Reborn girl from poor family

Chapter 142: Driving the tiger away from the mountain (1)

Early the next morning, Shen Huai came over the wall as expected.

He complained to Mrs. Yan that he could no longer stay in the Zhou residence. Every day the door was blocked by people who came to visit with name cards. Fortunately, there was a wall to climb.

Yan used to regard these things as very noble and distant, but now that she has been indoctrinated by Shen Huai, she actually thinks that they are all ordinary things. Officials and gentry are just working hard, bending down to ask for help, and often How can the self-sufficient happiness of ordinary people be achieved without fear?

Even though Shen Huai Gaojun always climbed the walls, she just acted like it was normal, as if the walls between the two houses were built to be climbed.

For example, now, Ms. Yan is smiling and sitting on the spoon that Shen Huai placed for her on the edge of the well. There is a freshly killed old hen in the wooden basin in front of her, waiting for Shen Huai to scoop out the boiling water from the kitchen. Come here, scald the chicken and pluck the feathers.

When boiling hot water is poured on the chicken, the chicken feathers will be loosened. Take the time to grab the root of the hair, pick it up and pull it out quickly, and the chicken feathers will fall out. The first hot water is to pull out a bald chicken, and it needs to be hot again. Once, this time it was a delicate job, and the tiny fluff had to be pulled out one by one.

Yan's hands and feet are very nimble, and her face is full of peace and tranquility.

Su Ya sat in front of the hall door, holding her face in her hands, looking at her simple mother sadly.

According to Yan, Shen Huai's face has not looked good recently. He thought it was because of the previous injury that damaged his foundation, so he needs to take good care of his body. However, Zhou Dazhu, the chef in Zhou's house, just broke his finger and will not be able to recover in four or five months. , where can I find a cook I like in a short while?

So what should Shen Huai do about recuperating his body?

Yan was soft-hearted, so she took over the cooking task. She was very busy every day, replenishing blood, replenishing Qi, replenishing bones... Liu Sandian was there, comparing the symptoms of Shen Huai and Su Ya, Isn't it just a matter of effort to prescribe some meal recipes?

Su Ya squinted her eyes and looked at Shen Huai's busy figure - what's wrong? What's wrong?

His muscles are obviously tight, and his broad chest is solid. When he is not weak, he can stand three to five feet tall, okay?

Thinking of kung fu, Su Ya couldn't help but sigh softly. According to yesterday's agreement, she should go to Song Jin's place again today to accompany him and practice on her own. However, after seeing the scene in the early morning, she suddenly felt strange. It's weird, it's a bit embarrassing, and I haven't adjusted for a while.

From Sun Po to Song Jin, she accepted it very quickly. Firstly, because of more than two years of preparation, the relationship and relationship were real. Secondly, she also had empathy and understood Song Jin’s various involuntary feelings, especially when many people She did not regard the eunuch as a man in her heart, as she was afraid of irritating him.

What's more, from Sun Po to Song Jin, the most direct change is nothing more than clothing.

However, Su Ya was really stimulated yesterday.

First, I was shocked by Song Jin's appearance and age, and then I was shocked by the movement and the beauty in black in the lower room in the early morning.

At that time, she covered her eyes as a gesture, which was just "pretending".

Even though there were no lights in the room, and even though there were deep shadows under the eaves, it didn't stop her from seeing that although the woman was beautiful, she was no longer young.

I have long heard that eunuchs have sex with prostitutes, and even have sex with palace maids in the palace, and they often live like husband and wife. With Song Jin's current situation, it is impossible to have sex with prostitutes, so that woman is Song Jin's sex ?

Su Ya had more and more questions about Song Jin, but after realizing that Song Jin had his identity, which was definitely not comparable to that of Sun Po, Su Ya could no longer go to his room unscrupulously.

With this mentality, when the dressing was changed during the day, Su Ya stayed away and did not follow her.

Shen Huai glanced at her and told Gao Jun to help Liu Sandian, but he still stayed with the Su family.

"What's wrong?"

"What's wrong?"

"Why didn't you go and see what Song Jin had become like?"

