The best county magistrate

"I almost forgot that the teacher has another identity."

Zhao Yanli exclaimed, and then said: "If the girls in the capital knew that the teacher was Shi Ye, those self-proclaimed romantic talents would be in trouble."

"Playing is playing, but don't tell anyone about this, otherwise it will be difficult to clean up the mess if things get out of hand." Yang Xuanchen warned.

While the three of them were chatting and laughing, Yang Zhen drove the carriage to a stop outside a pavilion on the edge of Qinyun Lake.

Before the three of them entered the covered bridge, Butterfly came galloping over on a fast horse.

After whispering in Yang Xuanchen's ear for a while, he quickly rode away again.

Seeing that he was worried, Zhao Xue asked politely, "Master, if you have something to do, please go and do it first. Yan Li and I will go and take a look ourselves."

Yang Xuanchen looked at Butterfly's departing back, his eyes filled with thought.

Except for the old man who was captured by Wang Tieshan, all the other people from Youzong of Northern Liao were killed last night.

With the support of Anyansi, Northern Liao Prince Park In-jae and Park Guk-chang have moved to another inn and arranged for some people to protect them secretly.

However, the businessman Gu Sanshi is quite busy and has already started contacting several trading companies in Dayan.

It seems that I will have to talk to Park In-jae and Wang Tieshan later about last night's farce.

But it’s still early now, and I haven’t been with Zhao Yanli and Zhao Xue for a long time, so I might as well relax.

Thinking of this, Yang Xuanchen smiled and gave Zhao Xue a look that said "you understand me".

"Xiaoxue is still sensible!"

"My business is not that urgent. Let's go to Yayun Collection first. You two still lack a lot in literary literacy."

As they spoke, the three of them walked into the covered bridge and headed towards Yayunji.

After passing some waterside pavilions and some pleasure boats, a group of people gathered in the distance attracted their attention.

When they got closer, they found that it was Lin Mo, a talented scholar from the Jixia Academy, and Lin Ziming, an old acquaintance of Yang Xuanchen, who were drinking and competing in poetry.

"Let's go take a look, but don't interrupt. Today we're mainly here to feel the atmosphere."

After Yang Xuanchen said this, he turned around, hooked his arm around Zhao Yanli's neck, leaned close to his ear and whispered, "I'll give you a task."

"Look among all the girls here and see if there's any you like. Then use the love poems you just learned to tease them."

"Teacher, this...is this possible?" Zhao Yanli asked in a low voice.

Yang Xuanchen put more strength in his hands, "You little thing, don't think I don't know what you think about every day."

"That thing called 'Young Ah Ren' and 'The Strange Story of Lady Huang' under your pillow, and those on the sheets... Ugh!"

Zhao Yanli covered his mouth with his hand and began to avoid looking. He glanced at Zhao Xue slyly and found that she was not looking at him, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"No, no, no, I'm going!"

Yang Xuanchen pressed his hand down and smiled slyly. This trick really worked.

But it's not a good thing to always get it on the bed sheets. I'll ask Wei Junzhi to speed up the construction of Rouyunfang in Qingshui County as soon as possible and provide some tissues for Zhao Yanli.

After sending Zhao Yanli away, he and Zhao Xue looked at the two people who were competing in poetry.

It’s no wonder that ever since Dayan won the literary duel with Beiliao, Dayan’s students have fallen in love with such activities even more.

During this period, good lyrics, poems and articles emerged in large numbers, and the court discovered many talented people from these students.

"The green shadows dance on the new willows, and the rippling blue waves reflect the morning glow."

"The fragrance of plum blossoms announces the coming of spring, and pairs of purple swallows fly around the eaves."

Lin Ziming is worthy of being the number one talent in Qingzhou. The poems he recited were very sentimental and his description of Wing Chun was very good.

While Lin Mo was still thinking hard, Zhao Xue leaned close to Yang Xuanchen's ear and whispered, "Master, this is so boring. Why don't we go somewhere else?"

Yang Xuanchen naturally agreed to her request.

Because Zhao Xue is different from Zhao Yanli, she is a girl and will get married in the future, so she doesn't need to carry too much burden on her shoulders.

With her talent in mathematics and business, managing Zijinzhai well would be the greatest help to Emperor Jianwen.

Thinking this way, he agreed with Zhao Xue's opinion.

