As a salted fish, I was forced to become the teacher of all ages

Hua Manlou nodded: "So you mean, I want to do something for a joke...?"

"Huh?" Qiaoqiao was a little at a loss.

Hua Manlou stood up, patted her head and smiled, "Even a girl as stupid as Qin'er doesn't believe those rumors, who else do you think?"

Qiaoqiao was in a daze for a while, then suddenly realized.

Thinking of Huamanlou's solution to attracting shrews after offending the group of scholars for her in the past, Qiaoqiao widened her eyes: "Young master, what do you mean, these rumors were released on purpose?"

Hua Manlou shrugged and said, "Rumors... aren't they spread on purpose? No matter who spreads the rumors, it's basically the same."

He said so, but Hua Manlou was thinking about another thing: Is the idea of ​​a man and a wife a warm idea or the people below make up their own minds?

Look at Miss Wen's temper that makes her blush even after taking a sip, this rumor doesn't seem to be her style, it's too tough...

In short, one or two rumors are actually the most powerful, but when there are too many rumors, especially when rumors appear that are so outrageous that no one believes them, the power will become worthless—this is Wen Liang strategy.

As far as the results are concerned, although rumors have been flying all over the sky in the capital these two days, no one believes all the rumors. Even if someone mentions it to others, they just laugh at it. Not many people take it seriously. Did the rumorer take advantage of someone who maliciously slandered the anti-Japanese heroes Huamanlou?

What about the sequelae...

Maybe, basically, there were some people who tried to marry with the Huai'an uncle's mansion and sent their concubines' daughters to Huamanlou's mansion to be concubines. Immediately ran to find out which type Hua Manlou likes, whether he only needs a man or a wife, looking at the posture as if he wanted to offer his own concubine...

Hua Manlou is really a little confused about whether this is considered malicious revenge by Miss Wen.

"I see, it's... I'm busy." Qiaoqiao's voice brought the tired Huamanlou back to reality.

After recovering, Hua Manlou touched her head again, after thinking for a while, she suddenly used a little more effort to mess up her hairstyle, and then smiled in Qiaoqiao's surprised eyes: "Well, this That's right."

"Small... young master?"

Hua Manlou flicked her forehead with his fingers, and said with a smile, "That's how you saw me when you came back last time."

"..." Qiaoqiao was stunned again, and immediately blushed: The time Huamanlou was robbed by Bailian, because she pretended to be the mistress and had no face to face others, she was hiding under the quilt when she was ashamed, Huamanlou came in up.

At that time, I didn't think anything was wrong, and I fell asleep in a trance that day, but now I can't help but feel extremely embarrassed when I think about the situation at that time, and I can't help but hide my face and get under the quilt again.

Hua Manlou ignored her embarrassment and anger, and made up the knife again with a smile: "Speaking of which, why didn't you pretend this time?"

Qiaoqiao was so ashamed that she was dying, but she had to answer Huamanlou's question, so she had to say timidly: "Young... the young master is getting married now, and the young lady is... also at the house, so..."

Hua Manlou said cheerfully: "So, among those three people, which one of them has the time to take care of the backyard?"

"Uh..." Qiaoqiao didn't know what Hua Manlou meant, but still said, "After the young master gets married, of course... maybe the young lady or Miss Wen will take care of it..."

Hua Manlou sighed, and stopped teasing her: "Miss Wen Zhi is not in the backyard, Qi Wanrong is not an accountant. As for the young lady you mentioned, dare to ask where she is now?"

"Back... back to Xishan, saying that there is a patient who needs to be diagnosed and treated."

"So you understand?"

"Ah... ah?"

Huamanlou tapped her forehead again - the red seal that popped up just now has gone down, but it looks pretty good, it feels a bit like the flowers decorated on the forehead of Tang Dynasty people, so Huamanlou stretched out again Guilty Claws...

"From now on, you can take care of the family's account." Hua Manlou looked carefully, and it seemed that the playing was crooked.

Qiaoqiao looked at Huaman in a daze, and unconsciously put her hands on her forehead: "...huh?"

"Stop it, let me tell you, you will be in charge of the family's accounts from now on, just... Well, if you want to impersonate the mistress, you can continue to impersonate." Hua Manlou pinched her face: "Go to work, don't forget Come to my room to exercise your mistress' privileges at night."

"..."

"Give me some reaction, hello, would you like to?"

"Wish... willing!"

"Well, very good."

