"Second Brother Ni and Xingyan are here, sit by yourself."

Tongyi Fang entered the small courtyard, and in the main hall, seeing Ni Er and Lin Cheng coming, Jia Cong only raised his head to say hello, and continued to write.

Seeing this, Ni Er and Lin Cheng didn't dare to disturb, and the two quietly found a chair to sit down and wait.

Two years have passed, and it is obvious that many changes have taken place in both of them.

Ni Er, who used to have a bit of a mixed temperament, is now much calmer.

Now he is no longer a splashy Ni Er who relies on putting money in the gambling house to eat silver, but a big vegetable merchant with seventy or eighty people under his hands.

Relying on the fruit and vegetable cold cellar technology found by Jia Cong from the "ancient books", Ni Er purchased a large number of green fruits and vegetables in summer and autumn and stored them for sale in winter.

Although the main vegetable is cabbage and radish, there are also some tomatoes, purple eggplants, celery, spinach and other green and fresh vegetables.

Although the volume is small, it also greatly increases competitiveness.

Relying on these fist products, Ni Er made the vegetable business prosperous.

But he never made a fuss, and made a fortune in a muffled voice.

Lin Cheng continued to run his Shihan Hall.

After the fall of Shilang's Mansion, the Lin family's engulfed wealth was basically recovered.

His "world friend" Zhao Liangyi also ended up being stripped of his fame and enslaved by the armored people before being exiled to the Nine Border Army.

After the tempering of this matter, Lin Cheng changed his previous "silly and sweet" temperament, calmed down, and concentrated on taking care of the ancestral business.

He once wanted to give Shihantang to Jia Cong, but Jia Cong resolutely refused, and only asked him to train a group of people:

Mr. Storyteller.

Today, there are about twenty-seven or eight-eight storytellers under the name of Shihantang.

As a member of the lower ninth-rate, Mr. Storyteller has a low status, and if he has no heels, he will be blackmailed and bullied.

There is no one in ten who can get a good death.

To be blessed by Shihan Hall, it is natural to be overjoyed.

In the past two years, these storytellers have lengthened the short stories in Liaozhai, refined the plot background, and focused on ghosts and foxes.

It has attracted more and more people and audiences, and has gained a lot of fame.

Although he didn't make much money, Jia Cong was very satisfied.

In order to repay Jia Cong as much as possible, Lin Cheng also tried his best to cultivate.

And he himself is immersed in world affairs, and after several experiences, his temperament and temperament have also grown a lot.

After about half an hour, Ni Er and Lin Cheng saw that Jia Cong's pen was closed, raised their heads, and also got up busily.

Jia Cong cleaned his hands with a handkerchief and said, "Let Qiu San find you two, there is something to ask you two to help." ”

Ni Erden shouted and said, "Childe's words are embarrassing us, you can tell us something!" ”

Lin Cheng also smiled and agreed: "I'm afraid it's not big, not enough." ”

Jia Cong smiled, didn't say much greetings, and said today's events, straight to the point: "Cao Ziang, the champion of today's department, is our opponent and enemy!"

He targeted me in order to avenge Li Wende.

If I am defeated by him, I am afraid that you two will not escape his murder.

So, we can't leave him any respite and roll over.

In this matter, things must be done, and people will be trampled to death. ”

Hearing Jia Cong say this, Ni Er and Lin Cheng changed their faces when they came, and Ni Er gritted his teeth and said, "Son, just say, how to slaughter that beast!" ”

Jia Cong shook his head and said: "Doing this will be inferior, there is no impermeable wall in the world, sooner or later it will be exposed, so unless you have to, never have such thoughts."

The literati do not use a knife to kill people, but if they use a knife to kill, they will exalt him.

All we have to do is help him make a name for himself! ”

"Famous?"

The two were confused.

Jia Cong said with a smile: "Fame is the second life for scholars, especially officials. If you have a bad reputation, this life will be over, and life is better than death. ”

Lin Chengden understood, and said excitedly: "Childe, but use Mr. Storyteller to tell the good things about that champion everywhere?" ”

Jia Cong shook his head and said, "If you do that, it will be too traceful, and it will be easy to expose us." Now the court is not clean, and the water is too deep to trap us in. ”

"That ......"

Lin Cheng was confused, and he didn't know what the method was.

Jia Cong said: "Early tomorrow morning, let your storyteller dress up as a common man and follow the vegetable vendors under Second Brother Ni to various markets to buy vegetables."

Wherever it's lively, go there.

If you go to Chonghuafang to tell a story on weekdays, you can't go to Chonghuafang to buy vegetables, you have to go to Huaiyuanfang.

Those who tell stories in Yongpingfang on weekdays will go to Guiyifang tomorrow.

Try not to let the people recognize it.

Remember, it's the people who buy the groceries who tell interesting stories, and they have nothing to do with the greengrocers and storytellers.

I've just finished writing the story, and I'll go back and let the storytellers know it, and I'll leave early tomorrow morning. ”

Hearing Jia Cong's thoughtfulness, Ni Erlin Cheng and the others were all convinced.

Knowing that Jia Cong didn't like to be verbose, the two took the manuscript written by Jia Cong and went back to do errands.

"Hoo ......"

After sending the two away, Jia Cong exhaled softly and stood by the window.

I silently said in my heart: What can be done and what should be done has been done.

Next, it's up to us to see how things develop.

After all, it is up to people to make things happen, and it is up to heaven to make things happen......

But he sharpened his sword in two years, and accumulated his merits today, there is no reason not to succeed!

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Pingkangfang, Jinxiangyuan.

