Chapter 1295

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"Ah ho!"

Fang woke up and sneezed, hurriedly washed his hands and face, and then dared to hold worry free.

Xiaowuyou stared at the void with a serious expression.

"Worry free baby, do you want to eat candy? Dad, there are many delicious food here. Will you grow up soon?"

Worry free still didn't answer, wriggled his mouth, closed his eyes and went to sleep.

"My daughter doesn't like me!"

Fang woke up bitterly and put worry free on the small bed. The big and small insects at the foot of the bed lay there lazily.

"Big bug, little bug, start practicing!"

The wood flower outside shouted, and the bell appeared.

The big bug and the small bug immediately got up and couldn't wait.

"Dad, go and see! Big insects and small insects go to catch rabbits."

Tudou and Ping'an ran in, one man and one dog. Both boys were very excited.

"The villa can't train a good dog. In this way, let the servant take him into the mountain."

When he got to the front yard, Fang Xing explained to Xin Laoqi.

"Master, there are tigers, leopards and wolves in the mountains. Big insects and small insects are still small!"

"Just drive it away."

Unless there is a team of mountain dogs, it is not enough to challenge the wild animals.

"Dad, we'll go too."

"Go, you and Ping An."

Fang Xing generously let go and let Xin Laoqi go into the mountain with potatoes and peace.

The two children cheered and followed Xin Laoqi. Xie Jin came out quietly and said, "you have worry free, even your son?"

Fang Xing certainly won't admit: "if there's nothing wrong, of course the boy has to wrestle. It's good to go into the mountain and sharpen it."

Xie Jin agreed: "you can't make a thing without grinding, but Yu Qian is a little straight and can't grind well!"

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Yu Qian was very depressed. After being taught a lesson by Fang Xing, he would come out and walk around the market every day. During this period, his wallet was stolen three times and beaten once.

But he only saw that the family was short and that Xiaomin was busy fighting rice every day.

Finally, he simply set up a stall on the side of a main road not far from home.

This small stall is a table and a chair. A piece of paper is spread on the table. On it, there are four big characters' writing letters for others'.

This street is mostly civilian, with a large flow of people, but little purchasing power, so most of the shops on both sides sell cheap food or grocery stores.

Yu Qian's stall is just outside a grocery store. Originally, the owner of the grocery store wanted to charge him two copper coins a day, but later he saw that the charge for writing letters was very low, so he just wanted a copper coin.

Just wrote a home letter to someone, Yu Qian felt some harvest, so he touched the water bag and took a sip.

"Who, don't give money from tomorrow."

The boss of the grocery store shouted. Yu Qian got up, turned back and bowed his hands and said, "thank you for the kindness of shopkeeper Liu. I just occupied a place and affected your business. A copper plate can't be less, otherwise I can only move to other places."

Shopkeeper Liu walked out and looked at Yu Qian's purse. He sighed: "you have pity for the old and the poor. You don't want to accept money even if you write a letter. You have to pay for your pen, ink, paper and inkstone. I'm a scholar. I never look at people. You're good, but you're stubborn."

Yu Qian smiled. He knew his fault and Fang Xing knew it, but he said it was natural and could not be changed.

"Do you have a wife and children at home?"

Shopkeeper Liu sat on the table, picked up the paper and said, "good words are like people. You can't be bad."

"But Cai Jing is also a master of calligraphy, but he has a bad reputation for thousands of years." Yu Qian's stubborn temper broke out and immediately argued.

Shopkeeper Liu sneered, "you know what? The treacherous and loyal officials are writing with a pen of a literati? A few years ago, I heard a poem by xinghebo, which said that Qin Hui, who has been infamous for thousands of years, ha ha! Well said! Without the instruction of Zhao Gou, where would Qin Hui dare to attack Yue Fei?"

"As for Cai Jing, just look at the emperor. Compared with our majesty, Zhao Ji is a confused monarch. What famous officials can there be under a confused monarch? Even if you send several adults of our Dynasty, it's a mediocre and idle life. It's ridiculous!"

