Chapter 881: The Tiger Father Has No Dog Son

Before the night ban on the day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, the east and west cities were full of firecrackers and fireworks.

This is the last day of the third year of Xuande, but it is not the last day of the peaceful and prosperous era. Today's Son of Heaven used to be the grandson of the emperor, once the crown prince, when he sat on the throne, he also quelled the rebellion of the Han Dynasty with lightning speed, and then the world was peaceful and rich, so in the hearts of the small people, there is no doubt that most of them believe that the return of the emperor can calm down the turbulent Jingshi for a while.

The current Jingshi also proves this, and all that comes to the ears is the laughter of removing the old and the new, and all that is seen is the joy of every household. The soldiers of the Northern Expedition got grain and rice in addition to the money given in the past, and the officials got leave in addition to the holidays in the past, although not all the craftsmen got benefits, but a few outstanding ones received praise and real grain and rice rewards, and most of the farmers' harvests were better than last year, and even the merchants also got real benefits from the smooth flow of goods from the north and south, not to mention that there were many clever people who made a lot of money in overseas trade.

Therefore, there may be unhappy people in this capital, but there are very few of them, and Zhang Yue is definitely not included. In the Chinese New Year's Eve, the second room and three rooms of the Zhang family room gathered in the easternmost house of Wu'an Hou Hutong, and Zhang Yue was even drunk by Zhang Wei and Zhang Qi, and it is said that he sang an unknown song on a whim. Fortunately, the sobering soup prepared at home worked, and early in the morning of the first day of the new year, he still cheered up and wore a dress to attend the Zhengdan Dynasty Meeting, and did not come back until the evening.

"At noon, it is a banquet in Guanglu Temple, and tomorrow I have to go to each house to worship, which is the New Year, it is more tiring than being in charge of things in the yamen. Fortunately, the Lantern Festival can stop for a few days, otherwise it is better to stay in Guangdong and not come back, it is not so cold there, and there are not so many things! ”

Leaning on the kang, Zhang Yue saw that Du Juan was just teasing Sansan, Qiu Jian was talking with Jingguan, Amber Waner smiled but didn't comfort himself, he couldn't help but sigh boringly: "I know what you want to say, don't you just say that I am a hard worker?" I also want to leave it and become a rich idler, but there is no such thing as a double world after all......"

As he was talking, he felt that his sleeve was pulled twice, and when he looked down, he saw that it was Jingguan who didn't know when he ran over, and he was blinking at him, and then opened his mouth and asked: "Dad, my mother has told us that Dad's is for the people in the family, so he cheered up and became an official outside." It's better for you to teach me some of the skills of being an official, and I can help you in the future. ”

Although it was still childish, Zhang Yue didn't listen to it as a joke, sat up straight all of a sudden, looked at Jingguan for a while, and then smiled: "Good boy, remember what you said, if Daddy wants you to do something, you are not allowed to shirk and be lazy." By the way, the day before yesterday, I looked at your window textbook, and the handwriting was good, and it was a little similar to mine, and it obviously took a lot of effort. It's good to be able to be so attentive at a young age! ”

"Young master, it goes without saying that Jing Guan's words were originally according to your words!"

was reminded by Qiu Zhen like this, and saw Du Juan smiling at himself, Zhang Yue didn't understand that he was saying that he was only busy with outside affairs, and his son was completely left to the family to take care of. He didn't care about this joke, coughed, hugged Jingguan to the kang, and said seriously: "Since you can write well, then let me ask you, if you are free tonight, Daddy wants to use you to help." ”

"Free, of course!" Jing Guan's eyes lit up, and he nodded again and again, "What does Dad want me to do?" ”

"Rest assured, what you do is naturally what you can not only do, but also do well."

This is said without a head and no brain, not only is the autumn mark amber confused, but even Du Juan is also a second monk who is confused. Seeing Zhang Yue jumping off the kang and leading his son out, when he arrived at the door, he smiled and waved his hand, and when the door curtain fell, Du Juan couldn't help but look at the other two women below inexplicably, but they also looked at her with strange expressions.

