After waiting for most of the hour, the first-class taster finally arrived late.

The palace girl confessed to Ji Ning, stopped the tea ceremony, asked Ji Ning for a poem, and then left the elegant room to submit Ji Ning's poem to the first-class taster.

The poems that require the dispatch of first-class tasters are already very good poems, and according to the regulations, in order to avoid suspicion and confidentiality, the poet seller and the first-class taster cannot meet and contact.

Before Ji Ningpin finished half of Gu Zhu's purple bamboo shoot tea, the palace girl had already returned.

After kneeling down opposite Ji Ning, the palace girl said: "Ling Zun's poems are extraordinary, how long will it take to taste them, and the concubine body is unknown." Please also ask Ji Gongzi to wait patiently. ”

Ji Ning nodded slightly with a smile.

After a pause, the palace girl asked, "The concubine has heard that you have already broken off the marriage contract with Su Fu Suning?" ”

"Not bad." Ji Ning admitted calmly.

"The concubine has heard again, are you going to move out of the Ji Mansion?" The palace girl asked again.

Ji Ning nodded with a light smile.

"The concubine smells of it, I don't know how Gongzi Ji will stand on his own feet in the future?" The palace girl asked with some concern.

"Huh?" Ji Ning was slightly surprised, glanced at the pretty face of the palace girl, and then apologized to the palace girl: "Ji has something to ask the girl forgive." ”

"What?" The palace girl said.

Ji Ning said seriously: "More than two months ago, Ji had a conflict with someone and was injured in the head, and although his body was fine, he lost some amnesia. I talked to the girl for a long time, but I never remembered the girl's name. Please also give you a name. ”

People care so much, they don't even know who the other party's surname is, it's too much to say.

When the palace girl heard this, her pretty face was so red that she was dripping blood, if she wasn't in charge of receiving Ji Ning, I am afraid that she would be so ashamed that she would have fallen into the crack of the ground on the spot.

Ji Ning tried his best to maintain a sincere expression, pretending not to see the embarrassment of the palace girl.

The palace girl finally reluctantly suppressed her embarrassment, and said shamefully: "My father's surname is Mi." ”

Next, she closed her mouth and refused to tell Ji Ning her maiden name.

"It turned out to be Miss Mi." Ji Ning stood up and bowed to the palace girl who stood up with him.

Miss Mi replied: "Ji Gongzi doesn't have to be polite. ”

The two knelt down facing each other again, and Ji Ning smiled: "Thank you Miss Mi for your concern." Thinking that I, Ji, are now betrayed and spurned all over the city, only Miss Mi cares about where to go in the future. Ji must remember it. ”

"Ji Gongzi doesn't have to be polite. Although the concubine doesn't have much contact with you, she thinks you are infamous and is mostly wronged. Miss Mi said.

Ji Ning smiled slightly, didn't want to continue the topic, and said: "Don't hide it from Miss Mi, after moving out of Ji's mansion, Ji plans to run a private school." ”

Ever since he crossed here, he had thought about how he would make a living in the future. After thinking about it, he felt that his biggest advantage was the general knowledge of small seals and big seals.

The small seal and the big seal can communicate with the gods and ghosts of heaven and earth, and it is mastered by readers. Although you can learn small seals after you have planted a variety of literature, it is not so easy to learn small seals, and it is never easy to teach. Even if you are a high school jinshi, you may not be able to understand all the small seals.

The Confucian Temple Academy, the court, the family and the big family are united, and it is strictly forbidden to copy and spread the small seal and the big seal.

Therefore, Ji Ning decided to run a large private school by himself, and easily sold small seals and big seals for profit.

As for the library of ancient Chinese poetry in his mind, although it is a treasure house, it obviously cannot make a living entirely by selling ancient Chinese poetry.

After all, both ancient poems have their creative background and the author's life experience and character, some ancient texts involve current events and too many people to use, and some poems express different artistic conceptions and ideas.

It's okay to put a few articles out occasionally, but often sell famous articles, which must attract suspicion, but I am afraid that I will be accepted as a "demon".

"Running a private school?" Miss Mi was stunned on the spot, thinking that she had heard it wrong.

Who in the entire Jinling City didn't know that the son of Ji Ling, a scholar from the former Wenqu Xing, did not dare to participate in the children's exam, and directly attacked the fame of Xiucai?

You must know that in this world where "everything is inferior, only reading is high", if there is a glimmer of hope to gain fame in Xiucai, it will never shadow Xiucai's fame.

Even if you risk being found out and exiled for 3,000 miles to cheat, you will not easily lose your fame.

Because, that will be a shame that will not be washed away for a lifetime.

Only those who are truly uneducated will be able to show their fame.

Of course, not everyone can be famous, they must be the children of scholars.

