Chapter 58

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On that day, Director Lin introduced to Shen Qian that Mr. Zheng, who was a student in his middle year, originally planned to continue to take the college entrance examination. Unfortunately, fate played a trick on him. In the year when he planned to take the provincial examination, his father died of illness and he had to observe filial piety. Three years later, he was preparing for the provincial examination again. As a result, his mother passed away again, and another three years of decline. The repeated setbacks, coupled with the grief of his parents' death, made Mr. Zheng give up the idea of ​​continuing to take the examination.

Now that he has just passed the age of forty, he has started teaching in the county town with peace of mind.

According to the address given by Director Lin, Shen Qian found the house with green bamboo at the door.

A child about ten years old opened the door for Shen Qian. After asking his name, the child took Shen Qian directly to the study.

Mr. Zheng must be very fond of green bamboo. He grows it not only outside his house, but also in the corners and corridors along the way.

After the child showed up outside the house, a gentle voice sounded from inside the house, "Come in."

The child opened the door curtain and Shen Qian followed him into the study. He looked up and saw a middle-aged man with a beard looking up from behind the desk and asked, "Are you Shen Qian?"

"Exactly the students."

Shen Qian said.

Mr. Zheng put down the brush in his hand, walked out from behind the desk, and said with a warm smile: "After Ming Shan told me, I guess if you come over, it will only be in the next few days."

Shen Qian said: "It snowed heavily after Chief Lin left that day. The student's family lives in the mountains, so the road is easier to walk today."

Mr. Zheng nodded slightly, took Shen Qian to sit down on the Arhat bed by the window, and asked, "What do you want me to teach you?"

From the moment Shen Qian was brought directly to the study by a child, and then led to talk on the Arhat bed by Mr. Zheng, he knew that Mr. Zheng was a very easy-going person, but he should be polite. Shen Qian stood up and said, "The student would like to ask Mr. Zheng for help." Point out the article and tell the students the rules for taking the exam.”

After saying that, Shen Qian took out the prepared bundles and gifts from the basket. Although this was not a formal greeting and he would not study here all the time, after discussing with Lu Jiu, Shen Qian still prepared a season. The bundle of repairs and a jar of sorghum wine weighing two kilograms.

Mr. Zheng's eyes brightened significantly when he saw him taking out a wine jar.

Shen Qian smiled and pushed the wine jar closer to the middle door of the lower table, "The student brewed some sorghum wine at home. I hope you don't dislike it, sir."

"Your sorghum wine, even the county magistrate couldn't help but praise it after drinking it."

Mr. Zheng said.

Shen Qian: "Sir, do you know about my sorghum wine?"

"Know,"

Mr. Zheng nodded, "When Mingshan came to see me a few days ago, he brought me a pot."

Not only did he bring him wine, but he also told him about Shen Qian's situation. After being exiled, he regained the qualifications for the imperial examination. There were still people in the capital who could speak in front of the Holy Emperor, and he gave him three boxes of books and documents. Mo Lai, he knows all these things.

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