Huai Qing: "..."
If it is said that Yu Yin learns to be a human being.
It is true to love opportunism.
It would be a bit heavy to say that he is prodigal.
But if he is a gentleman...
It would be unconscionable to say that a gentleman who is always approaching the ladies of the aristocratic family like a peacock spreading his tail is a gentleman.
Huai Qing was thinking about whether to help His Highness Ninth Prince to make his words more credible.
Rong Ting raised his eyes.
He spoke in a calm and gentle voice, "Mr. Yan hates iron but not steel, and always has complaints about senior brother."
Huai Qing: "..."
Bring out Yan Nanxun's name, even if standing in front of him is not the fourth girl who believes whatever his master says, but some other girl or son, if someone else listens to it, he will definitely believe it.
If you don't believe it, take a look at Yan Nanxun's attitude towards Yin Xue's beard and stare, and you will believe it.
Rong Ting was not bullied.
Jiang Rao breathed a sigh of relief.
His brows furrowed slightly.
From where she was standing just now, she could see Yu Yinxue's face.
Although it was a disadvantage to stand in front of Rong Ting, and his appearance and temperament were much shorter, but among ordinary people, he could be considered handsome.
... know people, face, but not heart.
Her ability to see people really needs to be improved.
Jiang Rao squinted his eyes for a short while, feeling that he couldn't have any more affection for Yin Xue in his heart.
Rong Ting keenly caught her tiny expression.
His eyes were clearly in the light, but they seemed to be sunk in the night, as dark as ink.
Like a seasoned chess player, he scanned the whole chess game, confirmed that she believed his words, then slowly opened his lips and said: "He is always opportunistic, maybe he will take the initiative to find you..."
The tone was very worried for Jiang Rao, and he almost said "stay away from him" directly.
Just imagining that scene, Jiang Rao shook her head with a face of resistance.
She has always been in trouble, and she has the personality to hide as far as she can, and face it head-on if she can't.
Even though she is not a daughter to the outside world, she should stay away from such a person with impaired morality.
The little head shook like a rattle.
Rong Ting remained calm and curled the corner of his lower lip.
…
In the afternoon, there was the sound of books in the hall, and the rustling of bamboo leaves outside.
Jiang Rao knew exactly how much he weighed.
Going to the school in the name of her father's adopted son to attend classes, if the teacher calls him up to ask something, he can only embarrass her father.
For the sake of Lao Jiang's family's reputation, she didn't ask anyone to add tables, chairs and benches to the study hall.
Sitting at the stone table in Qingshan School, quietly waiting for Yannan who went to buy books to find him.
It wasn't until the clouds in the sky were dyed with streaks of red light that she saw Yan Nanxun, who was carrying a basket of books, stepping into the Qingshan School, and hurriedly stood up, "Uncle Yan."
…
It was the same short laborer who came to Rong Ting's residence two days ago and brought him dinner.
Without saying a word, he put the food box on the table contemptuously, turned around and left.
Rong Ting was again called to copy the isolated copies of ancient books, and Huai Qing was left in the dormitory.
Huai Qing thought to herself that she had already told Jiang Rao about this matter this morning, the fourth girl had a way, and the meal this time was definitely better than the last two.
Unexpectedly, when I opened it, the amount of rice in the food box was not only less, but there were even rough rice husks and gravel-like dark debris.
It's like the rice was not sieved at all before cooking.
Huai Qing picked up the food box and chased out the door, and stopped the day laborer who was going to other places, "The portion is getting smaller day by day, we recognize it, but today's rice has not been cleaned, how can you do it?" Swallow?"
Meals given to servants are better than those given to His Highness the Ninth Prince.
The short man gave Huaiqing a cold look, and snorted contemptuously, "It's good to have food, you smell the rice, what a good rice, the people who are starving don't even have a bite to eat, you still don't want to eat it." Picking and picking, His Highness the Ninth Prince is really big."
Huai Qing choked.
Instantly thought of what Rong Ting ordered—
Don't fight with others.
If you fight with others, it will only become more and more black.
Huai Qing seemed to understand why Rong Ting's reputation was so bad inside the palace wall.
Even those who haven't come into contact with him all believe that he is a bad-behaved, hopelessly born bad breed.
Words are scary.
At this moment, Huaiqing was hit hard on the shoulder, and the food box in his hand was knocked to the ground.
The short man bumped into someone by himself, but he raised his voice to catch the person first, "I didn't like it at all, so I threw the rice right away?"
"Oh, what a waste of food."
Huaiqing looked at the overturned dining hall and the broken porcelain bowls on the ground, his face turned blue and he couldn't argue.
The scholars who passed by stopped in their tracks, Huai Qing looked at them, and became afraid, these days Rong Ting has already been talked about, he appeared rashly, and seemed to be causing trouble again.
He murmured: "It's not like that, you hit me..."
"Why isn't it like this? Everyone has eyes and can see."
"Snapped!"
A whip slammed into the ground, clear and loud.
