I thought that Miss Sikong couldn't learn dance steps, so she had to dispel her bad thoughts and start from the aspect that Sikong's family still lacked cooks.

On the way to inquire, they unexpectedly learned that the Sikong family was actually recruiting Mr. Teacher.

This sudden good news made the shocked dust reluctantly give up twenty taels of silver, and prepared for Ying Zhichu to be "literary and polite".

So, two days later, Ying Zhichu stepped on the soft red light and rushed to Fengwu Town alone.

She discussed it with Jingchen, she first went to Sikong Mansion to explore the way, if she didn't succeed, he would go out in person, and Jingchen readily agreed.

The reason for being so refreshing is actually that there is not enough silver, and I can't make up two "gentlemen" for a while.

Ying Zhichu set up three bowls of tea in the tea stall for a long time, and the door of Sikong Mansion was reopened.

A middle-aged man came running from afar, dignified and kind, wearing dazzling clothes, with a series of jade pendants and gourd sachets hanging on his bloated waist, which lined the only white jade pendant on Ying Zhichu's waist and was extremely pitiful, she couldn't help but sigh: Sikongjia is really not short of cooks.

"You sent this post?" Steward Wang ran closer, panting, and looked at Ying Zhichu with an experienced gaze.

Ying Zhichu shook slightly, "It's me." I heard that your government is recruiting a teacher for the young lady, and I have only been reading for a few years, so I want to come and give it a try. ”

Steward Wang looked at it, and saw that the young man was not arrogant or impatient, and his temperament was elegant, and he really looked like a scholar, so he couldn't help but nod.

Then he asked, "Can you play the piano?" ”

Ying Zhixin was stunned, could it be that the news was wrong, and it was the pianist who was recruited?

"Your mansion is not recruiting Mr. Teacher...... she left half of her words.

Steward Wang smiled and explained slowly, "It seems that Mr. is not from this Fengwu Town, and all the neighbors in this neighborhood know that my young lady is good at the piano, if Mr. can play the piano, the young lady will be happy, so I will ask more." ”

Remembering that when he was learning the piano, his father knocked down the ring ruler, and Ying Zhichu stroked his fingers and spoke weakly.

"I see, play the piano...... It's just a little bit of a thing. ”

Steward Wang nodded, he was also a cheerful person, "I look good, if it weren't for the temporary incident of the teaching gentleman, the master would be afraid that the young lady would be bored, and I wouldn't be in a hurry to run around all day." Then come with me, sir. ”

"There is labor."

She breathed a sigh of relief and followed closely behind Steward Wang.

Steward Wang led her to the front hall to meet Mrs. Sikong, and Mrs. Sikong was very satisfied with it, although she didn't know what they were satisfied with.

After a while, the two of them came to the inner house.

A large bamboo forest is planted on the vacant land, which is full of new ideas.

From a distance, it is really quiet and elegant.

But the construction specifications in this house seem to have changed the style, it is far to see the wealthy, up close to the still wealthy, such a rich and exquisite courtyard, a bamboo forest, is also strange.

Steward Wang led the way, and Ying Ying was close to the first set, "I haven't asked Mr. for his name yet." ”

"Contemptible, at the beginning."

"Mr. Ying, I am the steward of the Sikong family, you can just call me Lao Wang."

"Okay, Steward Wang."

Steward Wang looked at the young man Heshun's eyebrows and asked the doubts in his heart, "Is the handwriting on the prayer note written by Mr. himself?" ”

She rolled her beautiful eyes, and sure enough, she asked.

"Come in a hurry, write it casually, don't laugh at Steward Wang."

Steward Wang shook his head, and could only pick out, "Don't dare, although the old man is trapped in this mansion to deal with affairs, he also traveled with the old man in the early years, and he thinks he has a little knowledge. ”

“……”

Seeing that the young man was silent, Steward Wang continued to praise: "Ordinary people can only have three or four points of image after ten years of hard practice, which is the genius of Master Yun." But Mr. Xiao, you are so young, you can imitate the eight-point image, I guess if it weren't for the fear of the old man selling that post for money, it is not unusual for Mr. Xiao to imitate ten points. ”

"I'm young and thoughtful, so don't blame me for being inconsiderate."

The steward did say what she was thinking, but she didn't want to explain more about these old things.

"Don't dare, sir, don't be humble, if I really take it out, even if everyone knows that it is an imitation pen, I will buy it at a high price. Master Yun is famous, and some literati make a living by imitating his handwriting, after all, his ink treasure is very difficult to please. ”

During the conversation, the two walked to the gate of the courtyard.

Steward Wang bowed to Ying Weaving Chu and showed a strange smile, "The old man is still busy, so he won't lead the way." The gentleman walked on the steps, and someone answered him. ”

Doubts flashed in her eyes, and she could only nod.

Smelling the fragrance of flowers along the way, she counted how many bamboos there were on both sides of the road as she walked, and this Miss Sikong also loved bamboo too much.

Walking into the courtyard, I looked left and right for a while, and then I saw a little girl standing outside the house.

Someone to answer the ......

What Steward Wang said should be this girl with a fierce face holding a big wooden stick.

Ying Zhichu took a closer look at what the girl was wearing, obviously it was a good material, and she was also wearing rare jewelry, but how did she look like a little maid on her little face.

The girl was also looking at him, with a hostile stance with a stick.

Ying Zhichu raised his eyebrows and saluted first: "Here is the new teacher, dare to ask if your young lady is in the house?" ”

Roushui is just a fifteen-year-old maid, and she can see that the food on weekdays is very good, she stared at the young man's face and was slightly stunned, sighing in her heart that the young man was so good, she still clenched the wooden stick and shouted: "Where did you come from, where are you going!" My young lady doesn't need a new gentleman! ”

"Oh, have you asked your young lady?"

"You! You don't have to worry about it, if you don't leave, I'm welcome. Roushui said evilly.

"You're welcome...... Ying Zhichu chewed the words in his mouth, and couldn't help asking, "Why are you welcome?" ”

Roushui looked at the young man's calm appearance, and couldn't help but feel angry, and waved out with a slight force, "If it hurts, you know what it means to be polite and what it means to be polite!" ”

In the face of the strong wind, the wooden stick was waved, and there was no emotion left.

She could only dodge, leaning sideways slightly, admiring the soft water and the whole person with a stick planted on the ground.

"Ahh You...... You're a splash! The little girl fell to the ground, her forehead was broken, and her small mouth was still unforgiving.

Ying Zhi saw that she was okay for the first time, so he took it upon himself to push the door of the room.

The little girl only cared about the pain and didn't get up yet.

Push it open and see, sure enough, it is a large study, the windows are bright, and the furnishings in the room are all luxurious, if a group of students are all occupied.

Ying Weaving snorted as soon as he first felt that the fragrance in the room was even stronger, and he turned his head slightly, and a large area of purple and red clusters was clustered on the floor, which was stunning and dazzling.

"I don't like the sun, and I love flowers, so I can only think of a stupid way to make my husband smile."

A cold voice sounded, and Ying Ori looked back when he first heard the voice, and saw the girl in a wheelchair.

The girl was wearing a concubine-colored cloud gauze skirt, her face was powdered, and her appearance was very cold and delicate, but the words she could say were like a little awl piercing people.

"Sir, can you get out after reading it? Soft water, give me a call. ”