Amber asked softly: "Although Jingguan is smart, he is only seven years old after all, and the young grandmother really doesn't know what the young master is going to let him do?" ”

"Seeing him like that is probably a temporary idea, but what did we just say......" Du Juan racked his brains and thought for a while, and suddenly felt that someone was holding him from behind, and when he looked back, he saw that it was his daughter, and he had to take the person down and put it on his lap. After thinking about it for a while, she finally felt that it was the Shen brothers' calligraphy that Qiu Zhen said that Jingguan had been coming, although he was young, the words were already very decent, so she nodded thoughtfully, and then changed the topic and said, "It doesn't matter, let him mess around." The son is also his, and no matter how much he tosses, he can't pull people to kill people and set fires. Tonight is the first day of the new year, although tomorrow is a visitor, there is no need to get up so early, and we will go to the small kitchen to make some supper in person, and prepare for the two of them to stay up late. ”

Zhang Yue naturally didn't know that Du Juan had already guessed a little bit of his own thoughts. Pulled Jingguan all the way to his study to reflect on his fasting, and the little guy who was on duty in the side room had already greeted him, but it was the two scholars who were newly selected by Lian Hu before the Chinese New Year to serve the pen and ink. Zhang Yue waved his hand to signal that he didn't need them, and after entering the door, he lowered the curtain, and saw that the charcoal fire was still burning inside, and the room was extremely warm, he nodded with satisfaction, and when he arrived at the desk, he motioned for Jingguan to sit on the chair.

Don't look at what he said just now, Jing Guan was a little stunned at this moment, and looked up at his father for a while, making sure that it was not a joke, so he honestly walked over and sat on the chair. However, when he saw that his father had taken a stack of small pieces of paper, handed him a wolf hair, and then poured water and polished the ink himself, he could not help but stare at the boss, and he did not know whether to go up to help or ask what was going on. It wasn't until his father motioned for him to dip his pen in ink that he asked uneasily.

"Dad, what do you want me to do?"

"Didn't you say you wanted to do Daddy a favor? Since you practice handwriting in imitation of my handwriting on weekdays, you just happened to help me write a few letters today. ”

Write...... Write? Jing Guan almost didn't stare out of his little eyes, stammered and confirmed again, and got an affirmative answer, and then he believed that tonight's task was to write a letter. But it's one thing to write a copy, it's another thing to write, and it's not wrong for him to recognize words early and learn words early, but the problem is that the pen power is still immature after all, and the wrist strength is not enough. However, when he saw his father looking at him with a smile, the little one couldn't help but grit his teeth, then rolled up his sleeves and nodded his head to show that he was ready.

"Yunhan Shangshu Taijian, Nanjing is a farewell, and it has been several years. I have heard that Lao Shangshu is not in good health, and I have recommended famous doctors and medicines in Guangdong, but I don't know if I will get better in the near future......"

In just 200 words of a letter, Zhang Yue read word by word very slowly, and Jing Guan wrote word by word seriously, and it was not fast, and sometimes he raised his head and repeated it to confirm. After finishing the writing easily, he hurriedly blew the inked words on the two pieces of small paper, and stepped forward to show his father, his face was a little worried. However, to his great surprise, after Zhang Yue watched it from beginning to end, he nodded approvingly at him.

"Yes, at least five points alike."

Seeing the surprised and happy look on the little guy's face when he was praised by himself, Zhang Yue suddenly laughed deeper, gently put the written letterhead on the side and hung it, and motioned for Jingguan to sit back, and then dictated another letter. Like the previous letter to Zhao Xuan, the secretary of the Nanjing Criminal Department, this letter was addressed to Li Qing, the secretary of the Nanjing Military Department. Immediately after, he dictated another letter to Mu Xin, the Nanjing garrison, and saw that there were already six pieces of small note paper hanging on the high table, so he stopped, stepped forward and gently helped his son rub his wrist, and finally patted the little head.

"Well done."

Jing Guan listened with joy, but fortunately, he was a person who had been spurred by his mother Du Juan, and he was not so carried away, but on the contrary, he was a little curious: "Dad, don't you usually write replies to your mother and second aunt on your behalf?" Also, what does it mean that you speak so plainly at the beginning of this letter, but very vaguely at the end? ”

"It's not interesting, you're still young at the moment, you won't understand, wait two years for your dad to explain it to you in detail. Remember, don't go outside tonight, except for your mother and them. ”

Zhang Yue saw Jingguan's frowning face, and finally nodded, but he still didn't explain, but went straight forward and put the first letter written to Zhao Li into an envelope and sealed it, and soon it was the second and third letter. When it was all sealed and stamped with his own private seal, he put the letter in the box and locked it, then turned around and pulled his son out. Just out of the study, he was about to ask the little servant to send Jingguan back to the inner courtyard, when he saw two lanterns lit up on the side of the courtyard gate, and the next moment, he saw Du Juan and Amber Autumn Scars surrounded by people, and hurriedly took Jingguan to greet him.