The two walked side by side towards the other side of the bridge.

"Master, the Zijinzhai auction will be held on February 28th. Sister Miaomiao has brought many things to show me these days."

"Tell me, should we take them all out, or keep some?"

As for the auction, Yang Xuanchen let the girls arrange it themselves, and he would just go on stage and act as the auctioneer when the time came.

However, those are all industries in Qingshui County, and I have some idea of ​​the number.

"Besides fine salt, shower gel, and nectar, what else is there?"

Zhao Xue blurted out without thinking, "There are also makeup mirrors, frosted glass, silk..."

After saying something, she leaned close to Yang Xuanchen's ear and asked in a voice as thin as a mosquito: "Sister Miaomiao, how many weapons do you plan to take..."

"No! Everything else is fine, but weapons are not!" Yang Xuanchen said firmly.

"The situation in the south is very chaotic, and I don't think the people in the north have any good intentions. If this thing is thrown out at this critical moment, it will cause a big disaster!"

"Zijinzhai earns money in a steady stream, not by making a sudden fortune."

Hearing him say this, Zhao Xue nodded heavily, "Then let's do as Master says."

Then Yang Xuanchen changed the subject and said, "Since the items sold are mostly used by women, you can go to Liuyinglu and talk to Miss Xinran later."

"Tell her to arrange a few prostitutes with nice figures and good looks. I will give them some training tomorrow."

"Whether we can sell our stuff for a good price depends on them."

Zhao Xue was a little confused when she heard that. What's the point of asking the girl from the Music Bureau?

Sing some songs and dance to liven up the auction?

Bro, we are selling something, who would listen to music while auctioning? What the hell are you doing?

"Oh, just do as I say. I'll give those prostitutes some training tomorrow."

"By the way, have someone bring the things they want to sell with them, and then we'll understand."

Seeing that she was unmoved, Yang Xuanchen added two more sentences.

The two walked a few steps forward while chatting, and suddenly Zhao Xue pulled Yang Xuanchen's sleeve and stopped.

"Master, look at that!"

I looked in the direction of her finger.

Yang Xuanchen couldn't help but laugh several times in his heart.

That kid Zhao Yanli was really flirting with a girl, but the girl was wearing a veil and her real face could not be seen clearly, but she looked somewhat familiar from a distance.

He quickly pulled Zhao Xue closer, lowering her body from a side out of their sight.

"Cang Cangcang, Bailu is frost. The so-called Yiren are on the water side."

"The girl's beauty is clear and graceful. It is my wish to meet her by chance."

"..."

Zhao Yanli's words shocked Yang Xuanchen and Zhao Xue.

I'm shocked. This boy is really good. He has mastered it so quickly. He can explain it in a very coherent way.

Unfortunately, the veiled woman sitting on the stone bench was unmoved. She just glanced at Zhao Yanli indifferently and then turned her gaze to Qinyun Lake.

The two fell into silence.

Then the veiled woman shook her head and said, "Sir, I think you look a bit like an old friend. May I ask if you know Young Master Zhao Xue?"

Zhao Xue?

Zhao Yanli was shocked. How could this beautiful woman know the imperial sister?

But, shouldn’t she be called the eldest princess, or Miss Zhao? What the hell is this Young Master Zhao?

However, he still remembered what Yang Xuanchen taught him, that when you are out, you should not have the intention to harm others but you must be on guard against others.

He simply laughed off the veiled woman's question.

"Forget it, it doesn't matter if you don't know me. There are plenty of girls here. You don't need to waste your time on me."

As she spoke, she stood up and bowed to Zhao Yanli, "Young Master is well-educated and well-dressed. He must be a good person."

After being given the nice guy card, Zhao Yanli was not discouraged, but seemed very open-minded.

"Miss, if possible, could you tell me... me about Mr. Zhao?"

"My surname is also Zhao, my given name is Yun, and my courtesy name is Zilong."

Seeing her inquiring look, Zhao Yanli smiled and tried his best to look like a gentleman.

"Brother Zilong, I think you are only in your teens, but I am already in my twenties. Don't you think there is too much of a gap in our ages?"

Unexpectedly, this sentence made Zhao Yanli laugh out loud.

"Beautiful sister, age is not a problem. As long as two people truly love each other, they can be very happy!"

"My teacher's wife is several years older than him..."