Ji Ning knew what Miss Mi meant, and he smiled lightly indifferently: "Yes, run a private school!" ”

Miss Mi took a deep breath and sincerely persuaded: "Master Ji, forgive the concubine for being blunt, it will not work if you want to run a private school to make a living. You'd better find another way. ”

"Haha, how do you know if you haven't tried?" Ji Ning laughed loudly, "Ji has this plan, and it has been carefully considered. ”

When Miss Mi was about to open her mouth to persuade, Ji Ning waved her hand to stop her: "Miss Mi, why don't you and I make a bet?" ”

"Bet?" Miss Mi shook her head lightly and said, "Concubines have never liked to bet with people. ”

Ji Ning didn't care what Miss Mi said, and continued: "Ji runs a private school, if you can make a profit of one hundred taels of silver within two months, you will agree to my appointment as my private school teacher, and the salary is not lower than that of the Poetry Pavilion." If you can't make a profit of one hundred taels, Ji will pay you a father's posthumous work, which is guaranteed to be a good poem that has not been made public. How is it? ”

Miss Mi must be a talented woman to become a poetry pavilion and other appreciation poems, and if she can be abducted and tricked into teaching in a private school, she will definitely be able to enhance the reputation of the private school. In addition, Miss Mi is a beauty, Ji Ning is a modern person, and she knows very well the power of the beauty economy, and she is afraid that she will have to queue up to enter his private school at that time.

The atmosphere of the Dayong Dynasty was open, not far from the Tang Dynasty, and women could also take the examination for talent and become officials. A mere female gentleman is normal.

When Miss Mi heard this, she groaned and said, "You don't have to pay your concubine a poem, if you can really make a profit from running a private school, the concubine can consider your solicitation." ”

"Haha, okay, it's a word!" Ji Ning smiled happily.

Miss Mi smiled slightly, not thinking that Ji Ning could run a private school at all.

However, she was also a little curious about where Ji Ning's confidence came from.

The first-class taster tasted it for half an hour, and finally tasted it.

Fifteen hundred taels!

Ji Ning nodded with satisfaction when he learned the result.

Li Bai's masterpiece "Xuanzhou Xie Bailou Farewell School Shuyun" must be more than 1,500 taels, and only one sentence "Draw the knife and cut off the water, the water will flow more, and raise a glass to eliminate sorrow and sorrow" is worth 1,500 taels.

It's just that after all, it is a poem to buy and sell, and this poem is known to at least three people through the Poetry Pavilion, although Ji Ning and the people of the Poetry Pavilion will keep it absolutely secret, but the risk still exists. For buyers, the value is reduced quite a bit.

In addition, the Poetry Pavilion also has to make a lot of money from it.

"Ji Gongzi, do you want a silver ticket, or a gold leaf or silver?" Miss Mi asked.

Ji Ning said: "Eight hundred taels of silver tickets, four hundred and fifteen copper coins, and the rest will be broken silver." ”

One tael of silver for copper coins.

"Four hundred and fifteen copper coins?" When Miss Mi heard this, she couldn't help but widen her beautiful eyes.

It was a pretty good look.

Then, she persuaded: "Master Ji, forgive the concubine for talking too much, more than 400 copper coins are extremely heavy, I'm afraid you can't carry them." ”

Copper coins have always been 1,000 copper plates, weighing more than six catties, and 400 copper coins are more than 2,500 catties! Not to mention that you have to use a burden to pick it, even if you have to pick it up, it takes 20 people to pick it up.

"Isn't there a strong man in your pavilion? I paid them to pick them out, and they only had to pick out the door. Ji Ning smiled lightly.

Miss Mi was helpless for a while, secretly thinking that Ji Ning was not completely wronged by being called a gentleman, and she was too willful and out of line.

"I'll ask the shopkeeper for instructions." She said.

Ji Ning nodded.

After a while, Miss Mi came back and said, "Master Ji, the shopkeeper agreed to your request. However, you will have to pay 30 cents for each load you pick. ”

"No problem." Ji Ning said with a smile.

But it was said that Ji Jing, Du Shou and others, as well as the good deeds who had crowded half of the street, waited outside the Poetry Pavilion for more than an hour and still did not see Ji Ning come out.

Many people can't support it, and they sit down and rest on the spot regardless of the dirty ground and image.

However, almost no one left halfway, so how could they be willing to stand and wait for so long, without seeing Ji Ning's ugliness with their own eyes, and spitting a few mouthfuls of thick phlegm?

It was impossible for Ji Jing, Du Shou and the others standing in front to sit down and rest like ordinary people, gritting their teeth and struggling to support them. I'm afraid that after today, they won't be able to walk for the next three days.

"Ahh It's out! It's out! ”

Suddenly, an ecstatic cry sounded, and everyone instantly recovered their spirits, and the person sitting on the ground instantly got up and looked towards the gate of the Poetry Pavilion.

