In the winter of the seventeenth year of Jiajing's reign, Shen Yanzhi was born in a small courtyard with two entrances in Nancheng.
My grandfather was an upright and honest official. He did not buy any land or build a luxurious house. He spent his entire salary in exchange for tens of thousands of books. Although his family was poor, he had books to accompany him and his character remained unchanged. My grandmother is gentle, my mother runs the house, and she has a servant and a servant, and her life is stable and orderly.
He grew up surrounded by the incense of ink and fireworks. He followed the motto of "being humble" and did not try to compare himself to others, nor was he impetuous.
From an ignorant child to a member of the Imperial Academy, from returning home to take the exam to being named on the gold medal list - others seek power and wealth when they become officials, but he only wants a book and an inkstone to live a clean life.
A life of peace and stability.
There are no earth-shattering achievements, no ups and downs in officialdom.
There is only a small courtyard, thousands of old books, and three generations guarding it.
It turns out that the most rare thing is never to be vigorous, but to live an ordinary life into a lifetime.
