After dressing as the hero's wife

"Ju Ze, I have your letter." The handsome man walked to Ji Yuanchuan's window and tapped twice, "This time the letter is much more than last time, why do your students have so much to say?" , I will write to you as soon as I have time..."

Ji Yuanchuan, who was called Ju Ze, raised his head in front of the window, and saw Song Uncle Yan and Master Song carrying the burden on his wrist.

This kind of scene would happen every now and then, Ji Yuanchuan was used to it, ignored the sourness in his tone, and said with a smile: "Why are you here to deliver the letter again, what about the others?"

"The others went to the Department of Education, I saw them and took them over. Most of them are yours, and I picked them out for you. Let's go on."

Ji Yuanchuan took the burden from the other party's hand, and from the exposed corner, he could see that the letters inside were full, but as soon as he got the things, he knew something was wrong.

Although there are a lot of letters on weekdays, it is not like today, unless something happens!

Ji Yuanchuan's expression did not change, and he said with a light smile: "Then I will thank Master Song again, thank you Master Song for your hard work to deliver the letter!"

Song Shuyan waved his hand: "Where is it? It's a trivial matter. There is no need to thank you. It's just..."

Seeing Song Shuyan's puzzled face, Ji Yuanchuan couldn't help asking: "Just what?"

Song Shuyan twitched a few times, and finally couldn't help but ask: "It's just... I want to know what the students of Juze have written to you. Don't get me wrong, I don't have any desire to explore your desire, just ...Just a little curious... If you offend me, just pretend I didn't say anything!"

Ji Yuanchuan knew that what he said was true, and he wanted to ask him a long time ago, but he didn't know each other well before, so it was difficult to say it out loud. Now, half a year has passed, and the two have become friends.

"There is nothing to say, you are too careful. Those few students of mine just asked me when I would go back, or wrote a few difficult problems to solve, and it is not unusual."

Song Shuyan looked stunned, and finally understood the question in his mind: "So that's the case..." But why didn't any of his students urge him to go back?

"Then Juze will read the letter carefully and reply. If you need to send a letter, just call me again, and I won't bother you."

Ji Yuanchuan nodded, watched Song Shuyan leave, then opened the bag, and quickly searched through the nearly twenty letters.

Soon, his gaze stopped on an extraordinarily thick letter, and it took him a long time to react.

More than half a year has passed, and Gu Changsheng and the others should be back. It is normal to receive his letter now, but he has been hesitant to open that extraordinarily thick envelope.

He didn't know what he was afraid of, afraid of seeing accusations, afraid of seeing pleading, or afraid of seeing the other party's hatred.

He hurriedly picked up the letter, put it in the bottommost drawer, and turned his head to look out the window.

The best way is not to see or hear or not to think, only in this way can he control himself.

The male protagonist has passed the three-year filial piety period, and can take the rural examination this year, and now the rural examination is less than ten days away.

Ji Yuanchuan told himself that this period of time would make him a dumb and deaf person, and when he went back in a few months, everything would be settled and everything would be back on track.

At that time, Gu Changsheng might have forgotten him long ago.

……

Ji Yuanchuan spent the bleak autumn and cold winter in Kyoto, and now it is the season of new greenery and spring breeze. During this period, he chose a word for himself: Juze.

When he first arrived, he still had a lot of discomfort, not only to face the difficulties from the Department of Education and Apprenticeship, but also to resolve the discord among his own people, but fortunately, these problems no longer exist.

On the second day, Song Shuyan came to invite him to go up the mountain for an outing. Ji Yuanchuan opened the window, and what came into view was a woman in light clothes rafting in the river not far away.

Or light green or pink, laughing like silver bells from time to time, looking very fresh and pleasant.

Ji Yuanchuan declined the other party's invitation, only saying that he had other things to do.

Song Shuyan went with several other masters, feeling very puzzled by Ji Yuanchuan's restlessness these days.

As for Ji Yuanchuan, he didn't see the worried look on Song Shuyan's face. After finishing the follow-up work of "Five-Year Arithmetic" in the room, he went out again.

Send this book to the Department of Education.

