Mr. Jia wandered in the garden, lonely, sad and gloomy.

He worked as a private school teacher in the Pingwang Mansion, and for 20 years, he relied on the restraint of the Li family students to make a living. In previous years, the "Letter of Recommendation" of Pingwangfu was written by him, and he earned an extra pen fee.

What a loss this year!

Pingwangfu's recommendation letter this year is out of his place. The second lady was born in the Xie family, who had a flourishing literary style, and she was a literary master herself.

She didn't put pen to paper, but actually invited Xie Lingyun, a young generation of Xie's gate valve and a famous poetry master in Jinling City, to personally write a "Letter of Recommendation".

In front of Xie Lingyun, a poet in Jinling City, how can he have the share of an old Confucian.

Ten taels of silver flew like this.

Ten taels of silver, you can buy a lot of pig's head meat, cloth clothes, washboards, and bring them back to her mother-in-law.

He wanted to make amends, so he hurried to find the little dusk marquis early in the morning, and he hoped that this gentleman could ask him to write for him. But Xiao Duhou, a literary incompetent person, didn't even ask him to ghostwrite, so he had to write it himself.

This year, I didn't catch anything.

What's the good of that?

Jia Sheng was worried, thinking about how to go back and explain to his mother-in-law.

He collected his mood, put his hands behind his back, and paced back to the private school of the palace.

A group of Li students from five or six years old to more than ten years old in the private school raised their necks one by one, waiting to be fed.

He was about to go to class.

Suddenly, I found that a stack of hemp paper on the table was missing.

This thing is very expensive, ten wen a piece, a small stack of more than 200 copper coins, Ping Wangfu will only buy one or twenty pieces a month for private schools.

He himself is usually reluctant to use it at all, and occasionally practices writing for the children of the Li family who have titles.

The students didn't dare to take it casually, they were all sent by him.

"Where's the hemp paper?"

Jia Sheng's face sank.

"Mr. Jia, Miss Zu'er took it."

"Yes, yes, we all saw it. She said that my uncle wanted to use hemp paper, and we didn't dare to stop it. ”

The young students shouted one after another.

Jia Sheng chuckled in his heart.

Little Dusk?

What are you doing with hemp paper?!

He suddenly thought that Xiao Duhou had just said that he was troubled and went to the thatched house in a remote corner of the bamboo forest in the palace.

He screamed badly, and hurried to find it.

The Li students in the private school were just teenagers who were curious and active, and when they saw the old gentleman's face change and ran out, they hurriedly followed curiously to see the excitement.

When Jia Sheng hurried to the toilet in the small bamboo forest, Xiao Duhou had already left, and only saw the ten pieces of hemp paper that were extremely desolate.

Mr. Jia was stunned for a moment, and his fingers were trembling.

The whole person was like thunder.

In his life, he never thought that such a precious hemp paper, he was reluctant to write, and it would be used by others to do such dirty things.

"You little faint marquis who thunders and thunders, you don't need a good toilet chip, you actually use the hemp paper used for private school teaching to wipe the filth! Insulting Sven, you Sven scum, my lifelong enemy of Confucianism! ... Damnation! ”

Jia trembled angrily, slapped his thigh, and howled.

This little dusk!

It has only been two days since he entered the Pingwang Mansion, and he brought the unhealthy atmosphere of the faint marquis mansion into the Pingwang Mansion.

What a great deal!

Finished!

He spent 20 years of painstaking efforts to educate the children of the Li family, but he was afraid that he would be ruined.

Jia craned his neck angrily, didn't take a breath, and suddenly fainted and fell into the bamboo forest and snow outside the thatched house.

"Oh, no, the old gentleman was by the little faint!"

A group of young Li disciples were following behind to see the excitement, and they suddenly shouted in shock, scurrying around, looking for adults for help.

"Help!"

Fortunately, there were many servants and guards in the palace, and soon a large group of people rushed over, pinched people, and woke up Mr. Jia.

Mr. Qian was shocked when he heard that Jia Sheng, who was in the private school, was so angry that he hurriedly came over to inquire about the situation.

"Mr. Jia, why are you so angry?!"

Jia Sheng woke up, sat on the ground and beat his chest, and cried, "I have lost my conscience, what a precious hemp paper, Xiao Duhou actually wiped it with paper."

According to the law of Da Chu, the old paper cannot be used in the thatched house, let alone the new hemp paper! How could the little dusk marquis be so violent and ruinous? Mr. Qian, you must talk to the second lady and take good control! ”

"It's... Please also ask Mr. Jia to have a lot, don't be like Xiao Duhou. This faint marquis has always been like this, and the second lady will definitely persuade the little faint marquis later, so that he must not be rude to Mr. in the future! ”

Mr. Qian was very embarrassed.

