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Jia Yun didn't know that he was sitting at home, and disaster fell from the sky.

At this time, he was holding Xie Qiye in his arms and counting silver with Li Cuihua in his small yard.

Li Cuihua's little Huangman, whose pen name is "The Youth of the Big Brother", was printed for hundreds of copies by the shopkeeper, and 1000 taels of silver was obtained.

Books are much more expensive than other things these days, so when the shopkeeper realized that the books for teenagers in the college are more popular, he unceremoniously increased the price several times. Some people read it by borrowing it.

Therefore, even though the pseudonym of this young man who is a middle school student is one-off, and he had previously agreed that he would not publish the book again, the shopkeeper still gave Li Cuihua a more favorable share for Jia Yun's sake.

Li Cuihua didn't care much about silver bills, so Jia Yun specially asked the shopkeeper to exchange him with hard currency silver in this era, and the 1000 taels of silver filled a small wooden box.

Li Cuihua unceremoniously poured all the silver on the ground in Jia Yun's yard, and rushed forward with obsessive eyes.

"Yinzi, I didn't expect that I would be able to sleep on silver one day. It's so cool!"

She rolled around like a carp and got up, ignoring Jia Yun who was walking around with the cat in her arms. She just counted one tael of silver and one tael of silver. When she moved all the silver from one place to another not far away, she was very reluctant. After looking at the silver for a few seconds, I felt distressed and put about one-tenth of the silver on the other side.

"Moderator, as a reward, the 100 taels of silver will be handed over to you." She had sympathy in her eyes, "The Rongguo Mansion would have been ruined decades later before Jia Shishi died. If you don't have money, you will be miserable~"

That's why those time travelers didn't feel jealous when they heard that they were moderators, because they all knew that the Rongguo Mansion wouldn't last for a few years.

Jia Yun: ""

Jia Yun put away the silver very quickly and ordered someone to put it in a small wooden box under the quilt on the bed.

Maybe one day another heretic who needs help will come suddenly, Jia Yun collected the money for later use.

Li Cuihua didn't expect Jia Yun to be so brazen, so she couldn't help but roll her eyes.

"Moderator, why don't you evade it for a while, if you evade it, I can get the money back." Li Cuihua regretfully touched the big white cat Jia Yun was holding.

The big white cat kicked Jia Yun's chest vigorously with its hind legs, and jumped off him.

Savior, do you remember what we discussed a few days ago? "Xie Qiye, the big white cat, meowed. Jia Yun paused and looked secretly at Li Cuihua.

Li Cuihua was obsessed with money again at this time, and slept next to her with a big push of silver in her arms.

"Anyway, all heretics will come to the capital. Each of them has different identities, wealth and social status. Do you want to build an apartment and let them live in?"

Jia Yun refused without hesitation. The reason was that he wanted a lot of money, and Jia Yun had no money now.

Xie Qiye snorted coldly, his tone full of dissatisfaction, and he also wanted to go back early.

"Lazy and incompetent, why did the underworld send a savior like you out! Then you just wait!" Said Xie Qiye and disappeared after a few steps.

Jia Yun shrugged helplessly. He didn't know how many heresies would appear in this world. It is estimated that only a small part of them are in the capital now.

It was the first time that Xie Qiye was so angry. Jia Yun couldn't coax Xie Qiye, so he could only put the dried fish in his hand on a plate aside.

Jia Yun was in the house, and the maids were outside the yard. The little maid guarding the small door suddenly ran in and knocked on Jia Yun's door.

"Second young master, the master tells you to get out quickly! The eldest young master and the master are waiting for you."

After Jia Yun put on his clothes, he exchanged a glance with the big white cat, and then the big white cat stretched out its two fluffy forelimbs, motioning for a hug.

Jia Yun happily went forward to pick it up, and then followed the little maid to find Jia Daishan.

As soon as Jia Daishan saw Jia Yun coming, he motioned Jia Yun to take off his clothes and change into a cropped one.

Jia Yun glanced suspiciously at Jia She, who was silent and winking at him, only to realize that he had changed into a new suit of clothes. The clothes were so gray that he could tell that they were not the style Jia She usually wears. Looks like a martial arts kid.

There were still some rags on the clothes that were about to fall off, and Jia Shen didn't care that his image was ruined. When he saw the big white cat approaching, he moved his face happily.

"Hey, little Xie, Xie Qiye, why have you grown up so big, my second brother can't hold you anymore!"

Xie Qiye looked down at Jia Xun's movement of dragging himself to his chest, and couldn't help becoming angry from embarrassment. He jumped off Jia Xun's body and slashed two paws on Jia Amnesty's face without hesitation.

