Xiang Zhihan was silent, and for a long time, his mouth was like a gourd, and he finally spoke.

"Evening, I'll fetch you water."

Jiang Buwan grabbed the corner of Xiang Zhihan's clothes, blinked, and asked, "Husband, why do you have to go to fetch water as soon as I am alone with you?" ”

Xiang Zhihan lowered his eyes, and didn't dare to look at Jiang Buwan's face at all, the last time they were in the same room, he still had a clear conscience, but this time, he...

Xiang Zhihan's ears rang with bursts of laughter like silver bells, her soft little hands held her hand, her whole body leaned towards him, and the unique fragrance of her body drilled into the tip of her nose.

Xiang Zhihan, who has been single for many years, deeply understood the four words nephrite warm fragrance for the first time.

No wonder.. No wonder his merry junior brother always likes to linger among women.

"Husband, what do you always say and wait for courtesy, but we don't say it, everyone in Qingshui Town treats us as husband and wife." Jiang Buwan tilted his head and squinted at her, his gentle eyes were as gentle as water with a bit of a woman's unique charm, "Husband, in fact, have you been shy?" ”

"No. No. "Xiang Zhihan, who wants to save face, how can he admit that he is shy.

"Why didn't the husband even dare to look at me?"

Xiang Zhihan heard this, raised his eyelids, and met her affectionate eyes with a deep gaze, his face was strong and calm, but his ears were red inch by inch, especially the tips of the ears were delicate and red.

"What nonsense are you talking about every night, I look at you every day, why don't you dare to say it."

He was simply restless, his heart told him that he didn't hate Jiang Buwan's touch, and even, even liked it, and wanted to get closer, but his reason told him that he couldn't.

He is a person who asks for the Great Dao, how can he indulge in the love of his children?

Jiang Butai raised his hand, pinched Xiang Zhihan's ears suddenly, and quipped, "Your ears are as red as the red peppers hanging on the street, and you still say that you are not shy?" ”

His earlobes were already extremely sensitive, and he couldn't help but tremble, and the heat seemed to spread from his ears all the way to his heart.

No one had ever touched such an intimate place before.

"Okay, don't embarrass you." Jiang Buwan let go of his hand and said with a smile, "You go fetch water." ”

In the evening, Jiang Buwan occupied the position of the bed as usual, and Xiang Zhihan spent the day on the soft couch in the house.

He was a monk, with clear ears and eyes, and excellent five senses, and the sound of Jiang Jiang's shallow breathing in the inner room came into his ears again and again, as if it was in his ears.

In the quiet night, Xiang Zhihan seemed to smell the fragrance on her body again.

He licked his lips, why is it a little hot on a summer night today?

Jiang Bu is the master of the governor of the river, and now the deputy of the governor of the river, Master Cui, is studying at Jiang Fuzi's Hongmeng Academy, and this news is like spreading his wings, and it quickly spreads throughout Qingshui Town and even Lin'an County, and even has a tendency to spread gradually.

All of a sudden, Hongmeng Academy became a sweet spot, and everyone wanted to read it.

Today's Hongmeng Academy, a large group of scholars line up at the door of Hongmeng Academy every day, praying to become Jiang's students.

Jiang Butai understood that most of these people did not come for her knowledge, but for Cui Jing, for the great officials of the governor of the river.

"Sir, why don't you take those scholars?" Cui Jing asked puzzledly, "With your talents, it's a pity to teach children to read and write every day." ”

Jiang is not late: "Those people are here for fame and fortune, and I am not suitable for him here." ”

In fact, everyone has their own ambitions, or for wealth or fame, no matter what kind of choice, there is no idea who is inferior and who is cheap.

Some people are as bright as the morning rose, and some people are silently like ants, whether it is the former or the latter, Yu Jiang is not too late to say that they are all sentient beings.

She refuses to accept them because she really thinks about them, and the people she accepts don't look at their talents, they don't look at their family wealth, but only one point, whether they have a heart for the people.

Cui Jing has also been with Jiang for a while, and he knows that Jiang Butai's skills are far more than just the river, and her involvement includes agriculture, military, people's livelihood, and even the policy of rejuvenating the country.

In his opinion, Yi Jiang's ability to be an emperor is more than enough.

But she wastes her time all day except for her babbling children.

He naturally knows that education starts with dolls, but they are too young, and they can teach any talent who can learn to read and write.

When Cui Jing heard this, he humbly asked for advice, "Then sir, what kind of apprentice do you want to accept?" ”

"You wait." Jiang replied with a smile.

The floods in the south have subsided, and the river is already in order under Yang Ce's governance, but he has encountered a big problem, lack of money.

It has always cost money to repair the river, but now the imperial court has continuous natural disasters and is not abundant, where is the money?

Yang Ce was anxious that his butt was on fire, if he had no money, all his ideas and plans would become a castle in the air, and he had almost borrowed all his friends in the officialdom, but the money raised was still pitiful.

He thought of Jiang Fei, who was a great talent, and wrote a letter to her and asked her for advice.

Jiang Fei was late and only replied to her with three words, "Sell the silt field."

Yang Ce is a smart person, he knows how to do it.

Sure enough, after Yang Ce received Jiang Butai's reply, he immediately had an idea, played a request, and after obtaining the approval of the Son of Heaven, the money on the river could finally win and lose at his own expense, and there was even money left.

Yang Ce was not greedy for merit, he wanted to tell the world that such a wonderful method was thought up by a master from Qingshui Town, but Jiang Butai stopped him.

She didn't want to be too public.

But the news still leaked out, and everyone said, how could Yang Ce's brainless come up with such a good method?

In their inference, everyone locked on Jiang Fei, who was far away in a remote town, after all, Yang Ce's most trusted deputy was following this person to learn skills, if it wasn't her, who else could it be?

The news in Qingshui Town was blocked, and Jiang didn't know that she wanted to keep a low profile, and her name had already spread all over the world, and even a large number of learned people came to learn from each other.

And among these people, many of them are people that Jiang Butai wants.

Of course, these are all future matters, and we will look at Xiang Zhihan for the time being.

He has been very confused recently, he can feel that his emotions towards Jiang Butai are getting warmer day by day, and every time he sees Jiang Buwan and Cui Jing talking, a strange emotion called jealousy will surge in his heart.

He felt that he was becoming stranger and stranger, and the strangeness made him frightened.

In the past, his life was unchanged, a cold cave, a sword, he was not only cultivating but also cultivating, and the great avenue soaring was his only obsession, but now it is different.

This violent negative emotion made him uncontrollable, he would often feel frustrated and sad, and he would often be happy because Jiang was not too late.

He didn't like the change, or rather, he was afraid of it.