dressed as a scholar

Qiao Hezhi had a blushing face, Fang Yu poured the medicine into the palm of his hand, rubbed it to warm it up, and then gently applied it to the wound.

He lowered his eyes and didn't dare to look around. Although Fang Yu took off his trousers, he immediately took the quilt to cover it up, and just glanced at it from the corner of his eye, but his heart still fluttered when he applied the medicine. Jumping straight, afraid of seeing something that he shouldn't have seen again, he honestly applied medicine to Fang Yu.

It's not that Fang Yu was bragging. When a man fell off the horse, the horse was also frightened and kicked him at the tailbone. It hurts to the bone.

Qiao Hezhi saw that the injury was not serious, but it was already red and swollen. It should not be long before it would turn into bruises and purple, and the skin on the outside and inside was torn apart. He didn't dare to use force for fear of hurting someone.When he knelt in the ancestral hall before, he also had a deep understanding. He knew that such bruises looked insignificant, but they were actually painful. Besides, he was kneeling, but he was kicked by a horse. Compared with the hatchback, this was more painful. .

"It's better not to ride a horse in the future, it's too scary to look at."

Fang Yu was lying on the pillow, his husband's hands were soft and soft, the pain on the skin was nothing to worry about at all, it was like going for a massage, although it hurt the skin, muscles, muscles and bones, but it couldn't bear the comfort.

"How can this be done? A gentleman is good at the six arts. If I can't even ride a horse, I will be laughed at if I succeed in the scientific examination." Fang Yu said: "There is a saying in the poems and books: Spring breeze is proud of horseshoe disease, and I can see Chang'an in one day." Hua. If I am lucky enough to be the number one scholar in high school, then I will be parading on a horse. If you think that the number one scholar can't ride a horse, it would be such a joke."

Qiao Hezhi pursed his lips. Of course, he knew that scholars fantasized about being able to go to high school, but he didn't expect Fang Yu to be so imaginative, and he practiced equestrian skills first, in preparation for the high school parade in the future: "How much will that take?" Only those who have good fortune can be the top students in high school, and the number of students in the country is countless, and to become that No. 1, I am afraid that Ziweixing will reappear."

"My luck is good, if not, can I have a husband like you?"

Qiao Hezhi's face turned even redder, as if he was about to steam up. He didn't answer Fang Yu directly, but said, "Okay."

Fang Yu pulled people away, not wanting people to avoid him.

Although the current appearance is really not suitable for telling the truth, but he doesn't want to live that kind of alienated life with Xiao Qiao anymore. When people treat him well, they don't realize how precious it is, but he really thinks that person has just changed. After a while, I realized that the habit had already been baked into my bones.

He has been here for so many days, if Qiao Hezhi didn't take good care of him and was considerate in every way, he would not have lived such a stable and smooth life. He thought that he was attached to him when he married here, but he didn't know that many times he was attached to him .

Although Qiao Hezhi was young, his temperament was not like his age. After this incident, he finally knew what kind of existence Xiao Qiao was to him.

"It's been a few days, do you want to understand?"

"What do I want to understand?"

Fang Yu saw that the person seemed to be pretending to be stupid, so he squeezed his hand: "Of course it will be later."

Qiao Hezhi raised his eyes and glanced at Fang Yu: "Naturally, we will continue to live in the future."

Fang Yu wanted to make the words clear: "You are not afraid of me anymore? Or maybe you don't mind me being like this now, am I not your former husband anymore?"

"I, when did I say I was afraid!" Qiao Hezhi pouted: "Besides, the previous one was not my husband."

He didn't understand anything at that time, he only knew that his parents said that Fang Yu was a scholar and a talented man, with good looks and good character to marry, the marriage of the younger brother and the daughter was always the order of the parents and the words of the matchmaker, and he didn't He had to choose, how well his parents treated him, since they all said it was good, then of course it couldn't be wrong.

Although he was unsatisfactory after he got married, he could only respect his mother-in-law and serve her husband uprightly. Although he was often humiliated and disrespected, he was not the only one like this. There are many cousins, and there are many cousins ​​on the mother's side. Eight out of ten married people want to go back to their natal homes to cry, and the world is like this, so he also insists on gritting his teeth.

But after Fang Yu fell into the water, things changed. Although he didn't understand what happened, he accepted his husband's kindness cautiously, but when he looked back, he took care of himself, led him around, and didn't dislike his own. Born as a merchant, these days are extremely comfortable and happy, and they are increasingly inseparable from people.

