Workshop Division, inside the cubicle.

The sound of the shaking bed slowly stopped, Jia Yun supported her arms, looked at the with a flushed face under her, and said with a smile: "Tonight is really a blessing for Brother Feng, not only to get my sister, but also to see the first Oiran in the capital, it is really in vain." ”

Mother Han pursed her red lips lightly and complained: "Xiao Langjun is so heartless, eating from the bowl and looking at the pot, if you look at Zhixiang, why bother to provoke the slave family." ”

Jia Yun chuckled lightly when she heard this, poked her head down, bit her chest fiercely, and said with a smile: "That little girl's skin is as ecstatic as my sister, but I heard that the Oiran is not idle, but I didn't expect that I just came to the capital, and I saw it once, and I was not so bluffing." ”

Mother Han snorted in pain, frowned and snorted coldly: "Miss Zhixiang was cultivated by our sect division with a lot of effort, if it weren't for the words of the steward, Xiao Langjun thought he could invite Zhixiang to play the tea round?" ....”

Jia Yun was noncommittal, he had already seen the problem, as a frequent visitor to the Qinglou, where did Jia Yun not know the marketing strategy of the Qinglou, and the dignified Oiran appeared so casually to play the tea circle, wouldn't it be a self-surrendering identity.

What's more, Jia Yun was so prodigal during the banquet, and the "arrogant" Oiran didn't leave the table with anger, which was a miracle.

Jia Yun was silent, and said with a smile: "Then I have to have a good relationship with the steward another day, and my sister will be able to escape from my palm in the future." ”

Mother Han snorted and said, "Rhetoric, the slave family is not one of those little girls who are not deeply involved in the world, when Xiao Langjun is tired of it, can he still remember the slave family?" What's more, the Department of Teaching Workshops is subordinate to the Ministry of Rites, and if Xiao Langjun wants to find it, then he also has to find someone from the Ministry of Rites. ”

"Isn't it just a matter of being in charge? I still need to know the people in the Ministry of Rites, I don't have such a face. Jia Yun's eyes lit up and muttered.

Mother Han glanced at Jia Yun fiercely, bit her lip and said: "I also said that Xiao Langjun didn't have that mind, hmph, the slave family told you that Zhixiang is the treasure of the company, and the person in charge has to give her three points of thin noodles, Xiao Langjun is not honest today, and he will ignore you next time." ”

"Oh...... That's a shame. Jia Yun said suddenly.

Mother Han looked at Jia Yun's regretful appearance, and unhappily clamped Jia Yun's waist with her two big white legs, and looked at Jia Yun with resentment.

Jia Yun smiled heartily, but was not in a hurry, and said with a smile: "Good sister, I like to ride horses......"

Mother Han glanced at Jia Yun and took the initiative to half-kneel on the couch.

Jia Yun galloped on his horse and had no sleep all night........

"Sugar man, sugar man......"

"Take a look, take a look, sweet and sour rock sugar gourd......"

"Spicy and delicious stew, come and try it!"

Ningrong Street South Hutong, the whole alley, is like a bazaar.

The Jia family has eight rooms in Kyoto, and there are hundreds of people.

Coupled with some "relatives" who cling to the Jia family to live, I am afraid that there are one or two thousand people.

Except for a few families who are richer, the rest are just about to live.

And those poor relatives did some business in the hutong to support their families.

In addition, there are some vendors from other places who will also carry their goods around to sell.

As a result, it has also created a lively market alley such as Ningrong Street South Hutong.

"Well, the things in the capital are really good! ……”

In a eating alley in South Hutong, Jia Yun held a bowl of Yangchun noodles and feasted happily.

One night of romance, Jia Yun stayed in the teaching department all night, the obsession of that girl was really enough, Jia Yun was already hungry with her chest and back.

As the saying goes, "A woman is thirty like a wolf and a tiger." "Wise sayings.

After a long drought and a rainy day, there is a large demand, Jia Yun picked up the old bustard well, and he was tired enough, no, he ignored the old bustard who was still sleeping early in the morning, and slipped out to eat breakfast by himself.

Taking a big sip, Jia Yun drank the noodle soup cleanly, wiped the soup on the side of his mouth with his sleeve without care, and then patted his full stomach with satisfaction, extremely comfortable, the so-called days are nothing more than that.....

After eating and drinking, Jia Yun still put down a few copper plates and walked away......

Jia Yun looked at the scenery and people in the South Hutong.

At the feet of the Son of Heaven, the world of peace.

Or the reason for the morning market, there are a large number of people in the alley, the hawkers carry the burden to shuttle around, rubbing shoulders, the people are boiling, in the noisy noise, revealing the tranquility of the world, there are many simple smiles on the faces of the people, this scene is far from being comparable to the border pass.

Jia Yun looked at it for a while and then planned to go home, as for riding and shooting, he had been "riding" for a long time, and he should rest for a while.

Galloping all the way, Jia Yun entered the Guogong Mansion and headed towards Mozhuyuan.

Mei'er, who was busy in the courtyard, saw that Jia Yun was back, and hurriedly greeted: "Uncle is back." ”

Jia Yun nodded, and immediately walked towards his own wing, as soon as he stepped into the wing, he saw Qingwen mentioning this feather duster cleaning the house, and saw Jia Yun coming back, and greeted: "Uncle." ”

Still nodding and no longer bothering, Jia Yun took off his coat, sat on the couch, and began to take off his boots, and Qingwen on the side stepped forward and squatted down to help Jia Yun.

