Yu Youwei is three years younger than him, and the two families live next to each other, and the two can also be said to be childhood sweethearts.

However, due to Zhou Bei's special experience, the two only really got in touch five years ago.

Two years ago, Yu Youwei, who was not deeply involved in the world, was coaxed into the palm of his hand by the scheming and calculating him.

In Trois-Rivières, there is no noblewoman more beautiful, simpler, and easier to coax than her.

His father, as the chief engineer of the Fifth Tractor Factory, was more than famous, but not well-educated.

And although Yu Cheng of the Yu family is only a small family, because he married the Changjun Lord of the Xue Wangfu generation, he jumped into the Dragon Gate.

is different from the history of another world, the Ming he is in, whether he marries a county lord or a princess, is no obstacle to his career.

Although there are certain sensitive locations that will not be open to the clan, the Ming Dynasty has enough positions for these colt captains to choose from.

Taking Yu Cheng as an example, he was married to the lord of Changjun, and at a young age, he sat firmly in the position of the head of the tractor factory.

Yu Youwei, as the eldest daughter of the lord of this generation of Chang County, not to mention that in Xuezhou County, even the entire Ming Dynasty, can be regarded as a golden branch and jade leaf.

What's more, she is innocent and cute, and she has the appearance of a flower and a moon. Zhou Bei likes her innocence, like a crystal crystal clear.

In the past two years, he has carefully compiled a love network, which has made her unable to extricate herself and difficult to extricate herself.

Just wait for her to divorce Zhu Liqing, the third son of Tang Wangfu, and she will be able to marry into the family.

"Brother Heng ......"

Before the person arrives, the sound arrives first.

If it weren't for the outside, the servants would have seen it, and Yu Youwei couldn't wait to throw herself directly into Zhou Bei's arms.

From the beginning of cardamom at the age of fourteen, Zhou Bei has satisfied all Yu Youwei's fantasies about men.

He is handsome, he is resolute, and he knows not only all kinds of ways to please people, but also all kinds of ways to tease people.

All this made Yu Youwei's body and mind surrender, and she couldn't stuff other men anymore.

Although she made a marriage contract at the age of eight, a few years ago, her mother was slightly dissatisfied with Brother Zaiheng and did not let them meet.

But in the past two years, with the progress of Brother Heng's studies and continuous inventions, the Zhou family has been thriving, and she also agreed to withdraw from her marriage.

Since then, almost everyone in the county lord's mansion has regarded her as the daughter-in-law of the Zhou family.

Running in front of Zhou Bei, she stopped a little shyly, glanced at Zhou Bei, and deliberately focused on the rabbit.

She touched the struggling rabbit with her hand and looked up with a smile. "It's still alive."

Zhou Bei nodded with a smile and rubbed her silky hair. "Xiaoliu, they caught it in the morning, and they were reluctant to eat it, so let me bring it to you, and I will give you a braised meal in the evening."

Yu Youwei nodded vigorously, mumbled, her eyes were crystal clear, and her eyes were rippling when she looked at Zhou Bei, and she couldn't help but be happy.

The little hand tried a few times, but he was embarrassed to hold Zhou Bei's hand in full view.

Wei Xiu'er, the little girl who was following her, interjected at this time and reached for the rabbit and crayfish hanging on the handlebars. "I took the rabbit and crayfish to the back kitchen, miss, the mother confessed, be reserved......"

Yu Youwei was embarrassed, lowered her voice and said: "As long as you talk too much, go to the kitchen and tell Brother Heng not to leave today, let them cook a few more dishes that Brother Heng likes to eat." ”

Wei Xiu'er glanced at Zhou Bei, grinned, and ran away with rabbits and crayfish.

Zhou Bei leaned the bicycle against the wall of the side wall, and Yu Youwei waited for him to park the car, and then couldn't wait: "Brother Heng, I have already practiced the song of Yuzhou singing at night, you come and listen to it and give me a little advice." ”

Zhou Bei nodded and asked with a smile: "Are you confident in next month's exam?" ”

Hearing Zhou Bei's words, Yu Youwei couldn't help but pout. "It's so difficult to be professional, and my hands are ...... small"

The two walked into the main hall side by side, and entered the living room, which was two stories high, nearly ten meters high, and the decoration was splendid.

It was divided into a reception area and a hospitality area, and all regulations were built according to the rules of the county lord.

But Zhou Bei doesn't like the style here, it's too extravagant, and it's not warm at all to live in, there is no taste of home, but the county lord's mansion needs such a façade.

Although the Yu family has their own room on the third floor, they themselves don't like the style here, preferring to live in a pavilion in the backyard.

Passing through the main hall and into the backyard, separated by a courtyard with several large trees, first of all a pond, the water of the pond was diverted to several small courtyards of different styles, each with its own characteristics.

One of the small courtyards in the style of Suzhou gardens belongs to Yu Youwei.

She is sixteen years old this year, and she will be in her second year of high school in August, but for her wealthy background, her studies are not the most important task, and learning to be a housekeeper, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting is more important.

Not to mention that she is engaged to the sister-in-law of Tang Wangfu, even if she marries an ordinary person like Lihua's county lord's mother, as the eldest daughter of the county lord's mother, she can find a job in the charity department.

