Chapter 122 Visiting the Green House

The days slipped by day by day, and the two little hars brought a lot of fun to Yang Ying's life, and Jin Yu was worried that Yang Ying was bored at home before, but now there is no need for it. Yang Ying, the www.biquge.info of the pen "Fun" Pavilion, never mentioned the matter of raising cats to Jin Yu again, and the days were happy.

From the last days of May, classes were suspended, and Jin Woo set aside a few days for students to review and consolidate, according to the custom of later generations. Exam questions or something still rely on the board book, movable type printing seems to be not as easy as imagined, and it has not been fruitful.

After the exam, Li Chengqian was about to enlarge the vacation, Li Chengqian was very kind, and said to Jin Yu, saying that he wanted to visit the teacher on behalf of the students, and thanked Dr. Jin for taking care of him for the rest of the month. Why does Jin Yu have to give this Tang prince a face, right? didn't refuse, how did he know that the protagonist this time was the naughty mischief?

The little fat man Li Tai will definitely not go, it is too late for him to hate Jin Yu. After the failure of the first sneak attack, Li Tai also realized that he was flawed, and Shi Wei recommended the nephew of his seventh aunt's eighth aunt's brother-in-law's nephew's fourth aunt's nephew to be his kobold military advisor.

This person's name is Chu Xuan, he has a polite appearance, but unfortunately his eyebrows are sparse, and he looks like a ruthless guy at first glance. But he really has some ability, the last time the letter was splashed with dirty water was from his hand, Wei Zheng investigated for more than half a month without any clues, and in the end he had to give up.

In fact, this Li Tai didn't want to come, and let him listen to Jin Yu's pointing, which was more uncomfortable than killing him. But what Chu Xuan said is reasonable, this is what your father meant, can you, a junior, listen to it? I can't bear to make a big plan, you can't bear this bit of bitterness, then it's really the wrong person.

Li Tai's brain is not very good, otherwise when Li Er hesitated to ask him how to arrange Li Zhi, he would not be so brain-dead that he would say that he killed his son and passed on his brother. Li Tai let Chu Xuan be so confused, and finally came. But he deserted in class, didn't listen much, and in the end, the errand of this homework still fell on Chu Xuan, fortunately, this Chu Xuan also knew a little about arithmetic, and he always listened to Jin Yu's lectures at the door, and this exercise was a good one.

The marking system of the Tang Dynasty was similar to that of later generations, at least two people invigilated the exam, and then after receiving the test paper, the name column should be wrapped in paper, and then sewn up, in case the teacher who marked the paper knew the examinee and did anything bad, after all, the country was basically an official, and the probability of this kind of thing was much higher than that of the locality.

Although no one else has read the paper in the subject of new arithmetic, Jin Yu still does it according to the rules with the assistance of the teaching assistant, which saves people from grasping what handles.

The question is not difficult, Jin Yu didn't wait for the next day to come and read the papers, the papers of the twenty or so people, in a quarter of an hour, were completed clean and beautiful, and the rest of the transcription scores and the like were handed over directly to the teaching assistant's office. Jin Yu packed up his things and prepared to go home, after all, this time he had to take a month off, which was still relatively cool, unlike what kind of education he had to strengthen in later generations.

As soon as Jin Yu went out, he heard Cheng Huaimo's loud voice: "I'll just say it, Dr. Jin can read the test paper in less than a quarter of an hour, you kid still don't believe it, you lose now, right?" For a while, everything is out of Brother Zimo, haha~"

"Brother Jin, you're always free today, right? You see that the little brother didn't shout Huaiyu. Cheng Huaimo stepped forward and asked Jin Yu for instructions.

Jin Yu was directly speechless, this Meng Yu is really "not dead if he doesn't see the Yellow River", he has to come over almost every day, invite Jin Yu to go to the Qinglou, and pull Cheng Huaimo every time.

Meng Yu looked at Jin Yu with hope on the side, Jin Yu was embarrassed, how could he pull someone to visit the kiln with a dead face?

To say that Jin Yu still doesn't know, in this year, it doesn't have to be a fight to go to the Qinglou, drink a little wine, listen to a little song, and chant so many small poems, this is called the style of a literati. It would be better if the poems chanted fit the appetite of the beauties and spread a romantic story.

Cheng Huaimo looked at Jin Yu's speechless appearance, and said in his heart: There is a play, but he is bent on pulling this brother away, to see what else is like that the girl in the Qinglou doesn't know, and to see who is a middle master, so Cheng Huaimo no longer asks Jin Yu's opinion, goes up and pulls Jin Yu away, and keeps muttering: "Big brother, let's go, let's go, just go drink some wine and listen to the tune." You can't do anything in broad daylight, you can rest assured. ”

Jin Yu struggled in his heart, but he still lost to the little black angel, and he was also curious, what is Qinglou like these years? If you don't see it, are you ashamed of this kind of treatment? After going back to write this book, maybe it will become a material for future generations of scholars to study. So Jin Yu came to Fengdiexuan half-pushed. ,

"Ouch, Grandpa Cheng, Master Meng, you two haven't come to the Red Sleeves for a long time, you want to die in the slave family." As soon as the three of them entered the door, a charming girl waved the silk handkerchief, and carried her skirt in the other hand, and ran down the stairs. Look at the action, that smart, not like a middle-aged fu girl at all, but similar to a girl.

