Giving Money

Author: Tears Crown Elegy

Giving Money

He was happy and happy to do anything. Even though he was just kissed on the cheek, Zhuang Xun still felt very excited and his whole body seemed to be in high spirits. The next day he started to take to the streets with his new steps.

Because of the national salvation tax, merchants did not dare to come to Yindu. It was difficult for Zhuang Xun to make extra money, so he resigned from his position as accountant in the pawn shop. He is still quite poor now.

She deserved it. She refused to give money to the concubine. Si Qinmi's mother was buried in Antai County, and it was not easy to get the money left behind.

So I originally wanted to buy some clothes for Si Qinmi, but now I have no choice but to have some money left, so I can only look at the beautiful clothes from a distance.

"Mr. Sir, do you want to buy some new clothes?" He accompanied Zhuang Xun, holding his arm, with an affectionate expression. He couldn't help his husband if he didn't pamper him a little, who else would pamper him.

"I want to buy you some new clothes. I want to see you wearing beautiful clothes." Zhuang Xun said frankly that he has no pursuit of clothes, but he is a visual animal.

"I feel like you look good in whatever you wear, madam. I want to see you in beautiful clothes." Zhuang Xun thought about how Si Qinmi looked in gorgeous clothes. He looked very beautiful when he thought about it, and he had the urge to spend money to buy clothes for her.

"You don't have that much money, let's go buy some food first." When Si Qinmi heard that he was buying it for her, he immediately refused. She had very little desire for material things.

"If I have money in the future... forget it, it's not fun to talk about." Zhuang Xun swallowed his words and could only walk through the tailor shop with Si Qinmi.

"Mr. Sir, go sit in a teahouse and listen to the direction of your reputation." After walking two steps, he came to a teahouse, where people were sitting in twos and threes.

"When I go in, I will become the trend. Let's go home after shopping." Zhuang Xun has a good habit of not watching the excitement.

"You still have to listen. After all, we don't have any sources of information now, and the teahouse is not expensive, but the information circulation is the largest. If you can get some information, get some information. If there is nothing abnormal, go to buy it. If there is any abnormality, adjust it in time. Besides, Yin Du is so

How come everyone knows Mr. Lang?" Si Qinmi tried to persuade Zhuang Xun.

"That's not certain. Quan Yin was running around before, and many people knew me." Zhuang Xun shook his head and said that he had traveled to many places to bury Siqin Mi, and many people knew him.

He doesn't want to be a monkey watching. After being appointed by the emperor the day before yesterday, his popularity should still be very high today. It's not fun to be asked questions.

"It doesn't matter if we know each other, Mr. Lang should get used to a life surrounded by others..." Si Qinmi continued to persuade.

But the couple were still debating, and the uninvited guest had already appeared.

"Zhuang Xiaolian is also here to listen to books?" He Jung, who was dressed as a scholar, took the initiative to say hello to the couple stopping in front of the teahouse.

"Yes!" Although Zhuang Xun's opinions are different from Si Qinmi's, they must remain of the same mind in front of outsiders.

"I'm traveling with my wife. My wife is Wei. This is He Xiucai from Antai County." Zhuang Xun introduced.

"Hello, Mrs. Xiaolian." He Jung hugged his hands and said hello. Although he was surprised by Si Qinmi's look, he didn't show it.

Si Qinmi released his hold on Zhuang Xun's arm, bowed slightly and nodded, as a response to the greeting, took a step back, and followed Zhuang Xun obediently.

"I just happened to have reserved a private room on the second floor. Mr. and Mrs. Xiaolian would like to take advantage of it," He Jung invited.

"Xun doesn't want to trouble the scholar." Zhuang Xun's first reaction was that he found it troublesome. He was not the kind of character who particularly liked chatting with others, and he didn't want to chat with someone who obviously had a purpose.

"What's the trouble? It's an honor for He to invite Xiaolian. I hope Xiaolian will appreciate you." He Jung extended his hand to invite.

"Okay, I'm sorry to trouble you, scholar." He refused, saying that he wanted to listen to books and had no reason to refuse, so Zhuang Xun agreed.