The Ministry of Charity is the most independent department of the Ming Dynasty, and all the main staff members are the royal family and the ladies of the clan.

The financial resources of this department come from the royal appropriation, and several banks of the Ming Dynasty and the Ministry of Internal Affairs want to take out 10% of the profits every year for charity, which is a huge amount of money.

The two chatted all the way to Yu Youwei's Jiangnan-style courtyard, and along the way, the subordinates of the county lord's mansion all looked at the two with smiles on their faces.

After two years of maintenance, Zhou Bei has already captured most of the people and is regarded as the husband of the eldest lady of the county lord's mansion.

Youwei was still reserved at first, a step away from Zhou Bei, but as soon as she entered the small courtyard and avoided the eyes of the servants, she couldn't wait to throw herself into Zhou Bei's arms.

She is only sixteen years old, she is young and delicate, inheriting the tall figure of the county lord of Lihua, and she also has some attractive style.

Holding her white and tender face with almost no hair, Zhou Bei kissed her little mouth, her soft lips were warm, and her clever tongue was secret, until she was almost out of breath, which alleviated the lovesickness between the two.

"Brother Heng, hug ......"

Zhou Bei smiled and picked her up, like a child, and let her sit on his right arm.

She laughed and hugged Zhou Bei's neck, took the initiative to lower her head, kissed Zhou Bei's face and lips, and didn't care about his sweat at all.

The two entered her study, which was built on the right side of the main house, connected by a wooden covered bridge, and built over a pond.

Lotus roots are planted in the pond, and now it is June, the lotus leaves are luxuriant, the lotus flowers are in full bloom, and the strange rocks on the shore are craggy, forming a quiet picture.

Zhou Bei carried her into the study and put her down, went to turn on the fan, and then opened the lotus windows on three sides.

And Yu Youwei first wet her towel, handed it to Zhou Bei, and asked him to wipe his face, and then picked up the herbal tea prepared on the table and handed it to Zhou Bei.

Zhou Bei was lying on the chaise longue, drinking herbal tea, and there were all kinds of dried fruits and fruits next to him, and he fed Yu Youwei a few grapes, and the emotions of the two calmed down.

After wiping her mouth, wiping her hands, and making some affection, she sat down in front of a piano table carved from the roots of a log tree.

The sound of the guzheng sounded, and Zhou Bei was soon immersed in melodious music.

Ming students, both male and female, must learn the six arts from an early age, etiquette, music, archery, royalty, calligraphy, and mathematics.

At the elementary school stage, learning etiquette, clear writing, and exercising, the longevity formula founded by Emperor Gaozu should be practiced by both men and women.

In middle school, girls are biased towards music, books, mathematics, and have also added skills courses such as housekeeping and female popularity.

The burden on men is heavier, and on the basis of the original, mathematics, physics and chemistry have been added, and the study from broad to profound has been increased.

If you just want to work, you can enter a technical school in middle school, but if you want to become an official and become a leader, you must enter high school and even enter university.

The officials of the Ming Dynasty are professional, and no matter what position, they must have professional skills.

There are only a few educational positions that can be exempted from skill, which is the only piece of land left by the royal family for Confucianism.

After the song was played, Yu Youwei's beautiful eyes looked at Zhou Bei, her expression was excited, and she could see it to the end at a glance, all of which were expressions of asking for praise.

Of course, Zhou Bei didn't bend her intentions, and praised a few words before saying: "Although your skills are already good, but your heart is on me in this song just now, and the emotional investment is not enough, which is slightly inconsistent with the sangda of this fishing boat singing late." ”

After being praised by Zhou Bei and being picked on by Zhou Bei again, Yu Youwei was not unhappy, and said coquettishly: "Brother Heng looked at me, I didn't have the heart to play, my heart was not quiet enough, Brother Heng didn't look at me, I played again." ”

Zhou Bei nodded, helped her peel a grape, and stuffed it into her little mouth, and she smiled.

After eating the grapes, she spit out the seeds, Zhou Bei followed with the palm of his hand, and wiped her mouth again, the two looked at each other, and there was no one else.

She took a deep breath, held her breath, the smile on her face faded, and her mind settled, and then she began to play.

Zhou Bei saw a hint of holiness on her little face, and there was no evil intention, so he threw the grape seeds into the trash, wiped his hands, and listened carefully.

The second time I played, it was much stronger than the first time, but there seemed to be a slight gap between it and the professional level.

Youwei's figure is not small, she is one meter six tall at the age of sixteen, but her bones are slender, and her hands and feet are small.

Guzheng plays many strings, and the palm coverage is smaller than that of ordinary people, and the difficulty is higher than others, which is a natural defect.

However, her exam is just a hobby, and she rarely plays in public, so this skill is enough.

There was a sound of footsteps, and through the window, I saw Wei Xiuer walking on the covered bridge, stepping on the wooden floor.

Behind her, followed by a tall and charming noblewoman, Zhou Bei immediately sat up straight and stood up.

Yu Youwei also saw the comer, stood up, glanced at Zhou Bei, and greeted the door.

"Mother, you're off work! I just played the Zheng song with Brother Heng......"

Zhou Beichang bowed to the end and saluted respectfully. "I've seen the county lord in the north."