The prostitute Yun'er listened to the Oiran sister Xun Niang who had just returned from the Qionglin banquet, as if she had seen a handsome young man who did not talk like her, and made a peerless good word for the apricot blossom girl in Cuilou, and also reprimanded Cao Ziang, the new champion, as the unrighteous Bo Xinglang.

It's really more exciting than the dragon head and the concubine in the play!

Bao Longtu didn't write a good poem that entered his daughter's heart......

Yun'er not only moved the young man named Jia Qingchen to claim justice and talent, but also substituted himself into the pathetic situation of Xinghuaniang, and wept like other prostitutes.

Xinghuaniang is unlucky, but it's good, at least she met this young boy and opened her eyes for her, but which one do they count on......

Before Yun'er finished feeling sad, Jinxiangyuan's mother came to call Yun'er back to pick up the guests.

Although Yun'er was sad in her heart, she was afraid of being beaten, so she could only cheer up and go to see her benefactor.

When I arrived at the residence, I saw a rich boy sitting crookedly on the couch eating wine.

Yun'er hurriedly stepped forward and greeted with a forced smile: "Uncle Xue, are you here?" ”

This big-headed rich kid is the current young head of the Xue family in Jiangnan, Xue Pan.

It's just that Yun'er found that today's Uncle Xue is different from the past, not only is he not in a hurry, but he also ignores her, just eats and drinks.

After all, it is a generous benefactor, Yun'er smiled and said, "Yo, my uncle, what's wrong with you today?" ”

As he spoke, he stepped forward gently.

But he was hugged by Xue Pan and sat down on his lap.

Yun'er leaned into Xue Pan's arms and said delicately: "Master, what's wrong!" ”

Xue Pan finally stopped being silent, sighed, and said: "Because of the talent of poetry and etiquette in today's worship, and the grace of the world, in addition to hiring concubines, the daughters of famous eunuchs are all named in the department, and they are selected as the princess and county lord to accompany them in school, and serve as the praise of talents."

I went to Beijing with my family, in addition to meeting relatives, just to send my sister to be selected.

But I don't want to......

Alas! ”

Before he finished speaking, he sighed deeply, his face full of bitterness.

Yun'er said in her heart: This Uncle Xue is obviously a cynical prodigal, which can make him so worried, it seems that he is a person who values his family, and he has not been bad enough to be at home......

So he asked, "But what happened?" ”

Xue Pan poured a sip of wine and said regretfully: "At the beginning, because of a dispute with someone, the house slave accidentally killed someone, but I don't want to be involved in my sister's big event now!" ”

When Yun'er heard this, she immediately understood in her heart.

In this era, everything you do pays attention to your innocence.

Even to participate in the scientific examination, there must be no prostitutes, excellent people, soaps, subordinates and the like within three generations, and there must be no criminals.

Entering the palace to be the entrance attendant of the princess and county lord is bound to be stricter than the scientific examination.

Even if it is a mistake to kill someone, it is also a family style problem, and naturally you can't enter the palace.

But......

Yun'er knew that the Xue family was following him, and said, "If the other family is like this, naturally there is no way." can be the power of the uncle's mansion and the old family of relatives, this idea should not be a big deal, right?

Isn't it, something else? ”

Xue Pan was stunned when he heard this, scratched his head, and said, "I didn't think about it that much...... The eunuch in the palace also asked about his sister's physique......"

Yun'er hurriedly said, "How did the uncle answer?" ”

Xue Pan didn't care and said: "I said that my sister is in excellent health, although she often coughed before, but after eating the cold incense pill, she has never committed ...... again."

Yun'er covered her mouth and smiled: "I'm afraid that the uncle's matter is small, but this cough is a big thing." The matter of missing hands and hurting people is serious to others, but it is nothing to the uncle, which big family does not have such a thing? What's more, it's not the uncle's own hand.

But the cough is different, even if it is better now, but the palace is also afraid that people with qi diseases will enter the palace, which is a great thing! ”

When Xue Pan heard this, he suddenly realized, and patted his head and said, "I see!" It turned out that those eunuchs were timid and suspicious, and his grandmother's made me feel guilty for a long time, what a group of forgetful eight! ”

Yun'er sneered, seeing that she was coquettish, Xue Pan hugged her for a while.

But after kissing, he didn't do things directly as in the past, and he was worried again, and said: "I said that my sister hasn't been going out anymore these days, and only said that she was sick." I thought she was angry with me, and she lost tens of thousands of dollars, but she only said that it had nothing to do with me, and she thought she understood.

But my mom was bluffing me and telling me to be honest.

It's just that it's not a problem for my sister to always be like that, I'm just such a girl, don't work hard to get out of trouble......"

Yun'er smiled: "It's not simple, isn't it okay for the uncle to buy her more gold and silver jewelry, rouge, gouache and new clothes?" There's nothing my daughter's family doesn't like about these. ”

Xue Pan shook his head again and again and said, "How can my sister be compared to ordinary people?" She never loved that. ”

Yun Erqi said: "Then what does she like?" ”

Xue Pan scratched her head and thought about it, and said, "She is much more talented than me, but she likes to read some books, like some poetry or something...... What can I do?

I used to find some bullshit talents, and made good poems to please my sister, but she laughed at her so much, saying that it is also called good poetry?

I've lost my face......"

When Yun'er heard this, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she said, "Good uncle, if I can produce a good poem that makes your sister like it, how can you thank me?" ”

Xue Pan's eyes widened and said, "Then you need to say?" The gold of Liufusheng, the silk of Rui Fuxiang, you can have whatever you want! ”

Yun'er was overjoyed when she heard this: "That's decided!" Uncle, wait, I'll take a pen and paper to write it down, and keep your sister can't put it down! And with a story......"

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