Ji Jing, Du Shou and the others were even more energetic, slapped the origami, gritted their teeth with a vicious face, and said: "Ji Ning, you dare to let Young Master Ben wait for so long, don't humiliate you to death on the spot, and swear not to be a man!" ”

However, when everyone looked towards the Poetry Pavilion with excitement on their faces, everyone was stunned, and then disappointment and depression filled their faces.

I saw that Ji Ning did come out of it, with a faint smile on his face, shaking a folding fan in his hand, and looking like a dashing boy.

In front of Ji Ning, there were two strong men who were struggling to carry the burden of money, and behind Ji Ning were more than a dozen strong men who were also carrying the burden of money.

Everyone was surprised, disappointed, and depressed.

Only Yu Ling and He An, who were guarding the door, greeted them with surprise on their faces, and shouted excitedly: "Young master! ”

Cai Xia, who sent the money, breathed a sigh of relief when she saw this, but she was speechless about Ji Ning's insulting behavior of directly letting people pick out the money, so she looked up to the sky and touched her forehead with her hand.

"It's good that he is no longer the future uncle, otherwise the young lady's face would have been lost." She thought to herself, rejoicing.

"Young Master......" Yu Ling quickly walked up to Ji Ning, looking up at Ji Ning's face with a pretty face, her beautiful eyes were full of tears, and she was obviously about to cry with joy.

Ji Ning smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and patted Yu Ling's fragrant shoulder comfortingly, and said, "Don't cry, after Young Master Ben sends the clown who jumps off the beam, let's talk slowly." ”

Yu Ling nodded obediently, suppressed her crying, and stepped aside with He An.

At this time, the strong man of the Poetry Pavilion had already picked out twenty taels of copper coins according to Ji Ning's request, and lined them up in a row, which was very magnificent.

Under the sluggishness of 10,000 people, Ji Ning walked up to Du Shou, Zhao Xiong and the other three who were also stunned and stunned and speechless, and said loudly: "Take the IOU, I will pay you off today, just let everyone testify." ”

Ji Jing came back to his senses first, and shouted: "Ji Ning, you don't learn and don't know how to do it, even the fame of Xiucai is in the shadows, and your poems are definitely worth hundreds of taels!" ”

"Haha, Ji Jing, you are really a dog and a mouse. Even if Young Master Ben robbed the Poetry Pavilion, you wouldn't be able to control it. Ji Ning laughed, said sarcastically, and then scolded unceremoniously, "Get out of the way!" ”

"You!" Ji Jing had been scolded in public, not to mention that Ji Ning almost didn't dare to confront him in front of him before.

This made his face flush with anger, and his heart was congested, and he had stood hard for more than an hour just now, which made his eyes black, his body shaky, and he almost fell.

It's a pity that Ji Ning didn't pay attention to him at all, and turned his eyes to Du Shou and the others: "Get the IOU soon!" ”

Du Shou and the others were very unhappy with Ji Ning's attitude, but they didn't dare to talk nonsense, for fear that if they missed today, Ji Ning would have no money to pay them back.

They have been in contact with Ji Ning for many years, and they have always known that Ji Ning is spending money like dirt, don't look at Ji Ning very magnificently picking out twenty copper coins from the Poetry Pavilion, maybe Ji Ning will be able to enter the Qinglou overnight and squander it. Not to mention that Ji Ning still owes Ji Mansion nearly three hundred taels of silver.

Therefore, they hurriedly took out the IOU and handed it to Ji Ning.

Ji Ning took the IOU, saw it clearly, then turned around and vigorously picked up a basket of copper coins, and threw it at Du Shou and the three of them with all his might: "Pay back your money!" From now on, cut off the robe and break the righteousness, and never get along with each other in old age and death! ”

With a bang, a basket of copper coins smashed into Du Shou and the three of them, and Du Shou and the three of them were so frightened that they hurriedly retreated, so that they were not injured.

After Ji Ning smashed a basket of copper coins, he immediately turned around and shouted to the strong man who came out of the burden of money: "Smash the money for Young Master Ben!" ”

"No!" The twenty strong men had already been instructed by Ji Ning in the Poetry Pavilion, so they immediately drank in unison, picked up the basket and smashed the copper coins inside at Du Shou and the others.

Du Shou and the others were so frightened that their faces turned pale for a while, and they wanted to run away but it was too late, they were hit by countless copper coins, and their heads were blue and swollen, and their bodies were incomplete.

Because Ji Jing was standing with Du Shou and the others, and the twenty strong men didn't know that he was not a debt collector, he also followed the move, and was smashed by countless copper coins so painful that he screamed miserably, covered with injuries, and was extremely embarrassed.

The do-gooders on the street who were watching in the back were all stunned when they saw this, and it took a while to come back to their senses, and there was a deafening uproar.