Between the winding corridors, the green waves are sparkling and the flowers are gorgeous.

In order to prepare a house for Jia Yidao to get married, Jia Guifei really put a lot of thought into it. This is a typical house with all the characteristics of Jiangnan gardens, stacked rockeries, tactful corridors, creeks and lotus ponds, etc., all of which are as beautiful as ink paintings.

"Miss, my uncle is pinching like a different person."

Chun Tao, who seemed to have a great preference for pink dresses, followed behind Xu Ruoxi and said briskly.

"Really?"

Although Xu Ruoxi, who was walking in front, said in a light tone, the lightness in his words was obvious.

"Hehe, you must know that Uncle Lu Dao will change his temperament if he is smashed once, and on the day of marriage, the little maid should give his aunt a look."

“……”

Xu Ruoxi glanced at her with disgust, and then stopped her gaze on the blooming flower bed, and the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned and she didn't speak.

The three of them grew up together, although there is a difference in the identity of the master and the maid, but the relationship between the master and the servant is as deep as sisters, so there is not much taboo to speak in private, not to mention the uncle who has always hated the same enemy before.

She naturally heard what Jia Yidao said before leaving the lobby, whether he was trying to say it to himself or really changed his character, at least this change was what she wanted to see.

A woman's intuition has always been sensitive.

The face is still the same person, but whether it is temperament, eyes, or movements, it seems to have changed into another person.

Words can be disguised, expressions can be disguised, but the eyes and temperament on the body cannot be disguised. What's more, she also knew that her father-in-law, who had a concubine's sister, didn't bother to disguise in front of her at all.

The past is still vivid, so that Xu Ruoxi has a dreamy feeling that he is not living in reality. Well, the days are still long, let's see.

……

When Jia Quan heard Jia Rudao say Zheng Qingzhi's name as if nothing had happened, his face involuntarily stiffened.

As the emperor's teacher, Zheng Qingzhi, the emperor of the Great Song Dynasty, Zhao Yun, saw Zheng Qingzhi on ordinary occasions and also wanted to perform disciple salutes to him, who would dare to call him by his name like Jia Nidao?

Zheng Qingzhi, the Duke of Shenguo, was the Duke Zheng who inspected the paper that Dong Songchen gave to Jia Rudao at the Qionglin banquet. As a staff member in Prime Minister Shi Miyuan's house, after Shi Miyuan's death, he became the right prime minister and privy envoy, and in the second year of Duanping (AD 1235), he was specially promoted to the left prime minister. In the second year of Jiaxi, that is, at the beginning of this year, Emperor Lizong Zhao Yun issued an edict to entitle Zheng Qingzhi as the Duke of Shenguo.

Except for Jia Yidao, who didn't know who was behind Lu Dao Se Yuan, Xu Ruoxi and Jia Quan couldn't be clearer.

This time, the Seyuan Poetry Meeting was organized by Zheng Hong, the son of Lang Zheng Junzhi, the secretary of the dynasty, and Zheng Junzhi was the brother of Zheng Qingzhi, the prime minister of the left who had been named Shen Guogong.

Zheng Qingzhi only has one son, Zheng Shichang, Zheng Shichang is now an official in the middle school, but unfortunately he has five daughters in a row, but there is no man. Zheng Junzhi has two grandsons under his knees, the youngest of which is Zheng Hong.

Therefore, Zheng Qingzhi is also extremely fond of his nephew Zheng Hong, and it is rumored that Zheng Hong is very likely to succeed to Zheng Shichang's knees.

This time, Zheng Hong is also a Jinshi and the first, although he did not enter the first-class top ten, but he is also a first-class high school. What kind of people have what kind of circles, and these new science and technology scholars naturally have their own circles.

This time, Zhou Tan, the champion of the Wuxu Branch, Zhao Yanyi, Zhou Bilong, the son of Yu Tianxi, Yu Ci, and the rest of the first, second, and third class Jinshi of the Wuxu Branch, dozens of famous and well-known new science jinshi all received Zheng Hong's invitation.

Zheng Hong is also one of the few people who can invite so many Jinshi at the same time.

As for Jia Yidao, who just won the poem at the Qionglin banquet last night and had a shocking approach, he is the protagonist of this Seyuan poetry meeting. To be precise, this Seyuan Poetry Club was actually just organized by Zheng Hong in accordance with Zheng Qingzhi's intentions, and there were two purposes: first, these Jinshi were all networks in the future officialdom of the Great Song Dynasty;

Second, at last night's Qionglin banquet, all the limelight was stolen by Jia Yidao. At the critical time, although Jia Rudao gave up, in many cases, it was actually more difficult to take a step back and open the sky than to chase and fight.

Zheng Qingzhi suddenly became interested in this Jia Yidao, who was said to be unruly in the past, a prostitute and gambling, and almost died because he was beaten down to the West Lake for molesting people's girls.

Of course, Zheng Qingzhi is not the only one who is interested.

……

"Okay, Tang Seng, don't be noisy anymore, you take a post and say that I'm sick again and can't go, isn't it done?"

From the time he left the mansion, Jia Quan began to introduce the owner of the Seyuan Poetry Club and the various Jinshi who participated in the poetry club, and Jia Quan was obviously doing a very good job as a small servant.

