Chapter 32 A drunk does not remember
The green bricks and tiles, the birds and cicadas chirp, and the four corners of the eaves are hooked with a layer of faint glow.
Zhao Yan was about to wake up from a hangover, but he was full of energy when he got up in the morning.
After he washed up, he picked up a water-blue slanted satin robe in the cabinet and put it on, remembering what happened to the Wang family father and son last night, and his face collapsed with a snickering and a sudden sense of boredom.
- Hey, I have to go to the academy today.
Hugh said that Zhao Yan didn't do his job for a long time, he just didn't go often.
made up his mind and opened the door, and saw Chang Huan holding something in his arms and guarding the door.
"The eldest prince is early." Chang Huan handed him the things in his arms and said, "Childe, you threw this painting to me as soon as you came back last night, and you didn't say what to do with it." β
Zhao Yan was stunned for a long time: Isn't this Yige's Danqing?
He frowned in embarrassment, thought for a while, and said, "You have to find someone to frame the painting, and hang it in my study." β
Chang Huan didn't understand the origin of this danqing, so he only nodded and complied.
In the front hall, Zhao Qingmiao was drinking porridge.
A four-legged plum-style round table and square stool, with a clay casserole on the table, lifted the lid, and a shiny mung bean porridge in it. There are also a few side dishes, hot and sour dried radish, and stir-fried tofu with plum vegetables.
Shen Xiao was busy peeling eggshells, so careful that he didn't have time to pick up even a small tuft of broken hair blocking his vision. After a while, he put the peeled white and tender eggs into Zhao Qingmiao's dish, and then took a half step back before he had the time to raise his eyes and look at the door.
Zhao Yanjiu looked at him from a distance: This kid looks harmless, but his eyes are always hiding the sharp light, and he is really wronged to be a subordinate.
Chang Xicai saw Zhao Yanjiu, and immediately bowed down and called: "The eldest prince is early!" β
When Zhao Qingmiao heard the voice, she looked at it with no saltiness or lightness, which made Zhao Yan want to raise his feet and leave after a long time.
Fortunately, my brain is fast enough at the moment: no, I haven't done anything bad, what am I afraid of.
When he came over slowly, his butt sat down, and Chang Huan had already scooped a bowl of porridge for him.
Zhao Qingmiao put down the bowl after eating, straightened her slender waist, and carefully touched her lips with a handkerchief.
Shen Xiao looked at her sideways and hooked his lips lightly.
Today, she wears a lotus white short dress and long skirt, wide sleeves and green lotus patterns, dewdrops and rouge, and sits like a bottle of blue glazed white porcelain bottle.
Zhao Qingmiao's eyes fluttered, and she stared at Zhao Yanjiu seriously and said, "Brother, let's take Chang Huan with you when you go out to drink next time, don't be like last night." β
These unprovoked words make people unable to get out of the clouds.
Zhao Yanjiu stretched out a finger to touch the edge of the bowl carefully, and reflected: "What happened last night?" I remember walking back by myself, huh? β
Zhao Qingmiao glanced at him deeply, and before he opened his mouth, he saw Chang Xi on the side holding back a smile.
Zhao Yan shook his legs for a long time, and his heart became more and more uneasy.
Zhao Qingmiao kindly helped him recall: "Do you remember when you came back last night, you followed a girl? The girl was waiting at the door with a food cart, saying that you had eaten a bowl of noodles and didn't pay the bill, so you had to ask her to come back and get it. By the way, the silver was given by Uncle Zhong, you remember to return it to Uncle Zhong. β
Girl? Face? Images from last night flashed back to my mind...... In an instant, his face turned red. Zhao Yanjiu was embarrassed, picked up the porridge bowl and put it to his mouth, and took a big sip.
The girl who set up the stall - tsk, she is soft and weak, but she can't see that she is so fat. It's a shame that you're a decent gentleman, otherwise you wouldn't have had to do anything?
Zhao Qingmiao said that she wanted to go to the shop to take a look, got up and left with Chang Xi.
Shen Xiao followed unhurriedly.
Zhao Yanjiu rarely heard a quiet ear, drank the porridge leisurely, and took the sedan chair to the college.
