Chen Rong is such a smart person, but I don’t know if it’s because she’s too excited, but she doesn’t hear Ye Chunqiu’s implicit voice. She said excitedly: “Okay, okay, okay, this is certain, certain.”

Ye Chunqiu said goodbye to him, I couldn't help but think, is this person funny, or is it a bit funny when I said just now

When I returned to my uncle's house, it was already late. I thought my uncle and aunt had already slept at this time, but I still held the lights. My aunt fed Ye Chunqiu water and asked him to wash up, and said, "I heard that there are students making trouble today. Chunqiu, are you involved?"

Ye Chunqiu hurriedly said, "No, today, Master Xuezheng asked me to teach."

My aunt was relieved. Anyway, the women of this era usually only had their eyes shine when they heard the Master, the teacher, the teacher, and the word "Zheng" and the word "Zheng" because they felt it was very amazing. The ability to chat and laugh with Master Xuezheng means that the Spring and Autumn Period was also very amazing.

My aunt's favorite thing now is to look for neighbors around her, and she didn't have the interest to brag about whether the Tongjitang business was good or not. She only said that her nephew was the head of the case and the famous little Sanyuan. With this, she always gained a lot of praise. Even if it is convenient to borrow some oil, salt, sauce and vinegar from her neighbors, it is easier.

Now Chunqiu has no mother, and the only uncle and aunt are left in the family. My aunt always feels that she is the most important thing for Ye Chunqiu.

Of course, Ye Chunqiu also regarded this family as a family he was very close to.

After washing up, although he was worried that he hadn't had dinner yet, he was sleepy and Ye Chunqiu couldn't bear it anymore. He didn't even practice that night, so he went back to his room to fall asleep.

Some people are sleeping soundly, but some people are unable to sleep well no matter what.

Zhao Yan'er was already driven out of the yamen like a stray dog. She was shocked and angry. According to her expectations, this prefect should not be like this, but the prefect Zhao did not leave any kindness.

There is no need to go back to Qinhuai Building. The matter has not been resolved yet. After thinking about it, she asked someone to prepare a vine sedan chair and hurried to a quiet house beside Yinshui. The exterior of the house looked ordinary, but when she kowtowed the door, the door opened. She stepped into the courtyard, and the grandeur inside was enough to make people shocked. Even the screen wall was made of good ceramic tiles and bypassed the screen wall. There were countless flowers and plants and buildings with carved beams and painted buildings on both sides. The door led her into a room with a screen in front, and there was a faint sense of someone sitting under the lampstand reading a book.

Zhao Yan'er could no longer stop crying and fell to the ground: "Young Master, Qinhuai Building is over. You must have known the news. Ye Chunqiu and his scholars smashed Qinhuai Building. The magistrate and the prefect favored him again. Not to mention the huge losses of the Qinhuai Building, I'm afraid it will take at least thousands of guan. But when this matter is spread, who would dare to go to Qinhuai Building to ask the young master to rescue him? The young master wants to crush Ye Chunqiu, just like crushing an ant. The young master is in Hangzhou."

At this moment, the figure in the screen moved, as if he had put down the book, but his voice seemed surprisingly calm: "Have you finished speaking?"

"I've finished talking." Zhao Yan'er was so scared that she didn't dare to let out, but just crawled on the ground and shivered.

The young master said slowly: "Oh, since you have finished speaking, you can leave."

"Let's go" Zhao Yan'er suddenly lost her beauty. Most of the items in Qinhuai Building were usually sent to the owner of this house. It was not said at the beginning that all the joints were opened and there would be no trouble, nor was it agreed that the owner of this house could be at the forefront. The young master's father, who is an official in Hangzhou, has a lot of connections even in Nanjing. Is he just sent himself away like this?

Of course, Zhao Yaner was unwilling to accept her heart, and she had a lot of resentment in her voice: "Young Master"

However, the young master interrupted Zhao Yan'er and said lightly: "Also, from now on, your Zhao Yan'er will never have anything to do with here anymore, do you understand?"

Zhao Yan'er was so shocked that she widened her eyes and gritted her teeth and said, "This Qinhuai Building was passed down to my mother to the slave. She spent her whole life in Qinhuai Building."

The person behind the screen smiled, with a lazy smile, but more disdainful smile, and then said, "Come on, come close."

Zhao Yan'er stood up tremblingly, shaking even harder, so she had to bypass the screen.

Not long after, a rustling sound came from behind the screen. Zhao Yan'er said anxiously and panickedly: "Young Master, you must be a Stone Girl Slave Young Master. If you like it, Zhenzhen in Qinhuai Tower."

A crisp slap came from behind the screen, and then Zhao Yan'er covered her red face in disorganized clothes and came out from behind the screen. The cold voice of the young master in the screen came out: "Bitch, I really think I am. From now on, I will not be involved in anything here again, otherwise."

The following words did not continue.

Zhao Yan'er bit her lip, and she was filled with tears in her eyes, but she still refused to leave: "But"

The young master smiled grimly: "At this point, you idiot don't understand that this matter has become a big deal and has become uncontrollable. Next, Hangzhou and Nanjing will hear it. This matter will become the topic of discussion for Jiangnan Shilin in the next half month. Qinhuai Building is over, and you are already over, but you must understand that you are your business and have nothing to do with the people here. You should make your own living. If you dare to come again, don't forget that your mother is still recuperating in Hangzhou. She is a madam, but she gave birth to you because of the evil deeds. You, haha."

Zhao Yan'er suddenly realized that she had become an abandoned son, and she tried her best to send the money she earned here. What she got was never a shared friendship, but just a disaster was about to fly away.

She tidied up her clothes, covered up the exposed part with her long sleeves, suddenly raised her head and looked at the screen with contempt. Then she turned around, and the cold wind was blowing outside, stepping on the moonlight, she tried her best to straighten her waist and shoulders and disappear into the night.

Behind the screen, Lang Lang's reading sound came: "A gentleman is a metaphor for righteousness, a villain is a metaphor for profit of gentlemen, righteousness is a quality, and etiquette is a practice."

The tiger feels very diligent. Even if it hurts the waist and bones every day, it still forces itself to persevere. However, the monthly ticket is too weak. Compared with the tiger's diligence, it is a big contrast. It is so heartbreaking.

To be continued.
Chapter completed!