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About thirty miles north of Jiangjunzhai, there is a village called Tianjiashizi. Google search reading

Tian Xiao'e's home is here.

Arriving at Jiangjunzhai, it is actually not far from the provincial capital. It is about a hundred miles away, but the road was covered with snow before, making it difficult to walk. Now the snow on the official road has been almost cleared, and if you walk faster, you can reach the provincial capital in one day.

And Bai Gui was halfway on the road, and he planned to say goodbye to the caravan.

First, he was now with Tian Xiao'e, even if Tian Xiucai didn't value his daughter much and pushed into the fire pit, but no matter what, he had to go to Tianjiashizi to tell Tian Xiucai. Second, it was not easy for him to show up in the city with the caravan. After all, the caravan had business with the Wu Mansion, and the Wu Mansion would definitely know if he entered the city, so it would take some time...

Besides, he had to pay attention to Wu Huaixian's marriage, so it was not good to disturb the Wu Mansion too early.

"Mr. Bai, let's make an appointment to meet in the provincial capital in three days..."

"I will give you a banquet at Chang'an Restaurant to thank you then."

"I hope Mr. Bai will not refuse."

The manager of the caravan pulled the reins, and the horse under his crotch neighed a few times, then he bowed and said to Bai Gui who also stopped his horse.

Bai Gui said goodbye.

He had to come to see him off for a while.

He came to see him off.

"Manager Zhang is too polite, I will definitely attend the banquet in three days."

Bai Gui smiled.

The manager of the caravan smiled, and then shouted to the coachman of the carriage: "Er Shuanzi, remember to take good care of Mr. Bai, and pay attention to any instructions you have."

Er Shuanzi was the coachman of the caravan, specializing in driving the carriage.

He was sitting on the shaft of the carriage, muffled his voice, and promised.

Manager Zhang then patted the horse, rode away, and went to catch up with the caravan again.

Bai Gui rode a horse and took Tian Xiao'e's carriage, hurrying along until it was almost dark, and finally followed Tian Xiao'e's memory and arrived at Tian's house.

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Tian's alley.

The door of Tian Xiucai's house.

It was not difficult to find out where Tian Xiucai lived. Scholars were still very rare, and a village might not produce a scholar in a hundred years. Bai Gui randomly found an idle person to ask, and then rode a horse to this place.

This time, asking for the residence was different from asking for directions in the Normal School in the provincial capital a few years ago.

Looking at his clothes and riding a horse, most people would not dare to give random directions, as they could not afford to offend him.

"Xiao'e, what are you doing?"

Tian Xiao'e got off the carriage and asked her to knock on the door. After knocking on the door, a middle-aged woman came out. She was wearing a cloth skirt and a hairpin, and looked very haggard. She should have been spinning just now, and there were traces of spinning left in her hands when she threw the shuttle.

"Mother, this is Mr. Bai, the Mr. Sanyuan four years ago, who returned from studying in Japan."

"He wants me, and bought me from Mr. Guo..."

She hugged the scholar's wife's arm and smiled lightly,

"What?"

"Mr. Bai bought you."

Mrs. Xiucai had guessed that seeing this man on a white horse coming back with her daughter, there must be a secret that cannot be concealed. However, even if she expected this, she did not expect that Bai Gui was a scholar who returned from studying in Japan.

She could not help but look happy.

Although she finally agreed to marry Tian Xiao'e to Mr. Guo as a concubine, as a mother, she still felt sorry for her daughter. Now that she can be bought by a young and knowledgeable person, it is naturally a good thing, not to mention that those who can study abroad will definitely not lack money, and they will be very happy to climb up the social ladder.

"Let's go in, let's go in together."

Mrs. Xiucai said hurriedly.

When she walked in, she met Tian Xiucai, who looked like a pedant. His scholar's robe was washed white with several patches, and he had a goatee and a long braid at the back that had not been cut off.

"What's the noise at the door?"

Tian Xiucai's house was narrow, with only a few tiled houses. The farm was nice, but it was only nice, and it was hard to compare with the rich man's house. So he could only see Tian Xiao'e who had just stepped into the door, so he frowned and asked.

It was common for married wives to go home to visit their relatives. But married concubines and sold maids were basically not allowed to go out alone, unless the master gave permission, then they could go home to visit their relatives.

The scholar's wife told Tian Xiucai what Tian Xiao'e had just said again.

"It's Bai's friend, Bai's friend is visiting my humble home, I am sorry for not welcoming you, sorry for not welcoming you..."

Tian Xiucai put on a smile and greeted him.

Scholars call each other "friends", so it was in accordance with etiquette for him to call Bai Gui Bai's friend.

After all, he was different from Mr. Guo. Mr. Guo was a military candidate, so he called Bai Gui Mr. Bai. He and Bai Gui were both from the same family of scholars, so it was more appropriate to call him friend.

"Friend Tian..."

Bai Gui looked a little strange.

He knew that scholars could address each other respectfully. But he went abroad to study not long after he passed the imperial examination. Even when he was in the provincial capital, he met close elders, and he could not call them friends. After returning to China, Xunqing was gone, and the scholar was just an identity for him. There was really no one who called him friend...

Tian Xiucai was the first person to call him Bai Friend.

In addition..., although he didn't touch Tian Xiao'e much, in terms of identity..., that's right, concubines, even if they were the parents of concubines, he didn't have to call them honorifics, and it was common sense to treat them equally.

"Friend Bai, please come in."

"I have long heard of your great name."

Tian Xiucai had heard of Bai Gui's fame a long time ago. There were only 600 or 700 scholars near the provincial capital. How could he not have heard of Bai Gui's reputation? Besides, the total number of people from Qin Province who went to study in Japan over the past decade did not exceed 50. It was even rarer for them to be sent abroad by the government and be scholars.

"It's nothing, don't be restrained, just come as you should..."

The strange look on Bai Gui's face flashed away, and then he said generously.

When he came to Tian's house, he thought of many scenarios of meeting Tian Xiucai, but he didn't expect this scenario to happen.

Tian Xiucai invited him to his study.

"This is my humble work just now. Please appreciate it, friend Bai."

He said, holding the manuscript.

"Eight-part essay?"

Bai Gui thought it was some kind of poem, but when he saw that it was written on the white paper, he frowned secretly.

There is nothing wrong with writing eight-part essays. Eight-part essays are just a form of essays. He has also practiced eight-part essays, so he would not deliberately belittle them. Besides, as long as he is familiar with eight-part essays, he will also be able to understand some poems. He will have practiced this aspect in middle school.

But at this moment, Tian Xiucai took out the eight-part essay manuscript and asked him to appreciate it, which seemed a bit stale.

After all, it was the first time they met, and talking about some poems could be a bit elegant.

However, this little thought only passed through his mind and he didn't say it out loud. He continued to read Tian Xiucai's manuscript.

"The article is above average!"

Bai Gui took a few glances,

This article is well written, with gorgeous words.

If the college entrance examination essays in the future can reach this level, it will definitely be full marks. Tian Xiucai still has the foundation.

But the content of the article is inevitably quite empty. It's not that there are fewer allusions, but the article needs to be in line with the times, and the whole article is empty.