"Mu Niangzi, today's master has brought you a distinguished guest, you can greet it, otherwise the master will smash your restaurant" Cheng Huaimo's expression at this time was compared with that of the eldest grandson. Jin Yu sighed in his heart, alas, the son of the family, it is really true that Cheng Huaimo finished speaking, and did not forget to flatter Jin Yu: "Big brother, this is this old ~bustard~son, if you have any requirements, just ask her." There was no meaning in the words to treat the Qinglou woman as a human being, which made Jin Yu very uncomfortable.

"Ouch, please forgive the slave family for being gone, the slave family Mu Tangchun, dare to ask what the son is called?" The old ~ bustard ~ son thought that Jin Yu was Cheng Huaimo's new hook friend and dog friend, so he wanted to look away, and hurriedly greeted Jin Yu. (If the book friend thinks that the old ~ bustard's name is thunderous, pat it lightly, and find Duanmu girl to settle accounts, she threatens to hoe He, she must use this name, and she wants to appear, and she will run in tears.)

"Xylitol? Yida's? This name is enough to thunder people, Jin Yu has not yet asked his own question, and Meng Yu blocked Mu Bustard's words back.

"The name of the little brother and the big brother is also what you can inquire about? Delicious food and drink are entertained. Jin Yu refused to come for so long, but Meng Yu still figured out one or two, and at the moment he rejected this question for Jin Yu with a very good eye.

"The slave's mouth is fast." Mu Bustard is very professional, gently smacked his cheeks, shook off a layer of white powder, stretched out his hand and asked the three of them: "The three sons are upstairs, please, the slave family will go to prepare wine and food." ”

After the three of them went upstairs, they picked up a position by the window and sat down, through the window they could see the willows outside the window, the breeze blowing, the willows swaying, the dancing posture was light, quiet and elegant. From time to time, swallows pass through the willows in pairs, and fly to the top of the building, adding a little vitality in the quiet, and it is a good place.

"How? Big brother, this place is okay, right? "Meng Yu is not as rude as Cheng Huaimo, but he is also a descendant of Mencius, and he comes to this place not only to show off his food, but also to enjoy the scenery when he can't eat, isn't it?

"Well, that's good." Jin Yu nodded, very satisfied with this place.

As soon as Jin Yu finished speaking, he saw a woman walking lightly, and after a closer look, he was really a bright person - his face was like a peach, his skin was frosty, his eyes were full of sorrow, and his mouth was long.

Paired with the Tang skirt, it looks like a picture of a Tang Dynasty girl, with a fat and thin ring, just right, no wonder Cheng Huaimo is clamoring to come and see it all day long, and it is worth the trip to open his eyes.

"The slave family's red sleeves have seen all the sons." Red Sleeves hugged the pipa, walked to the table of three, and gave a salute, before he got up, Meng Yu said anxiously: "Red girl, please get up quickly." And Cheng Huaimo straightened his eyes.

Jin Yu sighed in his heart: No wonder Mencius and his brother Confucius said: Food sèxing also, it seems that Mencius's descendants are not exempt from vulgarity

The wine and food came up quickly, and there were two fruit plates. Feng Diexuan's girl also brought a stool to Red Sleeves, which looked a bit like "Jin Jiayi".

"What tune does Childe want to listen to?" The sound of the red sleeve move is soft and soft, which makes people listen to the effect of loosening the muscles and cartilage.

"Big brother, what do you see?" Cheng Huaimo didn't dare to be self-absorbed and strive for Jin Yu's opinion.

"Then let's take the girl's best." Jin Yu pinched a lychee, it seems that this Phoenix Butterfly Xuan really has some energy, there are lychees that can't be seen on the market, although they are not very fresh, but they are better than nothing, okay?

The guest is God, and as long as the request is not excessive, it must be satisfied. The professionalism of the red sleeve move was not said, and he saluted again, sat down, and played a tune slowly.

Jin Yu's level is limited, so he can't listen to it much, but he is always the one who read thousands of songs in his previous life. I can hear a little meaning, it's almost self-pity, and there are more elements of helplessness.

"Big brother, come and walk one." Meng Yu has a lot of talent as a junior brother and fills everyone with wine. Cheng Huaimo gave way.

Jin Yu smelled the wine a little strong, tasted it, it seemed to be a steamed second pot head, what is going on? I'm not prolific, but it's been circulated?

"The red girl's dancing is also good, why don't you come to a song?" After the song was played, Meng Yu suggested.

"Well, look at it." If you want to say that Jin Yu has a limited level of appreciation for songs, then he doesn't know anything about dancing, but once he comes, he has to see it all, right? Otherwise, if you want to see the dance, wouldn't you have to come again?

I don't know who choreographed the red sleeves, but Jin Yu is sure that this person is definitely a master of showing the figure of the red sleeves to the fullest, and the protruding place is more fully displayed in front of the guests, although the posture is not as good as the seventy-two styles, but the thirty-six styles are there.

Jin Yu took a sip of wine and tasted the food, well, he has his own style, but he only takes into account the color sè, and the fragrance is a little worse, maybe because he didn't have the "thirteen incense" that he made himself. Jin Yu looked at the dance of the red sleeves with interest, he was now more and more interested in the boss behind the scenes.