Two light red marks appeared on Jia She's flowery face, and Jia She covered his cheeks in a blink of an eye.

"Wooooow, brother, you big white cat is too merciless, you will catch me every time you see me!"

Jia Yun laughed dryly, Jia Daishan stared at him silently all the time, Jia Yun changed into the clothes that Jia Daishan asked him to change, and came to Jia Amnesty.

Jia Amnesty reflected on the tea fruit in his hand, and walked around Jia Yun.

"Brother Xi, do you know what we called you here for?"

Jia Yun shook his head, indicating that he didn't know, and in a blink of an eye, he saw a book with a familiar cover on the table next to Jia Daishan.

wipe!

Jia Yun took a deep breath, isn't this the little yellow book of Li Cuihua?

"Xiao'er, who is this middle-aged boy? What does he have to do with you?" Jia Daishan coughed, his face full of grief.

He just couldn't imagine how his well-behaved son became friends with a bad boy like the "big b*tch boy"!

Jia Yun hesitated for a moment, thinking that Li Cuihua would leave Jia's mansion soon, so he simply admitted.

"Father, this is my friend, the kid who lives in my yard."

Before Jia Daishan could speak, Jia Amnesty began to chatter with shock on his face.

"That kid? Seven years old? A girl? How did she write that?"

Jia Daishan glared at Jia She who had made a mistake, but Jia She couldn't help but shut up.

"Father, I know that the shopkeeper of the bookstore shouldn't be allowed to print books like this, but Li Cuihua has no parents and no money, so she can only write this. Her former neighbor wrote books."

What Jia Yun said later was vague, and he didn't say which neighbor or seven-year-old Li Cuihua wrote the book.

If it was written by Li Cuihua, it would be a bit shocking, and Jia Daishan might continue to investigate how a child like her wrote these shocking things.

"Tear up the clothes on your body." Jia Daishan stood up with a wicker stick in his hand, and made a look on Jia Yun's clothes that had been beaten.

Jia Shen had a hippie smile on his face, and his exposed arms were also covered with red marks, which looked like he had been beaten.

"Brother, did the emperor ask me to go to the Taifu's mansion to admit my mistakes?"

It turned out to be a pleading guilty? !

Or pretend to be a poor burden and plead guilty!

Jia Xun immediately figured out the matter, and Jia Daishan didn't care if there were no red marks on Jia Xun's body that he deliberately pretended to be. After all, most of this matter still required Jia Amnesty to take the post, and Jia Xun was just making up the number of people. of.

Before the few people arrived at Taifu's residence, Jia Daishan gave Jia Amnesty a look, and Jia Amnesty burst into tears.

"Father, I know I was wrong, don't hit me again, woo woo woo" Jia Amnesty ran towards the Tai Tuo's mansion while crying, with the bewildered Jia Xie still in his other hand.

Seeing how serious Jia She was pretending to be, Jia Yun couldn't help covering his cheeks, blushing, as if he had been really beaten.

As soon as the servants in the Taifu's mansion saw Jia Amnesty dragging the ragged man over, they ran to the mansion in a daze to report to the Taifu.

The Taifu is an old man who teaches the companions while the Pope's sons are there. Jia Amnesty is one of the companions he loves and hates.

In his opinion, Jia She is absolutely unqualified to be the prince's accompanying student. He didn't finish his homework every day, so he knew that he would go to the imperial dining room to find food, play outside the palace, and play tricks on the little palace maids. Jia Amnesty had no choice.

It was not easy for Jia She to go back to marry a daughter-in-law, and being dragged by his father to study at home, he felt a lot easier.

It's crazy that this bastard came over again just because of a book written by the princes!

Who doesn't know that Jia Amnesty was scapegoated by those princes!

Isn't it just to protect the face of the royal family? !

This is so irritating, can you respect the profession of Taifu? !

Can you respect Taifu's complaint? !

The Taifu was very angry, angry at those princes, angry at Kangxi, angry at Jia Daishan, angry at everyone.

Only when he heard that the person who came to admit his mistake was Jia She, the Taifu stopped being angry all of a sudden.

Compared with the royal family's insincere perfunctory, he still wants to see Jia She cry

Just let Jia Amnesty come over and apologize, alas, I am really too soft-hearted!

Seeing Jia Amnesty coming over to apologize, Tai Tu felt that his face was about to burst into laughter.

It was not in vain for him to complain to the princes, and finally one day he could see that kid Jia She willingly come to apologize.