"Where's the tutelage?" Song Jing asked.

Jing Jiu, who was kneeling on the ground, pinched the placket of his clothes tightly, and couldn't help but feel a little cramped.

"Ah Jiu, don't be nervous, you speak slowly." Jiang Mei saw that something was wrong with him, and comforted him again and again.

Jing Jiu looked up at Jiang Mei, very nervous.

"I ...... It's self-taught. After Jing Jiu said this, let alone Song Jing, even Jiang Mei was entangled in his heart. Can a self-taught student compare to those old fritters in the Translator's Office?

"Self-taught? Very nice, you are really great. After the exclamation, Jiang Mei didn't forget to give Jing Jiu a thumbs up.

She understood where the uneasiness in Jing Jiu's eyes came from, in such a place, the people sitting at the top were all people who were reused by the emperor of the court, and compared with their study experience, their self-taught talents were simply vulnerable.

"You are actually self-taught...... Jiang Mei pretended to be surprised, and said with remorse: "When I entered the palace purely, I didn't know a single big word...... But you see me now, aren't I doing a good job for the emperor? The Emperor is a man of sage, and will not deny your knowledge because of your origin. As the so-called heroes don't ask about the source, how can the emperor not know? ”

Hearing this, Xia Wushuang, who was originally going to drink tea, almost squirted out a mouthful of water.

Since she is a woman, how can she say that she ...... enter the palace?

seems to understand Jiang Mei's white lie to Jing Jiu, and at the same time, Jiang Mei has too high a status of Xia Zheng in Jing Jiu's heart without a trace.

This woman is simply an old fritter, with all kinds of ghost ideas, and a flamboyant tongue.

Xia Wushuang had a new definition of Jiang Mei, and then he coughed lightly, in order to hide his gaffe: "What Lord Jiang said is true, you don't have to feel inferior because of this. Since we're sitting here, we're all the same. ”

Jing Jiu raised his head, and his eyes were a little more confident: "Came here today...... Thank you very much...... Ginger...... Jiang Governor's intentions for the grass people. The grass people are clothed, and they have always been looked down upon like dogs......"

"It was Governor Jiang who let the grass people know their value, and it was Governor Jiang who brought the grass people here, so."

Jing Jiu seemed to have great courage and said: "The grass people are willing to contribute to the emperor, as long as the emperor needs it." ”

Jing Jiu's current appearance made Jiang Mei feel a little in a trance, thinking that he knelt in front of Song Jing like this at the beginning to receive the will, and now, after going around and around for so long, not only did he not get relief, but he was entangled more and more deeply by Xia Zheng.

Both physically and mentally are like this, although they are tired, they are willing to eat because of him.

Seeing the look on Song Jing's face, Jiang Mei knew that Jing Jiu's matter was almost settled.

"If you were to be taken from the lowest interpreter's mount, would you be willing? Will you dislike this official position as too lowly? ”

Song Jing touched the handle of the chair and asked slowly.

Jing Jiu shook his head firmly, and then smiled bitterly: "How come?" Accustomed to living a hard life, being able to eat and clothe warmly, the grass people feel that it is already a great gift. ”

"The grass people are not afraid of hardship, and if the grass people can come here, they feel that every qiē is worth it, and they will not be afraid anymore."

From now on, life and death are fateful, and wealth is in the sky.

Jing Jiu's determined look made Jiang Mei speechless for a long time, and she couldn't tell whether she had saved a country, maintained a history, or saved a teenager's dying beliefs and flesh and blood.