kvmb Chapter 11 Qiu Rongmu, who secretly altered her major and couldn't find a job after graduation.
Chapter 11 Qiu Rongmu, who secretly altered her major and couldn't find a job after graduation.
On the dusty, muddy path, pedestrians and oxcarts and horse-drawn carriages came and went in an endless stream. People shouted loudly, and the sounds of bargaining arose everywhere, creating a lively and bustling scene.
The barking of dogs rose and fell, with the young man's fierce dog following closely behind, running alongside him all the way.
That year, he had a handsome face, a prominent nose, and was panting heavily as he moved through the crowd with lightning speed.
Nearby, scholars were engrossed in reading in the bustling city, people were dancing with their waists swaying in the breeze, and others were playing jumping games in the street.
A neatly dressed courier, wearing an official hat and carrying a mailbag, approached the boy and bowed respectfully, saying:
"Good morning, young master!" After saying this, he handed over a letter. The young man gave a slight bow, accepted the letter, and headed straight for his own residence without stopping.
As I approached my front door, a middle-aged woman, around forty years old, passed by. She happened to meet me and, seeing my appearance, smiled and said:
"Good morning, young master! Haven't you found a job yet?" With that, he hurriedly left.
The young man gently pushed the wooden door, and the latch creaked.
The accompanying fierce dog, Brown Fur, rushed ahead and pounced into the house, following him deep into the courtyard.
The young man eagerly tore open the envelope, unfolded the letter, and began to read. His shoulders were still heaving, and his heart was pounding like a drum.
The letter was brief, but after reading it, he looked up and sighed deeply. The knot in his chest seemed to be released in an instant. He breathed a sigh of relief, and his heartbeat gradually returned to calm.
He walked to the well, drew out the cool well water, and filled a basin with it.
The young man bent down, immersing his handsome face in the water, his skin glowing slightly, water droplets flicking off his nose.
He stood tall and straight, his hands stroking his delicate face, his eyes revealing wisdom, like a refined gentleman.
Sweat mingled with the spring water as it slid down, making him appear even more radiant and drawing attention.
Suddenly, I heard my father's voice: "My child has returned? Go and have breakfast."
The boy wiped the water off his face with his hands, grabbed a towel and patted it dry.
The mother walked over slowly and sighed, "Our family has spent a lot of money to help you with the imperial examinations." Her tone seemed worried.
Before the boy could answer, his sister was already busy by the stove, stirring the white porridge in the pot while muttering, "Who still raises livestock and farms these days? Everyone's coming to the capital to become officials or do business. No matter how much you farm, there's no future." She handed the boy a cup of hot goat's milk, her eyes filled with pity and a hint of admonition.
The father comforted him, saying, "Don't worry, my son, there will always be opportunities for you to find a job." He sat upright at the wooden table, his tone filled with expectation and determination.
The older sister turned to look at her father and couldn't help but ask, "What if not? Without passing the imperial examination, there's no other way." Her words carried a hint of anxiety.
Suddenly, there was a rapid knocking at the door. The boy was about to get up to greet them, but his father pressed his shoulder down, gesturing for him to sit down, and said, "My son, have breakfast first." The boy lowered his head obediently and sat back down.
His older sister whispered from the side, "Father has already asked someone to take care of things for you, don't worry." Her gaze seemed to be trying to soothe his inner turmoil.
However, the boy raised his head and said firmly in a loud voice: I don't want to do those jobs that involve selling goods and talking a good game! I want to learn practical skills!
Hearing this, the older sister snorted heavily, her brows furrowing: "You should be grateful! So many people are lining up on the street asking for work, and it's your good fortune that your father found a way. A woman like me, even if I wanted to go out and make a living, I couldn't show my face in public." A hint of helplessness flashed in her eyes, but more than anything, she was worried about her younger brother.
His mother, seeing his strong aversion to doing business, launched into a tirade: "You saw the dust flying everywhere when you came back from your run with the dog! People were lining up to find work, and there were so many unemployed people it was like a temple fair! Even giving gifts doesn't work anymore, and you're still being so picky. You're really making my heart pound like a hornet's nest!"
Smoke curled up from the chimneys of the courtyard house, and the morning light shone through the eaves onto the faces of the young man and the chubby little girl in his arms.
That's right. In 670, this Xiao Jiu was still Xiao Si Zi. Now, with so many people and eyes in the palace, the fake eunuch (the funny story about the fake eunuch is around chapter 70) could no longer continue and was arranged to leave the palace!
Moreover, the reason for choosing this little wolf king, Qiu Rongmu, again is not only because this family is incredibly interesting, but also because this family is a bug in the historical timeline!! What's going on??
Shh, seriously, let's continue listening to the everyday stories of Qiu Rongmu, the young man who secretly changed his major and can't find a job after graduation. Let's see what good ideas they have to solve his employment problem.