Aunt Zhao asked for the account book not just to show her majesty. Her father was in charge of the account in the Jia family and was quite handsome, so he took a good job for her. Because she had a beginning and end with Jia Zheng, her father was sent off by Mrs. Wang's excuse, and her mother and several brothers were also implicated, so she gradually declined. Although she didn't know a few words, she had been influenced by her since childhood and had a very good skill in reading the account book.

Because she was always strong in picking the top spot, making jokes, and having a bad reputation, Li Dafu thought she was an ignorant woman, and even took the unfinished account book, but she couldn't understand it. However, she didn't expect that in just half an hour, Aunt Zhao's fingertips moved and pointed out several subtle points, and then pinched her fingers and calculated that the hidden profit was as much as four or five thousand taels.

Li Dafu knelt in the hall and wiped his sweat, secretly blaming himself for not thinking earlier: How could Aunt Zhao be the one who is good to be with her if she could give birth to a blood-demon star like Jia Huan?

"I've accepted this account book." Aunt Zhao said while handing the account book to Madam Song. This is the handle of Lao Li, and he can't return it no matter what.

"No! My aunt has collected the account book. What should we take to the wife at the end of the year? Who can bear it when the wife blames her? I also asked my aunt to leave a way out for the young people." Li Dafu hurriedly kowtowed and begged for mercy.

"Come on, I know you have two sets of accounts in private. Just hand over the fake accounts like in previous years. I know all the twists and turns of you! Don't fool me! Don't forget that my father did this back then." Aunt Zhao smiled proudly, feeling a little unsatisfied, but rather proud.

"But we only copied half of the fake accounts, otherwise we would not have handed over the original book to our aunt." Li Dafu was anxious for a moment and even confessed directly. He came back to his senses and hurriedly covered his mouth.

Aunt Zhao smiled so hard that she leaned back and waved her hand, "Take out the account books of previous years and continue copying them. The wife's eyes are on her head, so she can't hide her eyelids and tease you! Don't worry, it's absolutely safe to put the account books here. As long as you make our mothers live comfortably, you will live comfortably too."

Li Dafu was still unwilling to do so. He was about to kneel up and go forward. When he saw Master Huan San, who was tilted beside Aunt Zhao, suddenly opened his eyes and glanced at the dark and scattered eyes. His scalp suddenly became numb. He knelt back and bowed, "Then I'll trouble my aunt to keep the account book. Our old Li family was originally a slave in the Jia family. It's the duty to make the master live a comfortable life."

"What my son said!" Old Li, who had heard at the door for a long time, came in with a bundle of peacock tail feathers, tried his best to be attentive, and said with a smile, "This is the tail feathers that the third master asked to give to his aunt to make a cloak. Please take a look. I asked someone to clean it carefully. The hairs are smooth and smooth, and they will really shine when the sun is shining."

"Come on me and take a look!" Aunt Zhao immediately sat down with longing in her eyes.

Madam Song hurriedly took it and handed it to the master.

Aunt Zhao forgot everything about the account book, what handle, what to squeeze some oil and water, and she couldn't stop rubbing the gorgeous feathers.

Old Li knelt quietly beside his son. After about a cup of tea, he saw Aunt Zhao put down his tail feathers and hugging Master Huan San's heart-wrenching baby, then he smiled flatteringly, "What are the instructions for Auntie? I'll do it for you."

Aunt Zhao glanced at him and said, "Call the shopkeeper and tailor of the cloth shop. I want to pull a few feet of cloth to make winter clothes for my son. The satin and wool should be the best. Don't fool me with bad goods. I'll ask my son for another gentleman. You must have good knowledge and high reputation."

Old Li responded one by one, retreated to the outer courtyard and kicked his son hard, cursing, "You pig's head? Show her the unpent account book? Now, she has got our handle. If she handed it to her wife, it will be enough for us to search the house!"

Li Dafu complained aggrievedly, "Aren't this fake account halfway? Moji hasn't done it yet! Besides, you watched it when I came out, why didn't you say it? I blame me now!"

Old Li choked and had to admit that he underestimated Aunt Zhao, and spat, "These two of them are pretending to be pigs and eating tigers! I'm blaming me for being stupid before! She also wanted to find a husband for her son. If he really made him stand out, the wife wouldn't peel me alive!"

