Yun Tingwen heard Yan Huan to inquire about Zhao Zhongyong's temperament, and finally looked at him, but his eyes were full of sarcasm: "What's the matter? General Zhao has made military achievements this time, and he is about to be crowned the king and worship the prime minister, and you are rushing to flatter again? ”

"What are you talking about?" Yan Huan called him to say that his face was pale for a while: "I'm just asking, I'm now in the second grade."

You don't know the official system of our Dayuan Dynasty, the highest rank of military attache is the second rank, no matter how much he can't surpass me, at most he is on an equal footing with me, how can I rush to please him? ”

"Since you don't have to please, you don't need to inquire into people's privacy in private." The road that made Yunting as cold as ice.

"Shao Shao, why don't you open your mind?" Yan Huan really hated iron but not steel: "Okay, I won't argue with you, tell me what you know, I still have other things to deal with." ”

"I don't know." Yun Ting said and turned his eyes disdainfully: "In the future, if you want to take such a crooked and evil way, don't come to me to ask, your behavior makes me look down on me and makes me sick, even if I know, I won't tell you." ”

"You, you, you ......" Yan Huan suddenly got up and pointed at him, really angry: "Stubborn, self-righteous!" You're like this for the rest of your life! It's really infuriating to me! ”

He shook his hand and walked away.

As if he hadn't seen Yun Ting, he moved the book on the case to himself, and began to read hard at the desk again.

followed Yan Huan step by step, looking at his angry face, he didn't dare to take a breath.

Yan Huan walked forward for a while, and his heart was a little relieved, before he opened his mouth and asked him: "Pingbu, in addition to the eldest young master, is there anyone in this family who is familiar with Qin Nanfeng?" ”

Pingbu thought for a while and said, "This ...... I don't know if it's small. However, the master can call Young Master Qin by himself and ask. ”

"Me?" Yan Huan was stunned for a moment.

"Sir, have you forgotten?" Pingbu said with a smile: "When Young Master Qin never went to the frontier, he also came to our family to study for a few days, and he was also your student." ”

Yan Huan frowned and thought for a moment, it was indeed the case, but he had never taken Qin Nanfeng in his eyes, he remembered that the kid was very clever, sitting in the corner, and thinking about coming to study was just a perfunctory adult in the family, hiding here to pass the time.

Sure enough, he only listened to it for a few days and left, and he didn't pay attention.

Besides, although the old lady of the Qin family is beautiful, he has long since withdrawn from the court and does not ask about the world, although Qin Nanfeng's father Qin Shuming reads well, he is rigid and conservative, and he will not be flexible at all, so he is not worthy of deep friendship.

Therefore, Yan Huan never took Qin Nanfeng to heart, but just looked at Yun Ting's face and let him learn to listen to him at home.

I didn't think that this kid was still of some use, but I didn't know what his character was, so I wouldn't say it.

Pingbu looked at his uncertain appearance, and said: "Master, Young Master Qin has already come to his house, why don't you call him, and say that he will come to study at home, and by the way, he will inspect his schoolwork, and then the master will ask if he wants to know even more." ”

Yan Huan nodded: "You are right, you can handle this matter, you must call him."

I'm going to go to the Dancing Pavilion. ”

"Yes." Pingbu turned around and did as he was told.

After deciding on this matter, Yan Huan seemed to be walking a little faster, and he planned to ask Yun Jiao, after all, Yun Ting was close to Yun Jiao, and he might not have heard him mention a few words.

When Yun Jiao got up and went to Chunhui Hall to ask for peace, Aunt Qian had already got up and heated the zongzi and dried them in a sieve on the side, so that Yun Jiao's house could eat them when it cooled a little.

"Auntie, it's so fragrant." Yun Jiao entered the house with a smile: "When I entered the yard, I smelled the fragrance of salted meat dumplings." ”

"Gluttonous cat spirit." Aunt Qian scratched her nose: "Wash your hands and eat." ”

"Okay." Yun Jiao cleaned her hands, took the dumplings peeled by Mama Qu, and couldn't wait to take a bite, squinting her eyes and nodding: "Auntie, it's so delicious, it's still that taste." ”

"Slow down, don't choke." Aunt Qian saw the sweetness of her food, and her heart was also happy.

"I'm not a child anymore, how can I choke." Yun Jiao took another bite: "Auntie, why don't you eat?" ”

"While the small pot is hot, cook the rest of yesterday's noodles, now that the weather is getting warmer, this kind of thing can't be put away, and it will be bad if you put it down again." Aunt Qian explained.

Yun Jiao nodded, and simply squatted on the edge of the stove to accompany her while eating.

"What are you doing here, you kid?" Aunt Qian looked at her funny: "Go, go to the table to eat, then there are side dishes." ”

"I'll wait for my aunt to eat together." Yun Jiao replied to her carelessly.

"It's not proper, you're a girl's family, you don't sit and eat and don't eat, go quickly." Aunt Qian urged her.

"Auntie, you just let the girl go, and no outsiders are left or right." Mama Qu persuaded.

"You're all used to her." Aunt Qian said a word, but she never urged her again.

Yun Jiao ate a zongzi and got up to get it, and asked in her mouth, "Auntie, have you taken the zongzi for Mama Li?" ”

"Not yet, tell Pu Jia to send it." Aunt Qian grabbed the noodles into the pot and stirred them with chopsticks.

"Okay, let's go." Yun Jiao said while trying to pick up the zongzi in the basket one by one, the zongzi had a single one, two tied together, and three or four, she couldn't tell the difference, so she asked: "Auntie, how many are red beans together?" ”

It was a mark made by Aunt Qian to distinguish the filling in the zongzi.

"Three." Aunt Qian turned her head and looked.

"Three, this one is, Mama likes to eat red beans." Yun Jiao lifted two strings and handed them to Pu Jia: "Nuo, send it quickly." ”

"Yes." Pu Jia took the zongzi and went.

Yun Jiao picked up another zongzi and squatted down to peel it: "I knew when I looked at it that one must be bacon." ”

"Look at your gluttony." Aunt Qian scolded with a smile.

Yun Jiao didn't care, and took a bite of the zongzi with a smile.

"I'll tell you, only two are allowed, and if you eat too much glutinous rice until your stomach doesn't melt, you will have to accumulate food." Aunt Qian advised.

"Okay." Yun Jiao responded obediently.

There were two zongzi down, and she was almost full.

"What are you doing here?" Yan Huan walked in with a gloomy face.

"Sir." Aunt Qian's hand shook, and the chopsticks that were stirring the noodles almost fell to the ground.

"Father." Yun Jiao was eating sweetly, and hurriedly stood up when she heard the sound, holding the half-eaten salted meat dumplings in her hands.

Yan Huan frowned and looked at the boiling noodles in the small pot: "It's so good, can't the kitchen have breakfast?" How did you cook your own noodles? ”