Shiku took the knife and left quietly.

Nan Baoyi turned to Xiao Yi, "Second brother, you drink the corn juice quickly, let's go home." ”

"Oh......"

Xiao Yi lazily picked up the corn juice.

Furrowing his brow and looking at it in disgust for a moment, he drank it all with a blank face.

The corn juice was a little sticky, and Nan Baoyi couldn't help laughing when he saw that he had a circle above his lips after drinking it.

She pointed to her lips: "Second brother, you have corn juice here." ”

Xiao Yi raised his eyebrows and leaned in front of her, "Wipe it." ”

Nan Baoyi took out a novice handkerchief from his pocket and carefully wiped the corn juice from his lips.

The two were very close.

The young man in front of him had smooth bones and a handsome face, always with a casual expression.

The pair of Danfeng eyes with inward hooks and outward curled eyes stared at her fixedly, and her pupils were as black as the sea.

Her figure was caged in it, like a canary stared at by a wild wolf.

Nan Baoyi's wiping action gradually slowed down.

She gradually realized that the action of wiping the other person's lip flap seemed too intimate.

And his eyes were as dark as the deep sea, and she could no longer look at him.

She lowered her eyelashes, her ears began to burn, and her cheeks burned.

The little hand holding the handkerchief couldn't help but tremble.

Xiao Yi laughed softly.

He took her little hand, and his big palm slowly wrapped around her little fist, rubbing it carefully in the palm of his hand.

He said softly: "Okay, what are you shaking?" ”

"Probably...... It's a stroke. ”

Nan Baoyi stammered.

"Young age, which one is the style?"

"Xu is, Xu is been, the ...... infected by Hong Laojiu"

Nan Baoyi continued to stutter.

"I didn't know that a stroke could be contagious." Xiao Yi was noncommittal, and Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Shi Ku coming back with a bloody knife, so he let go of her little hand, "Go home." ”

Nan Baoyi covered her hot face and followed him hesitantly.

When she was about to walk to the door of Jinyu Mantang, she suddenly said: "Second brother, I haven't taken the corn juice I packed yet, you love to drink it so much, you can't do without it." You wait! ”

Xiao Yi: "......"

Can you forget about corn juice for a while?

Back in Nanfu, it was approaching dusk.

The guests of Songheyuan are scattered, and a few red plum trees accumulate crystal white snow, which is beautiful and picturesque in the twilight.

Xiao Yi walked behind with his sleeves caged and watched Nan Baoyi probe forward.

He spoke, "What are you doing?" ”

"Shh Nan Baoyi turned around and made a silent gesture at him, "Nan Jing is afraid that it will be useless, my father will definitely beat me, I have to be careful, don't let him find out." ”

After speaking, he turned his head and bumped into Nanguang.

Nanguang was carrying a stick, obviously waiting here for a long time.

Nan Baoyi's heart was raised in his throat, and he hurriedly hid behind Xiao Yi, "Second brother, save me!" ”

Nan Guang was furious: "Evil girl! Didn't you go to the Golden Jade Hall to give your brother silver, what about the silver you sent?! Pity your brother who was beaten and bruised and swollen, and was carried back alive on a stretcher! ”

Nan Baoyi poked his head out, "Is he dead?" ”

"Of course not! The doctor said that if he didn't hurt the bones, he couldn't die! Nanguang threw away the stick painfully and slapped his thigh crying, "Jiaojiao, he is your brother, how can you, how can you...... Alas! ”

I'm vomiting blood, but I'm not dead......

Nan Baoyi muttered in her heart, and persuaded again: "Dad, I was stolen halfway to the silver, and there is no way to do it." And I didn't know that the dean of Wanchun Academy was eating there, and Nanjing himself said that the bundle of one hundred taels of silver was one thousand taels or two thousand taels, which caused the other party's dissatisfaction. So it's his own fault when it comes to this matter. ”

After she finished speaking, she thought that Nanguang would scold her twice.

But Nanguang just sat down on the steps in a gloomy manner.

He covered his face and didn't move for a long time.

Nan Baoyi squatted in front of him worriedly and gently pushed him, "Dad? ”

Nanguang raised his head, and his face was full of old tears.

He wiped his tears with the back of his hand, and smiled reluctantly: "I can't complain about Jiaojiao about this...... It's that he himself is not blessed, and he himself is not blessed......"

It's not that he doesn't know that Nanjing has deceived him.

often lingers in the archway of the restaurant and meets so many powerful children, how can he not know how much the bundle of Wanchun Academy is?

It's just that Jing'er has been competing for success since he was a child, and he can't give him a name, so he can only give him more silver.

He thought that he had no ability in his life, so he had to train his children to become talents.

It doesn't matter if he eats and dresses up on his own, but Jing'er has to eat and dress better, and he can't lose his dignity.

But......

He got up and staggered towards the front yard.

Nan Baoyi looked at him.

The cold wind blew the fine snow piled up on the branches of the flowers and branches on his bun, as if dyeing his hair white, and his back was quite staggering, no longer the arrogance of the past.

Her father is over 40 years old and still elegant and graceful.

It's just that today, after all, there is a sense of twilight.

She felt uncomfortable in her heart and turned to Xiao Yi, "Second brother, I don't want to go back to the house, can I go to you and sit there?" ”

Xiao Yi bowed his head.

The large study room of Chaowen Yuan is still full of ancient books.

Nan Baoyi noticed that Shen Yichao was also there.

He knelt on a woven mat of cattails, and was looking through the ledger on the case.

With such a thick and complicated account book, he flipped through it page after page, and he didn't even need an abacus to clearly calculate whether there was a difference in the account.

Xiao Yi explained: "He is now my money catcher. ”

The "money catcher" is a position in the government that is specifically responsible for dealing with private businessmen.

Every year, the Nanyue court would allocate a lump sum of silver taels to the local yamen, and the yamen chief would use the money to solve the food problems of the officials.

However, the yamen would not directly use the money to eat and drink, but handed it over to the money catchers, so that they could use the money to invest and do business in the private sector.

If the money catcher has the ability and the business is profitable, then the yamen can eat and drink well all year round, and be chic and happy.

If the money catcher is incapable and loses money while doing business, then the officials of the yamen will have to tighten their belts to get by.

There are even some money grabbers who are extremely unreliable and lose all their capital, so the yamen has nothing to eat for a whole year.

Nan Baoyi tilted her head.

She curiously knelt behind Shen Yichao and watched him turn over the account.

From the beginning of the appearance of this product, it had an expression of "I look down on you", as if it did not eat the fire in the world, but I didn't expect that it would also look at the accounts and do business, and help Lord Quan Chen get money.

Jiang Suihan sat opposite peeling oranges and said with a smile: "Let's Shen Xiaolangjun watched the sky at night on Chinese New Year's Eve, saying that Second Brother Xiao is a hidden dragon in the abyss, and sooner or later he will go straight to the clouds, so he is willing to be his staff." ”

Nan Baoyi nodded.

Shen Yichao is good, Lord Quan Chen really wants to rise to the top.

This thing looked lonely and arrogant, but I didn't expect it to have two brushes.

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"Money catchers" were the system of the Tang Dynasty

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