When Jiang Zhong first saw Fan Baotong in the back garden of Fan Mansion, he had already seen that his image as a playboy had a performance. As for asking Ouyang Hanlin to give him a warning on his birthday, it was a clear and rigorous layout. If it weren't for the terrifying vision caused by the couplet of "no surprise of praise and disgrace", it happened to fit the mood of Mr. Fan, I was afraid that the process of entering the Fan Mansion would be even more difficult, and Mr. Fan's methods had already emerged.

At this time, Jiang Zhong sat opposite Fan Baotong, listening to him talk about some business ideas and the secret expressions that occasionally appeared on his face, and more and more, he felt that the young master of Cauldron's pretending to be stupid was more like some kind of conscious forbearance. Combined with his previous reaction to "The Peony Pavilion", it is not difficult to guess some hidden things. If you want to figure out the whole thing and then hit it a few times indirectly, it is not difficult.

"The second young master is a family education student in business and has a great talent. I have learned this, but this matter itself has nothing to do with scientific research. For example, the shopkeepers of your mansion are all good at both business and academics."

After hearing Fan Baotong's idea of ​​being a guide, Jiang Zhong casually mentioned it. After a previous conversation, Fan Baotong's rejection of Jiang Zhong was no longer as strong as at the beginning. He did not immediately slam the table when he heard this sentence, but only said, "I will think about this matter." The topic changed: "I see that my husband also has some experience in doing business. Could it be that he has managed this method?"

Jiang Zhong recalled several shops he had fiddled with his classmates in college, nodded vaguely and said, "But I'm more talking about it on paper."

Fan Baotong looked at Jiang Zhong for a while and asked, "By the way, what happened to Du Liniang and Liu Mengmei in the end?"

Jiang Zhong smiled and said, "I finally got to the emperor's place and then I checked the case. Fortunately, the lover finally became a relative."

"A lover finally got married?" Fan Baotong was caught in love again and exclaimed: "The teacher is as talented as the sea, and the students are promising."

"However, I'm still in the probation period now, let's talk about it after the Chinese Valentine's Day." Jiang Zhong joked intentionally.

Fan Baotong paused, frowned slightly, and said sincerely: "Now that I have recognized Mr. I will no longer count those words before. It is just the first name of the Magpie Bridge Poetry Club - if Mr. can win it, it will be better. If he can't win it, it won't be fine."

Jiang Zhong said: "Let's talk about it, I wonder what the hell is the Prince of Chen?"

Fan Baotong pondered silently, and suddenly said, "Sir, the student has another idea. You think it is feasible or not. I want to give the story you told me before to my opera troupe to sing. Then, it will be performed on the Chinese Valentine's Day. Regardless of whether you win the title of poetry or not, this play will always be in your name. Even if the prince of Chen wins the title, it will not completely cover up your momentum. What do you think?"

"Yes, I'll write you the book back."

"In this way, I thank you sir. Do you have any other such stories?"

Jiang Zhong scolded: "It's not difficult to listen anymore, learn an article first."

Fan Baotong smiled and said, "That's it. I will learn articles and tell stories by sir."

Jiang Zhong's first tutoring experience in Juliu Mainland was completed smoother than he imagined. After one day of observation, although Fan Baotong was still cautious about himself, it was not difficult to break this point when he mastered his weaknesses.

So, from the sixth day of the sixth month, Jiang Zhong's life once again entered a regular cycle. He stayed in Xueerxuan for five hours during the day to teach Fan Baotong's homework, and returned to Peng's inn to practice boxing with Shen Lianfei on the rooftop.

In the blink of an eye, it was June 15th, and the moon was round from waning to fullness. Jiang Zhong also served as a gentleman for nine days in the Fan Mansion. During these nine days, Fan Mansion and Friends came to each other. No specific events happened on the surface, but some undercurrents about the Magpie Bridge Poetry Club were irreversible and were surging forward.

"Young Master Hulu of Fan Mansion is going to fight the Magpie Bridge Poetry Conference with Prince Chen!"

"Fan's mansion said that to safeguard the dignity of the literati of Daliang, he will definitely compete with the marriage delegation led by Prince Chen."

"The Fan Mansion is both a Shangsheng family and a scholarly family. It is said that the young masters and ladies in the mansion are all very talented. This year's Chinese Valentine's Poetry Festival is very beautiful."

Rumors like this spread in Luzhou City within a few days, because it is said that the news came from Penglai Inn, so the credibility was increased by a few%.

"The move of Prince Zhong's mansion is very sinister. Put my Fan's mansion in a brazier and roast it."

After teaching Fan Baotong today, he was about to leave Fan's mansion and return to Peng's inn, but Mr. Fan came over and talked about the rumors outside. He had known that it was Prince Zhong's mansion behind the scenes, so he said lightly.