Yu Qian was speechless. Regardless of Cai Jing's historical evaluation, Zhao Ji was first nailed to the pillar of shame.

"There is no famous minister under the faint king. I would like to be taught!"

Hun Jun, what is called Hun Jun?

First, you have to do bad things and plunder the people. The second is to be ruthless and do whoever opposes.

The emperor of Zhengde may be fooling around, but he is still thousands of miles away from the faint king, otherwise Yang Tinghe and others would have gone to the Dharma court long ago.

And famous officials must be talents like Xia Yuanji who dare to be called famous officials. Others, whether Yang Rong or Yang Shiqi, can't afford to be famous at present!

Therefore, history books should not be completely believed. There are no famous officials under the confused king. Yu Qian thinks it is the most reasonable.

There are always people in the grass!

When shopkeeper Liu saw Yu Qian's admiration, he talked a lot. He has done business for many years. He is well-informed and experienced. He can treat Yu Qian as a child.

Until a middle-aged man pushed a scooter with a side box, shopkeeper Liu angrily stopped 'preaching': "you do business first. If you don't understand anything, go in and ask me."

"Thank you, shopkeeper Liu."

Yu Qian didn't pay much attention to businessmen before, but since he learned that masu was still digging holes when he released the list, he felt that he was too arrogant in the past.

The visitor looked at him in his forties. His face was full of fatigue, and there were several small cuts in his face. He patted his ass first, then sat down and said, "please write a home letter to Xiao."

Yu Qian opened the cover of the inkstone, added some water, stirred it, and said, "please."

"It's said that the little one is very good in Peiping. He has found a good job recently. He just follows the shopkeeper in and out to catch the car every day. He can eat well and be full..."

Seeing Yu Qian's pen flying, the man bared his teeth, touched the dry and cracked hole in his face, and said with a smile: "Sir, remember to write better so that my son won't worry about it. At that time, he will quit the job and go home."

Yu Qian nodded, then stopped writing, looked up and asked, "old man, what does your son do for a living?"

This is one of his training plans. Ask each guest's home situation, and then analyze the current living conditions of the people.

The man smiled and said, "the young son was selected by the caravan because he learned the science. He followed him to be a waiter. He went to the grassland at the beginning of the year and said he wanted to trade with the Tatars. He would come back for a long time."

Science!

Yu Qian thought of the science books he had left in his box and was ready to go back and have a good look.

"Say that everything at home is good, his sister is good, and he plays at home every day. He is not happy..."

"Dad..."

At this time, a small head appeared in the cart, with disheveled hair and clean face.

As soon as the man heard this, he turned back, took the child out, put it on his lap and said with a smile, "Er Niang, wait, let's write to your eldest brother. Well, dad will take you home for dinner."

The little girl looked up at the man, then at Yu Qian, her eyes dull.

"Dad, I'm hungry."

"OK, Dad, there are potatoes here. They were baked in the morning."

The man took a baked yellow and black potato from his arms, tried the temperature with his face, then broke it off and fed it to the little girl.

"Er Niang, when your brother comes back this time, dad will find you a sister-in-law and play with you at home every day?"

"OK."

The five or six-year-old girl, Yu Qian, who ate and looked at each other, was sad. He handed his water bag and said, "give the child a drink, Shun Shun."

"How dare you! No, sir. I have my own."

The man took out a water bag, but the water was a little cold. The little girl took a sip, her teeth were cold, so she quickly ate a mouthful of potatoes.

Yu Qian sighed in his heart, and then began to write again.

"My son is filial, so I have to say yes, or he will run back and make a big face and make a fat man, which makes my husband laugh."

"Say that the money at home is enough for him to marry his daughter-in-law. Don't work hard and come back early."

When Yu Qian finished writing in twos and threes, he asked, "old man, can you support yourself and your daughter by doing this?"