"What should we do then? You can't look for it, right? Who can resist the evil star's trouble?" Li Dafu felt a little embarrassed when he thought of his deep and cold eyes as deep as a ghost in the underworld.

"Look, who said he wouldn't find it anymore!" Old Li sneered, "Just Li Xiucai at the east end of the village, he has been going to the scientific examination for ten years, so there is definitely no need to say about his knowledge. His reputation is also the highest in my Lijia Village."

"Hello, I'll hire him now!" Li Dafu couldn't help laughing.

Li Xiucai took the 14th exam and won the scholar in one fell swoop. People in Lijia Village say that he is talented and it will be a matter of time before he can win the top scorer. But after that, he was still a scholar for ten consecutive years, and gradually became a joke for the whole village.

Of course, Aunt Zhao, who had just arrived in the first place, didn't know about these inside stories. She glanced at Li Xiucai through the screen and saw that although he was thin, he had a stunning temperament and handsome appearance. He immediately made a decision.

Jia Huan was sitting in the newly decorated study room, tilting his head, as if he was looking at a red plum tree outside the window, but when he was close, he would find that his pupils had no focal length at all.

"San Master, sir, is here." Old Li knocked on the door and led Li Xiucai in.

"Sit down." Jia Huan withdrew his gaze and glanced at the thin and sallow young man.

Li Xiucai was locked by the empty, black hole-like eyes, and his heartbeat suddenly slapped. When the teachers and students met, the students were originally going to greet the tea. The teacher sat upright in the high hall to admonish, but he didn't dare to care at all. One reason was that the child looked a bit weird, and the other was that he urgently needed the ten taels of pounds a month that Lao Tzu paid him.

What is your backbone? It was worn out in the ten years of wasted time.

"Dare you ask how the young master has made before? What books have you read?" When the old Li head retreated, Li Xiucai asked respectfully.

"The Three Character Classic has not been completed." Jia Huan lowered his eyes and searched for the original owner's memory. In the last ten years, he struggled to survive for more than ten years, and he forgot how to write simplified characters, let alone traditional characters? Don't show off to avoid being ugly.

"Young Master, can you write a few words for me to see?" Li Xiucai asked again.

Jia Huan did not answer, picked up the brush and wrote the two crooked words "Jia Huan". When he closed the momentum, he used too much force and directly painted the word "Huan" into a ball of ink mark.

The Jia family is powerful in Jinling, how did the children taught so incompetent? They are not as good as ordinary rural children! Li Xiucai's mouth twitched and forced a smile, "I already know the situation of the young master, why should I start from scratch?"

"Yes." Jia Huan picked up the Three Character Classic and showed a rare look of entanglement.

"Young Master, read this passage 120 times, memorize it 120 times, and write it 120 times. I will check it tomorrow." Li Xiucai pointed to the first page and said.

"Don't you explain the meaning to me first?" Jia Huan frowned.

"As the saying goes, reading a book a hundred times will make you understand the meaning. When the young master reads it well and memorizes it well, he will naturally understand its meaning. In addition, when copying, please find a good copybook, regardless of the font, as long as the young master likes it."

Jia Huan nodded, and indeed read it more than a hundred times, memorized it more than a hundred times, and then began to copy it.

Li Xiucai held a teacup and supervised the situation. He thought that the family of the whole family was more or less a bit naughty, but Jia Huan was quite obedient.

However, Master Huan San quickly understood that the so-called obedience was completely his illusion.

Reading and memorizing was extremely boring, and it took Jia Huan's few patience. When he picked up the brush and painted one ink ball after another, his eyes gradually crawled with bloodshots, and the cracks of his bones seemed to be covered with barbs, which made him want to lift his skin and remove all his annoyance and impatientness one by one.

He suddenly threw away his brush and smashed the inkstone, and suddenly overturned the table.

The paper fell all over the ground, and ink was splashing everywhere, his hair was messy, his clothes were wrinkled, and his clothes were dirty, making him look very embarrassed. It was obviously quiet at the last moment, but the next moment, it seemed like Rakshasa possessed him, with two red lines at the corners of his eyes, and there was a loud noise, which made Li Xiucai jump up and roll and crawl to the corner.

Jia Huan's chest was panting, his hands were put together in his sleeves and clenched into fists, revealing the hideous and terrifying veins on the back of his hand. He knew that there was something wrong with his psychology.