Jiang Zhong said: "It is still a small matter to win over scholars in the world. If you denied the marriage between Liang and Chen, Mr. Fan would inevitably go to the palace to go to the emperor to speak out."

Old Master Fan smiled and said, "As long as my old bone is still there, the emperor will not do anything to my Fan Mansion for the time being."

It's just right to finish this, and it's a bit taboo to talk about it. Jiang Zhong nodded slightly and changed the topic: "I still feel that it's inappropriate to have a marriage relationship. I think that I can't live with the person I love for the rest of my life, and I'm always regretful."

Mr. Fan shook his head slightly and said, "Mr. Xiao Chen should read the books of sages and wise men. He should follow the orders of his parents. How can he play with his parents? Not to mention the princesses of a country, even the descendants of our aristocratic families must first be born before themselves."

When Jiang Zhong heard "home first and then myself", he fell into deep thought. Old Master Fan did not continue to talk about this topic and asked, "How is Tong'er's homework?"

"Baotong is naturally intelligent and willing to work hard, and he will not worry about being brave."

Mr. Fan was very pleased and looked at Jiang Zhong with gratitude, saying, "It's indeed a destined opportunity. I don't know if the person is going to deceive me."

After talking for a while, Jiang Zhong said goodbye and left the Fan Mansion.

...

That night, the moon was like a silver basin and the moonlight shone on the earth.

After Jiang Zhong finished writing big words, he asked Qiaoer to go back to his room. Qiaoer said before going out: "Recently, the guys in the store said that the young master's appearance is not much the same as when he first came. I was with the young master every day, but I didn't see it."

Jiang Zhong smiled and said, "Did they say I'm becoming more handsome?"

Qiao'er also laughed. After a few days of getting along, she knew Jiang Zhongai's temper of telling jokes and said, "Of course it's right."

Jiang Zhong laughed, Qiaoer made a face at him, turned around and wanted to leave, Jiang Zhong said, "Good night, Qiaoer."

Qiaoer turned around and smiled sweetly: "Good night, young master."

Qiao'er left Room No. 1 with her front feet, and Jiang Zhong pushed out the window with her back feet.

Before Shen Lianfei arrived, Jiang Zhong stood on the roof with his hands behind his back, watching the moon alone. After thinking about the conversation with Mr. Fan for a while, he naturally thought of Fan Baotong. After observing these days, it was roughly determined that Fan Baotong's sweetheart was in the Fan Mansion, and 90% of them were the "Sister Dong". The maid often came in and replied, and when he talked about what new things had been added to the room, he always asked, "Does Sister Dong have there?", which is what he knows.

However, even though Fan Baotong is the most favored grandchild in the mansion, he has no initiative when talking about his marriage, and he has to rely on his parents and grandfather to make the decision. I think Fan Baotong has seen through this section and knows that the elders in the family cannot agree with him and the sister Dong, so that they pretend to be a playboy and gain a reputation for doing their own things so that when they do things in the future, the elders in the family can be mentally prepared.

This is Jiang Zhong’s current judgment, and based on the observations of some details below, it can be almost concluded.

"The people arrived early this day."

Jiang Zhongzheng thought about it himself, and Chen Lianfei appeared on the roof at some point.

"Tonight, the moon is like a picture, let's take a look."

Chen Lianfei also looked up at the moon and said, "It's true." Then he raised his head and took a sip of wine, and said in a depressing tone: "It's just that the moon is full and the people are hard to complete."

Jiang Zhong subconsciously glanced at Han Sanniang's room and remained silent. This was another story that could not be cut and even more chaotic.

"Why are Brother Chen not reciting a poem tonight?"

Jiang Zhong said: "When writing poems about the moon, it is actually a pity. When you appreciate the moon, you should be dedicated to the moon. Why do you need to slash your stomach and write poems? Brother Chen, wine is coming."

Chen Lianfei nodded in agreement with Jiang Zhong and handed over the wine pot. Jiang Zhong also took a big sip and said, "There is no need to write poems to the moon, you should sing the wine. I know that a song is the most suitable for Brother Chen."

Chen Lianfei said: "No need to say more, sing quickly."

Jiang Zhongyi patted the wine pot and sang:

“The end of the world is wind and sand, and the story of the world is called concern;

The sealing sword is hidden in ordinary people's houses, under the eastern fence;

The ancient temple of wild cranes and fast horses fighting in the world are nothing more than being unable to let go of fame and fortune;

How can people who have a country in their hearts be happy and carefree? I just want to share the beauty with you..."

Jiang Zhong sang in opera, and in this quiet moonlit night, he had a touching charm. Chen Lianfei on the roof listened to a few words and felt intoxicated. By the window inside the house, Han Sanniang looked at the white-clothed swordsman standing under the moon on the roof through the gap that had been open for many years, and listened to the strange singing of the boy, with a gloomy expression.
Chapter completed!