big name bastard

"This one……"

Wu Chi stretched out his sleeves and wiped the sweat from his forehead, his face full of grievance, "Third Young Master, in fact, the old man followed you not far, and was stopped outside."

"Oh, then go down."

As soon as Wu Chi left, the room was empty. Rong Mian pondered for a while with her chin whirling, and then Panxiang fetched the soil and sand basin according to his instructions, and took out a three-character scripture that she had carried for a long time from her waist, saying It was taken by Nanny Qin who was close to her in the kitchen. Nanny Qin's little grandson was learning to read, so she took it under the pretext that she wanted to learn.

Rong Mian nodded and praised Pan Xiang for being clever, "Master, do you want Lei Zhen to learn how to read from you?" Pan Xiang asked with concern.

"I'll talk about it after I think about it." Rong Mian hushed, making people back off.

He closed the door, reached out for an account book, put it on the Three Character Classic, and turned to the inner room with the sand basin in his arms.

Rong Mian found a chopstick and used the chopstick as a pen in his hand. On the sand in the basin, he practiced the traditional Chinese characters on the Three Character Classic wrapped in the account book over and over again.

After writing for half an hour, the handwriting on the sand was still crooked, and Rong Mian was so tired that he couldn't hold his chopsticks.

At this time, there was a knock on the door, and it seemed that Shi Shi had brought food.

Rong Mian got up and hid the three-character scriptures, then wiped the sand in the basin to erase the handwriting, and then he straightened his clothes and walked out slowly, "Come in."

That account book is really useful, the meals on the stone, no business trip.It's just that there was a problem with the squeezed almonds. The kitchen couldn't make squeezed almonds for a while, so they just crushed the almonds on a millstone urgently and sent them after they were boiled.

"Well, you step back."

Seeing the stone receding strangely, Rong Mian took off the 'mask' on his mouth, and began to eat slowly, thinking while eating.

Although the Three-Character Classic is simple, there are a few traditional characters on it, but I don't know much about it. I can understand the meaning of it smoothly, and I can almost understand it. The next time I see it, there will be no problem, and with the addition of handwriting, The font is even more... unreadable.Naturally, the more familiar with these basic things of the ancients, the better.

Rong Mian took a mouthful of the delicious rice, seeing the accounts in front of his dark eyes, he felt a faint pain in his brain.

What made it even more embarrassing for him to talk about was these ledgers!

Because there are some that he can't understand at all, that is to say, he can't read all the characters above.

Now Rong Mian finally realized Rong Kaiji's painstaking efforts, the most prosperous cloth shop is just those few books on the table.But if you add two more antique shops and add a mountain of negative accounts, it will be wonderful, Rong Mian can't read it at all, let alone can't read all the characters in it.

Flipping through the accounts in a random way, Rong Mian looked at the moon in the middle of the sky, then turned off the light and went to sleep. Because of his vigilance, he did not sleep too deeply this time. He opened his eyes, lit a candle and got up, opened the window to have a look The weather outside was around midnight.

He took a mirror to look at his face, and saw that the redness and swelling on his lips had disappeared, and the tooth marks had also faded, so that they were almost invisible, so he was relieved.

Throwing the 'mask' aside, he reached out to take out the sand basin hidden under the bed, took out the chopsticks, knelt down on the ground, and practiced for another hour with his book. Come.

Rong Mian glanced at the traditional characters on the sand basin, and nodded slightly. Although he only practiced for two hours, practice makes perfect, and he can write complex characters well.As for the Three-Character Classic, it has the basis of the previous life, and he has basically understood it thoroughly. Next, we can look at the Thousand-Character Classic.

"Master, Master..." Panxiang's voice sounded from outside.

Rong Mian immediately took out the three-character scripture from the account book, put on his clothes, and let Pan Xiang in, "Master, it's only five o'clock, you got up so early."

Pan Xiang brought a hot water basin and a cloth towel, seeing the darkness under the young master's eye sockets, she felt distressed for a moment, "Master, this servant will serve you."

