Self-help guide for non-professional young masters

Seeing this situation, I know that if I don't go with him today, let alone look around, he can go around even a hundred laps.

Jun Ziyou was a little overwhelmed, so he had to let the children from the private school get out of school first, and then sighed at Xiao Beicheng when they left in a hurry.

"My lord, why do you take the matter of scholars so seriously?"

"The king said that he saw the master's talent from the book, and the master didn't give him face, but he thinks that I can't accommodate a big Buddha like you in the king's mansion?"

Jun Ziyou was extremely sensitive, "Jin Wang Mansion? Could it be..."

Sure enough, Xiao Beicheng smiled politely at him, and nodded slightly, "Xiao Wang is here to invite Mr. to the capital to become a counselor in Prince Jin's residence. I wonder if Mr. Wang will go with Xiao Wang?"

Judging by the situation, there is no room for struggle, Jun Ziyou still doesn't give up, if he refuses, he has to delay. Although it is a bad idea to escape while taking the opportunity, it is still a way to escape.

"Here, I'm just a commoner, and the one above..."

"Mr. has no high hall, has been in mourning for three years, has no children, and is not yet married to a wife, so he can travel far away from home."

"Home industry..."

"Only this private school that can't make ends meet, the big families in the city will invite teachers to come to teach, and only those children from poor families who want to study will come to study here. You are kind, you never charge more tuition fees, and you even have to hand the textbooks yourself Copy, but now the private school can’t continue, if not, you wouldn’t be reduced to selling scripts, Xiao Wang is right, right?”

What he said was the truth, and Jun Ziyou had no way to refute it. Seeing the private school managed by his ancestors behind him, but to be destroyed in his own hands, he felt a little sad.

There is no need for Xiao Beicheng to say it clearly, he also knows that King Jin can give him glory, wealth, and official fortune. Although he has no ambition to be in court, he doesn't want to be trapped in a small town all his life and die alone.

Shen Ci persuaded at the right time: "Sir, everyone in the capital knows that the prince is thirsty for talents, and he will never treat you badly when he enters Prince Jin's mansion. Even what you have done before can be written off, why not do it?"

"Can you give me some time to think about it?"

This time Xiao Beicheng nodded, bowed his hands respectfully and exited the door. It was really a gesture of asking for help, and he didn't put on an air. He quickly ordered people to evacuate from the private school, leaving no one behind.

It seems that King Jin is still very reliable, Junziyou still has at least one night to think about it.

Not long after Xiao Beicheng left, another person came on his back, it was Junziyou's good friend, Su Qinghe, a childhood sweetheart who grew up wearing the same pair of pants with him.

Hearing that he caused trouble to his upper body, Su Qinghe immediately came to share his worries with two taels of good wine, and smelled the fragrance of wine from a long distance away, Jun Ziyou shrugged his shoulders and shook his head, "Those who know me, don't It's too clear. It's just that you are too picky today, and this is not enough for me to be at the bottom."

"Okay, you just have to taste it, what's the matter if you want to drink enough? I'm here to give you a farewell farewell, not to see you off."

"Farewell? See you off? What do you mean by that?"

Su Qinghe walked into Junziyou's room with ease, set out two shallow bowls and a few plates of side dishes, first filled the wine for him, checked that no one was there, and then carefully leaned into the latter's ear, and whispered: "You If you don't run away, I'm afraid I'll have to find you everywhere in a few days, have you heard the rumors about King Jin?"

"Oh, I live in a remote place in a poor country, and I haven't finished eating this meal. I don't care about the dignitaries in the capital."

Hearing his words, Su Qinghe seemed a little surprised, "So, your book is really not written by King Jin?"

"My young master! It's just that others don't understand me. Why do you say that too?"

The two of them looked at each other in silence, just lowered their heads to drink, and waited until the bottom of the bowl was empty, then Su Qinghe hugged him by the shoulders and did not move, like a puppet-like black cat, his tone was a bit lonely.

"Whether you choose to leave or stay, this drink is always welcome. In a few days, I will leave Gusu."

The children of the scholarly family, leaving home is nothing more than a scientific examination to become an official.

Junziyou clapped his hands, "I wish you high school in advance, and you will be successful in the future, but don't forget the little one."

"Look at what you said, I'm one year older than you, so I'll take the exam a year before you, so as to save my father from always nagging me at home that I'm not as good as you, for fear that I'll fail the exam. I'll pay you for the exam next year. Jing, it is better to be honored and honored if you get a good name, than to die alone in a loss-making business. You look like this, and you don’t know when you will be able to marry a wife.”

At this moment, Jun Ziyou was already a little bit on the top, and he started to talk nonsense in a daze, "Why do you marry a wife or not? Marry a wife... How can you enjoy sleeping with a man? Sleep with him one after another, and you will not waste your life." Born as a man!"

"You wrote that book...couldn't it be because you really like men?"

"Maybe, I'm not interested in those stiff ladies and jaspers. The more coquettish men are, the easier it is to sleep. It's better to be the kind of self-respecting, reluctant ones... If I don't have money, I really want to go to the flower house to try it." Get a taste of a man."

His wine quality is really not that good, so he leaned on Su Qinghe and fumbled around.

The latter had nothing to do with him, and he thought that he could only let go of the running away, and let the boy ask for blessings for his grievances with King Jin, so he carried him to the bed, took off his shoes, socks and coat, covered him with the quilt, Then let him go to sleep.

