At this time, Jiao Meng was really anxious.

He writes a poem every day, sends someone to send it to Miss Xinyu, at the beginning of Miss Xinyu will have a message to send over, let him study hard, don't be too busy to have fun, but gradually, the message is getting less and less, until now, it has been five days, and Miss Xinyu has not said a word to him.

Jiao Meng was in an irritable mood, he couldn't help but walk to the door, two strong guys stretched out their hands to stop them, and one of them smiled all over his face: "Young Master Jiao, where are you going?" ”

Jiao Meng instantly became even more annoyed, and he said impatiently: "Go to the street." ”

"The fourth master allows you to study at home with peace of mind, Yanbei is very chaotic, even the king of Yanbei County has been kidnapped by bandits, you are not familiar with the place, so don't go out."

That's it every time!

Jiao Meng was extremely angry, raising his leg is a kick, and he was kicking on the stomach of the little guy, and the little guy bent down with a sigh, Jiao Meng snorted coldly, and walked past the little guy with his head held high.

In the capital, even his mother would not count him like this.

It's a pity that this house is relatively remote, far away from the downtown area, it is spring at this time, but the snow in Yanbei has not yet melted, there are no willow branches and green branches, there are no peach blossoms, and there is no little lady who steps on spring in twos and threes.

Little lady?

Jiao Meng was suddenly shocked, what was wrong with him, how could he have such a dirty thought?

Jiao Meng involuntarily gave himself a slap in the face, his thoughts were too lewd, Ji Siye was right, only reading can purify the soul, he would have this kind of thought, but he still read too few books.

Jiao Meng turned around and galloped away.

The little guy who was kicked in the stomach by him just now was still there, and when he saw him, he had the same smile on his face, as if nothing had happened to him.

"Young Master Jiao, tomorrow the fourth master will give a lecture in the school, if you want to go, the little one will go and sign you up."

"The fourth master's class?" Jiao Meng's eyes lit up, like a drought seedling hearing thunder, "Quick, go and sign up, go quickly!" ”

Fourth Master Ji is really timely rain, he just realized that his mind is dirty, and Fourth Master Ji is about to start class.

Jiao Mengmu sent the little girl to sign him up, and then he returned to the house with confidence, and he wanted to write a poem to give to Miss Xinyu......

No, let's not write it yet, wait until tomorrow when you finish class and have new insights, and then confide in Miss Xinyu.

......

In the kitchen of the Metropolitan Governor's Mansion, the assistant chef Xiao Wang was holding a kitchen knife in his left and right hands, and was chopping the meat stuffing, and the godmother Zhang Pozi hurriedly walked in, saw that there was no one around, and asked: "What, you are left to work alone?" ”

It's okay not to mention it, but when I heard my godmother say this, Xiao Wang couldn't help complaining: "It's not, so many people's bun fillings let me chop alone, and I only have two hands, so I don't treat me as a human being." ”

"If you are in a restaurant, how can you be a second chef with your skills, but unfortunately, you can only do some odd jobs here." Mrs. Zhang got angry when she thought about it, she thought that if she let her godson learn the craft of cooking, she would also be able to enjoy Qingfu, but unfortunately her share in the house was not enough, and her godson was still a miscellaneous worker after a few years, but she was her godmother, and she still had to give him Zhang Luo's relatives, just with such a few wages per month, whose girl would be willing to marry?

The mother and son complained a few more words, and Mrs. Zhang suddenly remembered what she was doing, and she said: "By the way, Feng Er, who was driving the car, said that there was a God of Wealth in the Guannei, and he set up a school in Songbai Garden, specializing in teaching people how to make money, Feng Er has a relative, just listened to a few classes there, and found a way to make money, I inquired with Feng Er, the God of Wealth is going to give a lecture tomorrow, why don't you also go and listen?" ”

Xiao Wang smiled: "Godmother, don't listen to Feng Er's bragging, if his relatives really make money, why didn't they help him?" I saw him borrowing money from someone yesterday. ”

"It's true, Feng Er didn't brag this time, you don't look at Feng Er's virtue, he just can't support the wall in the mud, if I were his relative, I wouldn't help him, but you are different, you know words, you have craftsmanship, a talent, godmother still counts on you for the rest of her life, I will take leave for you, you will listen."

Xiao Wang's heart moved slightly, Godmother was right, with his ability, he couldn't chop meat here for a lifetime.

Besides, he substituted Lao Zhao for a few days ago, and tomorrow he will let Lao Zhao substitute him for another day, without taking leave or deducting wages, even if Feng Er is talking nonsense, he has no loss, but just listening to the class.

"Okay, I'll go tomorrow!"

......

In the flower hall of the Metropolitan Governor's Mansion, Yang Qin was looking at the beauty in front of him. Just at the age of Ji, the weak willow blows in the wind, and the person is more delicate than the flower, if he didn't know that this is Ji Siye's niece, Yang Qin would think that this is a young lady from a Jiangnan family.

Ji Fatzi actually has such a beautiful niece, no wonder his heart is higher than the sky, and he wants to marry a champion.

It's a pity that after all, she is a merchant woman, and her background is lower.

Although this dynasty has always been tolerant of merchants, those who have been selected for the imperial examination are still reluctant to marry merchant girls.

However, Qiao Yinuo is the champion of the poor family, and if he wants to rise to the top, how can he not have silver.

Ji Siye has nothing else, but he has silver.

It's a pity that such a beauty is cheaper for nothing.

Yang Qin looked at the girl in front of him again, and when he saw the girl blushing and hanging her head, he laughed.

The little girl was still shy.

"Fourth Master Ji, a talent like my niece, Qiao Yinuo is a high climber, and this family business is wrapped up in me!" Yang Qinhao was dry, and suddenly paused, as if he remembered something, and said with some hesitation, "However, Qiao Yinuo is the champion of the new branch after all, and he only came to Yanbei to observe politics, and he still has to return to the capital in a year and a half, besides, he is a civil official, I am afraid that the governor of Bendu will be powerless at that time." ”

Xungui and the official eunuch are two circles, not to mention, Yang Qin is still in Yanbei, Ji Siye wants this future niece and son-in-law to soar, only silver is not enough.

Ji Siye arched his hand and said busily: "The governor of the capital is bothered, I won't tell you, I only have such a niece, who has been regarded as a pearl in the palm since she was a child, and she knows everything about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, so I expect her to marry a son-in-law who rides the dragon and has no worries for a lifetime." If I really marry her to the capital, I really can't bear it. Now my Lao Ji has put all his net worth in Yanbei, I want to live in Yanbei for a long time, Yanbei and the capital are thousands of miles away, and Lao Ji is not at ease to let his niece marry him. ”

Yang Qin was puzzled and asked, "But then Qiao Yinuo wants to return to the capital after all?" ”

Ji Siye said: "Just with his first-born champion, with the experience of the Grand Dudu, if he wants to get a decree for my niece, how many years will it take?" ”

Only the mothers and wives of officials of the third rank or above can be sealed.

Yang Qin laughed and said, "How many years? To tell you the truth, more than ten years is lucky, and twenty or thirty years is also lucky, don't you know, how many people are still on the fourth or fifth grade until Zhishi? How many officials of all sizes in the capital can have more than three grades? ”