The whip almost fell on the short man. He was startled and startled. Looking back, he saw a seven or eight-year-old boy holding a long soft whip in his hand.
Next to Xiaotong was a slightly older boy with round cheeks and a slightly fatter figure.
And Yan Nanxun followed behind them, his face darkened slightly.
Yan Nanxun arranged for Jiang Jinxing to have a Wen master and a martial arts master. He was young and lacked the strength to handle hard weapons. He could only learn some soft weapons first. When Master Wen came, he complained of headaches and also Only Master Wu can control him.
After learning the whip method all afternoon, it is quite effective.
It's just that he pursed his mouth, looked at Jiang Rao, and felt a little guilty that he hadn't completed what Sister asked, "I made a mistake."
This whip should have fallen directly on the short laborer.
But the crisp and loud whip that almost hit him frightened the short laborer quite a bit.
Panicked eyes measured the distance between Yan Nanxun and him, the distance was far away, guessing that Yan Nanxun didn't see anything, he was relieved.
Huai Qing seemed to have seen a savior, knelt in front of Yan Nanxun who never appeared in the backyard of the academy, and said, "These days, the back kitchen is getting more and more excessive, and the portion of the food is getting less and less every day. Today is the most excessive, there are stones and rice husks in the rice."
"Bah!" The short laborer glared at Huai Qing, "It's obvious that His Highness the Ninth Highness is picky and picky, and he can't suffer a little bit. Every time I deliver food, I have to look at his cold face. Look at the ground, the bowl has been dropped, Still want to quibble?"
"Nonsense!" Yan Nanxun opened his mouth, "Do you think I didn't see anything?"
The short man trembled in fright, and just wanted to quibble.
There was another "pop!"
The whip hit the day laborer's calf directly.
There was a crack in the short man's clothes, and he knelt down with a plop.
Jiang Jinxing hit it a second time, turned his wrist, and thought about it with the whip in his hand, "I hit it a little more accurately just now, but it seems that I don't have enough strength. It would be great if the master was here."
Jiang Rao smiled and patted his head.
The short man knelt on the ground and trembled.
Not strong enough...
This requires a little more strength, is it to beat him to death with a whip
I need master guidance...
The short man shrank back.
Yan Nanxun is notorious for his insensitivity to the world. In the past, he never cared about things that had nothing to do with the knowledge he studied. He would even just bury his head in his Qingshan school and never set foot in the backyard. Today, why did he suddenly come here?
Before lowering his head, he gave Jiang Jinxing and Jiang Rao a resentful look.
Yannan Xunsheng's voice was cold.
"I have never set up a rule in the academy to lead by example for famine. Lead by example? Is it because there are not enough people starved to death in the famine, do you want to send more people on the road?"
When Jiang Rao came to him and told him that the chef had treated his disciples harshly, he still didn't believe it. After seeing it with his own eyes, he became very angry.
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Even some self-blame.
The child of the Tian family was wronged by him, he frowned, and attached great importance to this matter.
He fined the short man three months' salary, and expelled him from the academy for stealing food and rice.
As for the other bribed back kitchen manager, he directly took off his manager's hat.
Within ten years of the valid contract of prostitution, he will always be the servant with the lowest status doing odd jobs in the back kitchen of the academy.
…
Jiahe and Empress have heard a little about what happened in Bailu Academy.
When someone whispered it to her, she was at a palace banquet where the concubines of the harem gathered.
She thought that her father's arrangement would help her drive Rong Ting out of Bailu Academy, but she didn't expect that in less than seven days, the person who had finally bought her was arrested, and she couldn't help them anymore. Mouth, but also spend a lot of money.
A losing business.
Now in the academy, there are only two descendants of Xie Liu's family who have a good relationship with her family, which can make Rong Ting's life unhappy.
Fortunately, Rong Ting's reputation is already bad, even if it is saved, once the bad reputation is implemented, it is not so easy to reverse it. Compared with the servants who are punished, the common people are more willing to believe that powerful people have done wrong. She is comforted.
Empress Jiahe frowned slightly, looking at Concubine Yun Gui with a smile on her red lips during the banquet.
Seeing her so happy all the time, she felt annoyed.
Suspiciously felt that Concubine Yun Gui was the culprit for all the incidents in the academy.
It is not happy to come to find her together with the fourth room of the Jiang family.
Empress Jiahe couldn't swallow this breath in her heart, Yupan fingered the teacup, smiled lightly, and said to the concubines: "Little Seventeen is now studying in Bailu Academy. For borrowing, if any prince wants to read it, I can ask Xiao Shiqi to copy it and bring it back to help his elder brothers."
She had a gentle and kind smile on her face, and when she said the words "Little Seventeen", she looked at Concubine Yun Gui, intentionally or not.
Concubine Yun Gui entered the palace late and had no children.
If a woman in the harem has no children, it is like missing a sharp weapon.
Empress Jiahe curled her lips, she had her little Seventeen, she could just use this sharp weapon to stab Concubine Yun's heart.
