Three days later, in the early morning, the sky was bright.

Early in the morning, Jia Qiang was about to leave Lixiangyuan and go to the alley rental next to Qingta Temple, but she saw Jia Rong and others were about to enter.

"What a guy! I almost missed it."

Jia Rong patted her chest and smiled.

Jia Qiang raised her eyebrows slightly and said: "What are you doing here? Let me know if you are still alive?"

Jia Rong laughed dryly and said: "It was the master who asked me to come." Then he lowered his voice and whispered: "Somehow, that matter spread outside, and they said that it was because of this that you refused to return to Dongfu. He also completely broke off with Dongfu. The master was so angry that he beat up more than ten people in one day yesterday. Even an old man like Zhang Cai didn't escape. No, in order to put an end to the rumors, he sent me here. You send me some things. I also begged the old lady of the Xue family and asked her to tell the public that she strongly invited you to live in Lixiangyuan in order to make up for Xue's homework."

After that, he said to the four or five servants of the Ning Mansion behind him who were carrying burdens: "Send them to the second master's house."

Jia Qiang frowned when she heard this, and was about to refuse when she was stopped by Jia Rong, who said with a smile: "I don't know you yet? So I didn't choose anyone else. It was neither antique furniture nor gold and silver treasures, silk and satin. It was The books that my grandfather left behind when he first entered school. Those books have fallen into dust, but I looked through them and wrote down a lot of notes and notes on them. I think you will like them."

When Jia Qiang heard this, her intention to refuse immediately faded away.

This kind of schooling is actually similar to the hereditary martial arts.

Wu Xun relied on the legacy of his ancestors to become rich and prosperous from generation to generation, and in a scholarly family with a family tradition of calligraphy, what the ancestors left to their descendants was rich academic experience and examination experience.

It is difficult to produce a noble son from a poor family, not only because of the class difficulties in later generations, but even more so in the imperial examination era.

Looking at the names of good ministers in the imperial court throughout the past dynasties, most of them came from aristocratic families.

In addition to personal connections, the greatest treasure that children of a family with a tradition of calligraphy can obtain are the study notes and letters left by their ancestors.

These are the secret treasures of each family!

Even if he has a disciple, unless he is a very promising disciple, he will not give such precious letters to him.

What Jia Rong brought was the imperial examination book that Jia Jing left behind when he passed the imperial examination.

Good things are naturally excellent things.

It's no wonder that Jia Zhen and his son dared to send it over with great fanfare to show others.

They seemed to have determined that Jia Qiang would not refuse.

But they didn't know that even though there was a sacred intention, Jia Qiang had finally cleared up her relationship with Dongfu. How could she be easily tainted with Karma now?

I accept this great gift today, but I don’t know how much it will cost tomorrow...

Therefore, Jia Qiang finally suppressed the fluctuation in her heart, shook her head and said: "Brother Rong, my grandfather's letters are so precious, but I can't accept them. You should take them back."

Jia Rong was dumbfounded when he heard this, and glared: "Brother Qiang, you don't even accept this?"

Jia Qiang's face made it clear that there was no room for negotiation. She shook her head with a respectful attitude and said: "Although you and I are brothers, I really have nothing to say to Dongfu, and I don't bother to pretend to be in harmony. Due to the saint's will, I I won’t go out and make irresponsible remarks to settle old scores, but that’s all.”

When Jia Rong heard this, her face was extremely embarrassed. She gritted her teeth and begged in a low voice: "My ancestor, just accept it for my sake."

Seeing that Jia Qiang remained indifferent, he lowered his voice by three points, so that only two people could hear it, and gritted his teeth and said: "Good brother, thanks to you, the old beast has finally become more peaceful these days, but most of it won't last long. Please hurry up and help me find some good medicine..."

Jia Qiang's expression changed suddenly when she heard this, and she shouted in a low voice: "What are you talking about? Are you crazy? Even if he is worse than a beast, this kind of thought is what a son of man should have?"

Even if he had an idea, how could he be so foolish as to conspire with Jia Rong?

Can this kind of thing be said on the street?

Just then, I heard a sound coming from behind the door. Not long after, I saw Xue Pan coming out with a big red chrysanthemum on his head. When I saw Jia Qiang, Jia Rong stood at the door and looked ugly.

, knowing it well, he laughed and said: "Brother Rong is here too?"

Jia Rongqiang laughed and said: "Uncle Xue, my master sent me to bring some things to Brother Qiang. They are all the books my grandpa used when he entered school."

Xue Pan glanced at Jia Qiang's face, scratched his head, then slapped it, making his anus tremble wildly, and said with a smile: "In this way, I am also preparing to enter school. I will end up next year at the latest. These books and

Just lend it to me for a look first, and I'll tell Brother Zhen later."

When Jia Rong heard this, she thought it would be nice to have a staircase to go down, so she quickly asked her servants to move all the book boxes into Lixiangyuan.

Xue Pan happily said to Jia Qiang: "I got up early specifically to block you. I blocked you today. It shows that all my hard work was not in vain."

Jia Qiang looked at the chrysanthemum he had stuck in his temples speechlessly, and said, "Brother Xue, are you looking for me?"

Xue Pan said displeasedly: "You leave early every day and don't come back until midnight. I want to talk to you but I can't see you."

Jia Qiang explained: "Isn't it busy over there..."

Xue Pan refused and said, "I have something very important to do today, so you can't leave."

Jia Qiang smiled helplessly and said: "There are also very important things over there today. The Huai'an Marquis Mansion has to negotiate..."

Xue Pan said arrogantly: "The Marquis of Huai'an is nothing! Does it matter if they have Hua Jieyu?"

"Who? Hua Jieyu? Hua Jieyu from Fengle Building?!"

When Jia Rong heard this, his eyes almost popped out of his head and he shouted.

Xue Pan was so proud that he snorted and said in a long voice: "Exactly! It's Hua Jieyu from Fengle Tower! Today, Hua Jieyu invited me to have a drink at Fengle Tower..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Jia Rong cupping his hands with a strange look on his face and saying, "Uncle Xue, Brother Qiang, my master is still waiting for my reply. I'll leave first."

After that, he turned around and headed east with a few servants of the Ning Mansion.

He cursed silently: "Hua Jieyu invites you to have a drink at Fengle Tower? You don't want to urinate and see what kind of bird you are!"

Jia Rong's figure had not yet disappeared, and Xue Pan said to Jia Qiang: "Believe it or not, this puppy fucker is scolding me behind my back?"

Jia Qiang: "..."

Xue Pan sneered: "Everyone thinks I'm an idiot. If they get involved with me, they either covet my money or my body. Damn it, do you really think I don't know?"

Jia Qiang: "..."

Xue Pan snorted, looked at Jia Qiang and said: "Why do I, old Xue, like you so much? Because I know that you really think we are loyal, right? You have never been like those poor and stubborn people.

, you only know that you covet my money and body..."

Jia Qiang really couldn't listen anymore and said: "Brother Xue, I have made an appointment with someone today to talk about business. Of course, it is also business to talk to each other. After all, it is related to whether our guild can become a god in the future.

The No. 1 Guild Hall in Beijing. However, one must always keep one's word. Just because Hua Jieyu is the best courtesan in the world, I can't break the promise and break the promise. If I behave like this, I'm afraid even Brother Xue will look down on me."

Xue Pan hesitated when he heard the words, with a look on his face that he wanted to persuade but could not. Finally, he waved his hands helplessly and said: "Come on, come on, if you can't go, it's because you are not blessed. Don't care, you can go and do your business."

stop!"
Chapter completed!