Song Xuan chatted casually.

"Of course we have to go all out."

Bao Zheng was not modest.

He came from afar just to study.

Otherwise, why would you leave your hometown and parents?

Bao Heizi is a son born in his old age. His father retired when he was in his twenties.

When he passed the imperial examination and became a Jinshi when he was less than 30 years old, he asked the court to give him a position near Hefei because his parents were old.

But his parents were reluctant to let him leave home, so Bao Zheng resigned directly.

A few years later, his parents died one after another, and he continued to observe mourning. From the time he passed the imperial examination to the time he became an official again, he was idle at home for a full twelve years.

Hearing Bao Zheng's affirmative tone, Song Xuan was stunned for a moment.

Everyone was determined to try their best to be admitted to Yingtianfu Academy, except me who thought it would be a good idea to just take the exam casually.

To put it in a positive way, it means having a good attitude; to put it in a negative way, it means not even thinking about trying hard.

No wonder Zhang Fangping kept advising me yesterday. I guess he had already noticed my mental problems.

But fortunately, Song Xuan is a person who listens to advice.

After drinking a mouthful of porridge, he nodded:

"As scholars, we must work hard on every exam to justify all the hard work we've put into studying over the years."

Bao Zheng agreed with this and finished the porridge in his bowl before speaking:
"Shi Er Lang, is your family wealthy?"

"Hmm?" Song Xuan turned his head to glance at Bao Heizi:
"How much money do you want to borrow, Brother Bao?"

Bao Zheng didn't expect Song Xuan to ask this question, and he was stunned for a moment.

Seeing that Song Xuan was about to call someone to take the money, Bao Zheng quickly stopped him:
"I was thinking that Shi Erlang's family background is not good, and he has to support so many people. I'm afraid he won't be able to afford it. When I earn money, I will pay you for the accommodation and meals during this period."

"Forehead."

Listening to Bao Zheng's words, Song Xuan nodded slightly:
"Brother Bao, don't worry. During your stay here, as long as I have a bowl of rice to eat, you will have a bowl to wash. You won't starve."

Zhang Fangping, who had been studying hard until late at night and had been silent just now, laughed even harder when he heard this. He choked on his rice porridge, but he still patted his chest and laughed wildly, unable to stop.

Bao Zheng was once again nailed to the spot by Song Xuan's words, and he didn't know what to say.

At this time, the young Bao Heizi had not yet become a hard-hearted person as both his parents had passed away and his son was gone, so he was not afraid of impeachment from anyone.

Bao Zheng sighed: "I just regret that I don't have enough money at the moment, otherwise I would not have come to bother Shi Erlang."

Song Xuan took another meat bun in his hand and said, "It's okay. I have a lot of money. I can eat more and I won't go broke."

"Besides, we're grown men, how much does it cost to eat and drink?"

"Brother Bao, don't worry. I'm a well-known timely rain in my hometown. Who doesn't know my name, Song Twelve?"

"Even officials have to be polite to me when they see me."

Zhang Fangping, who had just recovered his breath, laughed wildly again.

Is timely rain a good name?
One of the three evils of Lema Town.

My twelfth brother!

If Brother Bao becomes an official in the future, he will deal with people like you!

Zhang Fangping just liked the way Twelve Brother talked nonsense, which always managed to scare people.

Bao Zheng really didn't understand why Zhang Fangping was always laughing!

Is what Song Xuan said so funny?
(End of this chapter)