In the Jishi Hall, a light and beautiful voice came out.

"Zhang San next door is in a miserable situation, and he has no upper and lower food."

Tan Yun took a feather duster, hummed a little song in his mouth, and happily cleaned the dust on the counter: "This situation is to blame, just because of laziness and playfulness." ”

"Tanyun, Tanyun, you are really getting more and more diligent."

Tan Yun put down the feather duster, then looked at the couplet on the wall, and said faintly: "This word is written so-so, it is still ..... eye."

"Can you read it?"

At that moment, a voice sounded behind him.

Tan Yun was startled, turned his head and saw that it was An Jing, and immediately patted his chest and said, "Uncle, you scared me!" ”

"It's my pride."

An Jing looked at the wall and said slowly.

I hope that there will be no suffering in the world, and I would rather put medicine on the shelf to produce dust.

This couplet is written in cursive, which is rarely understood, and the old Xiucai who came last month didn't even recognize what was written.

Tan Yun joined the Demon Sect since she was a child, and she was taught martial arts by the predecessors of the Demon Sect, so it was very simple for her to kill a few people, as for the words, she only knew the word Demon Sect, where would she recognize the complex grass in front of her?

As for the maid who became the sect leader, it was also temporarily dispatched by the sect master, and Zhao Qingmei's personal maid was Suzaku.....

No, if the little doctor knew that he was illiterate, he might laugh at me........

Tan Yungan laughed twice, and said with a serious face: "Uncle, my young lady is from a famous family, and she has been practicing calligraphy since she was a child, I have followed her for so many years, and it is not a big deal to know these words." ”

"Awesome!"

An Jing gave a thumbs up, but said with emotion in his heart: It is worthy of being born in a famous family, and even a maid is so talented, people have to sigh, "A talented maid like you........."

"Uncle, Miss has already cooked the meal, let's eat quickly."

Before An Jing finished speaking, he was interrupted by Tan Yun, who was dancing: "Miss, but she has been busy from the morning to now, you don't want to live up to her heart." ”

"Really? I'll go and see it now, this string of sugar gourds is left for you. ”

An Jing was also full of anticipation, and walked quickly towards the back hall.

Watching An Jing leave, Tan Yun breathed a sigh of relief slightly, "Almost, my reputation was ruined." ”

.........

An Jing and Tan Yun sat at the table with blank eyes, and after a while, Zhao Qingmei brought up a plate of delicious food.

The dishes are stir-fried leeks, braised pork with spring bamboo shoots, sweet and sour carp, and braised tofu.

"Ma'am, enough is enough, let's sit down and eat."

An Jing looked at the dishes on the table, and his throat surged.

"There's also pork ribs and winter melon soup."

Zhao Qingmei finally served a pot of pork rib soup, with freshly sprinkled chives floating on it, and the aroma was tangy.

"Uncle, I'll pour you wine."

Tan Yun hurriedly picked up the wine jug next to him and obediently poured a small glass for An Jing.

An Jing drank the sake in the cup in a sip, and a sense of satisfaction arose.

A month ago, he was still alone, but he didn't expect to have such a virtuous, gentle, and beautiful wife in his family a month later.

"Husband, you taste it."

Zhao Qingmei picked up a piece of braised pork and put it in the Anjing bowl, "It has been stewed for more than an hour, it should be delicious." ”

"It's delicious, melts in your mouth, fat but not greasy."

An Jing took a bite of braised pork, but he didn't expect Zhao Qingmei's cooking to be so delicious.

Looking at An Jing's satisfied expression, Zhao Qingmei's heart was also full of happiness.

"Husband, I have something I want to discuss with you."

"Whatever you say."

"You are the only doctor in this medical hall, you are always busy, and if you meet some female patients, it will be a little troublesome, it is better to let Tan Yun learn some medical skills behind you in the future, so as to share the burden on you." Zhao Qingmei said slowly.

Tan Yun, who was feasting, raised his head and looked at Zhao Qingmei a little blankly.

Sect Master, why haven't you discussed it with me before?

An Jing chuckled, "Since Madam said so, it's okay, Tan Yun is clever and intelligent, and she is well-read, she must be a good seedling to study medicine, as long as she is willing." ”

"She's definitely willing." Zhao Qingmei smiled slightly and looked at Tan Yun.

"Little... Tan Yun is willing. ”

Tan Yun showed a smile that was more ugly than crying, and then said: "Uncle, this has just become a marriage, and you are also busy, it is better to wait for half a month to talk about it." ”

"It's fine."

An Jing thought for a moment and responded.

Zhao Qingmei nodded with satisfaction, with Tan Yun's presence, then An Jing could stay away from those warblers and Yanyan, and he would have an extra pair of eyes.

After being full of wine and food, the task of cleaning the dishes and chopsticks naturally fell to Tan Yun.

The waning moon hangs high, and the moon stars are scarce.

"Husband~!"

Zhao Qingmei has a good voice, and she is still dragging the tail note.

Then he grabbed An Jing and got into the room.

An Jing only felt a warm rush coming up, and it began to burn on the surface of his body, looking at such a delicate face in his arms, how could he not understand?

...........

Night, silent.

Spring Breeze Alley.

"That's where it is, I can still drink, come, come and have a few more drinks."

Zhou Xianmin carried a wine jar and walked towards his home drunk.

This week Xianming is not a bystander, it is the storyteller in the teahouse.

Since ancient times, the literati were quite romantic, he had nothing to do on weekdays, except for telling stories in the teahouse to earn some money, he was nostalgic for being merry and happy in various flower houses.

"Bang dang!"

Zhou Xianming kicked open the door of his courtyard and just stepped into his house.

"Don't move!"

Suddenly, a shiny blade struck him across his neck, and as soon as he took one more step forward, it slashed him head.

Zhou Xianming sobered up in an instant, and he broke out in a cold sweat.

"Big.... Spare your life. ”

"Let's talk about it first."

Zhou Xianming swallowed his saliva, and didn't dare to shout loudly, so he had to approach the house.

I saw a figure dressed in black, holding a bright blade in his hand, standing straight by the table.

Although Zhou Xianming is a storyteller in the rivers and lakes, he is a powerless talent, seeing this scene at this moment, his body has long been paralyzed on the ground, crying: "Hero, hero, I am just a poor scholar........"

"Scholar is right."

The man in black's voice was a little hoarse, dry, and very ugly.

"Scholar?"

Zhou Xianming was stunned for a moment, a little unclear So, are you picking people to rob houses now?

"You know this book, right?" The man in black pulled out a book.

"I know, this is the book of enlightenment for the schoolchildren of Yan Kingdom." Zhou Xianming picked up the books on the ground and said honestly.

"Teach me." The man in black said.

"Huh!?"

Zhou Xianming thought that he had heard it wrong, and this person actually asked him to teach this schoolboy enlightenment books.

Is this an alternative test?

"I said, start with the simplest words above." The man in black said coldly.

"Good, good." Zhou Xianming hurriedly said: "As long as the hero doesn't kill Zhou, Zhou's seven-foot body is at his disposal." ”

Subsequently, Zhou Xianming lit a candle and opened the book of enlightenment.

Under the faint candle flame, Zhou Xianming began to enlighten and educate the man in black.

"Let's start with the simplest number of columns, which is 'one'."

"I see."

"The word is 'two.'"

"Go on."

"The word is 'three.'"

"It seems that this literacy is not difficult, and I already know how to write 'four'."

The man in black chuckled, a little smug in his words.