"You should return this book. Remember to get another Thousand-Character Classic. I've thought about it. As for the Four Books and Five Classics and the like, King Yulin's scholarly fragrance is at its peak. Go and get some Four Books and Five Classics, and report my name. I believe that the people there will not ask you for money."

Rong Mian cleared her face, thinking while talking.

Since Mrs. Rou taught Rong Mian, now I just need to hide my illiteracy. Reading the Four Books and Five Classics will not make people suspicious.When I bring up the problems of illiteracy and handwriting, there will be no more mistakes.It seems that after understanding the Thousand Characters, the next thing doesn't have to be done in such a sneaky way.

After cleaning her face, Panxiang next to her was attentively serving her clothes and ties. Rong Mian looked down and saw Pan Xiang's black head with simple beads stuck in her black hair. Rong Mian suddenly remembered something, "Pan Xiang, why is Zhou Ning'er A concubine, will she be assigned to me as a concubine?"

"Ah? Master, don't you know?!"

Pan Xiang raised her face and stared at Rong Mian in amazement with piercing black eyes. After noticing Rong Mian's confused expression, she saw his big black eyes. Touching his face, he whispered, "Hey, this servant almost forgot that the young master was a fool before."

this girl!

"In fact, Mrs. Leng betrothed her daughter to you, young master!" Pan Xiang said.

Mrs. Leng?

Rong Mian asked deeply again, only to realize that this is the case.

"Master, would you like a servant to bring you a bowl of ginseng soup?" Pan Xiang's voice came from the side.

"Well, okay." Rong Mian nodded, thought for a while, asked Pan Xiang to wait on him, and gave her a list of the morning meals.

Panxiang swallowed when she saw the densely packed, slightly crooked but understandable small characters, and reminded, "Young master, the kitchen is not ours. If we eat like this every meal, we will definitely put the kitchen in the kitchen." Bad popularity."

She knew she shouldn't talk to the young master like this, but it's okay to eat eggs in the morning and egg whites in the evening.But what is this yogurt that the young master is talking about?

There are some production methods listed on the young master's list, but there are some words that Panxiang doesn't understand.She didn't know it, and the nuns in the kitchen certainly didn't know it either. This matter had to be left to the housekeeper.Uncle Sun is someone close to the master, and he will never be able to invite him.Butler Xu, who was in charge of Haoheng Courtyard, didn't dare to offend the young master on the surface, but he still hated the young master in private.

"Forget it, let them make ginseng soup, eggs, porridge and diced meat... I will make yogurt myself."

Rong Mian saw that Panxiang was looking at the list like a starry sky, so she nodded in satisfaction and replied.

"Give this to Uncle Sun, let him get me everything except yogurt."

Seeing that Panxiang hesitated to go out bravely, Rongmian exhaled, rested his chin on the table, and slowly closed his eyes. Rong Mian made the news that Rong Mian could not only compose poems but also write when he woke up, spread the fastest.

The reason why Uncle Sun was chosen was because he was someone close to Rong Yidao, and he was the fastest to let the entire Rong family know.

Rong Mian can compose poems, but his handwriting is not very good, which is understandable, handwriting is practiced, not to mention that Rong Mian has not written for so many years, to be able to write like this, Rong Yi said that they should be grateful for the miracle.

And Rong Mian used the new term 'yogurt' for Mrs. Rou...

If Rong Yidao suspects that Rong Mian is too smart, he can write poems, write and say 'yogurt', he will definitely think of Mrs. Rou, so that Rong Mian can easily attract Rong Yidao's attention to Mrs. Rou.Even if it wasn't his mother, it was the original owner's biological mother after all, Rong Mian didn't want this body to be far away from his mother for too long.

It's just that what Rong Mian finds inconceivable is Pan Xiang's words just now.

It turned out that Zhou Ning'er's mother, Leng Shi, was the second wife of the Zhou family, and she was actually the older sister of Rong Mian's biological mother, Mrs. Rou.