He also wanted to see what kind of medicine he was selling in his gourd and what the purpose of getting close to him was.

Walking up to the second floor, He Xiucai ordered some pastries. Zhuang Xun had no appetite, so He Xiucai was not in a hurry and introduced Zhuang Xun how delicious the pastries were.

But Zhuang Xun didn't care at all, because listening to the book made his blood pressure go up.

"The protagonists I'm going to talk about today are none other than Zhuang Xiaolian and Zhuang Xun, who have become famous recently. They are both affectionate and righteous." The storyteller was stunned.

"Zhuang Xun, his hometown is said to be Penglai, a mysterious island in the East China Sea. He is good at calculations. He was swept up in a storm and came to the country of Yu. The people on Penglai Island all had short hair and short clothes. They looked like monks and had strange looks. He was immediately attracted by Zhenguo at that time.

The company's wife Si Qinmi fell in love with him and helped him settle down, visiting him often..."

"One is the wife of a duke, and the other is a benevolent and righteous gentleman. During the contact, the woman is beautiful and rich, and the man is virtuous and trustworthy. The two of them cherish each other, and gradually develop feelings for each other, but they stop at courtesy..."

"The two took a spring outing. Zhuang Xun picked flowers for Siqinmi, praised her for being more beautiful than flowers, and wrote a poem about her spring outing..."

"... In June, both sides presented poems. The Duke's wife's poem said: The bright moon shines on my heart with worries... Zhuang Xun said to him: How close is the sun's radiance to me..."

"In July, Siqin Shengjing surrendered on the battlefield. The whole country was in an uproar. The whole family went into hiding, leaving Siqin Mi alone in Yindu. The emperor was furious and ordered all relevant personnel to be beheaded. The Zhenguo government decided to cut off Siqin Mi and temporarily take him into custody.

Zhuang Xun heard about the side room and sneaked into the side room of Duke Zhenguo's mansion at night, and exchanged heart-to-heart feelings with Si Qinmi..."

"A man's love for a concubine is like dry wood and a fire, and the side room seems to be full of spring..."

"Duke Zhen Guo got up in the middle of the night and unfortunately saw the Duke's wife under someone else..."

"In pain, Duke Zhenguo wrote a letter of divorce and broke up with Si Qinmi, but this made the couple happy..."

"Zhuang Xun was deeply saddened to see his lover suffer, but he could only say goodbye. He is a benevolent and righteous gentleman. He knew that the emperor's life was difficult, so he reluctantly gave Si Qin Mi his daughter Hong, hoping that she would go away easily..."

"The tearful eyes are extremely reluctant to give up, and the order can be cut like the water that breaks the embankment, which is difficult to stop..."

"The Duke of Zhenguo and Si Qinmi had already separated from each other. How could Zhuang Xun sit back and watch his lover's body exposed in the market..."

"...it was precisely Duke Zhen Guo's divorce letter that gave Zhuang Xun the opportunity to marry Siqin Mi and gave the lover a status..."

"Although strangers cannot get married, the yin and yang are separated by the yin and yang, but the yin marriage moves the heaven and the earth."

At the end of the story, there was a terrible plot about a magically reformed rich woman falling in love with me. The person involved, Zhuang Xun, turned green. At least someone in the audience pointed out the flaw.

"I heard that Zhuang Xiaolian married a new wife and even refused the money and concubines offered by others for her. Isn't he passionate about Si Qinmi?"

"After Siqin Mi was buried, Zhuang Xun was already very weak. At this time, the Wei family, a refugee from Xihe County, rescued Zhuang Xun. Siqin Mi asked Zhuang Xun to live a good life in the world and marry a wife to reassure her.

, Zhuang Xun was grateful for Wei's help, so he got married to Si Qinmi in front of his grave, so Zhuang Xun had two wives, one yin and one yang."

The storyteller was well prepared and spoke seriously, as if he had seen it with his own eyes.

It’s just that I wasn’t bold enough and didn’t write about Si Qin Mi’s resurrection from the dead.

