Talking about money hurts feelings, especially talking about money with the kind of people who borrow money and don't pay it back, but have the cheekiness to borrow again and again, not only hurts feelings, but also hurts. You can't talk about feelings with him, and talking about feelings hurts money.

I can't talk about money, as soon as I talk about it, the little grandfather has an urge to swing his fist, but the domineering little grandfather doesn't dare to swing his fist, because he knows that this guy in front of him really dares to fight back.

"I really want to know Lu Dao, what books have you read since you were a child, and how did you get admitted to Xiucai in the first place?" Xu Pengju sighed deeply.

"Of course, the book of the sages......"

"Which sage taught you to borrow money and not pay it back?"

"I haven't taught this, it's purely self-taught, after all, sages also love money, I just carry forward the spirit of a sage."

Xu Peng's eyes widened: "You...... It's just a big rebellion! What saint said he loved money? ”

"Confucius said, Zi said: 'I have not tasted no teachings above self-restraint.'" It means that if you give me ten pieces of dried meat, I will teach you whatever you want to learn, and look at the pursuit of the Confucian sage, tsk......"

With Tang Bohu present, it is estimated that Qin Kan will be sprayed with saliva, but Xu Pengju is obviously not a highly educated person, so he stared straight at his eyes for a long time, and said, "Yes...... Is that how it is explained? ”

Qin Kan looked authoritative: "Of course it's explained like this, you see, even the saints value things outside the body so much, I only borrow four thousand taels of silver from you, which can really be called a pure heart and few desires, and there is no dispute with the world......"

Xu Pengju sighed gloomily: "For four thousand taels of silver, you even moved out of the Confucian sage, if I don't borrow it, wouldn't I be sorry for the sage?" ”

Qin Kan nodded and praised: "The son can be taught, the little grandfather should read more books, at least as knowledgeable as me, learning this thing, sometimes it is still very useful, for example, ...... now"

"No need, I'm afraid that Sage Kong will kick the lid in anger in the coffin and disturb his old man's sleep, I will be the public enemy of Confucianism in the world." Xu Pengju quickly rejected this irrational suggestion.

Borrowing money is really a difficult thing for the ages, Qin Kan dried his saliva, and even the saint invited him out to support him, Kan Kan only borrowed four thousand taels of silver, what excuse will he use next time he borrows money? Distress!

Xu Pengju asked Qin Kan to send someone to come to the mansion tomorrow to carry the silver, and sighed before leaving: "Although I don't know if what Sage Kong said meant by you, it's best not to say it outside, the world is full of Sage Confucius's disciples, and you will die an ugly death if you say this......"

Xu Pengju was very serious when he said this, of course he was not stupid, he knew that Qin Kan said that these are all excuses, there must be many places to spend money in the new house, and as a friend, he has the meaning of making money, which is why he is willing to borrow money.

Qin Kan was a little faintly moved in his heart, this guy really regarded him as a friend.

"Zhilu said, when I am stupid, I only dare to use this to fool you, who else will pay for it?"

The house is still lively and full of popularity, outside Qin Kan is just a small brocade household, but in this three-entry house, Qin Kan is the only backbone and the master of everyone.

It's a pity that a housewife is missing.

Although he didn't say it, Qin Kan had to admit that he missed Du Yan's little bastard, who was babbling anytime and anywhere, with higher skills and fiery temper than men, and also had more sentimental and delicate feelings than women.

Du Hong, the prospective father-in-law, said that after a year, when he had an income, he would enter Du's door to propose marriage, and Qin Kan had always wondered, to what extent is it called a profit? In his eyes, the hundred households in brocade clothes must be unproductive, not only unproductive, but also degenerate, like Du Hong's high temper, and his family wealth will definitely not be in his eyes,—— what does he want to do with himself?

