Syndicate Growth Manual

Zhao Yuan has never been able to do two things at once, and he can no longer hear the voice of Zhen Cheng reciting books.A thin silk edition of "Cangjie Pian" has been read, and the cultural system of this world built by words has gradually become clear in his mind.

He also went to elementary school in his previous life, and that school was only for people not to be blind. He didn't understand the modern industrial civilized society, so he came here in a daze.Xu Shi was not very old in his two lifetimes. Although the seal script is complicated and difficult to understand, he can accept it quickly. After studying for more than half a year, he can already understand it in its entirety, but it is still difficult to write.Being able to read and write is the foundation, but I can't be lazy. After a long time, I persisted.

After an hour passed, Zhao Yuan put down his pen and stretched his neck to look aside.I saw that Yuan Jue was still practicing calligraphy seriously, but the expression on his small face was too serious, his posture was presumably corrected by Mrs. Yi, and he didn't dare to move at all. Looking at the words he wrote, the size was fine, but the force was too much. However, there are ink blots all over the paper.

Zhao Yuan was still snickering when he was knocked on the head.He raised his head and saw that Yiqi was sitting on the left side of the desk with a serious face, holding the murder weapon in his hand - a volume of books.

Master Yi glared at him and said, "Why are you laughing at your classmates? You were not as good as him before!"

Zhao Yuan, however, was not afraid of him, and grinningly rubbed against him, lying on his raised knee: "The students praised him for his good writing, Master misunderstood me."

Yi Qi couldn't bear to see his small appearance, and couldn't help laughing, his face couldn't hold back anymore, and he stretched out his hand and rubbed Zhao Yuan's head lightly.

After reciting Zhencheng's book, he was also practicing calligraphy. Hearing the whispers of the teacher and student, he was a little envious.To say that before he was worried that his wife was too young to be reliable, after Yiqi asked him about his homework, he all became admiration.

He started enlightenment a year ago, and his mother asked someone to find a master for him, and his father also thought it was good, but that master was too old, with a rigid style, and was too strict with him. strenuous.He told his father that he changed another master, but he was not happy...

The morning teaching ended at half past six, and Yiqi went by himself. After half an hour of lunch break, Zhao Yuan and the others had to practice archery. A corporal under Zhao Chen's command came to Fuzhong to teach, and they had to learn again at half past one in the afternoon. music theory.

Zhengyang Huaixi's second child cleaned up the table, and his father's four maidservants brought out food boxes and brought out all kinds of exquisite food.

Yuan Jue was already hungry, iced sugar cane pulp and grilled fresh fish were also common, but he had never seen food wrapped in a plate, so he couldn't help being curious.He asked Zhao Yuan: "Dare to ask brother, what is this green thing?"

Zhao Yuan took one and peeled it for him, and then peeled another one for Zhencheng: "I call this thing lotus leaf Baba. I wash the new lotus leaves, wrap them in Jiangmi, and fill them with pickled rice." Meat, you can taste it."

Both Yuan Jue and Zhen Cheng looked down at the same time. The food in the pottery dish was the size of a palm, and the rice grains were oily, which looked very attractive.Yuan Jue couldn't help but take a bite first, it was soft, glutinous and delicious, the meat inside was full of fat and fragrance, and it was also filled with the fragrance of lotus leaves, he could eat a whole in two bites.

Seeing that he was enjoying the food, Zhencheng also tasted it, admiring all over his face, and said: "I am afraid that there are few cooks in the whole Jiangcheng."

Zhao Yuan was triumphant, as if the other party's words were a compliment to him.But it's not far from it. Although he doesn't know much, if he improves the snacks a little, no one will doubt him.Fan's also held a few successful summer banquets with the fried pork and the lotus leaf cake.

A few people had a simple lunch and chatted casually, which was very pleasant.This period of time has entered autumn, although the sun is scorching at noon, but the ice basin is placed, and the room is cool and pleasant.Children don't like to take a lunch break, Fan has no energy, Zhao Chen went out again, and no one urged them to rest at this moment, so they kept talking and laughing.

Yuan Jue asked: "In a few days it will be the Double Ninth Festival. My aunt Guining wants to take me to my grandfather's house." The words were obviously filled with anticipation and excitement.

Zhao Yuan let out a sigh, and said with regret on his face: "I almost forgot, but no, then we won't be able to go hiking together. My family's flower cake is also delicious, but unfortunately you can't eat it." He turned his head and asked Zhencheng again. : "Ah Cheng, what about you?"

Zhencheng was not as happy as Yuan Jue, he smiled: "My mother also took me to Guining, but my grandparents' house is full of cute little ladies, it's really boring."

Yuan Jue nodded sympathetically: "That's right, my maternal ancestor's family is similar, although there is a cousin who was born last year, and the girls next to me will scream in fright when I touch him, but whoever makes him cry , my aunt is fine, Auntie will definitely teach me a lesson... I don't even bother to tease him."

He has always been too lazy to think too much, so he asked when he could talk, "Brother, can you go to your grandparent's house? I have heard that the Fan family in Jiangcheng has a large garden in the south, and they can also hold the Naqu Water Cup Banquet, and what else?" The rockery can be drilled, which is very interesting!"