Before leaving, he didn't forget to pet the little black cat lying on Jun Ziyou's chest, guarding him like a door god.

"I'll leave Ziyou to take care of you, little guy."

When Jun Ziyou woke up in the early morning of the next day and saw the sky was bright, he knew that he had missed the best time to run, so he hurriedly packed up his clothes and stuffed the black cat into his arms, with his boots still on his feet , staggered out the door, and saw Xiao Beicheng sitting in the courtyard, the dust under his feet had fallen a few times, which showed that he had been waiting for a long time.

"Mister is in a hurry, but there is something important? If you need Xiao Wang's help, just ask, as long as you can do it, there is absolutely no reason to refuse."

Looking at the guards of the palace who surrounded his house on the third and outer floors, the gentleman wanted to cry but had no tears.

"Can... can you help me get out of the way?"

"Sir, if you want to go back to Beijing with Xiao Wang, you must treat each other with courtesy, Shenci."

With an order, the guards stepped out of the way neatly, and even Xiao Beicheng himself made a "please" gesture, which was hard to turn down.

Jun Ziyou calmed down, gritted his teeth and showed an extremely ugly smile.

"My lord, since I'm asking for someone, I think I have room to refuse, if I don't want to..."

Before he finished speaking, a bright light flashed in front of his eyes, and a cold saber was already placed on his neck.

Although Xiao Beicheng had a smile on his face, his whole body was full of murderous intent, "Of course, it depends on whether Mister wants to go out or is carried out. Don't even want this head on your neck." gone."

"Wait! Emperor Zhaolie of the Han Dynasty didn't pay Zhuge Kongming for his three visits to the thatched cottage. You are using unscrupulous methods!"

"So this king never said that he is Emperor Han Zhaolie, and this king is Emperor Wei Wu..."

Well, for the previous generation of heroes, life or death, choose for yourself.

Under coercion and lure, Jun Ziyou had no choice but to compromise. He didn't even have time to explain to his fellow villagers what was going on, so he hurriedly left a souvenir letter, telling Su Qinghe to take care of his ancestral property, and then he was stuffed into the carriage.

This bumpy road made Junziyou, who had never traveled far in his life, dizzy and dizzy, and his stomach was overwhelmed. In addition, the strength of the alcohol had not completely subsided, and there was an old smoker with him, which caused him to die as soon as he left Gusu City. Pout to spit.

Seeing his miserable state, Xiao Beicheng not only showed no pity, but kicked him mercilessly out of the car. After he had drained all the acid water in his stomach, he ordered Shen Ci to bring a horse. Shiny horse.

"Sir, please?"

The gentleman's eyes were blurred, and he watched for a long time before realizing that this guy wanted him to ride a horse, so he quickly declined with a wave of his hand.

"No, no, no, the prince doesn't know something. This man's riding a horse is detrimental to his majesty, and things are bumped back and forth on the horse's back. Is that okay?"

Shen Ci tasted it for a long time before he realized what he was referring to. He blushed immediately and didn't know how to argue.

Compared to the inexperienced guards, Xiao Beicheng was extraordinarily calm, and said boldly, "That's because your posture is wrong."

"Huh? Posture, the prince will teach me personally?"

The gentleman said this because he hoped that Xiao Beicheng, who is a royal family member, would remember his identity and not lose his sense of proportion in front of others, rather than asking him to personally demonstrate what kind of posture is just right.

So when Xiao Beicheng got on the horse in one step and lifted him onto the horse's back by the collar, Jun Ziyou was a little dazed.

Like a marionette, he was being manipulated and sat on the horse's back. Behind him, Xiao Beicheng wrapped his waist around his waist and grasped the reins tightly, his posture looked very ambiguous.

Junziyou blushed, twisted his body uneasily, wanted to escape from such an embarrassing situation, smirked and looked at the guards who were supposed to be talking about it, unexpectedly, everyone present, including Shen Ci, had their backs turned The two of them pretended to look around and didn't give him a chance to ask for help.

"My lord, this... is not good..."

"You're already worried about this king's property, why don't you let me see it?"

As he spoke, a hard object hit Jun Ziyou's back, frightened him so that he stiffened and rolled off his horse, ignoring his sore butt, he ran into the woods and shouted at Shen Ci who was chasing after him : "Relieve! Relieve! Don't follow me!!"

Xiao Beicheng, on the other hand, stared down at the saber that was used to bluff people just now, stroked the hilt that seemed to still have residual warmth, and smiled thoughtfully: "The person who can use Ruyi Qiongcup as a metaphor for bed affairs , it turned out to be an unmanned young child, wonderful..."

"Meow..."

Just after he finished speaking, he heard someone repeat his words, Xiao Beicheng looked down, and saw that there was a shadow on the place where Cai Junziyou fell, and after careful inspection, he found that it was a black cat shrunk into a ball.

He personally got off the horse and picked up the handicapped cat, only to find that it was the one lying on Junziyou's shoulders yesterday, its two hind legs were injured and it was unable to run away with the man.

He stretched out his fingers and put them in front of the cat, and the cat licked his smoky fingertips, sticking out his tongue and retching.

At this moment, Shen Ci came to report in a panic: "My lord! My lord is not well, and my subordinates didn't take care of it for a while, let that teacher run away!"

"Run away, run away, and always come back."

Seeing the black cat in his arms, Shen Ci understood most of it, "Then, my lord, are we waiting here for Mr. to come back?"

"No, let's go back to the capital. After suffering enough, he will return to this king, knowing that this king is his most powerful backer."