The county magistrate changed his career to selling private vegetables and sold them out

The hard-to-find ancient inkstones, the priceless antiques, the calligraphy and paintings by famous masters of the former dynasty, and the rare copies collected by Mr. Xunmei over the years are all rare treasures in the world.

After these treasures were violently destroyed by Jianghuai to varying degrees, Mr. Xunmei hid them and locked them up.

JAC has a new hobby.

Find treasure everywhere, and then try to break the lock.

It's a pity that the force value is not enough, the treasure is easy to find, and the copper lock is difficult to break.

Mr. Xunmei took a long look at the little head that got under the bookcase from a distance, and said to Fu Qiyuan: "Huai'er has a good heart, and she is a talent for making."

Fu Qiyuan and You Rongyan nodded, and said with a smile: "I'm causing you trouble, sir!"

It's really embarrassing to let a dignified hermit Confucian become a teacher for a kindergarten child.

Mr. Xunmei said disapprovingly: "The people in Zhushe are so lively. Those children all like Huai'er, and they can all take him to study, so why bother. It's Sanlang, what do you think?"

When it comes to Saburo, Mr. Xunmei is very cautious.

This child is talented, intelligent, transparent, and can render the fireworks in the world so spotlessly. He is the most spiritual student he has ever seen in his life!

Fu Qiyuan pondered for a while, and said: "Sanlang is only nine years old, let him study with Mr. for a few more years, if I want Sanlang not to fly, he will soar into the sky!"

Mr. Xunmei looked at Fu Qiyuan fixedly, there was a kind of deep thought in his eyes, without ambition.

"Sanlang's temperament is simple and straightforward, so he is not suitable for being an official." Mr. Xunmei said.

Fu Qiyuan shook his head, "That was before. After Sanlang knew what the Pei family did to Shan'er, his disposition has changed! He is Jiao Xian, Shan'er's younger brother, and even the son of the Jiao family. He must use With my own strength, I will seek justice for Shan'er and the Jiao family!"

Mr. Xunmei was silent.

It's not that he didn't feel the changes of Saburo these days. Although he still loves to laugh, dance, talk and make trouble as before, his temper has indeed calmed down a lot, and he is more serious in reading, so that he is no longer impetuous in copying and drawing.

Even his boxing skills have improved a lot.

"Since that's the case, the old man will polish him well! The old man can even teach a generation of famous emperors, but can't he teach a cabinet chief?"

"Thank you sir!"

Jiang Shan doesn't let Sanlang go to the shop these days, she is worried that the two little fairies, Zisu and Lutan, will come to her and snatch Sanlang away.

A few days ago, An Er told her that after Qin's mother brought back Zisu and Lutan, she originally wanted to punish them to contemplate their mistakes behind closed doors, but she didn't want those two who were looking for death to fight, and insisted on seeing Sanlang and asking Sanlang to tell them when the moon was bright. Write some lyrics and scores to them, otherwise I will go on a hunger strike!

Anyway, if you can't show off at the Hundred Flowers Festival, you might as well be shot to death by your master!

Mother Qin, who was making trouble, had no choice but to look for Jiang Shan tremblingly with her head on her neck, cursing the two goblins in her mouth, and then twisted her waist and pleaded with Jiang Shan again.

Jiang Shan got a headache from being entangled.

She didn't know the lyrics and music, and it was impossible for San Lang to come forward, so she had to push Shen Shusheng out after much deliberation.

Who knew that Shusheng Shen went there once, and he refused to go there for the second time!

Don't ask why, it's disgusting to ask!
The lyrics are there, but the two charming girls actually think that his singing is wrong, it doesn't taste like that!
He is not Saburo, how can he compare with Saburo?He obviously praised his singing "Left Fingering the Moon" as the sound of nature, but the next second he disliked his singing "When will the moon shine" without that taste, and was so angry!

There is no way, Red Sleeve Workshop is still its own company in name. Although the main products and business model are not her favorite style, it can't ignore the life and death of employees. Modern bosses are most taboo about employees' work-related injuries!

Three days later, Jiang Shan wore a set of Fu Qiyuan's men's clothes, and accompanied by An Er, went to Hualou for the first time in his life.

Zisu, who was on a hunger strike, heard that her master was coming, her eyes lit up, and she rushed to the VIP room enchantingly (weakly), and rushed towards Jiangshan in an extremely miserable manner, "Master... Aunt... Young Master, do you want to stop?" If you come to this servant's house, you will really starve to death!"

Jiang Shan stared dumbfounded at Zisu's sickly expression, and concluded, "You, why did you make yourself look like this?"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu for three days!" Zi Su cried miserably.

Good guy, I'm really on a hunger strike!
Jiang Shan gasped, and shouted at the maid next to Zisu: "Go and get her something to eat!"

Before the maid could make a move, Qin's mother had ordered someone to go to the kitchen to bring a bowl of porridge.

Zisu stretched out her hand tremblingly to take the porridge, without any image, and poured it into her stomach in front of Jiang Shan.

Mother Qin breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the sweat off her head with a handkerchief, and took a careful look at Jiang Shan.

Jiang Shan asked, "Is there another one? Are you also on a hunger strike?"

Lu Tan's hunger strike was not Buddhist enough, when she was stealing cakes, she heard that her master was coming, she was pleasantly surprised by the cakes and choked her throat, coughing to death.

When he was helped by the little maid, he rolled his eyes while coughing.

Qin's mother was shocked, she stepped forward and hugged Lu Tan, "My son, why is he so sick? Little Lu, how do you take care of the girl? Why don't you ask a doctor?"

The maid, Xiaolu, was so wronged that she refused to eat the delicious chicken shredded matsutake porridge, and insisted on stealing the dry and hard pastry, which is not her own fault!

Jiang Shan was also frightened. This is no longer a matter of hunger strike. They are all sick like this. This is really a desperate effort!

"Quickly, quickly, go find a doctor to come over and have a look!"

Lu Tan rushed over recklessly, grabbed Jiang Shan's hand, and asked with glowing eyes: "Young Master Jiao cough...here...cough cough...Mingyue Qu cough...!"

Jiang Shan frowned and helped her to follow the vest, and said sharply: "Don't talk yet, let's take care of your body! I wrote the song, and I taught Saburo to sing it. I'm here, and you can't do without you!"

Lu Tan was crying and laughing happily, and shouted to the maid Xiaolu: "Water, give me water!"

After drinking a glass of water, he was finally able to speak smoothly.

"Forgive me, my lord. My family choked on the cake just now, cough cough, there is no serious problem now, why don't you ask your lord to demonstrate it to us!" Lu Tan asked with burning eyes.

country:……!
Really dedicated... Destroyed the three views!
Half an hour later, the musicians of Hongxiufang gathered together, except for the girl who was waiting for guests, all the rest of the performers arrived, waiting for Jiangshan to open Jinkou.

Jiang Shan had broadcast live in front of millions of fans, and the long-lost feeling came back.

She cleared her throat and sang without any shyness.

Lu Tan, Zi Su and several other entertainers also hummed along, each more serious than the other.

Jiang Shan sang it once, and the musician had already composed the tune.

Then Zisu sang according to the score of the musician, and Jiang Shan listened beside him, correcting mistakes and giving suggestions from time to time.

When the girls were almost done singing, Jiang Shan got up to leave.

Zi Su ran forward shyly, hugged Jiang Shan's arm and shook it, "Young master, I have ordered someone to prepare thin wine, how about us..."