453. Bah!vixen!

Compared with Miss Baimao, who seems deserted but is very enthusiastic, and Miss Qi, who seems to have extraordinary combat power but is so sensitive that she loses strength after a while, Qiaoqiao is really good at playing.

On the first day of exercising the 'Mother's Privileges', Qiaoqiao took a bath, then dressed up, put on the clothes that Huamanlou had prepared before returning to Beijing, and then...

Qiaoqiao girl from Suyunxuan, who has long been out of publicity, walked into Huamanlou's bedroom with her pipa in her arms, and sat down in the faint gauze tent that had been set up long ago.

In the middle of the bedroom, Hua Manlou was lying sideways on the Arhat couch, casually picked up the wine cup, and poured the fine wine into his mouth, but his eyes never left the gauze curtain in the corner, feeling in his heart: This little fairy... ...It seems that he really wants to degenerate this young master into a contemptible feudal nobleman?

In the gauze tent, it is cleverly folded and twisted slowly, and the melody of the pipa is soft and melodious, just like where the breeze blows, the waves of the lotus pond sound softly.

Before the prelude was over, Hua Manlou's thoughts went back to her former dream: Speaking of which, sitting here and drinking alone is a bit unworthy of my status as a second-ranker, so...do you want someone to buy some skinny horses? ?Even if you don’t do anything, it’s comfortable to watch!

To tell the truth, if Huamanlou spread the word that he wanted to buy Yangzhou skinny horses, it is estimated that not to mention the Huaiyang area, but there will be a lot of people from the Min and Guangdong areas to collect them for him, and it is likely that there will be a lot of trouble. The price of lean horses in Yangzhou soared around [-], and it was called Yangzhou expensive horses in history...

Cough, Qiaoqiao started singing, let's get down to business.

Qiaoqiao has never spoken since she entered the Huai'an uncle's mansion, and spent all her good years doing math problems, so this is the second time Huamanlou has heard her sing.

But despite this, the youngest Qing Dynasty official in the old Beijing Normal University and the famous singer still has the skills, with a pipa and a fleshy voice, she can actually sing the song "A Thousand Miles of Orioles Cry Green and Reflect Red, Water Village, Mountain, Guojiu and Flag Breeze" artistic conception.

If it weren't for the song "Qin Feng" in the past, I'm afraid she would already be famous in Zhao now, right?

Hua Manlou was a little distracted, not knowing if he was delaying others...or if he accidentally fished him out of the fire pit?

After singing a song, the voice in the gauze tent seemed to be putting on airs but was a little seductive: "I haven't practiced for a long time, it's a bit sloppy, don't blame me, my lord."

This tone...

Hua Manlou wanted to laugh inexplicably: "It's not strange, can I have a drink together, Miss?"

There was silence in the gauze tent: "My family is too strong to drink, so please forgive me, my lord."

"Oh? So disrespectful?" Hua Manlou pretended to be a little unhappy.

There was silence again in the gauze tent, as if the jade man had been in trouble for a long time before replying with some displeasure: "Your servant...you can dance solo."

Hua Manlou suddenly felt a little thirsty, picked up the wine cup and took another sip before saying: "Okay, I will punish myself with a drink, you can dance."

The figure in the gauze got up slowly: "What kind of dance do you want to see, my lord?"

"Hmm..." Hua Manlou pondered, "Dance the dance you want to do for me."

In fact, he didn't know what to dance at all. After all, he didn't have much research on the dances of these years, so he couldn't just say 'that kind of dance where the clothes on his body disappear' right away?

Qiaoqiao walked out of the gauze tent slowly, and stood a foot away from Huamanlou.

Still wearing pink clothes, still lightly wearing makeup, with frowns but not frowns, with thin tears in his eyes, just like the day when he first met in a teahouse, he gave a slight salute to Huamanlou's blessed body.

It's just that that day was far away, but today it is in front of me, so Hua Manlou couldn't help picking up the wine cup again, thinking to himself: This little fairy, I have never seen her so seductive before. Today makes people so impetuous?

Following Huamanlou's movements, Qiaoqiao raised her hand and made a pose, took the first step, and sang at the same time: "The reeds are green, and the white dew is frost. The so-called Iraqi people are on the side of the water."

Hua Manlou muttered again: Pretty, it's Qin Feng again, miss, your ancestors are from Qin?

Qiaoqiao has a slender figure, a graceful dancing posture, and a melodious singing voice. From time to time, she secretly sends a piece of autumn spinach to Huamanlou from under her sleeve.

