Jiao Meng was really anxious at this time.

He wrote a poem every day and sent it to Miss Xinwu. At first, Miss Xinwu would send it to him, asking him to study hard and not to indulge in fun, but gradually, the message became less and less. Until now, it has been five days since Miss Xinwu has no words to him.

Jiao Meng was in a bad mood, so he couldn't help but walk to the door. Two strong servants reached out to stop him, and one of them smiled: "Master Jiao, where are you going?"

Jiao Meng became even more annoyed in an instant. He said impatiently: "Go to the street to have a walk."

"The Fourth Master asked you to study at home with peace of mind. Yanbei is in chaos. Even the Prince of Yanbei has been kidnapped by bandits. You are not familiar with the place, so don't go out."

This is what it says every time!

Jiao Meng was extremely angry and raised his leg and kicked the servant's stomach. The servant bent down with a chubby. Jiao Meng snorted coldly, and walked past the servant with his head and chest raised.

In the capital, even his mother would not scold him like this.

Unfortunately, this house is relatively remote and far away from the downtown area. It is already spring, but the snow in Yanbei has not yet melted, there are no willow branches, no peach blossoms, and no little lady who has been in spring in groups of three or three.

Little lady?

Jiao Meng was suddenly shocked. What's wrong with him? How could he have such a dirty idea?

Jiao Meng couldn't help but slapped himself in the face. His thoughts were too vulgar. Master Ji Si was right. Only reading can purify the mind. He had this idea because he read too few books.

Jiao Meng turned around and ran away.

The servant who was kicked in the stomach by him was still there. When he saw him, his face was a constant smile, as if nothing had happened just now.

"Mr. Jiao, the Fourth Master will go to the school to give a lecture tomorrow. If you want to go, I will sign up for you now."

"The Fourth Master's class?" Jiao Meng's eyes lit up, like a dry seedling heard the thunder, "Hurry, go sign up, go!"

Master Ji was really raining in time. He just realized that he was dirty, and Master Ji was about to start class.

Jiao Meng watched the servant go to sign him up, and then he returned to the house with confidence. He wanted to write a poem to Miss Xinwu...

No, I’d better not write it for now. When the class is over tomorrow and you have new insights, let’s talk to Miss Xinwu again.

......

In the kitchen of the Grand Governor's Office, Xiao Wang, who helped the kitchen, hold a kitchen knife in his left and right hands, was chopping the meat filling with a whisper. His godmother Zhang walked in hurriedly and saw that there was no one around, and asked, "Why, you are left alone to work?"

It would be fine if I didn't mention it. When Xiao Wang heard his godmother say this, he couldn't help complaining: "That's it. I have to chop the stuffing of so many people with only two hands. I don't treat me as a human being."

"If you are in a restaurant, you can be a second chef with your ability. Unfortunately, you can only do some chores here." Mrs. Zhang was angry when she thought about it. She thought that she could enjoy a happy life by letting her godson learn cooking skills. Unfortunately, she was not worth enough in the mansion. Her godson was still a chores after several years. Instead, her godmother had to arrange marriage for him. With such a few wages a month, who would marry her?

The mother and son complained a few more times. Zhang's wife suddenly remembered her business and said, "By the way, Feng Er, who was driving the car, said that a God of Wealth came to the pass and opened a school in Songbaiyuan to teach people how to make money. Feng Er had a relative, but after listening to a few classes there, he found a way to make money. Feng Er and I asked, the God of Wealth is going to give a lecture tomorrow, so why don't you go and listen too?"

Xiao Wang smiled and said, "Godmother, don't listen to Feng Er bragging. If his relatives really make money, why didn't they help him? I saw him borrowing money from someone yesterday."

"It's true. Feng Er didn't brag this time, and you don't look at Feng Er's virtues. He can't stand up to the wall. If I were his relatives, I wouldn't help him. But you are different. You know your words, have skills, and are talented. My godmother still counts on you for the rest of her life. I'll take leave for you, so you can listen."

Xiao Wang's heart was slightly moved. My godmother was right. With his ability, he couldn't chop the meat stuffing here for a lifetime.

Besides, he served Lao Zhao a few days ago, and asked Lao Zhao to give him another one day tomorrow, without having to take leave or deduct wages. Even if Feng Er was talking nonsense, he would not lose any losses, just listen to the class.

"Okay, I'll go tomorrow!"

......

In the flower hall of the Grand Governor's Office, Yang Qin was looking at the beauty in front of him. He was just as old as the hairpin, and the weak willows were blowing in the wind, and he was more beautiful than the flowers. If he hadn't known that this was the niece of Master Ji Si, Yang Qin would have thought that this was a lady from a Jiangnan family.

Fatty Ji actually has such a beautiful niece. No wonder he is more determined than the sky and wants to marry the top scholar.

Unfortunately, it was a business woman who was a little bit low.

Although this dynasty has always been tolerant of merchants, those families who have passed the imperial examination are still unwilling to marry merchant women.

However, Qiao Yinuo is the top scorer in a poor family. How could he have no money if he wants to reach the top?

Ji Siye didn't have anything else, he just had money.

Unfortunately, such a beauty is so poor that she is in vain.

Yang Qin looked at the girl in front of him again, and saw that the girl was blushing and lowered her head, and he laughed.

The little girl is still shy.

"Master Ji Si, Qiao Yinuo is so talented as his niece. This marriage is for me!" Yang Qin was so arrogant that he suddenly paused, as if he had remembered something, and said hesitantly, "However, Qiao Yinuo is the new top scorer after all, and he is only observing politics when he comes to Yanbei. He will still have to go back to the capital for a year or two. Besides, he is a civil servant, I am afraid that the governor will be powerless by then."

The nobles and officials are in two circles. Moreover, Yang Qin is still in Yanbei. Master Ji Si wants to make this future niece son-in-law prosper, but only money is not enough.

Master Ji bowed and hurriedly said, "The Chief Governor has trouble. To be honest, I only have such a niece. I have been treating it as a pearl in my hand since I was a child. I know everything about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. I hope she can marry a son-in-law who can live without worries for the rest of my life. If I really marry her to the capital, I would really not be willing to let her go. Now, Lao Ji put all my wealth in Yanbei, to live in Yanbei for a long time. Yanbei and the capital are thousands of miles apart, Lao Ji is worried about letting her niece marry her."

Yang Qin was puzzled and asked, "But then Qiao Yinuo is going to go back to the capital?"

Master Ji Si said: "Based on his newly-official top scholar, with the experience of the Grand Governor, how many years would it take if he wanted to get an imperial edict for my niece?"

Only the mother and wife of officials above the third rank can be granted the title.

Yang Qin laughed and said, "How many years? I'm going to tell you, more than ten years is lucky, and twenty or thirty years is lucky. Don't you know how many people are still above the fourth or fifth rank until they retire? How many officials of all sizes in the capital, can there be three or above?"
Chapter completed!