"Good things for you and your wife!" As Sister Lan spoke, she had already bent down, not only the two towering balls on her chest were pressed against Tang Que's back, but her mouth was also attached to Tang Que's ear chakra, "When I first entered the lady's room to get a group of tea, I saw the little clothes she changed in, the little clothes ...... Wet...... The wet can wring out the water, the sky is blue, and she has been here with you before she goes back to ......the room", speaking of this, Sister Lan spoke, and Tang Que felt a sudden pain on the ear chakra, "Madame has long been happy with you, since I have broken this layer of window paper today, my close-fitting girl will be ...... sooner or later It's not yours yet...... Your people! By the time the last few words arrived, Sister Lan'er's voice was as light as a mosquito ant, if it weren't for the two of them sticking too close, I am afraid that Tang Que himself would not be able to hear it clearly.

Tang Que couldn't hear Sister Lan's emotions from his words, so he wanted to look back at her expression, but as soon as he moved, Sister Lan stretched out her hand and held him down, but he refused to let him turn back.

Although Sister Lan, who stood up, left Tang Que's ear chakra with her lips, she didn't retreat a little bit from her upper body, her hands still pinched Tang Que's shoulders, and there were still some differences in the front of her, and she slowly resumed her rhythm.

Things have changed so much in just one afternoon, it is really beyond Tang Que's expectations, and Tang Zhang's family at home is still worried about not having money to marry his daughter-in-law, there is such a thing here, and the bizarre nature of the world is really impossible to say.

Thinking about it a lot, but never thinking about anything clearly, Tang Que simply thought about it lazily, leaned back and closed his eyes to enjoy Sister Lan'er's careful massage.

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The change in the relationship with the poisonous widow did not bring more changes to Tang Que's economy, not to mention that he had not had a substantive relationship with these two women, and even if he had this relationship, he did not think about taking the money of the poisonous widow. To tell the truth, although the family he grew up in his later life was not very rich, it was more than enough to be well-off, and even his income from work was not low. And whether it is in the future or in this life, Tang Que never thought of being a little white face who eats soft rice.

For Tang Que, a crossing man with a tenacious personality, in this kind of poverty he is currently in, just thinking about the three words of eating soft rice seems to be a harm to his self-esteem. Compared with the relaxed social atmosphere in later generations, in this male-inferior society, once he really does such a move, not to mention that he doesn't want to raise his head in front of others, his family will definitely be laughed at.

Even putting aside a man's self-esteem, from a realistic point of view, this is not worth the cost.

Since he is like this, the poisonous widow also has the intention of pushing the boat along the river, the strength of men formed over the years is not changeable overnight, after the instant passion, the poisonous widow who is thirty years old will naturally think of a lot, the age gap, and the reputation of Kefu on her head, if Lancao and Tang Que are difficult, then the possibility of her remarrying into the Tang family is almost zero. In the absence of a definite title, the poisonous widow cannot but think about her own future, and without a husband, the only thing she can rely on is this family business.

Under such a tacit understanding, the two sides invariably only talk about **** and not about money, Tang Que is still the account room that makes accounts and takes money, the only difference is that his daily salary was forced by the poisonous widow to rise by fifty yuan.

Because of the string of peach stakes on the poisonous widow's waist, the two of them couldn't really ecstasy. Madame is still like this, Lancao naturally does not dare to take the lead, so Tang Que's subsequent days in Zhuangzi are actually not much different from some time ago, but from that day on, the poisonous widow completely relaxed the restraint on Lancao, wiped the water, wiped her body, pinched her shoulders and rubbed her back, and now Tang Que's things have been arranged by Sister Lan, and occasionally if Sister Lan has something inconvenient, the poisonous widow will go into battle in person.

Such a fragrant day did not end until he finished his accounts and left the poisonous widow's Zhuangzi.

The busy days passed quickly, after finishing the accounts for the poisonous widow, Tang Que slowly passed the most depressed period in his schoolwork, and after learning the two volumes of poems and fu in the "Anthology", Old Master Yan guided him to transfer to the study of "Five Classics of Justice".

As a result, Tang Que officially entered the threshold of the Ming Economic Branch.