"..."

The discussion in the teahouse has become louder. This exciting story really satisfies the fantasies of the people at the bottom.

Zhuang Xun wanted to ask the storyteller why he and Si Qin Mi were creating a scandal, but when he turned around and looked at Si Qin Mi, it turned out that he was right. He really married Si Qin Mi.

"The story is interesting, but it can only be said to be the fantasy of an ignorant person." He Jung commented on this story telling.

The topic of the princess and the talented poor boy is naturally explosive and immoral, provoking people's exciting pursuit of taboos, which is actually impossible to happen.

"The Duke's wife is always served by at least five or six maids. How can she have a chance to have a private meeting with someone, let alone sneak into the Duke Zhen's mansion." He Jung shook his head and made his position clear. He didn't believe this.

rumor.

"So how could you imagine that Xun could have an affair with the Duke's wife?" Zhuang Xun already wanted to go down and ask the storyteller to pay for the loss of his reputation.

"Rumors stop only for the wise. Xiaolian doesn't need to think too much. Your Majesty can still tell whether it is a rumor." He Jung comforted Zhuang Xun and said.

"Of course Xun knows that rumors only stop at wise men, but he has already passed away and yet he ruins his reputation!" Zhuang Xun looked at Si Qin Mi, why was he not angry that his wife's reputation had been damaged?

Si Qin Mi smiled slightly, her face was calm and lifeless, as if the protagonist had nothing to do with her.

"As expected, Xiaolian values ​​​​kindness, and Jung admires it. He offers tea instead of wine to give Xiaolian a cup." He Jung picked up the tea cup.

Zhuang Xun also picked up the tea cup and was about to drink it when Si Qinmi kicked his calf twice. Zhuang Xun took a sip and the tea touched his lips.

Don’t eat or drink things from people you don’t know well, that’s what Si Qinmi’s look means.

"Now that Xiaolian has been favored by the Holy Spirit, have you ever thought about where to become an official?" He Jung laid the groundwork for a long time and finally got to the point.

"I have never thought about it." This is not something he can choose. If he can choose, he has already chosen a place as his foundation.

Si Qinmi made a plan. If he could think about it, he would naturally become an official as a prefect of a county. It was obvious that Dayu had reached the end of the dynasty, and at this time, the place could display his talents better than the imperial court.

"Besides, I have to take the school inquiry exam today, and I don't know how to answer the inquiry. I'm afraid I will lose the favor of the saints." Zhuang Xun said half truth and half lie.

Si Qinmi memorized the template, but he was not familiar with it yet.

"If Xiao Lian needs it, there are some strategies here that can help Xiao Lian solve some direction problems." He Jung said proactively.

"No, thank you for your thoughtfulness, scholar." Zhuang Xun shook his head and said, he didn't want to owe anyone a favor, and he had to pay back the favors he owed.

"Could it be that Xiaolian already has his staff loyal to him?" He Jung said in surprise.

"No." It's hard to support myself now, but I still want to support my staff.

"What do Xiaolian think of He?" He Jung pointed at himself with both hands.

"..."

"Xiucai wants to be Xun's staff?" Zhuang Xun took a moment to react and said with a puzzled tone.

"I wonder if Xiaolian is willing to take him in." He Jung admitted, his expression became extremely serious, and he sat upright.

"Why? Although Xun was lucky enough to be selected by Jinshang, he may not be able to pass the exams of Jinshang, and he may not be able to work in the local area. Is it too early to consider being a scholar?" Zhuang Xun felt that it was a bit magical, and his position had not yet been finalized.

, then someone comes to your door and wants to be your subordinate.

"It's not too late, I learned that Xiaolian has a holy family, and a lover wants to marry her and give her a dowry. It's too late for me to recommend myself." He Jung said humbly, appearing more respectful than last time, as if he was this holy family member.

The effect of adding oneself.

"Whether it's the court or a local government, Xiaolian always needs someone to polish your words, publish articles, and write letters for you, right? Xiaolian can test Jung's talents, and if they match, they will be hired, and if they don't, they will be discarded." He Jung continued to explain, looking at

Look serious.

