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The two were lying on the bed at night, Shen Xu said: "I never imagined that Brother Liu would throw away his family wealth and live in seclusion in the countryside for a son-in-law."

Lin Qing said: "How can Qin Wan not be wronged? When Mr. Liu gets bored, how will Qin Wan deal with herself?"

Shen Xu shook her head, "Brother Liu is not that kind of person."

Linqing glanced at Shen Xu, and thought, you were not once a dandy with wives and concubines, how could you know that Liu Yulang would not change his mind.

Thinking of myself again, I feel sad for a moment.

No matter how unhappy Qin Wan is, at least she can be with Liu Yulang in a legitimate way, so what are she and Shen Xu?

The Goddess has intentions, but King Xiang has no intentions.

Linqing didn't sleep well that night. When he woke up in the morning, there were dark circles under his eyes, and he was yawning listlessly to make breakfast.

With the flower hoe I bought yesterday, it was much easier for the two of them to dig the ground. They saw two figures squatting side by side in the courtyard, like birds pecking at food, and slowly backed away while digging, but they had a tacit understanding.

After finally digging a ridge, Shen Xu's waist was sore and his back was aching, he supported his waist and complained about his tiredness, and collapsed on the side, refusing to move any more.

Linqing was also exhausted, bent over to work for most of the day, her legs were numb, but when she saw Shen Xu sitting on the ground with her clothes on, she couldn't help but said: "The ground is full of dirt, you can wash it like clothes!"

Shen Xu reluctantly stood up, and moved to a clean place to sit again, slandering Zhenzhen's housekeeper.

The little rabbit ran out of the nest, jumping back and forth curiously in the broken soil, Lin Qing saw that its white fur was rubbed dirty, and said anxiously: "Xu'er, come back quickly, the soil is dirty."

Shen Xu still couldn't get used to the name, and said to Lin Qing, "Let's change the name."

Lin Qing was determined to call it this name, hugged the rabbit and said coldly: "No change."

Turning his head away, his face was a little red.

Xu'er, Xu'er, although it is a barking rabbit, it always makes people's hearts fly, as if calling that person.

Such an intimate title, he only dared to call it out of his mouth in this way.

Sending the rabbit back to its nest, and earnestly telling it not to run around, Lin Qing returned to the backyard, only to see Shen Xu scratching the ground with dead branches.

He walked over to take a look, and saw that Shen Xu had drawn a back view of him hugging a rabbit. Although it was only a few strokes, it vividly reflected the charm.

"How is it, does it look like you?" Shen Xu raised her head and asked.

Lin Qing was stunned, and answered in a daze, "Like." Glancing at Shen Xu, he asked in a low voice, "Okay, why are you painting me?"

Shen Xu took the dead branch and shook it, "You have been around that rabbit all day, as if you raised a child, it looks cute, obviously you are only a teenager, but you want to act like an adult .”

Lin Qing's face became more and more red, "I want you to take care of it."

Shen Xu sighed, "What a good rabbit, it would be nice to burn it."

"How dare you!" Lin Qing's eyes widened.

"I'm just talking, why are you so serious." Shen Xu smiled wryly, "You can raise it if you like it, it's just that the name—"

Lin Qing was annoyed: "Why are you such a big man!"

Shen Xu whispered: "Then I'll raise a dog another day, and call it Qinger all day long, and see how you react."

Lin Qing's face turned red, and he could only utter two words for a long time: "How dare you!"

Shen Xu sighed: "Fortunately, you are not a woman, otherwise whoever marries you will call you a shrew."

Linqing was so ashamed and annoyed that he was about to raise his hand to hit him. As soon as he took a step, he suddenly let out an "ah" and looked at the ground with his mouth pursed.

He accidentally trampled on a piece of Shen Xu's painting, Lin Qing was very distressed, frowning at the ruined painting, his eyes were almost red.

Shen Xu didn't care, "It's just a random drawing, and the left and right must be erased."

Linqing didn't speak, just stared at him silently, turned his head away for a long time, and walked away to hoe the ground.

He dug the soil again and again, feeling aggrieved and annoyed.That was the first painting Shen Xu drew for him. Although it was just an unintentional painting with no meaning, it was the best treasure for him.

Knowing that this treasure can't be preserved, and if it is trampled, I still feel sad.