Zhao Yuan was stunned and didn't react for a while.He thought about it: I have been in chaos for a few days, and when I wake up, I have already driven all the way to the Zhongjun Mansion on the Xuan car. My own family is not my own, but I don't know whose family it was originally...Where is there any maternal ancestor's family?

The Fan family, the Fan family never took him there.

These thoughts, which were only for a moment, seemed to Yuan Jue to be stunned for a moment.Zhao Yuan came to his senses, seeing that Yuan Jue was fine, Zhencheng was full of uneasiness, looking at him with guilt in his eyes, he couldn't help laughing.

He laughed and said, "It depends on my mother whether you want to go to my grandparents' house or not. It's not difficult for you to drill a rockery. In fact, we also have some in our house. It's just in the small garden next to my mother's yard. You guys go and play." After a few words, Yuan Jue didn't realize it, and nodded happily.

For the rest of the afternoon, Zhen Cheng was absent-minded and preoccupied.

After dinner together in the evening, the three of them went all the way through the vertical flower gate and entered the inner courtyard, and passed through the winding corridor for a month. Zhengyang Huaixi went to his father's residence by himself.

After entering the courtyard gate, Zhao Yuan felt that the atmosphere in the courtyard was not right, and quietly, he walked through the osmanthus bushes on both sides to the open space in front of the porch outside the main house, but he saw Li Qiu kneeling straight on the bluestone slab in the middle, and the other three women And a group of little girls who just got their hair back, all stood silently in the corridor.The stone lotus pillar lamps in the yard were all lit up, only the place where Li Qiu knelt was dim.

Zhao Yuan frowned, his eyes wandered for a week, and he asked Lichun, "What's the matter? Why is Aunt Liqiu kneeling? Get up!" He walked forward as he spoke, holding Liqiu with his small hand to pull her up.

Li Qiu knelt for a long time and was already on the verge of falling, his face was pale, and beads of sweat were dotted on his forehead.She shook her head with a wry smile, gently broke free her hand, and said in a hoarse voice: "Da Lang, go in quickly, don't worry about the slave, the slave made a mistake, and he deserves to be punished..."

Lichun was also frightened, and hurried forward to hug Zhao Yuan away, and persuaded with a low voice: "Yes, this is the meaning of the lord, we appreciate Dalang's kindness, please come into the house quickly, the sky outside blacken."

Zhao Yuan hugged a little girl like this, feeling very unhappy, but he didn't bother Li Qiu to get up when his feet landed.

He looked up at Li Chun and said, "I just asked you something! What do you mean by saying that my father punished you?"

Li Chun flinched, and said in a low voice: "I don't know about it, Mr. Lang just let people pass the word, saying that Li Qiu should keep his duty, and then learn the rules... Not only kneeling, but also the little girl raised by Li Qiu's sister, Also let the slaves take over..."

Zhao Yuan took a small breath, it was so serious!

Li Qiu couldn't bear it anymore and began to cry softly.A first-class servant who has been deprived of his authority is comparable to a concubine who has fallen out of favor, so what future is there to speak of!Kneeling in front of those little girls now, how can he have the confidence to take care of them in the future?Since she came to serve Zhao Chen, she has always been very useful. She is used to the scenery, and she has not lost her caution. Today's encounter is too sudden!

Zhao Yuan looked at Li Qiu, and then smacked the sentence "be cautious", what else did he not understand?I'm afraid Li Qiu was still implicated by him... But how did his father know what happened in the main room of Tangli Courtyard that day?He thought about it carefully, and felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

Which else?Even if it wasn't Fan herself, could her maids have passed her to complain to Zhao Chen?

He didn't look at Li Qiu any more, took off his shoes and walked into the house on the porch.His father hadn't come back yet, the lamps in the main room had already been lit at this moment, and a small table of meals were served on the plan table, hot and cold, all delicious and delicious, just waiting for people to taste.He habitually sat down on the side, held up chopsticks to pick up a pickled chicken breast, but for the first time he couldn't taste it.

Zhao Yuan thought to himself, Fan is also right.Since she was a child, she has been able to inquire about the health of an illegitimate son, sew clothes and knit socks for him. Isn't it enough for the aunt to do Fan's job?

He asked himself and tried to get close to Fan Shi, but he was different from others, since he was born as a governor, Fan Shi looked at the little girl who was only in her teens, and he really couldn't treat her as a mother.Fan Shi didn't want to have a relationship with her, he understood, but the more he did this, the more he knew that there was a gap between him and Fan Shi.

Zhao Yuan slowly ate a bowl of round-grained rice, the bamboo curtain was not put down, the figure of Li Qiu outside was blurred in the darkness, and the sound of weeping gradually became inaudible.He forced himself to act as if he hadn't heard, hardened his heart and pretended to be at ease.

He is also a selfish person, compared to Fan's, he has been closer to Li Qiu since childhood... But now, his father has made his position clear, the courtyard is full of ears, if he gives Li Qiu begged for mercy, or arbitrarily spared Li Qiu, although it was possible, but it would make Fan sad, and it would also make Li Qiu lose his footing.