After dancing to a song, maybe it's because she is shy and charming, or maybe it's because she hasn't danced for a long time that made her blood surge, her delicate and fair face was flushed all over, when Yingying bowed to Huaman downstairs, her eyes flickered, she was so beautiful .

Huamanlou's breath was a little rough: "Come here."

Qiaoqiao smiled slightly, moved to the Arhat's couch and knelt down at the table, and asked softly while adding wine to Huamanlou: "Is the young master satisfied?"

Hua ManLou remained silent, and waited until she handed the wine cup to her mouth before saying: "Satisfied, there is a reward."

The little goblin seemed relieved, and after putting the wine into Hua Manlou's mouth, she said with a smile: "Young master is satisfied, and the thought of the slave family is not in vain."

The pun in what he said made Hua Manlou impetuous for a while, and immediately became evil.He sat up slightly, grabbed Qiaoqiao's little hand with one hand, and lifted her chin with his fingers with the other hand: "Then... what if I say you are not satisfied?"

Qiaoqiao lowered her eyelids, with tears in her eyes, she tremblingly said: "Dare to ask... dare to ask how to satisfy the young master?"

Hua Manlou took a deep breath: "What do you say?"

"Young master...Young master, please respect yourself, the slave family only sells art, not selling itself..."

He said so in his mouth, but his tone of voice was very similar, and his movement seemed to be trying to pull his hand back, but with strength...

Well, Huamanlou didn't feel the slightest bit of strength at all, but from the overall atmosphere, he really seemed to be a lustful person who wanted to bully an unprofessional gentleman. He was detestable and ugly. God hates evil...

Hua Manlou smiled even more wickedly: "What are you talking about? Is this young master like that? I'm just joking."

Qiaoqiao seemed to be relieved: "Then... can you let the young master go, I... I will give you more wine?"

Hua Manlou smiled and said: "Not busy, not busy, if you drink any more, you will get drunk."

"My lord...you can't drink too much?" Qiaoqiao raised her eyes to look at Hua Manlou, but immediately lowered her head again.

"Huh? What are you talking about, my son will never pour a thousand cups." Hua Manlou was almost caught off guard by this look.

"Then...the young man..."

"Miss, don't you know that alcohol is never the most intoxicating thing? If Miss is in front of you, who wouldn't be drunk?" While talking, Hua Manlou leaned closer, as if wanting to sniff her scent greedily.

Qiaoqiao had tears in her eyes: "Young master...Young master, the slave family is going back..."

Hua Manlou stretched out his hand to hold her small face: "Where are you going?"

"Grand... son... um..."

Under the projection of candlelight, the shadows of the two merged into one place, and the bedroom was silent except for someone gasping in a low voice.

Outside the window, a little girl at the bottom of the wall got up and left cursing: "Hey, vixen! I thought the young master was going to take me in together, but it turned out to be the random jumping in the queue after that, and I was so angry! I'm already fourteen! "

(August is simply another month of disaster, another illness, another back injury, another move, and a lot of things... Make up for this month~~)

454. Pride

Hua Manlou, who was hiding in the Huai'an uncle's mansion, played the role-playing game comfortably, and it was full of experience, as if everything that happened in Beijing had nothing to do with him.

But in fact, the originally peaceful atmosphere in Beijing and China had already turned into chaos after he returned to Beijing.

Not long after the beginning of the early morning of this day, a censor came forward and raised a tricky topic: Uncle Xishan completely wiped out the Japanese pirates within a few months, why the Ministry of War and the Five Armies Governor's Mansion suppressed the Japanese every year, and failed to suppress them every year? do?

The minister of the Ministry of War raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, and the governors of the five armies, including Huamanlou's prospective father-in-law Ying Guogong, looked pale: if the guards are not reformed, and the navy is not planned to be built, who has the ability to destroy the Japanese pirates?

Moreover, the Governor's Mansion of the Five Armies said it was in charge of the soldiers and horses of the world, but since the civil servants became more and more inflated, only the three major battalions of the capital could actually be controlled, and even the Xishan Guard, which was full of flowers, was not under their control. Can this pot be thrown on the head?

It's just that it's not the time to talk about the guards, and the reform of the military system is still something that everyone knows to do, but for the time being, we can't specify the time to talk about it in the palace.