"The scholar is so optimistic about Xun. Xun is deeply honored. However, Xun is poor and humble at this time. It is difficult to buy new clothes for his family, so how can he support the scholar?" Zhuang Xun thought about it but refused and said, firstly, he really cannot afford to support him, and secondly

, the second time they met, he didn’t even know who He Jung was.

"Xiaolian is so trapped at the moment that he refuses to be solicited by a big family. As long as he agrees, glory and wealth are right in front of him. Xiaolian is unmoved. This is indeed a noble act and lives up to the name of Xiaolian." He Jung praised.

"..." Zhuang Xun didn't want to speak anymore.

Would you say you already have some regrets?

"So it's true that we can't afford to hire staff, but it's a waste of talent and sincerity." Zhuang Xun said directly, rejecting He Jung's allegiance.

"What does Xiaolian think of Yu State?" He Jung lowered his voice and whispered close to Zhuang Xun.

"The politics are clear and the people's customs are honest. Everyone performs his duties and keeps his own business." It is better to tell your wife whether the country will be good or not. Outsiders will naturally still say that it is stable and orderly, and that stability is improving.

"Excuse me, where is Xiaolian's ambition? In the court or in the local area." He Jung was a little surprised by Zhuang Xun's answer, but he soon smiled and continued to ask.

"If you want to benefit the people of a certain country, it is decided by the Holy Lords and Ministers. You can only obey the needs of the country and do your best for the country."

"Jun is the same. He and Xiaolian share the same goals and are willing to help Xiaolian. Xiaolian can accept Jung as his eagle dog." He Jung requested.

"Xun is really poor and cannot afford to support the scholar." Zhuang Xun was sure that the other party understood what he said, but the real difficulty is that no matter how he rose to prominence after the Wanshou Banquet, at this moment he had no power, no money, only fame.

That's why Si Qin Mi regretted the 10,000 taels delivered to his door. How much could he have done?

And because he righteously refused the ten thousand taels, others now knew that he was not interested in money and sex, so they did not dare to give him anything.

"I just ask Xiaolian to take me in. I still have a small amount of money in my family." He Jung said with his hands in hand.

"Okay, then there's no need to shirk Xun, but I'm afraid I won't live up to the scholar's expectations." After being lightly kicked by Si Qinmi, Zhuang Xun agreed.

A kick means agreement, a kick twice means objection.

"He Jung has met his benefactor!" Zhuang Xun agreed, but He Jung had already stood up and knelt down to worship.

"Hurry up, scholar. You should not accept such a big gift. It won't be good for others to see." Zhuang Xun hurriedly helped He Jung up.

"Jun understands that there are many people here and the story is over. Tomorrow, Jung will visit again to plan a longevity banquet for his benefactor." He Jung looked around and said proactively.

"Looking forward to the scholar's visit, we and I also need to prepare some daily necessities and leave for now." Zhuang Xun could only respond politely and said goodbye at the same time.

"My benefactor, I'm in a difficult situation at the moment. Please be careful. Please don't refuse. Take your leave." He Jung didn't bother, took out seven or eight taels of broken silver, stuffed it into Zhuang Xun's hand, and strode away.

"Is he spending money to go to work?" Zhuang Xun grabbed the broken silver he collected and turned to look at Si Qinmi.

"Lang Jun, accept it. Since he recognizes you as his master, this is also his wish." Seeing Zhuang Xun's confused look, Si Qinmi comforted him and said.

"This kind of thing is not unusual. Now that you are an official, you can seek refuge in all kinds of places. Don't be surprised. He just sees you as a rare commodity, whether it can be used or not, whether it can be accepted or not. He asked you not to agree to anything before because he was afraid that you would accept it.

It’s not something that should be accepted, but this kind of trust from smart people is needed. You and I can’t do all the work alone, we need subordinates to do things, so there is no need to resist, just know people and make good use of them.” Professor Si Qinmi Zhuang

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