When he went out in the morning, there was a reward after the Zhengdan ceremony. Wang Yiren also told the husband that when Wang Zhou saw these things, he thought it was rewarded by the royal family.

Facing the inquiry from the wife, Wang Yiren smiled and said, "That's right, not."

Wang Zhou hated Wang Yiren's behavior of often losing his book bags and making a mystery. Although Wang Zhou was born in a small landlord family, he only knew a few words. He hated Wang Yiren's corrupt and scholarly temperament.

A few years ago, Wang Yiren was also a scholar and an old scholar. He was often joked about the appearance of an old scholar in Jiaozhou Township.

Wang Zhou has been in charge of the family business for many years and has long been the delicate landlord lady. When he saw Wang Yiren's sourness coming up again, he wanted to get started.

Seeing that his mother was going to teach his father a lesson again, Brother Run was already sensible, and his son refused to mention his father's life, so he quickly turned his head over and prepared to go back to the house.

But the youngest daughter was still young, and she laughed and pulled Wang Yiren's neck of clothes: "Dad, say, tell me quickly, is it the emperor's snowflakes to Chen Mei?"

Wang Yiren laughed when he heard this, and reached out to touch his daughter's little rooster and said, "How can the emperor buy you snowflakes? It was my father who bought it for you."

Wang Yiren didn't dare to have a puzzle with the wife anymore, and hurriedly said, "Brother Run is here, Brother Run is here."

Then he hurriedly reached into his pocket and took out the remaining silver: "What do you think this is?"

"Why did it come from so much money?"

When Wang Zhou saw the silver ingots of all sizes in Wang Yiren's hand, his eyes immediately lit up, but it soon became dimmed.

"Tell me quickly, where did you come from? Did someone give it to you? Did you get someone else's money?"

"How many times have I told you that our family is not rich, but we can't take this hot money. We have all been through such difficult days. Now our lives are much better, so don't not cherish them."

"Have you forgotten the heads cut outside Xuanwu Gate a few days ago? Even if you don't think about it for yourself, you have to think about it for our mothers. If you are gone, how can my three mothers live?"

After a while, Wang Zhou's mouth never stopped. While scolding Wang Yiren, tears fell down.

"Whoever gives you it, please send it back to others. How can other people's money be easily matched? This money is hot, so we can't take it."

As he said that, he pushed Wang Yiren out.

Then the two children saw their mother for a while and then changed from joy to excellence, and they also stood on the side of Wang Zhou.

"Dad, my son said: How virtuous is to return, you will eat and drink, and you will be in a humble alley. People cannot bear the worries and will not change their joy when they return. How virtuous is to return! You should return this money."

Brother Run was studying the Analects of Confucius, and all the stories that Confucius praised Yan Hui were used to persuade his father.

"Dad, Sister Chen will not eat snowflake crisps anymore, and she will not quarrel about eating it in the future."

The little daughter seemed to understand something, and she pulled Wang Yiren's neck of clothes and tears were about to fall.

Looking at the virtuous wife and filial son, Wang Yiren felt a little moved, but he was all there, and he hadn't done anything yet, so why did he think that he had gone to Caishikou?

"Oh, where are you thinking about? This is rewarded by His Majesty after the Zhengdan Grand Court. There are a total of twenty taels of snow-patterned silver."

During the Chinese New Year, the whole family was holding their faces like a funeral. Wang Yiren, who couldn't smile bitterly, quickly explained.

"What, what did you say? The emperor not only treated him, but also gave him twenty taels at once?"

Wang Zhou didn't care about his children in front of him, so he grabbed the silver with one hand and looked at it carefully.

"Twenty taels, are everyone?"

Wang Zhou still couldn't believe it.

"No, I heard that small officials like me are twenty taels, and the old ministers seem to be fifty taels, and the other officials are not equal in size, but it seems that the minimum number is twenty taels."

Wang Yiren told the husband about what he heard.

"Ah? So much, this emperor is so generous. Now the emperor has enlarged his blood."

"Mother!"

Brother Run knew the courtesy and knew that his mother had made a mistake, so he quickly reminded him.

After being reminded by his son, Wang Zhou was also startled and instantly covered his mouth with his hand, and then he quickly bowed to the direction of the imperial city.

"The emperor atones his sins, and the emperor atones his sins. Your family will live for a hundred years and live for a hundred years."

Seeing that the wife looked really funny, Wang Yiren grinned, but he couldn't laugh for a while.

"Isn't it twenty taels? Why are there seventeen taels left? This cloth, this meat, and this ink are not worth two taels of silver. Where did the remaining one tael of silver go?"

When Wang Yiren heard this, he immediately did not dare to laugh, and then whispered in a fly-like voice.

"I went to have a drink with Zhengming at noon."

"What, I spent a ounce of wine and some wine you ate. Is it that kind of place you have gone?"

As he said that, Wang Zhou really got it.

"No, no, oh, I invited it this time, so I spent more money. Oh, let go, the child is still here."

Wang Yiren didn't dare to say that he spent more than five taels of silver in total after a meal of wine, so he couldn't explain it clearly. He had to say that he was treating him, and then he hid while saying that, which made his little daughter laugh.

Brother Run is already old, so he knows what his mother is saying, so he is also pursing his lips and having fun.

For a moment, the laughter in the yard shocked the sparrows above through the tall locust tree, and the same laughter sounded in the corners of the capital.

In the evening, Wang Zhou stewed pork and mutton. In order to stew the meat, she went to the spice shop to buy some Western pepper, cut some cooked meat, then stir-fry a few side dishes, and asked Brother Run to go out to make a pot of wine, and the whole family sat around the main hall.

Although it was the first day of the Lunar New Year, the food was better tonight than on New Year's Eve. Wang Zhou brought the flat food again and then sat down.

"Eat, eat."

Seeing that Brother Run and Sister Chen were almost drooling, Wang Yiren put the meat in front of the two children and poured himself a glass of wine.

In the evening, both children ate some pastries, but when they saw large pieces of pork and mutton, they couldn't help but eat.

“Eat slowly.”

Wang Zhou looked at the two children with care, then picked up a piece of lean meat with some firewood and put it in his mouth, and then remembered something.

"Why did Your Majesty give so much money this time? Didn't you say that it was only two or three taels?"

"Haha, your majesty is unpredictable. Maybe it's because the treasury is abundant this year."

As for why so much money was given after this grand ceremony, a small official like Wang Yiren could not understand Zhu Youjian's intention.

"Your Majesty is kind, let's not speculate on your own."

As he said that, Wang Yiren drank the glass of turbid wine in front of him and thought to himself: This damn Zhang Laosan, go to the water in it again, and will not go to his house next time.
Chapter completed!