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Yongcheng has an official school, but the students who go to school are all children from noble backgrounds, who have read sage books since childhood, and there are special gentlemen who teach them privately.
However, the Yushu College set up by Zhao Yanjiu is specially recruiting those poor students. The background is naturally inferior, but the knowledge and literary talent can be compared.
There is an exception to this. At the beginning, Zhao Yanjiu opened a college, bought a house to repair, bought desks and chairs, and hired another gentleman, spending a lot of money. It was difficult to rely on the Zhao family's bottom for a while, so he opened his mouth to borrow some from Old Man Wang. As everyone knows, the old man actually sent his grandson over, and he called it a share.
The college is located on Ximen Street, and across the road is the official school. It's not that Zhao Yanjiu was bold, but it turned out that the owner of this house wanted to leave Yongcheng, and he picked up a big bargain when he was eager to get rid of it.
In addition to the east and west wings, the miscellaneous rooms, there are two lobby rooms along the corridor in the north and south for teaching, one side hall and one back garden, which are elegant and clumsy, showing the elegance of the college.
Zhao Yanjiu stepped into the academy door and went straight to the hall. He walked a little fast, and when he turned the corner, the hem of his sleeve hit a potted plant, and the flower branches trembled suddenly, and the delicate petals swirled and fell. He raised his feet and walked in front, and Chang Huan behind him stepped the petals into the gap in the stone slab.
Through a row of open windows, I saw the students listening to Mr. Teach's recitation. Read a place where 'a gentleman knows the world but not the world.' Pavilions are unique, not mixed with dust. He asked the students what they were saying.
There was a down-to-earth face, and he replied with a glance: "To be an upright gentleman who must believe in his words and be fruitful in his deeds, and look up to the sky and bow down to the ground." β
After listening to this, the gentleman touched his shortbeard with satisfaction and nodded.
Bullshit. Zhao Yanjiu secretly slandered, and pulled the corners of his mouth without being salty.
Then I heard a low sentence floating from the last row: "If you can't be alone, then you can only join the same stream." β
All the students immediately turned around with different expressions. Some people think it's reasonable, and some people think it's ridiculous.
Mr. Teaching was choked with anger, and glared angrily: "Wang Jue, you don't think you can skip class every day if you don't think you're smart!" There are many people and things in this world, and only by keeping a pure heart can we ......"
- to die quickly.
What the gentleman said at the end was already vague in Zhao Yanjiu's ears. His eyes were still clear, but his mind was deep.
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Zhao's shop.
The light shone in from the hollow pane, reflecting on Zhao Qingmiao's side face, half bright and half dark.
A little scorching, she frowned slightly, and supported her forehead with one hand. The green silk fell from the fingers, the breeze blew, and the ends of the hair swept over the tip of the nose and jaw little by little.
Shen Xiao's gaze sank, and he reached out and held a fan to shade her.
Zhao Qingmiao's eyes flickered as he stared at the accounts, and he didn't make a sound.
When she arrived at the shop today, she began to check the accounts, and it was not until her belly screamed that she realized that it was time for lunch.
Xinglong Restaurant.
The three of them entered the door, and Xiao Er came up to greet him warmly.
"Three distinguished guests! What would you like to eat? Today, there are crabs just caught in the river, which can be steamed and stir-fried. Fresh pork ribs, stewed yam to nourish it? There are chickens, ducks, fat geese, snails, herring...... Or give you a pot of snails and snacks first? β
Zhao Qingmiao glanced around the wooden signs hanging on the wall, and found that in addition to some common dish names, there were some other blank ones. So he asked the little two curiously: "What does this blank sign mean?" β
Xiao Er smiled and replied: "The guests who enter our Xinglong Restaurant are from the south and the north, and the tastes are different. You can order it, and our chefs will think of ways to make it. β
This is the only one, but it is very attentive.
To say that Xinglong Restaurant has only been open for a short time, I have never heard of the owner showing up in Yongcheng. They are all in business, so how can there be no reason not to be familiar with local merchants? On weekdays, there is only one shopkeeper to support the faΓ§ade, but the guys in the building seem to be very well-behaved and very diligent.