At the beginning, Mrs. Rou carried her in from the back door of Rong's house, and later gave birth to Rong Mian. Mrs. Leng came in person and made a private appointment for this marriage.

What makes Rong Mian feel strange is why Leng's surname is Leng, but Mrs. Rou's surname is Lian. Since they are biological sisters, why do they have different surnames?And why did Mrs. Leng take the initiative to cling to this marriage?

Don't say that the Rong family has two other sons in front of them, and Leng is also the main wife of the second wife of the Zhou family. If she is a little normal, she should be married to the two sons in front of her. How could she rush to win Rong Mian? It's a bit strange .

And in the days to come, it is impossible for the Zhou family to be unaware of Rong Mian's situation.Why didn't the Zhou family withdraw this relationship in time?

Is this Leng Shi really like what Pan Xiang said, with a bodhisattva heart and the closest sister of Mrs. Rou, who is willing to ruin her daughter's life's happiness and marry Rong Mian, a fool?

It doesn't make any sense.

Rong Mian swallowed his saliva and rinsed his mouth. In the gray morning, it didn't look like it was a sunny day. A gust of knife-like wind was blowing, making the door creak and creak.

Finally, under the relentless urging of the wind, there was a creak, and the half-closed door was blown open. With a whoosh, the cold wind came in through the sleeves of his clothes. Rong Mian shivered and shrank. Running a kilometer, but with this physique, I am afraid that if I run down, I will catch a cold, so the gain outweighs the loss.

Rong Mian cleaned up the furniture in the outer room, set up push-ups and sit-ups training, closed the door and listened to the wind blowing outside, the inside of the room was sweating, and after half an hour, he heard Wu Chi coming out of breath. Calling the door, Rong Mian nodded when he heard him talk about the basic skills of fan Xiwu, such as Zha Mabu.

Seeing Rong Mian sweating, Wu Chi also saw his determination.

But Ting Rongmian wanted to hang a horizontal bar in the house, Wu Chi was a little strange, Ting Rongmian described and gestured, Wu Chi felt that the horizontal bar would be quite useful if he hanged himself.

But Wu Chi should be, according to Rong Mian's requirements, such as height and length, etc., so he went to prepare the horizontal bar.

Sweating all over, Rong Mian told Pan Xiang to wash himself with a basin of water, and as soon as he opened the door, the sweat on his body disappeared, and he shivered from the cold, "It's so cold today!"

"It's okay young master, we have big cloaks!"

Panxiang took a quilted blue and slightly old cloak like a magic trick, and put it on Rongmian, and she immediately felt much warmer, "The weather is changeable, and the servant feels cold when I wake up in the morning, so I specially prepared this cloak." What about the big cloak. The slave gave the list to Uncle Sun, but he didn’t say anything.”

Rong Mian nodded, "That's good. I'll go to the cloth shop after I'm done eating. You can cook the three meals according to the above list and bring them to me according to the time. The three meals must be eaten at a fixed time." Take good care of your body, and only with your body can you have a future.

Just as he was about to say something more, a gust of cold wind swirled in from outside, followed by a shout that exploded in the courtyard, "Third Young Master, Third Young Master! Come out, come out!"

Early in the morning, the loud cry was like calling a ghost.

Pan Xiang immediately responded, and went out first, but Pan Xiang did not come back at all, and then came in two guards with knives, their voices were harder and solemn than the previous one called Soul Voice, "Master Rong, my guard Follow orders and come with us!"

"What are you doing? Come to arrest him early in the morning. My young master didn't offend you, so you don't want to take him away!" Seeing the young master being caught by the government, Panxiang screamed, sprinted in with a [-]-meter dash, and stretched out his hand to block the attack. In front of Rong Mian.

"Mr. Third Rong competed with the champion of martial arts yesterday. The champion of martial arts died this morning. Most of his body is green. Mr. Rong is on business to handle the case. Please come with us!"