Until Ji Yuanchuan stepped out of the gate of the Department of Education, his purpose in coming to the capital was more than half achieved.

Feeling suffocated in the room, Ji Yuanchuan walked down the side of the river along the water flow.

The willows are drooping, the breeze is blowing, and the sound of hawking on both sides of the bank is endless. Ji Yuanchuan is sitting in a teahouse, watching the passing boats.

Until a black-covered boat also stopped in front of him, Ji Yuanchuan turned around and saw a woman standing at the bow.

A sixteen or seventeen-year-old woman, wearing fiery red clothes, has a fresh face and a soft voice. For the convenience of punting, she folded a section of her sleeves, leaving her snow-white arms.

"Master, come and sit on the boat, where do you want to go for a stroll, I will give you a ride from my slave..."

Ji Yuanchuan recognized that she was a common boat lady in Jinshawan area. He had seen this person a few months ago when he and some wives were swimming in the river at night, and he also met her a few times later, perhaps because she had heard their conversation, Know that they are masters of teaching.

Not only did Ji Yuanchuan find the charming boat lady by the river, but the eyes of the other people in the teahouse were also attracted unconsciously. When they were still wondering who the wife was talking about in the woman's mouth, they saw a tall and handsome man standing up .

Someone couldn't help but secretly sighed in his heart: Is it wrong to be ugly?Why can't I run into the boat lady's arms?

In the past, Ji Yuanchuan might not have paid attention to it, let alone get on the boat, but today he was impatient, thinking that it would be good to go to a quiet place by boat, so he boarded the boat in the joy of the boat lady.

But what he didn't know was that after he left, the discussion about him didn't stop.

"That boat lady is from Zifulan's family. I don't know who that man is. This time, he is lucky."

Ji Yuanchuan often wandered around, and gradually many people knew him, someone explained: "It seems to be a teacher, I told others to call him that."

"Oh...that's no wonder, these pious people are the most popular among boat girls..."

"It's a joke that such a person can teach sage books..."

"From my point of view, he's just another person trying to catch fame..."

The shopkeeper of the teahouse couldn't stand listening, so he flicked the abacus in his hand, and said, "I'm selling tea, when should I sell wine..."

Although it was only a short sentence, the gossip during the dinner was gone. Although they were unhappy, they also knew that the people behind it could not be underestimated to open such a teahouse that only sells tea in this capital where every inch of land is precious. ...

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After Ji Yuanchuan got on the boat, he asked the boat lady to row downstream. Although the girl was young, she was not weak, and the oars were in her hands like a fish in water.

As if feeling Ji Yuanchuan's gaze resting on her body, the woman secretly puffed up her chest, and her every move was even more magnificent.

"Where are you from, Master?"

The sound of the water was rushing, and the spring was warm. Ji Yuanchuan looked at the lingering light on the water, and said with a smile, "I'm from Tongcheng. The girl has a good handicraft. You're not very old, but your art is very consummate."

The boat lady giggled, and she started her hands a little more lightly: "My master doesn't know something. I grew up on the water since I was a child. I can swim before I can walk. I have been soliciting passengers on the boat with my parents since I was a child. This is very important to me. It’s as normal as eating and drinking.”

Ji Yuanchuan knew what she said was right, because during the time they were chatting, the awning boat had passed several boats, but the speed still did not slow down.

While chatting with the ship's mother, he lay on his back on the deck, staring at the white clouds floating in the sky in a daze, and gradually he couldn't even hear what the other party was saying.

After strolling around, Ji Yuanchuan asked the boat lady to row the boat back. It was still the same teahouse, but a group of people had already changed in the teahouse.

When Ji Yuanchuan got off the boat, the boat suddenly shook, and a corner of his robe fell into the water. He picked it up quickly, but it was still a moment late.

Ji Yuanchuan looked down, and saw that the corners of the white clothes were soaked, and the color suddenly deepened.

At this time, a pair of black boots appeared in front of him, with exquisite cloud patterns painted on them. Ji Yuanchuan tightened his hand on the corner of his clothes, and looked up slowly.