Later, he realized that Qianqian and Qianqian were not alone at all. Although he was frightened, he was not afraid as he said. He only thought about how to be careful and avoid things in the future, and he never thought of separating the two.

He was also worried that if he minded that he had been married to that person before, and now he wanted to settle the score, he naturally denied the relationship with the former.

But thinking about the unrestrained things he did before, his face turned red. If he had known that he was not an ordinary person, he would definitely not be like this.

But just because he knew that he was not an ordinary person, he had another layer of worry in his heart. These days, he couldn't sleep thinking over and over again: Will the ghost stay in one place forever?

He didn't want to be a widow at a young age, or the kind of widowhood that lost his sweetheart.

Qiao Hezhi held Fang Yu's hand, and said pitifully: "Don't leave in the future, and don't go looking for another person, just stay here, and I will definitely not let those Taoist wizards and wizards approach you. At least there is a place here to shelter from the wind and rain, which is much better than wandering outside, isn't it?"

What Xiao Qiao said was sincere, and Fang Yu knew that he was speaking from his heart. Although he was touched, he... couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"You...you really think I'm a ghost?"

"That, what is that?" Qiao Hezhi frowned: "You look like this..."

Fang Yu was amused in his heart, and tried his best to endure it. Looking at Xiao Qiao's silly appearance, he was so cute. He stroked his soft hair: "Okay, I am, I am the head office. I have no problem staying, but I also have a request..."

Qiao Hezhi looked at him: "What request, just tell me."

Fang Yu approached him and whispered, "You will be my husband, and I will stay here instead of looking for a new host."

Qiao Hezhi lowered his eyes and squinted his eyes, embarrassed to look directly at Fang Yu: "I, I am your husband."

Fang Yu laughed, and suddenly stretched out his hand and hooked Qiao Hezhi in front of him onto the bed, and he lifted the quilt to wrap both of them inside.

Qiao Hezhi felt the world was spinning, and then Fang Yu pressed him onto the bed as soon as his eyes were darkened. With a flick of his hand, he even touched Fang Yu's bare leg. His heart was beating like a drum, and he didn't know where to put his hand: "Do, do What, aren't you injured?"

"I'll teach you how to be a husband, let's see if you can pass."

"Hmm~"

……

According to the doctor's advice, Fang Yu's life this year can be regarded as dismal, he can't eat spicy food, can't eat hot food, can't eat too much... The New Year's Day, which is suitable for big fish and big meat, just drinks medicine, eats porridge and stir-fries small vegetables However, I feel that even the intestines have become weak these days.

Not only that, the usual entertainment is just like reading, but it allows him to complete all the homework assigned by his master during these days of recuperation.Knowing that he was very happy with his quiz results, Xiao Qiao boasted to his parents when he returned to his natal home in the second year of junior high school. When he came back, he told him that his father-in-law would give him two good horses, and they would send them to him when they arrived in a few days.

Of course he was happy to have a good Ma Fangyu, but he also regretted not being able to go back to his natal home with Xiao Qiao when he returned home in the second year of junior high. A lot of presents, and I even sealed a red envelope for him to bring back, which was more than the pocket money Xiao Qiao gave him last time.

These days, Xiao Qiao would come every day, and would blow the cold medicine and feed it to his mouth, which was his joy in bitterness.

By the seventh and eighth day of the lunar new year, his body was in good shape, and he would not feel pain in his muscles or bones when he walked, but there were still a few spots on the bruises.

On the day he got out of bed, he took the finished booklet and went to the bookstore.

"I want to print thirty copies. Can this be printed?"

The old printing man in the bookstore flipped through the brochure given by Fang Yu, and was in a daze for a while. It was the first time he saw this kind of brochure printed: "It can be printed, and the number of words in the paper industry is not many, and it will take less than two days." and it will be done.”

"It couldn't be better than that."

Fang Yu looked at the carved characters placed everywhere in the workshop, some of which were carved into pages on wooden boards, like the Four Books and Five Classics that every student in the academy holds. It can be printed directly, which is very efficient; of course, there are also many who come to print loose books, such as Fang Yu, so there are also individual fonts that are individually engraved in the workshop, and they are found next to each other and printed on one page.

Ink the reverse character mold, cover it with paper, and print the ink on the font on the paper and wait for it to dry.

Fang Yu watched the master craftsman's printing very skillfully. The printed articles were neat and even in ink, and there was no need for poor writing. He was very satisfied. Moreover, the unified printing was more standardized.

