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56. Chapter 56 Strange

"I'm going to see Mr. Tang!"

Qian Wubing didn't even know how to face Sun Qian, let alone Wu Yanran who was looking at him with a stunned look on her face. He dropped these words and simply ran away.

The atmosphere in the room was a bit ambiguous, and I don't know who remembered it first. There was still cooking on the fire. There was a sound, and the two of them hurriedly removed the fire, and the one holding the pot took the pot, and they were about to toss this big oolong.

The culprit was taken down.

"He just thought it was you!" The blush on Sun Qian's face gradually faded away, but her ears were still burning, and you couldn't tell if you didn't look carefully.

"I know!" Wu Yanran nodded in agreement, "The smoke in the room is too much. I'll ask Wu Bing to help you later. I'm making him embarrassed right now, so he might be embarrassed to talk about it!

"

"Don't, don't say it!" Sun Qian hurriedly stopped her from talking. It's best to pretend that this kind of thing never happened. If you really have to say it in your mouth, it will get darker and darker. It's just your own body.

I can't lie. It seems that when he hugged me from behind, I wasn't so resistant...?

"It's all burnt!" The pot was dark, and the chicken pieces were all charred. Sun Qian changed the subject, feeling a little discouraged: "How about we do it next time!"

"Okay, the smell in this room is not good. Let Mrs. Sun come in. I will accompany you out. By the way, Wu Bing said to go find Mr. Tang. Has Mr. Tang gotten up?" The two of them were talking while talking.

, while walking out.

When Tang Yin gets up, it depends on the day and mood, but most of the time, lunch is delivered to Tang Yin's room in a food box. Wu Dazhong wanted to invite Tang Yin to eat at the same table with them, but Tang Yin refused.

A few times, forget it, but it was easy for him to drink two sips, and Tang Yin was also happy to drink two sips. They seemed to have found some common topics. For this reason, Tang Yin was very fond of Wu Dazhong in this family.

Human perception is the best.

Qian Wubing was just an excuse he came up with out of desperation. How could he be in the mood to go to Tang Yin? It would make sense to make up a random excuse to avoid this embarrassment. However, as soon as he came out, he saw Wu Yanran behind him.

The two daughters Sun Qian and Sun Qian also came out. Even if it was a random reason, he had to do it, otherwise, it would be even more embarrassing.

There are three entrances to the Qian family's house. The last one has a back door, which is convenient for servants to come in and out. Of course, Tang Yin is quite satisfied with this residence because of the back door. Tang Yin's house is also here.

Once inside, he occupied three rooms in the east wing, while the west wing was the residence of the servants.

When Qian Wubing walked in, Tang Yin was talking to his new book boy. The book boy Wu Dazhong bought was indeed a very smart little guy. Within a few days, he got Tang Yin's approval, and Tang Yin even gave him a gift.

He gave him a great name, Tang An. When the book boy gave it to Tang Yin, he naturally had to follow the master's family name. In fact, after the deed of sale was given to Tang Yin, Tang An was already a member of the Tang family, and the same as the Qian family.

It doesn't matter much anymore.

Tang Yin glanced sideways at Qian Wubing, still talking to Tang An, but Tang An hurriedly gave Qian Wubing a gift: "Master Qian!"

"Mr. Tang got up early today. What's wrong? Tang An did something wrong again?" Qian Wubing saw Tang An lowering his eyebrows and thought it was Tang Yin scolding him, so he asked with a smile.

"What should I tell Tang An about "Exercise the Mongolian Text"? Why, Qian Baihu also needs to listen. By the way, Qian Baihu is literate, so there's no need!" Tang Yin's words were a bit harsh.

Mongolian is an enlightenment book for children. Isn't this a mockery of Qian Wubing in front of Qian Wubing because he is illiterate in writing and is a loser?

Qian Wubing was a little depressed. Of course he knew what Xun Mengwen was, but he didn't know that in Tang Yin's eyes, he was just "literate". This guy was too focused on literature over martial arts.

"Mr. Tang is joking!" He laughed dryly, "Mr. Tang is good at teaching, so he must be good at teaching people. Qian'er has been practicing with Mr. Tang for a long time, and she has become quieter and more knowledgeable.

I didn’t know how wild this girl was before!”

Tang Yin's face became a little weird. Although Sun Qian said that he would practice with him, he really didn't teach him anything. The Four Books and the Five Classics, don't be ridiculous. Why does your daughter study this every family? Poems, songs, this stuff Sun Qian

I really want to learn, but I have to have time to teach! However, what Sun Qian is most interested in is his calligraphy and painting, so every time Sun Qian comes to study, he will throw some of his past paintings directly to

I asked Sun Qian to copy and learn by herself. When she was in a good mood, she would not hesitate to give some pointers on brushwork. However, by studying painting, one can learn to be educated and educated? Qian Baihu, are you sure you are not mocking me?

