He Shen

Shanbao tidied up the house and bought Hongyan, a maid who could cook. Normally, the two brothers went to school, and Hongyan was left to look after the house.

In fact, there are not many people in the official school of Xian'an Palace, only 110 in total.However, this is a standard school for the children of high-ranking cadres. Except for the descendants of high-ranking officials and dignitaries, they are also the nephews of important officials in the court. It is called a rich or noble.

Among this group of dandies, Shanbao who has no father is really not very conspicuous.

Who thinks highly of him.

Among the aristocrats, like the children who were not selected for the study, these princes and beile sons all sent their sons to Sai Xian'an Palace, which was also in the Forbidden City anyway.

Among the officials, your father's official position must be at least the second rank, and you are qualified.

Alas, even if Shanbao's biological father, Changbao, was alive, he would still be a poor and lower-middle peasant among the noble children of Xian'an Palace.

What's more, his short-lived father is already dead.

Shanbao has an uncle, Niu Hulu Junbao, but Junbao is far away in Yunnan, and there is no return date.

Although Shanbao changed his job, he was still very serious about his schooling. The teachers of Xian'an Palace's official school were all from Shuji family backgrounds, and there was also a Manchu master Sa Lan who specialized in teaching riding and archery.

In Shanbao's view, this kind of opportunity is too rare. A ready-made master of Chinese studies teaches in person. If he doesn't learn some 24 history, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, he will be sorry for God for letting him wear it for a while.

But what makes Shanbao most happy is that not only is there no tuition fee for going to school, but there is also two taels of silver every month, plus five cents for meat and vegetables, and five stones and three buckets of rice every season.

Basically, except for some extra expenses on books, he and Fu Bao had enough money in school to eat.

The only downside is that going to school is hard now, and I only have one day off every ten days.

The yard of Shanbao’s house is not small. Of course, horse racing is not possible. There is still room for two targets. The two brothers practice archery with a carved bow.

Fukang'an came early in the morning, and the guard office was not busy. There was a shift every two days, and there was plenty of time. He heard that Shanbao was the first in the Xian'an Palace Exam in November, so he just used the excuse to come to give Shanbao is overjoyed.

Jiao Shanbao said, this No. 1 is not difficult to get, of course the teaching conditions of Xian'an Palace are first-class and first-class, but there must be someone to listen to the teacher.

If the teaching is not strict, the teacher is lazy.

But this Xian'an Palace teacher, in addition to being able to show the prestige of a strict teacher to a person like Shanbao who has no background, other identities such as the father is the prince Baylor Zhongtang, do you dare to try it?Your old birthday star hanged himself, isn't he tired of living?

Therefore, the No.1 of Xian'an Palace does not have a high gold content.

But Fukang'an felt that he had good eyesight. Jia Shanbao didn't delay his studies after resting at home for a month... Fukang'an was very favored by Qianlong, and of course he knew Qianlong. Qianlong liked elegant and talented people, especially this one. If people are full...

But Shanbao's riding and shooting needs to be strengthened.

"What's the fun in facing a dead target like this?" Fukang'an said while holding Shanbao's hand to correct his posture, "Next time you rest, I'll take you to Zhuangzi to ride a horse and shoot rabbits. Is it interesting to practice a live target? "

Shanbao had practiced all morning, his arms were so sore, he simply hung the bow and arrow on the tree, took the towel at hand and wiped the hot sweat from his forehead, and said to Fubao, "Fubao, if you are tired, practice again later. It’s not something that can be done in a day.”

Fu Bao packed up his bow and arrows, and called out, "Brother Fu." Then he asked Shan Bao, "Brother, don't you say we're going to pick persimmons today? I'll pick them right away."

"Don't worry, take a break first, I just sweated all over, I can't choke on the wind." Turning my eyes and looking at Fukang'an, you came to my house for breakfast early in the morning, smiled, "All come in Come on, have a cup of tea."

The girl at home, Hongyan, was making breakfast, and they went to the small hall connected to the bedroom. Fubao pleaded guilty and went in to change clothes, but Shanbao was still dressed in a short shirt, with an inch-wide black belt stretching out. Holding the slender waist made Fukang'an linger, "Shanbao, have you eaten the supplements I gave you last time? See why you haven't grown any meat."