In his previous life, in order to develop serum to cure zombie viruses, almost everyone in the world was arresting him. In order to save his life, he had to live alone. Humans are originally group animals, and no matter how strong they are, they always feel lonely, so he kept himself busy as much as possible, exhausted himself with endless killing, and calmed his manic soul for a moment. However, this method is tantamount to drinking poison to quench thirst, which will only make the shadow in his heart thicker and thicker.

His soul was already soaked in blood, the noise and mania were rooted in the bone marrow and could not be erased. He never expected that he could live a peaceful life. When he picked up the long-lost book, he thought he would be happy and cherish it. However, the words on the book were like dizzying spells, holding a soft brush, the only thing he could think of was how to turn it into a deadly weapon.

He couldn't be quiet, and he couldn't be quiet for a moment, unless he smelled the fishy and sweet blood.

He was in the Red Mansion, but his heart was trapped in the end of the world. He could not get out of it at all, and it didn't matter whether he could get out of it. But he knew very well that he had to cover up these strange things and try his best to adapt to the life of a normal person. Otherwise, what awaited him was rejection and hunting.

Thinking of this, Jia Huan's breathing gradually calmed down, the blood in his eyes receded, and he ordered Xiao Jixiang who was hiding outside the door, "Come in and pack up, and bring a wet handkerchief and a plate of pastries by the way."

Xiao Jixiang responded to the promise and called five or six servants to clean the study as fast as possible and replace it with new pens, ink, paper and ink.

"I'm really sorry for calling me a frightened man." I took the handkerchief and slowly wiped the ink marks on my hands, and straightened the messy hair on my cheeks one by one to the back of my ears. Jia Huan turned his head and smiled at the gentleman.

The last moment was gloomy and ghostly, but the next moment was well-behaved and quiet. What kind of crazy is this? Li Xiucai stuttered, "No, nothing." As for the reason why the student suddenly became crazy, he did not dare to ask any more questions.

Jia Huan smiled politely again, picked up the osmanthus cake and took a small bite, chewing it very carefully. It is said that sweets can help relieve emotions, but this is indeed true. He took a few deep breaths and finally felt completely calm inside.

"How many scientific tests have you taken?"

"Three, three times." Li Xiucai did not dare to hide it at all.

Jia Huan raised his eyebrows and asked again, "What are the questions?"

"First time: Zhou and Tang emphasize outside the outside and inside is less important, Qin and Wei emphasize outside and inside is more important; Second time: Jia Yi's theory of five baits and three prefaces, Ban Gu criticized his remarks. However, Qin Mu once used it to dominate the Western Rong, and the Central Advocate also used to warn the Shanyu, but his statement was not ineffective; Third time: Pei Du reported that the prime minister should recruit talents from all directions and advised the staff of all directions to visit guests in private." Li Xiucai answered one by one.

"Since our court opened the imperial examination and the first grade of the exam, can the sir have any records?"

"No, but the government must have archived the records. The young master is a descendant of the Jia family. I took the famous post to search for it. It was very easy."

Jia Huan pondered for a moment and said slowly, "Sir, what do you think of this? I first got the imperial examination questions and first-class answer sheets. Mr. summarized the scope, bibliography, and the best answering mode for me. We went from simple to difficult, first preparing for the children's examination, then the provincial examination, and then the palace examination, and finally the palace examination, striving to complete these four teaching tasks in five years. Tell me honestly that I only study for the purpose of passing the examination, not for anything else, first establish the framework of the examination. As for the details such as quotations and embellishing rhetoric, it is not necessary to add them one by one when the framework is solid." Before the end of the world, Jia Huan was also a top student who was trained by the Great Heavenly Kingdom, and he knew how to take the shortcuts.

Li Xiucai studied hard for more than ten years and had always aimed at reading thousands of books. He didn't know that there were such opportunistic methods, and his heart trembled. Moreover, the sage said that reading and literacy is to educate the people and help the world. If he only pursues fame and fortune, he will be despised and criticized by the world. Mr. Jia's words are particularly true and bold, and he actually made Li Xiucai appreciate them.

"Since it was entrusted by the young master, I decided to do my best." He agreed happily.

Jia Huan nodded and asked someone to call Lao Li to take the Jia family's famous post to the government to ask for information.
Chapter completed!