There is nothing difficult in the world, only afraid of those who have a heart. Although this sentence is not absolute, but it is also suitable for Tang Que to practice brush words, after nearly half a year of painstaking practice, although his words are not good, but he can finally write a small block that people can recognize clearly, and in the process of continuous reading and practice, Tang Que is increasingly familiar with the identification and writing of traditional Chinese characters.

The scenery of the northern country, thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow drifting. Although Shannan Dongdao is located in the remnants of the Qinling Mountains, it is the central region of China, but because of the cold of the mountains, it is also a scene of northern ice in the deep winter of December.

In the village school, as soon as Tang Que, who was wearing cloth shoes, opened the door of Old Master Yan's study, he suddenly felt a cold air rushing towards his face, which made him shudder suddenly.

"Teacher, I'm leaving", after turning around and saying hello, Tang Que, who had clamped the bookcloth bag, put the ear hat on his head, this kind of hat with a pointed tip was originally a Hufu, and it became popular immediately after it was introduced to the Central Plains, because the hat was decorated with ear protectors on both sides, it was the most suitable for use when the weather was cold. The best ear hats are sewn with lamb skin, Tang lacks a poor family, Tang Zhang's can only find dog skins to sew by himself, although it is not good-looking, but it is still warm.

Outside the door, the heaviest snow of the winter has fallen, and the goose-feathered snowflakes between the sky and the earth are flying one after another, which is really rare to see in future generations that have suffered from global warming.

The snowflakes are falling in front of him, and the mountains are wrapped in plain water, crystal clear, Tang Que has been holding back in the study for a long time, listening to the old master Yan's lecture is dizzy, at this time, at first glance, seeing such a beautiful scenery, although the body is cold, but the heart is broad, and he ran out after taking the study door with his backhand, because of the childlike attack aroused by the good snow, the route between his runs was very irregular, and he deliberately left a series of crooked footprints on the snow, and occasionally turned back to take a closer look at his masterpiece.

In the study, Old Master Yan looked at Tang Que who was gradually moving away through the gap in the slightly open window, and after seeing his childish movements, the old master with gray sideburns couldn't help but touch the long beard on his chin and smiled silently.

The first time I saw Tang Que in the village school, it was still the midsummer of willow waves and warblers, and in a blink of an eye, it was the cold winter of Ruixue, and time passed really fast!

The old man is always the most sensitive to the passage of time, let alone a literati like Old Master Yan who is most suitable for sadness? Thinking of this, he inevitably felt a little sad in his heart, and only when he thought of Tang Que's schoolwork was this sadness diluted.

After teaching for decades, from county to state studies, how many disciples have passed by, Old Master Yan himself can't remember, but what he didn't expect was that the most proud disciple in his life would be met at this age, in such a remote and small place.

From "The Book of the Rabbit Garden" to "Thousand Character Essays", to the two volumes of "Poems" and "Fu" in the "Anthology", and then to the "Analects" that he is now starting to study, Tang Que's disciple completed the coursework that other Mengtong took three years to complete in half a year, and this progress really amazed Old Master Yan, who had been known for his intelligence since he was a child.

But what satisfies Old Master Yan the most is not his intelligence, but Tang Que's down-to-earth diligence, teaching for decades, and the examples of being smart and poor when he was young Old Master Yan has seen too much. But there are not many people who can work as hard as Tang Que in schoolwork, and there is a diligent path in the book mountain, which is the foundation of academic advancement for scholars.

It was this diligence and intelligence that dispelled Old Master Yan's concern that Tang Que was too late to open the door, as long as he could maintain such an attitude towards studying, why not worry about not being able to recover the time delayed in front. Thinking of what Tang Que had said when he first entered the village to study, Old Master Yan faintly felt that the admonition that was routinely formalized was very likely to be realized in the disciple in front of him.

When Zhou Chu of the Jin Dynasty joined the Erlu Sect of Eastern Wu, should he be younger than Tang Que, and finally became a generation of famous ministers?

Thinking of this, Old Master Yan, who saw Tang Que go away, showed a heartfelt smile of relief on his face, but this smile didn't last long, and it turned into a long sigh.

Having the right to be awarded is one of the three great pleasures of ancient scholars, not to mention that he has been strict with the old master all his life. What kind of chance should it be to meet a student like Tang Que when he is about to retire to the countryside and get old? It's a pity that Tang Que's entry into the realm was so fast that this relationship between master and apprentice could only be maintained for half a year. I had to find a way to send him away.