Since Jiang Qu's death, Jiang Ruohan has been guarding filial piety behind closed doors. Han Zheng sometimes went to visit, he asked the shopkeeper Zhang to prepare some nourishing prescriptions, and sent them after boiling, but it was inconvenient to stay longer during the mourning. Han Zheng and his partners continued to run for the lecture hall, and with the help of Zhou Nan, they opened a new lecture hall in the industry under their name, but due to the shortage of teachers, Han Zheng and Su Qingzhou had to go back and forth.

One day, while his students were debating, he suddenly heard someone shouting at him behind him. When he turned around, he saw the cyan robe standing behind him. "Wind groaning?" Jiang Ruohan appeared at the door, the sunlight refracted on his face, and a warm halo appeared, Han Zheng was fascinated, "Why are you here?" ”

Han Zheng walked quickly to the door and welcomed him in, after not seeing him for so long, he was now looking very good, and his charm was still the same. The students were stunned, "Isn't this 'Jiang Sage'?" Suddenly, the lecture hall was silent, it seemed that he was coming, and everyone had some axes." It's okay, you go on, Zijun and I have something to say. Jiang Ruohan only said hello and asked Han Zheng to follow him out of the house.

"The wind groans. What are you? Han Zheng was a little surprised to see him appear.

"I want to join the WTO with you." Jiang Ruohan said this loudly, which made Han Zheng even more surprised, "You decided?" "My filial piety has expired, and I think of what you said last time: 'The great husband acts, regardless of right and wrong; On obedience and disobedience, regardless of success or failure; On eternity, no matter the whole life', as long as there is a way in the heart and the original intention, you can achieve positive results anywhere. I think my dad will understand me, too. ”

"Great." Han Zheng couldn't help but pat him, Jiang Ruohan was stunned, Han Zheng felt that he was acting rudely, for fear of startling the reader, so he hurriedly helped him rub his sleeves, "I'm sorry." "Jiang Ruohan.

Han Zheng took him to see the lecture hall, Jiang Ruohan said some ideas while watching, Han Zheng wrote them down one by one, and finally the two came to the study. "You came to help me this time, I always feel ashamed of Jiang Lao. His words at the beginning seemed to have the intention of trusting orphans, but now I have disobeyed him. "Han Zheng always felt that he had abducted Jiang Ruohan, and he inevitably felt a little guilty about the Jiang family, afraid that the old man would come to him in the middle of the night to settle accounts." Oh, that's entrusting me to you? Jiang Ruohan looked at him.

Han Zheng didn't know what Jiang Ruohan meant by this, and was a little hesitant, "How do you say this?" I want to ......" He actually supported the bookcase with one hand, forcing Jiang Ruohan to lean his back against the bookcase and wrap his arm around his waist with the other, "Then do you want me to take care of you?" ”

Jiang Ruohan's face flushed, and her eyelashes fluttered a few times like feathers, "Do you take care of me like before?" ”

"You can take care of it however you want." Han Zheng continued to wrap his arms around his waist, pinched his chin with his other hand, and his lips immediately pressed up. The two hugged each other tightly in the study, and at this moment all the distractions and prejudices in the outside world were temporarily put aside. Jiang Ruohan was clinging to the bookcase, and the books crackled and fell to the ground. The bookcase was a little shaky, and it couldn't support the weight of the two of them, Jiang Ruohan's original hand holding the cabinet could only wrap his arms around Han Zheng's neck, leaning back, and letting Han Zheng hold him. Han Zheng picked him up, walked into the inner room, and put him on the collapse. Han Zheng bent down and pressed his ear to his ear, "I like you so much." With that, he hugged him tightly.

Jiang Ruohan lay beside Han Zheng, his eyes closed, his eyelashes sweeping a perfect arc on his eyelids. Han Zheng was afraid that he would catch a cold, so he pulled a quilt over him, saw him lying in his arms, and gently pecked him on the face. "It's getting late, you can stay here today." He got up and put on his clothes, turned back to him and smiled affectionately, "I'll go look ahead, help you get some food, and have a good rest." ”

When Han Zheng brought the meal, Jiang Ruohan was already sitting on the bookcase and flipping through the books, "You translated these Western anthologies?" ”

"yes. We have people who specialize in translation, and we exchange these books in the lecture hall. Han Zheng helped Jiang Ruohan take a good meal, and hugged him from behind with both hands, "Can I call you Xiaohan in the future, don't work hard, come over and eat, or I'll feed you." ”

"No, it's too exaggerated." Jiang Ruohan couldn't break free, Han Zheng leaned on his shoulder, kissed him again, and then grabbed him with one hand and hugged him horizontally. "What if I let me down and be seen?" Jiang Ruohan struggled a few more times in his arms.

"No, no one is here. Why, you weren't worried about anyone just now, but now you're worried. Han Zheng smiled evilly at him. Jiang Ruohan blushed again and let him sit at the dining table. "It's okay for me to stay here, these books are mine."

"What's yours, it's all yours. I'm yours too. Han Zheng stuffed a lot of vegetables into his bowl. So much, how can I eat? Jiang Ruohan looked at the bowl and was stupid.

"You fainted from hunger last time, don't make up for it, you can't be too thin to be my Han Zheng's daughter-in-law."

