"This is not called a clock, it's called a watch." Zhao Ruxi said. She didn't dare to give anyone a clock.

She added: "Because it can be placed in your arms and carried anywhere, it is also called a pocket watch."

The clock can cut several stalks of leeks, and the watch can also do it.

It is not easy to make a mechanical thing very precise. Under limited conditions, they want to make the pocket watch smaller, which requires more time and energy, and the cost goes up.

So for this first generation pocket watch, they simply made it bigger. The second generation pocket watch can be smaller and more beautiful.

However, although this pocket watch is larger, it is still relatively flat. If you wear thick clothes in winter and carry it in your arms, it will be fine.

Although Peng Guoan looked serious, he also had a childish side. After hearing this, he immediately closed the cover of his pocket watch and put it in his arms.

In the summer, my clothes are thin, so even if my pocket watch is small, I can still see it. Let alone this big one. When I put it in my arms, it looks like a round shape.

When Zhao Ruxi took the pocket watch home, she gave one to Zhao Yuanxun. Zhao Yuanxun also did this and was laughed at by Zhu.

At this time, when she saw Peng Guoan's action, she was not surprised, and the expression on her face did not change.

On the other hand, the maids and servants in the room couldn't help but bow their heads and hold back their laughter.

Peng Guoan didn't know it, so he took out the pocket watch from his pocket, opened it and looked at it, and couldn't put it down.

Zhao Ruxi really touched his heart.

Others can look at the shadow of the sun and estimate the time to do things, but he cannot.

He is a minister of the Imperial College. The Imperial College needs accurate time during class and after class. It is really inconvenient not to have something that can be carried around to tell the time. It would be much more convenient if there was this pocket watch.

He looked at the watch in his hand, hesitated for a while, then put it back into the small box and handed the box back to Zhao Ruxi: "This thing is too valuable, you should take it back."

Zhao Ruxi didn't answer: "It's not expensive. This junior asked someone to bring it back from the south of the Yangtze River. I think I will have one soon when I come to the capital. I also got one for my master and one for my father. Uncle Peng, you usually come here You have to know the time when get out of class is over. This is what you need most, so don’t be polite to the juniors."

"You not only spent your free time teaching me, but also arranged for so many gentlemen to teach me. I am grateful from the bottom of my heart. This cannot be measured by money. How many people come to you with gold in their hands to beg you, but you may not be able to

Just ignore them."

These words made Peng Guoan very happy.

He and the great scholars from the Imperial College really can't be hired with money. They are aloof. If they like you, they will give you advice without giving them a penny; if they don't like you, you will give them a mountain of gold and silver.

, please don’t touch them either.

He thought for a while, nodded and said: "Since it is your thoughtful consideration and it is of use to me, I will accept it."

He has been a priest of the Imperial Academy for so many years, and his apprentices and students are all young and old. He has many good inkstones and many good inks.

He made up his mind to give Zhao Ruxi a good inkstone and some pieces of good ink as a gift in order to wish Zhao Ruxi a good ranking in the provincial examination when the last class was held. Good inkstones and good ink are not cheap, and their values ​​are quite different.

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Next, Zhao Ruxi worked hard between the exhibition hall and the Peng family, taking classes with these great scholars.

Because the Peng family originally sent someone to propose marriage, she was worried that it would be inconvenient for her to go to the Peng family.

If the Peng family didn't give up, every time she went to class, the marriageable Peng family would run into her on the road from time to time, or simply come to see Peng Guoan on an excuse, and she would definitely feel very uncomfortable.

But the Peng family's character is really good, and such a thing did not happen.

In terms of time, Peng Guoan originally arranged a very loose class schedule for her, and she had a lot of free time in addition to classes. But the scholars added classes one by one, and her time was fully booked. This is still six,

The hottest weather in July made Ms. Zhu extremely distressed.

"You also said that you don't like being an official, and your family doesn't need you to take the imperial examination to honor your ancestors. Why do you think you work so hard?"

Zhao Ruxi was helpless.

She doesn't want to either.

Although she is a top academic in modern times, she has always known that there are mountains outside the mountains and there are people outside the people. I think she was not the top scorer in the college entrance examination back then, she was only the third in science in their province.

In ancient times, it was tiring enough to make money, rack up points, and change the fate of cannon fodder. She planned to do whatever she wanted in the imperial examination and just pass it. It was also an explanation to Mrs. Cui and an excuse to go to Jiangnan. She had no ambitions.

Go and fight to be the top pick, the second pick, the top pick, or the best.

But the great scholars were so dedicated. If she did poorly in the exam, wouldn't it be a disgrace to the great scholars? She couldn't even think about muddling through.

Nowadays, she has to go to class during the day, and review, preview, and write articles at night, so as not to be unable to answer the questions asked by the masters the next day, or to hand in her homework. She is suffering from a head-hanging beam and a cone pricking her buttocks, which is really going to kill her.

Didn't you see that the dark circles under her eyes are about to appear? Wow.

But she couldn't say these words yet. If she did, it would be pretentious.

When Xu Chongwen and Zhao Jingan learned that she had won the "favor" of the Imperial Confucian scholars, they went to open a small stove every day, with envious and jealous eyes, tut...

Forget it, I won’t say it anymore. If I say too much, I will shed tears.

Madam Zhu also knew about this situation. Seeing her daughter's face full of grief and anger, she couldn't bear it. She changed the subject and said, "It will be you and Ji Li in a while. What are you going to do? Should we have a banquet? If there is a banquet, you

You need to ask for a few days off from the ladies. Making jewelry, making clothes, and attending banquets are all things you have to do in person, and I can't do it for you."

"No, don't." Zhao Ruxi refused directly.

She had a headache when she heard what Zhu said. Isn't it too troublesome? She was most afraid of socializing.

It will cost a lot of money to host a banquet. Although she is not short of money now, it is really not worth spending this kind of money. After spending so much energy on it, people will not necessarily accept your favor, but will be picky.

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In addition, maybe she has watched too many house fighting dramas, but does she know that this kind of banquet is the best occasion to cause trouble. Not to mention the effort, it is necessary to spend money, provide a place for others to cause trouble, and then have to clean up the mess. Why bother?

Come?

"I can't do it." Zhu said sternly, "Which noble lady in the capital wouldn't do a hairpin ceremony? If you don't do it, others will think that I don't care about you."

"Mom, don't fool me." Zhao Ruxi said with a clear face, "The wedding ceremony is just an announcement to outsiders that my daughter has grown up and can be sold... Oh no, she can get married. Come and have a look.

If you like it, take it home."

As she said this, she rolled her eyes.
Chapter completed!