Also, what makes it difficult for him to say is that although his meticulous landscape painting is good, what he is best at and what can find him the most jobs is ***. Even if the Ming Dynasty opens up again, he will never be a man.

The teacher should teach the female students this step by step.

***, also known as "press box bottom" among the people, is a must-have item for a woman to get married, and generally qualified women will always have a few erotic works before getting married, either painting or embroidering. This kind of

This matter was not looked down upon by people in the Ming Dynasty. On the contrary, it was generally believed that the ways of husband and wife and the skills in the house described in this poem were perfectly justified. Only when an unmarried woman understood these things could she serve her husband better.

Tang Yin is a frequent visitor to brothels and willow lanes, and naturally has seen countless women. Moreover, his painting skills are indeed superb. The erotic palaces drawn by his hands are vivid and pleasing to the eye. It can be said that he is a top figure in this industry. He once

In the brothel, he admitted frankly that he had three major hobbies in his life: smoking, drinking, and perming his hair. No, it was painting, drinking, and beautiful women (it seemed like something strange was mixed in). While tasting wine, he looked at

A beautiful woman paints a picture. At this point in life, what else can a husband ask for?

"What did Qian'er say to you?" He waved his hand, and Tang An ran away as if he was amnesty.

"What else can I say, of course, I would like to express my admiration for Mr.'s talent!" Qian Wuyi said casually.

"That's all?" Tang Yin asked curiously.

"Of course, what do you think, sir?" Qian Wubing asked back. Tang Yin's behavior made him have some ill-intentioned suspicions. He had long heard that Tang Yin behaved inappropriately. He had three melons and two dates in his hands, just like Qinglou Liuxiang.

Went for a walk. This guy was greedy and lustful. He couldn't have taken advantage of Sun Qian.

"Oh, I asked casually. I heard that she came here early in the morning, but she has not been seen for a long time!" Tang Yin hid it, but he forgot who was standing in front of him. Qian Wubi belonged to Jin Yiwei, and he did this

The work of observing people's words and prying into privacy is so artificial, there is no way he can hide it from him.

"Then I asked her to come over. This is so rude!" Qian Wubing pretended to be angry: "I don't even know how to say hello to you sir!"

"No, no, no need for today!" Tang Yin waved his hand, as if he didn't want to dwell on this topic anymore: "I will go out to meet a few friends later. You tell him that she can study in my study in the afternoon.

!”

Tang Yin really had something wrong in his heart. Yesterday, he got excited and made a few small paintings. He felt very satisfied and planned to use these paintings as copies for his female disciple. Who knew he was flipping through the paintings he had left behind?

Among the drawings that Sun Qian copied, there were several pictures that he had played with repeatedly. This time, he suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

As a female disciple, I have always been respectful to him, and she is from a good family and has never been short of money. Naturally, my filial piety towards him as a teacher is endless. Although he is a little careless at the moment, he has sobered up several times.

After that, he really wanted to teach her something he was proud of, but the erotica appeared in the drawing, which could have many meanings. In case Sun Qian thought that he, as a teacher, had some

What a strange idea, then he would be really embarrassed.

Qian Wubing had never been to the back yard. When he came here today, his first reaction was what Sun Qian said to Qian Wubing. With a guilty conscience, how could he dare to let Qian Wubing call Sun Qian to talk to her face.

It's really interesting! Qian Wubing looked at Tang Yin who was leading Tang An away in a hurry, and murmured to himself: "There must be something weird in this!"

Several servants came out of the room and saw Qian Wubing standing outside, and they hurriedly greeted him.

"Let me ask you, what does Mr. Tang do every day? You look at each other every day. You should know something, right?"

The servant who was asked scratched his head, wondering why his master suddenly asked himself this question. Wouldn't it be better to ask Mr. Tang directly? However, doubts remain doubts, and the master's question still needs to be answered.

"Mr. Tang, he usually sleeps in the morning. After lunch, he seems to be teaching Tang An for fun. Sometimes Miss Sun comes over, and Mr. Tang also teaches Miss Sun how to draw in the yard, but the little ones don't

If you dare to get close to me, Mr. Tang’s paintings are quite famous!”

"Oh, doesn't he usually go out during the day?" Qian Wubing asked.

"It seems that they usually go out after dinner..." The servant chuckled, with some irritation on his face: "Master, you also know that during the day, the girls in the brothel are resting, how can they be energetic?

, Mr. Tang likes to go to places like that, but of course he can only go at night!"

"Nonsense!" Qian Wubing said with a serious face, "How are you talking? You are so disrespectful. If I hear you talking about Mr. Tang in such a frivolous tone again, please be careful with your family!"

"Yes, yes, I don't dare anymore!" The servants' faces were stern. When they entered the Qian family's door, they knew that the Qian family's family law was a jujube stick with a thick arm. If this family's law is enforced, it won't be just a broken arm.

After a broken leg, I have to lie in bed for a few days. Who can bear it? It seems that I will have to be more respectful to Mr. Tang in the future.


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