That idiot doesn't understand people's hearts, and maybe after a lifetime, this kind of heart will not reach his heart.

Shen Xu didn't know the twists and turns in his heart. After watching for a while, she also took a flower hoe and squatted beside him to hoe the ground.

After a while, Aunt Wang came calling out their names.

As soon as she entered, Aunt Wang said happily, "Young Master Shen, I have something to tell you."

Shen Xu said, "What's the matter?"

Aunt Wang took a sip of the tea brought by Linqing, and said: "There is a private school in our village, and it has always been taught by an old gentleman. Unfortunately, the old gentleman is old and fell ill again a few years ago. I can't teach anymore, he read the lantern you wrote for us, and intends to invite you to take over his class and become a teacher, I don't know what Mr. Shen wants?"

Shen Xu was stunned for a moment, but Lin Qing said pleasantly, "This is a good job!"

Aunt Wang said: "It is indeed a good job. Although there are not many children going to school in the village, they are all educated. Young Master Shen is a scholar. I am afraid that he is not good at field work, but teaching has fallen into your job, Young Master."

Shen Xu was still hesitating, but Lin Qing had already asked Aunt Wang: "Where is the private school, how many people are there in total, the old man might have to go there..."

And so on.

Seeing Aunt Wang away, Linqing's face was full of joy, and he was a scholar. Although the two of them also did some farming with him, they couldn't see it. The hands that were supposed to hold a pen were now holding a hoe. Linqing There is more regret in my heart than sigh.

Now let this idiot make the best use of it, and become a private school teacher, I'm afraid it's the best solution so far.

Shen Xu said blankly, "Am I going to teach now?"

Lin Qing said: "How else? Would you like to ask you to farm the land?"

Shen Xu shook her head, wrote with reluctance, and whispered: "But I have never taught students."

Lin Qing couldn't appreciate his cowardly and fearful appearance the most, and said: "In this situation, is there still room for you to choose? I have read so many sage books and asked you to hand in the "San Zi Jing" and "Di Zi Gui" You can't get out of the stage, and you really deserve the title of talented scholar."

"A talented person is also a talented person who recites poems and makes mistakes."

Lin Qing said: "You are not very good at writing poems on the Shangyuan Festival!"

"Writing a hundred poems at once, no talented person can hold it!" Shen Xu's scalp tingles even now when he thought of the nightmare of the Lantern Festival, and whispered: "Besides, which talented person will come to teach naughty boys again."

"Isn't Li Taishi, a famous minister in the former dynasty, a man of great talent? The official worshiped Zhan Shi, and later became the Taishi. Isn't it a matter of practicing the way of a teacher? Ask for advice with an open mind, and set an example for future generations. Since you are such a pioneer, what reason do you have for self-esteem and self-worth to be stingy with teaching you?"

Shen Xu was dumbfounded, unexpectedly, this little luthier could cite scriptures to refute himself speechless.

After staring blankly for a while, Shen Xu said, "Why don't you become that teacher?"

Lin Qing said angrily, "Are you listening to me carefully?"

Shen Xu said with emotion: "I thought you could only tune the piano and the strings, but I didn't expect you to be so talented. Disrespect and disrespect, Mo Huai privately thinks that you are much more suitable for teaching than me."

What he said was extremely sincere, and Lin Qing was really angry and funny, and it took him a long time to hold back a sentence: "I will teach, and you will plow the land!"

Shen Xu: "..."

Comparing the two, Shen Xu compromised, "Then I'll go teach."

Lin Qing was so angry that he lost all strength, coaxing this young master to earn some money for the household was like coaxing a three-year-old child to eat.

At noon, Lin Qing picked up a few things and rushed Shen Xu to visit the old gentleman.

Shen Xu walked out slowly with a basket of eggs and a basket of vegetables.He lost his way four times during the period, so he asked the villagers bravely, and a villager who returned home from work kindly took him to his destination.

Shen Xu thanked the man, turned around and knocked on the door.

An old voice came from inside: "Come in."

Shen Xu pushed the door open and entered, the room was dimly lit and there was little furniture. Although it was spring season, it was still cold. Shen Xu walked through the main room and entered the bedroom, only to see an old man sleeping among the broken catkins. His face was haggard, almost exhausted.