Jia Yun didn't refuse, so she let go and let Qingwen serve, Qingwen helped Jia Yun take off her right boot, and she frowned because of the choking smell.

The sweaty feet were dyed by Jia Yun when he was at the border pass, and the border pass was simple, and it was common for ten days and a half months not to be cleaned, so it naturally became like this.

However, Qingwen didn't say much, turned her head and shouted outside the house: "Mei'er, go and help the uncle wash his feet." ”

Jia Yun yawned and said indifferently: "Don't be so troublesome, I'm a little tired, let's sleep first." ”

It was still hard last night, and it would be better to rest earlier.

Qingwen frowned tightly and said, "This is not good, such a big smell, if you lie directly on the collapse, not to mention those good mattresses, you will still sleep comfortably." ”

Listening to Qingwen's words, Jia Yun couldn't help but be funny, is this Qingwen thinking about the mattress or Jia Yun?

Anyway, someone was serving, and Jia Yun didn't care, so she let Qingwen arrange it, and lay on the couch with a big grin.

After a while, Mei'er walked in with the foot-washing water, and Qingwen took it to Jia Yun's bed, and helped Jia Yun wash her feet without disgust.

The tender hand rubbed Jia Yun's sweaty feet, which was quite comfortable.

Qingwen was very careful, and Jia Yun's feet were rubbed.

"Master, what did you do yesterday, why didn't you come back all night." Jia Yun was enjoying it, and Qingwen asked.

Jia Yun said casually: "I'm going to socialize." ”

Qingwen didn't know Jia Yun's perfunctory, but Jia Yun was the master, not something she could put her beak, and Qingwen had already crossed the line when she asked.

After cleaning for a while, Qingwen took Jia Yun's feet and put them in her arms, picked up the wrap from the side to help Jia Yun wipe the water stains clean, put Jia Yun's feet back on the couch, and then took a long breath and said, "Master, it's done." ”

Jia Yun nodded, immediately turned over, and said in his mouth: "Master is going to rest, you look at the arrangements for the affairs in the courtyard, don't babble if you have nothing to do." ”

Qingwen muttered and responded, "The slave knows." ”

After that, Qingwen went out with the stinking footbath, closed the door by the way, and Jia Yun slept peacefully.

A quarter past noon.

Mozhuyuan, study.

Jia Yun sat on the bookcase and held the book,

Now what Jia Yun should do is to read his own book, and he can't say that he can really be admitted to a person.

Jia Yun said that he was a descendant of the Ningguo Mansion, but he was still a white body, although he was a prisoner, he was not even a showman, and the name of the prisoner also exempted him from the county examination.

Although the name of the prisoner and Xiucai is the same, but the actual difference is very different, Xiucai can be a prisoner, and the prisoner is not necessarily a Xiucai.

Not only that, but also the status of the private sector is also far from the same.

The imperial examination is a long way, its road is long, there are people to raise people above the show, how can it not be the turn of a show to occupy the first class, but the jinshi are all to be officials, and there are not many people who live in the countryside, and there are often people with merit in the countryside, not "Mr." that is, "Xianggong", the respect is great, there are many things in the countryside, and you must ask Xiucai to help.

For example, when getting married, if you have a little wealth, you must ask two showmen to be the best men. And the person invited by the woman's family to accompany the groom must also be a showman. Another example is the funeral ceremony, which must also use showmanship. Especially if the county has official business to go to the countryside, although there are gentlemen, but the people who accompany the county to sit up must also use Xiucai.

There is another layer, that is, the above kind of food is eaten with good noodles, which is the first envy of the people, so there is a proverb: "Xiucai eats really beautifully, and the rice and white noodles are in his mouth." ”

Daqian Chaoxiu can receive one or two taels of silver from the government every month, and he can also go to receive rice, one liter a day, and occasionally fish, oil, salt, and so on. Therefore, even if Xiucai doesn't do anything, as long as he passes the exam, he won't starve to death.

More importantly, Xiucai and his wife can be exempted from "Ding Yin", miscellaneous taxes, forced labor, and 50 acres of land tax.

Xiucai is still like this, and it is even more unusual to lift people, and if you are lifted, it is not a white body, but a serious official body.

Although he can't be an official right away, he can be regarded as stepping into the officialdom with half a foot, and he doesn't need to salute when he sees a local official, and the court will also issue a salary.

Especially the tax, that is fragrant, the tax of the Great Qian Dynasty is too heavy, so heavy that the yeoman farmers would rather give their property to the squire to get tax exemption, if Jia Yun is moved, many people will rush to put the land property under Jia Yun's name, although Jia Yun has to draw a part, but this part is less than the tax, and can also survive.

Two hundred acres of land, which is also a lot of profit.

As for Jinshi, it is the road from the clouds, there is no need to talk about it, it is precisely because of the various advantages of the imperial examination that Jia Yun previously thought about earning a future by relying on the imperial examination.

It's just that fate is impermanent, Jia Yun abandoned literature and martial arts, and put the cart before the horse.

Now that Emperor Chongming has given him a chance, Jia Yun should also think about it, if he has an official body, even if he develops in the army, the road to promotion is not comparable to his white body.

Nearly 100 years after the founding of the People's Republic of China, the status of martial artists has long been inferior to that of scholars, and it is not easy to talk about making achievements.......