"Eat it. Although I haven't gained any flesh, do you think I'm taller?" Shanbao's lips curled up, and he was very happy to pour tea from the tin can, brew it with boiling water, turned around and stood in front of Fukan'an, smiling Pulled up a chair covered with cotton cushions and sat down, "I didn't think before that clothes could be seen. Besides, men grow tall first and then gain flesh. It's not bad to be thinner."

"You haven't had breakfast yet?"

Fukang An smiled, "It's hard for you to have a free day, and I didn't send you a post in advance. I'm afraid you have something to go out, so why don't I come here for nothing?"

Shanbao bowed his head and poured the tea, cupped it with both hands, and handed a cup to Fukang'an, "Thank you for remembering. The tea is not good, so don't be disgusted."

Fukang'an glanced down at the little white hand that was three points whiter than the teacup, and quickly took it, "Shanbao is still as polite." He sipped lightly.The slightly astringent tea swirled around in his mouth, and Fukang'an swallowed it without changing his face, secretly planning to send some good tea to Shanbao'er next time.

"I heard from Fubao that you used to ignore me except for asking me to write articles for you. I was worried about it. How dare you be rude." Shanbao took a sip of tea, saw Fukang'an's face showing a slight embarrassment, and smiled. Said, "It was only later that I found out that you are quite a nice person. You came from a wealthy family. Although I have never been to your house, I have often heard people say it. It's not because I feel inferior, but I just feel that you come to my house. I can't give you good things to entertain you. I'm afraid you will be wronged."

Only then did Fukang'an feel relieved, "It's all your reason. If I dislike your place, I won't come here."

"By the way, I still have something to ask for your help." Shanbao glanced at Fukang'an and asked with a smile, "I wonder if it's convenient for you?"

"Let's hear it." Fukang'an's rules are ingrained in his bones. Even if he sits on the couch that Shanbao often uses, he still sits upright and behaves well. excellent.

Seeing that Fu Kang'an was quite cautious, he didn't agree with Uncle Chong immediately, thinking that this person was really different from the general dude who carried cages and sneaked birds, so he said warmly, "I want to ask Fu Bao to have a master who can teach boxing and kicking. You also know that although there are masters in the school, the teaching is actually limited. I think Fubao is good at martial arts. Didn’t you also say that you must be good at bow and horse? I think that you don’t need to learn a lot, you must be good at it. If Fubao will go to war in the future, it is not enough just to be proficient in bow and horse. My uncle and grandfather are not in Beijing, and my cousin’s family has no suitable master. The closest person is you. Guang, what do I want to ask you?"

close to...

Hearing these two words, Fukang'an agreed without hesitation, "You are right to find me. My family is a family of military generals. The eldest brother and the second brother both serve in the army. The right person It shouldn't be hard to find, just wait and hear."

Shanbao smiled, "Then I will trouble you." Seeing that Fubao came out in a long gown and padded robe, he ordered, "Fubao, Fukang'an told you to find a boxing master for you. Thank you, Third Brother Fu."

Fubao quickly bowed to Fukang'an to thank him.

After a while, Hongyan came to invite him to have breakfast.

The main courtyard is a row of five main rooms. Brother Shanbao lives in the easternmost one, followed by a small living room connected to it, next to the small living room is the study, and through the study is the dining room.

Most of these rooms are furnished with furniture bought by Shanbao at a woodware shop. On the walls are a few landscapes or flowers, birds and insects copied by Shanbao himself. The crystal clear and white daffodils blooming just right in the porcelain flower pots seem to have a lingering fragrance of flowers in the house.

Fu Kang'an felt that although this house could not be compared with his own, it was also elegant, so he declined and took the top seat.

The main food is rice.

Four dishes, braised mutton, braised carp, beef stewed with tomatoes, mushrooms and vegetables.

One cup of soup per person.

Fukang'an tasted a spoonful, and the taste was not bad, he said with a smile, "pigeon soup?"

"Well, it's due to your kindness." Shanbao gave Fubao a chopstick of mutton, and said with a smile, "The cages of pigeons you sent were all pretty good. They are decent young pigeons with fresh and tender meat. Both Fu Bao and Fu Bao thought it was delicious."

Fukang'an suddenly felt that the soup was clogging his throat...

When He Shanbao bought birds last time, the shopkeeper of Wutongxuan deliberately flattered Fukan'an after learning of Fukan'an's identity. The police sent all of them to Shanbao.