Shen Xu was slightly stunned, and said, "Mr. Cui, late-born Shen Mohuai, came here to pay a visit."

Cui Ke coughed a few times, and said hoarsely: "Hold it high, Cui is over forty-two this year, and he can't bear an old name."

Shen Xu was stunned and became a little more stunned. He had only heard Aunt Wang address him as "Old Mister" before, but when he came in just now, he saw that he was covered with white hair and looked sad.Unexpectedly, the word "old" was just a respectful title for the villagers. After he had established his impression and was blinded by his white hair, he made a slip of the tongue and called him old.

Shen Xu used to see countless people in the past, and he thought that there must be a reason for aging before he is old, so he also put away the surprised look, and said respectfully: "It's presumptuous to be late."

Cui Ke said: "Young Master Shen, you don't need to be humble. When it comes to reputation and knowledge, I'm a gentleman from a private school in the countryside. I don't dare to fight in class. You can just call Mr. Shen a peer."

Shen Xu nodded in agreement, and put the eggs and vegetables on the table, "The family is poor, and the meager things are nothing to show my heart."

Cui Ke said: "Young Master Shen, you are being polite."

Shen Xu saw that he seemed to know her identity and was easy to get along with without putting on airs, so she saved those polite words and picked a place to sit.

Cui Ke said, "I mean, did Aunt Wang tell you?"

Shen Xu said, "I said it."

"What do you think, Mr. Shen?"

"Mr. asked me, Mo Huai has no reason not to refuse. Kuang Mo Huai came here for the first time, and he really needs a way to make a living. Mr. Mo Huai is very grateful for the gift."

Cui Ke smiled, "I looked at the lanterns hung by the villagers, and guessed it was Mr. ink. My body is now at its limit. Mr. is willing to come, so forget about my concern."

After finishing speaking, there was another cough, and Shen Xu couldn't help saying: "Mr. Cui coughs badly, may I let the doctor see it?"

Cui Ke said: "Heart disease becomes a disease."

Shen Xu stopped asking.

Cui Ke said: "Dare to ask Mr. Shen, where is your brother Shen Danchi now?"

Shen Xu's heart trembled slightly, and he was a little more on guard, and said: "Mr. Cui and my cousin are old acquaintances?"

Cui Ke knew that he was thinking, and said with a smile: "Young master, don't be nervous, the one in the Tai Chi Palace is not yet able to cast the net so tightly."

"Sir?"

"It's just a survivor."

Shen Xu thought for a while.

The relationship between the Shen family and the Li family has always been taken care of by the main family, and the collateral line has inherited the shade, so they are like everyone else's children, drunk and dreamy all day long, sensual and sensual, and empty-handed for a rich life.

It's just that once the guilt is added to the body, the glory fades away, so it's embarrassing.

Shen Xu used to be a dandy who didn't know the sufferings of the world, but because she was very close to Shen Danchi, she knew more about the background of the Shen family than other brothers.

Those relatives and clansmen were all puzzled, and after much deliberation, they put the blame on Shen Danchi, thinking that he had embezzled the court's tax money, which caused the disaster, and the person concerned disappeared without a trace, which further confirmed the speculation of all the clansmen. .

Among the relatives, only Shen Xu could guess some clues, but in the end it was Shen Danchi who fled privately, and he didn't want to watch out for the turbulent future, so he just shut up and quietly became his idler .

At this time, Cui Ke took the initiative to mention Taiji Palace and claimed to be a widow, so Shen Xu had to think a little more about him.

Seeing that his expression was slightly restrained, Cui Ke said, "How much do you know about Brother Ling and that person from Taiji Palace?"

Shen Xu didn't answer, just looked at him quietly.

Cui Ke said: "I have no intention of inquiring about your son's family affairs, I just want to inquire about a person in Shen's residence."

Shen Xu looked at him, "Who is it?"

There was a trace of sadness in Cui Ke's eyes, and he said softly: "The Shen family is in charge, the Shen Huai book."

Shen Xu was startled, and then realized that what Cui Ke meant by caring was originally referring to this.

After pondering for a while, Shen Xu said: "What is the relationship between Mr. Taiji Palace and Tai Chi Palace?"

Cui Ke smiled wryly, "Young master is intelligent, and his reputation is well-deserved."

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