This matter can be regarded as an issue left over from history, so there is no winner or loser at all. Under the mediation of Emperor Guangxing, the next topic is proceeding normally: Chen Jiafu, the leader of the Japanese pirates who has surrendered brought back by Huamanlou, will be charged in court. Minister of Industry Zhao Huayang.

This matter immediately shifted everyone's attention to Zhao Shilang: there are no three big Japanese in this world, and there are more people who are forced to leave their homes, so there will be three big Japanese.

Therefore, the Ministry of War and the Governor's Mansion of the Five Armies, who had been angered before, shifted the spearhead to Zhao Shilang in a tacit agreement: it is because of a dog official like you that the Japanese pirates have been banned repeatedly!

Originally, it was fine if they didn't talk about this matter, but when they said this, it seemed that the appointment of the Ministry of Officials seemed very stupid: What are you doing to make such a dog official climb to a high position?

Therefore, the Minister of the Ministry of Officials who recommended Zhao Huayang at that time was dragged in by the censors and abused.

But how can Ma Tianlu, the official minister who has been up and down for many years, be easy to provoke?

The old man went straight to the Metropolitan Procuratorate, saying that his official department looked at the evaluation and performance of officials, and most of the evaluations were done by inspectors—that is to say, Zhao Huayang's occupation of other people's private property back then It's a matter of morality. It's because their censors didn't fulfill their responsibilities and didn't act if they didn't find out. That's why Zhao Huayang slipped through the net.

This statement directly made more censors dissatisfied. After a round of abuse, they said that the censor's rumors were correct, but the number of censors was too small, how could they cover everything?Moreover, it is within the purview of Xuanwuwei to conduct unannounced visits, so why not hold them accountable?

The commander of the Xuanwu Guard, Lu Kun, became furious when he heard this: Your censor really only sees who bites, right?If you really want Xuanwu Weimi to spy on you bastards, you will all have to go to prison one by one!

But the fire is back to the fire, and Commander Lu is too lazy to break up with Yushi. He directly handed over the problem to Dongchang—theoretically speaking, Dongchang is Xuanwuwei's superior yamen. , Xuanwuwei does not investigate officials, but only pursues treason, rebellion, rebellion, etc.

Xu Dacheng, who was watching the excitement well, was dragged into the water, and immediately looked innocent: he co-operated with the Japanese pirates to wreak havoc, and blame our family?Japanese pirates have been harassing the southeast for more than a hundred years, but our grandfather was not born more than a hundred years ago, do you have any reason?

Although Xu Changgong was polite in front of Huamanlou, he himself was not easy to provoke, so he immediately threw the problem to the Ministry of Rites: The Japanese pirates originated in the Wa Kingdom. After Huamanlou cleaned up the Japanese country, they came. Shouldn't you be beating and beating?

The Ministry of Rites is also quite a headache now, because the special envoy of the Japanese country did not stop after they came to the capital, and even went to the kiln to play without paying money, so they threw the problem to the Ministry of Punishment and Dali Temple: Japanese people do not know etiquette, do not understand Enlightenment, causing trouble everywhere in the capital, so you who are in charge of the law also have some problems?

The Dali Temple directly blamed the blame, because the Dali Temple judges do not judge the people, so what kind of shit officials are the Japanese?

But the Ministry of Punishments went numb on the spot, and the Minister of the Ministry of Punishments looked left and right, and asked a deafening sentence in court: "White prostitution... how to judge the crime?"

Sitting on the throne, Emperor Guangxing watched helplessly as his ministers dragged one matter onto another, and the evasion, abuse, wrangling, and dumping were vividly performed, and his complexion became more and more unsightly: Da Zhao The court... What kind of people did they raise?

But before the ministers could clearly argue whether he was guilty or not guilty of prostitution, someone proposed such a solution: Since these things were caused by Huamanlou Pingwo, why not let Huamanlou solve all the problems? matter?

The hall was quiet for a while, and then suddenly a large group of people seconded the proposal, and before the others could react, the group began to study which position Hua Manlou should be placed in.

Because the matter discussed today involved many yamen in the imperial court, after discussing for a while, this group of people felt that it was not appropriate to put Huamanlou anywhere, so someone first proposed that Huamanlou should be included in the pavilion. identity to get these things done.

However, although there is no clear regulation, it is customary to say that non-Hanlin is not allowed to enter the cabinet, and the most important thing is that Huamanlou was born in a noble family, and he is not a literati, so this suggestion not only failed, but was solidly given to Hua The whole building attracted a lot of hatred, at least...

The mood at the Hanlin Academy will never be too good.