Concubine Yun curled her red lips and smiled.
How could she fail to hear Jiahe Queen's overtones.
But she smiled and praised: "It's true that my sister is a good teacher."
Empress Jiahe raised her eyebrows slightly, extremely suspicious.
It is harder for Qin Yun to say a good word than for the sun to rise in the west and set in the east.
"The Ninth Prince became Mr. Yan's pro-disciple at a very young age. I heard that Mr. Yan likes him even in the academy. What a wonderful child, my concubine is really envious."
Concubine Yun found it pleasing to the eyes of the child who played well every year, and she praised it sincerely.
Jia and Empress tensed their fingers.
He knew that Qin Yun was not a good stubble.
Knowing that the cripple got as many things as possible, she became more and more anxious and flustered, but she wanted to say it.
"If my sister has a child, she will know how hard it is to raise a child."
Empress Jiahe forced her smile and continued to pierce her heart.
Concubine Yun didn't care much on her face.
Others laughed at her for having no children, but they didn't know that she drank the contraceptive decoction early on, and she didn't want to give birth to a man she didn't love.
With her growing family power, Emperor Zhaowu probably didn't want her to have a child either.
Did Empress Jiahe think she was so stupid that she would be offended by such a trivial matter
Concubine Yun curved her lips and smiled brightly at her.
Empress Jiahe seemed to be stuck in her throat, but her face was still dignified, "Although Xiaojiu is smart, he can live in the world, but there are still some shortcomings. I need to teach him more."
Concubine Yun rolled her eyes, and said bluntly and directly: "Since the Ninth Prince returned to the palace, I have only heard my sister say that he is not good."
"A good person sees others as good, and an evil person sees others as evil. If you want my sister to tell me, she'd better look at herself first."
Empress Jiahe's face was a little uneasy, when the eunuch's announcement came from outside the palace, "The emperor is here."
Emperor Zhaowu stepped into the door and saw Concubine Yun's face was full of anger, and her delicate face was even more charming, and asked pitifully, "Why are you angry again?"
Concubine Yun pouted her lips, and said coquettishly: "Your Majesty, the Queen's sister always said that the Ninth Prince is not enough here, and there is not enough there. Although the concubine does not have that blessing and has never been a mother, seeing every child of His Majesty, I feel It is a unparalleled treasure in the world. My sister is so harsh, and my concubine feels aggrieved for the child after hearing this."
Empress Jiahe's complexion changed, she wished she could go forward and strangle Qin Yun, the little elf, to death.
But Emperor Zhaowu looked at Empress Jiahe coldly, "What's going on?"
Empress Jiahe lowered her eyelids, but there was no trace of panic in her eyes, and said: "There is news from the academy that Xiao Jiu dropped the porridge bowl because the food was not to his taste. Now that there is a famine in Nanzhang, his actions will inevitably chill the hearts of the people and misunderstand the royal family." It is extravagant and arouses public resentment."
She thought that this set of arguments was watertight, and said in front of Emperor Zhaowu: "Xiao Jiu doesn't know how to measure, it's the fault of the concubine as a mother, when Xiao Jiu returns to the palace, the concubine will definitely discipline him well."
"But… "
Emperor Zhaowu looked at Empress Jiahe with a strange look, and signaled the eunuch behind him to bring up the tray.
"I came here today to reward Xiaojiu. Jiang Xingzhou donated a thousand dans of grain and 500 dans of noodles to help the Nanzhang disaster."
Empress Jiahe had deep doubts in her eyes.
What does Jiang Xingzhou's donation of food have to do with Rong Ting
"It was Xiaojiu's article that moved him a lot. The donation of food and noodles relieved the burden on the treasury."
Concubine Yun Gui was overjoyed when she heard that.
As soon as she heard about it, she knew whose idea it was.
Her niece looks innocent and innocent, she should use her mind, she is as smart as a cat.
This food was probably donated by her again.
Like the last time when she opened a granary to release grain, it was clearly her idea, but she insisted on saying it in her father's name. This time, she killed two birds with one stone, earning her father and the Ninth Prince a good reputation.
It's so cute to pick up good things in its own nest.
"The Ning'an House took the lead, and many aristocratic families donated some food."
The imperial court had also organized food donation activities before, but no one had the generosity of the Ning Anbo Mansion. For the food donation, Jiang Xingzhou donated a thousand dans of food this time, which made some stingy officials donate as much for the sake of face. One or two hundred loads of grain were delivered, and the burden on him was relieved.
Emperor Zhaowu worried about the disaster in Nanzhang for several nights, and now he was obviously much more relaxed, with a smile in his eyes, he said: "This is all thanks to Xiaojiu."
Concubine Yun nodded, "Your Majesty, the queen sister also said that it is not easy for Xiao Jiu to share your worries at a young age."
"I really don't know, such a good child, why does my sister always tell others that he is not good." She looked at Jiahe empress provocatively, raised her eyebrows and asked, "I have never seen my sister be so harsh on the seventeenth prince, have you?"