Du Wan pursed his lips and smiled: "Yo, you two are done with this matter?" ”

"Mother, I'm almost exhausted!"

Jingguan broke free of Zhang Yue's hand, stepped forward and naturally threw himself into Du Juan's arms. As soon as he saw the tray and copper pot in the hands of the man behind him, he showed a greedy expression, and hurriedly looked at the amber and autumn marks with expectant eyes. Sure enough, Du Juan didn't speak, and Qiu Zhen squeezed his eyes and said: "Don't worry, it's a festival today, and you also have a share of this supper, it's a freshly wrapped leek wonton, and the fresh vegetables and vegetables grown in the greenhouse at home will be burned in the hot pot later, and they will be put in the bone broth, and you won't let it go." ”

Now that he goes to bed early at this time, Zhang Yue is busy during the day, but at night he has always tried not to stay up late and not stay up late, and he eats very little supper - after all, he also remembers some modern health habits, that is, eat less supper. This is true of himself, and even more so of his son. It's just that today is the first day of the first lunar month, and the Jing officials who went to bed early were all taken by him to make an exception, and he naturally wouldn't pour cold water on the simple request of wanting to eat a supper.

So, a few people entered the study, set up a small square table in the middle of the hall, and after setting up the charcoal fire and copper hot pot, he said not to serve, and let a few girls retreat first, and only a few of them slowly ate and ate. Jingguan had a small appetite, Zhang Yue stared at it tightly, Du Juan also watched it strictly, ate a few chopsticks and vegetables, a few wontons, and the mutton was ordered not to eat before it was put into the pot. So, Qiu Zhen simply said to send the people back first, got up and pulled Jingguan to leave first.

As soon as Qiu Zhen took Jingguan away, Du Juan looked at Zhang Yue with a smile and said, "Now you can say it, pull Jingguan to help you do things tonight, do you like his hand that is very similar to yours?" ”

Zhang Yue saw Amber's unsurprising appearance, and knew that this girl must have guessed seven or eight points, so he spread his hands and pretended to smile easily: "That's right, in addition to my own handwriting, everyone now knows that I also have a ghostwriter at home to help me." The handwriting of the two of you is really normal, and the people who followed my letter must be familiar with it, and now there is a quiet official, if they take it, they will naturally pay attention, if it weren't for them...... The turmoil of the first few days was open, and the restlessness that followed was secret. Now Yu Qian is still in Jiangnan, he was recommended by me, maybe someone will count me in. Therefore, I had to take a few more eyes on the letter sent to Nanjing. ”

Nanjing has six departments and five mansions, but the real meaning is only a nursing home, however, the people in this nursing home have the possibility of recovery, such as Huang Fu, who is now going to be transferred back to the head of the household department. In addition, several of them are Zhang Yue's old superiors, so there are not a few correspondences in previous years. At this time of turmoil, some people want to stand on the right side of the limelight and take the opportunity to return to the DPRK, and some people want to pinch people's handles and make good calculations. Therefore, Du Juan couldn't help frowning, hesitated for a moment and asked, "What wind did you hear?" ”

"It's too late to hear the wind." Zhang Yue shook his head, and seeing that Amber had not said anything, he sighed and said, "You still return the letters from other places as they are, the general meaning is very simple, there is no need to mention the affairs of the capital, only to appease and appease them." Relatives and friends are there to the end, not to mention former colleagues, they are foreign officials, and it is enough to do their own things well. By the way, I heard that the county lord is sick, Sister Juan, you take the time to see him, Amber, you go back and tell Qiu Zhen, let her help Sister Jing take care of the house, this girl is a year older after the New Year, and she can't stay for two years, after all, Xiaofang is also the boss. ”

Amber just nodded silently, Du Juan thought about it carefully, and still didn't ask his father how Du Zhen discussed it with Zhang Yue. The three of them were gossiping at the table, until the small hot pot was half empty, and Qiu Zhen ran back in a hurry, rubbing his hands and sitting down at the table, then he said with a smile: "I was about tired, Xiao Jingguan fell asleep as soon as he touched the bed, and after a while, he snored, young master, you are really willing, such a young child let him stay up like this." ”

"Who made him pat his chest in front of me and say that?"

Zhang Yue remembered Jing Guan's head held high, and his face unconsciously showed a hint of relief. Although it is probably not his credit to teach this son, what is more proud of a father than his son being able to take the initiative to take responsibility? Tonight I wrote six letters on small note, and two of them were rewritten with the wrong strokes, and the little one lay on the table and rewrote them without saying a word. I have to say that the tiger father has no dogs, and his son is very good, very good!