Fukang'an was thinking that Shanbao's house is spacious, but there are few people. Raising a few cages of pigeons will also add some vitality. Besides, pigeons are notoriously easy to raise, and they don't bother to delay homework...

I don't want to... Fukang'an looked down at the pigeon soup with mushrooms floating in it, and he finally admitted that he still didn't know Shanbao very well.

In fact, Shanbao only has an elegant face. In fact, every night he calculates the money that smells like copper. On the edge of the knife, what kind of bullshit pigeons, I have to spend money to buy food to feed them, so I simply stewed two pigeon soup a day, all stewed.

Fukang'an is quite lucky, so he caught up.

Fukangan stirred the brass long-handled spoon in his hand, and felt that the pigeon soup tasted a bit wrong.

As the emperor, even if he farts, he hopes someone will catch him.

Fukang'an wanted to send something by himself, but he didn't take good care of it, so he stewed it. In his heart... it was a bit uncomfortable... and then he made a series of associations caused by pigeon soup...

Does Shanbao not take me seriously...

Is Shanbao flattering me superficially...

Shanbao...

Shanbao put the carp with the chopsticks in the bowl of Fukang'an, "Taste how it tastes, eat nutritiously in the morning, don't be silly. If you feel good, I will cook it for you next time." .”

Fukang'an saw that the fish tail was half pulled, Shanbao smiled, "Didn't you say last time that the meat on the fish tail is the most delicious, I'll eat it for you."

Jiaji head, Spanish mackerel tail, saury belly, oolitic mouth.

Fukang'an is a fastidious person, but when he saw Shang Shanbao's smiling eyes, he could only be moved a bit. It is estimated that Shanbao didn't understand these things.Also, Shanbao only listened to half of what he said...

"Fukan'an, you are welcome, eat more."

After breakfast, Shanbao called Fubao and Xiaoxizi to carry the ladder and pick persimmons.

"Fubao, be careful! Hold the persimmon tree tightly with one hand, and don't pick the ones that are farther away...Xiao Xizi, hold it steady..."

Shanbao raised his neck and kept his eyes on Fubao. Hongyan picked up the hard persimmons that Fubao dropped into the basket on the ground.

"Red Goose, pick a basket and get out."

"Fukan'an, take a basket home and eat later."

"Aren't you making persimmons?" Fukang'an stood beside Shanbao with his hands behind his back.

"It's okay, there are a lot of them anyway, my persimmon tree is very sweet. This persimmon tree was planted by my great-grandfather when my great-grandfather was born... Oh, Fubao, be careful, don't pick that branch, it's too far away ..."

Shanbao really loves Fubao, but he doesn't want Fubao to pick any persimmons on the thinner branches that are farther away. When Fubao comes down, there are still half a tree of persimmons left.

"Get tired, take a rest." Shanbao grabbed Fubao and dusted Fubao with a feather duster.

"Brother, there are still those left."

"It's okay, just save it for the sparrows in winter. Don't take the risk of picking it, what if the tree is not strong and falls down." Now there is no insurance company to pay.

Fukang'an sighed, tipped his toes, and jumped onto the tree, his body as light as a swallow.

If there were no eyelids to block it, Shanbao would feel that his eyeballs would fall out of their sockets, my God, is this the legendary lightness kung fu?

"I often hear people say that Brother Fu's kung fu is good..." Fu Bao's face was full of excitement, and he babbled in Shanbao's ear, "Brother Fu was taught martial arts by the guards in the palace, brother, how clever you are... "

Well, this is very convenient if you climb over the wall in the middle of the night.Shanbao suddenly yelled, "Fukang'an, just find Fubao a master who can jump around like this."

In a quarter of an hour, Fukang'an picked all the persimmons in Shanbao's house, and Xiao Xizi and Hongyan carried the persimmons to the kitchen.

Fukang'an jumped back to the ground lightly, Fu Bao ran over and circled around Fukang'an, his little face was flushed, his admiration was beyond words, "Brother Fu, you are really good at light kung fu, how long do you practice to do this?" The one who climbed the house and the tree?"

"You should start learning at the age of five." Fukang'an stretched out his arms, and stood in front of Shanbao, looking proud, "Give me a dust, and I didn't bring any clothes, so I had to make do with it."