Soon, all the things needed for ancestor worship were prepared.

Under the leadership of Grandma Su, the family kowtowed and prayed in front of the ancestor's memorial tablet, thanking the ancestor for blessing Qiu Wuhen finally entered the Yamen. Although he has not even touched the official side, at least he has seen the road leading to the official road.

Yes, there is always hope, and it is also a good start. Why don’t you thank your ancestors?

Qiu Wuhen and his wife Su Jinsong knelt behind Grandma Su, side by side with Grandma Su. This was arranged by Grandma Su.

Because in their hearts, Qiu Wuhen is the future father-in-law, and they must ensure that he has sufficient status in the family, so the family has no objection to this arrangement, and they will not think that he is inferior just because he is the son-in-law.

It is the hope of the Su family, and now it is the only life support for the eight women in the Su family.

After paying homage to the ancestors, the dishes were placed on the table and the family gathered around to start eating. A jar of water and wine was also bought as a celebration.

Grandma Su shouted happily: "Sifting the wine!"

In the past, Qiu Wuhen could only see such words and phrases when reading ancient novels such as Water Margin. Now that he hears them with his own ears, he can't help but sigh with emotion.

Seeing that the third aunt agreed immediately, she sifted a pot of wine seriously, and then she realized that sifting the wine was indeed using a sieve to filter the wine. Because the ancient wine brewing technology was not sophisticated enough, there were many impurities in the wine, and it was necessary to use a sieve to sift the wine.

You drink it afterward, hence the name.

Looking at the slightly yellow wine, the taste of the wine is not very strong, but Qiu Wuhen is still very happy.

Grandma Su said: "Come on, let's all drink to Mr. Prime Minister and wish him a bright future!"

Qiu Wuhen quickly waved his hand and said: "No, no, I don't dare to take it seriously. We should first respect our ancestors for their good health and longevity, so that our family can live a good life."

Everyone nodded again, feeling that Qiu Wuhen's statement was right, and turned to Mrs. Su together.

Grandma Su looked at her grandson-in-law lovingly. She was very happy to have such a filial child. Even if she made money and became a scribe, she was still not arrogant or impetuous. So she nodded and said: "In that case, I will be shameless first."

Drink."

Everyone giggled and followed Qiu Wuhen in bowing and saluting, praying: "I wish the old lady a long life, blessings like the East China Sea, and longevity as long as the Southern Mountains."

Grandma Su drank all the wine with a smile, and Su Jinsong volunteered to be the wine commander to pour wine for everyone. After pouring the wine, everyone held the wine to toast Qiu Wuhen, and followed the old lady to wish the husband a bright future and good fortune.

Prime minister, first-class official residence, honorable ancestors.

Qiu Wuhen quickly nodded solemnly.

He thought that he could not be an official, but he could not tell. The medical gourd in his head could only treat patients, but he did not say that he wanted to be an official, but he would not say this. And throughout history, there are imperial doctors who directly

Do you want to become a high-ranking official? I really can’t think of it if I think about it carefully. Do I want to create history?

If a medical officer wants to become a general or a general, unless there is a special opportunity, he has to climb up step by step until his eyebrows and beard are all white, which is probably a thousand miles away.

Opportunities are something you can only come by, so being an official requires a person who has a prosperous official career and pays great attention to luck. I don’t know if I have such luck. But I can agree first. Anyway, Zhang Banxian is just fooling around.

Madam, please have fun.

According to Grandma Su's arrangement, Qiu Wuhen took Su Jinsong and his apprentice Niu Shuitan to the county town. They reported first, then rented a house, bringing only necessary daily necessities. After everything was safe, they came back to pick up the rest of them into the city.

After Niu Shuitan ran home the first day and told his father, Niu Shui Tu, the Niu Butcher was surprised and happy. He kept sighing that it seemed that he had made the right move. This Qiu Langzhong was really not simple. Now he is the county magistrate.

He personally issued an official document to recruit him as the clerk of the torture chamber. Think about it, who has such a big face? This is enough to prove that his son is not an ordinary master and his future will be unlimited.