"...I'll go see how it looks in the evening."

Su Ya looked calm, burying her head in a pile of obviously newly printed scripts.

Shen Huai was noncommittal and stretched out his hand to take out a book from above, ""The Popular Romance of the Three Kingdoms"? What are you looking at this for?"

Su Ya raised her head and glanced, "Oh, this is a new book. It is said to be more sophisticated about national history than ordinary story books. Do you want to take a look at it for me?"

"What did you see?"

"It's so good!" Su Ya glanced at him like a fool, "The officialdom of Huai'an Prefecture has been in turmoil recently, and the storyteller's hall that talks about the Three Kingdoms, Sui and Tang Dynasties, Bao Zheng, etc. is all full. I guess the ladies and ladies will too. If you are concerned about the officialdom, this new book is just for them."

Shen Huai frowned, "Do you want to go to the speech book again?"

"Yes, my leg injury has healed." Su Ya immersed herself in reading again, "When Song Jin's poison is removed, I plan to resume work tomorrow. I have taken too many days off and lost a lot of money."

"I have the money."

"Well, I have some too, although not much."

Su Ya raised her head, looked at Shen Huai, and smiled.

Of course she understood what Shen Huai meant.

However, the work of writing speech books has never been just a livelihood for her, it is also an important way for her to get closer to the source of information.

Not to mention that Cao Qingyuan has not returned to Huai'an yet, but Cao Qingyuan is back. She still has to work, and at most she can avoid Cao Qingyuan.

Shen Huai looked at Su Ya carefully, but Su Ya responded calmly and let him look at her.

After a long while, Shen Huai smiled, and sure enough he sat down next to him, turned over the pages of the book, and really started to read seriously. He flipped through the notebook quickly, sometimes raising the corners of his mouth slightly, and with Su Ya's consent, he picked up the pen to make notes in the notebook. .

Su Ya gradually raised her head from the pile of storybooks, holding her chin, tilting her head and looking at Shen Huai in a daze.

"What are you looking at again?" Shen Huai kept commenting on his hand, only taking the time to glance at her with a smile.

"What was it like when you were studying in the past?"

Su Ya didn't know that her eyes were so affectionate and intoxicating that Shen Huai didn't dare to take a closer look.

"What it is like now, it was like before."

"No head cantilever, cone and thorn?"

"I don't want to take a nap, so why bother myself?"

Su Ya curled her lips, and when she saw Shen Huai put down his pen and closed the last page, he immediately reached out and said, "Show me."

The book of words, which still carries the fragrance of new ink, has added many smaller regular characters, sandwiched between the lines of the sky. Some are corrections, some are ridiculing, more are quotations from scriptures, and some are correcting mistakes in them. They are both solemn and harmonious, romantic. Flying, free and uninhibited, the meaning almost bursts out of the paper.

Su Ya no longer obsessed with looking at beautiful men. She read the storybook carefully. Whenever she had questions, Shen Huai would explain them to her.

With Shen Huai ranking first in the third list and second in the palace examination, what does it mean to write some poems and songs to charm young ladies like Qiu Nianyun? It is rare that he actually seems to be very good at approving novels.

Su Ya exclaimed and reluctantly closed the last page, her eyes shining, "Why are you so powerful?"

Shen Huai's brows were filled with a smile, and he tapped her head lightly, "Are you going to pour me the ecstasy soup?"

Su Ya nodded her head like garlic, then quickly shook her head, "No, no, no, I've been drunk by you! Only today did I know why you were ranked second in the Jinke."

Shen Huai raised his eyebrows, "What are those stereotypes? If I'm not great, how can I be worthy of being liked by you?"

Su Ya carefully smoothed the storybook in her hand and put it away, "When I earn money with this book, I will give you half of it."

Shen Huai laughed and was about to speak when Gao Jun came in a hurry.

"Sir, Master Zheng Bin has sent a military officer in royal robes to ask for an audience."

"What's the matter?"

"The government prison was robbed, and more than half of the suspects imprisoned by Jin Yiwei were killed or injured."

(End of chapter)