C10 (2/2)
After figuring out the biggest knot in his heart, Zhu Yisu's mood relaxed. At least he won't lose his face because of the gift. Thinking for a moment, Zhu Yisu instructed: ”Since you want to give me a book, I need to use the highest quality paper. ”Don't think it's too expensive. Go to the capital tomorrow and buy five pieces of the best bamboo paper.”
About 3 taels of silver for expenses, 5 blades of ordinary white paper is also about 90 taels of silver. But this is a book for giving away, the quality of the paper must be good.
Zhu Yisu had confidence in his son's words, and his words could be passed down. Although they were filled with killing intent, they were written at a tender age of ten.
Second Elder Brother Zhu's first benefit from the inexplicable appearance of radio gymnastics was his high control over his body. Practicing the calligraphy and zither was all about training his muscle and nerve memory, and only after a long time could he become proficient. And now, he could unwittingly write the word with high spirits while focusing on calligraphy.
The biggest crisis in the family was solved. Zhao Qi recalled what Second Elder Brother Zhu said today when he was changing his clothes and recounted a few things. He cupped his fists and congratulated him. ”It seems that second brother will be able to get Wang Jue sooner or later.”
”Don't praise him bad. Rest early today. Remember to buy paper early tomorrow.”
After getting rid of Zhao Qi, Zhu Yisu waited for Zhao Qi to return home and turn out the lights before going out. He planned to visit his son and let him rest early so that he could write tomorrow.
He just punished his son, but if he's canceled in front of Zhao Qi, he won't be able to show any face. He waited until Zhao Qi turned off the lights before leaving.
He didn't expect that the lights on his son's house would go out the moment he stepped out of the main door.
It was truly strange that he could not finish writing five words in less than an hour. Zhu Yisu saw his son turned off the lights and returned to the main house.
He didn't know that in this small courtyard, there was a secret service of the Ming Dynasty scout at the top of the main house.
As an example to the clan, the Emperor had the intention to help him up. How could he not send people to keep an eye on him?
Today's conversation between Liu Shimin and the rest, as well as the conversation between father and son and their master and their servants, had already been recorded by the secret service of the Ming Dynasty on the roof.
It might be sent to Emperor Wanli after a layer of screening.
In the 48 years of Emperor Wanli's reign, the clan had expanded from a little over 10 thousand years ago to over 100,000 people. One could imagine how much financial pressure the clan had brought to the throne.
Therefore, the late Wan Li School opened its doors, but few people responded to it.
These 100,000 families were still registered, as well as a large number of ancestors that had committed crimes and were impeached as commoners. This group of people did not give an ultimatum. No matter what, they were from First Emperor Gao's bloodline, and no matter how poor the local magistrate court was, they still had to give them a few tons of rice each month to ensure their survival.
Normally, even the lowest level State Dedicating Lieutenant would be able to take a concubine as a wife, but in order to keep the younger generation of the clan, their Imperial Clan Court had been compressed to the point of being a concubine, let alone a general or a first rank officer.
Of course, he could also take in a concubine without permission. Then, his son and daughter would be completely black.
The sky was bright, and Lee Family's family drove the ox cart to the fields to harvest the last of the wheat fields. There weren't many left, so only the two of them went. Lee Yuvniang, on the other hand, remained in the mansion, feeling a little lonely.
Lee Yuvniang looked at her sister and asked, ”Sister A, do you think Second Brother will come today?”
”If I'm not sure, Zhu husband will be dubbed as one of the thousands of families under the Son of Heaven's Mandate. If it's an older sister, I wouldn't want my son to lose face. ”
At this time, Zhao Qi drove the ox-cart to Daizhou Region City to buy paper. Zhu Yisu pushed open his son's door, first went to the desk to take a look, then shook his head with a smile, and cursed: ”Little Slick.”
On the straw paper on the table, three large words were written: ”5”.
He really only slept after writing five words...
After washing his face and hearing how much he had to write today, Second Elder Brother Zhu's head felt like it was going to explode, and a bitter expression appeared on his face. Zhu Yisu told him the reason why he made the transcript, and the reason was still because he decided to take out the 1000 taels of silver.
What else could Second Elder Brother Zhu do? He could only grit his teeth and accept it.
As a university student who had survived the war of questions, Second Elder Brother Zhu was not afraid of copying or writing with calligraphy. Although in his previous life his girlfriend had studied calligraphy at an art school and practiced calligraphy for a period of time, how could writing with a soft, pointed brush be as comfortable and fast as writing with a hard brush?
Suddenly, Second Elder Brother Zhu thought of a guy who had bullied him before. He could not help but pat his chest and say, ”Father, don't worry. Erlang will go and make some preparations. It will be completed by tonight.”
Then, without asking Zhu Yisu, he turned around and ran to the side room. He picked up the box given to him by the squire nearby, tore off the red paper slip on the box, and ran to the village with two gift boxes.