Qin Kan's values are relatively mediocre, in his opinion, the so-called interest is to be promoted to make a fortune, just borrowed money from the little grandfather and came back, there is no confidence to mention the matter of making a fortune for the time being, but you can think of ideas for promotion. …,

The First War of Resistance against Japanese Aggression touched Qin Kan a lot, and he also had many ideas about this prosperous era of the Ming Dynasty, but no matter how clever and correct the idea, a small brocade cloth hundred households could not be realized, if you want to realize your ideals and realize the vow made in front of Lu Qianhu's body, you must hold a certain amount of power, and the greater the power, the better.

Qin Kan suddenly found that he gradually had a desire for power, he was no longer the down-and-out scholar who curled up in the city of Shaoxing and spent the night hiding from the rain in the dark alleys, he had a responsibility on his shoulders, he was small to his family, to Lu Qianhu, and to this Ming Dynasty that he felt strange and gradually began to be familiar with.

I don't know if the good news of the anti-Japanese war has been sent to the Beijing Division, will the bigwigs of the Beijing Division be promoted to his official position? If the above has understated the good news, what should I think of to get their attention?

It was a matter of the future, and Qin Kan felt that he should think about it. He is not a Confucian who has no desires, he needs power.

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The two Loli gradually became familiar with their new home, and Qin Kan handed over the inner courtyard to them to manage, and there were four maids under them.

Seeing that the old man valued them so much, the two of them were excited, holding up the meat fingers that still had a few baby fat left, and swore that they would never live up to the old man's cultivation of Yunyun, and their serious and solemn expressions seemed as if Qin Kan had given them a heavy task related to the safety and death of the world, which made Qin Kan can't help but want to pinch their little white and red faces, which was so cute.

The two little loli lived up to expectations, and really took up the affairs of the inner courtyard of the Qin family, every day before dawn, they shouted at the maids to clean, wipe, boil water for the lord who had not yet gotten up, and determine the menu of the lord's three meals today, even Qin Kan brushed his teeth without his own hands, the two loli left and right, one sprinkled the wicker with fine Wu salt, and the other gently and meticulously stuffed the wicker into Qin Kan's mouth and twitched back and forth, and the next one was not idle, turned around and twisted the cloth to wash his face......

It's so rotten, it's too depraved!

Qin Kan finally tasted the rich and noble life of the evil society of feudalism, well, it was really evil.

"Retsuki, how old are you?"

"Sir, we are fourteen."

"Oh, I remember telepathy between the twins, do you have any?"

"What did the master say? The servant doesn't understand......"

"Come on, come on, Lianyue, come into the room with me, Lianxing, don't move outside the door, let's do an experiment, purely academic......"

After a while, the pity star outside the door exclaimed, and covered her buttocks shyly, her pretty face flushed.

Qin Kan's calm and calm voice came from inside the door.

"Ahem, I'm sorry, my hand is slippery, I touched it wrong, come, let the master try the soles of your feet...... It's really purely academic, don't think about it! ”

Compared with the charm of the Qin family's inner house, the lobby of the Dongchang factory, located on the north side of Dong'anmen in Beijing, was full of lightning and thunder.

Jin Yiwei commanded Mu Bin to enter the lobby without being informed, with a gloomy face, looking at Wang Yue, the prince of Dongchang Factory who was sitting at the front of the hall, the anger in Mu Bin's eyes became more and more intense, but he was desperately suppressing the evil fire in his heart.

Fanzi and Mu Bin's Jinyi guards in the hall each pressed the hilt of their waists, and the tension was obvious.

Mu Bin has no extra politeness, the current relationship between Dongchang and Jinyiwei, if he still pretends to be harmonious with a smiling face, it will be too ridiculous.

"Mu Mou has seen Wang Gonggong, and today Mu took the liberty to come to the door to ask Wang Gonggong, why did he press down the report book? My Jinyiwei's subordinate Qin Kan made meritorious contributions to the Ming Dynasty's killing of the Japanese, so just ignore it? In this way, how does Mu serve tens of thousands of Jinyi guards? Why did the prince teach me? ”