“……”

After Jiang Ruohan settled in the lecture hall, sure enough, students from all walks of life came. In the past, they only heard the name of "Jiang Shengren", but they did not see his name, but now students can enter the lecture hall to listen to him talk eloquently and debate with him. However, there are also many discussions in the outside world, believing that "Jiang Shengren" is inevitably vulgar, and he has even entered the WTO and gained fame. "The knowledge of the world can be passed on for centuries only if it is shared with others." Jiang Ruohan often scoffed at this and disagreed. Su Qingzhou was like a treasure, and he surrounded Jiang Ruohan every day to ask for advice. Han Zheng knew that Su Qingzhou was obsessed with learning and had a fight with Jiang Ruohan, he didn't want nerds to occupy his wind all day long, and the vinegar jar was knocked over at every turn. "Qinghe, the wind is tired, don't keep pestering others." He put his hand on Jiang Ruohan's shoulder and took him away directly. looked at Su Qingzhou and froze in place. The two of them were busy with affairs in the lecture hall during the day, and when they returned, they sharpened their ears and temples. "Move the lecture hall to my house, it's a little smaller." Jiang Ruohan looked at Han Zheng while flipping through the book.

"Then I'm going to live in your house too, haven't I become an upside down?" Han Zheng touched his face and watched the candlelight draw soft lines on his face.

"It's up to you whether you go or not." He continued to flip through the book, "I still insisted on moving the lecture hall there. ”

"Okay, okay, you have the final say, my Xiaohan." Han Zheng stepped forward to hug him, and sighed softly in his ear, "Then you also promise me one thing." ”

"What's the matter?" Jiang Ruohan felt that the roots of his ears were itchy.

Han Zheng took out a jade ear from his arms, "I want you to put this on." In the future, I can bite my ears and fight with you. ”

Jiang Ruohan frowned, "I don't want to wear it." ”

"Wear it."

"What are you doing, you're working hard again." Jiang Ruohan was carried into the house again.

Han Zheng went out early in the morning. It was not until late evening that he returned to the lecture hall. He always felt that Jiang Ruohan looked at him strangely, and he felt that there seemed to be something different on his face today. It wasn't until he got closer that he noticed that a white jade bead was dangling under his earlobe. He almost burst out laughing, and could only hold back a smile and look at him. Jiang Ruohan found out his bad intentions, glared, don't look over, and continued to lecture with the students. "Xiaohan, I like you so much." At night, as soon as Jiang Ruohan stepped into the door, he was hugged by Han Zheng from behind, and he held the bead in his mouth, "We'll move over tomorrow." ”

"The door is still open." Jiang Ruohan felt that he was now under the influence of Han Zheng, and he was becoming more and more shameless. Han Zheng didn't let go of him, kicked the door shut, and continued to pick him up, "Don't go to the school tomorrow." ”

"If you don't go, what will happen to those students?"

"Let Su Nerd go, I'll move with you tomorrow."

When Jiang Ruohan woke up the next day, Han Zheng was no longer at the pillow. Han Zheng asked Su Nerd to deal with those students, and in the morning, before going to bed for breakfast, he waited for Jiang Ruohan to eat. Then he began to direct the people to move.

Since Bai Xuan left, Shen Zhiqing has become a little taciturn. She either looked silently at the street, as if he might appear in the crowd, or kept practicing calligraphy with the pen that Bai Xuan gave her in the house, and the handwriting was now indistinguishable from Bai Xuan's. She passed by the garden several times, and always had the urge to walk in, but thinking that the building was empty, there was a lot of blank space in her heart, so she could only fill it with a lot of worry, "You're okay over there." ”

The cold wind swept away the last leaves on the trees, and then brought scattered snowflakes. After the lecture hall was moved into Jiangfu, the number of students increased, and some admired Jiang Ruohan or made friends with him, and they also volunteered to come to give lectures, and for a time Jiangfu became the most lively lecture place in Xizhou. The students even joined forces with the Hanlin Academy to write a book of advice to the imperial court. And Han Zheng also stayed in Jiang Mansion in a grand manner, and the two entered the inner courtyard in pairs, and they did not shy away from suspicion against Zhang Changhe and Su Qingzhou. From then on, as long as Su Qingzhou saw Han Zheng's jealous eye knife, he was so frightened that he didn't dare to pester Jiang Ruohan to discuss. At this time, the south wind was also prevalent in Jiangnan, and the housekeepers and servants in the house were not surprised. The old housekeeper just felt that Jiang Ruohan might marry a woman on a whim and eventually marry a woman to inherit the Jiang family in the future, but seeing that the two have a deep relationship, Han Zheng takes care of his son meticulously, and he is more loving than ordinary couples, and sometimes it is difficult to say the words of reminder to his mouth. Han Zheng was worried that Jiang Ruohan was thin, so he prepared enough good charcoal for the house. "Xiaohan, after the winter, I will lay a floor dragon here, and then you won't be able to freeze anywhere, and you won't have to wear so many clothes." Han Zheng took his ear in his mouth again and teased it at will. "Our family has always been frugal, so we don't need to be so extravagant and spend so much money, so it's better to buy some books for the school to benefit more readers." Jiang Ruohan knew that as soon as he said something invisible, he was thinking again. "Or my daughter-in-law will be in charge." He pressed against the crook of his neck and snorted desperately, "What are you doing, this mark can't be removed." Jiang Ruohan frowned. Han Zheng likes to see him frowning the most, "If you can't remove it, you can't remove it, I'll turn over a fur collar for you to wear." Sure enough, the hairy collar pierced Jiang Ruohan's neck for a day the next day.