Although the little marquis is a son-in-law, he is also a serious little marquis, and the emperor did not cut his title.

Unless it is the prince, no one dares to care about the little dusk.

He didn't have the guts.

Second Lady... At most, the attitude of the elders is cold, and they can't really control and reprimand the little marquis.

Otherwise, with the gentlemanly nature of the little dusk marquis, he would have to make a big fuss.

If it makes a big fuss, others only say that Pingwangfu has a small belly and bullies the son-in-law, and Pingwangfu is not easy to behave.

"That's it! The palace can't control this little dusk... Please ask the general manager of Qian to tell the second lady that since he was a child, the marquis has entered the Pingwang Mansion, and the private school has been unable to live in peace. Jia will be angry with him sooner or later, and he can't stay any longer, so he can only resign from Mr. Private School! Leave! ”

Jia Sheng heard the embarrassment of Mr. Qian, and was very backbone, so he resigned from the post of Mr. Private School.

"Alas! Mr. Jia went back to dissipate his anger. ”

The general manager of Qian Da gave it up, but he didn't keep it.

The servants and attendants of the Pingwang Mansion were all whispering in shock, very shocked.

It has long been heard that the little dusk marquis is rampant in Jinling City, but they have never seen it.

Today, they saw with their own eyes that Xiao Duhou's combat power was so strong, and as soon as he made a move, the old gentleman of the private school who had been in the Pingwang Mansion for twenty years was stunned and ran away!

...

Chu Tianxiu returned to Yu Garden.

The bamboo slips newly purchased by the servants were finally delivered.

The news of Jia Sheng's resignation spread in the palace and reached Zu'er's ears.

Zu'er was shocked, and hurriedly came to tell Chu Tianxiu, "Uncle, it's not good!" ... Mr. Jia went to the small bamboo forest and was fainted. He woke up and said he was going to resign as a private school teacher! ”

"Yikes... Combat effectiveness is so weak? ”

Chu Tianxiu scratched his head and continued to write the "Self-recommendation Letter", a little weak-hearted.

I just used hemp paper in the thatched house, so Mr. Jia fainted, and angrily asked the second lady to resign, no longer serving as the private school of the palace.

It seems that I can't get the paper from the private school!

Chu Tianxiu spent a day finally finishing his "Self-Recommendation Book", and then sent someone to hand it over to the palace bus house, looking forward to the assessment presided over by the emperor.

There are still some times before the assessment of Laba, so wait for the news.

...

Next.

Jia Sheng came back to teach at a private school with a blue nose and swollen face, and he didn't mention yesterday's resignation at all. It's like yesterday's event didn't happen.

Chu Tianxiu walked out of the study to breathe, walked on the path of the palace, and couldn't help but be surprised when he saw Jia Sheng's shabby figure passing by again.

He said to Zu'er suspiciously, "This old Confucian left his job so arrogantly yesterday, why is he still cheeky to return to the palace today, he doesn't plan to resign?!" ”

Zu'er tilted her head, thought about it, and instantly understood, "It must be that there is no money to make trouble." The children of our royal private school have a high price and earn a lot of silver a month. Yesterday, Manager Qian didn't open his mouth to keep him, so he knew that he was angry for a while, and he would definitely be reluctant to leave and would come back by himself. ”

Chu Tianxiu nodded slightly, still wondering, "Why is his nose blue and his face swollen?" ”

If you faint in the snow, you won't have a blue nose and swollen face.

Although he is a little faint, he will not sleepwalk to beat an old scholar.

"Sure his mother-in-law beat it! His mother-in-law has more than 200 pounds, her arms are thicker than tree trunks, and she is fierce when she fights.

If you lose your job as a private school in the palace, where can Mr. go to earn more money? If his mother-in-law doesn't cut him, who will cut him? Could he not come obediently? ”

Zuer laughed.

"Alas, every family has a scripture that is difficult to read!"

Chu Tianxiu was deeply sympathetic.

For a moment, he was somewhat satisfied.

Although the county lord Li Yu is also proud like a little phoenix, she is graceful and graceful, as if she has no bones, at least she does not have a strong weight of 200 catties.

The maid in the warm house, Zu'er is cute and well-behaved.

Li Yu's other maid, Di'er, is also charming and moving, born with a fox beauty embryo.

In this way, he is quite blessed as the son-in-law of the Ping Wangfu.

Now that Mr. Jia has returned to private school, this turmoil is over.

Chu Tianxiu no longer thought about this matter.

His mind was back on paper.

There is no paper in the thatched house, this is the most urgent and severe test he faces, hurry up to solve it, and he can't delay it for a day.

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