Jia Rudao didn't say hello to anyone last night, except for Yang Duo, Zhou Tan, and Yu Ci, he also knew that Yu Tianxi's official position seemed to be not small, Qiao Xingjian and Zheng Qingzhi He just guessed from the position where the two of them stood that they should be the prime ministers of the DPRK and China.

As for the others, he didn't know anything at all.

It's a pity that Jia Rudao didn't think about going to the poetry club of Nalaoshzi Seyuan at all. Plagiarizing other people's poems is still good if you don't copy it. What's more, plagiarism is actually a technical job.

"Childe...... The little ones shut up. ”

When he woke up, he was plain and pleasant for half a month, and he didn't seem to care much about anything, but he had controlled the fate of tens of thousands of people, and he was usually fine, but he suddenly broke out at this moment, and naturally he had a lot of momentum, Jia Quan's heart sank, and he said.

It's just, what is Tang Seng? Could it be that Childe also changed my name like the mighty general? Thinking of this, Jia Quan's face suddenly became even more bitter.

The name Tang Seng ...... How do you listen to it and how do you feel bad?

Walking on the streets of Lin'an City, looking at the antique streets, buildings and people, even the willow trees on the side of the road seem to have a little bit of antique flavor.

His psychological quality has to be said to be extremely strong. Except for waking up for two or three days at the beginning and thinking about how to suddenly enter the Great Song Dynasty, he has already begun to try to adapt to everything in the Great Song Dynasty.

Of course, this can be said to be a good psychological quality, and it can also be said to be self-comforting. Because even if he doesn't want to stay in this ancient Great Song Dynasty, there is no way to return to the original world, right?

Nature in the day is much clearer than when he sits in a sedan chair and sees things in the dark.

Walking and walking, maybe it was an occupational disease, or maybe it was a little boring after being idle for more than half a month, but he unconsciously began to think about how to make money.

In such an era of "everything is inferior, only reading is high", if there is no choice for Zhongjinshi, but his future fate is actually beyond his control, and he can only go step by step according to his original fate.

Unless he deliberately did something to sell at the Qionglin banquet three days later, but revealing that he was a straw bag in front of the emperor and the Manchu Dynasty civil and military was a masochistic thing. What's more, even if you don't think about yourself, you have to think about the sister in the palace who tried her best to please Emperor Zhao Yun for herself.

However, there doesn't seem to be a conflict between being an official and making money.

Well, it seems that everything in this era is promising.

Get an entertainment city? There are so many green buildings, just make some tricks for the future generations is enough to make a full bowl of money; Hmm, there seem to be a lot of casinos, get a casino? Although it is a bit detrimental to yin morality, it is natural that the bankrupt family who can lose in the casino and sell his children to be a daughter has its hatefulness, and besides, this is also controllable; There are also some daily necessities that seem to be easy to make and so on.

However, at this time, although the status of merchants was not as lowly as that of the Ming Empire, they were definitely not as noble as their own Jinshi. How to convince his sister is still a problem.

Thinking about it, he was a little dumbfounded, it was really an occupational disease. I don't even know if I have the capital, and I'm starting to think about how to make money. At this moment, with a low coquettish voice, a person slammed into his arms.

A faint virgin fragrance hit, it was a woman.

It's a pity that it's a woman who wants to steal her own things.

Jia Rudao has no money bag on his body, this woman would never have thought of it. So much so that what I originally thought was nine out of ten was empty. I didn't touch the money bag in my arms, so I didn't give up and wanted to touch the jade pendant on his waist again, but he finally found it.

Holding down the little hand that had just touched the jade pendant, feeling the little man in his arms suddenly stiffen, Jia Rudao said with a smile: "At a young age, why should I be a thief." ”

He didn't expect that he would encounter a thief the first time he went out, and he should still be a female thief who must not be considered ugly. Smelling the fragrance and knowing a woman is not nonsense.

But with that, he let go of the little hand he had caught, and took two steps back. He didn't have the habit of going out to bring money, and at the moment, except for his clothes and the jade pendant around his waist, he really had nothing to look at.

Of course, with Jia Quan by his side, he naturally didn't have to bring money.

At this time, he also saw clearly what the female thief who wanted to take out his money bag just now looked like. A little Lori who is only twelve or thirteen years old, with blown-out skin, faint willow eyebrows, and a pair of big black and shiny eyes that are dripping and spinning at the moment, giving people a sense of eccentricity.

Although the delicate body under the coarse cloth skirt has not grown, it is also budding and waiting to be released.

The thief was caught, but the little girl didn't have much fear. However, the fine beads of sweat on the small wing of her nose showed that she was definitely not as calm as she appeared.

Every city has a dark side, and there are also beggars, thieves, and ruffians in Lin'an City. And because of the war in the north for many years, a large number of displaced people poured into the south of the Yangtze River, and even Lin'an City, the capital of the Great Song Dynasty, was filled with a large number of beggars.

Along the way, Jia Rudao saw many beggars lying down, standing or wandering in the crowd. He is not a saint, and he does not have the consciousness to save the people of the world at present.

It's enough to spend this new life happily and happily.

Although Jia Quan behind him didn't know what had just happened to Lu Dao, he knew from what his son-in-law had just said that his son-in-law had encountered a thief, and he was a female thief who seemed to be very young.

"Childe, the little one will report to the official ......"

"No need to ......"

"Indecent ......"