He asked his son to become his teacher, so he was very discerning. His son would always succeed, and he might even be able to gain fame by passing the imperial examination.

The cow butcher was overjoyed and patted his son's round head in the water tank: "When your father and I were studying in a private school, our teachers praised us for being smart. Unfortunately, we didn't have the money to continue studying. Alas, my biggest regret in studying at that time was that he failed to obtain any honors.

If you become a scholar or something, it's up to you to fulfill this wish."

"Sir said you should do your own thing!"

"⊙▂⊙?..."

Early the next morning.

Qiu Wuhen and his wife, along with their apprentice Niu Shuigang and three others, went into the city to report, rent a house, and then send someone to invite Grandma Su and the others after they settled the rent.

The three of them set out early and arrived just as the city gate opened.

After entering the city, Qiu Wuhen was not in a hurry to report in. He planned to fill his stomach first so that he would be energetic before going to work, so he found a snack shop.

However, when Su Jinsong looked at the price, a bowl of noodles actually cost five cents. He couldn't help but feel heartbroken. He whispered to her husband: "I brought some cooking cakes with me. Let's eat cooking cakes. Can you eat the noodles alone?"

Qiu Wuhen said: "What's the point of eating it alone? If we want to eat it with three people, wouldn't it only cost fifteen cents?"

Su Jinsong's eyes widened and he said: "No, I have the final say about the money. I'm the boss and I'll make the decision. I'll give you a bowl of noodles. You have to save this money. If you fail the imperial examination, you won't have to rely on money."

Go to the Imperial College to study? If you can't become an official and spend your whole life as a scribe in the yamen, then you can't expect to honor your ancestors."

Qiu Wuhen was helpless. He knew that his wife was too obsessed with this matter and there was no need to discuss it. This was her bottom line.

She was focused on saving money for herself, just in case she failed to pass the imperial examination in the future, so that she could find a place for herself to enter the Imperial College and send herself to study there.

Because after studying in the Imperial College, one can directly be appointed as an official. Of course, one has to go through a number of examinations, which may not be less difficult than the imperial examination.

Moreover, there are so many people studying in the Imperial College, and only a small percentage of them can actually become officials. But with the percentage, there is always hope.

Qiu Wuhen had no choice but to shake his head helplessly and said, "Okay, in that case, let's all eat cooking cakes."

So, the three of them took the cooking cakes and ate them while walking towards the Yamen.

When I arrived at the yamen gate, I found many notices posted on the wall next to the yamen, including those for renting a house.

It turns out that remote small counties are different from the capital city and are more friendly to the people, so the people posted notices on the walls outside the county government offices and no one paid attention. Because the county government offices are in the center of the county, and people come and go, the walls of the government offices become

An information port has been established.

Of course, the official documents of the Yamen are specially posted on the screen wall inside. No other announcements are allowed there, only the Yamen's judgments, sea arrest documents and some important announcements, etc. can be posted.

The government office was now open, and people were coming in and out from time to time.

The two concierges took two bamboo chairs and sat at the door to bask in the sun. The sun was not very good today, but it was somewhat bright, and the sun was quite comfortable on the body.

The wall of the Yamen is sunken inward, just like a Chinese character. This plays a certain role in blocking the wind, so sitting here can bask in the sun while not being blown by the cold wind, which is more comfortable.

Qiu Wuhen asked his wife Su Jinsong and his apprentice Niu Shuigang to read the rental advertisements on the wall outside the yamen to see if there was any suitable house. He walked up with the official document and said to the two concierges basking in the sun: "

Sorry to bother you, I'm here to report, where should I report?"

The two of them looked up at him and saw that he was wearing a moon-white robe and looked like a scholar. He was holding an official document and said he was here to report. They immediately stood up and clasped their fists respectfully.

He said: "May I ask where you are going to report, sir? Can you let me see your official documents?"

Qiu Wuhen hurriedly handed over the official document. After reading it, the porter smiled and said: "So you are the new clerk of the punishment room. I have already said hello to you and said that you will come to report in the next two days. You only came down yesterday."

Dewen, you are here today. I will take you there."
Chapter completed!