"The Cui Wu barbecue written on it is the place in Fangjia Lane?"

The master craftsman saw him looking at the printing vigorously, and chatted with him.

Fang Yu smiled and said, "That's right, Master has been there too?"

"Frequently, old customer." The master chef smiled with a few creases in the corners of his eyes, but he looked kindly: "After a day of printing, my waist is sore and my back hurts. In summer, I go to Cui Wu's barbecue stall to drink and eat." These barbecues are the most beautiful, but all the discomfort is loose. It’s cold in winter, but I don’t go there as much as in summer.”

"Master, expert."

The master chef laughed again: "Ah Hu Qingsi cake is also delicious. That kid used to live in the same village as me, and he relied on making this hand of Qingsi cake. His family used to be poor, but if there is a wind and rain, His house was the busiest, for a while half of the roof was blown away by the wind, and for a while a piece of the wall collapsed, and I helped run twice.”

"However, that kid is studious and hardworking. Later, he learned the craft from others, and he is good at making green silk cakes. Nowadays, a large house with five rooms has been built in the village, and his wife is married to the youngest daughter of the village head. Life is good. That's called a fiery red. But this kid's business is cunning. In the past, he used to find wild leeks in the mountains to make stuffing, but now he grows them in his own fields, but they all taste good, and no one can taste them. "

Fang Yu laughed out loud.

"Your book is well done, but it's just a few thin pages that don't go unnoticed."

"This is called a periodical, and it comes out once every ten days." Fang Yu said, "I will have to trouble the master in the future."

"It's a small thing."

After the pages of the book were printed, Fang Yu went to his tea shop.

The small tea house is actually not small, it is still a small two-story building with a small platform on the top. In spring and autumn, you can drink tea outside and watch the street view. This is the only place for fun in the tea shop.

There are neither excellent snacks nor special items, and the business in the teahouse is not very good. It is incomparable with those Goulanwasi, where there are beautiful girls to accompany them. As for the fact that there are so many customers, it is only because The place is spacious, and the tea from Qiao's family is quite famous in Yuncheng for take-out. I know that this tea shop brews authentic Qiao's tea, so I came here.

The shopkeeper of the tea shop saw Fang Yu coming, although he knew it was the owner, but he was not very enthusiastic. This shop used to be owned by the Qiao family. The business under Qiao's family is better than it is now, so he is naturally more oily.

But when it came to Fang's family, the new owner didn't seem to care about the shop except to withdraw money every month.

But today, I don't know what kind of wind it was, but it actually brought Qiao Hezhi over. Seeing the couple coming to the door together, his heart skipped a beat. He was also worried about whether there was something serious, or that he was here to check the accounts and ask for accountability.

"My lord, my little master."

Qiao Hezhi glanced at the shopkeeper in charge, and said, "Shopkeeper Lin, the teahouse is going to make some changes this year. Please write down what the lord said carefully."

Shopkeeper Lin said respectfully: "Yes."

If you don't look down on the lord, you have to give face to the little boss. In order not to miss anything, he specially brought a pen and paper.

Fang Yu said: "I have to change it even when I look at the signboard. It might as well be called the Book and Tea Studio in the future, so that people can know what's inside just by looking at the signboard."

"This is easy to handle, according to the master."

The two went to the tea shop together. Fang Yu planned to build a bookcase against the wall in the lobby on the first floor, saving space and making it easy to pick up books. He also had to place a small table in the place with the best view. Then he still invited the storyteller to come of.

The second floor was originally designed for private rooms. In addition to making wall shelves for books in each private room, he also planned to make a circular message wall in the lobby, just like a milk tea shop for future generations, for young people who are full of enthusiasm. Feelings of people write stickers.

It’s hard to be rewarded if you don’t meet your ambitions. As long as you don’t violate the laws of the country, you can write and express your feelings and find a confidant. If your wife steals a man and a child is not obedient, as long as you have a thick skin, you can also make records to relieve your worries. The sorrow of lovesickness has nothing to rest on, and you can talk freely, hoping to get a response.

Shopkeeper Lin recorded them one by one, and was greatly shocked that the lord was so capable of tossing around: "Wouldn't it be necessary to suspend business for a while to reform?"

"Then let's close the business for a few days and hire more craftsmen. It's not a big project, and it won't take long."

Qiao Hezhi entangled Fang Yu's arm, looking at him with stars in his eyes, his husband is indeed a well-informed ghost!